The Accursed Bloods (Were-creature RP Thread) - See OOC thread to join!

[SxyCowgirl]

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On a large screen in the middle of downtown, a reporter is busy talking about the newly ordained Pope and about a ridiculous theory that the previous Pope is being targeted by an assassin for quitting his station. Elsewhere, out over the dark star-studded ocean and coming in fast, a large, dark blue figure speeds towards the city partially concealed by the darkness of the night. A thin crescent moon shines barely visible in the dark night sky above the city. As the figure nears the Statue of Liberty, screams erupt from tourists below.

Flying just above the buildings, Rosa scans for the green place known as Central Park. Hearing the screams below as she flies overhead, she ignores the sounds, focusing on her landing site. Finally, she spots green ahead. Speeding up, she flies towards it at her top speed. Passing over the border into the park, she folds her wings against her body and plummets towards the ground. Just before she hits, she pulls her wings out and lands, running to a stop. More screams emit from people who had come to visit the park as they see the great dragon touch down. Running away as fast as their feet can carry them, the people in Central Park evacuate themselves.

Rosa shook her large, blue-black head and stretched her wings, looking around. At least there wouldn't be anyone to bother her anymore. She smirked and turned into the trees. As she entered the trees, she began to shrink and her scales melted off into shimmering dust. In a matter of moments, she was a beautiful, but now naked, young woman with long, flowing silver hair and piercing golden eyes.

"We interrupt this broadcast to bring you this breaking story! News has just come in that there are a number of people who are claiming to have seen what appeared to be a dragon, flying over the city from the ocean. Nothing has yet to be confirmed on what this is, but some of the many supposed witnesses, have plenty of ideas. Sir, you said you saw something over New York City. What do you believe it was?

[Old man's voice] It was a dragon. No doubt about it! It had biiiiiig wings, and claws and boy was it ugly!

Well there you have it, there appears to be a dragon, flying around New York Cit--Wait! We now have confirmation that there is in fact something here though it is no longer in the skies, but in our very own Central Park. Police are on their way to the scene now, and so are our crews!"

[Pentagious666]

Hitshio was flying after the beast that he had spotted of the Vatican City, after of course taking care of his previous task.  He would return to his master when he was called, but for the time being he felt compelled to investigate the hazards of this monster.  He had flown across the Atlantic ocean in his nigh tireless half state.  He had managed to make a quiet landing in New York City.
Only too easy considering the mess the other must have made of the media. He walked, putting his petty coat back on, into the park.  His dark eyes not shining with the typical demonic red as he suppressed his lineage.  His dark petty coat flicked in the slight breeze and he pulled his silver and very ornate pocket watch from his pocket. With a soft click he opened it, feeling a pang as his contractor die.
"All is well then, it was almost time for evening tea," He smirked, she had contracted him to take care of her in her old age, and then when she realized that she could command him to achieve impossible feats she did so often. Each one cost a year and the pope assassination, it seems, was her last.
"Perhaps now I can find something more interesting to do," Valoren continued towards the 'crash site.'

[SxyCowgirl]

Her ears still well tuned in to the sounds around her, she smiled hearing another set of wings. Though she wasn't sure who it was, or what it was, she kept her senses sharp. Hearing odd wailing in the distance, she paused staring in the direction. It was a new sound to her, though she was sure she had heard something remotely similar echoing off of her mountain from the cities below. Sirens? She thought, her eyebrows furrowing some. It had to be. She had made enough of a stir for law enforcement to be called. How long had it been since dragons had been seen here? It couldn't have been that long. She heard the sirens draw closer, some doors opening and then closing and grass and leaves rustling. She smiled wryly, her eyes flashing in the lights of the park. Curling up in the fetal position just beneath a tree, she began to cry. An officer came through the bushes towards her with a flashlight and heard her crying. "Who's there?" He said with a demanding tone. Her eyes filled with tears, she looked up at the man as he drew close to her, the light blinding her and causing her to look away. Seeing her tears, he ran over to her a concerned look on his face now.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Looking around, he took his jacket off and put it around her shoulders, exposing his bullet resistant vest. "Thank you." She said quietly, looking up at the man gratefully. He was about to speak, most likely to ask her more questions so thinking quickly, her eyes welled up with tears again and she jumped up wrapping her arms around his neck. "I'm so scared! There was this big black thing with wings and claws and teeth and big creepy eyes and it looked right at me and ripped my clothes and then you came THANK you!"

The officer's cheeks turned bright red as her obviously cold breasts pressed against his vest. "W-we should find you some new clothes." He stammered. She let go of his neck and nodded. His jacket wrapped around her, they began to walk towards the direction from which he had come.

[Pentagious666]

He watched from the hedges as the girl had looked about.  A sly smirk covered his face.
Clever, clever girl. The now freelance contractor decided it was time to intercede.
"Mistress, oh dear, my lady what happened to your clothes?" Valoren said his english accent dripping with revolt that her 'nice dress' was now gone, "It took the tailor's three weeks to make that finery for you."
He approached the officer and with a devilish smile he bowed, "Pardon me dear sir, but I can escort my Lady Marie home, I did come all this way to find her."
"I'm sorry sir, I can't do that, I need a statement down at the station."
"Well good officer, I know that you are trying to do your job, but she never really thinks clearly when she's scared, if you allow it I will make certain she sends her report as soon as she has had time to get over whatever appalling and traumatic experience that she has had to bear alone.  Besides she is late for evening tea."
"I-I don't think that is a good Idea," The officer stammered at his persistence.
"You see, my name is Val, I am her ever faithful manservant, and I can assure you, you will get the report,"  The demon smirked.

[SxyCowgirl]

Hearing a smooth, calm man's voice behind her, she turned to see a tall, good looking man wearing a devilish smile and a black petty coat. She smiled slyly back at him in a silent thanks. It relieved her that she wouldn't have to give a statement not knowing anything about what had gone on the last thousand years. Listening to his words, she ran over to him.

"Oh Val! You found me! I-my dress... I couldn't get away fast enough! Oh and it was my new favorite one too! I was lucky it was only my dress that got torn, it could have easily been my ribs or my throat!" She winked at Val and then making more tears well up in her eyes she turned back to the officer, letting his coat flop lower on her shoulders. "Please! I promise I will send you my report! My parents will be so worried if I'm not home for evening tea! Especially....especially...." She trailed off, her tears flowing freely down her cheeks, she covered her face with her hands and began sobbing.

[Pentagious666]

"As you can see sir she is in no state to give you what you ask for, I will however see to it," The smirk never leaving his smooth lips, "if I couldn't do that what kind of butler would I be."
"But I need a statement from her!"
"You see, sir, I think you need to leave," As he said leave his eyes flashed a deep blood red, "As a matter of fact I don't even think you need to worry about anything at all."
The officer appeared shaken by his eyes which 'Marie' couldn't have seen sobbing as she was.  At the latter half of the statement his arms went slack his eyes seemed to lose focus.
"Nothing at all, have a nice night," The officers voice was flat and dull as he walked away in a sluggish way, his shoulders slumped and his body relaxed as all his worries faded.
"Now, 'miss Marie' I think we need to have a chat," without waiting for a response he swooped up her legs and dashed off at a slightly faster then normal pace.  Trees passed as he looked for a private spot with which to speak with her.  He didn't spare a look down as he watched his path, nimbly avoiding every crunchy leaf and every low branch.

[SxyCowgirl]

Confused, she looked up at the officer as he walked slowly and deliberately and squeaked a little unbecomingly as he swooped her up and took off. His feet flew silently across the ground as he ran, his speed almost unearthly. She held fast the coat around her as the wind was a bit chilled and she had yet to receive, find or buy any other clothes. She looked up at him, his face straight and lacking most emotion. It was odd. Her mind went through the list of the many creatures in the world of which she knew and the only thing she could think of that he might have been was an owl or perhaps a bat of some sort. She stared at him for a long time before she spoke asking "So...I can tell you are like me in a way, but I can not tell anything about your other side." It was a bit cryptic, but she figured discretion would be the best way to proceed as this was where the threat was centered.

[Pentagious666]

"I'm unsure what you are talking about," He smiled, "I am simply one hell of a butler."
He slippefd under a bridge before setting her down. Surprisingly gently, he was calm and quiet as he looked around for observers.  Making sure that they were alone, he looked back at the mostly nude woman and while his instincts told him to do things to her that would make her blush all over, there was something bestial about her.  That and the leather wing beast crashing in the area in which she was found.  she was an interesting creature and he would have to see what would happen.  He looked her over again taking in the voluptuous curves and trembling legs.  His tail coat blew in the wind.
"So, as you were saying?" The devilish smile returned, "what is it I can do for you my lady?"

[SxyCowgirl]

She stared at him for a few moments and then smiled, blushing only a little bit at the wandering of his eyes. "I'm guessing I'm attractive? It's been a couple thousand years, but I suppose I haven't changed as much as you would expect." Her smirk grew as she straightened, her posture almost instantly improving. It had been a very long time since a man had looked at her that way. She figured part of it was her lack of clothing, but who knew. Maybe her body type was actually viewed as attractive in this day and age. After all, it had been over a thousand years. She stared straight into his eyes, the smirk unwavering, resolved. She may not know what he was, but he had saved her from a lot of trouble. "Firstly, you may call me Rosa. Weather in private or public does not matter to me, I will leave that up to you. Secondly, I can tell you are similar to me, I just can not tell exactly what is your demon is."

[Pentagious666]

"A demon, eh?" The gentleman's smirk not even flickering, "I would offer you a dress but unfortunately I cannot, all I have is a bag of pounds and no exchange office will be open this late.  However if we find a safe place to hide for the evening I'm sure we can have that problem fixed by morning."
His observational leer at her had ceased and his dark green eyes had settled on her own locked in a gaze to figure out what she was.
"Well accommodations need to be made, otherwise I fear you may not get a good night's rest.  As a gentleman I certainly cannot leave you be as that would be haphazard and foolish," His voice was deathly serious as he took a stance, "Besides this day and age you would most certainly be beset by brigands of the lowest order.  If you follow me I will find us a place to stay for the night."
He turned and held out his arm, as a perfect gentleman from now, or 300 hundred years ago should.

[SxyCowgirl]

"Uh.....pounds? I really did spend too long in that cave." She mumbled to herself, rubbing her head with her hand. Recomposing herself she looked up at him grinning a bit, blushing a little bit more and took his arm. " I suppose you know of a suitable....uh...Locanda around here then? You won't need to worry about paying for it, I'm sure I'll be able to get a good room for us. After all, what kind of woman would I be if I couldn't convince people to give me things." She winked at him. He was very interesting to her. He had a certain air of what she could only really describe as danger and it excited her. Her first shape-shifter find and he was fascinating and mysterious and dangerous.

[Pentagious666]

"Hm, quite, no, I don't think your seduction techniques will need any practice today," He smiled at her in his closed mouth way, "Besides such tasks are not befitting of a lady."
He had spoken in a light and polite tone, as if he were escorting the grand duchess as they stepped into light and continued on their way.  Wrapped in nothing but a police jacket, it would be easier to assume she was a kink whore, but still he lead her grandly down the street.
"I've never spent much time in New York City but it does seem to be a rather grand sight isn't it.  It has gotten so much larger then the time I was here before."
He turned into an inn parking lot and walked around to the open end.  Smoothly leading her up to a room he laid a hand on the door.
"Not this one, ah here we are!" He smiled and grabbed the door handle.  There was a loud crunching noise as he twisted the knob destroying the lock.
The room was dark and basic as he lead her inside.
"While it would be possible for first class sleeping quarters, this would be the most appropriate accommodations for this hour," He said as he lead her to the room.

[SxyCowgirl]

Her dignified grin turned into yet another sly grin and she looked at him with a shrug. "Who said anything about seduction? With someone like you at my side, all I would need to do is speak my native language indignantly and throw a long-standing important name around and Voila!" Just as she finished saying it, he turned a doorknob and a sickening sound issued fourth from it. She giggled a bit, fascinated with the lock on an Inn's room door. "What...strange doors." she mused, quickly examining the doorknob and door frame as she stepped into the dark room. "Where are the lamps? Shouldn't there be some lit in here? Not that I can't see in this...lack of light." She said, her pupils elongating and her irises beginning to glow slightly. She could see the door to what she assumed was the lavatory and to the bed and single, odd looking chair next to an odd item sitting just beneath curtains. She stood there a few minutes in marvel of this place that in this place was considered a room at an Inn.

[Pentagious666]

"Well it sounds like you have lived a long time in solitude," Valoren spoke calmly, his attitude indifferent to the setting, "indeed this is the modern day inn.  Though we are not in the finest of the housing available. I think it best if we deal with such lack of finery for this evening."
Valoren's eyes flashed crimson as he smirked at her again.
"Well you should get some rest my dear and in the morning you will be taken care of in the terms of something to wear."
Valoren lifted some of the sheets and walked over and tore down the curtain skirt.

[SxyCowgirl]

She yawned, finally realizing how tired she actually was after the amount of flying she had done to get here. She was a little worried as there were people who would no undoubtedly be looking for at least her since her arrival, to go to sleep easily, but she knew there was nothing she could do otherwise to keep herself from being too weak in the morning to be of any use let alone move. She watched a bit puzzled as he grabbed a sheet and pulled down the curtains, but didn't question it. "I..." she began, but stopped herself. There was nobody else here and so, she believed, no reason to keep up appearances so much. "Thank you very much for your help today." She stepped over to the bed and sat down. "To be honest, I don't know what would have happened to me if I had needed to give a...statement it was? To that officer before. As it has been far too long I have been out of society, I could not have....giving them enough information to keep myself from........well being detained for who knows how long." She looked up at him and smiled. "So again, thanks. Is there anything I can do for you in return?"

[Pentagious666]

"Well besides if you wish to employ me, no there really isn't," Valoren said dismissively, "I am not going to seek recompense from someone who didn't ask in the first place."
"Everyone calls me Valoren," He stated, "or butler on the terms of names, as for what you asked earlier, what I am is unimportant.  However if you rest I will make sure and well that your clothing situation is well taken care of in the morning."
Valoren sat down with the two pieces of cloth he had grabbed and seemed to be looking at them in a peculiar way, then he looked at her half naked form.
"Do me a favor and remove the jacket at least," He said quite flatly, not heatedly or with an ounce of lust in his voice.

[SxyCowgirl]

She laughed a deep laugh at this. She had never been asked for such in quite that way and it amused her. "A little forward don't you think?" She said, winking at him a little jokingly. As much as she tried to hide it though, her cheeks turned a pretty prominent shade of pink at the request. Despite her age, she was forced to leave her home at a rather young age and due to her stature when she was growing up, she hadn't actually experienced much of men. Most of them were either disinterested or rude to her and she had been nearly taken advantage of a couple of times, in fact, right around the time she began developing her powers and then ran away from persecution. Unknowingly she stared at the bed, her face straight, her eyes distant as her memory went back through all of this. "Ah! Sorry." She said, snapping back to the present. "May I ask...why?"

[Pentagious666]

"On this you will have to trust me, you must understand it doesn't matter to me that I can already see most of your body, I just require your shoulders and bust to be completely honest," Valoren didn't lose his serious visage.  He watched her body carefully as if he were making calculations in his mind, "A good butler never troubles others with the details of his methods.  I have seen many a woman and I promise you that your body is neither new nor surprising to me."
Valoren again seemed to consider the material that he was holding.

