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Jermic K. Delson
Damned Vampire

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Bleed out the bad blood..

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Re: The Dream and the Heart
« Reply #30 on Nov 14, 2005, 11:12am »

(( Alrighty, well this is the fifth...nah...sizth time I wrote this post. nad last night I was half way finished with it. -_- ))

Hatred flooded those bright red eyes, slanted like a snake. When the hatred filtere, Jermic could remember why the Black Line chose him. Even as a human, he'd kill, and laugh. Yes, people said he was insane....which was one reason why he burnt his village to pieces and turned with a smile on his pale face. Bullied now, by this hunter, Jermic's thoughts floodied: not one word from Nathonl hit his head.

A laugh from his head, came out of his throat as he was suddenly returning to where he was. Nathonls only words that were heard was "enjoy the sunlight". And with a glance back, Jermic braced himself. Just as his back hit the glass, his demon form shifted. Though, he still had his giant wings. Jermic kept his eyes close as he slid on his back, with his wings hiding his vampiric self.

He layed still, letting the heat touch his bat like wings, why Jermic caught his breath. When the sun started to hide itself in a cloud, Jermic stood, letting his wings unsheath him. He looked like a Dark angel, but a beautiful one with eyes filled with red and black. His laugh was loud, but amusing. "Death I shall fear not." He said, lifting his head up to watch the clouds. "What kind of Creature are you to have friends? They are just reasons to feed more." He said, as he glanced around at the scared humans, looking at him in a unique way. "I do not care how old you are, or even if you watched my birth. I am, one of the best creatures from my line. Widsom I do have. And as you see...I keep getting up for more." Jermic continued, not even looking at Nathonl. "Though...I do know one friend of yours. A certain seer...I do remember him on my journey through my death." He laughed, and sheathed himself from the sun, as it began to show itself. "He was...a playful toy. That is how I learned your name. Oh, you are not hte only hunter I had a joy to research and I admire you wanting to fight me." Instinctly, he picked up his arm and began to lick away the black blood. Water, was only something he favored when it was close not in battle.

Glancing to the side, his eyes flickered at something in the distance. Jermic kept his eyes still at that something, when it disparted, he blinked as if it was a ghost in daytime. Confused, Jermic glanced from Nathonl-to keep him in force and then at that...."Come out an fight!" Jermic ordered. The humans spread apart, not sure who was challenging the two fighters. A growl escaped Jermics lips as he grew impatient with it. Until....

The figure stepped forward revealing herself to the creature, and hunter. The girl had markings that shined a reddish type color but not as bright so it wouldn't stick out. She had one on the right side of her forehead which in 'her' language it meant 'fire', another was on her shoulder blades(each one) that meant 'wings to guide'. Another was right on top of the heart that meant 'heart of steel'. Next, the woman had cat green eyes, there was a second lid to see in the dark, like cat's eyes. Her stomach showed b/c of the one strap shirt. It came just above the belly button. She wore many rings that looked to be Tigers eye, and Jade. The gems were polished and shapped into circles. She wore one long ear ring that touched her shoulder and layed there. It looked like a design peice of a dream catcher. Her necklace had a gold chain with a polished Fire stone hanging off it. The Fire stone was a rare stone to find ANYWHERE. It was perfectly shaped as well into a oval. Her skirt was tight to her thighs, the skirt went to her knees. Her black boots went a little past her ankles. And her jet black hair was put into a tight braid that went to the middle of her back, hemp was wrapped around it for style from her people. The belt on her waist had three weapons. Right side: Silver bladed knife-to slay vampires. Left side: an ivy knife. And just next to the ivy, a real silver knife...a weapon to kill werewolves.

The girl glanced from Jermic to Nathonl. Glancing at both again, she sighed, and spoke in a bold tone: "A beautiful fight, I dear say. Though in my eyes, you will kill more then just yourselves. The creature is indeed being flattered, and you are giving others a show. Both strong bonds do not make end to a war. It usually goes down ot a draw. You can't mix fire with water, and you can't expect both strong bloods to have one go down. It is impossible Nathonl Haurst." She griminced and shook her head.

((omg, I actually know where I'm going for this other character! yay! For both! yay!!! lol. ))

« Last Edit: Nov 14, 2005, 11:13am by Jermic K. Delson »

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