dabombjk

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darius did a firty fighting tactix because he knew it would work, which it did. Jamie took it too far, but taunting him outside of battle. but dont worry i plan in future post to write in a way thats easier for u to write jamie

also @ashevelendar would it be possible if by tommorow we arent up and moving for darius and possibly jamie to start scouting ahead of the rest of group? we could bring ur character too

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Darius Montgomery

My Hider

Darius walked slowly, walking back to his original spot, then sat down. He had been gone all night, and had several cuts and bruises on his arms and chest. One or two cuts on his cheeks as well. When he sat down he pulled out his pouch and began applying a light green paste over his cuts. Then he pulled out a small white pad and some tape, then taped on the white pads where he had applied the paste. He gave no explanation to what he was doing, where he had been, and why he did anything. He put all of his gear back on, and checked himself. All of his weapons were hidden in their usual spots, he had his dagger, his quiver and bow, and all of his other supplies. Darius eyed the prize a few of his comrades obtained and met Elyra's gaze at one point. Her hate had not shrunk but swelled three times the size by the look of it. He passed his gaze over Jamie, to whom he had nothing to say. He already apologized, somewhat not really but im his own way he had let her know in his own way. He still believed it was her fault, and he still intended to kill her once the mission was complete. That is if they all survived the end.

Darius stood up, and looked over everyone. He then looked over himself. He decided he needed to bathe. He walked past everyone, knowing if they left he would be able to track them. He walked over to the river, then took off all his clothes. He walked into the river, until he was waist deep, then began to clean himself. His bandages were wet, but did not seem to be ruined.

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Blood Compact No More-CLOSED-3 months

Grant Holiday

Appearance

Grant walked inside with Jean, keeping his gaze straight but his senses open. He did not know if he was being led into a trap or not, and while it seemed like these people were of the trust worthy nature, he took no chances. He did not live through everything he did without being slightly paranoid. Jean led him to Sasha's room, and he stood there as Sasha greeted him.

''Good evening mister Holiday, I am Sasha O'Neill. You wished to speak with me about something''

Grant looked at the women and was slightly suprised to find her in her current state. Things must have happened recently that he had no knowledge of. He looked over at the man sitting next to her, and he tensed slightly. Even from here he could this man was not one to mess with. Grant had prepared no traps in advance in this room or building, and could leave none as he walked through the building, so if they were to fight right now he had no doubt he would lose. The man may be trying to seem asleep, but he knew the position well. He had used it himself many times over. If this man if he determined he was a threat he would pounce on him before he realized it and tore out his throat. Grant could smell the vampiric disease within the man. All Grant had on him was some wire, and dead mans blood in a syringe. He could kill him if he was able to hit him with the blood, but that wa sa very very big if.

Grant shook his ever so slightly and focused on Sasha. "Good to meet you Miss O'Neill. My name is Grant Holiday and I come to you with an urgent request. It seems that in your travels and findings you have stumbled upon an ancient vampire. She is......precious to the vampire known as Vladimir Dracula, my former master. Her name is Angelica Neal, and she is part of the key to killing Dracula. Which is why Dracula, before I left his servitude, ordered me to kill you Miss Sasha."

He could feel every muscle in everyones body in the room tense and the bloodlust was kicked up ten notches. Grant sighed and held up his hands.

"No it is not my intention to harm you, or even attempt it. My true master only wishes for me to retrieve the information."

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Blood Compact No More-CLOSED-3 months

@dabombjk I had written so far in advance that you and Jean had already arrived at the hoslital and had entered Sasha's room. I am stuck because sasha is waiting for you to start talking. I thought maybe you have had over it XD

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ah my bad. i didnt see that last part. i will soon have a post up

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yay everyone dies

The Walking Dead-From the beginning -Closed

Kyle Hishamie

and

Sasha

Appearance

Kyle sat in the back of the silver impala, taling apart and putting back together his nine millimeter. He heard what Nikki said, and told his driver to pass in front of the others, They drove a ways longer, not seeing any place decent to call home. They were in Texas by now, and Kyle was getting bored. Nikki was with matt, and everyone else was doing their own thing while driving.

