BladeRunner

Would have been cool of he stick around. What was his other account name besides Vanari?

Okay, so his death was presumed, there's some shenanigans behind it but nothing magical. And you're right he doesn't have to choose her or anything. But keep your characters history or whatever the same, you don't have a change anything at all. It'll be interesting to see what happens.

There we go, last character I'm making for this club ever. Don't wanna overdo it. Not bringing this one in until after the event of course, perhaps being side by side with Kits newer character?

Name: Johnathan "Takadux" Windcaller Age: 23 Sex: Male Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Role: Warrior (Omega previously) Personality: Johnathan is defined much like his father: a stone cold appearance and easily intimidating. Despite that, John is not malevolent nor is he a loner, rather he is rather nice and calm. That isn't to say he can't go from a two to a ten real quick, he tends to go from bantering to actual fighting depending on the situation, he is sarcastic but has a strong disposition to others hurting women even if the woman can handle themselves. Overall he is a gentleman, takes care of business, and is work driven. He can also keep secrets real good. Appearance Details: John has an Endomorphic build and broad shoulders, much like his father Austin, he is a behemoth standing at a whopping 7'3" with a masculine build. He has no hairs on his body save for his legs, arms, and the goatee he has going and his hair is a short deep brown while his eyes are a hazel blue, green and brown mix which is rare in itself. John has tattoos along his body especially with the old pack he ran with back in Texas, with the Iron Blooded Pack insignia branded on his neck not forcefully but as a sign that it is his first pack. But he also has a variety of scars from previous fights against other werewolves and silver weaponry from hunters, being closer to the Mexico border there is more wolf/Hunter activity than vampiric. Other Details (Optional): John's wolf form is silver much like Austin's, being the same rare breed as his father, his eyes are silver as well. His height changes from 7'3" to 11'1" which makes him an absolute unit compared to other wolves... Except of course his father's form who grows just a few inches more. John has no hatred for vampires nor Human's, but rather is suspicious of other wolves of not distrusting of the undead as well, however unlike Austin the young lad has moved on with his life and has no resentment toward his father whatsoever.

And there was, the stark contrast between two different pasts and experiences. Though Toshiro was there for the majority of the purge him.and his master, and the other students and Fangs avoided a great deal except for those on duty. His own judgement of Vampires and other undead of the likes was set in stone, though he was one as well, he didn't consider himself evil despite the spilt blood dealt before. While others remained hidden to avoid conflict with Human's, he remained hidden for the kill, that was the cast difference. With a sigh and pulling his face cloth down again for a sip of tea, he has a slight smile on his face, Toshiro leaned back and said in his soft voice, "I'm sorry to hear that, my wife was killed in the purge... Albeit for different reasons. The only family I had were my mother and father, farmers and cultivators back during... Well, a little past five hundred A.D. in the Colony of Kuguryo. After my becoming I was sort of forced to becoming a sailor by Master Agito to prevent me accidentally killing them, so whatever currency I had I always sent it to my parents until their dying day. I took whatever valuables we're there for sentimental value and always kept them with me ever since, I sold my parents farmland to my cousin who put it to good use. But... I'm getting off topic aren't I?" Toshiro sets his teacup down and pulls his face cloth back up over his nose. The thing almost hugged his skin tightly, possibly an elastic product that didn't bother him, "If I'm being honest, I met my wife about ten years before the purge, beautiful woman only that... Well... She happened to be a Luna for a wolves pack," The Fang let that settle in, naturally Vampires and Werewolves were enemies but this didn't seem to be a case, "Her pack wasn't very accepting of me at all but it was her word over theirs, so as to protect me from potential attacks I had built a house just outside of their territory. In time they trusted me enough to tag along hunts, I had children even, but then the purge happened. It all acted out so quickly..." The Fang seemed to reminisce that day until he snapped back to reality, "But the past is the past, I got over it so long ago, one of the core things I was taught was to not let history define you. I've traveled the world since then, seen many sites, partook in wars and battles, even had a fling with royalty way back when. We are here now, are we not? I will gladly stay here for some time, I was originally going to clear out that New Haven but... There's already some people trying to do that. Anywho, you won't have to worry about Humans and I, I'm not some Newblood thirsting for a drink."

