(( sure, like I said, lack of action makes an unhappy warrior ))

Janu sighed, everything had gone all quiet……and literally all she knew was her name and that was just because the one who called herself Arina told her that. Shaking her head she stepped out the front doors, sitting on the steps in the cold night air while humming to herself contently. For some reason she just couldn’t sleep….

Meanwhile near Ti a small shadow would rustle, while from the opposite one a cat like figure rose. It had black fur with red stripes but the same pale blue eyes as Janu. Apparently among this tribe it was a common attribute….From the rustling shadow a small form of essentially a monkey with razor sharp blades jumped at Ti while the now grinning dark cat drew a smooth silver blade from its side.

Ti's eyes narrowed and he stopped a moment, tense as a hand dropped to his side, ready to draw a dagger. His eyes widened a bit as he felt the shadows move, and he back-flipped just in time as a dark figure jumped out at him. He landed crouched, head up as he scanned over his opponent. He couldn't place what it was, and he could still feel another in the shadows, but he couldn't see it. He drew his two daggers, the slightly longer one in his left hand, the twin blades gleaming in the rising moonlight.

Janu felt strange, like something exciting was going on just beyond where she could see…For a moment she started to stand but then remembered that Arina told her to go nowhere, and the cat sighed sitting back on the steps and peering into the moonlight.

As the smaller weaker shadow flew past him from his side step the cat simply sliced it in two with its own sword. It had been a distraction anyway so he wasn’t at all concerned. It attempted to continue the swing to catch Tii’s wrist intending to disarm him first. The feline man laughed his muscular chest rolling as he said “Father says I kill you and I get princess first……so be a good boy and die.” all the while continuing the rapid swing toward Ti’s arm.

Ti narrowed his eyes again, watching the cat-like creature kill the smaller one, his eyes on the blade. He didn't move as the cat kept the momentum of the swing and directed it towards him, but at the last second, crossed his daggers in front of him, catching the sword on them. His eyes flashed gold as he pushed up and forward with his legs, throwing the cat back. He then dashed after it, aiming a swing at it's torso as it's sword hand was flung away with the push.

(( hang on, switching computers ))

The beast growled in pure fury but instead of fighting the motion went with it. He rolled on his shoulders slightly so he would flip backwards up on his feet as he landed though Ti’s dagger still cut a small gash on his back mid flip before the beast tried to bring his sword across ti’s shoulders and chest.

Ti couldn't stop the motion as he saw the beast flip, he still cut it slightly before it landed and brought it's blade down in a powerful swing. Ti knew he couldn't get back in time so he dropped, catching himself on one hand and swinging a leg to catch the cat's legs.

[[im thinking of making another character, a little girl :P who has telepathy and is very cherub like and adorable :P]]

The beast found himself tripped and turned his body to land on his hands, kicking backwards out like a horse to try and kick Ti back so Beast could stand. He would not allow this…this vampire to win. He wanted his prize!!!

(( seeing as our other child character deserted us (after sushi of course) I think we need one ))

Ti kept the momentum of the swing so he could flip up back to his feet, but the kick caught him in the chest as he landed, throwing him back. He tumbled a bit, but sprung back up, leaping again as is feet hit the ground, making a downwards strike with both blades at the cat's back.

[[hehe well this is what she looks like i just need to figure out her story.]]

(( very cute, we need a little girl running around, climbing on people and being curious ))

The creature stood and began to turn towards him. Seeing him already headed towards him he side stepped but didn’t have the time to cause them to completely miss…one blade buried itself in the beasts side, causing it to roar as it elbowed backwards in an attempt to hit Ti’s face and cause him to fall backwards…. With the beasts free arm it attempted to stab backwards with its sword but not particularly aiming it..

[[hehe anyone wanna help me make her? or have any ideas?]]

Ti felt the blade go deep, but couldn't pull it back out before the creature swung out at him blindly. The blade was ripped from his hand, but this allowed him to block and grabb the elbow and turn to dodge the wildly swung blade. He grabbed the arm below the elbow and twisted it, forcing it up as he delivered a swift kick to it's side, driving the blade in even deeper as the arm snapped with a sickening crunch.

