"Knitting isn't my thing. I think the most likely answer is I'll just kill myself. Thanks for the help, Fae." He says, walking through the alley into the bar briskly. And, sure enough, his target is right in front of him. He makes eye contact with her, and she stands up, telling the other shifters that she has to 'take care of business'. She follows the man outside, and they turn to face each other.

"You know why I'm here." He says to her, giddy with excitement.
"Yes, and I also know that killing me here will render everything you've done useless, as you'll be imprisoned forever." She replies, calm and level-headed.
"You think? I don't. After all, they didn't do a thing when you killed Juliana."
"That was different. She had broken the law before, and they just saw me as taking justice into my own hands."
"Justice is worthless if it is in the hands of monsters!"
"Really? Well, I think-"

She is cut off as he grips her neck and slams her into the wall, hard. "I don't give a shit what you think!" He yells, taking the gun out of his pocket. And in a low voice, he says to her "Nighty night, Alexia. Have sweet dreams." He pulls the trigger on the revolver, sending her brains out over the wall. He quickly holsters the revolver and shifts his shape into the white cat, dashing out of the alleyway and down the street.

Nihm had walked a few blocks down until she found a bar. She stopped to think for a second, then entered, headed straight for the bar and told the guy behind it," Gimme a Jack and coke." Then she sat down and smoked her cigarette, sipping her drink once she got it.
Shifters, vampires...I might be helping the wrong crowd here. God I hope they don't send the sisters after me. Send another Valkyrie...just not the sisters.

[Ok, I'm back :) Happy New Year everybody!]

The short haired intern sighed as she left Rois Rouges. It was a cold 8:15 pm in the city and she stuck her hands in her pocket for warmth. Another creepy night at work and she wasn't even going to get paid for it. She made a mental note to get a day shift job after she got her degree. Even though it was night, this urban jungle was just as busy as it was during the day. Although the lights illuminated the area almost as brightly as the sun did, there was not an ounce of warmth to be relished unless you were near an open doorway of one of the buildings. Still, the people seemed to enjoy themselves, friends, family, and lovers huddling together to stave off the biting winter chill. Many were headed to the theaters, the restaurants, the stores and the bars. She wondered if she should just head on home. It had been a tiresome day after all, plus her indoor garden needed watering. But what was living in New York for if you weren't going to enjoy the nightlife? Finally, the 22 year old decided a quick drink at a bar wouldn't hurt. Maybe she'd meet a cute guy or bump into one of her drinking buddies who owed her money. Grabbing some Chinese food on the way home didn't sound so bad either.
She passed by a white cat along the way and soon walked into a pub she frequented with her friends and sure enough, she met the flirty woman who owed her 50 bucks. The curly haired vixen was a good friend but had a bad gambling habit. Tala and her other friends were trying to get her out of it but haven't gotten anywhere with her so far. Tonight, she finally returned her money but Tala decided to spend it for the both of them in celebration of getting it back. The black haired med student made her way to the bar to order drinks for herself and her vivacious friend. "Roy Rogers and a Down Low please." she asked the busy bartender, and tucked her hair behind her ear. Tala patiently waited for the drinks beside a woman with pitch black eyes who was smoking a cigarette.

Nihm looked at the girl sitting next to her out of the corner of her eye, then gulped down her drink, ordering another one. She took a drag from her cigarette thinking to herself Even if they send the valkyries, maybe they might believe that he would kill me if I didn't help him.

Under the subways of the dark city a creature was wide awake, her, or rather "it's" eyes scanned the slugy messy subway floor her eyes glowing and nice forest plant color. The monster's eyes locked onto a mouse running for it life she punced at it playfully tearing it limbs part despite the little mouse's cries. After the mouse was in pieces she ate her "delightful meal."

The creature to be exact was a manticore her face of a woman, her body of a red lion and her tail was that of a scorpian. Along with her frightening appearance the manticore also acted strangely too. After calmly finishing her meal she grinned so wide you could have mistaken her for the cheshire cat. The large cat streched along the floor extending her claws and sighed in a trumpet sort of voice. Hopping up onto the station area where people once used to wait for the train she walked towards a phone, of course the phone was out of service but what hung on the phone booth were raggy worn out clothes.

