BladeRunner

Aside from her ever growing hunger, Nimona had waited a long time in line to finally order. And when she did, she held nothing back, with a wolves hunger and the urge to start hunting in the woods she fought that urge, and opted to ordering three philly steak sandwiches, five large fires, and six double cheese burgers with a fireball sauce- extra pickles, lettuce, tomato, sweet onion, she went hard on everything not caring if she needed to pay extra at all. Nimona walked with pride carrying her three large bags of food that was steaming hot. She did not even paying attention to the people staring at her as she did. She was hungry, and a girl's gotta eat! And then it happened. A sudden rush of heat flooded Nimona's head abd then her belly and groin area, the undeniable mark that she was in heat. Though she really wanted to talk to a lot of the ship owners Nimona had known since Austin introduced her to them- a group of friends really, she feared that even her pheromones would affect Humans! And most of those people were already married. Outwardly, Nimona brushed off the feeling, inwardly she was struggling to not go back to the mansion and seal herself up in get room. There was that fear of getting screwed by another pack member on the way home, literally. "OoOh God w-why now?" Nimona whimpered to herself. There was the option of just going back home, but she felt there was no way in hell she'd make it there in time or without running into someone. Last thing she needed were a member she considered a good friend turn their relationship awry, or getting gangbanged which the latter sounded much more pleasant- No! Snap out of it! Looking around a bit flustered, finally Nimona's eyes settled on the hotel just ahead. She pushed past several people in a hurry, and when she burst through the glass doors she quickly approached the receptionist who attempted to greet the young woman, only for Nimona to hurriedly slide a stack of bills the opposite woman. Nimona spoke rather quickly and in all the gibberish, the receptionist somehow understood what the wolf was saying and gave her a key and plenty of change leftover. Snatching both objects, Nimona started to rush down the hall then went upward the stairs. But before reaching her room, Nimona stopped just a door ahead of it hearing a familiar voice. Darion? She could certainly smell his musk, unmistakable and unique for werewolves, but there was another... Something odd, another woman? She carefully set the bags down and with a slow turn of the knob, Nimona cracked the door opened just slightly. There, the smell got stronger, the smell of a vampire. And then she leapt into action. Nimona kicked the door open, her teeth bared and ready to rip apart the... Very... Nude couple... "What the- you're fucking a vampire?!" Nimona states pointedly at the pair, the front of her jeans were slightly dampened and the smell of ecstasy in the air didn't help, "I thought you were being attacked? What the fuck Darion?"

For IC reasons, where the hell are Darion and Alicia? Because I've been trying to find out where they are in the night market Also I got mah boi Toshiro open for any vamp?

Howdy

The expensive but tidy and cozy motor home of one Toshiro Ito, it can expand due to built-in interior extensions and is packed full of book, food, and whatever else the White Fang needs for the road. Behind it is an additional hitch camper that is used as a primary bedroom and sunroom for rare/common plants.

Lolol she's kinda there for anyone to interact with if they want. If Darion and Nimona bump into each other that's fine, I'm just trying to do something ya know?

"Again, sorry for buying up your spices Mr. Cline!" Nimona shouted out of the small cooking shop known as Clarice and Hannable's Dish, which the name was a solid nod to the movie Silence of of the Lambs. It was a regular place for the young woman to visit for homemade recipe books, spices and herbs, but also to help the shopkeeper Donny Cline know what's going on with the Midnight Pack Alpha. Until tonight she really didn't know that Austin hadn't visited the town of Spruce Moore in so long, and there were clearly old friends who missed the big guy. "Yeah yeah it's all good sweetheart," Donny said waving the girl off, "And tell that massive cunt that he still owes me that drink, ya hear!" Nimona nodded and gave her goodbyes before promptly exiting the shop. She didn't feel all that hungry back at the house but now... She was starving. She had left her own platter of food in a container for someone else to eat... Or for herself to eat tomorrow. But regardless, Nimona pressed on with a small bag containing bottles of garlic, minced onion, whole sage and parsley, she was hurting a lot less but was sick of being in her wolf form given she was stuck out in the wilderness for three days. And granted, it was a vampire of all things that healed her she still felt guilty that the lady wasn't repaid at all! But then again the young wolf wouldn't dare cross over to that castle either! Nimona was garbed blue jean shorts that came down to her middle thighs and blue tenne-shoes, she wore a loose fitting white t-shirt and to complete it had on a blue jean jacket. Her face were done up with a little make-up as well, just a slight amount of red lipstick for the top and purple for the bottom and mascara helped make a difference. That was just her style, anyway. Her stomach growled however just before she could enter another small shop, causing the woman to turn back and go nowhere in particular until Nimona saw a burger joint she used to go to all the time. She wondered if the same owner was there tonight? With a new objective, Nimona started to make her way to the outdoor restaurant.

