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Romeo HarisMember- Real name : Wolf
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It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 12:50 am
WHAT IS DEAD
may never die
Obviously irritated the young man walked through the strange village. It was different from where he had been earlier. Instead of looking more like a camp, this settlement looked more like a small village. The buildings were made out of stone, which gave them a sturdier look than Mother’s Heart. Again he felt way out of place here, with people looking at him like he was a goldfish in a tank of sharks. He felt more like a shark though. He was hurt, which was annoying, and it made him cranky as fuck. If someone made the wrong move too close to him he would probably just snap. With his jaws clenched and his hand firmly gripping around his harpoon, he made his way to the forest.
For now he was stuck out here. Raccoon refused to assign someone to show him the way back. He really understood her duties kept her here in Mother’s Watch but he didn’t get why he couldn’t just leave. Well he could, but he didn’t know the way back. At sea he could use the stars to navigate, but here in the dense forest that was a bit harder to do. So he just had to be patient. Something he had never been good at. To make sure no one got hurt, he had separated himself from the crowd back in the settlement. Unfortunately, he wasn’t as alone as he had thought he was.
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For now he was stuck out here. Raccoon refused to assign someone to show him the way back. He really understood her duties kept her here in Mother’s Watch but he didn’t get why he couldn’t just leave. Well he could, but he didn’t know the way back. At sea he could use the stars to navigate, but here in the dense forest that was a bit harder to do. So he just had to be patient. Something he had never been good at. To make sure no one got hurt, he had separated himself from the crowd back in the settlement. Unfortunately, he wasn’t as alone as he had thought he was.
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Eric Ó hEachtighearnaMember- Real name : Denise
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Re: It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 10:23 am
Another day in, another night out. This is how things would always end up in a slur. Normally when it was day, Eric would head out of the brothel, there was nothing much else to do anyways, most customers went at night, that was when the fun would begin for the blonde vampire. Most people with atleast some common sense, would frown upon the fact that he worked at his cousin's brothel, but he didn't even bother anymore with that fact. He liked this more then enough anyways. But anyways. To avoid his days falling into that slur, he had signed for some.. vacation days, and went heading out. Who knows what else he could all find. And that aside, he would still try to get even customers for them. See, that was nice of him, right?
It didn't really go to this plan though. Like he was planning to go visit Vanaheim, in which he actually did succeed... now however, he was in a forest, which is hard to navigate if you barely know the place. Hm, he should try to find a vantage point, like somewhere high up. It surely would help to know where it all is. And so, he carelessly started climbing, he went surprisingly fast.. if you ofcourse had no clue about him being one of the undead, because in even less then a minute, he had easily reached the top, and looking around. He was basically looking to find the nearest city, or even town, which proved quite easily. Luckly. He liked being around people, so being in a forest with nobody else.. yeah, it was by easily not his favorite. When he spotted a place, he just jumped down. The fall couldn't kill him anyways, so he stopped to care about those things. It wasn't impressive anymore to him.
Once down on the ground, he wiped his hands off on his pants, to now just go into the right direction. Easily; just keep following to there until you saw or the town, or roads to it. He couldn't get lost in these woods anymore. It would be childs play if you would think even a little. With his hands hidden in his pockets, he started walking, now just seemingky as a poor clothed traveler. He didn't feel cold, he didn't feel heath. There was no reason for him to clothe according to the weather. His eyes were constantly looking at the surroundings. In case for monsters, orher people or who knows what else. Well.. for now there was nothing.. bit he did smell someone. He feeded quite recently, so there was no reason for him to get worked up about it. While keeping the direction of the place in mind, he walked towards the.. human, no fucks given, just interested in the person.
It didn't really go to this plan though. Like he was planning to go visit Vanaheim, in which he actually did succeed... now however, he was in a forest, which is hard to navigate if you barely know the place. Hm, he should try to find a vantage point, like somewhere high up. It surely would help to know where it all is. And so, he carelessly started climbing, he went surprisingly fast.. if you ofcourse had no clue about him being one of the undead, because in even less then a minute, he had easily reached the top, and looking around. He was basically looking to find the nearest city, or even town, which proved quite easily. Luckly. He liked being around people, so being in a forest with nobody else.. yeah, it was by easily not his favorite. When he spotted a place, he just jumped down. The fall couldn't kill him anyways, so he stopped to care about those things. It wasn't impressive anymore to him.