[SxyCowgirl]

She was a little insulted by his words, but she didn't let it show. She was tired and it didn't really matter much if he were to see that much of her as he had already seen most of the rest of her anyway. She took a deep breath and sighed rather quietly, taking the jacket off. As she sat there exposed, she distracted herself with wondering about her old cave and the animals she had befriended. The fox, Durna, whose grandmother she had saved from a hunter's trap. The herd of deer that often grazed beneath in the valley. She laughed to herself a bit about the squirrel whose family had passed on a story about her and the dragon whose place she took in the cave, who finally gained the courage to seek her out and speak to her. She missed home some, but this city held many things for her future and there was nothing really left for her in her old cave. She was here now and she had a goal.

"Do you know anything about others like us?" She asked, not looking up at him. She was sure they weren't the only ones in the city, but she didn't really know where to start.

[Pentagious666]

"From what I've seen, we are nothing alike, lady in scales," He smiled at her hesitance and then surrender of the jacket.  His eyes focused mainly on her shoulders but wandered a bit to make sure he had all that he needed for the evening's chore.
"I have yet to comprehend how you and I are even distinctly similar," His signature smile slid across his face, "You can now rest my lady, in the morning all will be better. you have my word."
He pulled out a set of shears and then looked at the ceiling contemplative.  His face a mask of quiet relaxation, his eyes glowing ever so slightly in a soft amber.  He seemed to have lost all interest in the form standing before him and he did not seemed to be aroused in any fashion.

[SxyCowgirl]

She nodded and putting the jacket back on, she laid down on the bed. "We are both cursed." She said, a twinge of sadness in her words. "We are what we are but we can not show it. That, I can say confidently, is something that has not changed. Anything and anyone different are sought and destroyed. Because of this we are forced to hide the other parts of ourselves." Closing her eyes, she sighed. "Maybe, when this is all over, we will be able to be accepted for who and what we are." With those last few words, she drifted off to sleep.

[Pentagious666]

Though murmuring mostly to himself the butler replied, "You are curious one, my lady, perhaps you can see the curse but know not the depth of the taint."
Thus he began to take shears to material, using his three hundred years of expertise he began to cut a dress of simple eloquence and beauty.It would be just the right fit, and have two layers over her breast should she get cold.  the curtain skirt of a french pattern would adorn her waist and across her shoulders.  The dress would be high cut but easy enough for her trim voluptuous figure to slip from with ease.  The skirt of the dress would angle beginning at her right ankle and ending just below her left knee.  After he finished the cutting, he produced a needle which he kept in the line of his jaw and a bobbin of white thread from his pocket he would sow for the next few hours, when she awoke he would be gone and the dress would lay next to her.

[SxyCowgirl]

She began regaining consciousness to the sound of loud horns and the odd horseless carriages whirring by. "What....an odd dream." She murmured to herself. It had certainly been different than any of the ones she used to have. Moments before she opened her eyes, flashes of red and black among flames and crumbling buildings danced across her eyelids, disappearing as the light of the sun reached her golden eyes. She stretched, her ribs and shoulder popped, despite not being painful, loud enough to snap her wide awake. "My ribs haven't done that in a long time." She mused, sitting up. She suddenly became aware of the lack of presence in the room and looked around. Something caught the corner of her eye on the bed beside her. "A dress. Haha. Well, he had said the problem of clothing would have been fixed by today."

While not worried about if he would be alright or not so early in the morning, she figured it would be best to look for him. Especially if what she had heard from Durna was true. She dressed and combed her hair out with her fingers some.

"Well, I don't know where to start, but I guess I can search pretty close to here for now." She said walking towards the door. As she reached the door, she grasped the doorknob and paused, a little apprehensive about going out on her own in such an unknown city.

[Pentagious666]

As if summoned by her uncertainty, Valoren opened the door gently as to not spill the silver tray he bore.  A soft scent of earl grey and hot scones filled the air.  On the platter sat a dish on which there were several scones and two tea cups with a small steaming teapot made of silver.  He smiled at her as he noticed her standing in such close proximity.
"Ah well you are awake, my lady, I trust you are pleased with your new trappings?"
He stepped through the door quickly to avoid her and standing in the open.
"I have retrieved you your breakfast," He smiled politely, "I figured you would be hungry after last nights tirades.  These are a recipe of my own making a special honey and blueberry scone.  It is my pleasure to present you with such a fine tithing this morning."
He set the dish down and awaited a response from the lady, not making a move until she sat down herself.

[SxyCowgirl]

She stepped aside as he walked into the room holding a silver tray with fresh tea and a pastry of some sort which he called a scone. It looked and smelled delicious. She couldn't tell what kind of tea it was, but it had a very strong, deep scent. "Yes. Thank you very much. It's very different from what I used to wear but I like it very much better." She said smiling broadly, stepping over to him. "And the food smells delicious." She stepped over to the small table in the corner of the room beside the window and sat down. As she sat, she realized the whole time her cheeks had been pinked. She smiled to herself and laughed internally. She wasn't used to being treated so well.

[Pentagious666]

"Ah, well If I couldn't make a dress and fetch a handmade breakfast what kind of butler would I be?" He smiled as he poured her tea, he did so what almost seemed careless fashion, but not a single droplet landed outside the cup, "Sugar? or perhaps honey?"
He indicated the small jars resting on the platter, His stance was very proper, as if he had been doing the same thing for a very long time.  His age hidden by the secrets of his lineage.  He had been raised in an exacting fashion and looked as though he was ready to be a servant of the lady.

[SxyCowgirl]

The scent of the tea grew stronger as he expertly poured it into the cup on the tray. It was evident he had been doing this kind of thing for a very long time. How long, she couldn't say, but long enough to tell this had been his life. He asked her if she would like some sugar or honey in her tea. While she did love sweets, the tea smelled wonderful without it. "No thank you. I think I'll have it the way it is. It's been a very long time since I had tea and this smells wonderful as it is." She smiled at him and picked up the cup, took a deep breath of the fragrance and then brought it up to her lips to drink. It was the perfect temperature. At least for her it was. Her mind wandered backwards again to when she was little and her mother would make soup. She would always be the first to finish of her family because they would always wait for it to cool. She never did. Her smile broadened in fond memory. Slowly she returned to the present and looked up at him. "Won't you join me?" She asked.

[Pentagious666]

"As you wish," Valoren poured his cup of tea and set aside a scone for himself as he prepared to eat.  Only then did he quietly and gently sink into the cushioned chair next to the table.  He left his tea black as he lifted the cup to his lips.  The scent of the tea poured through his nostrils and filled him with a sense of confidence,  he had made a proper english tea with the weaker american leaf.
"So if I may ask why have you come?" Valoren asked over the rim of his cup.  A slight smirk touching his lips, "I mean to this particular place."
Again he sipped the delightful tea and then took a nibble of his scone.  He created not a single crumb from the pastry and watched her movements diligently, though with kind looking eyes.
She seems to be seeking something, others like herself perhaps? more dragons? Valoren's train of thought began, Ah well, there goes the economy.

[Mist]

The wind blew and Jack closed his eyes.  He felt the grass under him.  Heard the birds around him.  Smelled the beautiful mixture of wildflowers mixed with the incense and burning grass in his joint.  The taste of his last toke was till wrapped around his tongue.  The clearing was perfect.  When he opened his eyes he could see up into the sky.  It felt so close up in the mountains.
He heard a giggle and drew his lips back into a large smile.  She was dancing.  He loved to watch her dance.  He sat up and pulled the djembe from beside him and began playing.  Her step was bright and whimsical and he played a beat to match.  Her steps seemed guided by the tones coming from his drum but he knew that what he played was a reflection of her beauty and how she displayed it.
Her sundress danced its own dance around her.  Exemplifying her every move.  Her breasts bounced about as her red hair would twirl around from shoulder to shoulder.  She drew nearer and nearer to him.  Twisting and gyrating happily within feet of him.
Suddenly, he could see the car behind her before his eyes locked with hers.  She knelt down in front of him and in slow motion reached for his face. Her green eyes twinkled with the sunlight before closing and drawing near for a kiss.  The car was approaching quickly but he closed his eyes in anticipation of the kiss.  He felt his lips tingle for a moment before he felt her breath on his face.  Her scream immediately pierced the air. 

"NATALIE!"

He shot up in an instant and felt the bed groan and creak beneath him.  As he lifted his arms he felt a familiar gravitational pull.  He was half rock.  He laid back down but forgot his weight and suddenly met the bed with force.  The floor mad a loud thump as he hit the pillows once again. 
This was the most vivid dream yet.  They had gotten more and more regular and real in New York.  He hated this city enough as it was, but this little easter egg was almost more than he could handle.  He looked over at the clock to see it was mid morning.  He closed his eyes and began mentally disassembling and reassembling a rotary engine.  Once it was back together, he resumed full human form.
Jack threw his legs over the side of the bed and stood.  He started his coffee and got dressed in his jeans and a plain blue shirt.  He grabbed his ice bucket and followed the hall to the ice machine and deposited a few seconds worth of the automated machines ice in it.  Walking back to his room, he was suddenly perplexed by the appearance of a man in a tuxedo, waiting outside the door of the room across from his, holding a silver tray with what appeared to be a full dinette set complete with biscuits.  He watched the man enter the room with a bow.  He walked to his door and hesitated as he heard the sound of a woman's voice from the other side of the door across the hall. 
"Is this some kind of royalty?  Maybe he's a hooker." He thought to himself as curiosity got the better of him.  He set his ice down and leaned toward the door to have a listen and answer some of his own questions. 

[Pentagious666]

With a sip of his tea Valoren looked at the door.  His sharp senses having picked up on the heavy eavesdropper outside.
"You may as well come in," Valor said unworried, ready to act should the moment come, "You already hear us talking, and it would be terribly rude for us to leave you outside."
Rising the tailcoat fell smoothly into place.  His footsteps light as he stepped swiftly to the door.  With a simple turn of the silvery knob he swung the door open and bowed gesturing for the young man to enter.
"young master, you are welcome to join us for tea," He smiled in an innocent yet devilish fashion.  It was a smile that made refusal an impossibility, he was a natural charmer after all.

[SxyCowgirl]

She watched him as he poured a cup of tea for himself and sat down to enjoy it with her. When he asked her about her purpose here, she kind of went into a daze. It wasn't that it was a particularly odd question, in fact she had expected it a bit sooner. It was simply that she was remembering who she had gotten the information from. The fox was a nuisance sometimes, but always kept her company when she had had her meals or when there was juicy gossip to be had. And the birds were always kind to her. Well, most of them were. She could feel her chest tighten a bit as she began feeling homesick. It was short lived however, as Valoren spoke again but not to her, rather to someone on the other side of the door. Smiling, she sat straight as he opened the door for the unexpected guest. She could see him clearly in the hallway from where she was. He was well built, of respectable height, and bald with a shorter beard of sorts. His hands seemed a bit calloused and so she guessed he was a builder, as he couldn't be a farmer for the lack of farms in this area. She could tell, as she had with Valoren, that he wasn't a normal human either. I know I shouldn't jinx it, but this is going a lot smoother than I thought it would. She thought to herself.

"I agree. Please join us." She said, smiling broadly.

[Mist]

Jack heard the man speaking but was at first unsure of where it had come.  He surely wasn't expecting an invitation to join them and his voice seemed horribly out of place.  As the door swung open, his body straightened and he became a bit stiff.    He looked around at first and seeing nobody in the halls, he quickly surveyed the apparent butler.  It took him a moment to register what he saw before him.  A man who seemed to belong in a mansion and a woman who looked more suited to a palace.  He was unsure, but there was something about them both.  Something...different.  Differently familiar.

He let out a sigh, admitted defeat to his obvious lack of stealth skills, and took a step inside. 

"Hi.  My name is Jackson.  Most folks just call me Jack though.  I want to start by apologizing for the eavesdropping.  Its just, well, I never expected to see a butler around here and figured whatever reason you had to be here was more interesting than anything going on in my room."  He said shyly.  His hands dove into the pockets of his blue jeans and he looked down at the floor noticing he was severely under dressed.

[Pentagious666]

"You needn't worry young sir, coincidence, after all, is a fallacy,"  His slight British accent poured the words from his mouth like sweet bits of honey, his attitude was pleasant and welcoming.
"Please come in, and I will gather another cup," which he produced oddly enough from his pocket, "I hope you do come try the tea it is a special blend made to remind one of home."
Valoren again gestured for the man his squinted smile a clean invitation.  His white gloves like beacons leading the way.
"Besides it seems the lady has interest in you and would wish to breakfast with a light conversation," His lips hardly moved but his words were clear, "also as you so eloquently mentioned, it is surely more interesting then sitting in your room, I take it, alone?"
His words seemed sincere and the honeyed tones never once faltered.  It would seem she has spotted something in this one, perhaps another dragon?

[SxyCowgirl]

Her smile brightened. "It is nice to meet you Jack. And as he says, there is something about you I like and would like to learn a bit more about you if you will permit me." Taking another sip of the hot tea, she waited for his response. She wondered what he was. She could tell he too was like her in terms of having a similar curse. He was sturdy looking with good muscles and a calm demeanor. He couldn't be a boar. Far too stubborn and prideful. Maybe he was a bear. That could be it, though even that didn't seem quite right either.

[Mist]

Jack examined his would be hosts and replied with a bashful, "Thank you."

He couldn't help but feel a bit on the spot.  Almost like he had stumbled into a job interview for a position he was heavily under qualified for.  Still with this feeling in mind, he couldn't help but attempt to turn that feeling around.  He was still dumbfounded by the butler and his exquisite garb.  His voice and mannerisms that matched the look so well were enough to make him uncomfortable but it was impossible.  He almost felt unable to say no to anything he could possibly ask.   

The girl was even more of a mystery.  Her features were beyond compare.  The way her uncolored hair fell.  Her eyes that pierced but were somehow soft and nurturing.  A smile that made every muscle in his body lackadaisical, save his own lips that were drawn to a pleasant upward curve in response.   She was wearing a dress that was made to fit her and only her obviously though the material seemed out of place and much too plain for its quality.  Everything about her seemed to be refined and eloquent.

He took a sip of his tea and was immediately reminded of a small tobacco farm in South Carolina in the 19teens.  He took another sip and could smell the air.  The slight saltiness from the ocean not far away mixed with the flowers, tobacco, and his mother's breakfast.  The eggs, bacon, grits, and thick slices of homemade toasted bread.  He let out a sigh and was again in the presence of his current company, which strangely enough, startled him a bit as he came back to reality.

"That's quite a strong brew you have there, mister...um...what was your name?" 

He was still curious as to what their interest in him was besides eavesdropping.  He assumed he wasn't the only one who could do what he did and have such a long life.  He started to get suspicious but certainly wasn't going to go around asking questions like that.  He knew one thing for sure and that one thing they all had in common was that they somehow didn't belong.

[Pentagious666]

"Valoren, if you will, or Val, if you like to keep things simple," His pleasant face beamed with satisfaction, "and yes is a mix of fresh earl grey along with a pinch of english breakfast as well as a tid bit of jasmin, for flare that is."
He again lifted his cup softly to his lips, with a thoughtful silent sip.  Indeed, what kind of butler would slurp rapaciously at tea, like a common animal? Valoren's eyes flickered in the gloom of the inn room, just a glint of crimson as he gazed at the pair, he began to puzzle if one of them would want to form a contract, not that they had shone themselves to be worthy of it.

