Chiyako

Alicia reached up, adjusting her goggles. Such defiance in spite of what she had been given, but she could not blame the mutt. Being forced to submit to one's own urges before an enemy had to be embarrassing. Perhaps this might prove useful in the future too. Anger led one to hasty, irrational decision making. Darion, despite being new to the area, was perceptive enough to understand the situation. While the daylight did make things more difficult for her and she hadn't eaten or rested much she still had at least seven or eight hundred years of experience over any one of the wolves. As the vials were tossed over she snatched them out of the air, slipping each within her coat. They would be useful ingredients for future projects. "Good boy" she whispered. "Now then, my message. Your pack exists only so long as we allow it. You would do best to stick to your little plot of assigned land. These are dangerous woods. One cannot anticipate when a stray or two might go missing." She turned to venture away, only to pause. "If your Alpha desires to speak terms then he may venture out into these woods in the night, and I shall see to it that we speak when I am good and ready. That is if he isn't afraid of the dark. Until we meet again." With her word said, her experiment a success, and more valuable materials collected, Alicia made her way back towards the castle, leaping between the trees. Your move.

This is not entirely wrong!

Alicia has no thrulls yet!

Of course! Alicia must! For science!

Oh yes. Alicia gonna get herself a couple of science werewolf thralls. For science!

Yes Alicia shall take both and give them little collars and goggles and lab coats.

I'd have to agree. Werewolves can be pretty scary but a vampire with hundreds of years of experience and access to arcane abilities is going to be a major issue in its own right.

Vampires lucky Miana is older and Alicia isn't leading.

I don't run the RP but my guess would be that they'd want to get permission, I think? Well she can't promise that they won't get blown off, but she could certainly get them put back on! Or replaced! Alicia is a master of sciences and the arcane arts, after all!

I'd guess that werewolves would have greater numbers, given their need to constantly keep the pack strong due to their lack of immortality. Also given the vampire's ability to utilize arcane arts numbers on the werewolf's side would be better. Besides that I wouldn't put it past Alicia either to occasionally swipe a lone wolf for experimental purposes. She would not be adverse to getting her hands bloodied. For science!

Despite my presence they were able to finish to completion. The potential as a distraction is well proven. Very good. Beneath her mask Alicia let loose a content sigh. With her experiment having proven a resounding success she finally felt good enough to rest. But first she had to make it home. More importantly, another opportunity presented itself to her. Not one to let such things pass the vampire reached into her coat. When her hand emerged again she held a couple of empty glass vials. She approached the two closer still, tossing the objects towards Darion. "Such potent material should not be left to waste. Fill those for me. You may use what was deposited upon her. Do so and I shall take my leave peacefully." Of course she knew full well the physical advantages afforded to a werewolf. Her journal was shut and stuffed back into one of her larger outer pockets alongside her pencil. "Perhaps you might deliver a message to your alpha as well" she mentioned, turning her gaze towards Rava. "Rather, your alpha, although it is sure to apply to the both of you within the week."

Desiring a better look, the curious vampire had moved closer. Even so, she was sufficiently far away that she could, if need be, make her escape. Despite her heavy clothes it was also important to remain within the darker areas as well, less she take greater risks than were necessary. Still, even moving just a bit closer was fine enough. She had a fine enough view to sketch out the copulation between the two werewolves. Very much like any ordinary Human in this form. They are both very receptive to what has happened. Interesting. It is a shame that they changed back. I would have liked to see the other forms. Might there be different results in the other form? Changes to offspring? Note to self: look into creating something which might lock them within their feral forms. Should be possible. The little vampire, crouched not too far away, kept her rose tinted gaze locked firmly between the two while her pencil went to work in a blur. Even she had to admit that the sight before her was arousing. Admit to herself, anyways. No way was she admitting that to anyone else. I'll need to take care of that before I rest. Well, at least the male sounds as though he might be nearing his end.

@VenariWulf99 @Kitsuyumia I'll be out for most of the day so this is kind of perfect! Alicia will just be taking notes in the background and stalking the two if they move location, so feel free to continue without me for the moment! I'll maybe make another post later tonight.

Initially Alicia remained silent. This was the moment of truth. Would her concoction prove successful? If so, how successful? Her notepad and pencil were at the ready, but the little vampire was also prepared to move if need be. Outrunning a single werewolf would be no issue. Clearly aroused she thought, sketching out a close-up view of the male's genitalia. He appears to be aroused enough to engage with a vampire. Most interesting! This might require further studies. Beneath her hood Alicia's ear twitched. Another figure was approaching. This drew her gaze towards the direction of the second werewolf. A familiar one. What was her name? It mattered little, although it would make documentation easier. Still, it was important to catch her initial reaction before she intervened with words. Sketches were compiled of the woman. Her werewolf form, her transformation, and then finally her nude Human form. Just as it was with the male her arousal was very much on display, and Alicia made close-up sketches of this too. Uncontrollable heat. Concoction #80085: Puppy Love Bomb. Pass. A rousing success even! Despite her having initiated the conflict in the first place the larger of the werewolves peeled his attention away from her and towards the new arrival. Confident enough with the results of her experiment Alicia felt free to finally speak. "You are of the nearby clan, yes? I forget your name. But more importantly: you are lucky enough to have stumbled upon my experiment. It is clearly a success, and so I feel no issue in declaring what it is: a werewolf heat bomb. Potent, yes? Do not mind me. Copulate with one another. I will simply be taking notes." Already she was sketching out the scene. Darion's approach and the woman's losing battle with her own arousal. It was an alluring sight to behold. If she hadn't been so focused on her work then even she might have been aroused by the situation, although perhaps not as much as the other two currently were.