Once down on the ground, he wiped his hands off on his pants, to now just go into the right direction. Easily; just keep following to there until you saw or the town, or roads to it. He couldn't get lost in these woods anymore. It would be childs play if you would think even a little. With his hands hidden in his pockets, he started walking, now just seemingky as a poor clothed traveler. He didn't feel cold, he didn't feel heath. There was no reason for him to clothe according to the weather. His eyes were constantly looking at the surroundings. In case for monsters, orher people or who knows what else. Well.. for now there was nothing.. bit he did smell someone. He feeded quite recently, so there was no reason for him to get worked up about it. While keeping the direction of the place in mind, he walked towards the.. human, no fucks given, just interested in the person.
Romeo Harris
- Romeo HarisMember
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Re: It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 3:56 pm
WHAT IS DEAD
may never die
After he had seen what type of monsters lived in these woods, he knew it would be dangerous to wander too far away from the village. This time he had no horse to rush him to safety. He wondered how much it would help if he climbed in a tree. Could that beast follow him up there? Or maybe jump real high? See, that’s why he preferred being out at sea. At least he knew what he was up against. How he should handle different types of situations. Being stuck out here took away his control, and adding that to being hurt made for a very dangerous cocktail that could explode at any given moment. Separating himself from the village would limit the collateral damage though. He didn’t know too much about the rules in Vanaheim but he could imagine no one would be happy if he went out on a killing spree because he couldn’t control his anger.
Most of the time he had his emotions under control. Sometimes he didn’t, and that was the dangerous part of it. And someone was about to experience that. He could hear the person coming before he emerged from the brush. He had an attitude about him that annoyed him already. He also had a lot of tattoos, which would normally give him an extra point of respect in his book. But now, he couldn’t feel anything but anger and irritation. So unfortunately for the stranger, he wouldn’t really get a warm welcome from him. ”What”, He snapped at the guy when he didn’t say anything. His dominant side was showing, as he sort of demanded an explanation for his presence, even though the man was free to be here just as much as he had that freedom.
Most of the time he had his emotions under control. Sometimes he didn’t, and that was the dangerous part of it. And someone was about to experience that. He could hear the person coming before he emerged from the brush. He had an attitude about him that annoyed him already. He also had a lot of tattoos, which would normally give him an extra point of respect in his book. But now, he couldn’t feel anything but anger and irritation. So unfortunately for the stranger, he wouldn’t really get a warm welcome from him. ”What”, He snapped at the guy when he didn’t say anything. His dominant side was showing, as he sort of demanded an explanation for his presence, even though the man was free to be here just as much as he had that freedom.
- Eric Ó hEachtighearnaMember
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Re: It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 5:37 pm
Ofcourse, it didn't take even remotely long before he arrived at the other person. Which he ofcourse inspected quickly, he didn't look all that bad, had a few tattoos, like the blonde himself. However his attitude.. he seemend simply said angry. Or well, more like easily irritated. Eric wondered why. Had a bad day? Lost something? Or like himself just a few moments ago, lost the way? Maybe he would notice it in a moment. The curiosity would almost be burned. He liked talking, interacting. Touching. Basically anything ifnit didn't involve his head getting cut off... not that he ever felt that, but he isn't up for it either.
Wow, stranger danger apparently. It wouls be almost close, or Eric would've been bitten, figuratively. He didn't even do anything bad yet, or a very snappy 'what' was heatable from the unknown guy. "I'm just heading to town, chill down mate" Yeah.. he was a snappy guy, E noticed. So he would yet do nothing.. all that much bad atleast. Hm, maybe giving Nathan control here would be better.. like if it would end up in fighting. Who knows, he isn't a guy for confirmation like that, not that he isn't strong or such. He simply liked flirting more, it's like even his job. You can't blame him for doing his job. The brown haired fella had a very dominant.. posture, even more then that really. Eric kinda liked that, but will keep that for now yet to himself.
