Flightless_Soul

Eastwood High IC {Jump in High School Drama}

@Luna Amore

XD Small town girl in a big city, right! Thanks! ^_^ Looks like Madison's making alot more enemies now, plus I love Nat! She's so cute!

The Party

@Luna Amore@Olira

Mei looked down at the girl, a soft giggle escaping her lips as she stood from the bar giving a light stretch, "Honey, you're not a prisoner here, remember? You don't have to ask. I was going to send you or the others to fetch Nero anyways, seeing how it's already late and I need to get this meeting underway. Would you be a dear, Celeste, and grab him for me?" Of course, Mei could care less about the meeting. In all honesty, it was just gonna be another eulogy delivered on behalf of another fallen brother. What she wanted to know is what Nero was up to, but rather than go herself and....

Actually, maybe she should... She was getting tired of walking on eggshells around him, ever since.... well, more than vampires had been lost to this pitiful war.

"On second thought, I'll come with you." She said in short. "It's getting kinda stuffy in here, plus I need to talk to Nero. He's been...very ancy lately, and I want to know why."

@Olira

Perhaps there was more to Hilda than did meet the eyes of the vampires. Perhaps something had been foreseen by her that Nero nor Marcus, not even Mei could see coming.

The sound was but a distant rumble, but ever slowly it grew. Louder and louder it grew in decibel, the faint chopping of air, like the beating hooves of a thousand horses charging across the plains.

Nero froze and looked to the sky. They were far...but coming fast upon them. He set the gun down and looked at Mark still flirting with Hilda, the grim look in his eyes betraying his innermost fear.

"Yo Mark, you made sure you weren't tailed right?"

"Yeah dawg. Why?" Marcus answered, a wrinkling of his forehead. He too heard the sound. "Shit!" Immediately he jumped up, racing to grab the shotgun in the front seat of his hummer. "Bet those soldiers put some kinda tracking shit in the crates!"

"And you led those fuckers right to us!" Nero growled cocking the bolt on a rifle. "Hey blondie!" Quickly he hollered over at Hilda. The sound...it was deafening now. "You help us ice these fuckers, maybe I'll consider your deal!"

They dove behind the cars...waiting for the onslaught to begin.



Hunter Two-One, this is Two-One Actual. Package has been located, break.
Moving to recover stolen shipment, over.

Copy Two-One Actual. Thermal is showing twenty plus bad guys, break. Looks like we got a pow-wow down there. Stay frosty, over.

Copy, Hunter Two-One, over.

All Hunters, this is Overlord. Be advised, all targets in the area are to be considered hostile. Terminate with extreme prejudice, repeat, terminate with extreme prejudice. Overlord out.

Eastwood High IC {Jump in High School Drama}

@Luna Amore

The cowgirl went nearly a hundred shades of red seeing what she saw in the hallway. Maybe it was just the fact she was raised in a strict, southern home that she had a little more courtesy as a young lady, or...maybe it was also the fact despite having quite a few friends back in Texas, she never really had that kind of a serious relationship. Nevertheless, she ducked her head behind her cowboy hat, muttering with a sour look to Nat, "Dad gum!
That girl ain't got no shame at all! If that was me suckin' face in public, my mama would tan my hide!"

She was thankful that skater chick however came along and broke it up. Things looked like they were about to get Rated M for Mature.

Helena held her skateboard under her arm, giving both Jason and Madison a dirty look. In particular, her famous "I'm gonna kick your ass" look was aimed right at Jason. She scoffed at Madison, "Whatever succubus. Just here to tell your boytoy he owes me the the tree fiddy for his happy pills, and if I don't get it by today, I'm breaking both his fucking kneecaps. We chill?" She waited with an expectant look.

Harley's brow furrowed watching the scene. This new girl, she sounded rough as a cob. "Damn, I wouldn't wanna mess with her, I reckon. Looks like she probably collects her victims' skulls in her bedroom."

Eastwood High IC {Jump in High School Drama}

@Luna Amore

"Heh! I reckon I could, amiga!" Harley replied with a teasing grin, wrapping her arm around Natalia's and following her out the door.



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Meanwhile, a pissed off, redheaded punk looking girl skated...yes...skated down the hall on her skateboard, earbuds in her ears blasting loudly and a grungy white T-shirt under a leathet jacket that said in bold black, 'I DON'T LIKE MONDAYS' Her clothes smelled like alcohol and stale cigarettes and the look on her face said if you fucked with her, she would knock your teeth down your throat.

Helena Sheppard arrived late to school yet again thanks to another hangover, but last night's gig at the House of Pain was so badass, a hangover was worth it. She continued skating along, not caring one bit if she knocked anyone over, especially one cunt in particular, but she had to refrain from doing so.

