[IC] Forgotten -~- A Reboot of the Vampire Roleplay

[Aces Away]

Taeyang looked over to Miss Avalai and nodded his head, taking a step back and ignoring the comment about him being adorable. It would do nothing to stir up trouble by complaining. Plus, it wasn't much of an insult to him; he would much prefer to look adorable than threatening. The day Miss Avalai sees him as threatening is the day his teeth are in her throat; in other words, never. He tilted his head at Helene as she spoke to Will. She was enjoying this a bit too much, considering Miss Avalai could have them all culled with one word to Lord Dracula.

[WilsonTurner]

William's eyes flicked from one person to the next, or from the people that he could see. He angled himself, feeling a pit open up in his stomach, like an inevitable doom. Either way, what does it matter? If he finds some reason to live for, he'll tread carefully. Right now, he doesn't. Everyone respects this one, the one that dismissed him so casually. Oh, he knew that he shouldn't have, but it's all said and done, and this one... all of these weren't right. They were old, broken from their immortality, or at least, were from his point of view. Helene and Avalai, he knew, they weren't human anymore. He was. A dead one, but he was human. They were... well, just vampires now. And then another thought crossed his mind- they're all killers. Every single one of them have killed many times. God knows how old they are- Taeyang might be older than the Korean war, Evelyn older than the Renaissance, Avalai older than the Hundred Years' War. No, to be close to the "big one," whom he was pretty sure was ol' Dracula himself, he doubted they'd be "young." She's ancient. He felt more like he stepped into the devil's lair, now. Well, shit. All of these people would bow down in a heartbeat to this one, and I just talked back to her. At least I'll go down on my own terms, I guess.

[ReaptheMusic]

Avalai turned, her skirts swishing gently at her feet, back towards the newbies.

Next thing anyone would see is her in front of Will.

Her pale hand would grip his wrist, connected to the hand still feeling the pepper spray in his pocket. She would use this grip to throw him to the ground and plants her [url=http://img5.lwhs.me/images/201308/goods_img/103810_P_1376482781816.jpg]long boot, accented with a stilletto heel[url] against his pale face. She presses down hard, threatening to break his jaw. She stares down at him, her golden eyes glowing with malice and pure, at this time indeterminate, unadulterated and undivided commanding evil.

"I am Avalai Ambre Merigue," Began the red woman, her voice echoeing throughout the manor with all the power she commanded. "And I am your new Queen."

[WilsonTurner]

'Course, William wasn't idle. He had already tensed up with her words- "get out of the way" sort of thing to the person standing between himself and the old-as-hell psychopathic murderer- or at least, he assumed- and had already begun edging both his hands out of his pockets to take defense or run.

So when she darted towards him, it was more reflex and surprise that made him stumble backwards, inadvertently dodging her pale hand. Landing on his back with an umph!, his pepper canister dropped from his hand, just out of his pocket.

So then he grabbed it, raised it up, and aimed it right at the elder vampire, more likely to start doing something to him... and sprayed the entirely modern-ish spice liquid seasoning stuff at her. He didn't care where it hit, since the smell alone made his eyes irritated and start watering immediately, his nose burning with enhanced senses that he most certainly did not have beforehand.