[Mist]

"Well, Val, I'm a simple guy."  He replied, taking another sip of tea, slurping a bit loudly and not caring at all.  He could see a look of questioning and almost a glint of polite hostility, if that's even possible, but only for a flash before Valoren's gaze was returned to his cup.

Jack turned to face the lady of the room and smiled at her pleasantly.  "And how should I address you, ma'am?"

He still hadn't put his finger on it yet but there was something about these two that begged a question he hadn't asked for decades. 

[SxyCowgirl]

"You may call me Rosa." She said sweetly, her smile growing. Taking a silent deep breath and a few moments of thinking, she took a decent but still lady like bite of her scone. It was delicious! She paused only a moment in her chewing to take a sip of her tea and felt herself and most of her tension melt away. Swallowing, she looked back up at Jack and watched him for a few moments, the smile only a smirk much like one that would suggest knowing something interesting. Stacking her hands lightly at the edge of the table, she spoke up again. "You seem like a man who appreciates honesty, so do you mind if I'm rather to the point?"

[Mist]

Jack watched her drink her tea and smiled politely to hear her name. 

Rosa.  That's Italian for sure.  Of course, I am in New York, but what kind of guido dresses like that?  No, she must be from Italy.

He watched her demeanor change slightly after she laid her cup down and he was happy to finally hear a question worth answering.

"By all means, Miss Rosa.  I don't like beating around the bush and I am awful curious as to how you two fit into New York City in those get-ups."  He said as he relaxed his sitting position, feeling a little more at ease.

[Pentagious666]

"Hm? My tailcoat is traditional you see," His british accent soft yet apparent, "I personally come from England,  I have been serving nobility all of my life.  All of my previous employers rather seemed keen on it."
He looked down at the dark jacket and silver chain, his solid white gloves and smooth, ironed black slacks.  Even in the newer generations he has been considered very in style.  It would be ridiculous for him to give up his traditional garb now.  His eyes returned to settle on Jack and then with a quick glance towards Rosa, he fixed his gaze again on Jack.
"I used a reference to both modern and more traditional dress designs based on french fashions,"  his voice almost a purr, "Admittedly it is made from drapes but over all I think the dress came out very well, wouldn't you agree, Miss Rosa?

[SxyCowgirl]

"I do very much agree Valoren." She said smiling at him as he spoke of the dress he made for her. "Especially considering the state I would be in without it." She said laughing a kind of deeper but still light-hearted half-giggle. She watched Jack only a few moments for his reaction to this before continuing. "I have traveled here from Italy in search of others with the same affliction as I have." Pausing to take another sip, she thought of what to say next and spoke again as she silently set her cup back down. "Like Valoren, whom I met not long after arriving here last night, I sense you have the same sort of affliction we do." Intently she looked into his eyes, simply waiting for what would be the most obvious next questions for Jack to have. What affliction? And how do you know I have it?

[Mist]

He listened as Valoren explained their outfits and straightened up more respectfully as Rosa began speaking.  He made a nervous laugh with her as she giggled about the "state she would be in without it."  He was about to think on its meaning when she struck him dead in his tracks with the word affliction.

Affliction?  That's a new way of putting it.

He immediately knew what she was talking about but opted to air on the side of caution, now feeling the nervousness sneaking back.

"Affliction?  I, well, I'm not sick.  I hope you don't think I'm ill, Miss Rosa."

He could feel the beads of sweat beginning to form on the back of his neck and he adjusted his sitting position nervously. 

"I'm different, though."  He said looking her dead in the eyes.  He waited for a hostile reaction from his left where the butler stood and as none came in the silence of his statement, he felt more comfortable in the gave of Rosa, who never hinted at a sign of hostility.  Just business and much the same curiosity that he assumed could be seen in his eyes.  "How do you know I'm different, Ma'am?  If you don't mind me askin'."

[SxyCowgirl]

She laughed a full, throaty laugh about the 'ill' comment. "Oh no! Nothing like that." Seeing him shift a bit in his seat, she smiled brightly at him again and listened. Unblinking, she leaned forward in her seat slightly and stared him in the eyes as she spoke. "When one lives for a couple thousand years, you pick up on a few things. I've heard speak of 'auras', and I suppose it is similar, but it is a bit more...specific than that." Leaning back again, she glanced at Valoren and then looked out the window, sipping her tea. "People like us are more different than most people can comprehend. In turn, they are often afraid of us." Her tone was a bit softer and somehow distant with those words and she turned back to look back at Jack. "Did you hear about the goings on last night?" She asked him.

[Mist]

Jack looked at Valoren with Rosa, immediately trying to determine who was the older. 

A couple thousand years?!  He opened his eyes wide at the thought.  He began to assume that these two were the real deal.  To think, I'm not the only one who turns to stone at the whims of his emotions! He thought to himself. The age definitely explains the mannerisms and choices in clothing.

He looked back at Rosa and gave his answer, "Yea, I read there was some kind of giant bird attack in Central Park last night.  I saw a picture and it looked more like a-" He stopped mid sentence as it hit him.  The realization that he was not the only one who had a separate form but that there were even more forms than just a Stone Golem.  His head twisted to Valoren, down at his tea, then back out the window.

He took a sip from his cup again and his blood pressure fell a little.  Jack looked back at Rosa, "So, who is the dragon?  It was a dragon, right?"  He said excitedly, now smiling broadly.

[SxyCowgirl]

She laughed again at his reaction to learning of her form, but not the identity it belonged to. "It is I. And yes, I am indeed a dragon. It is unfortunate that my full form causes such commotion, but it was the only way for me to travel effectively. It's easier to explain why you didn't run out of a park when some unknown thing landed in it than it is trying to explain what your are and why you are that way." She took another bite of her scone and a sip of tea, she relaxed a bit more. It was now very apparent to her that this was not a person to fear, nor to worry about. She suddenly grew perturbed with herself for not being more careful about who she dealt with. She had been lucky so far, but from this point on, she would have to be more cautious. At least now she had two other people who may be willing to help her with her cause.

[Pentagious666]

Valoren spoke, softly but with enough force to be heard, "I knew Rosa was a Shape Shifter, however, I do have many unique talents, not necessarily the same though."
"You see," Valoren did a graceful and perfect bow as he spoke, "I am simply one hell of a Butler."
Rosa had seemed to miss his meaning, but he wasn't about to come out and claim demonhood even though having a contract did make it easier for Valoren to achieve whatever goals may be set ahead.
As he straightened he smiled slightly, a smooth upturn of his lips and sipped on his tea, "What about you Jack, we know she's a dragon, I am a super servant, now what are you?"

[Mist]

He raised an eyebrow as Valoren spoke of being "one hell of a butler."  He could tell he wasn't getting the whole story but had no intention of prying.  He heard super servant and began to nod a bit.  He mind drifted to the ring he had stashed in his things across the hall and the power it commanded.   He looked back up at Valoren and took a sip of his tea as he turned his head to face Rosa. 

"I'm what they call a Golem.  A Stone Golem to be specific."  He said, very matter-of-factually.  "I've only been around for about 100 years but that's still a bit long by most folks standards.  When I get angry, scared, or upset my body kinda does it's own thing so I have learned to keep myself as calm as possible under pressure."  He took another sip of tea.  He had so many questions but waited patiently for his hosts to first process what he told them.  He assumed that they had questions of their own. 

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa's eyes grew a bit wider, glinting with curiosity, her smile an almost cat like smirk. A Golem! I wonder what he looks like in full form! She thought to herself. "I understand that can be difficult. You seem to have a good deal of patients due to your calm response when we must have surprised you by inviting you in." Taking another sip of tea, she thought briefly on her own training in learning to control her powers. She had had much longer to practice, but for how many years he had, it was nothing to sneeze at. "I am curious about your full form, but at the moment there are slightly more pressing matters. Besides, I'm sure we will have a chance to get to know each other better later. As I'm sure you may have guessed, I am not here for vacation." She took another bite and sip of tea, finished them and then continued. "There is a danger here that faces not only us, here in this room, but others like us in this city."

[Mist]

Jack relaxed his position again, feeling a bit of weight fall from his shoulders.  He sipped some more tea and thought on her statement.

"Is there any idea how many of us there are?  Could whatever it is you say is a threat already know more about us that we do?"  The thought made him a little uneasy but he took a deep breath and continued.  "In one hundred and three years, I've never met anyone else with the ability to do what I do, though I've had my suspicions.  World War II was definitely not fought by all mortal men as far a I can figure.  Hell, my half form saved my ass more than once.  I suppose I should ask, what is your plan?  I am assuming you are here to help in some way, yes?"

[Pentagious666]

Valoren listened intently but said nothing, he had given them the only hint they would get until he decided they were worth signing a contract with.  The power granted by a contract was useful to say the least. But if the demon breed just signed with anyone, oh the uncouth masters I would have served, thought he miserably.  His face remained neutral, despite the inner turmoil of being technically out of a job.  He topped off their cups in silence as this conversation apparently had little to do with the demon, or so he figured.  As such he still found the information useful and intriguing.  He nibbled quietly on a pastry whilst the spoken words were exchanged between the apparent Golem and the Dragon.  He made no mess, not a single crumb seeming to escape his lips.  He was pristine in practice and life, and his eating habits reflected this with flawless, effortless, composure.

[SxyCowgirl]

"More than just that hopefully. I hope to find those who are being or may be targeted and form a group to prevent us all from being wiped out." She waited a little while in silence, finishing what was left of her tea and pastry before speaking again. "I wasn't even really sure where to start or how to go about doing this. I didn't even know how I should find others like myself. It wasn't until I met Val that I realized I could sense others like me, though I can't tell what their other forms are, just that they are like me."

[Mist]

Jack sat in silence.  His eyes darting back and forth between Rosa and Valoren.  As she spoke, he realized they weren't together till just yesterday and a puzzled look filled his face.

"So you're not her butler?  You just dress like that and walk around with a dinette set in your pockets?  Just in case you see someone in need of an emergency tea time?"  He laughed a little with his jest, but was genuinely curious.  His gaze became a bit stern after he took more time to think about his question. 

"You said your a professional servant.  I get that a bit.  I have a side of me that can be controlled but its my choice who controls me.  How does that work for you?  I know she is a dragon, I'm a golem.  What are you, a golem?  I must know."

[Pentagious666]

"If I wasn't prepared for tea whenever, just what kind of butler would I be?" Valoren smiled politely, as if that explained everything.
After a moment of consideration he spoke again placing his words carefully around the question, "I am not currently working for anyone, and she looked like she needed a hand."
He gestured to the dragoness sitting at the table, "She claims that I am like her, but I cannot help but feel she is mistaken.  She transforms into a great scaled beast and could probably ruin the city, I however do not."
In Valoren's mind this was the solid truth, taking on his demonic aspect was very different from what she had done. Sure he could sprout wings and horns but he knew what they were, what he was.
"I think, young master, that you misunderstand, I suppose I wouldn't be a golem, never been made of stone and nor do I intend to, I am simply one hell of a butler," the devilish smirk spread over his lips.  He topped off their cups with precision and speed.

[Mist]

Admiring his form, Jack took the now full cup and pressed it to his lips.  He was no less puzzled at Valoren's state than he was when he asked his question.  He took a sip and set the cup down, still trying to work out the butler's meaning in his head.

"Well, I suppose I don't need to know.  But what now?  We are all here and if there is a threat, I'd be keen on getting it out of the way.  If there are more of us, I'd love to meet em.  How big is this threat? Who are they?  What do we know?*  He said sternly, feeling as if he was still a bit in the dark.  Being more of a man of action, he wasn't too excited to be sitting and talking if there was something needing to be done.

[SxyCowgirl]

She finished her tea and smiling at Val, turned to reply to Jack's questions. "There are more like us. One or a group of them might be behind the killings so we must be a bit more on the cautious side, but we need to be on the lookout for others like us. All else we know is that there are people who are targeting people like us and eliminating them. At the moment, it is only us here in this room."

[Pentagious666]

"As it stands, us oddities are a very endangered species," Valoren stated, "If indeed, we are all one race in our queer existence.  I feel that getting to the bottom of this is the important thing, do you know nothing of those that are seeking to harm you, my lady?"
Val's Propriety was something he held in high respect, next only to the lives of the countless people he had served. When he had taken up a contract their lives were his, and his alone to take.  He began to remove the cups and the kettle so that he could was them in the sink, while hopefully the two continued to talk.

[Luvan95]

The car was driving in a consistent speed on the highway and Meryl was slowly drifting into sleep by the constant noise it was giving out. It sounded just like the crickets back home in her forest did just when the sun was going down. Her forest, were she had spend almost all her life, and where all her falcon friends still were living. They had been her family, since her human parents hadn't wanted her anymore, and they had taught her all about what a bird needs to survive. One special couple of falcons, Kwiq and Qwuib-Qwuib, had been like a father and mother to her, taking care of her when she was younger. They were the ones who had taught her how to fly, and without them she would never have survived through her first year in the forest. Suddenly a voice struck through her sleeping: "Hey you, young lady, we are in the city now"
Meryl opened her eyes and moved a little in the carseat to wake up properly. Her gaze suddenly caught site of the tall buildings that were all around them, reaching up towards the morning sky. Even though it was starting to get pretty light outside, there were still lights everywhere, on every wall, over ever door and on all the billboards.
"Wow..." that was all she managed to get out of her.
"What, you've never been to New York before?" the driver asked.
Meryl looked at him. He was an old man, not to old to not be able to drive safely, but still very old. He had stopped when she had been standing a bit outside Washington D.C. trying to get a lift up to the city of New York.
"No" she answered quietly, "I had never been to America before this morning" she added.
And that was the truth. She had never even had the thought of going her until a few weeks back, when the rumours had come with the birds, of people talking in the town about how there had been mysterious creatures in the U.S.A, creatures like herself, or at least that's what the sparrows had said that the rats coming in with the ships had told of.
Meryl had known that she had to go there, to find out for herself. She had been thinking about how to get to the land beyond the sea, and a group of swifts had suggested the idea that she'd fly over it, as they did when every year travelling to Africa. She tried to explain to the swifts that this was a much larger sea than the one they used to cross, but she knew they wouldn't understand.
She had finally decided to take a plane from London all the way to Washington D.C, the capitol of this new land, as that would be the fastest way to get over, and with the flight she could plan so that it wouldn't collide with the fullmoon either.
And then when she had gotten to D.C, there had been news of the sightings of a dragon in New York, and she knew that she had to investigate it.
And now she was here. As she suddenly saw the small forest, that people her called the central park, she quickly asked the man to drop her off.
"Are you sure you'll be fine now, young lady?" the man asked kindly, and Meryl said that she would and thanked him so kindly for driving him all the way.
"No problem, I was going her anyway." he just brushed off and smiled at her, before driving away, leaving her there by the beginning of the park.
Meryl turned around, took a deep breath, and started walking into the park, thinking that whatever brought her here must eventually find her if she followed its path.

