((OOC: X3 <33 Hmm... poor Werewolf Waltz is getting left in the dust. XD Ho well, I'll try to pick it up later this evening <33 And yes, that name's a joke.. I think.. mostly. >> S'an amusing image to picture werewolves waltzing, at any rate. xD <3 ))

He stepped into the warmth himself, taking her hand readily and stepping around up to the counter, where they both stood, eyeing the menu and contemplating what to order. "Remember, no ordering a big meal, 'cause we're having supper at my place~ But an ice cap would be nice, at least as far as what I'm getting." He looked over to her and just waited patiently while she ordered, choosing not to voice the stupid thoughts rolling around in his head about how 'an ice cap' sounded like 'a nice cap', and ordering hats at coffee shops. Sometimes he had the capability to keep his stupid thoughts from exiting his mouth. Sometimes.

((OOC: xDD Yes, I figured it was a joke name. Yessu, I wanna pick it up. T-T It was getting interesting~ Debating starting a third... xDDDDD *masochist, or is it sadistic?*))

She glanced over, making her eye roll well and known. "Yes, yes, I know. I'm not that hungry yet, anyway. I figure our walk back will work up a nice appetite, for me." She smiled briefly, before turning back to the counter, suddenly all business like. "Right, I'll take a grande mocha latte ((OOC: which is basically an iced hot chocolate + latte mix and a shot of espresso)), with a double shot of espresso, chocolate sprinkles, cinnamon, and don't you dare skimp on the foam and whipped cream. I'm watching you, bub." She leaned over the counter, eying the poor clerk threateningly as he attempted to put together her order, nearly sweating at her gaze boring a hole through his very soul.

"Enough caffeine in that sucker to keep a yak awake for a week." She grinned to herself. "So basically it'll only give me a buzz for about an hour."

She glanced over at him and clacked her tongue with a sigh, rolling her eyes yet again. "You have that look that says, 'I'm thinking something stupid again', hun."

((OOC: Don't worry, it's interesting from three different perspectives now, we can't possibly not pick it up. xD <33 I wager Matt's perspective will go next, then you or anyone you feel like introducing, then drunkard or wolfy. >3> <3 And xDD Feel free to start another~~ But make it somethin' crazeh. 83))

Her threatening order hadn't even phased his being lost in stupid thought, as he was well used to those kinds of orders, every time he came here with her. He still had ink smudges on his arm from writing one down recently, to go and pick it up for her. Further evidence of his apparent showerly needs. Her turning to him and calling him on his thoughts snapped him out of it, though, and he jerked his head around in a swivel. "Wha~ Noooo... just... a nice cap, get it..? Hahaaa..." There he went again. Maybe he ought to go get that prescription filled that she'd sarcastically written him for 1 Sock, To Be Stuffed In Mouth, and an incidental prescription for breath mints.

Oh well, it was time to have his usual food-ordering fun. He glanced around and leaned up towards the counter, to the fearful employee, whispering behind the back of his hand, to confuse him. "One mint ice cap, please... but keep it on the down low..." He winked and flashed him a pretty smile, just to compound the intended confusion tenfold. "Okay, sweets, let's find our seats~ ... Har, rhyme." He pivoted and tugged her hand seatsward.

((OOC: True enough. Though like I said hun, you -can- put them all in one post, you know. xD

Hmm, don't tell me that. >D It just tempts me to throw you head first into the Ki/Line world, with OCs and drama and madness galore. xD))

"'...Nice... cap...'?" She fumbled with this comment, trying to wrap it around her brain. How could one person be that stupid? "I'm afraid to say you fail, hands down, you just do."

She shook her head and clacked her tongue again as he proceeded to confuse the already traumatized clerk. "What have I told you about flirting with the staff? Make sure you pick out the nice and tender looking ones, or there'll never be enough for a stew." She could see the clerk instantly cower behind the counter and swallowed a satisfied smirk. She was on a roll today.

She sighed, letting herself be tugged somewhat, making herself nearly dead weight to make it more difficult, making each foot step out to be an agonizingly difficult endeavour, as if her feet were composed of lead. "And what have I told you about rhyming? Rhyming causes injuries. You don't want an accidental stir stick to the eye, do you?"

