Her bare legs hung over the side of a building, her skin reflecting the moonlight. She wiggled her toes allowing the cool night air to run between them, frowning when she remembered the charm on her ankle. "Tonight was going so well until I remembered you. Why cant I forget you?!" She complained swinging her legs around so she could stand, sliding her feet into the pair of slipper shoes she wore. She climbed down from the building just to come face to face with a bilboard sign that still had her picture with a missing persons note. She swiped her hand across the picture, completely splitting the name Yukita in half. "That was my old life. This is my new one." She sighed turning away from the board to walk down the deserted street.

Dante sat in his seat at the Theatre, tears forming in his eyes as the charictars played there parts in the sad tale. His hair came down over his eyes and he quickly brushed it away stealing a glance up at the tall ceiling. Through the skylight the stars and moon were blocked by clouds that used to hold rain. He was about to turn away but was pulled back to the window for a moment longer. Did something just move up there? No, impossible. It's too high. He thought turning back to the show.

(epic fail lol))

Morana's fingers ran across the glas.s of the skylight.  Her eyes on her target... the green emeralds narrowing into a dangerous glare...  The slight breeze blew her faire locks over her flawless cheeks as she reached up and tucked the brown strands behind her ear.  Her head cocked calmly to the side as the music ceased far below.  The applause echoed about the large theatre, as a wicked smile crept onto Morana's features.  She faded into the shadows of the building and shot across the roof's shingles her silence frightening even herself for a moment.  She made a quick movement and began to plumet to the earth at an unknown force before her fingers sprawled and gripped the pane of the third floor window.  She twisted her wrists and gracefully swung her body into the interior of the vast building, pulling her cloak's hood over her head, hiding her own beauty.  She made her way through the decorated coridors, inching closer to the applause of the excited viewers.  She hid behind the column, and then he approached...the one she was after.  The stranger went by the name as Jason Reaul.  The two had met only once, and his death was hers tonight... he knew to much.  The boy strode calmly up the stairs, looking back to make sure he wasnt followed... she was expected, his heart beat echoed in her acute ears.  She followed him up, unoticed, once he faded from view.  She disappeared into a dark room, seeing the boy trying to escape through the window... 

"Was I expected?" Morana whispered in a cooing whisper, her eyes focused on the wooden floorboards.  The boy's face went a ghostly white in the darkness, "I-I sware I wont say a w-word." he choked, backing up...  Morana's eyes gracefully made their way across the floor and into the boy's eyes.  "I'm sorry that fact dosnt matter." she said, her eyes full of alluring.  Morana came closer, the boy as still as a block of stone.  She placed her hands on his lower stomach and inched upward, tracing his chest and shoulders... she leaned foward and her lips brushed against his neck, her hair falling from behind her ear and drifting across the boy's neck.  He trembled and she felt his tears land gently on her forehead... she reached into her skirts, withdrawing a concealed dagger... she released an agile motion and the boy fell to the floor... a pool of deep maroon collecting at her feet, but...his suffering would pay for his stupidity... 

The boy choked, "Your s-seduction wont last for e-ever... Y-You will rot in the deepest pits of Hell." he coughed in between his final breaths.  With every breath her victum took, she struck his flesh again... and again...the fabric of his clothes peeling with every blow... the flesh was beggining to hang loosly from several of her lighter attacks.  She leaned in close, to the boy's face, her lips brushing his forehead..."I will first half to die..." she breathed, dragging the blade across his neck... she stood up, blood splattered about the floorboards, soaking into the rug that lay several meters away.  She threw the dagger into the wood beside her victums head... it inlodged itself into the wood..."You knew to much." she breathed, retreating from the room and emerging gracefully out the open window, she looked back... the male called Jason's eyes were glazed over in lifelessness, his fear still struck into his eyes...  she smirked and jumped, landing gracefully in the dark alley...

man i wanted to join soo bad

‘Come closer…’

The seductive, gentle voice hissed in the darkness, shrouded with shadows. Sparkling emerald eyes seemed to laugh at her prey, taunting it to come nearer to her. The young man stood transfixed by her allure, but his eyes betrayed a different story. Muscles taut he tried to evade her beguiling beauty, he stepped forwards one foot at a time.

‘Yes…’ the voice breathed, losing its edge as desire crept into her voice. ‘That’s it my dear, closer, closer and closer ever more. Come to my embrace…’

It seemed that it was time that the woman should reveal her true nature, and as she stepped forwards the man gave a low gasp. Though her flawless ivory skin only showed on her arms and face, for she dressed conservatively for one of her kind, the bewitching look in her pretty almond shaped eyes and the reviling smirk on her voluptuous lips spoke of a kind of weird beauty not seen in many women.

Blinking those jade eyes gently she brought up one long-fingered hand to stroke the man’s cheekbone gently, sending him aquiver with fear and desire both.

‘Hush now little one, thou shalt die quickly. Is that not what you desire…no, I see you wish for something else from I. Well, it is not something that is mine to gift to one such as you. Nor do I want to either.’ The provocative bell-like voice held a mocking tone to it as she let her fingers drift to his throat, tan against her lily-white fingers.

‘So I must feast,’ she mused softly. ‘And your life is insignificant in this world of death and pain. For it is those who last forever must continue to last on. Am I not correct?’

As swiftly as an adder those once delicate fingers clenched around his throat tightly, driving all breath from his lungs. They squeezed harder, and harder still, until the man was driven to his knees, face pale and blue with death.

‘Mmm..’ she hissed softly.

((i am going to post for only Dante. Hey funsa, i am going to have him bump into you ok?))