[Pentagious666]

GM POST

Even late at night there were people wandering the winding paths of central park.  Though it was not as busy as it is during the day murmuring voices and muted footsteps could be heard.  A beautiful crescent moon dangled overhead, supplying a small amount of light, and the wooded parkland looked solicitous, dark and mysterious.  The bushes off to Meryl's right rustled lightly, a small drawn out sound coming from it, and ahead two people turned a corner and vanished from her sight.

[Mist]

Jack's head swiveled between Val and Rosa.  He pondered to himself while he watched the butler clean up breakfast what the next move should be. 

"If we are being hunted, we can't go into this blind.  We need numbers.  Or at least some more skilled in espionage.  The fact is we don't know what we are looking for at either end of this.  But so far we have all, in some way, been connected by your arrival in Central Park the other night.  I say we spend some time there.  If you have the ability to read people and catch the affliction on them, then if more of us come looking for answers there, we can help answer them.  That being said, we need to be careful that those looking for the wrong answers will be hanging around too.  Central Park is our best bet.  But that's just my opinion." Jack, speaking directly to Rosa, felt a bit sheepish after his long winded remarks.

[Luvan95]

It was still dark outside, the crescent moon shining over the dark park. Meryl looked up at it. It was in the time when it was getting bigger each night, whispering to her of the fullmoon that would come in about a weeks time. She shaked her head and looked away. She would not cloud her mind with that at the moment. Suddenly her eyes sighted someone. Two dark figures, people she guessed, vanished behind a corner infront of her. They were the first persons who she had seen so far, even if she had heard long distant sounds of voices, and so she decided to follow them. She walked towards the building they had went around, and in a few moments she rounded the same corner.

[Pentagious666]

GM POST

The city was  a place of shadows at night, a nexus of nooks crannies and hiding holes, an audible low rumbling noise filtered down the dark and deep alley. and a faint reddish glow emitted from around the corner, hushed voices were talking heatedly, along with a metallic click clack of something unseen. above all this a distant wail could be heard a siren of warning.  It was obviously a manufactured sound meant to be piercing and loud as to let everyone know it was there.  There was a slight shuffling of feet and then a man came stumbling around the corner to hit the dumpster, where he slumped with a cry of pain, a groan escaped from the man's lips as his arm flailed slightly towards the direction from which he had just come.

[Luvan95]

Meryl gazed down the dark alley. There was a faint reddish glow emitted from around the corner, 'maybe a fire?' she thought to herself. She heard voices coming from there, just barely below her ability to hear, but she could make out that they sounded heated. Suddenly a wail sounded through the air. It was an piercing sound and Meryl was quick to cover her ears with her hands, to try to shut out some of the loud noise. Then a man came stumbling around the corner and hit the dumpster that was standing there. He gave out a cry of pain as he flailed his hand in the direction he just came from. Meryl was shocked, frozen on the spot. She wasn't that used to interacting with humans, and she didn't know the intention of this man, nor who just shoved him back, or at least that's what Meryl thought had happend. She quickly decided to wait, to see what or who would come after the man. If it was something dangerous, she could always turn and run.

[Pentagious666]

GM POST

Then came a loud female cry, pain and terror were thick on it almost like a twisted accent, then with a thump she fell silent.  The man stood up and looked at them glaringly as the metallic thunk of a door opening, he staggered forward and then fell. Then with a bump click the door closed.
"No! don't take her!" cried the heap of the man on the ground.

[Luvan95]

The female cry scared Meryl again, but then as it ended and the metallic slam of a car door sounded, and the man cried out towards "them", whoever they were, not to take her. "No.. no!" her cries sounded troughout the house. A woman's voice came after it: "Quickly, get that thing into the bedroom"
"NO! Please mother! Don't do this!" she keept shouting, now looking directly at the woman.
"You are no daughter of mine" she just said and spat on the floor.
Suddenly Meryl got in motion again. Whoever was being taken from him, didn't sound like she wanted to, and Meryl knew she couldn't let this happend.
She ran forward and stopped by the man on the ground.
"What happend?" she asked and reached out a hand to help the man get of the ground.

[Pentagious666]

GM Post

With a light shuffle of movement and quiet four huge hands seized Meryl, gripping her tightly,  Two brutish looking me had grabbed hold while a third smaller slimmer man stood behind them, his features dark and angular  long greased back hair washed a swath of almost imperceptible black of the dark of the man's flesh.  His eyes were practically orbs of darkness in the light.
"So, now you are double dealing the girl huh? so much for love," The man's bass voice rumbled forth like a storm, "bring her too, the punk doesn't deserve to have anyone if he is going to double deal one of my girls."
The two men easily lifted Meryl and began to move her to the car.

[Luvan95]

Meryl didn't have time to react to the sound of movement before the four hands where gripping her body. She turned her head when one man started talking, his voice dark and frightening. Double dealing? One of his girls? Meryl's gaze jumped between the man on the ground, the slim man that was speaking, and the ones holding her, not really getting her head around the situation. But then, when the to men holding her suddenly started to drag her towards the car, her mind finally caught up with reality.
"Don't do this! You don't know what you have gotten yourself into!" she began to talk, loudly and rushed, but steadily.
"If you let me and whoever that girl was who screamed go I won't kill you." she said, but she almost knew that these brutes wouldn't believe her warning.

[Pentagious666]

GM Post

The bodyguards laughed at her predicament knowing full well that a girl as small as her had little chance against guys their size.  One pinned her arms behind her back and applied a zip tie, while the either wrestled her lags into a similar situation.
The smug looking man with ebony skin smiled his white teeth splitting his face, "We have ways of taking care of ya fiery little ladies I think, Something to deal yeah?"
The burly men lifted her and proceeded towards the trunk.

[Luvan95]

Meryl heard the men laugh. Of course they didn't take the girl seriously. She felt her arms get pinned at tied behind her back, as well as her legs. The man who looked like he was in charge smiled sleazy at her and made a comment on fiery little ladies.
Meryl looked towards him, a darkness starting to gather in her green-blue eyes, over shadowing the regret that were there..
"Suite yourself, scum." she said, and then closed her eyes.

Meryl turned her thoughts into her own mind, searching it for the memories she needed. Those memories of fear, of anger, of rage.
And she found the quickly, buried in the same place as always. She dove into them, greeting them and taking them into the present.

When the girl opened her eyes again, they were not ones of regret anymore, they were ones of wrath.
Her legs that were bound together, suddenly started shaking, violently, and soon they started changing. The skin was not skin anymore, but was turned into light brown scales. The shoes on the girl burst, making way for sharp claws that were growing from the now huge bird feet that was instead of the normal human feet on her. By this moment the men holding her had terrified dropped her on the ground and backed away.
Soon the green sweater she was wearing started breaking in the back as well, and with the screams from the girl, two brown large hawk wings grew out from between the her shoulders, stretching out into the alley and then closing into around her body.

A few seconds Meryl lay there on the ground, but as soon as she had composed herself of the pain, she stood up in the dark alleyway.
Her eyes looked into the boss man's, and suddenly she opened her mouth, making the man scream of fear.
Where there normally would be a row of white human teeth, there was now two more yellow coloured rows of sharp teeth, like that of a shark or crocodile.

"Now it's my turn" her voice sounded, more raw and wrathfull than before. She folded out her wings and in seconds she was right by him. The man tried to back away, but she grabbed him by his shoulders, giving out a falcon shriek, and then sinking her sharp teeth into the man's neck. He screamed and his body started jerking, but the scream soon faded away as the life ran out of him. When the body stopped moving, Meryl dropped it, blood running down from her mouth.

The two other bigger men started running, but Meryl just flax her wings, and was up in the air, diving down after them in just a few seconds. The men were just a few meters from the end of the alley, when she landed on them, mashing their body's down into the ground, the claws on her feet sinking into their backs. As they screamed and shook under her, Meryl just smirked.
"I warned you, didn't I" she said, as the shook for the last time, and then just lay their still on the ground, blood seeping from their lethal wounds.

Meryl stepped of them, folding in her wings, looking down at the lifeless bodies.
Suddenly another scream was heard from behind her, and Meryl span around.
Her gaze fell on the man that had been on the floor the whole time. Meryl had completely forgotten about him, and now realised that he had just witnessed the brutal killings that she had preformed.
Her expression turned to that of regret and fear.
"I... I'm.. I'm so sorry.." the words stuck in her mouth, not knowing how she would react. As her surroundings became aware for her again, she knew somebody around the park must surely had heard the screaming of the men two, and she didn't know what to do about it.
She just stood their, frozen, as the man on the ground, got up and ran out of the alley.

[Pentagious666]

Meryl heard the men laugh. Of course they didn't take the girl seriously. She felt her arms get pinned at tied behind her back, as well as her legs. The man who looked like he was in charge smiled sleazy at her and made a comment on fiery little ladies.
Meryl looked towards him, a darkness starting to gather in her green-blue eyes, over shadowing the regret that were there..
"Suite yourself, scum." she said, and then closed her eyes.

Meryl turned her thoughts into her own mind, searching it for the memories she needed. Those memories of fear, of anger, of rage.
And she found the quickly, buried in the same place as always. She dove into them, greeting them and taking them into the present.

When the girl opened her eyes again, they were not ones of regret anymore, they were ones of wrath.
Her legs that were bound together, suddenly started shaking, violently, and soon they started changing. The skin was not skin anymore, but was turned into light brown scales. The shoes on the girl burst, making way for sharp claws that were growing from the now huge bird feet that was instead of the normal human feet on her. By this moment the men holding her had terrified dropped her on the ground and backed away.
Soon the green sweater she was wearing started breaking in the back as well, and with the screams from the girl.

GM Post

As she began her shift she would feel to needle points of pain in her back as 1000 watts of electricity coursed through her body.  This would cause lapse in concentration, as well as spasmodic muscular contractions.
"I've seen some freaky shit boys, but look at her legs!" The suit said loudly.  The bodyguards laughed as they heaved the dazed birdling from the ground.  With a grunt of effort they heaved her in the car.
"You just got the cattle prod bitch!" crowed one of the guards.
And then the world turned dark with a thump.
(growing up in nature you are less likely to know about, say, stunners I think this makes sense, besides it will bring you good and close, have faith.)

[Luvan95]

Meryl screamed as the electricity shot in Waves trough her body, stopping the transformation Before it was compeleted, leaving the girl with birdfeet and two small, small beginnings of wings on her back.
She couldn't focus her gaze, but her ears still picked up the sounds of the men's voices. And she still felt her body being dropped into what she thought was the car. Then Everything Went pitch black.
(Okay, I trust you man)

[Pentagious666]

GM Post

The car moved away and headed down the dimly lit streets, the goal was a motel, where they kept two rooms on permanent tab.  When they arrive meryl would be dragged from the turnk and into the first door.  The interior was very different to other motel rooms, they had knocked out the wall between the too and had converted the second bathroom to a holding sell.  There was a bed hidden behind a shroud where the second part of the man's business could be taken care of.
In the state meryl was in, she wouldn't be able to put up a fight as they applied an IV and sedative to keep her relaxed.  The second step, once she had calmed down, would be to apply the highly addictive drug that the pimp brought in, once he had that in there system the brain could be broken down and turned into something useful for his line of work.

[Luvan95]

Meryl didn't really know what was happening around her. She could feel herself being dragged somewhere, and she could her manly voices, but couldn't make out the words they were saying. She couldn't compose her mind, couldn't get her eyes to focus, her body to move. She was vulnerable to anything this men might do with her.

[SxyCowgirl]

She looked at Jack. "We know that they have knowledge of us, they know how to find us, and kill us and should they find out we are what they are after, we will be their next targets. We know they are based in this city. That is all I know so far." She said, looking at the wall in contemplation, trying to recall anything else that could point them in the right direction when she heard something in her head. A voice without words, but strong emotions of fear and anger shot like an arrow through her head. Abruptly standing, she looked around for where the sense had come from. "Please excuse me." The words came deftly to her lips as her neck and face began to change. Her chin and lips lengthened, her nose shrinking. Scales flowed from the back of her neck to cover it to her shoulders and across her face. In about a minute's time, her head was that of a dragon's. Now she could concentrate. Closing her golden, cat-like eyes and with her mind searched the nearby area. Once she pin pointed the direction the voice came from, she turned to the two who had shared her breakfast with her, walking towards the door. "I know where another is."
(Sorry it's taken me so long. On my way. :) )

[Pentagious666]

Valoren watched with mild disinterest as our lady dragon shape shifted.  He felt his muscles tense slightly however as she spoke.  His expression remained neutral and he pulled a set of fine silverware from his pockets.
"Lead the way, my lady," he said with his soft accent, he think he liked the draconic fiend whatever she may actually be.
As he followed his eyes would glow red softly and then fade back to their sharp normal tone.  Blood was to be spilled he had the feeling and that always got him moving.

[Mist]

Startled by Rosa's change, Jack gripped the arms of his chair tightly.  Having never seen another change form, he found himself wondering how he looked as he took another form.  His thought was interupted by the indication of action.  Jack stood as Valoren spoke.  He could see a change in his eyes altogether different from the seemingly cool mannerisms of the butler though nothing showed it but his eyes, not even his speech.  He pondered this for a moment before taking notice he was still dressed down.

"I'll be right back!" exclaimed Jack as he darted out the door.  he returned quickly in a black shirt tucked into blue jeans.  A number of tools were looped into his belt including a flashlight, a multi-tool, a six inch combat knife, and a rather large revolver (one of two, the other hidden at his right ankle.)  He had a watch on his left wrist, combat boots on his feet and a black ball cap on his head.

"Alright, where to?"  he said walking in just past the door frame.  Geared up, Jack was getting anxious to deal with his predators.

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa smiled at both men, impressed at the readiness of both to help and at the speed of Jack's change. She nodded and walked briskly out the door, stopping in the hallway for but a moment to determine the direction of the other and turned to walk in the direction. It wasn't longer than a minute before they drew close to the door where she got the strongest feeling. As they drew close, she could feel an odd tickling feeling on her left temple, the same feeling that used to wake up to in her early years of living in the deceased dragon's cave when other creatures came in and watch her. She stopped a little ways away and turned around casually to look at the two men following her. With little hand movements, as if talking casually to them she said "I get the feeling that someone is watching us. Can you see anyone else near the door about five down from us without making it obvious?"

[Pentagious666]

"Most indubitably, my lady," He bowed graciously, his conniving smile spreading over his lips and a flash of red in his eyes. as he glanced casually over his shoulder.  He placed on hand at the bottom of the opposing sleeve and seemingly from nowhere produced five glinting spoons.  They were quite ornate and beautifully designed, and with cold efficiency he threw them behind him.  three of Valoren's spoons arched straight at the bush.  His turn continued as he took aim and flung the second set at the now dazed person in the bush, the other two spoons finished job and hidden guard was down.

GM Post

A radio crackled to life in the room, "Hey boss!"
The voice was hardly a whisper but was amplified by the walkie
"Yeah?"  The man from earlier spoke.
"There are three people --" There was a metallic clang and the radio washed on static for a moment, then went silent.
"Lenny? Lenny" The leader said into the speaker before turning and gesturing for two of his men to hit the door.

[Mist]

Jack followed his new companions and instinct.  The Army had tought him well how to work without emotion which played to his favor when he needed to remain flesh and bones.  His instinct triggered the same uneasy feeling as Rosa, but Val war quicker on the disposal. 
He stepped to the bush where the unconcious guard now lay.  Jack removed his radio and listened for a moment.  No chatter meant they were compromised or still in unooticed.  he assumed the worst, sure he had seen them.  walking back to the group, he keyed the mic and whispered, "In position.  Awaiting orders, sir."  He nodded at the two accomplices with a stern look silently  conveying, "Here they come."