She plopped in a nearby seat, at a table designated for two in a corner.

((OOC: Like hell am I doing that, if the update for either character is worth well over 20g apiece. D8 xD But if it's an alternating back and forth quickly thing, I will. <3 For wolfy this past time, he was just the only one conscious. xD

xDDD har... I was thinking more like, rp'ing moss on a log. Very interesting and fun to write about moss. 833 Ho yes, ze craziest. 8D;; ))


He followed up her comment with a blown kiss to the cashier, as he was straining to get her to follow him to a seat, up until her finally deciding to put her butt in one. He plopped down across from her and smirked. "No, I'll be a good boy, no rhyming... Only Colin Mochrie can pull white rhyming off. Puts Slim to shame, y'see." He nodded emphatically to his own idiotic rambling.

((OOC: Fine fine, lovey. xD <33 We'll do it your way~ *snug*

xDDD No, no moss. I mean it. I wanna rp Ki/Line~ T-T Like that whole, I start, you take over thing even. But ho well~ In time~))

She pursed her lips. "Iunno... We haven't heard much from Colin in the last few years, have we? And you leave Slim alone, before I find myself inclined by a force of rage to 'bust a cap in your ass'. If you catch my drift. Mmm..." She leaned over the table, crossing one arm over the other and linking her own fingers upside down. She yawned and stretched, before jerking back and stretching her arms above her head.

"Tiiired... That caffeine isn't coming a moment too soon. Waiting for you is hard work." She stuck her tongue out.

((OOC: xD Yey, I get my way for once~ <3 *bapped*

xD Aww.. but the moss could, lyk, constitute itself into a nature god~ D8 A nature god who has the power of... MOSS. *dun-dun-dunnnn* If that doesn't demand worship by the indigenous peoples, I don't know what would.
But yessu, I'll help with your Ki/Line urges soon enough, lovey <33 If for the third rp, you wanna start one of them and give me a third character to be for a while, that'd be <3 ))

"Hnn~" He grinned to himself and stretched too, having caught her yawn. "Oh well~ It's the rain's fault for making sleepy; we both love the sound of it. That, and the romance's fault. Our lovesickness can get pretty damn relaxing. And yes, I call talking about Colin Mochrie over coffee lovesickness." He grinned and perked up, eyeing the new order sitting on the pickup line of the counter, with the clerk looking around nervously, unsure if he should call him over. He slipped out of his seat and threw a mischievous grin down to Crys before sauntering over to the counter in the strangest way possible, spinning about, dancing with invisible partners, and playing markedly more invisible violins until he reached the counter, grabbing up either cup in his hands and making beeping truck back-up noises until he reached the table again, sitting down calmly and setting the drinks in front of their respective owners. He whispered under his breath, keeping a straight face, "I think that was a good one, if a little over-the-top. Had a good dash of flair to it."

((OOC: Oh shush. xD

Uhm, no? xDDD

Nyaaa, only if you're sure. Hmm, want to toss ideas back and forth with me for a plot so I don't throw you into anything too complicated? Though technically we're supposed to have an OOC thread in that forum for it, bah. D8 We can always use MSN if need be. Plus it's only the two of us here anyway.))

"I'm sure it is." A sideways smile at his comments, turned stifled snicker with a hand to cover her mouth as her sauntered over to get their order, a few snorts sneaking their way out of her in the process. He certainly knew how to make quite the spectacle of himself when he wanted to.

His comment upon sitting down caused a few more forced snorts, before catching her breath and swallowing hard to keep straight faced and stern. "You equal loser." She said at last, a grin twitching at either side of her lips. Regardless, she scooped her drink up eagerly and knocked back a hearty sip.

She jerked back with a start as the sugar hit her system. She grinned. "Oh damn that's good."

((OOC: Yey, timeskip! :'D ))


Helicopter blades tore through the air, creating a noise more than a little difficult to talk over.

"So this is the place?!"

"Yep, right down there!"