Wow, stranger danger apparently. It wouls be almost close, or Eric would've been bitten, figuratively. He didn't even do anything bad yet, or a very snappy 'what' was heatable from the unknown guy. "I'm just heading to town, chill down mate" Yeah.. he was a snappy guy, E noticed. So he would yet do nothing.. all that much bad atleast. Hm, maybe giving Nathan control here would be better.. like if it would end up in fighting. Who knows, he isn't a guy for confirmation like that, not that he isn't strong or such. He simply liked flirting more, it's like even his job. You can't blame him for doing his job. The brown haired fella had a very dominant.. posture, even more then that really. Eric kinda liked that, but will keep that for now yet to himself.
Romeo Harris
- Romeo HarisMember
- Real name : Wolf
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Age: 25 y/o
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Re: It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 7:11 pm
WHAT IS DEAD
may never die
Throughout his youth he had always lived by one rule and one rule only. If someone is out to get you, you had to get them first. That was the only way he would survive. When he was a child, he had learned that rule the hard way. His mother, who was his worst abuser, always got him first. And he suffered. Bad. When he got out on the streets, he didn’t let anyone hurt him no more. He dealt with the problem first, and asked questions later. It had kept him alive. Unlike what Raccoon thought, Vanaheim wasn’t the only hard place on this messed up world. He was born into a bad situation and it had shaped him to the man he was today.
Not someone to encounter when he was feeling like this. Unfortunately, that was exactly what happened. He encountered another male in the woods, clearly not even dressed for the weather conditions. He didn’t say much. Not anything at all, to be fair. So he got inpatient, and demanded an explanation. "i'm just heading to town, chill down mate" The man replied. Romeo bit down on his tongue for a second, but to no use. ”Don’t tell me what the fuck to do”, He reacted quite aggressively. He was in no mood to deal with this right now.
Not someone to encounter when he was feeling like this. Unfortunately, that was exactly what happened. He encountered another male in the woods, clearly not even dressed for the weather conditions. He didn’t say much. Not anything at all, to be fair. So he got inpatient, and demanded an explanation. "i'm just heading to town, chill down mate" The man replied. Romeo bit down on his tongue for a second, but to no use. ”Don’t tell me what the fuck to do”, He reacted quite aggressively. He was in no mood to deal with this right now.
- Eric Ó hEachtighearnaMember
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Re: It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 7:45 pm
It would be no less then such a shame, like the guy here across him. He was distrusting, yet hateful and quite aggresive. The vampire wondered about people why they were acting that way. What people would've been through to be so hateful to others, even unknown people, who not always mean to do ill. Eric didn't had a youth full of rozes either, and well, actually did kill one of his parents. Sadly,
his father.. he wouldn't even want to speak of that thing. He doesn't even want to refer to him as a person, he was even just as monsterous as the actual monsters. some people would say that he is exxagerating with that, or some would say he's right. But they.. well, he always felt like they didn't understand.
Maybe that someone who actually felt the same like him, went through the same thing. He didn't meet much people like that though. Which is, being all that honest, not even weird in the slightest.
By the aggressive answer from the guy, he tilted his head some, almost animal like. It was, even now, still something in which he had to put effort for. To surpress his instincts and act completely normal. Like that small head tilt, it missed something human, but was more animal like. "Damn, why even so aggressive?" the blonde would almost think that the guy had the men's version of a woman's period. He would almost say that he was.. weird, but hey,
not that he had any right to say that about people, like he wasn't always that much better himself. He was often enough being called a freak, and not only in bed then, he means then ofcourse.
his father.. he wouldn't even want to speak of that thing. He doesn't even want to refer to him as a person, he was even just as monsterous as the actual monsters. some people would say that he is exxagerating with that, or some would say he's right. But they.. well, he always felt like they didn't understand.
Maybe that someone who actually felt the same like him, went through the same thing. He didn't meet much people like that though. Which is, being all that honest, not even weird in the slightest.
