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Ember March
She was surprised he'd caught her. "My way is more fun." She shrugs, her nails tapping a cadence on the bar's top while waiting on the tender to serve her. "Oh, I wouldn't have taken anything important. Not really important. And, if you asked I'd... probably have given it back. Maybe?" She flashes a smile.

Ripper
(testing?)

Ripper
Ripper quit

Ember March
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Ember March
Ember's eyes narrow. "What do you mean you gleaned nothing from him?" Her lips quirk. "He taught you nothing about being what you are? How you access your abilities? Or, even, how to survive?" She worries her lower lip between her teeth. "It seems kind of a shitty thing to do to someone. I'm sorry. You must hold a lot of resentment toward him."

Ripper
"My relationship with him ended at the same time as his life. From then on I can not say to have dwelt upon it overly much but as a fortunate happenstance. It surely was not his intention that night to sire some progeny--but these nights went back to the first awakening any many almost all of the elders had just risen and were mad with a craze for blood after centuries. Most I'm sure can not account for their first couple weeks."

Ember March
"You bit me... if you'd taken all my blood... would I have become like you?" Her hand drifts upward, landing against her neck. She's glaring at him. He feels the weight of her gaze for several heavy moments. Again, she spins on her heel and begins to walk away... not far, of course... she's simply pacing.

Ripper
"Like me, like me? It's possible you could simply die; otherwise the embrace would work more to make you into something...like you."

Ripper
"We all start somewhere different based from our our natural affinity. What that then becomes is highly individualized as well."

Ember March
"So, some of your abilities come from your... personality. Who you were before you .... died." She'd been glancing over her shoulder, and was happy to look hastily away.

Ripper
"I'd like to think that it still remains the same person standing here even now."

Ripper
*who is

Ripper
"However for a man on the run death certainly leant a mixed blessing."

Ripper
"Not that I was even considering such things then in those times."

Ripper
(perception roll)

Ripper
You succeeded in your endeavour.

Ripper
*sniffs, losing momentary focus*

Ripper
"What about your own beginnings?" *recovers*

Ember March
"Rumors... what ifs... All those things you never think about until you do and then it's a little too late to turn back. And, here I am. That's enough, I think. My past is sketchy, my future is too. I guess I'm one hell of a ****-up, so far. Let's see if I can't do a little better!"

Ripper
"And say you were sucsessful in your goals to rise upwards in power and influence...what would that mean for you enough to know when you had accomplished them?"

Ember March
"What do you mean when I've accomplished them? Money means never having to struggle. Power means never having to beg."

Ripper
"Individual sustainablitity then."

Ember March
"I don't have anybody but me. Kitteh doesn't need me. She's got her **** on lockdown."

Ripper
"You have me." he asserted, avoiding her eye. "I don't know why that you do, but here I am though none the less."

Ripper
"Where did you learn the Lamarckian abilities?"

Ember March
She suddenly smiles, and nods quickly. "I have you, because I amuse you. I've got you figured out." A finger wags the air, and she takes a breath. "I... had a mentor. For awhile. We sort of found each other. He taught me a few things, enough to get by. I don't know where he is, but...here I am?"

Ripper
"You've have me figured out, do you?" This amuses him in turn. "Perhaps you do and this is really nothing other than a passing whim."

Ripper
**really do

Ember March
"Anything's possible?" She counters, tilting her head. "I find it odd that I amuse you when you don't think I'm very funny at all. It's certainly worth pondering, most likely with alcohol." She arches on her toes, and gives a shake of her head. "Let's walk?"

Ripper
"Fine, I will set up a gate elsewhere."

Ripper
*he crosses the rickety tavern floor towards the door, somewhat more introverted tonight in his musings*

Ember March
"You will... what?" Her features cloud, and it becomes apparent that she's realized that the buckles on her boots make a chinking sound and her exaggerated movements seem to be in an effort of making the musical little chinka-chink sound with each executed motion.

Ripper
"It's a vampire thing." he offers mildly; tilting his head a few degree askance to take in her antics.

