I also noticed I failed to remember the rule on speed posting. My bad, got a bit carried away ehehe...*shrug*. Won't happen again.
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@BlackPanther Same with mine. Really liking Vladimir too, lmao.
That tore it. First, they wouldn't respect Jonny, then they wouldn't respect Jeanette, then they wouldn't even respect HER when she was trying to be nice. She'd been threatened, stabbed, trampled, shoved, and all around generally abused the entire day, and it'd only been a few hours!
"That's IT!" She shouted, jumping from her chair, this time emitting an actual somewhat threatning and beliveable growl. "The Banes have at-least SOME reason to be here, but you DON'T! Dirtying up the counter with your boots, smelling up the nice clean air, AND being a total asshole."
She quickly drew the dagger from the sheathe on her chest, turning it sideways and poising to strike. "You can leave with your various appendages attached to you or in a body bag, either way, YOU'RE GETTING THE HELL OUT OF MY FACE!" She practically roared. The Banes she could tolerate without murdering them, to a degree. This asshole pissed her off just by being in the room.@BlackPanther
"That's IT!" She shouted, jumping from her chair, this time emitting an actual somewhat threatning and beliveable growl. "The Banes have at-least SOME reason to be here, but you DON'T! Dirtying up the counter with your boots, smelling up the nice clean air, AND being a total asshole."
She quickly drew the dagger from the sheathe on her chest, turning it sideways and poising to strike. "You can leave with your various appendages attached to you or in a body bag, either way, YOU'RE GETTING THE HELL OUT OF MY FACE!" She practically roared. The Banes she could tolerate without murdering them, to a degree. This asshole pissed her off just by being in the room.@BlackPanther
@BlackPanther That's..comedy gold. Lmao.
One minute Anya was being threatning in front of Ember and the next Einar simply shoved her across the floor, alebit gently. "I. Wait. Hold on I wasn't done talkin-!" Anya started to speak, scrambling against his arm like a child, in truth she could have made more of an effort, but by this point she was acting childish more than anything. He growled, silencing the room, including herself for a bit. She grr'd right back at him and stuck her tongue out before allowing him to speak with a 'hmph' and crossing her arms.
She walked over and plopped down in her seat pouting, she just wanted to maim Ember a little, no one ever let her have much fun. He arms still crossed she listened intently, wolf or not she still had some small semblance of respect to those that'd walked the Earth even longer than she.
Anya scoffed again after he finished speaking, did he just call her filthy? Well, right now it was partly true, her clothes at least. Lazy, sure. Filthy? Never, that's more the job of a mutt like him than a refined killer such as herself.
"Ooh, the Big Bad Wolf got let off his chain and it's supposed to be threatning." Anya said with a smirk. She should probably stop speaking by now, but she couldn't help herself once she got started, she really couldn't.
"Cleaner shmeaner, you're still a mutt too me. Older or not. You gave us your warning, now shoo like Jonny asked." She continued, then turned towards the halfie mutt that was sitting two stools across from her, "You too weirdo, shoo."
She walked over and plopped down in her seat pouting, she just wanted to maim Ember a little, no one ever let her have much fun. He arms still crossed she listened intently, wolf or not she still had some small semblance of respect to those that'd walked the Earth even longer than she.
Anya scoffed again after he finished speaking, did he just call her filthy? Well, right now it was partly true, her clothes at least. Lazy, sure. Filthy? Never, that's more the job of a mutt like him than a refined killer such as herself.
"Ooh, the Big Bad Wolf got let off his chain and it's supposed to be threatning." Anya said with a smirk. She should probably stop speaking by now, but she couldn't help herself once she got started, she really couldn't.
"Cleaner shmeaner, you're still a mutt too me. Older or not. You gave us your warning, now shoo like Jonny asked." She continued, then turned towards the halfie mutt that was sitting two stools across from her, "You too weirdo, shoo."
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Anya strode through the streets, practically skipping, humming happily. She preferred this time of day to any other, the sun, while it didn't harm her in the least, annoyed her to no end. It was always too hot despite how she dressed.
She felt hungry, so she decided to stop and get a...bite..to eat, she thought to herself giggling. A farmer happend to be making his way down the streets passing an alleyway. The perfect target, Anya thought to herself. She sped up her pace, barely making a sound until she was upon him. She lept, tackling him down, covering his mouth, and slitting his throat all in one fell motion. She was extra careful not to spill any blood on herself, she drank from the wound until she was satisfied and drug the corpse further into the alley.