I think with a magic aspect of things (including Werewolf abilities) we could probably help out, throw stuff in here as a collective and iron things out, see what's needed/not needed, etc. etc. Edit: I also think if people pitched a few ideas we could critique them and see how it goes? Like say a certain spell that's available to everyone, or a curse that's available to certain age groups of vampires. Also, do you think the older a Werewolf is the more powerful it becomes?

Hate to be a bother about this, but do vampires solely turn into bats for a transformation? Could potentially vampires turn into something just as dark like a crow or raven? If not it's no trouble, I just wanted to ask that before I lose it in my head again.

The night passed through, and while still steady and young, it was too soon for Dawn to break. It was the perfect time for the Vampires of Blackthorne Castle and the Wolves of Midnight Mansion to prowl and hunt, save for one individual. Tonight for a single outsider it was an hour of meeting, a transfer from one Coven to the next, a dead and eradicated Coven to another that was well known amongst the "community." It was time for one Ito Toshiro, otherwise a White Fang, or now the White Fang to settle down for once, and of course he couldn't have it any other way during a lifelong feud with Werewolves. Toshiro's name was practically miniscule, taking on the alias of "Arstor Vae" as he did to help protect his identity all those years ago. Unlike most vampires he was raised a warrior, he was a legendary assassin who brought great honor to his clan. And yet here he was, all those royalty and employers many, many years ago we're all dead. The only one standing were himself, and now, after speaking with the Lady Miana Blackthorne it seemed he finally found a home after a long time of venturing the urban world. He only hoped he wouldn't have to put down corrupt individuals or turn on his own leaders. The RV with a large trailer behind it was working itself through the passage of the woods, taking curves and turns slowly as to not get the vehicle and trailer stuck in mud or against a tree. He'd made sure to take care of his belongings so far with what Toshiro's clean lifestyle even the dirtier aspects of life, and his job, he wanted certain things perfect. Being a vampire, a clean lifestyle wasn't always an option, and being in multiple wars and conflicts between more than just Vampiric Orders, Councils and Covens allowed him to adapt quickly to any given situation. Ahead not far from his position the Fang could see the castle on all it's glory. Despite the rumors behind how old the castle really was not even time could tear apart the structure as it sat perfect in the limelight. With a sigh, Toshiro stopped at it's gates after minutes of driving, the gates were already open and so he drove further until his RV was parked in the roundabout of the castle's front. Alright Toshi, remember boundaries. The Fang turned the RV odd and stepped out of it's metal body, closing the door behind him as he did. He looked up at the structure, his heart figuratively pumping hard, and even after all this time he could swear it still beat despite the reality. Ito Toshiro was garbed in his formal wear, a white and blue attire of fine cloth, padded in certain areas of light studded metal and hard leather, it wasn't the dress wear he used to do his "job" but it was a common enough one at that. A katana rests at his side, and another thing that stuck out were the neck gaiter, or simply a skin tight silken mouth cover, which oddly completed the look. Toshiro pushed down the great doors of the castle and entered through the threshold, taking in the ancient but sturdy architecture that was clearly cared for.

