KaHeiCam Interesting....[Mature Content]

[heiseravenhawk]

Alright all you Kiddies that decided to come and read this.

This is a roleplay between Kalithe, Camy and Myself.


I put mature content on this just to be on the safe side. Incase anything like that happens.

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Setting:

Town just outside a major city. Has surrounding bushland and natural habitats that are protected by the government. Creating a great hiding (etc) place for others that aren't of Earth Natives.


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Walking amongst the Earth natives for quite some time now, the vampyre placed himself silently on a branch of a dark pine tree within the large plantation that bordered the small town. Fleeing from his own kin, he found himself residing temporarily on this blasted planet. Light teal eyes reflected the moon's rays like a mirror held to the sun, his obsidian hair rested neatly on his back as he pulled his fur rimmed jacket closer to his lithe form, shielding himself from the oddly cold wind on this Winter's night.

His fangs, currently elongated as he sought for his fix. Kean hearing and heightened senses only made things easier. Able to hear and notice even the smallest disturbances in his environment. The night was early, the sun had recently settled in the west. The snow settled on the ground, covering it in a light blanket of white, almost aiding the vampyre in his hunt for food. Tracks scattered, scents wharfed in the air. Oh this would be a wonderful night.
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[[I'm horrible at starting. It'll get longer I assure you guys. xD ]]

[Camy]

The night was perfect to soar through the sky in his dragonis' form. His strong and majestic wings flapped a little before spanning out so that he could soar without flapping his wings all the time. Black scales blended in with the night sky as well as everything else besides his dark red eyes that looked on ahead.

It was a very beautiful night here on this planet called Earth. He always came here for three weeks a month and whoever saw him land upon the ground in this form were very lucky. He was careful though on where to land. He preferred to land in fields since it wouldn't be wise to land on top of a building, now would it? Fields were wide and open and the snow would feel great against his claws while the feel of steel wasn't.

Dipping his head down, he surveyed the area on where to land. Black smoke escaped from his nostrils while he breathed, his wings flapping now to hold himself up in the sky. When he found a perfect spot, his head slightly went back while his wings spanned immediately to guide himself down. His scales now showed in the moonlight, their black surfaces glittering a little while his horns were now seen, the tip sharpened to a deadly but beautiful point.

[kalithe]

Crouched behind the thick trunk of a tree, Silver laughed silently to himself. He could no longer hear his pursuers. They wouldn't catch him tonight, now that he had escaped the boundaries of the town, into the bush. A few feet away, an abandoned spray can lay empty, looking forlorn submerged in the coating of snow that coated the ground. It was a nice, clear night. The sky wasn't too dark, more a deep gray-blue then black. The light of the moon illuminated the surroundings, casting eerie shadows that told of unknown creatures and dangers lurking in the darkness.

Silver pulled his jacket tighter around himself as he stood, sure that he had lost the people on his tail. Shaking the flakes of snow from his hair, he decided he would wait a little while longer before heading home again, in case they were still around. He stepped over to the deserted spray can. Picking it up and inspecting it, he then pushed it under a bush, covering it with snow so that it was no longer visible. He would come find it again during the day and throw it away in an appropriate manner, but for now the environment would have to bear with it. Breathing into his hands to warm them, Silver took the time to take a look at his surroundings.

[heiseravenhawk]

".................nn?" He hummed more to himself and to anyone else the crunching, the footsteps over the snow seemed to have stopped. A glint of his fangs were the first thing to be noticed when a sinister smirk crept upon his lips, ever so slowly like a spider on it's web, he turned his position around to face into the direction where the sounds had originated. There was so much going on tonight. Was there a festival that he wasn't invited to? Oh he'd tear the host to shreds right about now. Small pulses in the air were to be felt, his orbs darted over towards the sky. Silhouetted shape appeared and disappeared against the moon like a flash of lighthing, disappearing as quickly as soon as it had appeared.

Deciding to go for the bigger bait right now, he moved from the tree branch onto the cold floor below. The freshly fallen snow crunching under his boots before moving into the general direction. Not even bothering to shield himself from anything was he burst through bushes and launched himself over old fallen logs. He'll have to check out the smaller bait later....He had bigger things to see.

[Camy]

Down, down he went toward the ground, his black form now separating from the dark sky while it stood out from the bright reflection of the snow. The trees close to his landing point were blown on their sides while he flapped his wings now and then so not to land ungraceful. Snow fell from the trees and met with the snow on the ground while he got closer and closer until his claws met the snow like it was sand.

The snow felt good between his claws as well as his long tail. Black smoke once again escaped from his nostrils while his wings arched themselves toward the ground so not to get snow upon them. Asche looked at his surroundings, his tongue escaping from his mouth while he picked up scents. One of those scents were coming towards him and it just so happened to be a vampyre.

A chuckle came from him his powerful jaw while he stayed in his true form, waiting to see the other's expression would be when seeing a towering black beast above him that could fry their ass off with his black fire. Or, if Asche felt lazy, just a simple step with his claws. With that thought in mind, he couldn't help but snicker mentally.