It's all good cuz. Also he did have a son, that's a long time ago though. And it's the same old Austin being mentioned there are some missing pieces to character history I just didn't put in there at all so if I mention something that's not necessarily part of the chars bg that's the reason for times sake.

No no, I probably shoulda clarified that, but he was giving an example of what they were like. Not saying there was an actual shadow government lol But I getchyu

I'm considering one last character for after the event and stuff. Not revealing them till afterwards.

"Ahhh, I see," Toshiro said taking the tea and giving his thanks to the thrall showing the same level of politeness as he shown Miana, "Well then! It's good to know you're not at full-on war. Forgive me I have an odd habit of assuming the worst of situations!" Toshiro took a sip of his gold brewed tea, he didn't bother with sugar as that tends to take away from the actual flavour. When he had spike it almost seemed like he was relieved, but he didn't press on the matter. Clearing his throat the Fang said, "Though their numbers far outweigh the vampire and even the werewolves I have no worry of Humans. I was there during the purge in our history, my master was wise enough to avoid the whole conflict in it's own. To see all manners of vampires eradicated was... Not sure what the word was. Ehm- If you've lost some from that time I apologize. But from where I was trained vampires practically ruled the Human world behind the commanding emperor's and leaders, much like a shadow government if you will. There were no "good" undead lord's where I was, so I've only ever seen the ugliest sides of our kind, that of course were why the White Fangs were made." Toshiro took another sip, cocking his head up slightly and looking at the ceiling, "We were the one's who evened the playing field, assassin's and spies, we were considered some of the deadliest vampires not because of power or magic, but because of raw skill. When one apple is spoiling the bunch we are sent to throw it out. When a Duke- mind you this actually happened- decided to slaughter countless villages I and a few of our brothers and sisters were sent to handle him. The bastard treated his... Thralls? Is that what you call them? Anyway I'm getting off topic. That same vampire met his end by my sword, him and his whole family. We couldn't leave witnesses either, so any thrall or guest that were there met a quick and painless end." Toshiro then looked back to Miana after setting his glass of tea down, "I don't blame the Human's, and I have a respect for them, after all I was one at one point... Do please forgive me! I tend to go on storytelling-! Not necessarily supposed to but it happens on occasion!"

They were pretty much trying to move in and take over. It didn't work out

Lol, how ironic it'd be the Sun Strider pack I mentioned as Austin before XD RIP

The lazy eyelids rose just barely at the realization that this was indeed Miana Blackthorne. Toshiro bowed deeper now and rose back up in sincere apology. He assumed that this was an underling, but from.what he's heard the Blackthorne Coven we're done of the more powerful families in the modern world. He assumed that Miana would be much older, then again, he shouldn't have had high expectations. Still it was an honorable visit to the castle. "My sincerest apologies, Mistress Miana," Toshiro stated, then walked into the room and took his seat. Once Miana herself was placed wherever she felt comfortable Toshiro continued, "My name is Ito Toshiro. It was a meeting about five years ago, March the Third, I was scheduled to come here all of the way from Alaska but I had my hands tied with last minute interferences. I'm not certain if you knew of my duties as a White Fang, but I was... Clearing out some unwanted guests. Plenty of them actually, Coven feuds tend to become all chaotic of the sorts. There's not many of my kind left in the world so the problems I had sort of stayed awhile." While one may put it off as some excuse, the fact that Toshiro mentioned that he was a White Fang was no easy set of words at all. An assassin, specialists in all manners of sword and fighting skills, to add White Fangs were masters of illusionary works. For a vampire to say it so casually underestimated the actual rank, White Fangs have been around since the founding of the second generation of Vampiric Covens, they were essentially the personal grin reapers of Coven Patriarchs and Matriarchs. It was a high and esteemed rank, one honorable and feared, but Toshiro pressed on as of it were no matter at all. "I remember you mentioning that you were in conflict with this Midnight Pack. I apologize of I am late by a massive margin, this scuffle led from one operation to the next. Hopefully I am not too late to be under your employment?"