//Sorry if the image is a bit blurry, tried multiple converters and they suck// Name: Ito Toshiro, aka, "Arstor Vae," aka, "The White Fang" Age: 1790 Species (vampire or human. If human they are a thrall in service of a vampire): Vampire Sex: Male Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Role (Vampire or Thrall): Vampire Personality: Donning long, seemingly unkempt grey hair and cold blue eyes to match them, Toshiro's personality is defined by his general appearance- easy going and soft around the eyes. He is easily 5'11" and has a Mesomorphic build, his muscles are evenly balanced and could easily have him mistaken for a warrior with what there being scars on his "perfect" body (as defined by past lovers). But in that, Toshiro was a warrior during numerous times. Normally outside of the castle territories- in town rather, Toshiro is seen wearing jeans and plain colored t-shirts, whereas he is seen, at all times always wearing a fine silken, black neck gaiter, in and out of his casual and Vampiric attire. Why he wears a cloth that can hide his lower faces identity no ever knows. Appearance Details: Donning long, seemingly unkempt grey hair and cold blue eyes to match them, Toshiro's personality is defined by his general appearance- easy going and soft around the eyes. Unlike many vampires, Toshiro is actually a friendly individual and he means it, he has no idea toward Humans nor even Werewolves but has a hidden disdain toward his own kind, but regardless, he can be seen as wise and intelligent. His main focus of study had always been Human cultivation between society and culture, he lives in a world dominated by Humans and as such he views them as strangers just like the average person. Oddly enough, the old vampire is a picky eater, he prefers the "bad and evil" people to feed off of of he must, but most of the time he simply feeds off of animals. When dealing with serious matters such as disputes between vampiric clans/groups, werewolf packs, etc. Toshiro tends to stay calm and easygoing despite how harsh the situation can get. But he also doesn't mind having his hand dirtied at all despite his clean appearance. Toshiro is very trustworthy, and whichever side he is on he is extremely loyal until he sees treachery firsthand in his own faction. Other Details (optional): Toshiro has available a plethora of magic, however refined oy a few of them to his list. Primarily he is a very physical individual, and as such had developed magic to enhance his overall physical capabilities to combat powerful supernatural forces, like the werewolf for example. He had also developed lightning magic and pinpointed them into physical attacks such as a Lightning Blade, or an electric covered punch, and so forth. But his talent isn't refined to magic, as Toshiro has a variety of fighting styles/arts as well as living by the blade, he has two katanas (one long and one short) and several throwing weapons for a range attack. But just in case he needs to, he has a 12 Guage semi-automatic shotgun that he keeps in the back of his room, loaded with silver slugs.

Bruh WTF XD

Considering possibly making a vamp char. I didn't wanna have a character in an opposite faction as what I already have, buuut I'm kinda intrigued as to what I could with one at the same time.

Gotcha, thanks a lot.

Shit... I can't edit this out. Disregard this post, I'm sorry

Good close off between Austin and Samara. Whelp! I got my big boi opened again, this time a lot less horny (if he's that at all) and will be making Nimona available again.

There was a level of want that no man should feel, and years of neglect had finally caught up as the needy Gamma continued to push herself onto the Alpha. There was a primal rage that burned in his loins and despite all the needs in the world to, simply put it, fuck, Austin's grip was slowly loosening until his hands weren't on the woman any longer. Reality was also catching up, and the burning pain dulled to a slight tingle until he forced himself to no longer be aroused. It was the Human side that Austin clung onto that put the Wolf away, and he pulled away just as Samara did. There was regret not in the sense that they shouldn't fornicate, but in in that they couldn't, there was a parental bond between Gamma and Alpha that heavily dug into his mind. When Samara left, Austin said not one word but instead relaxed further into the tub. There was no sense of fluster or panic, but understanding in that the pair knew what had to be done. This was a moment of weakness that the Alpha needed to be strong, and like before, he settled into his mindset of not participating in yet another season that there being a closeness between him and everyone else that mating would be... Odd. It was also best to not mate in general, he was in his forties, and while hormones would naturally drive a woman Austin instantly thought that beyond that no woman would have him. He was the Alpha after all, and he should show that seniority, but perhaps he was so used to being alone that he was too contempt with being alone the rest of his life? "Ahhh... Damn. When did I become such a pussy?" Austin said vocally well after Samara had left, and turning the water off he strode out of the tub he dried himself off with a spare towel. He cleaned up the puddles after slipping on his boxers and threw the used clothes into a tube that lead straight down to the basements laundry room. The Alpha then saw a massive platter of beef tips, mashed potatoes and steamed buttered vegetables all of which were decently warm. Nimona. A bad day and a bad ending between him and practically a stepdaughter, at least everything will be made just slightly better with a good meal. However he would not have it here. Austin went over to a tall and skinny fridge near the corner of the room and plucked out two bottles of whiskey, one of raspberry and the other blackberry. And then opened the balcony door that was alight with the moonlight, he set the bottles on the corner edge of a lifted bonfire pit, and went back to grab his meal and sat down on the furniture. Using a grill lighter, Austin lit ablaze the kindling and three foot pile of hard wood, twigs and long lasting wood until it built up quickly to a burning pyramid of fire. He sighed, opening a bottle of blackberry whiskey and balanced the platter on his legs. For the rest of the night he may not sleep, and instead he could just spend it with his thoughts and finally relax.

