Trail of Blood [open]

[Anais (DELETED 9750)]

"Of course it will be." She was aware of the basics but thus far had managed not to really get involved to the extent it affected her one way or the other. How she was able to stay out of the company of not just one but likely two vampires was beyond her. Her mouth went dry eyeing the condition the male was in while he brushed it off as nothing more than a loose fang. "You appear to be handling things well so..." She cradled the boxed parts tightly against her as if they could be what saved her if needed. "I will leave you to it."

Whatever 'it' turned out to be would need no assistance from her. The woman he was waving at would quite possibly just what the doctor had not ordered so to speak. A couple steps back had her nodding then turning on her heels. When she did her eyes went wide while she mumbled under her breath.

"Holy ****." Anais' words came through whisper soft as if to soothe her. A series of subtle taps from her fingers on the package did little to ease her nerves. Her hands were tingling and her palms were growing damp with anticipation. Maybe this would teach her to suck it up and go buy a gun. Her eyes shifted to the female gaining ground thanks to the invitation of the wave sent her way. A really big gun perhaps. More self-soothing came from her dry lips. "Just keep walking. One foot in front of the other."

[Atabei Narcisse]

Her dark eyes flicked between the two talking individuals, assessing the scene. Neither seem to be hostile toward the other, yet the male was injured. And a vampire. The other, female, human. The human, once identified as such, was ignored and thought little of. Atabei had no qualms with the human populace, and she would wager the human was much weaker then either vampire. The vampire, however...

Full attention was given to. Especially, since he made a point to address her. A dry, rugged tongue scraped across Atabei's upper lip, before she made her move. The target; the vampire, with a set of glinting fangs ready to rip into him.

[Storyteller]

==========AUTOMATED POST==========

Atabei Narcisse attempted to overpower Lecovio, but the attempt was a failure!

[Lecovio]

Lecovio let out a typically London, "Oy!" as the vampire woman bore down on him. He planted his back against the cold bricks and pulled up a wide arm in a practiced boxer's guard. His other hand still gripped fast to the dagger, which he held pointing horisontally, blade away from the bottom of his palm.

He knew instinctively that the vampiress was after blood, and as she thrust her jaws towards his arteries he caught her shoulder in his hand, and pushed back with all his remaining--yet considerable--might. His bones strained against the effort, threatening to bow or snap as he summoned some inner adrenaline which welled up in his stomach like a geyser of liquid fire. He was able to fend her off for a moment and instinctively lashed out with the hilt of his dagger, aiming to pummel her nose so that he could make a break for it into the warehouse.

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As the pommel of his custom blade struck home, he turned and pulled himself through the doorway of the warehouse and hopped pathetically up a set of steel stairs, which clanged loudly as he jumped up each step.

"Move yourself!" He called back to the dark haired human.

[Storyteller]

==========AUTOMATED POST==========

Lecovio attempted to fight Atabei Narcisse, and was successful!

[Anais (DELETED 9750)]

And with the woman making her move to go after the one legged man she took off as if she was trying out for the summer Olympics. In a record breaking sprint, it was in the very least Anais' absolute best, she ran. The box beneath her arm shook, rattled and rolled until it came down to juggling the package or getting a few fractions of gold winning seconds trimmed off her time. The box with the information saying the items within had been sent to her tumbled free of her hands.

The sounds of her feet connecting to pavement echoed in her ears as she reached into her pocket and retrieved her cell phone. Her chest rose and dropped with the exertion as she cleared the first corner. A shaking thumb swiped at the illuminating screen to unlock. This was an emergency! She glanced at the emergency call message that wouldn't go away no matter how many times her fingers stabbed at it. Finally the speed dial had her father's voice loud and clear on speaker as she ran faster.

"Thank you for calling. We are not able to answer the phone right now but if you leave your name and your number we will get back to you as soon as possible."

"Dad? Pick up the god damned phone! Mom?!" She couldn't catch her breath. "You have got to be ******* kidding me!" She tapped the screen to close and end the call. She was two blocks down and likely safe. She slowed her pace and finally took to walking and breathing slow and deep releasing the air into a near whistle.

[Atabei Narcisse]

The fates decided that Atabei had to work harder tonight than she expected from the one legged man. "So be it." The woman said as she tried to gain her composure from the reel backwards from the other vampire who had not only managed to escape, but cause her nose to bleed. The woman's arm came up and dragged across the bottom of her bloody nose, the long sleeve shirt full of blood and holes from the quick drag as the blood that found its way to the floor bubbled and sizzled against the concrete ground.

For a man with one leg, he was faster than she expected, but Atabei narrowed her eyes and shifted her energies towards slowing him down through other means. A more 'spiritual*' approach, as it were. Something that would stick to him and shake the vampire to his core. Where the human went, was not cared for by the somewhat rabid vampire who only cared about one singular thing. Getting the vampire's blood at any means possible. As she focused her own spiritual capabilities towards whatever his was, Atabei took after the vampire, following him through the warehouse door and up the path he chose.

[*OOC: Curse Spirit 2]

[Storyteller]

==========AUTOMATED POST==========

Atabei Narcisse attempted to use a power against Lecovio, and was successful!

[Natsuko]

Of course a small petite of an Asian girl appeared on the premises and glanced around, she had not been on the streets for a long time more so designing her projects as of late. Much has changed for her these days with all the heavy security less feeding in public till she laid her eyes on a wounded Gentleman, which she watched him for a long time but that other gal was in the way of her meal for the evening. She reached for her phone and decided to play pretend me texting to a friend bit so not to notice that she was watching, but she was, from the corner of her eye.

She was clad in dark leather outfit which helps to protect her in case a fight decided to break out and normally there is one or two among the Vampires in the city, much less those damn *** Paladins that seem to be breeding like fleas on a cat. When she saw her prey sprint like a feline on a chase for its little mousy meal she glanced over at the intruder who dared to disturb her meal and watched her a moment. She gave a slight sniff in the direction of the woman, trying to pinpoint of nature if she was a Vampire or a Human.

[Ripper]

Moving quickly against the threat of an approaching sun, Ripper unwitting travels down the same route in which Lecovio had just fled through earlier. In this early hour of the morning all the city streets were seeming deserted as most residents didn't seem to enjoy socializing outside in the darkness once night time had fallen anymore ever since that incident at CFB Longslade.

Hurrying past Kitty without even noticing her loitering there, he comes across a lone human female who seems to be fleeing just as quickly from the opposing direction.

"Excuse me!" he holds up his remaining arm in front of Anais with a 'halt' gesture. "Do you think it's possible that I could trouble you quickly for just a pint of blood? It's somewhat of an emergency you see and I would pay you...$800!"

His appearance:
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