The Manticore stood on its hind legs and its bones started to shift into a humanoid shape, it uttered a couple cries of pain during the shift but the manticore was fairly used to it. Finally the manticore was in the shape of a young lady, other than the fur and her fairly sharp fangs, to cover up her fur she put on a dirty worn out borwn trenchcoat, though she hated it she put on a pair of black shoes feeling the freedeom of her bare feet slowly slip away. "I vonder whut sorrt offf dinnner I will find two-day." she said outloud, clearly her english wasn't very good.

( I never thought for a second I would have all of you join my thread. Thought it would die in an hour lol. yay! ^_^)

[Sometimes a good thread just needs a while before it can get going :)]

Red eyes scanned the crowded bar. Smoke and the scent of alcohol lingered in the air as well as those of the many different beings withing the building. There weren't just humans in here, there were mystics as well. It just so happens that one of them was her target for the night and she was right there, sitting at the bar. The scarlet haired woman moved towards the fae, her long black trench coat trailing behind her. She preferred armor to casual clothes but she wasn't allowed to show her real form unless in a battle. Eir didn't see why she had to dress like a mortal would. It wasn't like humans could see her anyway. But she guessed the supernatural would and her prey might run off at the sight of a valkyrie's signature armor. "Hello fae." she said in a sultry voice. "It seems you have been sighted with a shapeshifter recently. Would you mind telling me where I can find him?" A devilish smile graced her lips as she waited for an answer.

-raina sighed as she closed up the dojo for the night.- "phew! another long day today, i really need to stretch my legs." -she pauses to think for a moment before her face lights up. "ah! i know. ill go to that bar just down the street. i always wanted to visit there i guess tonights a perfect night to unwind." -turning i head for the pub in long flowing strides as i try hard to not let my glamour fail.-

-about fifteen minutes later i entered the bar and blinked as i spotted a valkryie talking to a another fae.- "hmn maybe i should eavesdrop no telling what i might learn" -as i think this i move steadily through the crowd and sit on the other side of a human whos sitting next to the two of them. as the bartender comes over i order a rum and coke mix not wanting to get too drunk yet and focus on the two's conversation.-

((I'm lost. :\ Spitfire, would you mind if I dropped little Jude and made a nice, new, far more interesting character? :3 I don't want to abandon this thread.))

(( Sorry it took me a while to get my opening post up. I was waiting to see if there would be a good opportunity to jump in somewhere, but I got impatient and I felt bad, lol. So hi! I'm here. ))


Kate was not in a good mood.

Every little thing was getting on her nerves tonight; the noise in the bar, the job she was about to do, the elders... ooh, the elders. They were her main source of irritation right now - bunch of stubborn old mules who couldn't bear to break tradition, that's all they were. Kate never voiced these thoughts aloud. She prided herself on always keeping her temper, and if she couldn't manage that, she'd just be proving them right.

"Hey." A voice from across the table drew her attention back to the present. She looked over at her companion and he leaned forward to rest his chin on the table's edge, grinning that idiotic grin at her again. He had taken extra care with his glamour tonight - they were meeting a new recruit, after all. Someone wanted to join the coven, and it was her job to determine whether or not he was worth the elders' attention. If so, he would be allowed into the outer sanctum for further questioning. If not, he'd be killed. It was simple enough, and the reason she'd brought Nick along in the first place, though she was beginning to regret it now.

"What?" Kate hadn't meant to snap, but the younger-looking fae didn't seem to mind.

"Do you know how to kill a valkyrie, Kate? Katie-Kate, Kat, Kitty-Kat..." He trailed off, staring into space beyond where she sat.

"Stop that. What's wrong with you tonight?" She fixed her gaze on him, unused to this. Nick never spoke of killing things more powerful than he was - it was mostly humans that he liked to play with. Odd...

