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Post by Holly on Aug 19, 2011 18:57:04 GMT -5
ymber 19 , 1595 , high noon
cloud forest, oriens, verfall
"Oh shit!"
The vampiress smacked into the ground, narrowly escaping getting hit by an arrow as it flew over head. She didn't have time for something like this! Sunlight was annoying, fire was horrible, but the most annoying thing about being a vampire was having to deal slayers. Nuala pushed herself to her feet as quick as she could and continued running as fast as she could, spinning and turning. Whenever she got the chance to successfully change direction, she did.
Whoever this slayer was, however, he or she was doing a great job of keeping up with her, no matter how hard she pushed herself. Every now and again she could catch yelling, but she couldn't make out the words. They were close, but not close enough. And that's all she needed for the time being. Just gotta keep this up...
Sorcha was having a hard time with this vampire. She could hear the hasty footsteps of the blood sucker and sometimes she was able to catch a glimpse of what she looked like. Not like it mattered, though. A vampire was a vampire and nothing more than that. In Sorcha's mind, a vampire was only made to be killed. The person turned into a vampire had done something wrong and that's why they were infected. They deserved to die.
"There!" A voice called from the sword she held in her hand. In the instant Seamus said something, Sorcha found no hesitation in swinging the blade at full speed. She could see the back of the vampire. An auburn haired girl that was smaller than herself.
And then she was gone.
Nuala ducked in accordance to Seamus' call. She wasn't sure that the slayer was going to swing the certain way she had, but apparently, luck was with her in that moment. Swiftly, she spun, kicking out one leg to knock the other faerie off her feet, and swung her own weapon at her attacker. Only when she knew she made contact, Nuala jumped to her feet and sprinted off at top speed.
As soon as she was far enough away and she couldn't hear anyone chasing her, she stopped, leaning against a tree and slumping to the ground. It was then that she realized that she had more wounds than she thought. Scrapes ran along her hands, arms, and legs from when she tripped earlier. A gash ran across her thigh and she was pretty sure one of Sorcha's arrows had grazed her shoulder.
Meanwhile, Seamus had shifted to his human form, retrieving his clothes from Sorcha's pack and putting them on before trying to wake the young vampire slayer. "Oh great, she's out like a light. Stupid vampire hit her right in the head..." He muttered, standing up and looking around. Maybe there was someone who could help...
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Post by Roxilicious on Aug 19, 2011 20:21:26 GMT -5
High above the developing scene sat a foxy lady in tight shorts and a tight shirt, pure black and dark grey in color, and entirely for the sake of ease, not seduction. The length and tightness, however, did add a point for beauty.
"Oooh hoo, just too good, Zelda, don't you agree?" her conniving voice cooed as she extended her arm to stroke her precious fox. "That one's a vampire; it's undeniable."
Vixie Reynard pointed in the direction of Nuala, the prey.
"And that one..." Vixie mused, pointing to Sorcha, the predator. "Well, I'm not sure what she is. Angry sister, hired hitman, bored girl, offended stranger? She could be anything, really, but that's not what matters. What matters is the quality of her clothing and accessories: she must be rich."
Zelda looked at the cat and mouse. The prey was doing a wonderful job of running, but the predator was closing in fast. 'There!'
The sudden voice out of nowhere had surprised Zelda. Neither of the girls opened their mouths. What in the hell had spoken? The fox's eyes widened with fear and rage as she saw a deadly sword come very close to slicing the prey in half.
She breathed an immense sigh of relief, one she hadn't realized she was holding in when she gasped, when Nuala avoided her crafty doom. Zelda narrowed her eyes bitterly at Sorcha and her sword. She didn't know who this woman was, nor did she care she was rich. The fox knew the predator was trying to kill someone, and that upset her immensely. She had an immediate distaste for Sorcha, and, unfortunately, she knew what Vixie was about to say next, for Sorcha had just been whacked heavily over the head and was now knocked out cold.
"Now's our chance!" Vixie said excitedly, already hopping expertly down from the trees. "Let's go, Zelda, no time to waste!"
Zelda sighed again and resentfully followed her mistress. As the two had started climbing down, Seamus had turned into his human form, for neither of them noticed his sudden presence and both were very surprised by it.
"Oh, who are you?" Vixie said with delighted surprise when she approached the handsome man and unconscious girl. She batted her eyelashes and put on her most alluring smile.
Zelda rolled her eyes at her owner's distraction. But then she realized she could use this as a opportunity to sneak away toward the prey. And so that's what she did. The sly fox crouched down and crawled through the undergrowth until she had sufficiently distanced herself from her mistress and took off running in Nuala's direction.
"Hello?" she called, looking around and following Nuala's scent trail. "Miss Vampire? I'm not here to hurt you!"