(( sorry if it seems like I am controlling the cat a bit, but there really wasn't anything it could have done to stop that. ))

(( yeaaa.... I can't do cute, sorry ))

[[awww >w<]]

((Hehe honestly I wanted to kill the cat off in a sec anyway because I sleep and want to go to bed((
The cat took all this time to feel where it’d penetrated, letting out a scream. It was bleeding internally and loosing strength. It could have retreated to the shadows but it’s people were not healers..it would merely di. It turned, gripping onto the nearest part of Ti and digging in it’s claws. “you might have killed me but you’ll never save her now…. She doesn’t even remember….. And now you’ll all die with her” he spat as he fell to his knees, convulsing before coughing up his own blood and dying.

[[maybe ill make her human? hmm..iunno DX]]

(( Yea, I gotta pass out too. Human child would be interesting, they are much more perceptive and open about supernatural things.))

Ti stared the enemy down, his eyes flashing gold as the blood flowed and the smell filled the air. He didn't flinch as the cat gripped his bicep and dug it's claws in viciously, but narrowed his eyes as it spoke. Blood foamed and sputtered up as it struggled to breathe and uttered a final threat and collapsed, breathing out one last time.

He let the body drop, the broken arm flopping down on top of the corpse. As he bent down to remove his dagger from the cat's side, he grunted in pain and grasped his abdomen. 'Shimatta...' He felt his ribs, wincing as he found the broken ones. 'At least the lung is fine.' He thought, crouching to get the blade. It slid out, covered in blood with a squelching noise. He stared at the blood, his hunger rising at full force, his weakened body throbbing as his head spun and his throat burned. He collapsed next to the cat's carcass, gold eyes trying to focus, but his head throbbed again and he passed out.

[[damn i missed all the fun. =[ sadness]]
Arina woke slowly, having her first real good nights rest. She dressed in another gold an black dress, though this time she added an elaborate gold mask. It was Halloween, and she would have to pull out some decorations from the attic. After a pause she went back to her closet and pulled out a small set of golden feathered wings and maneuvered them on, they went well with her dress. She smiled and made her way up to the attic. Pulling out the trunk with the decorations she dragged it down the stairs so as to avoid damaging her outfit. Once in the main room she began putting up fake spiders in fake webbing, and hanging little pumpkin streamers. She then pulled the trunk outside setting up outdoors as well, she had a scare crow dressed as the grim reaper and other such ghoulish creatures she placed on her lawn.

( Staria... did you draw your characters? The face of your cat girl oddly reminds me of Yoshitaka Amano (Final Fantasy's concept artist) Keep it up. =O )

( Hmmm... anyone alive currently? xD )

( Phht, nevermind. xD )

It was near haunting this sound; screeching filled his ears as in the darkness of his mind images flashed unconsciously. His only break from the nightmares was his sudden jolt that awoke him. He was cover in a cold sweat and panting heavily, and, after the adrenaline boost had wore off, his was weak and exhausted once more. He groaned and rubbed his tired face before reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out his vibrating cell phone.

Wh the Hell...? Oh. Fantastic. He flippe open his phone and shoved it to his ear, not even daring to move otherwise. Just talking was testing some of his abdominal muscles more than he'd wish. "Ciao, Boss."

That was all he had to say beforethe tyant that was his ginger employer explode at him. Dante hadn't called about meeting his destination and hadn't picked up his phone for the past eight hours. Had it really been vibrating that long? He coughed and placed the cell phone aside, keeping the boss' speech going for now before pushing his body from the sheets of the bed. He stretched up his aching abdominals and arms, testing their strength before getting up onto his feet and taking his phone back in hand. He calmed his Boss in Italian before informing him that he'd arrived later than scheduled and that he would call the man later. Even if someone could speak Italian fluently, they wouldn't be able to find anything funny in sch a 'simple' conversation. His Boss stil wasn't through with him, but Dante couldn't take it anymore. He hung up his phone and shoved it into his pocket before wobbling off into the shower room.

