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Post by Atlas Lee Jons on Feb 7, 2009 10:55:55 GMT -5
"DIE!!" His sword swung and his gun fired. Atlas had put himself in a dangerous predicament. He went all the way to Staten island hearing from other vampires he'd killed that this is the place to go to find the savage Gangrel Vampires. Atlas felt like blowing off some steam because of the vampires in Manhattan he met got away. He was pissed off and so he came here. What idiot comes here to fight this clan.
He was being to reckless and well he was acting quiet savage himself. He was surrounded by Gangrel, he swung his sword and shot them when they came at him. "Are you lookin for a death wish human? Because you know I wouldn't mind killing you and I'm sure everyone here wouldn't mind either hunter bitch!" One of the vampires said with a cocky tone of voice laced with the urge to kill the hunter. He laughed and when he did Atlas stuck the end of his gun in the vampires mouth. "Cut the crap you fuck." He polled the trigger the vampires head blew apart blood sprayed everywhere. He turned to the others blood across his face and dripping from his hair. "What are you waiting for dumb shits?"
They all came at him and he brutally fought back. Slicing arms, legs, head, or half the body of the vampires he fought. Blood spraying everywhere. Now it's not like he's invincible or anything. Atlas was also getting hurt. Some of that blood was his. For a moment they all stopped fighting even Atlas. He was breathing a bit heavily and his clothes were torn. Blood dripped off him some was there blood and some was his own. He was scratched up pretty badly but he wouldn't stop from a few cuts. He glared at them with hatred in his eyes and a grin. "I'll kill as many as you come out of the wood work." They came at him again and he came at them. He needs to leave before he gets to tired or he may actually die here.
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Post by Ajora on Feb 7, 2009 19:19:50 GMT -5
It had been several hours since Ajora fled the scene of confusion and peril with Jens. They had gone their separate ways, with Ajora now aimlessly wandering the dangerous streets of Staten.
A pair of hunters (1 of which was a vampire!?) had showed up, ready to kill.
Jens seemed to be at the middle of it all.
Why? He didn't seem to be evil or be the time to stir up such trouble.
Then again, he was a newborn. And he wasn't smart about it.
Ajora's head jerked up. She heard fighting. Lots of fighting.
"This must involve Gangrels...Perhaps i can settle the score a little better with those homewreckers."
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She arrives a scene of blood.
Standing in a tree, she witnesses a hunter she encountered not too long ago solo defeating a small portion of the Gangrel clan.
Her rage towards the savage vampires swelled.
"I guess he is the lesser of two evils" she sighed.
With a mighty leap, she darts into the group of Gangrels, leaving cuts all everywhere amongst them.
"Do not shoot me, Hunter!" she shouts. "For the purposes of this fight, we are not enemies. We can settle our differences later, but for now, consider me a rival for the heads of these pitiful souls!"
She removes the head of one, whilst disemboweling another.
"That's 2 for me!"
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 7, 2009 20:11:14 GMT -5
Huntington picked up on the blood and the death of the vampires before he picked up on the life forces that were still there. Lured by the scent, he rushed to the scene, sword drawn and gun at the ready. He saw the human hunter and the other vampire--the one he could not kill yet. He ignored her and fired three shots, killing three that were coming at her from behind. He got the attention of a handful and took his sword to them, killing them quickly and fluidly."Walking sins... BURN!"
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Post by Atlas Lee Jons on Feb 7, 2009 20:31:19 GMT -5
Atlas heard a familiar voice and then he saw the Vampire he met from before. "Whatever." Was all he said. He was to focused on killing to care about killing her. He thought maybe he wouldn't need to kill her. She could get killed by one of these vampires. Though he knew nothing about her. She'd most likely be able to beat them. She is a vampire for crying out load. He fired off a few more bullets nailing a few vampires in the head. He saw the vampires coming up behind her and was about to shoot them but someone else killed them before he had the chance. He saw the person who shoot the three and that made him a bit annoyed. He chuckled and shot another vampire. This was getting interesting.
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Post by Ajora on Feb 7, 2009 20:42:43 GMT -5
"Fine, don't be grateful for saving your ass" she teased.
Still rotating her blades, still more body parts rolled. These Gangrels were like flies to a light. More like flies to a chainsaw.
Her attention turned towards the second gun being fired, a distinctly different sound from that of the Hunters.
"Shit. He's followed me this far?" she thought.
Odd though, he seemed, like herself, to want to kill the other vampires.
Primarily anyways.
so she played along, dancing, like a dervish with her blades of death, as yet more and more showed up for slaughter.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 7, 2009 20:59:09 GMT -5
Huntington was honestly impressed with the other two people here. His gun clicked empty after taking off a hoard that charged him. Traitor they called him. He paid no mind. He put his gun up and brought his sword around to half one with ease. Another jumped at him. He let the momentum of his blade bend his back to dodge that one before turning the blade to bring it down on the vampire, slicing him in half vertically.