I could... But we'll see, either they'll continue, there'll be an interruption (a saving grace), or Austin will come to his senses which has a %5 chance of happening. The irony if Daliah was to walk in on them XD

Austin gave a vocal huff with the possible argument he heard from Samara, "There's always an ulterior motive, Samara, their leader may mean well but that won't mean the others would accept it. I don't know how to feel about the situation." The steam was built up enough in the bathroom and the only lighting in the room were dim candles that allowed for minimal vision. Though the moment that Samara entered the bathroom Austin happened to look over and into those icy blue eyes, his deep hazel ones were a mix of gree and sky blue that met the orbs opposite of them. How long has it been since the Gamma was once a pup? It took him back to do many years ago when he had to teach her the various responsibilities, but he also gave her a childhood in the pack. That much time has indeed passed, and now she was not only one of the most important members of the pack but also a full grown woman. Austin couldn't place it, he was in and out of his own thoughts that it were difficult to really figure out exactly why Samara's eyelids fell. She was tired perhaps? He only signed and looked away not realizing the full picture, closing his eyes... Until he heard words that snapped them open in shock. He was about to ask what she had meant, of course, Austin would play stupid of course and pretend he heard wrong, but the actions of Samara caught his attention. Nude and taken by lustful needs, the woman slid her body across the Alpha's and the once dying erection immediately sprang back to life. This was not good. With a careful breath, Austin asked, "Samara, what are you doing?" "I know it may be wrong to push this on you but....I want you to take me....I can handle it..." Austin's eyes grew wide and he replied, "Wait, Samara! I'm unable to-" The metaphorical game was over when the Gamma pressed her lips to the Alpha's. Instincts flooded his mind and despite his best efforts all had failed, passion was quickly taking the massive wolf. His sexual drive was taking over, and normally Austin would handle it on his own this time he could avoid the unfortunate inevitability. Slowly as he pushed his lips back against Samara's, his hands delicately roamed across her back almost as if massaging it, eventually ending on her buttocks and giving either cheek a firm squeeze.

Noooo! Not Samara T-T Right now Austin is gonna be like, "Step daughter, what are you doing?!" Lol, it seems wrong to do it but also right... Hm, what to do?

Austin nodded and did as he asked, forgetting that the smells were starting to affect him. At this point he was starting to throb and that was not a good sign, so facing away from Samara he begun opening windows to allow the various scents to escape, although the room was massive and they still lingered. Had Samara not said something then he would have committed... His own form of "Healing." It has been years since he actually indulged on his own desires and they were taking their toll. Still facing away, the Alpha finished off and sat on the bed, setting an ankle on a knee and letting his foot rest, using said leg to hide his slowly growing surprise. Now he was facing Samara, and his mind raced about the woman. She has grown into something beautiful hasn't she- No no no! Austin shook the thoughts from his head as she spoke. Out of character, Austin delivered a harsh blow, a heavy punch to the side of his face which helped him focus just as Samara finished. His thoughts returned more or less albeit half-assed. With a slow and soft exhale, Austin calmly said, "A truce that is thin, no less. They have one of their own that tend to "experiment" from what the Coven leader stated, "she means no harm" she says. My concern revolving the matter are the vampires pushing toward the forest. What of next year? Would they push for our closest territories next? Talking is empty lest they need something from us, I do not trust them even now, however it seems I've no choice. I am uncertain of it, but what little faith I have is leaning toward the hopes this truce remain until our full numbers are returned. But as for the Star Lake? Tomorrow, first thing in the morning, I'd rather start this sooner than later." Austin wanted to go, he wanted this done, not in the sense that it was bothersome but in that it was important to himself and of course the pack. He would scan the room, look everywhere else besides directly at Samara, he was doing his best right now, as a male, a man, to control his urges. It wasn't dangerous, and though Austin most likely should find a release, he wouldn't dare do this with Samara... He told himself. But his body and instincts said otherwise. Calm Austin, calm, Austin thought to himself. He stood now again facing a direction away from Samara, being as respectful as possible. He would move his way into the bathroom and leave the door wide open, and cranked on the hot water of the shower. Something to relax him and take his mind off of his instincts. He finally dropped his night trousers and hopped in, forgetting to closing the curtain, however either wolf could hear each other talk. "Please, continue." Austin said aloud from the shower, laying in it like a large, open recliner and allowing the water to fall on himself and ease most of his "eagerness."