Ember March
She suddenly pauses, her smile fading. "Ripper? Do we need to stay here, for... reasons? We don't have to... leave. Really. I won't be upset if we stay." Her gaze moves back to the altar. "I still don't understand exactly how it works, after all."

Ripper
"Right, I understand. We are free to go anywhere, I promise you. What I did here can be repeated elsewhere and will even have the additional affect of having you a future knowledge of the experience."

Ripper
"My only litigation is that we stop again for it in the next quarter of an hour."

Ripper
"I'll follow you? This area may be familiar to be but I am not the one exploring it. There are a few suprise to be discovered further south though however."

Ember March
"I only thought we might go for a walk in one of the quiet neighborhoods. Get some fresh air, look at the holiday lights? Does it have to be serious?"

Ember March
She suddenly pulls a gun. "I ******* hate zombies." She gives a grin.

Ripper
"Is it now currently?"

Ripper
"Quiet neighborhoods...right now let me think which one that would be." *puzzles*

Ripper
"Swansdale I suppose."

Ripper
*reaches out to grasp her arm before the leave the building* "One last thing!"

Ember March
"Will you sing a Christmas carol?" She laughs. "Okay, okay... one last thing?"

Ripper
"Would you take my blood again before we leave?"

Ember March
"If you want me to." She nods.

Ripper
"It would comfort me to know."

Ripper
"And it will also make getting over the fence outside easier." *he grins*

Ripper
*using his incisors he opens his wrist with a bite a tears away outward until red trickles down his arm*

Ember March
She nods her agreement. "Give it to me. I'm ready... Bring me a cherry coke?"

Ripper
"Oh, right sure. " <.< "We can do that too."

Ember March
She gave a quick shake of her head, "God damn it... Ripper..."

Ripper
*laps up at his leaking wound so as not putting any of it to waste* "The...problem...is.." he says between laps, "is that you need to drink first before we can reach the soda pop."

Ember March
She moves forward, grabbing his arm and putting her mouth over the wound. She drinks until his regenerative abilities make the task difficult. It matters little, it's enough.

Ripper
*without even a wave of effort the tear sutures away* "Still thirsty for a coke?"

Ripper
*his amusement could be malevolent if it were not so sabracious.*

Ember March
"Please." She's reaching into the pocket of her jacket for a compact. She begins touching up her makeup while she waits for him to bring her a drink.

Ripper
*for a brief shimmer the room is empty and then he is handing her a coke as if it materalized.* "Something about his jaw twitches as he hands it over to her.*

Ripper
"Anything else? Breath mints, perhaps."

Ripper
*smirk*

Ember March
Ember beams Ripper a quick smile. She gives him a quick and friendly squeeze. "You're the best!" Her face falls. "Do I need breath mints?"

Ripper
"Not from where I'm standing."

Ember March
"Are you sure it's okay if we go for a walk?"

Ripper
*opens the door for them out into the clear night* "It stopped snowing. I wonder if that old beastie still could be found though."

Ripper
"The local lore on them says they only come out in a storm; that they *are* the storm is actually more truthful.

Ripper
"

Ember March
"Which?" She gave a glance skyward. "I like the stars. They're so hard to see in the city, but in the country... the sky is full of stars. On a cold, clear night they are so close it's almost like you can reach out and touch them."

Ember March
"I suppose this means were hunting. And I only wanted to look at the Christmas lights."

Ripper
"The Tizerhuck thing. I've actually seen one before earlier this year so that answers my question."

Ripper
"Isn't this small talk? I thought we were caroling Swansdale."

Ember March
Her features brighten considerably, "You're going to sing for me!" Her nose wrinkles and she bounces on her toes, "Yes, I absolutely want to walk around Swansdale and look at Christmas lights. Oh! Can there be Cocoa?" She lightly shakes his arm, "Oh, come on, say there can."

Ember March
She opens her soda, and takes a sip, washing away the taste of old blood. She gave Ripper a glance from the corner of her eye. He might throttle her yet.




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Ripper
You notice something strange going on nearby. Investigate?

