Venari99

Noting her blush he couldn't help but smirk a bit, "Oh? Does talk of such things excite you? Didn't think you for having that sort of taste. Though I suppose you've probably convinced a few of my kind into your bed." He said smirking, enjoying the little he could toy with her. Listening to her continue he nodded, "Perhaps, though I've yet to meet with them, I know they're there." He noted thinking on that, "Come to mention it, perhaps I should reach out to them as well, I've never really explored spiritualism, it wasn't exactly something my human or vampiric counterparts supported." He said before shrugging. "Yes, personal preference really. I was raised around vampires, humans, very few of my kind. I am unsure what her own preferences are, but I for one prefer copulating in that form." He noted simply, thinking about adding something else, but deciding not to, "I would take that form for human and vampiric partners as well," He paused thinking, "Perhaps not though if I still felt threatened. I hadn't felt threatened truly in the forest, I knew you didn't plan on killing us. At least not while you busied yourself with your drawings." He said shrugging, "What of you? Do you prefer human partners, vampires, or lycans?" He asked throwing the question in there more to tease her, to see if he could derail her. "Do crosses actually harm your kind, or churches for that matter? I've never really had the opportunity to find out." He mumbled, "What about churches? Do your kind care at all, or is that all a load of shit?" He asked, seemingly ignoring his provocative questionings.

He chuckled a bit as she spoke of it being a gentler experiment, "Oh I'm sure it was, however that does not change the fact that gentle or not, I am not fool enough to think it could be detrimental in warfare if you have more time." He stated pointedly at her, "You will however reach this point whether or not we help you, that much I think is certain, so I see no reason to not answer you so long as you show me the same courtesy." He noted. He listened as she spoke of what made silver more dangerous, nodding his head along with her words, "Good to know, do you know what makes silver so dangerous to us both? I know that there is some lore of it having purifying effects, but..." He sighed, "Ah I suppose in a world of arcane magic that could be all there is couldn't it." he chuckled, "Though I am curious if you know of anything else." He said, "A shame that your kind isn't more willing to help you, do they not understand how valuable such a thing would be to know? If it is truly arcane," He mumbled seeming to trail off, shrugging, "Suppose we wouldn't know unless we found a subject." He noted. "Yes, yes I did. And yes, yes you are owed an answer now. Your bomb more or less wore off after copulation concluded, if it is anything like mating, then I suspect it could likely be averted nearly completely by," He paused a moment, "Further training. For example, instead of stop dropping and rolling, stopping and jerking it off letting it all out would probably negate the effects, though I wouldn't know for certain, you see your issue simply comes down to the fact that the hornier you make us, the higher risk we run of simply creaming our pants." He laughed a bit at the thought, "How ironic that one pump chumps might be useful for something?" He teased, "I wouldn't say that my urges grew stronger, however I certainly was horny for the rest of the day, still am to a degree. However the need to fuck the nearest woman is certainly gone. More of just that irritation when you have an itch needing scratching." He stated simply. "From the feelings I had, yes, I would have fucked you had my new pack mate not arrived, however I should warn you it was a toss up between that and attempting to rip your throat out. Our hormones are a funny thing, the hornier some of us are, the higher chance you run of us turning aggressive. Er, more a need to protect those dear to us." He tried to explain, "I can almost guarantee if you had moved too close that day I would have done so." He stated thinking on his feelings, "No no scientists I know of." He stated shrugging, "Spiritualists, doctors, but no scientists." He offered.

Haha most definitely, the weird twists make the best characters we'll just have to see where things go.

@Chiyako Lol I had planned on making him more of a tactician/guerilla war sort of a rugged fighter. But I'm kinda liking this turn for him xD

