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 Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 10:45 pm
The girl, lept at the woman whom stood before her, previously killing her mate. That was the way she thought of it, primitive ways. This man had laid his own blood to her, she must protect it and he self, by killing this woman. The letter opener was produced and aimed to sink into the woman's breast.
She picked up speed. The faster she got to some end of this the sooner she could lavish herself in other jobs and up-keeps. Onto the next prey, or some one whom could hunter better then herself. She was a tracker, her job was to hunt and look for those who didn't have as strong and eye or nose, but strong enough wit, arm and fitness, the killers.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 10:50 pm
The woman growled and dodged, feeling the small point dig into her upper arm. She quickly slashed towards the woman's head with her own blade. A human, Attacking her? She was angry now. What human could consider itself worthy to attack a vampire!?
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 9:53 am
Looking for shelter, and a place to hide out for a couple of days, Persayis walked along the streets looking at the buildings she past by. Soon she came to one particular establishment and slowly placed her hood over her head so that no one could identify her just by looking. As she walked into the tavern, the vampire made sure that the hilt of her sword wasn't visible , just to be cautious. "May I help you?" a small woman asked behind the bar. Persayis nodded before replying, "Yes, I need lodging. Do you have any vacant rooms?" The woman smiled, revealing her fangs then nodded and leaned down and retrieved something from behind the bar. "Would you like me to show you where your room is?" she asked while holding out the key to Persayis. "No thank you, that won't be necessary." she said then took the key and made her way upstairs. The room key had a small piece of leather attached to it with her room number branded on to it. 1....2....3....4....5...6...7...8 she thought while she scanned doors. After arriving at room 8 she unlocked the door and entered the small room, closing the door behind her. Persayis's boots clicked against the wood as she walked towards the window where she looked out upon the crowded streets. "I have a feeling I'm being hunted" she mummbled under her breath while removing her hood, uncovering her shoulder length black hair and her small brown eyes. The vampire removed her sword from her the holster on her side and held it in her hand. I hope this will not lead to something I hate doing. she thought before releasing a sigh.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 11:03 am
The sword struck, as she fell, limp to the ground, belly down. Her final thoughts and words lost in the end.
She was in the city, She had cleaned herself a bit, and the cloak was about her hiding everything exept the top half of her head, as was her, and the rest of her tracker team's, way. She was stalking when she smelt, human blood, but not that of which the vendors sold, a few days old, and aged, this was fresh, and just then spilt, she knew she must in vestigate. It was half her job to keep humans down another to keep vampires who thought they could keep humans down. she saw, to her right, a noble's house, two of its windows werebroken, one out wards the other in. She was at the wall and scaling it, then sitting upon the sill, watching.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 11:44 am
The woman vampire watched the human fall, then set to her grizly task with a grim detachment. Her sword was sharp enough to make short work of the utchering. She had grown quite skilled at the job. Assassinations weren't always needed, and she often had to set to selling rogue meat to the vendors. when she had finished taking the body apart, breaking it into sellable cuts, she pulled a cloak from the nobleman's closet and wrapped the meat up, leaving the organs, head, feet and hands, since they were quite useless. She straightened up with a sigh and walked towards the broken window again. When she saw the woman sitting there, she froze, her mind racing. Would she have to kill this one too? Would she have known this man? Would she seek revenge?
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 12:22 pm
Persayis moved away from the window and sat on the bed, resting her sword next to her. She untied her cloak and slid it off, laying it beside her sword. The vampire picked her sword up, unsheathed it then examined the blade for a moment. "Hmmm...dull." she mummbled to herself then sheathed it. Persayis stood up and placed her sword in the holster on her hip. She exited her room then the tavern and returned to the crowded streets. Since she was only going to a blacksmith to have the blade sharpened, she thought it was unnecessary to cover her face. Walking along the street, the vampire kept one hand on the hilt of her sword, in case someone tried to attack. Now where was that blacksmith...
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:43 pm
She giggled, craned a bit, to look around the woman to her work. It was clean cuts, and pure blood spill it seemed, and this woman, was good enough to sell the parts she could. She staied her post upon the sill.
"An-a**-in" Her togue was that of a mockery, but a bit of overtone respect. It was a trap the woman would fall to or not. "But marks?" a question so clean hissed it seemed a one often easily asked. Her final question was the only real on, and the least traped. "Orders?" straight to the point, she didn't like to waste time.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 3:12 pm
Entering a small shop, Persayis looked around and saw a man hammering a scorching hot blade with a hammer on top of what appeared to be an anvil. "Excuse me." she said softly while looking at the man with a small smile. He looked up while setting down his tools and wiping his hands on a dirty rag. "May I help you?" he asked and Persayis nodded while replying, "Yes, I need to have my blade sharpened." The man walked up to her and held out his hand, "May I see the sword?". She unhooked the sword from her holster then placed into the blacksmith's hand. He unsheathed it halfway, examined it for a moment, returned it to it's cover then looked at Persayis. "Come pick it up tomorrow, around the same time. When I return your sword to you that is when you pay." Persayis didn't like the fact that she wouldn't have her weapon for some time and therefore wouldn't be able to protect herself very well, but didn't say anything. Instead she nodded, turned around, and exited the shop. Returning to the streets, Persayis looked around before beginning to make her way back to the tavern.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 8:24 pm
The woman was silent, but edged towards the windowsill slowly, her hands still tight on her sword and bundle of meat. She was listening.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:39 pm
She saw this, and added harashly to her one sided and idle chat.
"Well Answer, less you be a common thief and murder" he seating on the sill was good enought o stay there, but positioned so she could easily escape when, and if that time came for her to act in that way.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 11:08 pm
"What buisness is my profession to you?" The vampire hissed, her grip on her sword shifting.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 7:42 pm
On her way back to the tavern Persayis stopped when a human child stared up at her while sitting on the ground in front of a cart that sold human meat. "May I help you?" the vendor asked her. She didn't take her eyes off of the child as she replied, "Yes. I would like to buy this child." The vendor nodded then held out his hand, wanting money. Persayis put her hand into her pocket and pulled out 5 coins and placed it into the vendor's hand. He then took a chain off of the child's ankle and pulled it up by it's dirty shirt. She grabbed it's wrist then disappeared into the crowd. "W-Where are we going?" the child asked. Persayis remained silent while going in the opposite direction of the tavern. She was planning to release this human just like she had done earlier, but this time she prayed she wouldn't fail.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 1:16 am
"tell me, for it is a great seed of knowledge... I am not here for you" She stood on the sill, this woman was wasting her time, she needed the information and now was better then even a second later... She would touch the place if she could... and well... she wanted to.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:20 am
The woman was silent a moment longer, then decided it could do no harm, and drew herself up to her full height. "Yes, I am an assassin. I work for the Great Lord, carrying out his will." She stood strong. She'd fought off the rebelious before, and was sure she could do it again now, were this stranger one of those seeking to destroy Vladmir's world.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 11:02 am
"Good... For i am but a traker... and i am on the trail of one whom let a human...Out, out of the wall... I killed the filth, but the tratior to the Vampyre Lord, i have not found as yet." She moved on the sill a bit, this woman, now had a differnt light and feel about her, which she didn't get or understand often.
"i suppose you would have no problem countinueing and finishing the job for me.."
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