Ripper
only knows it phonetlcally, but shows off his only available German in a loud bravado of Jingle-Bells.

Ripper
"Kluck-klank-clink, Kluck-klank-clink, klinge fort und fort!"

Ripper
"Ove ve shun in desher gerfuctgerfallun mit zen urd von ort zu ort!"

Ripper
*must be butchering the mother tongue*

Ember March
Ember follows along. She is taking her time as they move along the streets, studying the holiday lights. She laughs and shakes her head at Ripper's rendition of 'Jingle Bells.' Her nose wrinkles. At least he was trying. Sort of.

Ripper
"oh tannenbaum? I'm not even going to try that one..."

Ripper
*there is another blood theif on the corner, where an interesting occurance is taking place Would you investigate further?*

Ember March
"No, perhaps you shouldn't!" Ember offers. She's dressed in a leather jacket over a knitted sweater... frivolous ties that wrap around her wrist dangle lower than the cuff. It's paired with denim jeans and dark boots that slide along her calves. "Too late... been there, done that... let's... not talk about it?"

Ripper
"If you're sure..." *glancing behind him while the policeman continue to interrogate the area* "I suppose once is enough already for one night."

Ripper
"Yeah." he agrees wheter with her or himself is unclear. "Let's skulk away casually."

Alaric von der
Alaric had his hands pushed deep into the pockets of his heavy jacket, the collar turned up against the wind and cold. It didn't affect vampires, of course, but it was still habit -- even after all these years. He'd always needed to blend in, and so he still tried. It was from the estate he had come, choosing to walk given his bike's tires weren't yet fitted for snow; the first snow of the season, and he wanted to enjoy it. The closer he got to the city the more privy he was to its sounds -- and he heard German. Or what tried to be German, and failed. He frowned, peering down the street from which it echoed.

Ember March
"Which one is your favorite? Song?" She grins, giving a glance back over her shoulder toward the cop with a frown. "Let's just keep going? I love the giant-light-up-inflatables..."

Ember March
The girl is attempting to put distance between herself and the cops. Not that she ought to worry. She'd not been in town long enough to make much of a name for herself.

Ember March
Her breath rises in the air, visible and arm. Missing in her companion unless he was putting quite a lot of effort into appearing human. She slows to study a particularly luminescent house. "Don't you have a cellphone? Come on... just use Youtube. Play a few carols?"

Ember March
(visible and warm)

Ripper
"Another block or so first."

Ripper
"I'm pretty sure that's cheating. You won't get figgy pudding for waving electronics around."

Ripper
"But I am content to stop singing."

Ember March
"It's a digital age!" Ember counters, moving along beside the vampire. "It's... expected? Besides, it's not for for them, anyway. It's for us. Are you avoiding my question? What's your favorite holiday song?" She repeats herself, noticing the approaching figure, and finding it familiar. "Alaric!" She offers moving closer with a beaming smile."What a small world. I had a feeling we'd meet each other again. I'm usually right about these things!"

Ripper
*a wire of electric tension goes through his neck at site of the other vampire* "Wotcher gramps."

Alaric von der
There were other people on the road, which should be expected. What wasn't expected was that Alaric should recognise them -- each separately, for different reasons. One he'd met not long ago, in a pub on the other side of the city. The other, someone who had accosted Alaric as if he knew him, had asked him questions Alaric had not understood -- and Alaric had no idea how the guy should know him, or of him. And now seemed to be speaking a language Alaric did not understand. "Ember," he greeted with a terse nod.

Ember March
"Alaric, join us?" Ember invites, warmly. "We're taking in some air and looking at the holiday lights. Do you have plans this evening?" It was belatedly that she realized that he wasn't smiling back. "Alaric?"

Ripper
*still hung back a few steps, seemingly unwilling to engage the elder or make any type of concession they had any history*

Noelle
Noelle tugged her coat tighter around her as she made her way down the street. It was freaking cold. While the snow that was falling was quite lovely to look at, her fingers were beginning to freeze. It was time to head home. Turning the corner to head in that direction, she stopped short. Standing not too far away was the very same woman she had been hunting down just the other night. She cringed slightly. Had she over reacted? Possibly. However, her point had been made and was being respected. Walking over to the group, she offered a smile to the man she didn't know, the woman she had wanted to cut and then a larger one to Ripper. "Well this is a coincidence..."