[kalithe]

Silver blinked. The night had been calm and it was again, but he was sure he'd felt a sudden and rather unexpected breeze ripple through, leaving as suddenly as it had come. Chewing his bottom lip slightly, he looked in the direction it had come from. "Weird..." he mumbled to himself. The wind had unnerved Silver slightly, reminding him of the stories that his elementary school teacher had told to their class so many years ago to keep them from straying into the bush in search of adventure. Of course he was being stupid.

More to reassure himself then anything else, he began walking vaguely in the direction the wind had come to search for it's origin. The night air was sharp and crisp. Soon, he began to enjoy himself, forgetting his ridiculous fears. This was nothing new. The bush at night was not unfamiliar to him. He had been here many times before. Snow drifted down, landing on his shoulders and head. He brushed it off and shook his head, letting the flakes fall to the ground. It was cold. He was glad that he had taken his accomplice-for-the-night's advice and dressed warmly.

[heiseravenhawk]

Without another word, he bounded over one of the oversized hollow trees. Pausing on it's large branch to get a better view. It was horrible. The snow covered leaves just didn't want to work his way did it? Now he remembered why he hated the snow. It was so white, it blinded him during the nights of the full moon. He could hear the relatively large form touch down onto the snow. The crunching very apparent, like over a large area were easily heard. Deciding to move from his position, he slid down the branch and swung himself to the ground, landing in a crouch before making his way, a little more cautious this time.

Wait.....Smoke? What??

That was the first thing that came to his mind. It's strong burning scent wharfed in his nostrils as he neared the area. Trees had already started to thin out as well as it's shrubbery. He wasn't going to get his well earn fix tonight, not with something of that size around. It would have scared most of the smaller inhabitants of the forest away long time ago with just it's shadow over the plains. Slowing to a walk, he stepped out of the trees, finding himself confronting a large cobalt colored dragon, standing it's full size, a light chuckle omitting from it's large jaw. Neatening his long obsidian strands people called hair, he pushed them out of his eyes as he gazed up at the dragon. Seeing he stood nearly ten meters away and yet...he still had to gaze up lightly to take in the majestic yet deadly beauty of the large reptilian.

He raised a brow ever so slightly, he could swear the other had a faint scent of being a fellow vampyre. Maybe he himself was going a little crazy from the lack of feed. Or maybe some other factors were contributing to this. Who knows? "Overgrown lizard...." he mused more to himself than to anyone else. 'Scared all my food away.'

[Camy]

Asche waited patiently, like a horse, for the one that came toward him in a rush. When they stepped out, his dark red gaze landed upon them, watching their every move. He also felt another one coming this direction but a slow pace. Black smoke once again came from Asche's nostrils while his tail moved toward his left hind leg which created a small wave of the snow. "Greetings," he said finally. He could speak English in this form but it still had a...monstrous sound to it like thunder.

He was thinking about turning into his human form but, it was quite fun towering over others. If a dragonis' could smirk, he would right now while small puffs of black smoke came out of his nostrils while he snickered. Asche shook slightly so that the snow falling upon him would come off and fall to the ground like droplets of rain.

[kalithe]

Walking through the bush was still somewhat more difficult at night in comparison to during the day. Silver stumbled slightly over a broken branch. He had to continuously duck under low-hanging branches or step over bushes and such. Not to mention every time he swatted a branch or a bush away he would dislodge the snow resting on it and it would oft fall onto him. By now, his hair was slightly damp and had a fair amount of snow tousled in it.

Still, he was enjoying the solitude. He could think better when he was alone. Another very slight breeze ruffled the trees, so that some of the snow that had gathered on their branches fell lightly to the ground. It reminded him of his purpose. He recognized the place he had wandered into by the large rock that jutted out of the ground to his left. He had come here quite often a few years ago with his friends. Faintly, he could smell smoke. A fire?

The full moon shone down, bathing the trees in a strange glow. He liked the night. He really did. The kind of noisy silence appealed to him. Quickening his pace slightly, he wondered if the reason for the abnormal breeze was the same reason he could smell smoke.

[heiseravenhawk]

Ezekial could almost swear the other was just having an unhealthy dose of fun just towering over him like a city sky-scraper compared to an everyday single story home being built next to it. His pace slowed to a hault as he kept his gaze upon the dragon's head, the other's eyes as dark as de-oxygenated blood. Placing an arm on his waist, he head the other's greeting. 'He almost sound like one of those martians that the humans talk about so much.' with the formal greeting of some sort. Ht noticed the other's tail waved lightly in the snow, only to push it like sand on a beach. It seemed the other really did learn the tongie of english whilst in this form, seeing Ezekial knew a few of the Parinenai that couldn't speak a clear word at all with their dragonic tongues. The dragon's voice, as loud as thunder as it waved throught the surrounding area. "Loud aren't cha?" He called over to the other, his tone rather even and yet, it possessed depth and tone. Quite interesting....Really.