[Pentagious666]

"well that is one problem dealt with," Valoren said calmly.
He moved swiftly to stand next to the door the dragoness was indicating, he looked at Jack and then listened. he tuned out all else just aiming at the sound s of the door and that which lay beyond.

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa smiled at these two capable men, glad to have found them. Having people like them on her side through all of this she was sure would prove to be invaluable. She watched as Val dispatched the man hiding in the bushes and then Jack spoke into the walkie as though responding to the person on the other end as the one who had just been killed. When they were positioned on either side of the indicated door, she walked boldly up to it and stopped just before it. After a few short moments, a long forked black tongue flicked out of her mouth and she bent to put her face on the same level as the doorknob. With a deep breath, she puckered her lips and blew out a hot blue flame, nearly melting the handle, took it in her now long sharp teeth and pulled it off. Spitting it to the side, she quickly lunged with a half dragon, half human yell and flung the door wide open. In an instant she was off to the side of the open door, assessing the situation as quickly as she could.

[Pentagious666]

!!!GM POST!!!

Everyone in the room jumped back as the door exploded inwards.
"What the hell, is this Jurassic Park?" one shouted as the evident dragon head  came through.
There were eight men in all and several women about the rooms in various stages of decency, all of them looked strung out on something but the men still moved for their weapons.  The boss standing over meryl dropped the syringe containing the harsh and addicting psychotropic.  He pulled out a nickle plated pistol and tried to aim at the beast.



Valoren smirked at her ferocity and with a deft movement was already past the door.  He still hadn't shifted except for his eyes which were now a devilish red.  He lifted his hand revealing a fork which he threw at the closest man impaling him in the throat.
"It appears my lady that these men are scoundrels of the worst sort," He almost burbled as the man fell clutching at his wound.  Blood leaked between his fingers like water through a strainer.

[Luvan95]

Meryl was just starting to get her senses together again. She blinked slowly, and what her eyes saw didn't make her calm. She was in a room with a lot of other people. Her eyes could count to eight men, looking a lot like the ones that she had tried to attack earlier. And there were women there as well, some missing diffrent parts of their clothing, some having non at all.

That's when Meryl realised that she was still half-turned, her feet those of bird and she could feel a small pair of wings on her back.
Suddenly a man, the bossier one from before, was starting to close in on her. Meryl could see the syringe in his hands, and her survival instincts started screaming in her head. She wanted to move, to get away from these people, but her body still would follow her commands to fully. When she made the effort that in a regular case would have made her body bend and with the help of her arms and legs, shoot her up from the floor onto her feet, just made her body move slowly on the spot. She wanted to scream, to say no, but all she could get out was a soft moan.

Suddenly the door in the other end of the room smashed open, and somebody came in.
Meryl didn't want to believe her eyes. There was a girl rushing in, but not really a girl, since the apparent dragon head on her shoulders was there. Soon a man also entered, and his moves was so quick that Meryl's half working senses didn't have the time to see the things he threw, before one of the eight men in the room fell together, blood leaking out of him.

Was these people her to help, or were they something even worse? Meryl couldn't decide yet.

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa had just enough time to recognize this as a sort of strange brothel operation, though it was different from the ones she had known about as a girl. The girls were listless and seemed to barely notice their intrusion. As she glanced around, she saw the girl on the bed had talons rather than feet and smiled warmly at her -- or as warmly as a half-dragon face can. Her eyes shot upwards to the man beside the girl as he dropped the instrument in his hand to pull out his gun. Her smile swiftly changed from warm to malicious, daring the man to try anything. In a flash she was beside the man, pulled the gun from his hand and put it to his head. She had never used a gun before, but she hoped that holding it the same way he had been doing would be enough.

"Cease and lay down your weapons!" She half roared, and then turned and winked at the girl still on the bed.

[Mist]

Jack waited for a few moments as Rosa and Val charged the room.  He bided his time till he heard Rosa take charge before looking into the room.  One man was dispatched with what Jack could only assume was a fork, the butler grinning maliciously with blaze red eyes.  Jack chuckled to himself, thinking, "Crazy sumbitch."
All guns, however, were directed at Rosa, holding a particularly shiney revolver to a man's head.  Jack didnt like her odds and even with the butler's quick hands and silverware.  He took two steps back, now lined up with the door.  When he took his two steps forward again, he was running.  His skin took the much less colorful tone of grey, his steps suddenly shaking the ground.  He realized the crimes of these men, and was instantly angry.  Jack's fist met the first man under the jaw and the distinct sound of breaking bones filled the air.  The next closest man, to Jack's right, had no time to fully turn his head before he was blasted by a rock solid blow to his right ear.

[Pentagious666]

A tense silence fell over the room as Valoren heard the lady rosa shout, and he felt the tension thicken.  His eyes settled back to their normal color as he straightened his jacket before speaking.
"Pardon me," All of the armed men seemed to jump, "you seem to be in a bit of a bewildering predicament, I am not surprised at your reaction, however beginning a fire fight in this way will most certainly get someone killed, and she is covered in scales. I wouldn't put it one to fifty that it would be you walking out of here if you continue along this discourse,  If I may suggest that you lower your weapons before all of you end up maimed or otherwise grievously harmed?"
His eloquence dripped with dare, he almost dared them all to continue the bloodshed so that he could end all of their lives.  He could take a couple gunshot wounds and survive but they could hardly take any trauma and be standing,

!!!GM POST!!!

(woo!)

The men were puzzled at the crazed butler and the dragon lady, they didn't know what to do.  The remaining six that were still armed looked to one another for support, it seemed that they had the upper hand but on the other side their was a dragon.
"Stop!" The boss said, obviously shaken, "lower the damn guns! You boys better listen to lime boy over their or I think he gonna kill us all, he and this freak on me."

Valoren almost looked appalled by this response, but said nothing as his smile returned.

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa couldn't help but chortle rather dragon-like, a somewhat surprised and pleased sound, as Jack rushed in. Transforming as he ran, she watched as he knocked two of the men flat to the floor. She heard Val speak to the men, suggesting that it would be unwise to start such a fight with the weapons they held, called guns. As he spoke, drawing all eyes to him, she glanced down with a wink at the girl on the bed and winked, a wry smile turning her scaly lips up.

[Luvan95]

As the boss drew a gun and pointed it, the dragon girl was quick to rush forward, grabbing it from him, aiming it at the man's head and shouting out for the others to lay down their weapons. And then it turned its head and winked at her, or that was at least what Meryl think it did. She was confused. Who where these people?

Meryl looked over at the door where another man had rushed in, and before her eyes he changed, becoming something that looked a bit like stone to Meryl's eyes, and suddenly a thought hit her.

Where these people like her? She had been hearing the news, that's why she had came here in the first place. But she had thought that she would find other people that could turn into birds, just like herself, but she now understood that it could fully be possible that they maybe could just be able to turn to diffrent things instead.

As the stoneguy knocked out two more of the men, and the first man, the one dressed in more fancier clothes, opened his mouth and spoke to the other men. The boss in the dragon girl's grip was on with the suggestion, probably just to save his own skin.

When everybody was looking over at the fancy man, the dragongirl once again turned towards Meryl, and when she winked again, and even but on something that looked as a smile, Meryl carefully smiled back at her.

[Mist]

Still in half form, Jack calmed himself and his hands and feet turned from stone to clay.  Given the company he held, he felt quite at ease even with the ammount of tension in the room.  After Val's warning, he noticed the girl next to Rosa smile. 
"I assume we're here for her?" He asked Rosa, only now seeing her talons where feet should be.  Not waiting for a reply, Jack pulled his knife from his belt and cut the leather restraints that bound the girl to the bed.  He looked for signs of whatever drug ailed the other girls in her eyes before gently picking her up. 
"As long as we got what we came for, I say we cut the rest loose and get em out oe here and let the butler take care of the rest.  I'd rather not be followed by whoever these guys work for.  No witnesses."

[Pentagious666]

"That is a sound idea," the butler spoke calmly shifting his position ever so slightly, nobody would realize he was about to explode into motion as his appearance remained relaxed despite all of the hostility around the room.  His glinting eyes traveled from one to the next of the dangerous men, but they had never faced a shifter before.

!!!GM POST!!!

One of the men spun the gun to the strung out scantily clad woman closest to him.
"Wanna save the bitches! let the boss go or I blow her head off!"
The other men turned to emulate, each one taking position over a different hostage.  It was only a half bluff as frightened as they were, and it could lead to alot of casualties.

[Mist]

Jack shook his head and carried Meryl to the door.
"I'm gettin her outta here.  The rest of you can hash out the details."  He flashed a sideways grin at Val as he passed him.  "Holler if you need me." 

Jack found a small patch of grass and set Meryl down gently.  He took a deep breath and his skin regained human color and composition.  He looked down at Meryl, his blue eyes giving her the once over before finally speaking to her.
"I'm sure you got a lot of questions but I ain't really the one to ask. Name's Jack.  Rosa, the one with a dragon head is in charge and she and the butler, Val, have the answers." Jack sat down next to her. "They'll be finished up in there in a few, anything I can getcha till then?"

[Luvan95]

Meryl saw how the stone man shifted his form a little, now looking more like clay than stone. After his change he seemed to finally take notice of Meryl herself, and she heard him asking the dragon girl if she was "who they we're here for". Meryl didn't know how these people had known she was there, but if they were there to save her, she didn't mind at all.

The man suddenly drew a knife from his belt, and walked up towards her. At first Meryl became a little worried, was he gonna hurt her? But when he got over to the bed and started cutting of the restraints that she suddenly noticed was holding her down. No wonder she hadn't been able to move.

When he was done he looked at her, gazing intensely into her eyes, and then Meryl could feel his hands around her body, one hand under her knees and one behind her back, as he carefully picked her up. His clay skin had a very strange feeling against the bare skin at her knees, since her trousers was torn up till the middle of her thighs, from her feet changing. She heard his words to the others, and saw how the men in the room reacted, aiming there weapons at the other woman in the room. When he told the others he was getting her out of there, Meryl felt a little relieved, she didn't wanna stay in the room a second more than she had too.

The feeling of the fresh air when he carried her out of the building was working wonders on Meryl's clouded mind. When he put her down on the ground changed and then started speaking to her, she listened curiosly as he spoke the names of all the others as well as Jack's own. Meryl noticed how he seemed like a very nice person, asking her if he could get her anything. She could help but to feel save to speak freely with him.

"Well, this is gonna sound weird, but, if you have any raw meat, bloody if possible, that would really help" She answered him. "Oh, and I'm Meryl by the way." She added together with a soft smile.

[Pentagious666]

!!!GM POST!!!

As the man walked towards the door there was the click of a hammer and a gunshot.  All the other thugs stopped and looked at the one that had fired and then turned all of their guns bock on rose.  They all took careful aim as she was pinned holding their boss.  It seems the butler had been intent on protecting the girl, and had intercepted the projectile.
"Let him go!" the one that had fired demanded as the men started spreading around her to get to her back,


As Jack left the room Valoren groaned in his head, but said nothing as he moved with all the speed he could muster to almost vanish from one place and seemingly appear in front of the bullet.  As the bullet hit him there was a spurt of blood and he collapsed apparently quite dead, and there he lay having followed the desires of the one he was thinking of contracting with.

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa gave a startled angry growl as she watched Val fall to the floor in slow motion, blood spurting from the wound. Despite having only known him for a night, she had grown quickly fond of him and counted him as a friend. Her heart beat faster, heating her blood and clouding her head. Her eyes narrowed and lost their sheen, her softly scaled eyebrows blocking the light, not a bit of it to be seen except a small spark of flame in her pupils. Her lips curled up away from swiftly sharpening teeth and her black forked tongue flicked out irritably. Something in the back of her mind kept her from completely losing her temper and she channeled her rage into a rumble that grew swiftly into a roar and then a half-human challenge.

"rrrrrrRRRRAAAAALOWER YOUR GUNS OR REGRET WILL HAUNT YOU TO OLD AGE IF I ALLOW YOU TO HAVE IT!" Her eyes going swiftly to each of them, full of rage, her tongue flicking out time and again. She remained quiet for a few tense moments before speaking again, this time in a tense, harsh voice. "You've killed my friend. That will not pass without repercussion. I know I'll be stuck in your minds the rest of your lives, but listen closely to what I say now. Count yourselves lucky I have not yet dined upon your faces for I have other plans for you. Take these words to heart or they shall be the last you hear. Return these women to their families, never return to this life which you chose long ago, make good, generous and kind decisions. If you EVER stray from your new set paths I will find each one of you, your body will become sustenance to nourish me and your souls will strengthen my powers."

[Pentagious666]

!!!GM POST!!!

One of the men started at her voice and a gunshot rang loudly striking the drywall.  The full metal jacket easily penetrated the wall and continued on to the man in the next room sitting on the couch.  Red hot lead met meet and bone with a loud cracking noise and a spurt of crimson fluid.  For most this would be agonizing and near fatal. However this was another accursed in no distress until struck with a bullet.
The rest of the men came to bear on the lady dragon.  Steeled eyes to go with the steely pistols clutched in nervous hands.

[Demigod1945]

    Book Hutchison, who had been working non-stop for the past 26 hours, was sitting on his couch, passed out. The television silent, having turned itself off after its owner hadn't touched the remote for 30 minutes. Book twitched and jerked, his dreams giving him an restless sleep. In his dreams he was being chased, by who he did not know. He simply knew that it was imperative that he get away as fast as he could.
   
    He was sprinting down an endless dirt road, seemingly in the middle of nowhere, when he came upon a high thick wall, entirely made of human bodies stacked up on  each other. All of their faces seemed familiar, but he didn't have time to ponder the thought, as a vicious growl came from behind him. A cold, icy shiver shot up his spine, and he slowly turned to face his mysterious pursuer. But right as he was about to face it, a searing hot pain shot up through his left cheek. He awoke with a ferocious  and animal like howl emanating from his vocal cords.

    No doubt all of the residents of the apartment building heard him. But he could pay them no head, as his mind was focused solely somewhere else. He felt the change coming before it even happened, first with the senses. His vision began to blur, and it seemed as if the whole room was spinning, then suddenly everything was crystal clear and he could see with amazingly clarity. His hearing began to fade out into silence, but then it all came back at once, all more powerful than before. He could hear everything within a two block radius, all the sounds he had dismissed as background noise suddenly became amplified. Book collapsed to the floor of his apartment, feeling his skin as if it were on fire. The pain was almost unbearable as his bones shifted, realigned them selves, and his muscles thickened and stretched. and it took all of his willpower to stay conscious. He tried to will away the pain, to no avail. He laid there, whimpering from the agony he was enduring.

    And then it was gone, all of the pain simply vanished. Book opened his eyes and got to his feet, as he stood up his head bumped into the ceiling, causing a sharp and annoying pain. He growled and looked down at himself. He had transformed into a beast. His body was covered in grey fur, and he could feel that he had the head of a lupine. He was now at least eight feet tall, and his muscles bulged with raw power. His clothes had been torn to shreds during his transformation, lying in tethers on the floor. His ears perked up as he heard shuffling feet in the room next to him, he lifted his snout to the air and inhaled through his nostrils, taking in the different scents. Most of them consistent with a low level apartment building in New York. A few however, were different, something... strange. He turned his massive lupine head towards the wall behind his TV set. The scent came from the other side of the wall, what was it?