By the aggressive answer from the guy, he tilted his head some, almost animal like. It was, even now, still something in which he had to put effort for. To surpress his instincts and act completely normal. Like that small head tilt, it missed something human, but was more animal like. "Damn, why even so aggressive?" the blonde would almost think that the guy had the men's version of a woman's period. He would almost say that he was.. weird, but hey,
not that he had any right to say that about people, like he wasn't always that much better himself. He was often enough being called a freak, and not only in bed then, he means then ofcourse.
Romeo Haris
- Romeo HarisMember
- Real name : Wolf
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Re: It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 9:45 pm
WHAT IS DEAD
may never die
One thing he would admit, the guy wasn’t easily intimidated. He seemed pretty calm, despite the circumstances. He tilted his head slightly, a move that didn’t go unnoticed. When he was in this state of mind, he was hyper alert, ready to anticipate any action the other would do. Of course he couldn’t read the man’s mind, but he could almost feel the other judging him. Why didn’t he just fuck off already and leave him alone. Wasn’t it obvious enough he hadn’t come out here to make friends? If he wanted to chat with someone he’d stay at the village, although he didn’t really think the people of Vanaheim would be eager to talk to a stranger either. They’d be friendly tho. Nicer than he was at the moment, that’s for sure. His anger didn’t go unobserved either. One thing they had in common, was not having any tact in the way they put their words.
"damn, why even so aggressive?" He replied, and even though it was a logical question, Romeo had no answer. This was his default setting. The one thing he came back to over and over again when he couldn’t keep up his mask. It wasn’t even an insult, yet it made him even more angry at the guy. How dare he rub it in his face like that? As if he didn’t realise how impossible he was acting right now. At this point he just wanted to get into a fight and prove how bad he could get. Sometimes he forgot who he really was, losing his identity in the web of lies he carefully crafted over time. One thing he wouldn’t do, was get in to it in a reckless way. Get him hurt first, although he wouldn’t initiate the fight if he felt like he could get the stranger to break first. So for now he’d stick to challenging him. He lifted the harpoon off the ground, and turned the tip loosely forward, towards the man. ”You got a fucking problem with me?” He growled softly, while his amber eyes were fixed on him in a defying way.
"damn, why even so aggressive?" He replied, and even though it was a logical question, Romeo had no answer. This was his default setting. The one thing he came back to over and over again when he couldn’t keep up his mask. It wasn’t even an insult, yet it made him even more angry at the guy. How dare he rub it in his face like that? As if he didn’t realise how impossible he was acting right now. At this point he just wanted to get into a fight and prove how bad he could get. Sometimes he forgot who he really was, losing his identity in the web of lies he carefully crafted over time. One thing he wouldn’t do, was get in to it in a reckless way. Get him hurt first, although he wouldn’t initiate the fight if he felt like he could get the stranger to break first. So for now he’d stick to challenging him. He lifted the harpoon off the ground, and turned the tip loosely forward, towards the man. ”You got a fucking problem with me?” He growled softly, while his amber eyes were fixed on him in a defying way.
- Eric Ó hEachtighearnaMember
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Re: It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 10:17 pm
For some reason, even if he stayed calm, and observing, no matter what Eric would be doing in this situation, he would piss the unknown guy off only more and more. So he would de the one thing that people would normally do, walk away. At first, without seeing the actions of the other, it would seem like the most logical thing. But well, yeah. when seeing the weapon of the other already before, he was smart enough to be not blind trustingly about it. He ignored him ,but at the same time not. Yeah, he likes to know when people tried to attack him.
Like now. Just exactly now. With all of his senses peaked, he noticed how the other moved a hand, most likely the one with the spear, so he stopped in his tracks and turned himself around. He was right, like the blonde expected. The other had the harpoon in his hand, pointed at him, but loosely. He wasn't going to throw it, yet. But Eric could never be sure how fast or anything the guy could throw it. But is was clear, he was experienced with the weapon. It didn't particulairy make him scared, of imitated. Being undead, it just left him fearless for actual death. He had known how it was like, but got ofcourse reaminated. "Well, almost with that childish attitude, I would indeed get a problem with you" it was a miracle he kept calm. He was walking now back to the other, purely to irritate him,as even only words and his presence alone where enough to get that job done.