Backing away just a few steps as the mistress of the castle stepped out, Toshiro gave a quick bow in apology and replies, "Forgive the intrusion, ma'am. I am looking for one Miana Blackthorne? I am... A bit late for an interview- or rather a simple meeting so to say." Toshiro was polite but he was possibly holding onto the "old ways" as some of the you get vampires called it. However he wasn't the casual Joe or someone who treated their employer like another equal individual. But first impressions always last for the most part, and this was a showcase of it. When Toshiro spoke his words seemed quiet, but they were like the cool wind that the skin happily greeted. He had a slight smile that could be seen under the neck cloth, and his eyes looked as calm as could be. The Fang could now sense the woman's energy, or rather her presence at that. She seemed old, not as old as he was but certainly it was impressive. Most older vampires were hunted down in the old days they say, and only the younger one's existed save for those who were only a few hundreds years old. That was, to Toshiro they were young.

The rabid scents of pheromones and heat and sex were kicked into the air of the mansion it seemed. It was enough to disgust and intrigue the Alpha of the Midnight Pack, Auvunux Windcaller... Or just Austin. He was fresh from a shower and alone time with one of his warriors Rinoa, and for the first time in a little over fifteen years he actually screwed around. Though it was through needs between two individual wolves, it was more on an emotional and sentimental scale to him. Is that was "liking" someone felt like? It was so foreign! Austin was dressed in a black t-shirt and gym shorts and shoes, hefting a roll of bed launder through the halls and down the steps of the foyer, before taking another turn and heading through a swinging door that lead through a utility hall. The scent of the "love" mixture on the sheets and blankets were strong even enough to block his scent, and he was none the wiser to not realize it anyone was stalking him. Damn this mating season! Right now did his best to hide the monstrous erection he still had, tucked away in the crease of his shorts and hidden well. Unless one were observant enough. Right now Austin's goal was simple: drop the sheets off, get to the kitchen and make something simple, and head back to the Alpha's Wing, that was it! However he had a distinct feeling that if he and Rinoa somehow went another round someone would try to look. As he entered the massive laundry room, with driers and washers lining the walls, Austin simply opened one of the washing machine and threw the laundry in, carefully draping the cloths in so that they can be evenly cleaned. He then set the blankets in and after putting in lavender dish detergent he also poured plenty of fabric softener in there before closing it up. Austin turned the machine on heavy load, and had several other settings to ensure that the bed launder would be cleaned. The smells of detergents and clean clothes was now filling his nostrils and the need to screw more was dying down. He rested on one of the machine, waiting for a minute before he could move out. What to cook exactly?

The idea was to actually try and have the pair meet up in the Wing, within the Event. I am assuming the event spans the entirety of the Mansion, so I'll be starting it off... This is goin to be an interesting journey XD I'm thinking there will be shenanigans that could stop either of the two, what a challenge "Get off me! I just want food and to go to my room you horny fucks!"

"I guess that is something I will hold you to, then. Just to get a head start I'll head out in a minute. I wouldn't mind a little doodle or two." Austin said with a broad smile, surprisingly. The Alpha finished up his showering practically and decided to dry off and pull his clothes back on from the main room. Heat was a bitch, as he's heard plenty of times, and there were literal times when a pair... A trio... Or worse, a group, would go at it the whole night with little to no rest. He only hoped that he wouldn't be too involved in the season... But that was wishful thinking. By the time Austin had his clothes on he started to diligently roll up the bedsheets and blankets affected by his and Rinoa's cocktail of love and hefted then on his shoulder. From there, Austin walked out the door and shut it behind him, locking it before it fully shut to prevent any intruder from bothering Rinoa. And so he starts his grand journey from Rinoa's room to the basement laundry room, and then to the kitchen... Joyous.