Prey, find it, kill it.

    NO! Not this time, he wouldn't give in the to lust. He refused t-

Kill, hunt, feast!! .

Kill, kill, hunt, feast, hunt, kill.  

NO NO NO NO!!! Stop it! He struggled to keep control of himself, even hitting himself on the head to try and beat some sense into him, but it was no use. The Beast was hungry, and he would not be denied.

KILL, HUNT, FEAST!!! 

And with that Book dived straight towards the wall, and within seconds rammed through it with the force of a tank.

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa's eyes blazed as the men lunged for her, her teeth bared and glittering angrily. As her anger grew, so did her size, though much slower than her anger. She slashed at her attackers viciously with her long claw like finger nails and gnashed at them with her teeth, knocking the guns away from a couple of them, but not all of them. Suddenly the confusion doubled, as a wall between this room and another burst apart with the sounds of breaking drywall and wood snapping drowned out all the shouts of the men in the room and the growling and gnashing of the dragon transforming before them. That was until the sudden intrusion.

As the large furred creature burst through the wall the dragon's eyes went immediately to the source of the blast to the now crumbling wall. Eyes widening a little, the transformation ceased somewhere between a hulking dragon body and that of a woman. Cocking her head sideways some, she grinned, though not maliciously. It was more one of comradeship between two predators knowing there's plenty to go around.

[Pentagious666]

!!!GM POST!!!

The men scattered back away from the dragon but kept their armaments pointed at her.  One bumped the wall the bullet went through, Suddenly the werewolf burst through the drywall with a sickening crunch of would plaster and stone.  The rubble collapsed on the poor bastard and as the heavy set beast ran through the hole he simply relieved the man of his life through sheer body weight.  All of the men spun on the Garou and began to open fire.
"Kill it!" they all began to assault the wolf that seemed to ignore the bullets that merely flattened against his flesh.

[Mist]

Jack curiosity had in fact been peeked.  Meryl's request for raw meat seemed null as she had quickly fallen asleep on the patch of grass outside the room.  The noises inside seemed indiscernible till he heard a gunshot and Rosa's very angry tone resonate through the door.  He didn't understand it all but was sure he had heard something about them killing her friend.

"Great, the butler's dead."  Thought Jack, He began a determined walk back into the room and as his half-form clay foot hit the threshold, the wolfman came through the wall.   The image was very unclear, that of the bloody butler, the now more than half dragon smirking at the werewolf, the frightened men firing useless projectiles at the fur covered berserker.

"What the hell did I miss, Rosa?  What can I do?"  Jack yelled over the commotion, still not sure what to do with the dramatic change since he had carried Meryl out the door.

[Demigod1945]

       Book's feral like mind barely registered the bullets impacting his skin, as his attention was focused on the lizard-lady thing, and what seemed to be a rock man walking through the door. But before he could even so much as walk in their direction, one of the many projectiles being hurled at him, managed to strike him in the eye, one of his few weaker spots. Even before the pain signals fully reached his brain, he was already howling at the men responsible, and charged directly at them.
     
       Two of them simply stood there, side-by-side , their bodies paralyzed with fear. With a violent animal scream, he swiped his claws across one man's chest and was rewarded with him crumpling to the ground with a barely a whimper. The other he grabbed by the head with his other enormous fur covered hand and slammed the man straight into the ground, with such force that the concrete buckled beneath him and cracked wide open, and he heard the breaking of bones.
     
        Three other men attempted to get by him and ran for the door. He caught one by the foot, dragged him towards himself and threw the man at the nearby wall. All while the man screamed like a little girl. Book whirled around to see that the other two runners were out of his grasp, running right towards the rock man. Instead of chasing after them however, Book resisted the urge and stood stock still. Having satisfied the Beast with some bloodshed, he regained control of himself, for the time being.

[LynxKitten]

A long day meant an even longer night in Namyria's mind. Her time with the Freak Show was about to end. She'd been with them for years without appearing to age and, while none questioned it, she knew it was time to move on. The pale, petite, brunette sat at her boudoir in her trailer and stared at herself in the dusty, faded mirror. Where would she go now? Would she slip away in the night or would she wait until morning and actually bid farewell to the family she knew and loved? Namyria jumped slightly at the sight of a small tear making its way down her cheek. Had she really been crying? She wiped away the wet bead and turned on her stool to look at her pack. The black bag laughed at her misery. Better leave now so you don't burn anyone alive!



Dawn broke between a couple of tall buildings and woke Namyria with a bright beam of yellow light. Spending the night in a tree had its perks, though, obviously, escaping the sun wasn't one of them. Gathering her things, Namyria left the large oak tree and made her way into the city's outer-lying neighborhoods. She'd been told many times how "dangerous" these streets were for a lady but she had found no threats thus far.



Several hours later, Namyria found herself tired, hungry, and relatively lost. All of the buildings looked the same and she had the sinking feeling that she had been walking in circles. Suddenly, something caught Namyria's attention. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. There was a scent on the wind, something sweet yet bitter. Opening her eyes, her pupils constricted. It was blood. Attuning herself to the scent, Namyria began to make her way towards its origin. For all she knew it was a fresh kill some hunter had made in the woods that surrounded the city.

The closer she got the quicker she realized that this was a-whole-nother situation. "What the hell?" she spoke to herself at the sight of the large, gaping hole in the side of one of the buildings. Then she heard the growls and shouting. Just turn around, Namyria. Turn around. Namyria found herself frozen outside the building where a small battle was taking place.

[Pentagious666]

!!!GM POST!!!

The two men intended on sprinting past Jack as the butler again rose behind him his eyes glimmering the deep crimson.
"What the hell!" one said panicked as they ran.
The other said nothing, but his body language read with evidence of true terror and slight shame, as his bowels had released in his terror.  He dropped his pistol and attmepted to out sprint the other gangster, anything to get away from the massive freak show that was taking place.  His face streamed with tears and sweat, while the stench followed.



Valoren rose, and bit the end of his glove, as he removed the glove it revealed a black pentacle and jet black fingernails that looked neatly trimmed and painted, however this was the true color of his nails.  He examined the hand that he had used to catch the bullet and held it forward as blood began to well up around the small chunk of lead.  Once he new it was ready he tipped his hand over and with a small trickle of blood a light scent of sulfur and a smirk from his lips the round fell crumpled to the floor.  Then it was his turn for his pupils to dilate, and the smirk to widen to a closed lip smile. one from the realm, how curious, He looked to Rosa.
"Milady, please hold no offense but I must step away for a moment," and with that Valoren more or less vanished.  he took a side route as he could tell the hound was near. He quickly approached around the side of the building and stood there as the hound, an attractive young woman apparently, began to walk by towards the scene of the combat he had just had a chance to delight in.  As he watched he lifted his newly gloved hand to his chin.
"Pardon me, miss, but are you sure you want to be going that way?"

[LynxKitten]

It wasn't long before a couple of men ran from the building; the scent of their fear was nearly overwhelming as they ran. Don't get involved, it's none of your business. Just keep moving. she told herself. However, before she really had a chance to turn away, she heard a man's voice. Amber eyes turned towards the stranger, "I'm not sure which way I want to be going." She chuckled half-heartedly as she turned to look in the direction that the two men had taken off in. Looking back to the demon she gave a tired smile. "While I am curious, I'm not sure I even want to ask what just happened in that building."

Namyria's gaze fell and rose again over his form. Why did it feel so... different to be around this man?

[Pentagious666]

"Ah, yes," Valoren's simply innocent smile flitted over his features, "come with me, I think there is someone you would like to meet."
Valoren's smile was meant to seem alluring to the hell hound, as it should be obvious exactly what he was.  Before he turned from her his eyes flashed brightly red and then he simply continued walking. You are a curious little pup aren't you? he pondered about the hell hound, How did she get here, and why does she look like that delicious young woman?  Val shrugged slightly as he paced himself so that she could easily catch up.

[LynxKitten]

Oh gods, Namyria, don't follow him. she groaned inwardly. However, that devilish smile and the blood red flash in his eyes made Namyria suddenly feel like her only option was to do as he instructed. If she'd had her tail in this form it would be obvious as to how she felt. A tucked tail was a universal sign of submission. "Who exactly am I about to meet? After watching people running for their lives, I'm not sure I'd like to die today," her voice was low, almost mimicking a growl.

[Pentagious666]

"As if I'd allow another to lay a hand on you," Valoren said in a mock wounded voice, "you can put a bit of faith in me, we take care of our own."
Valoren's dark loose hair swayed just a bit as he walked, leading her on like a puppy on a leash.  He tugged at her sense of submission and loyalty, utilizing the hound aspects in her personality to help maintain control of the little beast woman.
"Besides being well behaved gets you treats," He smiled with just a flash of red this time.  His eyes again danced over her form, she was positively lovely and splendidly different from the other hounds he knew about.

[LynxKitten]

She tilted her head at him. Our own? Then it clicked, there was a reason she felt so strange around him, there was a reason she knew what he was and vice versa. She followed close to his side, her amber eyes wide with curiosity with a pinch of worry. Namyria's head shot up at the word. "Treats?" she heard the whimper in her throat. Sometimes she just couldn't control that canine personality wen it seeped through into her human form. When she realized she'd just pulled a completely dog move she shook her head and looked away, the flash of a blush on her cheeks.

[Pentagious666]

The smile of the devil lay on his lips like satin, as he looked over at his new compatriot.
Valoren's accent spilled loose of his throat like a burbling stream to fall on ears with honeyed ecstasy, "They call me Valoren Ravenmoore here, and what is your name my sweet?"
His gaze flashed quickly to the doorway whence the others waited and awaited that small voice to tell him how to address her, though as a pet anything he said would go for her name.  He looked upon the bird girl and the golem, as Rosa had not endeavored to leave the room and the wolfish brute was probably still trying to regain some sense of control.

[LynxKitten]

"My name..." she echoed quietly as she followed his gaze to the large golem and the girl with it. What in the world was she looking at? She felt herself shiver as her gaze hovered over the pair. "Namyria," she practically spat. Her body was suddenly engulfed in a large plumage of flame.

The bright fire only lasted a moment and, upon it's extinguishing, revealed the hell-hound she was. Fire lapped from her neck, down her neck, and around her paws, and a dark smoke poured from her jaws. She didn't understand anything that was happening. There were others? What were they? Why was this demon bringing her to them? Her tail tucked tightly between her legs, her hackles raised in a growl, her ears lay flat against the black fur on her head. 'What is all of this?' her voice echoed in the air though her jaws didn't move.

[Pentagious666]

"hm? oh, yes it seems that there are others similar to us though definitely not our kind," he reached down with his gloved hand and patted her on the head completely unafraid of her fire, "Namyria, that is a golem and a harpy, it would appear I know a dragon and a werewolf too.  They will not lay a finger on you, this I promise, because if they do..."
His eyes gleamed with red and his teeth showed in a fantastic display of malice, "They will find out just what kind of butler I am, come now you can revert to your human form for the time being, I will keep you safe, my little hell hound."
He almost absently stroked the fur on her neck to reassure her that all was fine, stopping just before his fingers lost contact.

[LynxKitten]

She didn't know why, but she trusted his words. The flames on her body fizzled out into a dark cloud of smoke that surrounded her and returned her to her human form. "I never thought..." she bit her lip and her fingers fiddled with the sleeves of her shirt. She had been around humans that either condemned her or were awed by her 'magic tricks', she'd never known there were others....like her. "How did you all find each other?" she whispered, barely loud enough to be heard, the curiosity obvious in her voice.

[Pentagious666]

"Strangely enough, that's who I want you to meet," Valoren had a pleased look on his face.  He walked to the door to see the dragon and the werewolf staring at each other, trying to figure out what they were to do next.
"Lady Rosa, it appears I have found another," Valoren bowed in the doorway, and while gesturing for the hell hound to come forward, he stepped out of the way.
"May I present the lady Namyria."

[LynxKitten]

Namyria refrained from leaving Valoren's side as she was presented. That was certainly different. She watched as the demon bowed to the...dragon. She eyed the pair warily. She figured this was when the dragon decided if she could stay or if she'd be chased out, as she usually was. She wasn't sure what to say. Hell, what does one say in the situation she'd just gotten herself into.

[Demigod1945]

One could say that the Beast was contained, albeit only temporarily. It wouldn't be long before Book's urge to kill surfaced again, and there was no telling of who he would attack then. As for right now though, Book was curious more than anything, mostly about the Dragon-Lady thing, the Rock Man, the Scary Butler guy, and what appeared to be another Hound. Although, she wasn't like him. She smelled similar at first, but then something much more "sinister" lurked beneath. He was intrigued to say the least.

"So, what in the hell are y'all supposed to be?" he asked, in what was suppose to be a heavy southern drawl, momentarily forgetting that as far as these people were concerned, he was merely growling, somewhat angrily. This thought never really occurred to him, as he took a step forward towards the new arrival.

"You smell rather odd, young lady." he asked, now with what was meant to be an English soaked accent, but again were mere growls, which probably sounded threatening. Alas, the social problems for a werewolf.

[Pentagious666]

Valoren interceded between the werewolf and the hell hound he promised he would protect.
"Now, now, young wolf, is that any way to treat a guest?" His eyes were placid and dark, promising misery if he drew any closer.
The butler crossed his hands before him and the tips of his thumbs seemed to grip his sleeves.
"Please stand down and revert before something horrific happens," He said his tone becoming pleasant and his voice sweet as honey, "She is under my protection and that is what it is."

[Demigod1945]

Realizing that he was at the center of some unwanted attention, Book complied with the butlers request. Standing back with a growl, He concentrate on his inner mind, searching for peace. It took a few seconds, but he found it, and because of this, his body shook and shivered, his dark, black, fur shrunk until it was gone, his limbs also shrank in size and stature, reshaping themselves. Of course it was painful, but nowhere near as much as the initial transformation. He growled for little while as he was reshaped into what passed as a human being. Eventually he was back to his old self, albeit now with a scar across his left cheek, and a scar across his right eye, but the eye was not blinded in any means.
"Right, sorry about that chum, I tend to forget that most fellas don't understand us garou when go all beast form." His voice spliced a mixture of southern drawl and an English proper. "So, what I asked was, what in sam's hell are you people, and why I was I shot in the face for no apparent reason?" Again the spliced accents showed up, as if that's how he naturally talked, which of course was true.

[Pentagious666]

"My name is Valoren Ravenmoore," He bowed with all the grace of a divine being, " and you see, I am simply one hell of a butler."
As he said the last from his bow his head turned up to look at the werewolf, his eyes practically closed with a sincere but devilish smile on his lips.  He stood upright and in front of Namyria as he said, not a finger without her okay.  Namyria was the first Hellion he had met in the states and he intended on keeping her around.  Hell hounds are despicably useful creatures, after all.  He allowed this to be his standing greeting all done with his perfect english accent and affectation.