Popping her board up into her hand, she scowled at the pink haired bitch, then laughed singing a well known taunt, "Maddy and Jasey sitting in a tree! F-u-c-k-i-n-g! Please, you two need to get a fucking room if you're gonna do that shit!"

The Party

@Olira

Damn, Nero thought, this broad was something else. He kept quiet for the time being, merely taking a few drags off his cig here and there and flicking ashes. He was considering his options at this point, but to him, they were more or less limited.

In the old days, the Erzebet Coven was one of the most powerful, the most ruthless of vampire covens to rule the city. They may not have been purebloods like the Malkavians, but they held everyone and everything in the palm of their hands. They had cops, public officials, drug cartel bosses, even the damn mayor in their back pocket. Nothing happened in the city without their sayso, and nobody dared to lift a finger against them.

But when their war with the Malkavians started, and a vast majority of their brethren were butchered.... that's when the golden days ended for them.

Nero, he longed for those days again...and would do anything to make it happen.

But before he could speak, there was a blinding flash of light permeating the thick, dark mist of the piney forest. A souped up 4x4 humvee pulled into view, blasting a heavy dose of old school hip hop.

m.youtube.com/watch?v=FxHWPSchkiA



Nero grinned as the large, muscular black male with dreads climbed out, and he hopped up, giving the man what was pretty much a bro-hug.



"Big Mark! Now we can get the party started!"

"Nero, my man!" Marcus let ou a hearty laugh. "What up, G? Heard some shit went down at the party tonight! Fuckin' Hunters tried to ice you and the boss! You alright?"

"Fuck, I've been through worse." Nero snickered. "So d'you get the shit I called you about?"

Marcus nodded, "Yeah man, but I gotta ask dude, Mei know about this?" He looked at Nero worried.

Nero shook his head, "Best she don't. She'll flip her shit if she finds out we got all this."

They were about to walk to the back of Mark's hummer, till Mark noticed a particulary attractive looking blonde lounging across Anton's car, or in Mark's way of saying, a fine ass bitch!

"Daaaamn Nero! Where'd you find this hot piece o' ass?"

Nero grimaced with a laugh, opening up the back door of the hummer,
"Trust me, Mark. That bitch ain't mine." It looked like Big Mark delivered, as always. In the back were four metal crates, marked with military insignia. Nero cracked one open, throwing back the lid. The sight...it brought a smile to his face unlike anything.



Hunter-grade assault rifles, complete with UV ammunition. Just what Nero needed, and there was enough to arm a militia. He smirked checking one of them out. Now those fucking Malkavians are gonna get theirs...tonight.

Meanwhile, Marcus swaggered up to the blonde, a flirtatious grin he was giving as he let out a catcall of a whistle. "Mmm mmm~! Damn, you one fine lookin' girl, baby! What your name?"

@Luna Amore

Mei took another sip of her drink and set it aside for now. It was time to begin their little meeting since she was aware by now Mark would have arrived. She couldn't help but feel something was...amiss however. Nero hadn't returned from his impromptu smoke break for quite a while. She was beginning to think he had run off somewhere, perhaps on some errands she would not approve of. She looked at the time on her phone beside her on the bar. 2:35 AM.

"Ugh... Where is that bastard?" She mused with a sigh.

The City of the Dead - Post Apocalyptic Medieval Fantasy

@BespeckledCeph Either's cool with me. Seeing how this is freeform, there's really no need for them, but if y'all wanna make a Cs, thst's alright. ^^/

The Party

@Olira

Nero kept his gun aimed at her for a while, but slowly he let it return to its holster. His expression, once a grim facade of anger and murderous intent...softened somewhat. He sighed, yet his voice still carried his grit.

"Alright...you got me. You wanna know how I feel about running...like a fucking coward, that's how. There was a time, long ago, when the Erzebet Coven was feared. We ruled this fucking city! We had it all...till the fucking Malkavians started muscling in on our turf. Then the Hunters decided to go all Call of Duty on our asses, military training, technology... Heh, didn't know vampires were a threat to national security. So no, I hate running! Nero Castigione shouldn't have to run from anyone, but Mei....hate to say it, but she's gone soft. Hell, she even let a human waltz right into our home. Can you believe that shit?"

Nero...he couldn't believe he was doing this, but the woman...twas as if this strange bitch could see right through his cold, cold exterior. He slowly approached her, setting down beside her on the hood of the Impala. He pulled another cig from his jacket and lit it, taking a few puffs.

"So what is it you want?"

The Party

@Olira

(Double post! Apologies)

Nero stepped out of the cabin door with a cigarillo clenched between his lips, about to light it... until he felt a bizarre yet...strangely familiar presence looming about him.

He looked up, and...

"Aww shit..."

It was her, that freaky bitch and her walking tin cans, but how the hell did they get out here? And just how the hell did they find this place?