"Aw, that hurts, Kate. Nothing's wrong." He raised his head slowly, leaning back in his seat. "This smoke, though. I can't smell a damned thing."

"You don't need to yet," she replied, crossing her arms. She chose to ignore the strangeness, chalking it up to Nick just being Nick; there wasn't much more one could say about that. "We'll be out of here soon."

"Soon-soon?"

"Soon."

Neither of them wanted to be here much longer. Kate glanced at her watch, sighing quietly. The newbie was due any time within the next fifteen minutes or so - it wouldn't be long now.


(( I don't have a set character to be the "newbie", so anybody can jump in and play him/her if they feel so inclined. Just opening up some options, it doesn't matter to me either way. :b ))

(( if no one minds ill play the vamp as well ill just need to send the post to spit fire but let me know within the next day or so so i can set that up please))

-she frowns as the smoky air causes her chest to hurt and at what she hears the valkryie and the other fae are talking about- " a killing?" -she thought to herself- "great just what this place needs more bodies, like we aint got enough as it is" - she sighs and then turns as she sees two vampres at a table nearby clearly waiting for something or someone out of the corner of her eye. "hmn" she thinks- " not much business in vampires... specially in the way they heal... though... maybe i can treat some of they're wounds that not even they can normally heal from... then again maybe not id rather keep my neck on my shoulders for as long as im able" -shrugs and turns back to her drink her attention now split between the vampires and the valkryie and fae.- "what an interesting night indead" - i murmer quietly under my breath-

[Lol :lol: I was going to wait for Spitfire to post another thing before I did but I guess I can move my other char now that it looks like there's enough new posts :) And I can't wait to see you're new char Leir :D I hope Spitfire doesn't mind you making a new one. Oh yeah, emiko the link for Raina with glamor on isn't working :sweat:]

Tala was startled by the red headed woman's sudden appearance. Although she wasn't the one being spoken to, she could feel the coldness in her voice and couldn't help but feel she needed to avoid the black clad lady. She was thankful that the drinks she ordered finally arrived and took them with haste. Unfortunately, she hadn't noticed that someone had sat in the previously empty spot beside her and ended up spilling spilled some of the drinks as her glass grazed the woman's shoulder. "Oh man! I'm so so sorry!" she said, placing the drinks back down on the counter. Apparently this sudden outburst of apology irritated the valkyrie but Tala was none the wiser. Tala quickly grabbed some paper towels from behind the bar and started dabbing them on the woman's soggy clothes. "Uhm, I can pay for your dry cleaning if you want."

kk heres the new photo of what i look like with glamor on sorry bout the link ^^'

glamor on

and yes i do walk around with the sword part of my right of livin in the dojo ^^

[Wow, tough looking :D]

(gah, no I don't mind, anyone can play anything on here, just follow the rules)

Nihm's eyes widen as the turns to the women speaking to her," See and today my horoscope read not to bother coming outside. I took him to a shifters bar down the street and I left him here Lay Valkyrie," She bowed her head for a second," He was still there when I left him."

Eir only replied with a smile but one could almost see the malicious intent emanate from her glowing red eyes. She waved her hand when she turned away, as if Nihm was who was supposed to leave. She passed through the crowd without a care but glared at the teenage fairy sitting across a blond vampire as she moved past their table. Apparently she had heard his little 'how to kill a valkyrie' comment. Still, she was bound by the law and could not do anything to anyone who wasn't a criminal or otherwise involved with one. But accidents can happen.
As she left the bar, the vakyrie knocked over one of the protective charms of the bar. A little clay statue by the door stood guard over the building along with its twin that stood across the portal. Without both of them standing, the more unfriendly night folk were free to enter. "Oops! My bad." she whispered, and went on her merry way to find her target, Mikhail.
It wasn't long before a swarm of imps stormed the bar, crashing through the windows and tearing up anything they could get their claws and teeth on. The human patrons could only rush out in fear. They didn't see or know what was starting to rip their clothes and chew on their flesh. Some of the more mythical bar goers tried their best to swat or destroy the little devils, but it seemed their was no end of the vile storm in sight.