Like now. Just exactly now. With all of his senses peaked, he noticed how the other moved a hand, most likely the one with the spear, so he stopped in his tracks and turned himself around. He was right, like the blonde expected. The other had the harpoon in his hand, pointed at him, but loosely. He wasn't going to throw it, yet. But Eric could never be sure how fast or anything the guy could throw it. But is was clear, he was experienced with the weapon. It didn't particulairy make him scared, of imitated. Being undead, it just left him fearless for actual death. He had known how it was like, but got ofcourse reaminated. "Well, almost with that childish attitude, I would indeed get a problem with you" it was a miracle he kept calm. He was walking now back to the other, purely to irritate him,as even only words and his presence alone where enough to get that job done.
Romeo Haris
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Re: It was written in blood
wo okt 25, 2017 11:35 pm
WHAT IS DEAD
may never die
Naturally he could just turn around and walk away. That’s what a rational thinking human would do. Unlucky for everyone involved, simply walking off was impossible. The tention that had been building up the past few days had made him reach his boiling point. No turning back now. The other seemed to be smarter than him and was actually backing off. Again, if he was able to make good decisions now, he would shut up and let him go. In most cases that would’ve been what he had done. There was no way he could do that now though. He had set his mind to fight mode, and that was exactly what he was going to do. Rather with or without the stranger’s consent. Stabbing him in the back would be a bit too much, so he called him out.
And it got him the results he wanted. The man turned around and came closer again. Romeo could hardly contain a smile. He had walked right into it. "well, almost with that childish attitude, i would indeed get a problem with you" He admitted. Now his signature smirk showed, as he also took a step forward. He lifted up the harpoon, not even trying to surprise him. He simply placed the sharp tip on the guy’s chest. Not pushing or anything, just trying to get more reaction. ”Then do something about it, I fucking dare you”, He now chuckled, already pretty confident he got him right where he wanted to have him. On the verge of the fight he had been craving.
And it got him the results he wanted. The man turned around and came closer again. Romeo could hardly contain a smile. He had walked right into it. "well, almost with that childish attitude, i would indeed get a problem with you" He admitted. Now his signature smirk showed, as he also took a step forward. He lifted up the harpoon, not even trying to surprise him. He simply placed the sharp tip on the guy’s chest. Not pushing or anything, just trying to get more reaction. ”Then do something about it, I fucking dare you”, He now chuckled, already pretty confident he got him right where he wanted to have him. On the verge of the fight he had been craving.
- Eric Ó hEachtighearnaMember
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Re: It was written in blood
do okt 26, 2017 8:16 am
When turned around, it seemed like the exact thing tha the other would've wanted him to to. Eric could see it in his eyes, in that much saying, but silent at the same time smirk. There weren't much things that were annoying him, but this was one of the things that would be reaching the very top of it. The tip of the harpoon was placed against his chest, which could also mean that the other guy could feel his breath, or well, the lack of. He didn't needed to get air, so he didn't. His chest didn't move at all as a result of that.
He barely got a reaction out of it, but he git dared to 'do something about it'. He doubtes if the guy would really want that, of would just be trying to pick a fight. He grabbed a part of the harpoon, barely by the tip. After that, it would probably be even too quick for the guy to follow. He was a vampire, who had no problem in using his enhanced abilities, like now. Eric stepped aside, in such a matter that he probably would have dissapeared for a second. I the action, when the harpoon wasn't against his chest anymore, he tried to get the thing from him, by just pulling it very hard and trying to let the brownhaired man trip, by kicking very hard against his ankles. However this would end, Eric was quite certain of it, that it would be painful.
He barely got a reaction out of it, but he git dared to 'do something about it'. He doubtes if the guy would really want that, of would just be trying to pick a fight. He grabbed a part of the harpoon, barely by the tip. After that, it would probably be even too quick for the guy to follow. He was a vampire, who had no problem in using his enhanced abilities, like now. Eric stepped aside, in such a matter that he probably would have dissapeared for a second. I the action, when the harpoon wasn't against his chest anymore, he tried to get the thing from him, by just pulling it very hard and trying to let the brownhaired man trip, by kicking very hard against his ankles. However this would end, Eric was quite certain of it, that it would be painful.