Kyle watched out his window when he noticed not too far away up ahead there was a crowd of walkers following a women, who barely seemed to care. She stayed out of their reach and killed any that got too close, but over all just seemed..........indifferent.

"Guys we have a survivor up ahead, I will stop and help them out real quick then we can keep moving. You guys can stay back, no point in everyone getting worked up."

Kyle and his crew stopped a little bit away from the crowd of walkers, and when they got out of the car they had their melee weapons out.

Sasha wondered if the walkers following her were ones that were insulted that she had survived the destruction of the community. Certainly some of them were from there. She just trudged along, continuing to avoid getting bitten, but not really caring. She heard the approaching sound of a car, but didn't particularly car. She didn't look up, just kept putting one foot in front of the other, killing a walker as it drew too close. But at the sound of car doors opening, Sasha had to look up.

She seemed surprised that the people had stopped and even more surprised that they were helping her. They had weapons. And more then the hand gun she held. She blinked, realised she had stopped, and turned around to kill two walkers that had seen her stop.

Sasha was already battered and bruised, and would soon only have her knife as a weapon. She stumbled back, away from the crowd of walkers.

Kyle and his group of three ran forward, charging the walkers in a formation. They hacked and slashed, and killed multiple walkers before bad things started to happen. One of Kyles men got bit from behind, startling them all. This gave the walkers all the opportunity they needed. They were able to pounce on Kyles men one by one, Kyle killing the last walker as it bit his third friend. As his friend stood there, expressionless, Kyle took out his hand gun and shot him in the head, As the dead man crumpled to the ground Kyle turned to Sasha.

He waved at her, and motioned to her to come over to him. "Hey! We should be clear for the moment! Come on over!"

Sasha stood there, dazed. Three men had just died. For her. And she wasn't worth it. She blinked blearily as the last man yelled at her to go over. She stood there a moment, wondering if she'd just be doing the world a favour if she just died right there.

But she looked at the dead, and she knew she couldn't, not when three strangers had just given their lives for her. She heaved a sigh, going over to the last man. "I...Thank you" Her voice was raw, her throat dry.

Kyle could see she was in a bad place, and he sighed. He grabbed her hand and walked her to his car. He rummaged through the back and found a water bottle and bag of crackers in one of his deceased friends bags. He offered them to Sasha.

"Here eat and drink this, it will help. My name is Kyle Hishamie, and me and my friends are looking for a new place to set up shop. Are you ok?"

Sasha watched as the man gathered some things, giving them to her. On reflex, she took them, staring down at them. She looked back up as he as if she was okay. "No. No I'm not. But I haven't been bit, if thats what you mean. I'm...I'm Sasha. I wouldn't go that way. There's a large herd. And the only safe place was overrun" She opened the bottle of water, drinking from it, slowly even though she wanted to guzzle it. She handed the crackers back, knowing she had her own food, and not wanting to take anymore then what Kyle had already given her.

Kyle smiled. He took back the food and tossed them in his vehicle.

"Ok so if you dont mind I have a few questions. How many walkers have you killed? It is.....quite obvious you arent in the best of states, and from your knowledge of where the walkers are..........I am sorry for what im thinking happened, happened."

Sasha gave a sigh, looking away. She could say it didn't matter. She could say she hadn't lost anyone, but she knew she'd be lying, and she knew she must look a horror. "Until two days ago, I'd killed seven. Now? You can follow the bodies if you really want to know" She said softly, looking back to Kyle. She knew he was being kind. But it was...hard. "We had a community...we lost people making it, but it was safe...and then the herd came. I...everyone's gone. Why would I survive, when they all didn't?" It was a question no one could answer, and she looked down, at the water in her hands.

Kyle nodded sympathetically and put put his hand on her arm.

[color=004b80]"I get it, our group just faced its fair share of tragedies. Long story short, the school we were staying at exploded. My next question is this and I need you to be one hundred percent honest ok. Have you killed anyone? I dont mean walkers I mean actual real people."