-cussing loudly i reach pull out my sword and turn it around so i can use the back side of it. attacking quickly i made a path to the door leaving unconsious imps behind me in my wake. standing by where the valkryie had walked into the protective bar. even as i inspected the damage my sword flashed and swerved easily keeping away any imps that attmpted to attack me. "hmn not bad... does anyone know reparing magic? or even better would be shield magic." -lets the imps back throutgh the portal if they wanted but my sword flashed and knocked out any foolish enough to attack me or the other protective charm.-

( Minty I don't mind the fighting, but Valkyries don't control imps, they did everything on their own.)

In the meantime, Mikhail had decided to relax. Just leaving the corpse of his enemy outside of the shifter bar, he had fled from the scene as a cat. Twisting and turning through the city streets until he had reached an old apartment building with the name 'Crimson Housing.' 'How fitting.' The shifter thought to himself as he ran into an alley. Seeing a trashcan, the cat nimbly leaped onto it, then the fence post, then up to a nearby fire escape, darting up to the seventh floor of nine. Pausing outside a window and seeing an empty room, he quickly shifted into his human form and busted the window with his elbow, crawling inside before one could notice him there.
Once inside, he turns on the light and looks around, grinning to himself. "Not bad at all. This place is completely furnished." he says in a quiet voice, letting himself crash on the queen-sized bed near the door. "Well...that's six so far. Six more to go. Halfway done and I haven't been caught yet...I'd say that's good odds." he laughs and lays his head back on the pillow. "Maybe when I'm done I can turn myself into the Valkyries. Running from them all the time is becoming a pain in the ass for both of us." he thinks out loud, slowly drifting off to sleep from a long day of searching.

[Waah! No, no that's not what I meant at all :sweat: I didn't mean to make it sound like she had control over them, just that she knew that they would be nearby on a night like this and wanted to let them in :oops: She by no means has control over anybody. I'm really sorry if I was too vague, want me to edit it? :)]

The human could only watch in horror as dozens of small winged creatures invaded the pub. She couldn't clearly make out the finer details of the flurry but did notice the menacingly sharp teeth and claws. Their vile beady little eyes darted about as they looked for more victims to injure. Some even chased people outside. Tala could only compare them to a bat and bug hybrid of some sort and hoped her friend had gotten out ok. She heard someone ask if anyone knew magic but was too preoccupied to register the oddness of such a request. Instead she was busy screaming while trying to get an imp off her wrist. It had clamped its many rows of needle sharp teeth into her forearm, a painful experience the woman tried to end by bashing the creature against the bar counter.
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The enforcer of the law sighed as she was greeted by a corpse. "And another one bites the dust." she said with delight while inspecting the bloody crime scene. The valkyrie was now positive this was the work of the man she was hunting. She took out a pda from her coat pocket and scanned through the names of criminals it held. The perks of modern technology have caught on in the justice force though some still preferred a scroll and quill instead of a multi-functional hand held device. "Let's see..Oh? Alexia, you've been caught already? How many has he taken out now? 6? What a vicious, vicious man. Ah well, it doesn't matter. More violence, more bloodshed, more fun for me."
Screams from the bar up the street echoed through the cold night air. Music to the valkyrie's ears. She was glad to have noticed the migratory swarm of little demons hunting around the area before walking into the bar. Every little building seemed protected nowadays, no thanks to the magic folk sharing their wisdom with humans. How she missed the days when people just settled thing with the sword. Now it was all just defense and peace. A disgustingly boring thought. Eir laughed at the sight of the dead woman's blown out brains. At least gory murder wasn't forgotten. It seasoned her job with interest.
The officer merely walked away from the crime scene. The cleaners would handle the mess. Though she wasn't sure of where the criminal had gone off to, at least she knew he was somewhere in the city. She looked at the names of the people involved in the incident with Mikhail, those that were still alive anyway, and found another who was also living in the Big Apple. "Mmmm, a lead? I should probably investigate it." Her plans were interrupted, however, by the ringing of her personal digital assistant. "Hello?...Yeah..Nope, not here....Uh huh? Some drunk knocked over the defensive statues...A bunch of people are already handling it...." Her conversation faded into the night as she flew off towards her next assignment.