He brought his sword up to another; this one tried to catch the blade. It stuck, only for a moment. This moment gave another the chance to jump at him. He hit his own heels against one another and the dagger came out of one toe. He round housed the vampire in the neck, slicing his head off. He carried the momentum to stand on the hilt of his blade and reloaded his gun and started to take out a few surrounded the other two.
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Post by Atlas Lee Jons on Feb 7, 2009 21:30:20 GMT -5
Atlas stuck his sword in the ground lifting himself off the ground and launching himself at a vampire kicking it in the face. As the vampire fell backward Atlas polled his sword out at the same time. Now standing on the vampire, he stabbed the sword into the vampire and cut his head off. He pointed his gun at the vampire that was next to this vampire and shot him before he could attack Atlas. He sighed a bit at what he had just gotten himself into. Sure he could handle himself but it was good that they came because that really was to many vampires. If they didn't come he'd probably be dead or if those vampires were pricks he'd probably be turned into one of them.
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Post by Ajora on Feb 7, 2009 21:54:17 GMT -5
Ajora was disarmed. She had been trying to keep an eye on both the guns being shot, just in case. But she was prepared for this. Catching the hilts of both her Katanas in the heels of her boots, which were custom fitted for this, she gripped her blades in her feet.
Flipping onto her back, she began to spin with motions that looked like break-dancing. Her legs had further reach than her arms anyways. She spun, catching all those around her off-guard.
Ajora then leapt into the air, releasing the katana from her heels, catching them. She sheathed them as she looked around - the seemingly endless wave of foes had finished, the final wave finally coming.
She presses a small button on her heels. Again, flying through the air, she now drives her heels into the faces and chests of the savages, her heels now being small, razor-sharp daggers. Back and forth she leaped, her mind on what will happen in a few minutes when there were only 3 left standing.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 7, 2009 22:09:27 GMT -5
Huntington stood up on the hilt of his sword, watching the final wave. This would be easy enough. He pointed his gun at the right flank and opened fired until his clip was empty. He reloaded and put his gun away. He then jumped down and drew his sword, walking towards the last few. He barely had his vampire blood at bay.
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Post by Atlas Lee Jons on Feb 7, 2009 22:42:36 GMT -5
One of the vampires managed to tackle Atlas to the ground only because he was getting tired and worn down from his blood loss. His gun was just a few inches away, he just need to reach a bit further. His other hand was on the vampires face trying to hold him back from bitting Atlas. At the last second before it was to late he manage to grab his gun and shot the vampire in the neck. The blood splattered and the vampire's body fell on him. He moved him off and stood up. "That was to close."
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Post by Ajora on Feb 7, 2009 22:53:21 GMT -5
With none but the 3 remaining, the scene turned quite still, quite silent.
Ajora turned around, facing the other two.
"Well, this is mildly awkward" she stated. "Two hunters and a vampire just fought side-by-side. Both of them previously raised arms against me. Both of them failed. I hope you can see why I'm a tad edgy..." she smiles.
She moved, slowly, hands in plain sight, closer to them. She had little intention of fighting them, and less of winning.
"I say we call it a truce, and forget it all happened. Savvy?"
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 7, 2009 23:04:43 GMT -5
Huntington cleaned his blade as he walked over to them. He said nothing but pointed no weapons at Ajora. He had no quarrel with her any longer. He looked at Atlas and bowed with his eyes on him."Greetings, fellow hunter..."
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Post by Atlas Lee Jons on Feb 7, 2009 23:22:03 GMT -5
"Don't be such a frightened little rabbit I'm not gonna attack you." He put his gun away and his sword leaned against the wall as so he did. Breathing heavily, he wiped sweat and blood off his face. "Damn it there really was to many. I need a god damn doctor." He spat a bit of blood on the ground. Atlas looked at the other hunter kind of surprised to hear him say fellow hunter. That meant this guy was a hunter to. "Hunter are you human or vampire?"
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Post by Ajora on Feb 7, 2009 23:28:45 GMT -5
Ajora felt highly fortunate.
"Well thank you both. I feel honored" she spoke slowly.
And it was true. She couldn't think of anyone surviving a situation like this one.
Her heels made distinct metallic noises as she walked - she was too lazy to retract her dagger heels.
"My name is Ajora, by the way" she adds, holding out her hand for anyone who wishes to partake.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 7, 2009 23:35:53 GMT -5
"Vampire, unfortunately..." His voice was laced with anger and distaste at himself. He put his sword up once it was cleaned off and nodded to Ajora."I know your name already." He addressed them both now."I am Grosvenor Huntington." |
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