He couldn't help but find this one amusing, laughing openly as she continued, "Ah you truly are just a woman of science. A shame your research happens to be so dangerous for my kind, I find such things interesting." He said shrugging, "But the stars do not align for me to help you openly, perhaps if you lived in new haven whilst I was a pup." He teased, "Compassion is good for me, I've no interest in war. Though I suspect more to the tale to send the alpha into such a fury, unless that is common for him. I truly do not know yet, "It could be good for you given enough time, if you are truly as interested in my kind as you say. Perhaps bait the alpha with honey rather than vinegar? Though he seems list in emotion to me so perhaps not." He paused thinking on his encounter with the man sighing. "Yes, I know what your kind can do. I've fought enough to be able to tell when it is time to fight, and when it is time to submit or run." He stated, not feeling any sting to his pride, most had issues admitting when they were out matched, especially his kind. Most of those he knew with that mentality were dead now. His eyes traced over her, a brow raising as she seemed to grow excited, "Oh I'm sure that would peak your appetite, but what do I get for answering that?" He teased softly, "I am not under the same duress as I was little scientist, and that is something that could harm my clan rather than talk of the general state of affairs." He said pointedly, "However as far as why I didn't impregnate her? She asked me not to, and I do not desire pups. I have a strong will." He stated eyeing her steadily, a certain primal part of him delighting in this game they played. Thinking a moment for a more pointed question, "Answer me this if you wish to know more about the effects; What is it about garlic that harms your kind so much?" He asked, her glances towards the source of the smell drawing his curiosity, "What exactly does it do to you?" He asked raising a brow, "Is it more dangerous than silver?" He paused, "Does it have to be ingested?" He continued, more curious if she'd answer him as more ideas sprung to his mind as he thought to battles long passed.

He smiled a bit, she was pleasant enough for a vampire, most of their kind were from afar. It was in trying to love one that hearts were broken. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he allowed her to seat herself. He was in no rush, and used to the older vampires like her, always acting as if time had no meaning. "You simply have not found the correct thrall. But it matters not to me. New Haven is a city to the east of here, closer to the coast. But it is run by a large coven, more of a crime family than the coven's of old from what I understand." He stated simply, "I was raised among them, so yes I'm rather familiar with them, and your kind. " He offered freely. Hearing her continue he nodded, "Ah, you care little for war? A woman of science, that does reassure me a degree. Yes it seems that you have them, er us I suppose, on edge. I suspect you would find more challenge than you think among myself and them, but I am not interested in war either. I fought a long enough one in my youth to find somewhere where I needn't fight." He said shrugging. "I am little more than an outsider here, while I hope to find a place among the wolves, this is simply the first pack I've found in my travels from New Haven. So far they have been welcoming, but I've yet to truly meet their leadership, and as such know little about their history or goals. However at last I heard the alpha demanded the pack not venture to the dark woods anymore, so perhaps you should speak to your leader before growing irate." He teased smiling at her. Hearing her ask for more information about the vampires he sighed, "As I said, more of a mafia than a true coven, but they run the city, they've been branching out to nearby towns, mine was one of them. I was raised in a small coven, the practice of keeping lycans for watchhounds just as common as human thralls there." He paused looking her over, as if debating continuing his story, "I was forced to do some truly savage things until eventually I escaped, ran to New Haven and found myself caught further into their web. I did what I knew best, ran with the underground that wasn't apart of the coven, made too much of a name for myself, and was forced to move on." He stated, omitting more than a few details, but they seemed irrelevant and would be more boasting than anything. "Tell me about your coven? What are your goals. If you do not seek war, is it simply stolen land you are after? I find it hard to form any sort of opinion from my current position within their hierarchy." He admitted honestly, "Though from what I can tell, you seem far less aggressive than what I am used to." He added playfully.

No worries when it happens it happens.

Darion paused as he heard the vampire's voice, the hair at the back of his neck standing on end as he turned to face the vampire. While he was certain he was in no immediate danger, he felt the absence of his pistol in his hand in that moment. Wanting nothing more than to feel it's grip in his hand. Turning towards her, he moved from his place in line, moving towards her curious now, while on edge he was not outwardly hostile, "So it seems." He said simply as he stared at her, thinking a moment, "What brings one such as yourself to town? You hunting? Figured you'd have a thrall given your age." He stated simply, moving to walk over to one of the tables set up, sitting down and motioning for her to do the same. "Seeing as your speaking with me, rather than stalking me I assume you wish to talk? Good, I have questions. New Haven, have you heard of it, and if so is your coven related to them?" He asked, his eyes tracing over her curiously, looking for signs of lying. After a moment he continued, "I'm sure in time I'll hear from the alpha of the pack I find myself in, but what is the nature of your conflict with this pack?" He continuedto press, "Need I fear having left one war for another?" He said watching her, his eyes narrowed, his mind sharp, focussed as he waited for her response.