Kyle immitated a gun shot at his head.

"My last question is if you have killed anyone, how many people have you killed?"

Sasha flinched, as if she had been slapped. She closed her eyes, and whispered "Yes" She swallowed around a lump that had formed in her throat, "One. I didn't have the tools to save them...a...a bite doesn't always have to be fatal, if its on the hands, arms, legs and feet...You can...you can chop it off...but my supplies were all gone...I couldn't save them. I didn't have a big enough knife...I shot them. I killed them, because how could I leave them like that? And now I let three more die for me. Why are you being kind to me? Your friends are dead because of me"

Kyle looked over at the bodies of his three friends and realized she was somewhat correct. They all died, and he felt nothing. Hell his last friend was bit and he just straight up shot him in the head without hesitation. Kyle looked back at Sasha and put his hands behind his head.

"Hmph......Dont flatter yourself Sasha. We are all dying left and right and I guess I am just numb to it right now. But it isnt your fault. They were my friends and I will miss them but we werent that close. And I am sure if your friends were alive they would say dont blame yourself."

Kyle looked back at Nikki's vehicle and for a moment his gaze softened. He then looked back at Sasha.

"Ok so how about this. You should come with us. We need to stick together, us surviviors."

Sasha didn't even want to think as death as just something that happened. As being numb to it. She didn't want to turn cold. "You can't be numb to death, Kyle. Being so...it makes surviving not worth it. I lost a whole community. Some of them are right then, dead. They deserve more then i can give them. They deserve to be buried. They deserve to have lived.

Death ...death is not something that shouldn't affect you. No matter if its the tenth death you have suffered in ten days.

Otherwise...you're already the walking dead." She followed his gaze to the other vehicles. How many people were in there? Not many, unless they were packed in like sardines. Perhaps across all of them...15 maybe. She looked back to Kyle. "As a specieis, we do have to have hope. But...I can't stop blaming myself. You didn't have to stop. They could be alive. One person for three? Even with me, you still are two less then you were..". She gave a soft sigh, but nodded. How could she not go with them? "I'll come"

Kyle sighed as she spoke, hoping that she wouldnt be down like this the entire time. He radioed Nikki.

"Babe, we have a new person joining us. Her name is Sasha. And.....we lost the three guys I was with. We can have a ceremony later."

Kyle motioned for Sasha to get in, and as she got in the passenger side, he got into the drivers seat. He started up his impala and continued to drive, with the rest of his group following behind him.

It was a few miutes before he spoke again. "Sasha,,, I recently lost my unborn child, and my wife is pregnant again. I wasnt able to kill the man responcible for her being kidnapping and losing the baby, and I killed the man who killed someone who was very dear to all of us. She was great, always smiling and full of life. And I killed her killer.......brutually. Then my school got hit by an earthquake and ended up going up in flames and over run with walkers, who killed even more of my friends. And before all this," Kyle said waving a hand around, "I was a soldier in the army. Ive seen plenty of death and let me tell you, being numb to it is the way to go. Dont let yourself get caught in an emotional uproar."

Sasha listened as Kyle spoke, looking out the window. He seemed to be trying to justify not letting it all get to him. She waited until he had finished speaking, before she spoke. "It's been two Days, Kyle. Two days since I lost fifty people. Two days since I lost my parents, my-for all intense and purposes, fiance. Before that? It must have been months before we lost any.

I've seen death. I was a nurse, before all this, and training to be a doctor. Death is natural. But each and everytime I watched someone die...you can't not feel it, or you aren't...you aren't human. There's a reason why we have emotions.

You may have lost people. And you may think you are protecting yourself by not feeling their deaths. But you aren't. Eventually, you will crack. You will lose it. ANd where will that leave your wife and unborn child? Where would that leave all the people in the vehicles?.

In this world, it can't just be about surviving. Or how are we any different then the dead? Feelings...they remind us what we are fighting for. We are fighting for anger, happiness, joy, fear, pain,, and most of all for love. You have so much, to be human for. A wife. A child on the way. People who look to you. Don't lose them by not feeling grief. By not being thankful you are still here, they are still here.