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Post by Holly on Aug 20, 2011 13:30:28 GMT -5
Nuala growled internally as she heard someone calling for her. If she was going to fall for some stupid trick from a damned slayer, then they had better of thought again! Peering around the tree trunk, she expected to see the slayer swinging her sword at her like a maniac, but instead found... a fox? She rubbed her eyes for a moment and looked again just to make sure. The fox was still there, but she wasn't true she trusted her words.
As swift as she could, the vampiress picked up the fox and fell back into her hiding place. "Okay, firstly, I'm not miss vampire nor will I ever accpet being called that. Secondly, I very much hope that you're telling the truth," She hissed into Zelda's ear before placing her down gently. Like always, though, she wasn't going to let her guard down. Her staff was tightly gripped infront of her in case Zelda wished to attack.
"Uh..." Seamus was rather flabbergasted by the sudden appearance of Vixie. So astonished that he stumbled back slightly in an ungraceful fashion. "Seamus," He recovered quickly, deciding to answer the kalahati's question before he looked too much like an idiot. He wasn't used to people and he wasn't exactly thinking anyone was going to come in the first place. And the smile she was giving him wasn't helping either.
"And you are?" He asked, his tone becoming more polite and casual than clumsy. Then he remembered why he had wanted a person to find them in the first place. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, I would be grateful if you could help my friend." There was absolutely no way that he was going to be calling Sorcha "master" with Vixie. How embarassing would that be?
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Post by Roxilicious on Aug 20, 2011 19:56:37 GMT -5
Zelda sat down when she was returned to solid ground. She yawned once before responding to Nuala with clever words.
"You're still talking to me, aren't you?" she said earnestly. "And I have yet to disprove my statement, don't I? And you picked me up without distrusting my potential to attack, didn't you?"
The fox lay down now, resting on her elbows with her rear no different than it had been previously when she was sitting. Her electric-yellow eyes looked up at Nuala questioningly before disallowing her another chance to speak or reply in some nonverbal way.
"I'm here because I despise murderers," she explained. "My owner and I were watching your game of cat and mouse, and my owner leaped down from the trees to help your wounded predator. I admired your skillful fleet, and I found instant resentment for your tracking, and now unconscious, assailant. I am a friend, but I fear we will soon make enemies with my owner and your assailant."
The canine let out a brief but quick exhale, as if exhausted from so much talking. She never really had to explain herself because she never really interacted with untrusting people. Then again, she never really interacted with anyone, so to speak.
"My name is Vixie, handsome," the fox-girl said playfully. She winked, revealing that she had on faint, teal eyeshadow, which, when noticed, really brought out her eyes.
The girl didn't hesitate to fall to her knees at Sorcha's side. She had a protocol when it came to winning over men. If they weren't total slobs and weren't quick to give in, her next action was to do whatever they needed: a friend's in trouble, help; an empty stomach, food; a lost pet; find. It really wasn't that hard to get on someone's good side and have them trust you on instant. Vixie believed in the ignorance in everyone, and due to her unknowing flirting with a sword, that included herself. She just didn't know it yet.
Vixie pulled her shoulder sack off and took out a small, pink vial from a fixed side pouch. Her sack was organized very neatly, containing many fixed side pouches for vials and different compartments for who knows what.
The familiar pop! sound of a cork being removed from a bottle drowned in the rest of the noise of the forest. Vixie didn't intend to force Sorcha ingest this liquid. Instead she held the mouth of the vial near the slayer's nose and manually wafted the strong aroma into her nasal passages.
"This potion is meant to be poured on burns," she explained, "but it doubles as an aroma to keep you awake. I would imagine that it could wake someone who is unconscious, too, but I've never tried it before."
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Post by Holly on Jan 20, 2012 21:34:46 GMT -5
Oh goodness, if only this girl knew he was a freaking sword. She wouldn't be doing that, then. "Yeah, I hope this works--"
A little distracted by Vixie, Seamus didn't even notice that Sorcha snapped right out of her unconciousness and aimed a punch right at Seamus' jaw as a reflex. "Dog, don't be getting any big ideas," She narrowed her eyes at her weapon, the comment directed at him and not Vixie. "Just because I'm out doesn't mean you can flirt, you flimsy weapon."
Seamus cursed at her, rubbing his jaw. Sure, getting hit as a weapon didn't affect him, but getting hit as a human sure did. "Flimsy weapon, huh? I'd love to see you get a weapon any better than me," He sneered back at her.
Ignoring him, Sorcha stood and nodded her head to Vixie. "My apologies for this piece of scum's behavior. And thank you."
Nuala frowned and shook her head. So what if the fox was right? She did things without thinking, that was her. "Uh... thanks?" She grimaced, not sure whether most of that was a compliment or not. Crouching down, she tilted her head. "I appreciate the assistance.... I didn't catch your name, but I gotta run. Thanks again!" With that, she bit her lip and ran off before the slayer could get to her again
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