The Alpha simply rinsed his body off of any fluids and sweat, earlier he'd taken a shower so this would suffice. However that was that the smell of his own musk and Rinoa's wouldn't wear off anytime soon, but primitive as it may be he'd rather have that linger for a bit. He was still infatuated by the woman's odd charm, but he cocked a curious brow as she made the statement that no one would normally accept her. This may be due to her preference for "Human things," as werewolves prefer a difference of flavours... Although they themselves have very similar tastes. Austin was considered Wolf before Man as he had always carried the blood only that he needed to discover his lineage and a way to unlock his true "self." "I will," Austin starts brushing a strand of wet hair just behind her ear, his next words were sift and tender but there was a seriousness about them, "And I would. Anyone who wouldn't is a fool. You're beautiful, you've got your own little charm that can draw certain people in... Listen, if anyone tries anything on you that you don't want and they cause trouble, let me know and I'll handle it." Before Rinoa had come into the picture of the pack that made up the canvas he had an incident that needed tending to. Or culling. One of the female wolves were in heat but wanted to skip out on the year and wait for her Human boyfriend to come back to Spruce Moore, he served in the military which Austin had a great respect for. When he did return she invited him to the Midnight Mansion having already spilled the beans, and after a few beers and thorough talking, Austin gave them the blessings to marry and move more in town. A group of "antsy" males had intercepted them, new members from an old gang, and not only wounded the husband but attempted to gang rape the female. Austin happened to bringing the pair the Human's wallet when he got there in the nick of time, and when the group didn't back down and insulted the Alpha he ended the six in mere moments. He was not having a repeat, and he was not afraid of taking a life either. "No, no, let me surprise you. It'll take a bit but I will definitely have something for you. Let me handle the work too, you just get your rest, yeah?"

Right now it has to do with the Midnight Pack's mating season. Not sure what's gonna happen, but I assume it's gonna be important

While waiting around had been fine and dandy, it wasn't necessarily his ideas of fun. Toshiro was supposed to be expected, maybe not by a grandiose welcoming committee or by anyone who could have been higher on the pecking order, but still he was scheduled to be here... About five years ago. With what there being possible heat between perhaps another Coven or even this one becoming lax, it was still rude to keep one waiting. Toshiro at the time had business in Tarence- a large and popular city several days from Spruce Moore, and after his leaving there was a major power gap which allowed the right kind of Coven leader to do their job and break the criminal organization there. They were quite rude too, but they also have their heads removed with silver. Walking through the halls and looking through the various big rooms, Toshiro was surprised that he had not seen a single soul save for a servant or two who seemed to be doing cleaning. He avoided them of course, not wanting to be a bother to them, but still he moved forward until he picked up footsteps in his hearing. He stopped and turned a corner to find an open door with light coming from it. A bedroom perhaps? No, there were bedrooms on the other side of the building, maybe it was a launder room? With little to no regard, the White Fang moved onward wanting to at least talk to someone in this labyrinth! Upon reaching the light, Toshiro composed himself and knocked on the doorframe. He said in a soft voice that was vocal enough for one to hear clearly, "Hello? I am in need of assistance if anyone is in there." The Fangs tone was calm, relaxed and quite approachable. So was his demeanor if one would indulge in reading his emotion- an empath in short. But he had hoped he truly was not bothering anyone. The issue was, he didn't feel out the air nor decide to prod around sending everything, he wasn't necessarily getting any dangerous feelings of the place so there was no need to be on the defensive.

The Alpha allowed for seconds to pass after Rinoa's gesture to join her. He hefted himself more upward with his weight now being off of the door, it creaked and groaned just slightly despite its sturdy make. He waltzed over with what the steam quickly building up in the small room and entered the shower with Rinoa. In one instant he was slightly chilled and with the next his skin felt warmth quickly and it relaxed him. "There is no need to thank me, any man with a sense would have done the same," Austin replies with meaningful words, he stepped just behind Rinoa and continued, "I'll haul the laundry down to the basement once we're finished, that'll save you a trip. You can have my room for the night and I will join you... When I can if no one stops me on the way, I might stop and make myself something to eat. But should you need something while I'm gone, I gave mushroom and gravy beef tips in my mini fridge, and some bottles of water too." Between that time and in minutes, anything could happen with Austin given his roll in the pack. But he would rather spend the rest of it with the woman he quite literally fucked instead of leaving her all by herself. Years ago he shared that room with Daliah when he wasn't pushing her away too much but that was all in the past, and now he'd have a guest in the Wing. How nice.