They'd find it come morning, possibly. No trace of Anya though, of course, there was rarely if ever a trace of her unless she wanted it to be. Calmly coming out of the alley she resumed her pace and humming of her happy song.
Multiple people entered and exited the tavern, it was always such a busy place, though she noticed multiple un-familiar faces. The oyster lady, as she called her never really caring to know or ask her name walked out of the tavern. Damn. She missed her. She liked oysters, esepcially after a..drink.
Maybe, just maybe she'd have one or two left. Shortly after she reached the outer area of the tavern another man exited, he seemed creepy, and not in the type of creepy way Anya tended to like. Legitamately straight up creepy like simply being around him would kill you. Anya was intrigued.
She followed the man following the oyster lady, no one was gunna hurt her favorite secondary source of food if she could help it. She followed as silently as possble, which was pretty damn silent, she'd mastered that talent over the years. And her small height of 5'4 only helped her retain silence.
She felt hungry, so she decided to stop and get a...bite..to eat, she thought to herself giggling. A farmer happend to be making his way down the streets passing an alleyway. The perfect target, Anya thought to herself. She sped up her pace, barely making a sound until she was upon him. She lept, tackling him down, covering his mouth, and slitting his throat all in one fell motion. She was extra careful not to spill any blood on herself, she drank from the wound until she was satisfied and drug the corpse further into the alley.
They'd find it come morning, possibly. No trace of Anya though, of course, there was rarely if ever a trace of her unless she wanted it to be. Calmly coming out of the alley she resumed her pace and humming of her happy song.
Multiple people entered and exited the tavern, it was always such a busy place, though she noticed multiple un-familiar faces. The oyster lady, as she called her never really caring to know or ask her name walked out of the tavern. Damn. She missed her. She liked oysters, esepcially after a..drink.
Maybe, just maybe she'd have one or two left. Shortly after she reached the outer area of the tavern another man exited, he seemed creepy, and not in the type of creepy way Anya tended to like. Legitamately straight up creepy like simply being around him would kill you. Anya was intrigued.
She followed the man following the oyster lady, no one was gunna hurt her favorite secondary source of food if she could help it. She followed as silently as possble, which was pretty damn silent, she'd mastered that talent over the years. And her small height of 5'4 only helped her retain silence.
I'll get a post up soon, reading all the past posts nd stuff.
Almost forgot to move Anya to the character list.
Name: Anya Sandrow
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Race: Vampire
Appearance: Appearance:
House: A small apartment with a friend masquerading as her uncle.
Skills/abilities/traits: Anya has the ability to speak to people telepathicaly.
She also has the ability to Charm people into doing what she wants, and usually quite easily, especially male.
She is proficient in hand to hand combat as well as usage of small blades, such as knives and daggers.
History/Backstory: Anya was adopted by a family when she was 13, by then she'd already been a vampire, and she'd already accidentally killed her real parents. It..didn't take long for history to repeat itself. Exactly one year, in fact.
Un-able to live alone anymore and un-able to discreetly satisfy her blood lust enough, she went feral, killing her adopt family and fleeing once again.
Over a few months she eventually found another of her kind, he took her in and gave her a place to stay. Shortly after that, she en-rolled in the 'special' highschool at his advice.
This'd be her first year, and she was kinda nervous.
Other: Anya is a generally care-free and happy person, quick to make friends with those that are nice to her, she is also a slight sadist.
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Race: Vampire
Appearance: Appearance:
House: A small apartment with a friend masquerading as her uncle.
Skills/abilities/traits: Anya has the ability to speak to people telepathicaly.
She also has the ability to Charm people into doing what she wants, and usually quite easily, especially male.
She is proficient in hand to hand combat as well as usage of small blades, such as knives and daggers.
History/Backstory: Anya was adopted by a family when she was 13, by then she'd already been a vampire, and she'd already accidentally killed her real parents. It..didn't take long for history to repeat itself. Exactly one year, in fact.
Un-able to live alone anymore and un-able to discreetly satisfy her blood lust enough, she went feral, killing her adopt family and fleeing once again.
Over a few months she eventually found another of her kind, he took her in and gave her a place to stay. Shortly after that, she en-rolled in the 'special' highschool at his advice.
This'd be her first year, and she was kinda nervous.
Other: Anya is a generally care-free and happy person, quick to make friends with those that are nice to her, she is also a slight sadist.
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