Alaric von der
Alaric would not admit that they had a history. He thought that Ripper had a screw loose, that he was insane. That he had, somehow, figured out who Alaric was and had latched on, for some reason. Mind-blocked him, for some reason. Alaric sighed. Was it going to start again, now? He shook his head. "I would rather not..." he said.

Ripper
"Hoo-******* boy..."

Ember March
Ember was blissfully unaware that she'd upset Noelle. She flashes a friendly smile to her as she nears, and gave Alaric a glance. "Are you sure you won't change your mind?"

Ripper
"Coincidence you claim?"

Ripper
"and do you know any actual carols?"

Noelle
She raised a brow towards the male. "I swear, it is! I told you all was clear. I'm not going to hurt her as long as you keep your mouth where it belongs." Noelle grinned an adorable grin. She cold totally pull off the sweet and innocent look. Ripper knew her better than that though. Granted this was legit a coincidence this time. "Of course I do. This is my favorite time of the year. The snow and the lights and the music and the festivities and my birthday that is in two weeks." She made sure to throw that last part in there. She was good at little hints.

Ripper
"Noelle this is Ember; Ember-Noelle."

Ripper
"Happy Haunakka?" he offers the German.

Ember March
Wait... did she say hurt her. Her gaze swept toward Ripper, her eyes wide and full of accusation. What the ****? She attempts to shake off the feeling of trepidation that follows as she offers the girl a smile, "It's very nice to meet you..."

Ripper
"You would have little reason for doing that, especially now."

Ripper
"Because I've adopted her." the words come as a suprise to him to.

Ripper
*out as +too

Noelle
Her hand extended towards the other woman. "It's nice to meet you, Ember. As he said, I'm Noelle, his partner." Her attention turned back to Ripper "You've done what?" She thought about it a moment. Ok...adopting her...meaning he was either taking her under his wing and keeping her protected so he had someone to regularly feed on...or adopting her as he planned on turning her into one of them. "Well then, if he's taken you in...you're acceptable." Eyes grew wide in anticipation at the thought of all the fun things she could do with another female. With a large grin, she lowered one hand down to Ripper's, lacing her fingers in with his and squeezing. "This makes me happy, I think."

Alaric von der
Alaric remained quiet as the trio introduced each other; Ember seemed surprised that the blonde had wanted to hurt her. The redhead who'd seemed so confident and knowledgeable clearly didn't know what she was getting into, when sliding into bed with vampires. "Your friend is strange, and acts negatively toward others for no reason," he said to Ember. But, if she was happy to be 'adopted' by such insanity, so be it.

Ripper
... :-/

Ripper
>.>

Ripper
"I'm odd in my ways and strange in my deeds. But neither of us came off any much the worse the wear for our encounter."

Ember March
Ember shakes Noelle's hand. "It's a pleasure, really..." She cast a glance toward Ripper. "I'm not some inner-city youth in need of rescuing. You can't adopt me." She begins to walk away.

Ripper
"It's a habit we can even strive to keep up."

Ripper
*let's her go, this would take waaay too much explaining for present momemnt*

Noelle
Noelle looked at the man she hadn't met yet. "I don't know him. Who is he? I'm guessing you and him went head to head about something?" Her brow then started to furrow as the red headed girl denied the adopting and tried to walk away. She would try to find the girl later and talk her into coming back. It would be good for her. At least that's what Noelle believed.

Ripper
"He's...um, that's Alaric."