I can wish I died with my people. I can wonder why I survived. I can think its some cruel joke, but I'm still here. And their deaths will way on me. Because that's what grief does. It lets you know you are still alive. And that you have lost people. It helps keep them...immortal, by remembering them, by being saddened by their death. Otherwise what are you? Something that eats, that survives. No different to the walking dead"

Her gaze never left the view the window gave her, and she let out a breath as she finished talking, knowing it wasn't her job to try and convince him. Knowing that she hadn't had it as bad as others, until now.

Kyle scoffed at Sasha.

"Hate to break it to you sister but its a walking dead world we are living in. The dead dont care who or what they eat, they dont have feelings, they dont even think. Maybe they are winning because of this. So yea maybe its only been two days for you, but you dont get to be sad and mopey. We have a guy in the truck, brother to my wife in fact, who lost his wife with the school leaving him a single father now. He is being all mopey and sad, and something bad will happen to him because of it unless I stop it or he pulls himself together."

Kyle shifted in his seat.

"When my wife lost our first son, I was devastated and I blamed myself, but I didnt fall apart. I took action, I got my revenge as much as I could, and I took charge. I have all my screws and marbles in a lead freakin box, and it wont crack. Not untill I die, or if im lucky enough to grow. But at either of those times it will be too late for me to affect anything. So im not worried."

Kyle swirved slightly, dodging a few walkers.

"And so what if I died sooner than later? That group of people behind us, they survived long enough without me and they will either survive or die based on the merits they have. But I do have a question, why do you wanna immortalize the people you lost? That is just torturing yourself and in my opinion it is what will get you killed."

Kyle paused and smiled slightly at what he saw. He radioed Nikki and everyone else.

"Breaker breaker this is Sexy Man.....ummm 46? Whatever my new call sign is now Angel Lover. Love you baby," Kyle said making a kissing noise, "Anyways serious time, I spot a farm up ahead. I am taking us to there now. Looks like there are a few walkers in the fields but not at the actual farm building itself."

Kyle drove up and parked in front of the farm house.

Sasha shook her head, giving a sigh. "You're wrong. I'm allowed to be "Mopey and sad" and you have no right to say I can't. It didn't stop be living,now did it? I may have thought several times that it might be better to let that group run me down and tear me apart, but I didn't.

Do you seriously want your child to think its okay to have people die and not care? That's the makings of a psychopath there. If you don't care about yourself, care about them. Because a kid learns alot from their parents. And if they don't learn that death is something that is sad, were going to have a whole world of people that will kill without a moments hesitation.

You think the walkers are winning? They only win when people stop trying. You may think hardening yourself is good. You may think that it will keep you alive. But it won't.

As for the guy in the one of the other cars? How would you feel if you lost your wife? You said you were devesated when she was kidnapped. He's allowed to feel like that, but I bet when he held his child, he acted and kept them safe. I bet if one of those walkers somehow got into that vehicle, he'd do what needs to be done. Because thats how humans are. Our feelings give us the strength to do what needs to be done, and making yourself hard? That makes you brittle. One day Kyle, if you don't let yourself feel, one day you'll break. Do you want that to be when you are protecting your child?

Think about that"

As they parked, Sasha got out, effectively putting an end to any further discussion on that, and she started towards the walkers, leaving Kyle to check out the farm house or whoever else wanted to have that task. She tucked her gun into her pants, and took out her knife, walking towards the closest. She might want to simply lay down and cry, but there were things that had to be done. She could cry when the walkers were dealt with.

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Darius Montgomery

and

Jamie

My Hider

Darius looked over at Elyra, then at the others in their group. He looked back at Jamie and shrugged.

"I am not too worried about it. If they want to leave they can, we could track them down after the fight. It is not like they could go very far, or lose us."

Darius took a few steps away from the group, and away from Jamie. He stood with his back to her. When he spoke, he spoke loud enough for Jamie to hear him.

"Ready whenever you are."