"Are you kiddin' me?! Hasn't he ever heard what an evil manor is supposed to look like?!" Matt leaned against the window, surveying the large castle, nestled in a valley below. Large, WHITE, castle, with a bit of blue trim, and what appeared to be a darling glassed in garden. "Clearly this guy needs some major Being A Vampire Lessons!"

"Yeah, well, I'll let you be the one to tell him to his face!"

"Land this thing and I'll be glad to!"

"Do you see any place to?"

"Yeah, how about all these villages nearby?!"

"Can't do it! We're already risking an incident with the Serbian government!"

"Well fine... but that's another thing! Couldn't he find any more vampire real estate just a little further over, in Transylvania?!"

The complaints went on like this for awhile.

-------------------

They touched down in a clearing.

A clearing nowhere at all near where their destination had been.

A clearing roughly fifty miles from said destination. Matt was pissed.

"I'm pissed!"

"You can stop yelling now, the helicopter's off."

"Maybe I feel like yelling, now! How the hell am I supposed to just stroll through 50 miles of dense forest, to get to this place?"

"Well, here's your GPS. Use it if you get lost."

"This is bull! I'm only human, I can't get that far by nightfall!"

"Dhampir."

"Oh yeah...Forgot about the whole 'You're a dhampir now lawlz' thing."

"Well, for a dhampir, traveling that far won't be very difficult.

"True, true.... Wait, why?"

"See that 'water' bottle in your backpack?"

"Yeah...?"

"Blood."

"Oh, great, I also forgot that that's apparently my new favourite sports drink; human blood. Where'd you get this stuff, anyway?"

"Eh, the blood bank had more than it needed, so we borrowed some."

"Right, well... I guess I'm just supposed to drink my good ol 'Super Juice' here and run the whole way, in your mind?"

"Pretty much."

"What if I run out?"

"There's more in the backpack. It should be enough to last you the mission, if you only use it when you need it."

"Right, 'cause running through a forest full of wild animals with a backpack full of blood is smart..."

"You can handle 'em."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence."

"Well, I've got a meeting to be at, so have fun killing the vampire."

"Wait wait wait.... shouldn't there be some slimes around here for me to level up on first?"

"... Eh?"

"Nevermind, you go, I'll find them. I'm sure they'll be throwing themselves at me left and right in the forest."

"Right, well, like I said; good luck."

And with that, the ever-supportive government official was on his way, no doubt back to a comfy chair in an air-conditioned office very much NOT in the middle of a Serbia, and more than likely not with a refreshing sports bottle of blood in hand.

"Oh well... time to be on my way, I guess~" Matt checked the GPS device given to him. "Aw, what a cute little blinking bat they used to represent the location of the evil being I'm supposed to vanquish~ Let's see... okay, thissa way."

"Hmm... don't use this stuff til I need it, huh? Well, okay..." And with that, he was off. And by off, I mean he was huffing and puffing within the first five minutes of stumble-running over logs and rocks. He slowed to a stop to catch his breath against a tree, breathing heavily. "Gaha... not so hard~ I wonder how many miles I just ran..." A quick check of the GPS. "... Point three?" He shook it. "Can't be right... " He turned around and looked back through the trees, still being able to make out the clearing at the end. "... Fuck that, I am SO drinking some blood right now."

He popped up the cap on his sports bottle and took a good, long swig, rather enjoying the taste. "Kah... refreshing. I'd rate it A Positive with a hint of AB Negative." As if he'd even had any since that relative shot glass in the basement of the Pentagon. But wait, hadn't that much been enough to...? Too late.
"Uh-oh... see, kids, this is why you should always read the dosage on your medicine..", he managed to joke aloud, laughing as every inch of his body started to burn hotter, muscles twitching and heartbeat beginning to race out of control. "Ohohohoho... this is not fantastic..." He couldn't help but laugh, more and more out of control, partly at his own recklessness when he hadn't had a clue what that amount would do to them, and mostly from what felt like sheer adrenaline running through his veins.
He stumbled around in confusion, groaning. "Guh... this is no good, I've gotta run it out of my system..."

He pulled together enough sense to remember what direction he was headed in before and took off at relative breakneck speed, logs becoming bounding boards and trees only blurs to grab and launch himself harder forward by.