Ripper
"A friend of Elizabeth's." *strives to look for common introductory grounds*

Alaric von der
Alaric still had his hands in his pockets, his features impassive. "I am Alaric. How you know that is my name, I am still unaware. By head to head I think you mean that we fought. We did not. Your ... partner, blocked my mind on numerous occasions, and accosted me on the street to ask me questions to which I would not give answers. I had not seen him, I did not meet him before. It was unnecessary..." he said, and paused. Had he ever seen this Ripper when he'd been with Elizabeth? Was he Elizabeth's friend? Had Elizabeth mentioned Alaric to him? He frowned. "Are you... what is it they call... stalker?"

Alaric von der
Alaric shook his head. "It matters not. If you stalk me, I would ask you please to stop. I am uninteresting," he said with a nod, and turned to follow the direction Ember had taken.

Noelle
"Oh alright. I'd say if he was a friend of Elizabeth's then he couldn't be that bad...but have you seen who she's dating?" The blonde blinked some snow from her lashes and stuffed her free hand into a pocket. Then she listened to Alaric's words. She couldn't help but laugh a little at the last question. "He does things like that....and he's not the stalker. At least I wouldn't put it so."

Ripper
"Let it go." he advises and they are left seemingly alone.

Alaric von der
Alaric's shoes scuffed to a stop on the pavement. Elizabeth? Dating? He had seen her with a man at one of the gatherings he had attended not long ago. He turned back, hesitant. "What is wrong with the man she is dating?" Alaric asked, curious.

Ripper
*turns and looks evenly at the other man. His voice is strained but not disrespectful.* "You've met Doc?"

Ripper
"the infammable Mr. Nielson."

Alaric von der
Alaric shakes his head. "I have heard the name. I have seen him. Met? Nein."

Noelle
Noelle's shoulders lifted up in a shrug. She was told to let it go, so let it go she would. A kiss was pushed to Ripper's cheek as now HE brought up what she was told to let go. Her nose scrunched up at the thought of that ..that...well she couldn't even put thought of word to it tonight. Elizabeth deserved someone more respectable than that trash.

Ripper
"If the Gardenss has a flaw it's her taste in companionship."

Ripper
"I will say no more specifics that is my business to need airing; so I'll stop there."

Ripper
"erm, romantic companionship" he specifies.

Alaric von der
Alaric turned fully, then. He and Elizabeth had not seem as much of each other lately. He supposed it had something to do with her new choice in companionship. "Is she in threat?"

Ripper
*considers the question* "No I would not say so. I just don't approve of the man or his methods."

Noelle
She had much she'd like to say, but she kept her mouth quiet. This wasn't any of her business anyway. Who the lovely lady decided to be with was fully up to her. Maybe she saw something others didn't She had had that argument more than a handful of times about her own partner. Maybe she shouldn't judge. She still didn't like the nasty old ******** though.

Ripper
*thoughts ran along those same lines*

Alaric von der
Alaric could accept that the two did not want to talk about business that was not theirs, but they had said enough. Alaric made a note to contact Elizabeth later, to assure her of his friendship, should things go awry. "I thank you," he said, nodding before turning away again, headed away from the couple.

Ripper
"One last question!" he calls after.

Ripper
"Really quickly. Have you heard from the preist if he's gotten over the nightmares?"

Alaric von der
Alaric cringed. He turned and shook his head. "As you respect the business of others by not sharing your thoughts, I will respect the priest's. It is not your business," he replied. And would say no more.

Ripper
"My condolences. Auf widdershins."

Ripper
"C'mon Elle, let's go kill something. I've been too damn polite this much lately."

Noelle
Noelle had absolutely no idea what he was talking about now. Maybe it was time to get caught back up on stuff once again. Where she failed at keeping up with political and public information, he made up for it. A bright smile tugged at her lips. "Yes. I'd love to!" The thought of letting off some steam and rage with him seemed like an amazing idea right now. Perfect way to relax and have a good time!

Ripper
"Takes the viccitudes of the night as they come and are handed to him-already planning--well **** who needs plans exactly when you've got ideas. *

Ripper
"I think this is the perfect time to strike out at Hebigumo while they're focused elsewhere...but we might need a few more hands. Any ideas?"

Noelle
Was all of a sudden completely lost. "Could always ask my sister or Mordi. Maybe Quin if she's around though I doubt it. Buuut umm..what or who are the Hebigumo?"

