Pathfinder

[High-Casual]Bitten: The Rivalry.

While waiting for his leader to exit the kitchen Nathan noticed that Dante had walked over and placed himself on the other side of the door, armed to the teeth with silver. With a low sigh, Nathan looked towards him and said, "It was a mistake to bring such weapons here fledgling, this is supposed to be a peaceful place. Bringing enough silver to kill an entire pack would give all of them the opposite feeling." with no short amount of disapproval.

As he finished his little lecture, one of the pack members walked up and greeted Dante with a notepad. Either she was shy or she couldn't talk, either way Nathan didn't care. Settling himself back into his sentinel like guard, Nathan noticed a certain vampire giving all the wrong body cues. Unlike most of the other members who settled for a tense casualness, this one was angry. His fangs were out, his eyes were silver, and he pulled out a knife, not just any knife mind you but one that was designed specifically for use against werewolves. With a snarl the fledgling tensed and tried to leap over his coven mates. Tried being the key word.

The fledgling didn't even get three feet off the ground before he was tackled by Nathan, fangs out and eyes a bright silver. Lifting the fool off of his feet, Nathan gave him a right hoot that shattered his fangs and most of his other teeth. Grabbing him by the throat, Nathan raised his voice for all to hear and said "Members, look at me now and heed my warning! The werewolves are under our protection as we are under theirs. Those who try to harm them shall be dealt with accordingly. Take this fledgling as an example." With that, Nathan reared his fist back and plunged it into the fledgling's chest, pulling out his heart before crushing it in his fist. Looking at the shocked faces of both coven and pack, Nathan shoved the now lifeless body to a lesser member, "I will do the same to anyone who tries to break this truce." Looking back at the shocked member he had thrown the body at, he said "Now pick this mess up."

With that, Nathan went back to his spot beside the kitchen door and stood vigil again. He didn't even stop to wipe the blood off his hand.

[High-Casual]Bitten: The Rivalry.

iSuspect said
If any silver touches the Pack, Riley will be pissed and you guys wouldn't like Riley when she is pissed.

While Nathan wouldn't feel particularly bad if a werewolf died, he wouldn't be particularly happy either. No matter his personal grievances Nathan serves the coven first. Just to make that point, I think I'm about to make an example of a rowdy upstart. Get ready for some blood.

[High-Casual]Bitten: The Rivalry.

Kinda, its a real shame.

Shadow of the Colossus RP

They days seemed to grow longer for Conrad. Unlike the days of his youth were time seemed to fly by now they seemed to stretch impossibly long. With a sigh Conrad continued on his way. Digging in his saddle bag, Conrad took out the compass and map he had been using to get to the forbidden lands and made sure he was heading the right way. After a minute of so he was confident enough that he was, in fact, heading in the right direction.

After about another half hour of riding an inn came into view and Conrad spurred Sil'nyy to go faster. After several minutes they reached their destination. Tying Sil'nyy up near the water trough, Conrad fetched an apple out of his bag and gave it too her with a pet on the nose. Taking his helmet off, Conrad entered the little inn and sat down at the bar after moving past two people who had collided with each other. Ordering a simple meal and some ale, Conrad took out his pipe and started to leisurely smoke from it.

With casual glances around the inn, he noticed that there wasn't many patrons. In fact, it seemed the other too were the only ones here. They were both young, that much was for certain. They seemed to be a little flustered, if anything at all. With that his food came and he promptly dug in, with occasional breaks to smoke a little.

[High-Casual]Bitten: The Rivalry.

Oh and hey Drall.

[High-Casual]Bitten: The Rivalry.

Sorry to hear that, hopefully everything turns out all right.

Titans of Earth

As Nathan finished his yogurt concoction, he was relieved at the pat he got from Linn. It was with the hand that he had...burnt and seeing her use it freely took a load of his shoulders. With nothing left to worry about Nathan through his garbage in the trash and walked back to the fridge, trying to find something to drink. After several moments of scanning the fridge Nathan found what he was craving, some apple juice. Getting himself a glass, Nathan stood in a corner.

While nursing his drink, Nathan used his height advantage to survey the group. It was odd, it seemed more what he imagined college would be. Kids taking a break after a long class and not soldiers to be. His expression darkened a bit at that thought. Thinking to himself, if they were supposed to be soldiers than there were going to be things that will break some of them. Hell, it took him months to get over what happened in Alaska. Shivering at the thought, Nathan decided to not worry about it and instead walked over to Blur and the wolf eared girl from the line up.

As he got closer, he noticed that they were most likely not fake. Every now and again they would twitch and turn towards noises. As he reached his destination, Nathan extended his hand and introduced himself, "Hi, names Nathan and if you don't mind the question...What can you do?" with a friendly tone.

The Night Life

Damn it Javier! This is no time for a staff meeting!

[High-Casual]Bitten: The Rivalry.

As Riley left, Nathan burned with embarrassment. That outburst of personal emotion was unprofessional and non important to the crisis at hand. But that didn't invalidate his feelings, with how things were going it was more dangerous than ever for his leader to leave the confines of the mansion and with the disaster of his old coven fresh in his mind Nathan couldn't couldn't help but feel that it was somehow his fault. As long as he could remember he was trained to protect the leader from anything, from how to quickly kill another vampire to the best way to knock out a werewolf. Nathan was for all intents and purposes, the perfect weapon. However every weapon has its limitations, and his was that he still felt. No matter the conditioning he still held sympathy for the humans and would still think like them. The one thing they couldn't take from him was his humanity

Dragging his hand across his hair, putting it back in place, Nathan composed himself and went down stairs. The pack and the coven were uneasy, more so than when he left. Something must have happened while he was gone. Asking one of the lower coven members, Nathan learned that some couple had asked if they could go to their barbecue. Normally the coven would have just blown it off, but in light of recent events it was highly suspicious.

With nothing left to do, Nathan strode up to the kitchen and waited outside the door. Straining his hearing abilities, Nathan was able to make out that Riley was upset, something about the Cacciatori finding them. If that was the case than they needed to leave, Pack and Coven both. While he still held a grudge against the wolfs, if Riley said he had to protect them then so be it. Sighing, Nathan folded his arms against his chest and leaned against the wall. Waiting for his next orders and a chance to explain himself.

Alone in the Crowd

Rick had been jogging for a couple minutes before he got to the hall. As he arrived he noticed that it was kinda dingy, not like his house he had just left, but in a homely way. When he entered the building he noticed another one of his neighbors had already beaten him to the punch. She was a small thing, and she seemed to be taken with the stage. As he walked around the place, Rick tried not to gauge it for choke points, sniper positions, and hidden bombs but it was a little harder than it sounded. With a sigh Rick grabbed a cup of juice, opened his flask, and poured the contents in. A little kidney courage never hurt.

As more of his neighbors entered the room, he noticed that there were quite a few characters among them. At least it wouldn't get boring. With that Rick stood around the chairs, not really wanting to sit down after having to for hours.