@Icarian Dreams Woo science fight!

No problem! I'm about to sleep for the night as well. Also given how old she is, and how she is, I wouldn't be surprised if Alicia has messed with the neighboring pack before with her experiments. Probably not all as kind as this one either, for reference. But plenty of rascally science antics abound!

With her trap already initiated Alicia felt comfortable enough to return to her sketching. Good thing, too, as the werewolf reverted to his Human form! Her pencil moved in a blur to capture as much information as she could take in. Sketches of his transformation and of his nude Human form. Notes too as he began to speak. Next time she would need to bring a telescope. Observe from a greater distance. Slaying the beast would have also been for the best, but it would not have worked for what was to come. Shame. A less experienced mutt might not have caught that. He is also civil enough to speak with me. A real shame. "You are correct. I am not here to kill you or your kin." Not a part of the pack? No doubt they have detected his presence within their territory. At least one should be on their way. If I am swift enough I might be able to take him. Alternatively, the bomb might make things a little more interesting. Alicia stood, balanced still upon the tree's limb. She dare not move closer. "I am Alicia von Vulf." With Darion's approach of the deer the creature's eyes suddenly widened, its breathing grew heavy, and the creature thrashed in an attempt to push itself to its feet, to flee from the predator! The needle had not been utilized to slay it. No, it was simply to neutralize the sedative. As the prey animal shifted its position a loud popping noise was heard beneath it and with it a cloud of faintly pink smoke erupted outwards in a seemingly harmless explosion! It carried a heavy canine scent, perhaps different to a werewolf, pleasant even, and it was packed with concentrated pheromones designed to induce a heat within their kind. Of course whether or not it actually worked was, as Alicia was about to find out, to be seen. "I am a woman of science. You are lucky enough to have arrived during one of my experiments. Breathe deep of the fumes. Enjoy yourself. One of your kin is bound to arrive soon. You can thank me later."

Alicia, in her silence, had noticed the werewolf's approach for a full minute before his arrival. She was not disappointed when she saw him. Not only was he a large specimen, but his markings suggested that he was well experienced. Bullet wounds, claw marks, even bite marks. Vampiric bite marks. Interesting. Have I tried werewolf blood? Her pencil went to work, moving swiftly across the page of her journal. She took notes. Sketched the werewolf and his wounds. When the creature's gaze snapped up towards her location Alicia paused for but a brief moment before she continued. Only when she'd put her initial observations down upon the parchment did she finally address the wolf. "What gave me away? My scent should be sufficiently covered." Pressing pencil and pad together into one hand Alicia reached into one of her pockets to remove a long thin iron needle wrapped in a thin layer of gauze. The instrument was pressed between the fingers grasping at her writing utensils and pulled, removing the gauze, which she allowed to drop to the forest floor below. Her hand swept out in a blur, and in the next moment the needle impacted with the deer's neck. Its eyes widened, breathing hitched as it went still. Alternative plan it is.

Finding two werewolves at once would be exciting for her experiments! Besides Alicia is old she could probably deal with them if push came to shove. Or at least make her escape. If anything it'd make sense for a werewolf to venture out and check to see why a new scent was in their territory, so it would make sense for another to look into Darion's arrival!

A lovely spot to make amends!

Deep within the oldest regions of the Spruce Moore Forest were pockets of dense woodlands, dense enough to blanket the forest floor in darkness. Even now in the day a vampire might venture out here if they were careful enough. For the most inquisitive of the vampires, this made for ideal experimental conditions. Laying within one of the lit clearings was a large deer. It was still alive, breathing heavily, although there were deep wounds clawed across its body. To a casual observer it would appear to be on death's door, having come under attack by some large predator, and perhaps having managed to only just make its escape. In reality it was drugged, sedated enough so that it could not move. A fine treat for any hungry werewolf. Vance's blood has fed me well enough. I can afford to run a little experiment before I rest. Perched up within one of the trees not far away was the little vampire. She wore her normal attire of course, but over this she had what she liked to call her observation garb. A dark red leather overcoat with a hood. A black mask. Red tinted goggles. Leather gloves. Even if she had to traverse out into the lit areas, she would be safe. While the coat itself also had pockets she did wear a thick belt and a bandolier filled with an assortment of gadgets. Pepper smoke bombs. Flashbangs. Various alchemical potions, some of which were untested. Thin leather blood pouches. Even silver throwing knives despite the danger they posed to her. All this for a simple test of her musk bomb. It was tucked away beneath the felled beast's body. Moving it would trigger the small explosive. This explosive in turn was designed not to maim but instead to unleash a burst of highly concentrated pheromones designed specifically to drive a werewolf into heat. As she had unwittingly discovered it had no effects upon thralls or vampires, but then that hadn't been her target in the first place. With any luck it will be a pair. Of course she wasn't a fool. Alicia had long since concocted a brew of concentrated materials from the forest, and once she'd set up the trap she had sprayed herself down with this mixture. If all went according to plan she wouldn't be picked up by the werewolf's extraordinary sense of smell. She waited, quiet, unmoving, her handy field guide and pencil prepared for note taking. Miana certainly wouldn't approve of her picking on their fuzzy neighbors, but then science cared little for such miniscule matters. A war might actually be useful.

Sure! That could be fun!

I think I may toss Alicia out into the Dark Woods.

Le gasp!

I wonder where Alicia might go next. Perhaps a test of her new project!