Ripper
*grins, here they go again* "You've already met them...you know those psychic guitars that are always playing in the advertisements?"

Ripper
"Quinn's a good choice, and maybe some other mystics; but I suspect we're going to need a pureblood human somewhere in the works."

Ripper
"I'll explain on the way?"

Noelle
Her head bobbed a bit in a nod. "Yeah, sure...Do they make those or something?" Human...maybe the one he had said "What about Ember? I may have already been talking to her in her head. I think she'd come." Her head was nodding to his explaining on the way thing. "Just lead the way and I'll listen"

Ripper
"It might suprise you to know we've already encountered the main shareholders of the Corperation before. You remember those large spider and dolphin creatures we're dealing with?"

Noelle
She raised a brow, looking at him like he was crazy "Spider things, yes I've seen those creepy fucks. Dolphins!? The Siren thingies? I've heard of those...Is that what you are referring to? Are they like freaking dolphins!?"

Ripper
"Evelyn Gilbert is their CEO...." drops another trailcrumb to jog her memory....and she is a ___.

Noelle
"Ooooh, ok." She had absolutely no clue. She really needed to read the news more, get out and about...not just rely on him for information.

Ripper
*le sigh* Labrynthe ground floor it is then. Maybe we'll run into some compatriots in the same fight."

Noelle
She beamed. Something she understood. He had sent her there to kill things not too long ago. "Alright! We can do that. I know where that place is." She went all bashful a moment then smooched his cheek. "You know you love me even with how oblivious I am to the world around me."

Ripper
"You have other redeeming qualities that make up for it."




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Ripper
leaning intensely over the pottery wheel, Ripper so far has managed to form a brown lump of clay.

Ember March
Ember lounges on a nearby sofa. Her jacket is placed to the side and she's dressed in denim jeans and a sugar-skull tee. A teal-colored ribbon has been wound through her red curls. Her attention is held by her cellphone, the device held loosely in her hands as the occasional tick of her nails clicks against the display. After a moment or two, she stands, stretching, and crosses the distance between she and the vampire. "Ripper... look. This is how Youtube says you ought to do it." She holds her white-and-gold cased android and presses play. An instructional video follows, and Ember's thumb presses against the volume button raising the sound level.

Ripper
"Why don't you frock up and show me how it's done then? I'm sure Indigo has plenty of more supplies."

Ripper
splatters her outfit with gooey pre-ceramic drips.

Ripper
*with a flick of his wrist

Ember March
"It looks messy and gross." Ember complains. She turns the phone and watches a few more minutes of the video herself. "Oh, ****... you... you... asshole!" She curses, her eyes narrowing to a slitted gaze. The phone is forgotten for a moment, though they both can still hear it. Ember flips Ripper off, but does move to... do whatever it is she's supposed to do to play with the pottery wheel.

Ripper
"If you showed half as much concern about other stuff than you did on your outfits each evening..."

Ember March
"Why are you complaining?"

Ripper
"I am not complaining."

Ember March
"I hang out with you. I follow you around. I had a dream I was a vigilante sidekick... my name is Ember I'm a lesser known character..." She quotes.

Ripper
*grins* "I thought it was me who followed you around. Alright, alright-this can hold this enough for later while it hardens in heat. You want to go on an adventure then?"

Ripper
misses the quote but gets the inference behind it.

Ember March
"I... " She drops the apron. "Okay. But, I get to yanno... do this later? Right?" She makes a swirling finger motion toward the pottery wheel and moves to follow Ripper. "Where are we going?"

Ripper
"Yes, of course. I wouldn't hold you back. I'm not sure how exciting it will turn out to be but we could either try a hand with treasure hunting or another option is for a spot of small arms dealing."

Ripper
"That is, if you're still feeling appropriately dressed for accomplishing one or the other."

Ripper
:-}

Ember March
She moves back to her previous train of thought. "You follow me because you're a stalker. I follow you because... I'm new in town and don't want to get lost... Although, I guess I could always use Google Maps." She shakes her phone in Ripper's direction.