"Gahaha, Matt, I don't think you need to fight those slimes anymore, we just reached level 50..." He laughed to himself several minutes later, his mind now only slightly more in control of his body. "This kicks so much ass..." He grinned stupidly, staring off into space. Not space as in, "he wasn't paying attention". Space. There were no more trees in front of him. To add to that, he found that there was no more ground below him. Sure, there was ground behind him, yeah. That was the 500ft ledge he'd just been on a few moments ago. But he didn't really need to look back, to figure that much out.

"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK, CLIFFCLIFFCLIFFCLIFFCLIFF!"

((OOC: Sure, I think we can go ahead and toss ideas back and forth in here, like this. It's our own damn thread, there's no point in us making another one, if we're not doing a great amount of conferring on it and don't have other people to keep up with. xD I can't see why anyone would wanna call us on it, anyway. Not like our RP's their business, unless it breaks ToS somehow. So hai, what did you have in mind~? Or should we just create singular OOC posts to discuss that, rather than at the beginnings of updates? >3> Whatever chu want, we're updating this one quickly enough, anyway. xD So, Ki, Line, some other simpleton, and a relatively uncomplicated situation. >>))


He smirked wider and snickered as he stuck a straw in his ice cap. "Well at least I'm an equal, now~ I had to try pretty hard to get that title, I tell you what. Got us banned from three restaurants and a mini mall, in the process."

He took a sip of his drink. "Mmmm... That is a nice. cap., right there." A contemplative grin. "Straw, I'm afraid you betray me with your narrow drinking capacity! Away with thee, for I shall drink by thy constraint no longer!" He made a big show of his announcement, jerking the straw from the container and slapping it down on the table, before sitting back down and calmly removing the lid, to sip his drink just like any other sane person in the room.

((OOC: XD Shit, be careful with time skips. I don't want where I am getting pushed ahead, hun. And shit for having to dig to find my own recent post. We need to frigging start interacting already! XD))

Her body felt strangely heavy again, more with each new step. That strange, loopy, not all lucid feeling from when she first awoke, only this time it wasn't unsettling. No, it was strangely calming. She was heavy yet felt so light she could have floated away. She nearly cooed to herself.

The scent and warmth around was growing more and more intoxicating, overwhelming, enveloping. Had her head been on straight, she would've taken note to the prickles on her skin, hair standing on end and chills running along her spine, but all seemed hazy and beyond her notice.

"Hello~?" She called again, her voice, she noted, coming out much more sing-song and light hearted than should have been, something about this place...

Colours seemed to swirl around her, making her giggle involuntarily. "It's so beautiful here... I know you're there, please come out and see me? Do you live in this beautiful place? What is this?" She padded along the grass, which was surprisingly soft as it barely bent under her feet, shifting right back into perfect and seemingly untouched shape each time she lifted her feet.

A butterfly fluttered past her face and she blinked out of her stupor if only briefly, taken back, before giggling. It was so pretty, like no breed she'd ever seen before, even at butterfly sanctuaries. A deep black, with blood red and purple spots that looked like large and threatening eyes, blinking at her each time the wings fluttered open and closed, like a little face that was flying just out of her reach. It flitted from flower to exotic flower. Each more beautiful and brightly coloured than the last. Like nothing she'd ever seen or smelled before.

"You're running away?" She pouted, clearly too stoned at this point to stop and ask herself the very vital and valid question of how this mysterious garden was sustaining life from indoors. "Well, wait for me~" She called, gathering up the bits of her skirt and happily running after.

A low and barely audible hiss came from somewhere unnoticed and unheard. "That's it, closer... I won't hurt you..."

"I'm coming after you~ So you better wait up!" A normal Crysseh would have demanded to know what the fuck was going on. Would have gotten all the facts and demanded a way out. Where our Crys had went was a mystery.

