Wraithblade6

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Fyi guys, the castle is probably a very dangerous place right now. Bedivere just adjourned the meeting, and certain vampires are sticking around to see that their ends meet.

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Is there a CS?

@Error

Yes. It doesn't have to be elaborate, but please make one.

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@HaltingBlooperHi. You finishing that CS?

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Whatever happened to making a new thread?

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Well, Mithias does have a breastplate on. A human can't cut through metal. ^^; Oh, and Mithais is also grappling Hank from behind and is too strong to wrestle. Hank is kinda pinned. I'll let you change your post.

As far as killing, you can kill Mithias by:
blowing him up,
impaling his heart,
cutting off his head,
burning him to a cinder,
damaging him so much he can't defend himself, and one of the above.

Mithias himself has no weakness to silver, but he does to anything holy.

How do you feel about being turned?

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I promise not to kill Hank. Don't worry.

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Having seen Hank slash wildly, albeit with good reflexes, in response to the rock Mithias had chucked into the grass, Mithias figured the man was probably out of ammo. Poor soul.

"Why do you even ask?" A smooth and deadly voice on the wind. It seemed to be coming from...

The end of the vampire's whip flew out and lashed itself around Hank's neck from behind. Mithias pulled, causing Hank to stagger backward, but not hard enough to topple him off his feet. Mithias bound up the slack as he swiftly moved in and grabbed Hank, the leather cord tight around the human's neck. Easily, Mithias pulled off Hank's headgear, and let him face the fire with uncovered eyes. Mithias was behind him, holding him. The vampire was far stronger, even with that small cross around his neck, and Hank could only struggle, breathing so long as Mithias allowed it.

Bloodthirst whispering in his hear, his eyes taking on a red glow, Mithias let the man speak. These were going to be his last words.

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If you are thinking of anything specific, sure, let me know. Otherwise, it's kind of fun not to know what to expect. ;)

Maybe I will leave it as a cliffhanger. I wonder if someone will save Hank.

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Adversity wasn't exactly unexpected. Like animals, humans were generally predictable. It was the rare individual who questioned that could ever draw an immortal's interest. Fortunately, hatred and vengeance no longer drove Mithias. As he watched Hank even begin the motion of drawing his pistols, Mithias was already moving. Faster than the untrained human could take aim, the shadow of blackness was impossible to shoot. The darkness of night, the delay in his nightvision goggles' processing, and the burden of the obscuring helmet took their toll, and Hank missed.

Certainly fear was unavoidable as Hank lost track of his enemy and ran for the cover of the burning vehicle. A blaze in the night, the RV was a beacon to anyone in the vicinity. The low rumble of flames was all that comforted the panicked human, and for the moment, not knowing where the enemy was was no comfort at all.

Mithias hung back near the trees, making up his mind about the unfortunate creature before him. Although he couldn't read minds, he was certain Hank was bluffing. He knew nothing of the meeting, nor that every most-wanted vampire lord was within ten yard of one another only a half a mile away. Chances were one of them would kill him on their way out tonight. Perhaps his loss would spare a small number of future fledglings. Mithias no longer had any reason to be merciful, and what better reason did he have to satisfy his own thirst on this human as compared to any other?

Something moved fast through the grass just yards away from Hank.

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Well, you write what you would do, generally allowing some flexibility for the other person to react as they believe they would. You generally have permission to interupt or contest if it's believable.