The other snickered, Ezekial didn't even know something of that type could even pull it off. Hissing softly, he wasn't at all too impressed with the other's attitude right now. "Why don't you turn into your little form and greet me then? Eh?" the vampyre called to the huge beast. 'Lizards these days....they all grow too damn fast.' he thought to himself as he shook his head lightly, sighing only to make a small visible steam the omitted from his lips.

He did have to admit though, maybe he didn't have the greatest manners in the world but hey, it was a little exasperating that the other was like this wasn't it? Come on....Agree? Another scent was once again to be realised, glancing over his shoulder into the general direction at where it was coming from, he couldn't make out any sort of figure as yet. Though he knew it was coming closer and closer but only ever so slowly in the white snow.

[Camy]

If Asche had eyebrows, he would lifted his right one up. This vampyre was indeed different than the others. Quite amusing really, especially when they shouted up at him and suggesting him to turn into his little form. Oh what a laugh! "As you wish," he said before his form began to glow a blinding white. Bones cracked and muscles moaned while his form shimmered down to his humanoid form. Instead of his usual trench coat, he was wearing one of his many suits that his father gave to him.

The tail on the tuxedo jacket could be seen behind his legs while he stood there with his arms to his side, dressed like a butler but with a vest that was dark red and has a golden trim. His cuffs were white from his undershirt while his shoes were boots instead of dress shoes. You have to be pretty insane to wear dress shoes in weather like this.

His eyes were the same dark crimson color while his hair matched his scales. Raven locks that that were shiny but not silky while it reached to the middle of his back, no bangs covering his forehead or being curtains for his eyes. Not to mention his face was very aristocratic thanks to his dragonis' and vampyre genes. "Happy now," he asked while moving his arms up so that the palms of his hands were facing up while he pulled on a small smirk.

[kalithe]

Silver saw white light glow in the near distance. Maybe it really was a fire... But white fire? Silver walked even faster, almost tripping and falling onto his face, his natural curiosity taking over. Hearing some noises, he slowed to a walk and then stopped. Creeping behind a tree, he peered out, in the general direction of the voices. He could see two men standing near each other. One of them, the one dressed in out-of-place fancy dress clothes moved his hands in some kind of gesture.

What the hell are they doing here in the middle of the night? he wondered.

He stood there and watched for a moment, in the shadow of the tree. He chewed on his lip slightly, a habit of his, and brushed his damp fringe, some of which was plastered to his forehead from the wet, out of his eyes.

[heiseravenhawk]

The other's words seemed to have silenced the vampyre, when was the last time that someone actually said "As you wish." to him? A confused look waved over him as he shielded himself with a sleeve of his jacket from the blinding light. He almost regretted asking the other to change into his small humanoid form. When the light sub-sided, he lowered his arms as there, infront of him stood a man that seemed to have originated in the early Victorian Era. Dressed in tuxedo jacket, his form trimmed with red and gold of the other accessories that clung to his form. A raise brow was on his expression as he finally registered that the now humanoid dragon wasn't wearing anything from this time. 'Dress sense seems to be off by a few hundred years....' he thought to himself as he folded his arms across his chest, eyeing the other.

The dragon still retained the same colored eyes, whilst his obsidian scales' color was transferred to his hair color, which were equally as dark as his scales once were. Very....Stylish to say the least if they were still in the Victorian Era. "Yes." Ezekial answered quite frankly, now seeing that the gap between them had grown, he paced closer to the other to get a better view on who he was. Though his steps halted when he heard something behind him. "Out. Now." His voice instructive and demanding. Calling to the other who's presence was in the vacinity and yet, didn't show his or herself. "I won't repeat myself." he stated, glancing over his shoulder into the general direction.

[Camy]

Asche moved his hands down back to his sides while he watched the other checking him out...or studying him if you were picky about that sort of thing. He couldn't help but smirk when they realized his attire by seeing the raise of their eyebrow. This attire is better than pants hanging off my butt or showing off my stomach any day. Some people were just too judgmental or picky of what they saw.

Of course, he had no trouble sensing the other one there, thanks to his keen senses. Asche couldn't help but smirk once more when the other replied with a yes in a frank voice. Asche didn't bother to move since the other was doing quite a good job of it of making the gap between them smaller. He couldn't help but snicker mentally once more at the vampyre's action. It was so amusing to him.

[kalithe]

"Out. Now."

Silver had been planning to turn heel and head home until he heard one of the men ordering him. It hardly appealed to him though. He was weighing his chances when the man called out again. Silver was actually rather disgusted. What gave some man he'd never seen before in his life the right to order him out into the clearing? Arrogant man. Still, if that man wanted him out so much, who was he to protest? He flicked a few strands of his fringe out of his eyes and stepped out into the open, a slight frown fixated on his face.

"Yeah? Can I help you?" he asked, sarcastic.

The one that had called him out looked normal. Or, failing that, he looked at the very least modern. He glanced at the other man, near the one that had ordered him out, quickly looking him up and down. He was wearing strange fancy clothes. Stylish, no doubt, but still hundreds of years too early for his taste. He had a aristocratic face, looking like something that had stepped out of an old Victorian novel. Silver noticed something odd. His eyes were a dark red. "Contacts?" he wondered to himself.