Dante rose from his seat, the majority of the croud already in the streets. He raised his arms above his head, streatching his muscles out and listening to each bone pop. He yawned as he made his way out of the theatre through a side door that led out into the back of the alley. His footsteps echoed in the empty space, his pace staying the same even while his eyes were adjusting. Suddenly he ran up against soemthing in the dark alley, sending him down to the cold ground. "Ooof. Hey watch-" He cut off midsentence when he realized he had run into a girl. "M-my apologies, I should have been more careful." He amended himself as he rose to his feet. "Good-night miss." He said looking at his feet.

((that is fine, my friend <3))

Morana looked up, her dangerous eyes morphing into a calming hue of a pale shade of green.  "No no, good sir.  Completely my fault." she smiled warmly...  all traces of betrayal and threat sealed away, she pulled down her cloak, revealing her flawless face and generous locks of light brown, the wind swept through her hair, releasing the pleasent scent of vanilla that usually flooded from her body.  "What is a boy like you doing in an alley at this hour?" she asked in a gentle whisper, each word escaping her lips in a relaxed and easy tone...

((Erm I need Charlotte to meet someone...))

The frigid wind blew hard against her face, whipping her long locks everywhere. It was late, around 12:30 pm and Charlotte was out taking one of her late night strolls. It had become quite an often occurrence since her nightmares had started. Nearly every time she dreamt she woke up screaming or with tears streaming down her pale face. She had dreams of blood and gore and death. I've gotta stop watching horror movies with Ronni. She thought determindely to herself. She was walking by the theatre, all of the lights were off and there were little pieces of tattered paper drifting across the sidewalk and getting run over by cars.

There, in the alleyway, was a tiny droplet of scarlet liquid. Charlotte trotted over to it and saw another drop about a foot away. She followed them to a horrific sight behind a garbage can. Charlotte uttered a little yelp of terror at the sight before her. A man covered in blood was slumped against the garbage, stabbed way more times than needed to kill a human. Her eyes brimmed with tears and she ran. She never wanted to stop. But she knew she had to do something about it, so she hightailed it to the police station. Charlotte swang open the door and started blithering about what she had just seen to the police man that was drinking a steaming cup of tea. "Calm down! Calm down!" She tried her best, talking through the endless supply of tears, and in the end the police man got the message. Another immortal attack.

((myloveee, is it the kill morana made?  If so that happened in the theatre in an empty room :)

and the humans dont know what an immortal is...or who is doing the killings :)))

Dante looked up a little, taking in the sight of the immortal, unaware of her abilities. "I was attending a play. It used to be my sister's favorite pas.s time, so I decided to take come to these things when she..." The last word never left his lips as a set of tears made their way to his eyes. He quickly shook them away, hoping that the girl hadnt seen them. "But what is more confusing, is to why a lovely lady is doing in an alley in the first place, let alone this late at night?" His words were strained for he was still fighting the tears.

Yukita opened her eyes, taking in the sight of the theatre building. "what a beautiful building." Even though the immortals were murderous monsters, she still took the time to admire the architecture of the building. Her eyes darted towards the alley way, sensing the immortals "Leader" Morana. "What is she doing here?" She wispered talking swift steps towards the alley entrance. "Morana, my dear friend, would you join me?" She said, also sensing the human she was talking to.

"Oh, you have plans already. Well then I shouldnt keep you waiting. Good night Morana." Dante bowed, walking down the alley way, and past Yukita, not really noticing her.

"I have my reasons, good sir." she responded wickedly, looking at the other immortal.  "Come... we have much to discuss." she stated darkly, gripping Yukita's arm with a tremendous amount of force that would shatter a mortal's bones...  "It was a pleasure making your aquaintence...Dante" Morana said, a dark look in her face...the boy had not mentioned his name...but she knew...oh how she knew.  Without another word she disappeared into the darkness, dragging Yukita along.  By the time Dante had turned around, the pair would be gone...never to be seen again...or perhaps not?

Drake was alone, taking a stroll through the park

((Sorry forgot about the human...and epic fail))

((i will respond when i come home from dance))

 Ebony looked around the building. "So...Is this really what you want to do?" She asked walking farther into the building. Then she felt something drop onto her head...It was warm and liquid and when she felt another drop she wiped the liquid off. "That is weird and kind of scary..." She said looking at the red substance on her finger. She looked up wondering what was above her and sniffed her finger curiously. "Blood?" She looked over at her sister who was now wondering off into the theatre and instead decided to head for the stairs and see what was above.

 Her footsteps echoed through the theatre as she walked up the stair not really sure if she wanted to find out what had just dripped onto her. She poked her head inside a room and looked around before walking inside. The room was dark and she couldn't see anything. Ebony used the wall to lead her and felt around for a light switch. She stopped as she stepped on something squishy and bent down, her hands moved over it as she tried to figure out what it was. Her hands moved over a lump and then to inwards dents just above the lump and then her hands went over something smooth and moist and she realized she was touching. She jumped back and began to feel for a light switch again as if she was trying to make sure she was wrong. She flicked the light on as she felt the switch and opened her mouth and let out a piercing scream when she saw a dead guy on the floor that had blood all over him. She looked down and noticed she was also now covered in blood and heard foot steps racing up the stairs as her sister came to see what was going on.

(( Fun, yes that was supposed to be Morana's kill, sorry didn't realize it was in a room. I should change it all. But now someone else has 'first discovered' her soo...... I'll figure something out :) Erm... Can you all just ignore the other post I did? And... I've gotta have someone meet Charlotte... Anyone wanna have their charry meet her? I would be very greatfull!))