Suddenly Mikhail bolts upright, sweat on his forehead, breathing heavily. He wipes the sweat off with the sleeve of his jacket and reluctantly pulls himself off of his bed, deciding he needed to walk around for a little bit. "Had it again..." he murmurs to himself out loud, straightening the bedsheets and blankets out of habit; one he had picked up a long time ago and had refused to die since then. His habit wasn't the only thing that wouldn't go away; the nightmares plagued him night after night and he rarely got any sleep because of them. Even shifters had nightmares sometimes.

Mikhail shifted his form into a cat and leaped out the window onto the fire escape, trotting calmly down the stairs and hopping off the same way he had gotten on. Deciding now would be an ample time to search for his next target, the cat calmly walked to a local internet cafe; taking only a brief moment to shift back to his human form in the shadows. And he calmly opens the door and walks inside.

As soon as the shifter walked through the door to the cafe, heads turned to stare at him. His eyes were hidden by his sunglasses, rendering that aspect of him unnoticeable. But not many young humans had snow-white hair and such a strong aura. Though said aura was less of menace currently, instead radiating belated happiness. After all, Mikhail had crossed another one off of his list, and as far as he was concerned, the day was going great. He sits down at a computer in the corner, logging onto the internet to do some research. The list in his jacket pocket telling him that his next target was a man named Patrick Ellevance--a so-called 'dreamdemon'; ironic, as Mikhail thought, since his worst enemies were his dreams.

((im still waiting on spitfire to post that profile as soon as she does well have the vampire you guys were waiting for))

the clean up was going beautifully. several of the vampires in the club helped to escort the unconcious imps out through the portal (tossing them through) while the others and myself browbeat the creatures into unconciousness- "wheres that protection charm?!" i call out not happy that its taking this long to find it. as we toss the last of the creatures out we all breath a sigh of relief as a replica of the charm was found and replaced the charm that the valkryie broke.-

( oi I'm gonna need a second in command here if I'm not gonna be able to come on here every day lol *is now taking applications hahah* Emiko you have a go on your vampire and its ok Minty I just read it wrong)

Nihm sighed as the imps flooded the bar," Why.....me." she just sat there, sipping her drink as she watched others take care of the mess. She felt her medication taking affect, and suddenly the iron around her didn't seem to bother her as much.

(( kk thanks spitfire))

-walking through the night which was fast becoming chilly if the humans donning jackets were any clue, i headed for the bar mentioned in the note from the council master recomended. as i glance around i then look down at the note making sure i was headed in the right direction in the process rereading the entire note in less then a second. flashing back i remember the sequence of events that had brought me to this point. the first time id met the master, her fangs on my neck, ((yes im changing it to female seemed better to my story ^^)) and the fifty some-odd years serving her. her voice pops into my head- "if you ever find yourself in a bind go to ((dont know the name of the coven)) and ask for shelter... if i die then ask to be taken in."
-so i had done that contacting one of their contacts in this city and a week later here i am meeting, checks the paper again, a female vampire and a fae in the furthest corner of the bar. looking up i blink and pause in mid step by the sight of vampires chucking imps out the portal. thinks- "i hope that aint where im going" before resuming and then looking up in dismay as the name of the bar matches the name on the sheet of paper.- "well" -breaths deeply and then lets it out in a rush- "lets not be late shall we." i murmer under my breath as i walk through the portal and into the room. instantly i glance around the room noting the dissarray as well as the vampires, humans, and the fae.
suddenly my eyesight enlightens on the two from the note and i make my way through the clutter with the grace of a born fighter. "good evening, happy hunting i hope?" -greating them as i was taught as custimary, before pulling out a seat and sitting down-.

She turns to the girl that just entered and waved her hand around," Just some good old spring cleaning....with imps." She reaches behind the bar and grabs a beer, popping off the cap and drinking it.