Jamie nodded, she supposed that that was true, so moving away from the others, she waited, watching. "oh, I'm ready"

She moved at his words, darting forwards, yet it was merely a testing move, to see what Darius would do, her eyes watching for any small move that would indicate what he was about to do.

Darius closed his eyes, and breathed deeply. He centered himself, and felt the winds of nature brush past him. He focused on what he could hear rather than see, seeing how he has his eyes closed, and heard the rustle of Jamie moving at him. She was fast, he had to give her that. When she was close enough, he allowed her a second to attack. To his suprise she didnt. Darius knew she was testing him. Thats ok. Darius knew she was fast now, so his turn. Darius jumped, backflipping and landing on his feet a few feet away from Jamie.

Jamie dashed to the side at Darius's movements, and seeing that he seemed to be listening, she frowned, knowing she couldn't stop the slight move her shoes made. giving a shrug, she began to move again. She wasn't really giving away anything, she had already said she was fast.

This time, when Jamie got close, she dashed to one side, ready to jump towards Darius if he sought to move again.

"You have to attack eventually."

Darius side stepped Jamie, grabbed her wrists and was going to sweep her legs to send her to the ground.

"Oh, I know:"

As soon as Darius grabbed her, Jamie jumped, using Darius as a spring board, so he wouldn't plant on her on her ass, twisting to try and break his grip, she brought a knee up, trying to hurt him just enough to break free.

Darius took knee hit, and he released his grip on her. While he did take the hit, it did not faze him, and quickly and silently he threw a jab to her stomach, and a threw a punch towards her throat. After he did, he would backflip away a few feet.

Jamie leaped back, but she wasn't quick enough to avoid the blow to her stomach. She manged to block the blow to her throat, simply because she stumbled back, She drew in a slow breath, letting it out. She kicked off her shoes, and began to run again, leaping up at the last moment to try and leap around Darius, and get behind him.

Darius listened to the wind, and found without her shoes she was actually very silent. She was quick, silent, and agile. After all of this was over he may have found his new apprentice. Darius kept his eyes closed, but through years of experience he formulated what she might do. He did not move, and since she was mostly silent now whatever actions proceeded this would be instinct. He had a gut feeling she would try to get behind him. But he did nothing.

Jamie very nearly continued with what she was going to do, but something made her stop. At the last second, Jamie instead stopped, and putting all her force behind a blow, jabbing at his side.

Darius nearly was hit by the jab, but at the last second and inhuman reflexes he caught her wrist. He could not deny the entire attack though, and he felt the force behind it. He flinched, and opened his eyes, looking into Jamies eyes.

He smiled. [color=004b80]"Not bad. Not bad at all. What would you say if I said I was looking for someone I could pass my teachings too?"

Darius spun, flipping Jamie and making her land on her back. Darius threw a punch, but kept it from landing. He kept his fist inches away from Jamies face.

Jamie wasn't surprised when he could block her blow, and when he flipped her, she had the wind knocked out of her for a moment. She closed her eyes, drawing in a breath slowly so she didn't look like a fish out of water.

She felt the wind frm the blow, could imagine him pulling back.

"I'd say" She said, and quick as the flash of a quails wing, she brought her feet up, to use as leverage in pushing Dairus back, rolling away and up, "That that is interesting" She smiled, and she rubbed her stomach, sore from the earlier blow "Jeez, you hit hard"

Darius smiled genuinley, a rare sight from him, and took a few more steps back. [color=004b80]"Believe it or not I was holding back. I did not aim, or go for any vitals. You are quite skilled though. Not that I was aiming to kill you, but no one has ever faced me and lived. You took my hits well. Now for the next part."

Darius crossed his arms then just as quickly unfolded them and let them hang in front of his chest. In between each knuckle was a black throwing knife.

"Lets see how you handle these."

Darius threw one from each hand at Jamie, as a test.

Jamie dropped to the ground, rolling away, and darting up, she quickly looked about, and dashed to where the knives had landed, scooping them both up, she weilded them, waiting to see if Dairus would throw move, and ready to deflect them, watching with slightly narrowed eyes.