[LynxKitten]

Namyria eyed the wolfman as he growled in his own tongue, seeming rather angry and confused about something or other. He appeared to be new, like she was, and it made her feel slightly less uneasy since all eyes weren't only on her. She stood quietly behind Valoren, her hands at her sides This was all certainly turning into the circus she had just gotten out of. She watched with awe and curiosity as the werewolf reverted into a human state and began to speak in an almost conflicting set of dialects.  When he had said his peace and asked his questions, Namyria looked to Valoren and wondered if he would tell this wolfman anything different than what he had told her.

"I'm in your shoes," she said in her usual, cold tone, albeit quietly. It was true. It seemed they were both looking for answers from this lot who had just seen a battle, of sorts. Namyria stepped quietly around Valoren to face the wolf. Sparks ignited along the ends of her hair, travelling up a couple of inches and leaving a light yellow color to her hair as it moved. Again sparks flared, two spots atop her head and another near her lower back. From the bright sparks grew two, black-furred ears and a long tail. Her nails and canines elongated slightly and her eyes began to glimmer with an inner fire.

In her half-form, Namyria leaned closer to the wolf and sniffed the air, curiously examining him without ever coming closer than a foot. "One can tell a lot about another creature from its scent," she commented, a smirk on her lips, "loup garou." She had only encountered loup garou once before in the forests of Russia not far from the northern outskirts of Moskow. She never thought she'd be around another, let alone in such circumstances.

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa stood stock still and watched the bedlam around her, her mind racing and bringing up a past she never wanted to remember. Images flashed in her eyes and  blinded her from most of  what was around her. A young man before her with dark hair, pelted with stones and vegetables for standing up for her, blurring with an image of a wolf man growling and then morphing into a human. His oddly accented voice wavering in her stupor, becoming Italian, rushed and distressed and then joyful and innocent. With a quick shake of her head, her eyes closed for what seemed like minutes. Slowly she became aware of the crimson darkness of her eyelids, and then the silence around her. A clear honey voice pierced her stupor, her eyes flashing wide open. For a few dark haired man, a butler with red eyes and a young woman -- no a flaming hound, now returned to human -- double and then singular. She heard what one of the voices said, responding without a thought "Nice to meet you. I'm Ros--" Her vision failed and all feeling left her muscles. That's right. The moon is still weak. I probably should not have pushed myself so hard. She thought as she swayed precariously and then crumpled like a flower falling towards the floor.

[Pentagious666]

Moving with unnatural speed Valoren caught the dragon and was back next to Namyria before anyone could think to react.  He held her sprawled across his arms like she weighed at most a minor annoyance.
The crimson glint flickered in his eyes as he addressed the werewolf.
"Well master Garou," Valoren said coldly, "it seems we need to discuss elsewhere."
A crowd almost seem to appear out of nowhere thinking that the police had arrived but there was a distinct high pitched wail in the background.
"Follow me," Valoren said calmly as he walked away, "Follow with Lady Namyria."

[LynxKitten]

The hound froze as the dragon woman spoke. Her ears flattened back on her head momentarily and then perked again as she fell. Before Namyria could react, Valoren had already caught the fallen dragon and returned to her side. The fur on her tail bristled a little when he spoke of travelling again. Why couldn't she get some answers now? She looked to the wolfman, her gaze travelling over his form for a moment, and then she turned to follow the demon.

[Demigod1945]

In response to Namyria, "Ah, that you are correct, madame, but I prefer the old classic werewolf label, you get me?" Book paused as the events regarding the Dragon lady occurs. "Well then... in that case I'mma need some new clothes, ya know?" He glanced down at his buck-naked figure. With that he turned on his heels and sprinted through the giant gaping, hole in the far wall, at about twenty miles an hour. Up the stairs into his bedroom, he threw on a spare white, plain, t-shirt, some boot cut jeans, along with tan work boots, stained with mud. He also scurried through his inn table, searching for his lucky charm. "Ah ha, there you are!" He chuckled, after minutes of searching, he put on a necklace with a small box attached, containing a single, ornate, silver bullet. The first thing to ever harm his full form. And the only thing that could kill  him in a single shot. He practically flew down the stairs to catch up with the others. Hopefully he didn't take too long.

[Pentagious666]

Valoren seemed to pedal around a little but off to the side and mostly out of view.  He didn't want to wait but he wasn't going to leave a rampaging wolf-man on his own either.
"So, Lady Namyria, where do you hail from?" His eyes almost gleaned with curiosity.  As he watched the newcomer exit the building, the loup garou was a fine example of primal energy, though the beast in himself would probably cow the wolf given the chance.  As well as the keeping of Intellect that was key in Valoren's eyes.

[LynxKitten]

"Russia," she stated, matter-of-fact-ly, as she followed him. Her gaze shifted uneasily, scanning their surroundings. She had never been wary of such parts of New York, but after what had transpired in less than an hour she wasn't so sure anymore. "Where are we going?" she asked, hoping for an actual answer this time.

[Demigod1945]

As Book caught up with the rest of the group, he over heard Namyria and Valoren having a little chit-chat. "Russia, eh?" He said with a smirk, and then he slapped an almost perfect Russian accent on for size. "Mother Russia, oh how I miss her so. With her deadly winters, and so much oppression that you would rather want to live in North Korea." He chuckled, poking fun at people was what he was made for.

[Pentagious666]

"Better accommodations," Valoren said calmly, "Follow along now, the path begins this way/"
He began moving sure footed and with an elegance beguiling.  He still carried Rosa like she was so much rag doll in his arms.  He moved in a manner as what seemd the perfect pace for the others to keep up without having to appear supernatural.  He twisted through alleyways ignoring muggings, druggies and bums alike.

[Mist]

Jack took a moment to take half form.  The events unfolding around him in what seemed like fast forward.  Meryl hadn't moved in what seemed like hours and he worried that the drugs had taken more hold than they had originally thought.  His clay skin being malleable, he shaped it just enough to appear as though he were wearing a drab grey suit.  He gently picked up the harpy after snagging his tools and belt and kept pace with the group, keeping his ears open and his mouth shut.

The two canine creatures were still a mystery to him.  The werewolf being a bit overwhelming in his mind, he was still unsure what to think of him as he had such a different demeanor in his human form.  The girl was also a complete mystery to Jack.  He could tell she wasn't the same as the werewolf but still unsure of what she was.   He listened intently as he carried Meryl behind them before finally speaking up.

"Val, if we are headed out of town, I need to stop at the hotel and snag a new set of clothes.  This look isn't gonna be a permanent thing and I'd much rather be in human form with a pair of jeans and a t-shirt."

[LynxKitten]

Namyria followed the demon quietly. Every so often she would glance at the wolfman and this half-golem carrying a bird girl. Variation was obviously no problem here with this group. The fur on her tail bristled and rose to a dominating position as she eyed the delinquents they passed. "Yes, Mother Russia," she spat, "the best place in the world for an orphan girl to work hard labor." It was obvious that the hell-hound had bitter thoughts about her home land. Then, when the golem spoke, she looked from him to Valoren and back, wondering what he would say. Namyria still didn't really know why in the world she had agreed to follow this lot; although, after seeing the battle before, she was beginning to think that staying with a group like this might serve to her advantage.

"I have clothes that will fit you, stone-man," she muttered and held up her bag after slinging it from her shoulder. She had always found it convenient to carry more than one outfit for other genders as well. You never know what might be needed. She held the bag out to him and held her arms out in a carrying gesture. "I can hold the girl while you change, if you need." Her voice was colder, distant, but she offered him help simply to avoid a setback. She wanted some answers from Valoren and she knew she wouldn't get them until they settled down where he was leading them.

[Pentagious666]

Valoren kept walking, "That won't be necessary, I have quite the savings built up."
He walked into a 5 star hotel still carrying his burden.  He approached the concierge with a look of chagrin.
"It seems my lady is a tad worn out, she enjoys being outgoing." a faint smile formed on his lips like that of fond memories, "A suite if you please, presidential." 
He produced a card.  It was the central account of a rather large network of accounts that deposited interest from the houses that he had worked for during his two hundred year effort as a Butler.  Technically speaking he was well enough off to live the rest of his days without ever having to lift another finger.  As a demon however he lived to serve.
"As well as another on that level for use for her staff," he gestured to those that had followed him into the building.

[LynxKitten]

As they neared the hotel, the ears and tail that protruded from Namyria's body began to smoke and fizzle out of existence and the yellow tips of her hair faded back to the dark chocolate color that they were to start with. She stayed close to Valoren, her eyes cast downward, listening intently. How in the world did this man have so much pull, so many means? She glanced around at the small group and felt her inner fur bristle. she couldn't shake the wary confusion that she had gained since seeing those soldiers run for their lives...

Standing among the others, Namyria couldn't help but observe her surroundings as well as the people around her. Her amber gaze paused over the wolfman. How could she have missed all of those marks on his body during his initial reversal into a human form? He was absolutely riddled with them! She couldn't help but visibly wince as her eyes traveled over his form. Should she end up staying with this group, she would have to remember to ask him about his scars and burns.

[Demigod1945]

Book never was a fan of hotels, and this one was no different. When it came to looks, Book didn't care if he was sleeping on a 600 thread count Egyptian cotton bed, or a pile of straw. What really bothered him were the smells. Dirty laundry, old rotten bed sheets, left over trash from careless guests. All of these served only to irritate Books extremely sensitive nose. Of course this hotel had a much cleaner set of scents, which would have been acceptable had the lobby not reeked of bleach. Bleach was all he could smell, it was as if the room had been drenched in it, and Book was having a real hard time to keep from puking. 

"Hey, could we maybe get a move on, I'm have a feeling that I'm going hurl all over the floor here." he spat to no one in particular, with a thick Chinese accent, hardly even noticing that he had done so. He leaned against the wall next to Valoren, and while doing so caught the other hounds eye, which were staring right at his scars. "What, ain't ever seen a man with few scars before?" His voice was layered with a dense Boston accent, which actually didn't sound too out of place. Some people would think that his frequent change of dialects were on purpose, but it was merely out of habit, so much in fact that he doesn't hear his diverse set of accents at all.

[LynxKitten]

Having been caught staring, Namyria turned away quickly. One side of her upper lip raised to bare an ivory canine before she spoke, "I've seen scars before, just...not so many on one person." She folded her arms across her chest and turned her gaze back to Valoren and the host. She wondered why the wolfman felt sick and then she realized it. She looked around the lobby and bit her lower lip. The bleach smell was now apparent. Had she not been occupying a human body the smell would surely have driven her to the edge of sickness as well. "Need some air?" she asked, her Russian accent showing it's colors. She wasn't a fan of hotels herself. Sure she used to work for a traveling freak show but that didn't mean she liked crowds.

[Demigod1945]

     "Ha, well when you're in my line of work, scars are pretty hard to avoid" Books voice is filled with light humor,and for once had no foreign accent, instead using his natural, soft southern accent that was barely noticeable. But his eyes had glazed over and seemed to being staring into an unending abyss . Visions of war, violence, and death fly in front of him. His visions were so vivid, it was if he were actually reliving them. But of all of them, his travels in Europe in the forty's were the most lifelike. 
     
      1941, having been traveling abroad in Poland, he was present for the Nazi invasion while taking board in an Inn owned by a Jewish family. He was subsequently sent to the Treblinka extermination camp, where the Nazis discovered that he wasn't human, which ended up with Book being experimented on to find out more about him, at least until the camp was dismantle due to a riot of the prisoners, which was led by him. Having escaped into the country side with many of his fellow inmates, they attempted to cross the country into Allied controlled territory, he was the only one who made it, having finally arrived in the U.S.S.R, the closest friendly territory there was. Those harrowing years accounted for over a third of his scars, from chemical burns to knife puncture wounds. The Nazi's tried everything, pushing him to his limits, and when that happened, they pushed even harder. They were completely dumbfounded as to why he seemed, at least in their eyes, perfect. He could take a tremendous beating before succumbing to the effects, whether it be by fist, knife, bullet, or fire. The Krauts had wanted to tap into that and figure out how to make themselves the same way, didn't work out to well for them. Their bodies ended being spread out an over office floor in the concentration camp, during the prison riot that was "spontaneous" and "unprovoked". Yeah, the forty's were the best...

     His eyes slowly returned to the present, along with the rest of himself.
     "Yeah, some air would be nice." he paused to look over at Val. "I'll be back in a second." With that he promptly headed for the front entrance.

[LynxKitten]

She nodded to Val, gesturing that she would be back as well. She followed him with light footsteps out the hotel and onto the sidewalk. She inhaled the brisk air deeply and sight with content. "Your sense of smell doesn't lessen when you change?" she asked him once they reached the outside. All of her canine senses seemed to dull when she changed so it was only natural that she was curious about different things. Despite the obvious curiosity of her question, her voice sounded rather monotone and uninterested.

[Demigod1945]

Book walked out the front double doors and sat down onto the sidewalk, taking in the city. As much as he hated the noise, he still loved it here.

"No, in fact it's the only one that stays, all my other senses are purely reactionary, my smell... well it's always turned on I guess." His voice contained traces of an Australian accent, which was probably confusing, seeing as how he didn't use any terminology native to Australia. Of course he never really did use the known phrases of a specific country or culture, simply the sound of their voices.

He laughed internally, wondering why he answered with such honesty, especially since she sounded as if she'd rather be anywhere but here with him. 'Oh well, I'm used to it' 

[LynxKitten]

Namyria sat herself down about a foot from him, leaning against the building. A vision of the wolfman in the smoke from the battle flashed through her mind, the terror in the soldiers' eyes burned into her vision. She glanced sideways at him and cracked her knuckles, "Any idea how this group formed? I'd always thought I was, well you know, the only one."

[Demigod1945]

"Girl, I have absolutely no idea, all I know is that about half an hour ago, I was enjoying a nap and the next thing I know, I take a bullet to the face." He pauses, recounting his terrifying nightmare, but then pushes the thought away. "And then I ended up killing those poor bastards, all because of an accident." He jerks his thumb back towards the doors. "Anyway, you're probably better off asking him the important questions. I'm just here for the ride, or at least some answers. I don't really take kindly to getting shot." He stares out over the city, enjoying the cool, somewhat fresh air. "Besides, those people look like they know their way around a good time."

[Pentagious666]

"Tut tut my dear, we are a particular bunch and we need our privacy, I will not have the housecleaning coming in after us," Valoren's smile could have belonged to the Devil himself. "Besides we are staff for an Estate, it will be taken care of.  The keys if you please."
The poor female concierge had almost swooned at this point.  She was an avid romance novel reader, and beautiful men like Valoren were so hard to come by.  She nodded dazedly at the butler and charged up two keys.
"You can expect this to be an extended stay."

[SxyCowgirl]

Slowly and drowsily Rosa became aware of things. Arms holding her. Voices. All familiar in some way, all seemingly calm. At least the fighting is over. Forever later, a blurred face. Familiar and grinning, speaking to someone behind a desk. The smell of bleach, warm air still on her skin and the jingle of keys. Then came the weight of ages. Being alone for so long, living as she had to survive, the terrifying hunts for her, the years of knowing nothing about her family and what had happened to them, and the pain of knowing her monstrous form and sating her matching appetite. Her head swirled with the past and then it faded to black.

[LynxKitten]

Namyria shrugged her shoulders, good time or not she would be very wary of the four people inside. She turned to look through the glass double doors to see if Valoren was making any headway; indeed he was. She turned back to the wolf and moved to stand, "Looks like they're about to head up to rooms. I'm going inside." With that said, the hound stretched as she stood before heading back into the hotel and positioning herself behind Valoren.

