Beauvoir
Female Cenobite
- Joined
- Jul 25, 2018
Theo looked around at the carnage like he was a hit taken a back at first but a twisted grin split his face as his eyes settled a deep crimson and he spun on a sudden assailant driving it through his gut and shoving the human up against the wall before sinking his fangs into their neck.
Morgan watched Samuel capture a victim clapping a bit giddily as he followed his lover back into the castle.
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Ashe stood holding Ramiel’s hand as they watched the slaughter from a balcony. “I’m glad they’re having fun.” He spotted a large crowd off in the distance. “Wait what’s that?” He zoomed in with his minds eye and cursed.
“I didn’t know the secret order of Templars survived the near death of the hunters legion” he murmured.
He sent out a mental message to the Vincent family. Way more experienced vampire killers on the horizon. I think I’ve got your back though.
He looked up at Ramiel and smiled. “Don’t worry I’m staying right here. But this minds been asleep for 100 years and I never got to truly test it out after I turned. So I wanna try something.”
His eyes sparkled then seemed to almost gain a heat shimmer to them before there was a sudden monstrous sound. Ashe closed his eyes and focused as there was a sudden whirled as a massive creature almost sideswiped the castle before soaring up into the air.
It had twisted horns that looked made of jagged iron. It’s mouth, if it could be called that, was a mess of random spears of what appeared to be bone or metal formed into two crude jaws full of ‘teeth’. The ‘dragon’ soared overhead before diving down to the body of hunters and unleashing a blast of gray energy onto a handful of the group.
Being his master Ramiel could see through the psychic illusion. It was spectacular but it wasn’t real. In reality the group was slowly being assaulted and torn apart by psychic energy.
The impressive thing was that Ashe’s mind was strong enough after resting and training 100 years to convince everyone else’s brain that the creature was real.
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Theo drop kicked the head of one of the runners he’d taken care of carrying a viscera covered sword in each hand. He went up to Damon, the fledgling soaked in blood as he placed a heated bloody kiss on his husbands lips. He stepped away spinning and slashing an assailant before he made his way to his other mate greeting him in the same manner.
Morgan watched Samuel capture a victim clapping a bit giddily as he followed his lover back into the castle.
~~~
Ashe stood holding Ramiel’s hand as they watched the slaughter from a balcony. “I’m glad they’re having fun.” He spotted a large crowd off in the distance. “Wait what’s that?” He zoomed in with his minds eye and cursed.
“I didn’t know the secret order of Templars survived the near death of the hunters legion” he murmured.
He sent out a mental message to the Vincent family. Way more experienced vampire killers on the horizon. I think I’ve got your back though.
He looked up at Ramiel and smiled. “Don’t worry I’m staying right here. But this minds been asleep for 100 years and I never got to truly test it out after I turned. So I wanna try something.”
His eyes sparkled then seemed to almost gain a heat shimmer to them before there was a sudden monstrous sound. Ashe closed his eyes and focused as there was a sudden whirled as a massive creature almost sideswiped the castle before soaring up into the air.
It had twisted horns that looked made of jagged iron. It’s mouth, if it could be called that, was a mess of random spears of what appeared to be bone or metal formed into two crude jaws full of ‘teeth’. The ‘dragon’ soared overhead before diving down to the body of hunters and unleashing a blast of gray energy onto a handful of the group.
Being his master Ramiel could see through the psychic illusion. It was spectacular but it wasn’t real. In reality the group was slowly being assaulted and torn apart by psychic energy.
The impressive thing was that Ashe’s mind was strong enough after resting and training 100 years to convince everyone else’s brain that the creature was real.
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Theo drop kicked the head of one of the runners he’d taken care of carrying a viscera covered sword in each hand. He went up to Damon, the fledgling soaked in blood as he placed a heated bloody kiss on his husbands lips. He stepped away spinning and slashing an assailant before he made his way to his other mate greeting him in the same manner.