When It's Time To Let Go

[Ven]

Vencendian sits in his self styled throne, his perfectly mancured hand grasping a wine glass gently. He swirls the thick liquid in the glass, sipping at it slowly. He was rather thurstly when he first awoke. It was good thing that this little Clan of Nosforatue were considerate enough to live over his resting place.

He supposed that there might have been other ways to deal with the hunger but one did not think so clearly when the Beast was unfeed.

Standing he brushes ash from his coat and drains his glass. He tosses the glass away, listening to it shatter on the stone floor. His hunger was forstilled for now but he was by no means full. A few Kine would go a little ways... perhaps he could find a werewolf to feed on, their blood was always so pleasent.

Straightening his new cloths, he really was going to have to get to a store soon these rags smelled like those Sewer Rats, and walks towards the exit.

[lazy Suzumi]

Suzumi shook her head and replied tersely, attempting to catch her breath.

"I'm not going to sit back and allow you to do everything, Bassarov. Riku is my friend as well. You should have stayed back...both Red Infinity and Kaieka want you dead more than they do me."

She bowed her head slightly after Bassarov mentioned that neither of the two were able to be found, then raised it, her eyes hard.

She added slowly, pointedly not looking in Bassarov's direction.

"Riku gave me this necklace so I can contact him, even if someone's raised barriers around my mind. I tried to contact him already, but I haven't received a reply. I don't want to hurt anyone, but if Kaieka's killed him..."

She fidgeted with the pendant on the necklace Riku had given her.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"No, I am glad that you are here, and yes, we may have to fight Kaieka, but I am prepared to do that."

Bassarov looks at the floor, in deep thought....Sazumi has really changed. She is completely fearless here. Bassarov is afraid. For Riku, for Kaieka, for Sazumi, for...himself.

Bassarov and Sazumi slink through the shadows.
"We should find a place to hide and wait. I don't even think that Kaieka is here..."

[lazy Suzumi]

Suzumi gave a nod of assent, preoccupied in thought.

She replied slowly, as though far away in another world.

"She'll be here..."

Blinking a few times, she recollected her thoughts, and turned to Bassarov, whispering,

"We won't need any interruptions here...how do you propose we keep them from occuring?"

[Valodya Bassarov]

"I am not sure how we can avoid Red Infinity, maybe if we just hang out in this storage room we can wait until we sense their powers here, then, we can sneak out and find them."

Bassarov enters the storage room, and bumps into a mop.

"I don't sense Riku or Kaieka, so they can't be here. But we can wait in here safely until they come. Provided no one needs suplies."

Bassarov sits on a box of detegent and stares at the door.

[lazy Suzumi]

Suzumi sat on an overturned bucket and replied softly,

"I can cast an illusion in here, so that no one can see us. They'll only see the supplies."

She gazed at the floor with an avid fascination, unsure of what else to say. The waiting unnerved her.

Impatient with herself, she steeled her resolve, meditating on what was to come.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Sounds like a plan"

Sazumi casts the illusion and becomes silent. Bassarov sits for about an hour before he gets bored. He starts making shadow puppets on the wall.

[lazy Suzumi]

Suzumi glanced over, to see Bassarov creating shadow puppets on the wall.

Gazing at it with interest, along with a slight hint of former mischief, she made a shadow of a cherry tree appear on the wall, the blossoms drifting down slowly.

[Omadon]

Omadon moves slowly through the Ministry of Terror. Kaschei had taken the girl too soon, he needed a final sample before he let her go. A simple sample really, he should have taken it first.

Still he... the Necromancer stops before a door. He draws a long breath. "I taste... life." He turns to face the door. "Supply Closet... must be a rat or something."

But the Necromancer slowly runs his plae hand over the handle on the door. He tests it. Locked. Not that that mattered to him. Grasping the handle Omadon pulled it, the lock snapping. People always though that dead ment weak. A foolish mistake.

He slowly opens the door, his black cloak filling the doorway. The cloak slowly floats inside. The hood twists slowly, scanning the room.

"I see only soap..." a long, rattling noise comes from the hood. The hood turns to look where Suzumi sits, "But I smell..." the Necromancer hisses softly, a disturbing sound that carries a hint of pleasure, "Life. Such life."

The hand extends from the cloak, reaching slowly forward, moving closer to Suzumi with each second. Pale, bony fingers spread wide as Omadon feels for anything.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov grabs SAzumis hand, and runs with her to the back of the room. He knocks out an air vent and the two slide through it. They tunnel to the safety of another room, this one an office. There is a picure of Violet on the wall, and a black trenchcoat on a hook.

"This is Kith's office!"

[lazy Suzumi]

Suzumi glanced back wildly, at the air vent that they had emerged from.

She turned to Bassarov, whispering frantically,

"What if that thing comes after us?! I don't think Kith'll be too bad compared to whatever that was!"

[Omadon]

A hiss issues from the hood and Omadon whips around to face the air vent. The cloak dives forwards, hood first, spinning through the air vent like water down a drain.

The Necromancer explodes out the other side, his cloak bursting wide like the wings of a great bat as he comes out of the vent into Kith's office.

Slowly the cloak settles. The hood tilts and Omadon chuckles slightly. "Such life force. Please, don't run farther. I am not here to harm you."

Omadon bows slightly, though he still can not see the other beings. "I am Omadon, the Necromancer. I just want to know what you are." His hood glances around, "Your life scent is... overwhelming!"

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov backs away from the strange and scary creature. He summons his sickle.

"I am Valodya Bassarov, leave us alone. We have no business with you."

He is frightened, but tries to act cool about this.

[LaSombra]

After looking around for a short while I realize that I smell of death and decay. I find myself walking towards a building before I realize what I am doing. I need to wash these clothes which now have cobwebs upon them.

After walking into the establishment I see a man at the counter and approach him. "Where I can find a place to wash my clothes and bathe myself?" My first words spoken for so many years come out cold and harshly. He tells me that I can stay in one of the rooms upstairs and that there is a bathroom there.

After laboring for quite some time I figure out how to wash my clothes and get a bath. I leave the place shortly after and ignore the man standing there bugging me about money.

Now more cleansed and representable I go in search of the kindred of this age.

[Ookami]

Ookami feels strangely safe holding Chihira. Her kiss helped him forget all of the things troubling him. He looks at her his heart burning in his chest. He sees something in her eyes and mistakes it for another emotion.

"I am sorry i shouldn't have taken advantage of you like that. But i am not sorry for the kiss. I wanted to do that, and i'd like to do again. when i look at you something inside of me stirs. I am not use to human emotions. But i do know what love is. i asked before could you love me? could you love a man who has to turn into a wolf sometimes, actually more than sometimes. I have to hunt as a wolf, i eat raw meat. could you love that?"