[Pentagious666]

"Ah, well met Namyria, glad you have returned, would you kindly follow along so we can get to the top floor?" Valoren's expression was pleasant and warm, he watched as Rosa stirred only to lapse back into motionlessness.
The mousy young woman behind the counter sighed as Valoren lead the way to the Elevators, her glasses like unblinking like an owls eyes following their every move.  Valoren both awaited the arrival of the elevator car and the others in the party.

[LynxKitten]

She nodded to Valoren as he spoke and retrieved the keys from the small woman, who she continued to watch even as their small party made its way over to the elevators. It was almost as if the woman was in some sort of trance. She walked close behind Valoren, stopping closer still, she spoke in a quiet tone, "What did you do to her?"

[Pentagious666]

Valoren looked back at the meek mousy woman sitting behind the desk.  At his glance she seemed to pale, almost like her heart was about to fail.
"Me, nothing," He smiled darkly, "I'm simply one hell of a butler. Besides, she is more likely then not one of those British fan girls. You know the ones that adore the accent and actions of a proper gentlemen.  If I couldn't Exude that propriety, what kind of a butler would I be?"
His eyes glimmered with just a hint of red as he finished that sentence.
"To make things worse, I am able to pay for the rooms so I am obviously well off," Val sighed lightly, "I suppose that it doesn't matter that I'm easily fifteen times her age."

[LynxKitten]

Namyria couldn't help but roll her eyes, the hint of a smile on the corners of her lips. "I suppose that would make sense. If I had known that some people are so swayed by accents I would have held on tightly to mine." She glanced behind them at the entrance, wondering if the wolfman would join them on their way up.

[Mist]

Jack followed silently as the other's chatted,  Meryl still seemingly lifeless in his arms.  As Valoren made the arrangements, his mind began to breed worry and fear.  The penant was still at the old hotel.  he hadn't been this far from it ever.   Without knowing who this enemy was, there was no way to know how much they knew.  There was to much at stake not to be caucious.

"Val, as soon as I drop her off, i need to run back to the other hotel.  I have some things I can't just leave behind." He said as soon as Valoren had a free ear.

[Pentagious666]

"Come now, that will be alright, at least get a change of clothes before being off then," Valoren smirked at his clay disguise, "I have a feeling you can't keep that up forever."
With that he slid the card for the elevator and awaited his passengers to board.
"My dear, would you be so kind as to fetch our crazed friend, so that we may continue upwards to the private room?"

[LynxKitten]

Namyria nodded to the demon and stayed back as everyone else stepped onto the elevator. She then turned back towards the entrance to retrieve the wolfman who was still resting outside. She glanced around the lobby before exiting the double doors to the street outside. Sure enough, he was still sitting where she'd left him. "The others are heading up to the rooms, Valoren asked me to come get you," she spoke calmly, eyeing him curiously.

(moving Book with permission from Demigod)

Namyria turned back towards the door with the wolfman in toe and returned to the elevator where Valoren and the others were waiting.

[Mist]

Jack carried Meryl onto the elevator behind Valoren. 

"I don!t mind grabbing a change of clothes.  I'm grateful for your hospitality, however, I wont be gone long."

[Pentagious666]

Valoren smiled politely as they all stepped onto the elevator.
"Very well, let us take to the rooms," He inserted the key card into the elevator and pressed the button for the suites.
The luxurious elevator was furnished with a multitude of mirrors and and golden molding to look refined.  Valoren's eyes drifted lazily over the motley crew.  None of them had the benefit of the true and pure mannerisms that he had been raised on, but blood didn't seem to care who you are as long as you were breathing.
"Welcome to your sweet suites," The demon born said with a mirth fulled voice.  As the elevator doors split open to a long hallway with three doors.
"There are three suites, the master which is the grand presidential suite on the far end of the hall and the two are reserved staff suites.  This floor along with the three underneath it are all reserved for nigh on royalty.  My old master has stayed her on more then one occasion."


GM POST !!???!!

This would be the standard for three days, Valoren would take each of the group shopping so they might have outfits befitting an entourage of serving folk.  Seeming to think that Rosa is the original Were he would make her the lady of the house.
Every morning everything is sparkling clean as if the demon never sleeps.  He still keeps what he is to himself.

[LynxKitten]

Namyria stood behind and slightly to the side of Valoren, the air around her beginning to shimmer with warmth. "I'm sorry but I wasn't planning on staying long," she muttered, "I just want some answers, and I'm sure I'm not the only one."

[Luvan95]

Meryl had infact not fallen asleep, just laid down to try and change her weird half turned form back to normal. She did succeed, but at the cost that her abilities and the blood flowing faster, the dose of drugs still in her quickly got it's grip over her again, and so as a red headed young girl in half-ripped clothes she fell into a kind of drugged sleep.

Everything was just black for a long, long while. Sometimes a smell or sound echoed trough the darkness, a distant growling, the smell of something burning. The sound of voices was there at most times, but they were so blurred out by the silence of the dark, that she couldn't snap up more than that there were several people speaking to eachother.

Soon enough some of her sense of touch came back as well. The feeling of strong arms holding her gently, a change in the quality of the air and a smell of bleach. But Meryl weren't nearly close to making sense of anything at all at the moment. How much longer would the darkness be there surrounding her? She didn't know right now.

[SxyCowgirl]

The roar of flames splintering beams and engulfing planks, spitting and popping nearly too loud to hear a scream over. An eerie, haunting, agonized scream of someone dying in the blaze. And wind. Battering, icy, bitter wind dancing with the licks of flame. She could feel the streaks on her face, the heat on her scales, blown across her back by the winds. Another scream echoes from somewhere much nearer by than the first. A black writhing shape among the great fire. A familiar sting comes to her eye and the weight to her heart as she recalls the reason for all this pain and destruction. Her. She'd lost her temper again, but this time it wasn't just a shoe, the carpet, a tapestry or even a single building. Gone. All of it. Her home. And everything and everyone she knew. Gone. The tears streamed down her scaled cheeks to her jaws as a figure comes writhing and screaming through the flames right to her. Mother! No! Go back! NOOoooo

Rosa sat straight up in her bed with a wall shaking roar, looking around frantically for her mother. Just as she was about to torch the place, she realized where she was. It looked like a hotel room. Her mother wasn't there, just as she had not been for many, many years. Rosa put her palm to her forehead to rub away the small headache that had appeared away. "Wouldn't think...so long ago..." With a sigh, she slumped back on the bed. She had no sense of time, had now idea what time of what day it was, how many had passed and what had happened since she was last conscious. What had she done to make her so weak again? Racking her brain for answers, both palms over her eyes, she lay there.

((Alright guys. First person there gets to choose what happened while Rosa was out! Sorry for it taking me so long to post, I am back and will likely start posting every Tuesday at the least from now on. :) ))

[SxyCowgirl]

Forever seemed to pass as she lay there trying to remember everything that had happened the night before. She had arrived in Central Park of New York City, found some like her in the first few hours, and had already been in a fight. She sighed and removed her hands from her eyes, and sat up on the edge of the bed, looking around the room. There were no lights on in the room, but the sun was just starting to rise so the first warm rays speckled the curtains and a small spot on the wall. Besides her, the room was empty of people. Wondering what had happened, she stood, slipped her shoes on and walked out of the room into the hallway.

It was quiet and dark hallway that, excepting for the smells, reminded her of her old cave. The same pang of missing her friends from there panged in her heart. She smiled sadly to herself, her eyes lowered to the floor. Suddenly she ran right into someone, nearly falling backwards. "I-I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention. Forgive me for running into you."

[Pentagious666]

Valoren spun around to face the dragon, "Apologies for standing in the way."
His eyes almost lazily watched her with an unobtrusive gaze. his overly calm demeanor unperturbed by the disruption.
"Is there something I can do for you, my lady?"
He stood awaiting her response with the patience only a butler could have.

[LynxKitten]

Namirya growled to herself as she slipped into the lobby of the hotel they had been staying at for the past few days. Still she had no answers. The air around her body began to shimmer with warmth as she boarded the elevator and made her way up to the suites, a grocery bag with a couple of sodas in it hanging from her left hand. When the elevator came to a stop and opened, her amber eyes trained in on Valoren and the dragon woman in the hall way. "She's awake?" she called, sniffing the air cautiously before stepping out of the elevator and slowly making her way towards the butler and the lady.

[Pentagious666]

"Why, yes, it appears she has awoken at last," Valoren's dark locks shifted slightly at the statement, "And you Namirya have returned to us, how lovely."
Valoren stood idly by while waiting for the dragon to speak.  He watched Namirya carefully but no intent showed on his face.

[LynxKitten]

"Why, yes, it appears she has awoken at last," Valoren's dark locks shifted slightly at the statement, "And you Namirya have returned to us, how lovely."
Valoren stood idly by while waiting for the dragon to speak.  He watched Namirya carefully but no intent showed on his face.

One hand raised to brush hair out of her face and behind her ear as she approached, "I can't stand being cooped up like this, just needed to go out for a bit."

[SxyCowgirl]

Looking between Val and Namirya, she lowered her head a bit and smiled politely. "I am sorry for worrying you, and for detaining you in this place. It was not my intention to be a bother." Clearing her throat and straightening a little bit more, she looked up at Namirya seriously. "As for answers, I'm afraid I have none more myself yet, but I am eager to find some myself."

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Across the city, in a penthouse overlooking the water, a rakishly attractive young woman stands at the window, her curved silhouette stark black against the sunlight on the street below. Low lights and low voices and the smell of blood fill the room.

"There are more."

"Give me some more time mistress. It is a big city and the true forms don't show themselves easil--"

Spitting forth from her gleaming lips, her icy words silence the other instantly. "I don't want your excuses!" Turning towards the cowering shadow in the corner of the room, her tone changed again and her voice deepened slightly. "They're amassing you know."

"W--what?..."

"You heard me you idiot! This has to stop. If they come to organize themselves then it's possible we won't have a chance in wiping them out." The left side of her mouth twisting up into a wicked smirk, she walks over to the shadow and puts her hand delicately on his chin, lifting it to eye to eye level, her face only an inch from the other's. "And Gods forbid the begin breeding." Tossing his face to the side she turns and walks to the window again. "Now leave. And don't come back until you've brought me one of their heads."

"Yes mistress."

[LynxKitten]

The warm air around the hound had begun to cool, though since her body remained hot she didn't notice it. Extending a cautious hand, Namirya nodded and sighed, "Suppose I shouldn't have expected anyone to have any answers... I'm Namirya."

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa smiled warmly and extended her hand in offering of a handshake. "I am Rosa. It is a pleasure to finally meet you properly." A look suddenly crossed her face that said I just remembered something very important. which disappeared about a quickly as it came before returning to a smile. "While I may not have a lot of answers about what is happening here, I do have some I can tell you about what we really are. I do not pretend to assume how much you do or do not know, only that I may have some insights that you may not, as well as you may have some I do not."

[LynxKitten]

Rosa smiled warmly and extended her hand in offering of a handshake. "I am Rosa. It is a pleasure to finally meet you properly." A look suddenly crossed her face that said I just remembered something very important. which disappeared about a quickly as it came before returning to a smile. "While I may not have a lot of answers about what is happening here, I do have some I can tell you about what we really are. I do not pretend to assume how much you do or do not know, only that I may have some insights that you may not, as well as you may have some I do not."

Namirya knew that look. This...Rosa knew more than she was letting on. "Whatever you feel is relevant...suppose I'm stuck with you lot anyway," her body stiffened as she pulled her hand back, reverting to the cautious dog she was, "Not like I have elsewhere to go." Amber eyes flickered between Rosa and Valoren, the demon butler who simply radiated power...she at least felt safe with that sense of strength that practically oozed from him. She ducked her head slightly, wary eyes on Rosa, "I'm sure we can both learn something from this."

[SxyCowgirl]

She brought her hand back and clasped it over top of the other in front of her. "Indeed. I did not mean to frighten you if I have." She replied, bowing slightly to the cautious woman.

"What do you know about your transformation? For example, I get very tired after using my full form for a long time. I also know I am stronger on a new moon." It was Rosa's hope that by not giving her enough time to respond immediately to the question, and by adding the personal information in that it might give the other more insight into her intentions.

[LynxKitten]

She brought her hand back and clasped it over top of the other in front of her. "Indeed. I did not mean to frighten you if I have." She replied, bowing slightly to the cautious woman.

"What do you know about your transformation? For example, I get very tired after using my full form for a long time. I also know I am stronger on a new moon." It was Rosa's hope that by not giving her enough time to respond immediately to the question, and by adding the personal information in that it might give the other more insight into her intentions.

She listened intently, nodding here and there. "Well, I...I know I can do it at will and that I am stronger during full and harvest moons. I don't get tired afterwards but I do find that some of the...hound's personality traits carry over when I become human again," she explained.

[SxyCowgirl]

Rosa nodded in understanding and stepped slowly up beside the other woman before speaking again with a smiling glance at Val. "That seems to be rather common among people like us." Looking right into her eyes she smiled wider and continued. "Come help me find the others and we will find a place to discuss these matters as a group." Taking a few steps towards the front of the hotel, she added. "Do you have any specific questions I might be able to answer for you?"

[Pentagious666]

Valoren stood silently by, his ever dapper form of dress was still pristine.  He bowed quietly and shuffled away to make some tea. It's a bad habit he mused Americans don't do tea time. The devilish smile spread across his features as he went about setting the kettle to boil.  He then crushed cured leaves and prepped the tea ball for the kettle.  It was as much a part of him as his arms, this habitual tea making. He selected a pekoe this time along with a fresh mint meant to compliment the naturally sweet orange tea.  He brewed it stout so that the flavor would be strong, similar to coffee, but sweet to the palate which seemed so delicate in american societies.  Set from that he began preparing scones with fresh strawberry and blackberry.

[Luvan95]

Meryl had woken up lying in a bed in a room she didn't recognized, and of course it had scared her. But as she looked around the room with a pounding heart, the memories of the past days came back to her. She had fallen back into the drugged sleep when she had turned back, and she didn't know who had found her after that. Was it still the people who had rescued her from the men that had shocked her, or was there someone new. And how long ago was that?

With her eyes peeled for anything or anyone, she had gotten out of the bed and moved through the room. There were voices coming from the other side of the door, and something about them seemed familiar to Meryl. Opening the door a little, she peeked out.

Out in the hallway two woman were standing, and apparently talking. One of the woman drew Meryl's attention to her. The same woman from before, the one who's head had switched to that of a dragon's. In a normal situation the predatory situation of that would have scared Meryl, but the dragonlady did save her before, and that had gained her some trust from the redhaired girl. The other woman though, she didn't recognize. But the dragonlady seemed friendly with her, and so Meryl decided that it was probably safe.

Taking a few steps into the hallway she stopped. "Hello there." She said, just to make her presence noticed by the two.

[SxyCowgirl]

Hearing the voice of someone greeting them, Rosa turned and a wide smile spread across her face. Turning back to Namirya briefly, she said "We can continue this with her as well in a bit." Turning back to the woman and reached gently for her hands. "Welcome back to the world of the waking!" She said. "We are about to have tea if I'm right about it being the reason for Val's disappearance. Please join us and I might be able to shed some light on some of last nights events for you."