Poor Samara

Though Samara felt she could do more with this information; she would wait for the meeting to be over before standing. Those closest to her would fall silent as they seemed to expect her to speak or something. However that was not the case as she simply would follow the Alpha to his chambers needing another moment with him on how she should further assist with the pack. Austin had reached the bedroom in a leisurely pace, opening the door back up and shutting it to only a crack. The remnants of lavender hung in the cool room, and he started to undress, this time wanting to rest himself. Though Austin wouldn't be able to sleep right, and though all the wolves in the pack would most likely be out hunting the Alpha himself simply found the stress of certain frustration and of course exhaustion catching up. He wouldn't sleep fully nude tonight, and just as he dropped the shorts to reveal an amazing spectacle he could smell a certain Gamma beyond the lavender fallout. The Alpha continued to walk toward his dresser and pulled a pair of boxers, soft like silk, and slid them on. He then turned to Samara and crossed his arms, cocking a brow, "You are here for the meeting I assume? Unless you're here for something else as well?" RIght now could have been the perfect moment for Austin to... Find his "release" however he held himself back from that, staying as strong as ever. But pheromones mixed with the lavender made things a bit difficult. Still now, Austin shown excellent self control, but his own scent, or musk, traveled through the air that was evenly matched with others. It didn't stink, however it was much a natural odor, of course, wolves were the ones to release such a scent in the air during or even before mating season as uncontrollable as it was. The Alpha moved to the once lit candles and again used a match to light them, allowing the thick smell of the flower to flood the room to hell combat the various scents. It made things better for Austin but he wasn't certain if the same could be said for poor Samara. Regardless his show of calmness was something to note, but the conquest against certain thoughts were being fought.

@Lady_Xien Will be getting post in Luna/Alpha Wing here shortly

With everyone gathered, well almost everyone, Austin would clear his throat. He had waited few minutes enough and decided it was time to speak. With a loud this of his fist to the railing of the stairwell, the Alpha made his noise that silenced others who were talking, mostly just to get everyone's attention. Whether or not they would like the information he was about to give the pack mattered not to him, all he wanted to do was keep them safe. Of course, destiny said otherwise at times. "You are all gathered here for recent news that has stirred. The mating season is coming up, already done of you have felt the effects of the yearly season, but... That is not why you are here. As you know we have been missing several scouts, refined warriors of stealth, possibly the finest personally trained by the Delta himself. While normally the Blackthorne Coven would be to blame, there have been evidence of a third party doing the damage gathered by the report of survivors," The Alpha allowed that to sink in, the information itself was sudden and worrisome. However he kept a cool tone, a calm expression that mirrored wisdom and the steadiness of a slow weather. He had to be, if Austin shown panic it allowed everyone else to panic as well, it would create weakness, doubt, and right now he did not need that. Austin continued, "As abrupt as this may be, all scouts and territories will be pushed back to the forest, no longer will we have control of the deep woods. And for the time being, we have a truce amongst the Blackthorne Coven, they will not attack us or even encroach on our territories during the season, and in return we do not intrude on the deep forest." As he started to hear protest amongst the few, the Alpha raised a hand and his voice just so slightly, "This is not what I wanted either, but look around you," Austin gave yet another pause, "We have not had the numbers in some time, that is true even now, and with our current stature we can no longer risk constant engagement against the Coven. And with this new enemy, we do not know how many of them there are, and we will not know if they will strike again, however this new truce with the Coven will allow us an uninterrupted recovery. However long that will last, the Coven will be considered neutral forces, so do not just outright attack then lest they are intruding on our property; and even then, I would but one chance for then to turn back, one warning, and that's it." THe Alpha allowed his words yet again to hang low, and despite his best efforts there was a semblance of regret he had toward them. Austin was finishing what he would say, "Territorial victory and losses like this has happened before, albeit rare and under certain circumstances, so don't be surprised that it crept back to us, one day, we'll have the deep forest back. You all have done your duties with no question or issue- rest, reground, take the stress off yourselves, we may have lost today but we will never lose the future. If you have questions, you know where to find me. I have spoken." It was odd for Austin to take a backfoot for a change, normally the more aggressive out of all the previous Alpha's, to hear him speak of truces and losses were... Alien. However should anyone had argued these facts and decisions, they must realize that in all accounts he was right to do this. It would allow more breathing room and for the Pack to regain some semblance of order, but at the cost of being pushed back. And though the woods behind the packs territory were vicious at best, Austin always had a mind to claim that lot... If there weren't neighboring packs. The Alpha's thoughts were slow but riddled with ongoings, not in the stressful sense as he walked back to the Alpha/Luna Wing, unaware of any followed him.

It's all good! We'll say between 5PM and 6PM CST, which I tend to forget everyone has different time zones. Other than that, like I said it's all good, just wanted to ping y'all to get things going along. And I am understanding of people's circumstances.