Romeo Harris
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Re: It was written in blood
do okt 26, 2017 4:56 pm
WHAT IS DEAD
may never die
This little game was so much fun. He could almost feel the sweet release of the emotions he had been holding back for a while. He knew it would calm him down again eventually, so he would be capable of going back to ‘normal’. Or whatever society defined as normal. But first, he had to get rid of the storm inside. The way the harpoon was leaning against the other’s skin, was more a way of provoking again. He didn’t even push hard enough to draw blood. If he was paying more attention, he would’ve noticed the man was not breathing. He was just way too focused on trying to predict his next move. He now literally challenged him to do something, anything. He was tired of waiting. He could either run or fight back, and Romeo hoped for the latter.
Then it got confusing. The man disappeared out of his sight and emerged a few steps to his left. In the meantime he had somehow lost his weapon, which he had been holding loosely throughout the verbal confrontation. Romeo then realised what he was up against. Oh boy this was even better than he had hoped for. He had some experience with vampires. Not really fighting them, but he knew what they were capable of. And his clouded by fury brain thought he could make a chance. So when the guy approached and kicked at his ankle, he simply jumped forward in an attempt to tackle him to the ground. If he was pinned down, he would be unable to use his little speedy tricks.
Then it got confusing. The man disappeared out of his sight and emerged a few steps to his left. In the meantime he had somehow lost his weapon, which he had been holding loosely throughout the verbal confrontation. Romeo then realised what he was up against. Oh boy this was even better than he had hoped for. He had some experience with vampires. Not really fighting them, but he knew what they were capable of. And his clouded by fury brain thought he could make a chance. So when the guy approached and kicked at his ankle, he simply jumped forward in an attempt to tackle him to the ground. If he was pinned down, he would be unable to use his little speedy tricks.
- Eric Ó hEachtighearnaMember
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Re: It was written in blood
do okt 26, 2017 5:26 pm
It was like, actually fun to see. But Eric couldn't help it to recognize the guy from somewhere. But where the hell was that? He just couldn't place his finger on it. Time to stay around some longer and figure that out. And well, like he expected, the guy had barely any time to react, he even seemed confused. Atleast he had now the guys harpoon, what a fun thing to have. Sadly, flooring the guy seemed harder then he expected.. mostly because the brownhaired jumped forward, in an action what it seemed like to bring him down. However, he could still evade it, or just get him off... or use that awesome weapon he just got.
Let's just evade and get him more to the grouns for now. Like he evaded it, and just tried to kick his ass more to the ground. Down you, like he had already wanted earlier. In the beautiful moment of that close up moment however, Eric saw his face more, and well, the penny dropped. He knew where he recognized the guy from. He grinned by it, to chuckle some "Hold on a minute, aren't you that guy who visits Hati quite often?" Ohhhj yes, he was certain that it was this guy. He looked amused with it, because yeah. Now he realised it, Eric has seen him several time before in the brothel, no wonder.
Let's just evade and get him more to the grouns for now. Like he evaded it, and just tried to kick his ass more to the ground. Down you, like he had already wanted earlier. In the beautiful moment of that close up moment however, Eric saw his face more, and well, the penny dropped. He knew where he recognized the guy from. He grinned by it, to chuckle some "Hold on a minute, aren't you that guy who visits Hati quite often?" Ohhhj yes, he was certain that it was this guy. He looked amused with it, because yeah. Now he realised it, Eric has seen him several time before in the brothel, no wonder.
