Kidd

Academy of the Arcane Artes [Reboot]

Alrighty, Jedly is apparently doing the thing right now. So anyone who hasn't posted an intro should probably do that. Though I suppose you could just kill two birds with one stone and handle both the departure and arrival in one post, but eh.

@Grey

I would like to point out that jedly logged off 2 hours ago without posting anything.

@Noster

The night is still young. Have patience and faith in our Lord and Savior Jed

Blood Raiders

Who's all still in this?

Cold-Blooded [Moving to a New Thread]

"Otto!" Mirabelle gasped, her smile heard over the phone. She glanced back at the stairs before closing her bedroom door. "Of course I remember you." He asked what was going on and her eyebrows furrowed together. She ignored the initial suspicion that started to settle in, the nagging in her mind asking where exactly Otto had gone for the last five years? And why was he back now? "It appears that the Blackmoores are having issues with rogues," she answered. "They probably shed that blood looking for one of their missing members. You should come to the manor," she added quickly. "The streets aren't safe for a Blackmoore nor Kingston right now."

Cold-Blooded [Moving to a New Thread]

Mirabelle blinked in some surprise; a vampire as old as this one didn't drink human blood. Then when she spoke of the missing Blackmoore--the "Pirate Wench" apparently--Mirabelle nodded in assurance. Of course the woman wasn't here; the Kingstons had no interest kidnapping a Blackmoore. That would be far too much trouble than it would ever be worth. After all, peace was ideal for Mirabelle and this ancient seemed to agree. Her lips parted to express as much, but a ringing came from her dress. Although she felt it rude to take a call when hosting a guest--especially Morven--times were tense and very few had Mirabelle's number. "I'm very sorry, but I need to take this. Praetor, please assure..." her voice trailed off as she realized she didn't know this one's name. Another ring. "Please assure our guest that we have similar goals." And with that, Mirabelle turned away to answer her phone as she retreated upstairs. "Hello?" she answered. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Klaus remained quiet, scowling. Admittedly, he had quickly grown fascinated with the woman before them. As old as himself--perhaps older--and she stuck to animal blood? If it wasn't humans, it was typically other vampires at that age. Then she asked for co-existence between the families, furthering his frown. In his opinion, the parties should have disbanded a long time ago. Still, he only watched as Mirabelle was stolen away by the phone, and his gaze shifted to Praetor expectantly. Of course, thoughts of how much he hated the Roman surfaced, but he managed to pay attention past that.

Blood Raiders

Vampires, I believe. Though the target vampire may have already been killed unless there were multiple

Cold-Blooded [Moving to a New Thread]

Hehehe

Cold-Blooded [Moving to a New Thread]

Mirabelle waited for Klaus' declaration of "I'm not a Kingston" when the woman at the door excluded him herself. "We strive for hospitality, even when things are...tense," she said, her tone even though low. "Acting brash will only cause more trouble." She stepped forward to take the door from her sire and open it further. The woman explained her reasons for being here, and Mirabelle looked her up and down, confirming for herself that this vampire carried no weapons. Not that she'd need them. Praetor was right, however. Denying the not-Blackmoore could lead to only more issues. And she was outnumbered in the Kingston home. "Yes, come in," she said, stepping aside. "Are you thirsty? We keep blood if you'd like a bag."

Cold-Blooded [Moving to a New Thread]

The doorbell. Mirabelle looked to Praetor. Part of her knew she should allow her elder and bodyguard to answer it, but her pride swelled. The Blackmoores were at her door to accuse her of wrongdoing, and she couldn't just stand for it. So, instead of allowing him to step in for her, she stepped out the den and through the kitchen toward the door. But her sire knew her too well, and quickly stepped passed her. "You were going to bed," she hissed. "I heard the door," Klaus stated, angling himself between her and the opening as he opened the door. He greeted the vampire before him with a smile, though a tense one. This one was old--older than himself. Though she was turned much younger. "How can we help you?" Mirabelle's glare on Klaus softened as she looked to he ancient before them. Then she was suddenly comforted by Praetor's and Klaus' presences.

If you could write a Superman story what would it be about?

that's your opinion, he's still around even after over 70 years. He is an excellent character and people who hate on him need to stop telling people what's good and not good

@The Patriarch

I will just as soon as Kidd gets off his high horse about Batman. Until then nothing changes.

@Revans Exile

I'm sorry if my opinion about Batman offends you. I didn't mean that;;; That's all it is and I understand that: it's just one opinion, haha. You don't have to take anything I'm saying seriously. But, I don't see my opinion about Batman changing any time soon.

Blood Raiders

Perhaps it was the human in her, but Vivian remained unaware to the fact she was being watched. However, she wasn't incredibly stupid and her gaze would occasionally flicker about as she kept alert. She would occasionally catch a whiff of blood, and she assumed it was the target. Though it might have been her fellow Blood Raiders and that would be even better. It was their first time out and about, after all. Who's to say they didn't totally fuck it up? She chuckled to herself at the thought. Idiots, she thought, her eyes dropping down to the map again as she turned a corner.