Nero snarled under his breath, flicking the cigarillo away and brandishing his custom gold Beretta, aiming it dead on Hilda lounging across Anton's car. Of course, he was outnumbered, so he wasn't gonna make a fool of himself. He sighed, thumbing back the safety.

"You sure have a bad habit of showing up where you ain't wanted, bitch. I thought I told you, I'm not interested in what it is you're offering.
Now get outta here, you and your boys. I ain't looking for no trouble tonight, but I guess you are, giving me that look." Indeed, a look of pure malice, that same devilish grin the woman seemed to perpetually wear.

The Party

@Luna Amore

Mei perked up a little at the tiny peck on her cheek. It was a cute gesture, and from quite the adorable beauty no doubt. Had she not been a creature of the living dead, her own cheeks would be blushing bright at this time. She flashed a genuine smile to the human girl then took a sip of her drink, a small giggle to punctuate, "My, and here I thought you would be scared out of your mind, honey. I mean, you did just get kidnapped by a vampire after all. I would be a little more eh...terrified, if I were you." Teasingly she grinned, a slight showing of her fangs. She leaned over to Celeste and decided to return the kiss on the cheek. "But you're more than welcome. Not all vampires are heartless, bloodsucking creatures...well...unlike those damn Malkavians, but that's another story for another time. I couldn't just let a sweet and innocent girl like you get hurt honestly."

Meanwhile, the two younglings watched curiously their leader, more or less, flirting with the human.

"Oooooh~ So that's why Mei brought her here, eh?" Anton chuckled. Petra elbowed him in the side, "Eww! Get your mind out of the gutter, perv! I think Mei just wanted to keep her safe for some reason. Eh...whatever that is." Timidly she bit her bottom lip.
"Heheh~ Awww yeah, I know what reason! Mei wants a little human pet she can play with! All night long~!" Anton gave a smarmy grin. Petra sighed gruffly. Seemed she was the more mature of the two. "Guh! You are so gross, Anton!"

Shortly after, Nero walked up to Mei.

"Yo, I'm gonna check outside for a bit, maybe have a smoke before we get down to business. You cool?"

"Sure, go ahead." Mei nodded, although she found it odd Nero was stepping outside to smoke, when obviously he could have lit one up in the lounge and she wouldn't care. Her brow crinkled slightly, but her worries...they seemed to vanish when she looked in the human's dazzling eyes.

Eastwood High IC {Jump in High School Drama}

@Luna Amore

m.youtube.com/watch?v=3UWIN_MI7Bw

"Aww darn." Harley frowned letting her hand slip away from Natalia's shoulder. Then she smiled. "Well hey, maybe I can go get it for you, you know, if you're still busy talking to Mr. Felton here."

Felton smiled in reply standing up from his desk and gathering his things into his leather tote bag, "No, no, Miss Whitfield, I do believe me and Miss Saint Claire have already covered all we need to know about tomorrow's assignment, unless there was something you needed to ask, Harley."

"Me?" Said Harley.

She was quiet for a minute or so, contemplating her decision she would make then and there. What if she did tell Mr. Felton about that shameless whore trying to get with him? What if she told Natalia about all the mean looks the pink haired girl was giving her? Finally, she gave an answer.

"Well... I reckon I do, Mr. Felton. You see, I've been having trouble lately trying to find inspiration for my work. I want to do good in this class, and at the same time, I don't want my photos to come off as amateur, you know. I want to take pictures that'll just wow everyone! Like yours!"

Mr. Felton looked at the cowgirl, giving a warm chuckle, "And do you think I took those when I was your age? I'll admit, these days for me, it is hard to find inspiration. I mean, I'm still trying to settle things here, and I bet seeing how you're not just in a new school, but a new state altogether, it must be a challenge for you to have to adapt to a new way of life." He spoke as if from experience and as though, well in fact, he was talking to both of them.

"The point is, girls, don't stress yourselves when you can't find either the time or the place for inspiration to hit you. Let your creative imaginations flow freely. I'm sure in time you will discover that creative spark within you and let it flourish, but until then, don't let one solitary thing be the entire focus of your life. A wise man once said that life is what happens when you are busy making other plans."

He grinned then picked up his bag from the desk. "Now if you two will excuse me, I'm gonna head home real quick and check on my wife. Take care, and remember, even though you may be amateurs today, just keep at it, and eventually, you'll wow the world with your masterpieces. You both have a gift for capturing the true beauty of the world through the lens. Anywho, I'll see you both tomorrow."

"Bye Mr. Felton! Oh and thanks for the advice!" Harley hollered back. She was wearing that famous smile of hers it seemed, the one she always adorned when she was super excited. She turned to Natalia, practically bouncing on her heels, "Man, Mr. Felton is such a cool teacher!"