Rowan Harris
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Re: It was written in blood
do okt 26, 2017 7:52 pm
WHAT IS DEAD
may never die
Stupid vampires with their stupid heightened reflexes. What was the point of a fight if he couldn’t even hit the guy? It was utterly frustrating, which only pushed him further into his madness. If he kept dodging, he wouldn’t get the satisfaction of punching his face in. He was somewhat curious too. Could vampires bleed when they were wounded? There was only one way to find out. If he could eventually strike him. He already lost his weapon, but that didn’t mean he would just quit. He was as capable of fighting with his harpoon as he was with his bare fists. But the vampire was too quick on his feet and his tackle missed. He could feel the foot of the man kicking his lower back, which made him fall even harder to the ground.
When he was about to get up and charge again, the man started chuckling. "hold on a minute, aren't you that guy who visits hati quite often?" He asked, obviously amused. Normally he would pay no attention to what his opponent was saying, knowing it were only excuses to keep him occupied and prevent him from attacking again. But the name ‘Hati’ sure had an impact. Again he was slightly confused. Romeo got up, but didn’t engage right away. ”So what if I do”, He huffed, annoyed by the fact they were wasting precious fighting time.
When he was about to get up and charge again, the man started chuckling. "hold on a minute, aren't you that guy who visits hati quite often?" He asked, obviously amused. Normally he would pay no attention to what his opponent was saying, knowing it were only excuses to keep him occupied and prevent him from attacking again. But the name ‘Hati’ sure had an impact. Again he was slightly confused. Romeo got up, but didn’t engage right away. ”So what if I do”, He huffed, annoyed by the fact they were wasting precious fighting time.
- Eric Ó hEachtighearnaMember
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Re: It was written in blood
do okt 26, 2017 9:13 pm
Eric was right with it. He saw it immediately in the way the other reacted, he was so clear when he spoke the name of his cousin. He smirked by it, placing the tip of the harpoon in the ground, to lean on it, had to get a nice support when continuing the teaparty. He was annoyed by it, being heard by the way he acted and his answer. "Because I was already sure I recognised you, but now I know of what"
He liked knowing these things. It was also always the small that he had with customers. Why were they there, what things did they do. Suprisingly, he did respect their privacy, trading that ofcourse for the person space invader. But well yeah, he liked hanging on people and getting all their attention.
He liked knowing these things. It was also always the small that he had with customers. Why were they there, what things did they do. Suprisingly, he did respect their privacy, trading that ofcourse for the person space invader. But well yeah, he liked hanging on people and getting all their attention.
Romeo Harris
- Romeo HarisMember
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Re: It was written in blood
do okt 26, 2017 11:28 pm
WHAT IS DEAD
may never die
So apparently his face was familiar to the stranger. He probably knew Hati, but that fact wouldn’t stop Romeo from being angry and arrogant. When he was neck deep in his own rage, nothing could pull him out again. He had to get rid of the bad energy and if he didn’t do it fast it would only get worse. Too bad this guy got his attention after mentioning Hati. It took way too much time and it fired him up even more. "because i was already sure i recognised you, but now i know of what" The guy said. Romeo rolled his eyes. Did he stop the fight to just let him know he knew him from somewhere? It wasn’t that hard. Thanks to his job he visited a lot of places and his face was quite memorable. The tattoos made sure of that. Strangely he had no idea who the hell this guy was, even though he had equally as much tattoos as he did.
”Well good for you”, He snarled, and his heart started pounding in his throat again. The adrenaline came back like a huge wave washing away his patience. So he couldn’t just stand there. He walked over to the vampire again, his eyes fixed on his. ”Don’t run away you coward”, He growled, as he clenched his fists and lifted them up. ”You got a weapon now, so fucking use it, come on”, He continued to tease him. He didn’t care if he got hurt in the progress. He would only stop if his thirst for violence was quenched, if he was too wounded to continue or if the guy decided to run away again.
”Well good for you”, He snarled, and his heart started pounding in his throat again. The adrenaline came back like a huge wave washing away his patience. So he couldn’t just stand there. He walked over to the vampire again, his eyes fixed on his. ”Don’t run away you coward”, He growled, as he clenched his fists and lifted them up. ”You got a weapon now, so fucking use it, come on”, He continued to tease him. He didn’t care if he got hurt in the progress. He would only stop if his thirst for violence was quenched, if he was too wounded to continue or if the guy decided to run away again.
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