Darius sighed. "Lesson one, learn to be proactive. When faced with a superior enemy, its best to be as offensive as possible. Do not react more than acting. This is because if your enemy is faster, stronger, or better in however you are fighting a strong defense is not going to win you the fightm only tire you out,"

Darius threw 3 more knifes, and with the last one he threw it in a way that would make it curve slightly.

Jamie merely smirked, and as Darius threw the last knife, she threw one of hers. She quickly blocked first one knife, and then another, dodging the third, and leaping back a few steps to avoid the last, and then dashed forward, but instead of getting in close, Jamie used it as a diversionary tactic, scooping up another knife, she threw one, darting first to the side and then back towards Dairus.

Darius used a single finger to slightly re direct the thrown knife when it came close, and it flew past him. The second knife was slightly trickier. He had expected her to dash in and try to attack him that way, so the knife was unexpected. Darius side stepped and crouched lower to the ground, turning his head to see Jamie darting towards him.

Jamie took a chance, and she leaped the last little bit. She may have put a bit more power into her leap then she thought, and instead ended up crashing into him. She rolled away, unable to help the laugh that escaped her, and up, bringing the dagger up, towards Dairus, but stopping before it could land.

Darius returned her laugh, Jamie being infectious. He leaned forward until the knife was brought to his neck, slightly causing a small amount of bleeding from a cut being formed. His face was inches away from Jamies, and he smiled as he leaned forward and pecked her lips against his. In her confusion, he was able to take out and arrow from the quiver on the back side of his belt, he thre the arrow a few feet behind her, letting it get stuck in the ground. He then threw a jab at her side and chest.

Jamie was indeed confused. Why on earth had he done that? Was it merely to distract her? If so, it was indeed distracting her. But at his movements, instinct taking over. She brought up the knife to deflect the jabs, earning a slice over the back of her hand, then she darted forward, seeking to close the distance once more, stopping her knife once more. "That was sneaky"

Darius held up two fingers, throwing them up and hitting the underside of her knife and sending it flying. He formed the same two finger up fist with his other hand, and he punced on her, trying to strike a few vitals on her that would lower her speed and movement.

"Lesson Two, be prepared for the unexpected. To be prepared though is something you will need years of battle experience for. I am still in my twenties, yet I have been doing what I have doing doing my entire life."

Darius looked Jamie in the eyes. "Could have done much more to suprise you."

"So have I" Jamie said with a bit of anger, "I just never thought to be kissed in battle" She didn't allow the pain she felt from his blows show, instead Jamie shifted. If all was fair in this..."Still, I suppose battle is a good way to get...fired up" Her look suggested she knew the under lying meaning in that, as she reached up "Well, we're both bleeding now" She gently wiped the blood from his neck, "And we could keep at this all day, But we must go sometime." She gave him a smile. She then flopped back, letting herself breath heavily as if exhausted, she could, after all, play a damsel when it suited her, but quick as a flash, she snatched up the arrow he had thrown behind her, and was up once again, gripping the shaft of the arrow as she brought it up, aiming for his neck, and stopping once again before it could land.

Darius calmed himself and closed hsi eyes. He had been excited by this fight, and he had enjoyed himself more than he usually did but this fight was over. He felt the force of his arrow, but he stood still.

"Lesson three, do not use the enemies equipment against your enemy unless you have no choice. Reason being," He said as the arrow in Jamies hand broke in half and splintered her hand," Is because a few of my arrows have been laced with a special chemical agent I concocted that breaks the arrow apart and can cause slight paralysis in the person if it seeps in your skin, such as it is now with the coated wood pieces stuck in your hand."

Darius lowered her hand and put another hand to her cheek.

"You fought well. I cheat."

Jamie cursed, knowing the battle was over, but she thought it hadn't gone too badly. She glanced down at her hand, frowning, before looking back up. Without a hint on what she was going to do, She kissed him, more then the simply peak he had given her, before rising.

"You shouldn't underestimate me, Darius. I used all your own weapons against you, after all. And You might just learn as much from me as I do you" She glanced back at him, giving him a quick grin and a wink, before walking off so she could remove the splinters, and deal with the wound to her hand.