Could I contribute a few skills to the list? They were spells I was gonna have my character reveal in combat and such later on when that point comes. They'd be lightning magic and sprinkles and fairy jizz and shit?

"Hah!" Austin couldn't help but give a hearty laugh at the woman's returning shyness, instincts or no, she was still the same when he'd first met her. He didn't say it out loud but he thought her action was cute and her tone turn a different pitch tied that in, he spoke vocally, "I do not mind one bit-" The Alpha picked the woman up off the ground, scooping her into a bridal position as he kicked the door open to the bathroom though the door was cracked. There was a realization that he forgot his own strength at times and could only remember that he wasn't some 6'8" teenager playing football. Good days, "-Just as long as you don't make anymore messes I think we should be fine." Austin's tease was companied by a sudden nip at Rinoa's ear. He set her down carefully on the kitchen counter and moved to turn the water on for the shower, and quickly the water grew hot as seconds passed; once that was done the Alpha made sure the water was at a decent temperature and not boiling their skins off. He'd close the door and leaned against it, gesturing with a hand for Rinoa to go first. Truth be told, him leaning against the door was a way to rest for a second, as he was coming down from his energy he felt more mellow and the tiredness coming back to haunt him... In a miniscule way.

Austin could no longer gd his in. The moment Rinoa reach her high her walls clamped down on his cock which was just enough for him to finally release. Whatever was left it was pumped out, large gushes and globs filling Rinoa's womb, he forced upward to get as far as he could into her. Austin's face seemed a more than blushed, veins popped through the skin of his neck as he jerked and thrusted more to finish off. Finally he settled down and eased his lower half upon feeling a new warmth down his testicles which signified that he most likely was done for the time being. Wrapping his arms around Rinoa's back Austin breathed in and out silently but heavily. His heart could be felt and heard pounding in his chest at the foreign activity, but then it started to slow as well. The one thing that certainly didn't change was that he hadn't removed his cock just yet taking in every feeling, and after a few minutes he finally slid his still-hard staff from Rinoa's sheath. A hand moved upward to the back of the woman's head playing with locks of hair, but he just remained on the bed and stared into the wolfess's eyes when he could. "I think..." Austin's starts, despite still having a hard shaft standing proudly and wet in the air, "I think I'm tapped for right now. A shower may be in order if I'm being honest ..." Austin then looked around at the bedsheets, "And maybe staying off your bed for a bit... You could always use the Alpha Wing for the night?"

I gotcha. Then I'll have something once I'm done with my current scene. Should be getting there soon.

The Alpha let loose a breath through gritted teeth as the woman before him continued her work. Everything in her soft tunnel was otherworldly and it felt like he was in heaven , for a change, Austin wasn't alone at all. He continued to thrust in and out matching the rhythms of Rinoa, and as she bounced evidently faster he could feel the building heat and clenching walls of her cunt pressing onto his shaft. Already Austin could feel a buildup, and he thought to himself, 'So soon?' The pace grew faster and so did their breaths, efforts seemed double, a mixture of juice from Rinoa's snatch and Austin's precum lathering the bed beneath them dampening the fabrics. But it was clearly ignored. Austin held back his sudden burst with some escaping, and everytime Rinoa lifted herself there were strands of cum and liquids between their pelvis before they would meet again in a split second. Austin reached over at her thigh and hooked a hand onto it, loosely his arm moved with Rinoa's movements and with a thumb he started to rapidly play with her clit. "Rinoa...! I'm not gonna- hold on much longer..." Austin manages through ragged breaths.