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Date Posted: 12:34:39 02/25/03 Tue
The sharp blast of a gun is heard, several shrill screams and yelps following. A slender figure, appearing to be a young female, shadowed in a dark brown cloak appears, in her arms was a child dressed in tattered clothing. Azure pools search terrace for refuge from the men that chased her. Gaze lowers to the young child in her arms and she mumbles something softly to the child, pulling the infant closer to her as a gun blast pierces the atmosphere again. Shrieking, she starts towards a darkened alleyway, only to be grabbed by her upper arm and jerked back against the wall. Eyes widen as the man held her firmly, another man stepping forth to try and rip the child from the female’s grasp. She shakes her head demandingly, pulling the child closer to her. “I…I Won’t Let You Harm Her.” Her voice trembles, though comes out with a strong and demanding tone. She wasn’t going to give her daughter to these beasts, and what…only for her to be slaughtered. She shrieks again as a fist makes harsh contact with her stomach, reaching out for her child as she is ripped away. She collapses to her knees, the hood of her cloak shadowing her colorless eyes, crimson liquid rimming her eyelids. She looks up, clawed hands drawn at her side into fists. “Let Her Go.” Voice is bitter, her tone demanding. The man grasping the child stumbles back as the young femme begins to shed tears of blood. He is pulled back by the other men, and tosses the child at the teen before turning and running off. She gasps, grasping the child just in time. Hand comes up, pulling down her hood to reveal her tangled mass of midnight blue tresses. Pale blue pools soften, gazing down on her infant gently as she begins to whimper. “Hush, My Child. You’ll Be Fine…Just Wait.” Smiles softly, flashing her fangs, and stands, moving into the darkened alleyway. She sits, child held closely, and watches the entranceway. She tenses as the sound of footfalls echoes in her ears. Swallows hard, hoping it wasn’t the men.
The broad, muscular figure halts at the entranceway, blood red eyes focused on the duo. Colorless labrum round into a wicked smirk, the hood of the cloak the masculine wore being pulled back. White and raven tresses curve his shoulders, setting off his distinctive scarlet eyes. “Seems You’ve Gotten Yourself Into More Trouble Than You Can Get Out Of, Dohati.” Chuckles softly, but expressions take on that stone hard and serious expression, slender limbs carrying him to her side. He kneels down before her, looking to the infant. “She Isn’t Hurt Is She?” Runs a hand over the babe’s chest.
Dohati, as the femme was named, scowls lightly, but attitude swiftly changes at his question. Head bobs in a brisk nod. “She’s Fine, Viguro. You?”
Male sighs. “Good. Yes, I’m Fine.” Shifts uneasily, reaching out a clawed hand to caress the femme’s chin lightly. “Why Don’t You Keep Yourself Out Of Trouble For A While. Here.” Removes his cloak, revealing his leather outfit. Hand reaches to the back pocket of his pants, withdrawing a wallet. Thumbs threw a few bills, drawing out a few $100 bills and shoving them in her hand. “Quit Stealing Things. It’s Just Causing Everybody To Go On Rampage With You, Understand? Good. Now I’m Going, Behave Yourself.” Smirks, leaning forth to nip her cheek gently before standing, throwing his cloak back over his shoulders, and moves out of view.
Dohati sighs, watching as Viguro slinks off and looks down to her daughter. “Well, Nova, Seems We Managed To Weasel Out Of That One. Good Thing Those Mean Old Men Didn’t Meet Viguro, Daddy Would’ve Slaughtered Them.” Laughs softly as Nova babbles and stands, leaving her hood lowered, and slips out of the alleyway, hoping she didn’t run into anyone who had the intentions of hurting her…she couldn’t take much more of the injures, she suffered enough. Glances down at her nearly twisted ankle and her scratched and bruised legs.
Name: Dohati
Nickname: Hati
Gender: Female
Age: 19 Years
What I Am: Vampire/Demon
Hair coloration: Deep Midnight Blue; Hip Length
Eye coloration: Pale Blue to almost colorless
Personality: Hati is usually cold hearted and cares for nothing…but, on occasion has the exception of being kind and giving. Has trouble trusting those outside her own-kind.
Other info: Hati has an unique ability. She can cry blood, making her eyes go solid red with no pupils. She does this to try and scare of intruders or when she feels threatened. If necessary, she will take herself to the limits, transforming into her demon form. In demon form her eyes are solid red with golden cat-like pupils, her nails becoming elongated along with her fangs, and she can transform into nearly any shape at will.
Name: Viguro
Nickname: Has No Nickname & Doesn’t Want One Either
Gender: Male
Age: 20 Years
What I Am: Vampire/??
Hair coloration: Black With White Highlights; Shoulder Length
Eye coloration: Blood Red
Personality: #1, Viguro is OVERLY PROTECTIVE of Hati & Nova, so my suggestion is to keep your distance. Never lets his emotions to the fore while he is around others, but expresses them freely around Hati and Nora. Is skilled at thievery and will not hesitate to steal anything; whether dared to steal it, or if it is a request by Hati, or if he just steals it out of boredom. Coldhearted and merciless, but on the inside, he is like a lamb, gentle as gentle can be and very giving.
Other info: Viguro is not a full-blooded vamp, instead his heritage is unknown. He was once told his blood was indeed mixed, and his mixed blood marks him deeply, allowing him access to some odd powers at times when he least expects it. He finds no limits to his powers, so if you fuck with him, don’t be surprised if he doesn’t stomp your ass to the ground.
Name: Nova
Nickname: Nova
Gender: Female
Age: 1 Year
Hair coloration: Deep Midnight Blue With White Highlights; Reaches ½ Inch Past Ears
Eye coloration: Dark Blue
Personality: As Of Now, All Anyone Knows Is She Is Very Demanding And Dependent On Her Mother For Protection
Other info: Nova Posses Some Of Her Father’s Powers, And Her Parents Know It Due To A Little Accident That Left Viguro Bedridden For Nearly A Month. No Other Info Is Known As Of Now.
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