Darius blinked a few times, unsure of how to react. It was a good thing he could have a neutral face on, and that he was not facing the group. He was actually flustered, him, the infamous Shadow that has toppled infamous organizations, governments, and monsters that gave your nightmares nightmares. Darius cursed himself for underestimating her, she had seemed the innocent sort. That was just playing dirty. He looked himself over and retrieved his equipment. He had a small cut on his neck and some minor bruises but they would both be healed in a few hours and did not restrict him. Darius turned to the rest of the group nodded at them, signifying he was ready.

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Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

Kyle Grayson

appearance

Kyle smiled and watched as Kalinda slightly swayed on her feet, but she was able to stand so that was a positive.

"I would love to see Grandpa, but I am slightly worried about you. Your right lets get you some food."

Kyle walked away, then walked back to Kalinda.

"Ok two things. Sorry almost forgot you, and I dont know where else we can go to get more food besides the cafeteria. I am thinking I should let you navigate us to food and coffee, then to Grandpas office."

Kyle held out his hand and slightly bowed at Kalinda, very theatric like.

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Blood Compact No More-CLOSED-3 months

Grant Holiday

Appearance

Grant smiled softly and stood, then walker over and right before he stepped inside the vehicle he spoke.

:So are you determined to call me "Kid" or are other names available? Such as Grant. Or Mr. Holiday. Either is more acceptable then Grant. Oh also here."

Grant pulled out of his pocket a small napkin and handed it to Jean.

"You have a small cut on the base of your neck. I would be careful I were you. Even a "Kid" can understand the world is filled with dangerous people."

Grant smiled at this, for he was the one who cut him. He had done it when Jean was talking into his earpiece. Grant had wanted to test the vampire, and he was sure he would have blocked it. It was not a serious or deep cut, in any way shape or form. There was nothing deadly or poisonous about it, Grant had simply used his vampiric speed to use his fingers to snap, hitting a small piece of glass he had strategicaly placed on the table before hand. The small shard was sent flying, ever so slightly cutting Jean on the base of his neck as it was sent flying. He had done it so slightly, and so quickly he did not blame him for not noticing. But this confirmed it. He could outwit Jean if necessary, although in a straight fight he was sure he would lose. While he did not intend to hurt him, he had expected a worse cut. That did not bode well. Grant sat in the car patiently.

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Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

Kyle Hishamie

Kyles head suddenly pounded, and for a quick second he could not breathe. He felt as if he was trapped in an enclosing space. Kyle freaked out, grabbing his head, tugging and pulling his hair. His eyes went wide, and he felt like they were going to pop out of his head. As soon as this started happening, all of these feelings dissapeared and Kyle was snapped back to reality. He had not truly changed moved or grabbed himself as he thought he had, it was all in his head. He looked around, and saw he was standing up.

"Well that was fucking weird,"Kyle whispered to himself.

Kyle looked at Ease, and he simply smiled wildly. He now officially hated this guy, who the fuck did he think he was? Telling him off like that when he himself did the same thing he was about to do. He had wanted to test his return alive process, and he had fucking interrupted. Kyle nearly smacked himself in the head, thats what happened! He was going to jump into the fight and try to die, when this stupid mother fucker decided he was gonna jump in and push him back instead.

Kyle watched the fight Vesta was in for a few seconds when he heard what Blanc said. He had enough of this. He was a nice guy, a funny guy, yes an annoying one but this world was just about the most annoying thing ever. Kyle walked over to Blanc and slightly knelt so they were on the same height level. He whispered as he spoke, as so no one else could hear.

"Ok so I get the fact that you dont know me very well, and my actions seem foolish to you, but try to understand I see more and understand more than you would think. Can we please stop with the you hating me shtick, I understand that i dragged you into this so let me say this one more and final time."

Kyle looked Blanc in the eyes.

"Blanc I am sorry I dragged you into this. I am sorry I made you lose your.....um Appas I think they were called. i will make it up to you. But I would like for us to be friends."

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