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To Hunt, or Be Hunted.[Always Open]

HounderHowl said
He gave a little oomph as her form bumped into his. He had been mid sentence talking to a young girl, a staffer couldn't have been on the job for more than a week. Her desk was a mess, and she seemed to be losing her mind. He turned to meet another unfamiler face. Had he been on the streets too long? He shook his head a little, fixing himself some. "Excuse me Miss, I didn't mean to block your way. May I ask who you are?" He spoke in a firm tone, though not aggressive. His demeanor was friendly enough.The captain strolled through the isles of desks shutting himself into his office. He'd have to speak to him later .The Vampire though he could get the drop on Richard but he was sadly mistaken. The hulking man had his back turned to the shadow, he could smell its musty stink. The stentch of oldness, though it mattered not. A vampires tricks would not work on a person of his status, it seemed out of preference be did not continue searching for the beast. " What is it you want ." His tone was threatening, his fingers flipping the page over, His eyes absorbing the income and expenses of the clan, under the reports were several investigations that were currently ongoing. He cared little of them."If you're not carefull, I'll tear you limb from limb and decorate my office with what's left of you." finally he Flipped the page over for some privacy, pulling up the investigations, he was slightly irritated apparently two members of the feller pack are suspected in several robberies and assault cases. They were barging in On Godfrey's territory.

Damien was big, but he wasn't nearly the size of Richard. The lycanthrope's strength could crush a vampire, even one of Damien's age. The danger of being so close to such monster excited him, like risking death and laughing in the grim reaper's face. He knew alpha and beta were both away, which opened up so many more opportunities in conversation with Richard. Damien stepped out of the shadows, revealing himself bravely. Clearly this was no vampire Richard had ever seen, yet, he knew, by merely looking at him that this vampire was indeed powerful, certainly not an underling of any of the local colonies. "Greetings, Richard Godfrey. I am Damien Varomere..." He said his name with a pause, as if he hadn't spoken it to anyone in a hundred years. "...and I come to you with a proposition." He smiled. "I am going to start a war, a war that could pay off quite well for you. Both primary vampire houses will fall, and the Godfreys will rule this entire island. Are you interested?"

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What will the new thread be named and when will it be created?

Blood Compact: Magnus's Reign

Mithias nodded and proceeded forward. A drone met him in the hallway and guided him to the appropriate dining room for the evening. Jack of course walked with him (I assume). The table was somewhat larger than necessary, but it upheld several fancy preparations, offering a generous selection, and of course wine. A large window cascaded across one wall. Mithias removed his hat and took his seat, the drone pouring him a fresh glass of pinot noir. Rather than getting right down to business, Mithias chose to break the tension with small talk. "How beautiful. I am flattered." After all, a vampire had all the time in the world. "Please, eat. You must be hungry. I will enjoy my wine and this glorious view."

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Wth was I on last night...?

Wait... wth were you and Tiny on last night.....???

*goes back to read*

Blood Compact: Magnus's Reign

You know I just realized.... do vampires eat??

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supertinyking said
"You're lucky to have lost him..." Bug grumbles.

Mithias gets up, looking between Lillith and the other two. Nathan and Bug were facing off swords drawn, and someone needed to say something. "Wait." The vampire gestured toward them. Somehow, through all this, he had managed to keep hold of his own two swords. He looked at Nathan. "Please forgive our intrusion. We are not here of our own volition." As Nathan and Lillith seemed to be listening, he went on, speaking mostly to Bug who might have half a chance at understanding some of what he was about to say. "Bug is it? Bob had told me that he would take me to meet others like me who would affect the course of history." He shook his head in exasperation. "Drac never showed up. I didn't want to go hopping endlessly into universes I cannot understand, over and over, in some kind of eternal dream. I'm not even sure any of this is real. I was certain Bob had gone insane, so I tried to bring him out of it. He didn't take well to my attempt, and now, we are here."

"...and I'm getting hungry." He thought to himself with a frown.

Blood Compact: Magnus's Reign

Jack is taking me to dinner.

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Mithas looks up tentatively to find he s yet again thrown unto a new location. A girl o some sort has caught him groveling to nothing but air. He looks back at her, and sighs heavily. "I a Mithias, and I have just lost a friend."

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Well, I just fucked thing up royally. Time for bed.