Ripper
"Both endeavors are potentially lucrative."

Ripper
"See? then it works out for us both."

Ripper
"

Ember March
"Google Maps?" She questions. She's teasing, she casts a glance over her shoulder and shrugs on her jacket plucked from the back of a chair.

Ripper
*slips out of the plastic apron he is wearing, pulling the translucent material up over his head and out over top leaving a reddish - brown smudge of modeling clay streaked unnoticed across the left side of his face

Ember March
Ember gives Ripper a glance, "Oh, my gosh! Come into the kitchen. She takes a dish towel and wets a corner in the sink. "Do you want to do it or do you want me to do it? You can't go out in public like that."

Ripper
glowers dutifully over top of the towel. "I'd like to see why not."

Ember March
"I suppose you could. You'd look silly, though." Ember dabs at the spot with the towel, wiping it away.

Ripper
*lessens to smudge to a light covering, creating a small dynamic of living skin across otherwise pallid flesh*

Ember March
Seeing that she must get more aggressive... Ember reaches for... more soap. "Oh... *******... Come here." She will clean his face, if it takes half the products on the bathroom shelves to do so.

Ripper
"You know, this time here would have been a perfect occasion for utilizing the bike..."

Ember March
"You're not going to drop it, are you? I thought we agreed you were."

Ripper
"What must have been misunderstood was the thought how I was acting with a pure benevolently. "

Ember March
"Yes, yes, you are very sweet... and you smell amazing." She laughs. "... and you're cleaner. Let's go."

Ripper
*half-hearted arguments die in this throat and they set out*




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Ripper
"Let's see how bad it is..."

Ripper
"Just a scratch even." *smiles encouragingly*

Ember March
Ember gave Ripper a glance. "Well... think of it this way... This is one outfit you'll never see again..." She offers, staring at the rent in her leg from the spray of the assailant's bullets. Her regenerative abilities were already attempting to reknit and repair the flesh, but it still hurt like the Dickens. She tries to make it to her feet...

Ripper
*keeping this term in mind, he feels bold enough to use the teal-colored ribbon to tie a tourniquet around the exits wounds.*

Ripper
"If clothes are what you love most than better start looking for some closet space."

Ripper
"Because so long as there's multiples of each outfit than I shouldn't have to hear any more complaining."

Ripper
"There's sure to be a flaw in that reasoning somewhere that you could reveal to me..."

Ripper
"I'm actually wondered what it might be."

Ember March
"Well, if I ruin this outfit... I get a new one?"

Ripper
"If that's what it takes."

Ember March
"Pardon?" She cast Ripper a glance, hissing as air is sucked between her teeth. "Can we get out of here?" She's hobbling, but still holding her weapon.

Ripper
"Aye that we can so soon as the coast is clear."

Ripper
"And you find your feet again."

Ripper
"Got any good yarns for the meantime?"

Ember March
Ember laughs, and finds that it hurts to do so. "Ripper... not funny. Look at my shirt and jacket. What the ****? Let's just get out of here? I can make it, I promise."

Ember March
"Hey... hey Ripper..."

Ember March
"Now would be a good time to have that motorcycle..." She finds this inordinately funny.

Ripper
*while bending down close to tie up her wounds the smell of salty intoxication is overpowering in sensation and without any conscious sensation he licks around the punctured edges where blood has spilled over."

Ember March
"Are... are you trying to close them faster? I don't think that will work." Ember is giving Ripper an odd look.

Ember March
"Are you hurt? Do you need to feed?"

Ripper
*shakes head* "No reason to let it pool away in waste."

Ripper
*once again he opens a vein for her consumption, already buffered with her intake of vitality for this night*

Ripper
*his

Ember March
Ember leans forward, gripping Ripper's wrist as she feeds. It assists to accelerate the healing process. He has to disentangle himself slightly. It was rather addictive, after all.

Ripper
grins again through bloodstained teeth. "Let's get the **** out of here."

Ember March
"Okay, let's go." Ember's smiling, and more than ready to go.




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