He stripped of his pants and, after having emptied their pockets, soaked them in the sink. With a bit of scrubbing and whatnot they were clean; not as clean as he'd like, mind you, but lean enough. He left them to hang over the sink for now before stumbling into the shower. He reeked, he knew that. He wasn't about to run around anymore in this condition.

The hot water was the perfect cure to his aches. He nearly fell over several times, though tried his best to keep himself awake. He brushed his fingers against his arms, testing how long the hairs on it were; not long at all. After all, he'd shaven them the night before. Dante was very strange like that. Unlike most men, he found hair disgusting; that is, unless it was on top of the head. He became OCD about shaving to a point where it was girly; not like he had been trying to act like one of those disgusting things...

Finally he had been cleaned up. Hanging his pants over the shower instead he dried himself off quickly and wobbled back over to his bed. While his pants air dried, he'd rest a bit more. At least he'd be conscious enough to get under the blankets this time. He yawned and rolled onto his side, letting himself drift off once more.

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It was nearly an hour later when he finally woke once more. He shivered and breathed deep before rolling back onto his back and staring up at the ceiling. It was a few more minutes before he finally got up and pulled his now dry pants back on. There was no shirt, though... Where did he leave it? He searched his room through once before heading out of his room. Maybe he'd left it downstairs? Well, this wouldn't be very fun. Dante had various scars and such from BOTH of his families and his occupation; not to mention his past training in Thailand and Japan. He only hoped to find his shirt and get it washed before too many questions arose.

He hurried downstairs, only to look upon a woman in white and gold decorating. He blinked tiredly as he stared upon her before looking away and searching for the kitchen. He remembered heading down stairs, not upstairs. He'd been moved at some point last night. Though he remembered tiny bits of being awoken at some point, everything else was fuzzy. Was he that tired?

[[Is black and gold not white and gold xD sorry]]
Arina caught sight of the man more startled out of her own world more than anything was what made her gasp. Though after the noise had escaped her lips she had calmed. She tilted her head to the side a little "Morning, feeling any better compared to last night dear?" She asked politely. She never liked to see people in such a rough state. Well, at least there wasn't any recent injuries to be concerned about. She headed over to the bar and put some tea in a newly filled kettle of hot water to brew.
"You seemed in a rough bit of shape when you showed up at my door last night, makes me wonder what hell you'd endured to get here, though most of the patrons I suppose lived out their own personal hells before making it to this place." She shrugged a little waiting for the tea to brew and looking the man over. He'd seen his fair share of violence, that was easy to tell.

[[and sorry i took so long, went and made me a grilled cheese mmmmm cheese and butterness]]

( Whoops! xD )

Dante watched the owner carefully once more as she went off on her way. She had gone right into the kitchen he had been eying just a minute ago and, by the sounds of it, set up a pot in the stove. He sighed and took a seat at the bar, crossing his arms onto the counter. "It wasn't anything terrible. My cab driver got spooked and forced me to go by foot about... thirty miles back." He felt his left eye twitch as a nerve snapped. He really hated that man.

"I didn't want to walk all night so I decided to run it. My body hates me for it now." He but on his best acting skills now. His eyes looked up at the masked woman, his lips curving into a sweet smile. "I'm sorry if I caused a commotion last night. I must have been a wreck."

"Thirty miles huh? I wonder what spooked him.. then again, there's lots of... spooks out here. Specially last night. Lots of little mischief makers the night before halloween." She said pouring herself a cup of tea and offering one for him. "Personally, I'd have never run thirty miles. Thats what the horses are for. But there's a few.. patrons, who I'm sure would do that easy. And my brother. He loves to run, and fast." She said absentmindedly rambling like she often does when she's still not quite fully awake.

[[no worries x3]]

( Lawl. Dad asked me to work. xD )

Dante accepted the cup, holding it between his hands and for once in a blue moon, appreciating the scorching heat that it emitted. "I swear I will never run such a length again." Well, that was probably a lie. If you do something once, you're prone to do it again. He sighed and sipped the tea. The warmth swarmed his body in an instant, relaxing him further as his eyes fluttered close. "Sorry for not being in costume, though." He smiled weakly up at the woman once more. "I'll be out of place like this."