Moving through the bustling street of downtown, Darion felt a bit at home. Remembering New Haven, before he was pushed out. These were the very streets he ran. His eyes flicking from shop sign to shop sign, he chuckled, "Maybe not quite like New Haven..." He muttered to himself as he noticed a distinct lack of strip clubs and the like, not that he cared in fact it made the trip that much more pleasant. He had stopped by the gym, inquiring about a membership, the prices associated with it, before moving on to the tattoo parlor. He was thinking of perhaps getting one as a reminder of New Haven, of the closed chapter of his life, not yet but soon enough. Eventually he settled down by a food cart, waiting in line for a cheese steak.

In time, Darion found himself nodding off, sleeping through the rest of the day in comfort. Once he'd awoken it was nightfall, the rec room more or less was empty, and he found himself alone. Walking through the mansion, he found his new pack busying themselves with various things, most looking rather enthralled in their own tasks, not seeing anyone of authority free, he decided that it would be best if he explored the town, perhaps found work, something more to do. And so it was he set off to the town of Spruce Moore. (Continued in Night Market)

@Chiyako Awesome, I'll send him on over then. @Icarian Dreams Since it seems your scene in the library has a bit longer to it, we'll have Darion meet with her a bit later on if you still want to.

I'm kinda in the same boat with Darion, if you wanted they could meet up there unintentionally?

Just head on over, there's no sort of vetting process if that's what you were thinking.

No worries

I like where it seems you're going with your character, would love to have Darion meet him at some point once you start in (Though it looks like we're using the same ref doesn't bother me, but figured I should let you know.)

Willis' smile faltered a moment. Was he not good enough? For some vampire queen living out in the middle of no where. She would be able to hear his heart pounding a bit as he quelled his rage. Nodding his head he put on another smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Why of course. That is only prudent." He said keeping the contempt from his tone, he had not realized that in his exile his mistress had put on such a curse, making him useless to others of her kind. But of course she did... He felt the weight of it as Miana spoke, he truly was alone. His weakness evident to the world now, "Thank you for having me my lady, I hope I can be of some help." He stated, feeling more than a little defeated in that moment, Truly, why am I here if not to serve? His mind trailed off, "If you would be so kind as to loan me one of your thralls, I will situate myself and be further at your coven's disposal?" He offered, unsure what else to say. Things were certainly going to be more difficult than he'd thought. @Kitsuyumia

Werewolf of Vamp? I was thinking of making a Vamp elder that's more or less shown up recently to watch things unfold, maybe older than all the others, but has very much a "I'm not doing shit I'm just here to watch the world burn" attitude, I could see him maybe indulging in a werewolf? Maybe he sees the whole conflict as trivial. Though I suppose it would be more of a tragic romance as he'd be more toying with her than actually in love if we did that

I thought about doing that too, but am more or less in the same situation. Plus none of the current vamps/werewolves seem particularly suited for it, besides maybe buster's character.

He chuckled good naturedly, his hands spreading, "Ah me? You've got nothing to fear from me Lady Miana. I'm simply here to help smooth over relations," He said offering her his brand, "If I were here to disrupt your buisness then why would they open my enthrallment to another? If you wish it I am yours, or for that matter whoever else's in your coven you'd like me to be." He stated warmly, it was a practiced thing, but none the less convincing enough. His heart beat steady and measured as he spoke, "I do understand your distrust though, New Haven has some powerful people in it." He said shrugging, offering, "Would you wish to take my contract up mistress Miana?" He asked curiously. (If you'd rather not take up another thrall that's cool too, you can give Willis to whoever really :P)

Thank you, I just used a free editor I found on my phone. Not quite as personal as the others, but if you wanted it, it's just called banner editor.

There we go, little smaller than yours but the editor I was using was one or the other

Thank you! Sorry hard to tell scale on my phone. They have one closer to the size of the rest of yours, I'll do one more edit

Did some more playing around with the editor, made a better one.

There we go, not as pretty as yours but it gets the job done

Oo, what do you use to make them? Hate to bug you every time, but I'd be interested in learning how.