((OOC: Mm, valid points all, sweets. <3 Meh, beginning of updates works for me, but if you'd rather a few singular OOC posts, I'm fine with that. <3

Hrm, will you be taking over whoever you end up feeling most comfortable with, at some point? And who would you use? I can't toss plot ideas til I have at least that in mind to work with. xD))

She raised an incredulous eyebrow. "Are you calling me a loser, lover? Because I'll have you know, that's a very ill advised move." She sighed. "Oh yes, I recall those escapades, m'love. All too well. Methinks your acting may be a bit over the top."

She smirked at his currently over the top dramatics, waiting for him to set his drink down, only to swipe it. "Sip for the Crys!" before any protest could be had, she was already knocking back a sizable amount of his 'nice cap', just to be a bitch.

"Hmm... Nice indeed." She stuck her tongue out, raising up her own drink and taking another large gulp. "Mmm... a nice mix of hot and cold. I'm not sure if I'll get overheated or have a brain freeze. My tongue feels all tingly and hurty." She gave him a cheesy grin.

((This works fine for me too. X3 Hmm... yessu to taking over whoever I feel most comfortable with at some point. You could put me in the shoes of someone Ki and Line are to eventually gang up on and oust, if you wanted. xD Just some throwaway person. And I'd likely want to take over Ki, since he and I are, lyk, whoastrange counterparts. xD <3 Which, I was trying the other day to get my hair to levitate like his and having mild success. XDD <3))

Reclaiming the cup as quickly as he could when she sat it back down, he surveyed what contents remained and pouted. "You and your 'Sips for the Crys'~. You'd think I'd had it happen enough times to stop you by now. Ho well~..." He smirked and turned up the cup, downing a frothy gulp. "Mmm, I'll take cold any day... although~" He snatched her cup when she said it down and took a victory sip. A victory tongue-burn, rather. "Gahhh, hothothot!" He sat it back down and pushed it back in rejection. "What did I just tell myself about preferring the cold~?!"

((OOC: Hmm, we'll see. I don't really know. xD Maybe you can just make up a pre-existing friend for them, or even someone who comes in and causes drama between the couple for a while before you take over~ xD That could be fun.

Hmm, true, you are. Plus it might be weird having you play someone who is more or less me, while I play my own lover. xDD Though I wanna try that some time just to say we did. o3o

Oh? xDD))

She grinned wickedly at him, as if the tongue burning had been solely by her will alone. "Well, it serves you right, dirty thief!" Completely disregarding the fact she had been the initial thief, of course. He couldn't prove anything in court, and that's all that mattered.

"Mmm..." She knocked back another sip of her drink and surveyed her cup. "Caffeine levels reaching critical lows!" She squeaked dramatically. "Whatever shall we do?!"

She glanced out the window, where the rain had gone from moderate downpour to torrential onslaught, and she frowned. "Shit, it's really coming down, too..."

((OOC: xD I was thinking something along those lines, hai. You'd need to give me a setting for them to be in, though~?

xDD Hai, also what I was thinking. But yeah, I'm all for giving it a try just for fun.

Yes indeed. xD I'm so gonna get it styled like that some day, for stepping off the airplane or bus with it like that, meeting up with you. <333 ))

He giggled to himself at the caffeine emergency she was claiming. "You want the rest of mine, O' Decaffeinated One?" He slide it over to her with a laugh before joining her in noticing the rain. "Jeez... Hmm... what to do about that... the way I see it, the options are: One, play charades; winner take the clerks' sanity... Two, wait patiently and talk calmly, like two sane people (I don't particularly see this as an option), or Three, run like bats out of hell to my apartment a block away. What's your pick, lovey?"

((OOC: Hmm... I wonder where to start something like that? And it depends on whether you'd want to play a boy or a girl. xD Or both. Or surprise me~? Bar scene is instinctual, but seems too obvious. =x= Even if they spend a lot of their time in them. Hmm... Where would you like to be? o3o; *ponders* Trying to think where people meet if it's a new chara. xD Or how to introduce a friend if you wanna go that route.

Glee then. <3

xDDD You'd freak me out!))

She raised an eyebrow. "Do you even need to ask?" She stuck her hands out and waggled fingers in that familiar 'gimme!' way, sulking impatiently and pouting.

Another thoughtful glance outside. "Well, you know I'm always up for a good sanity gamble... But damn, though choice." She sighed, laying a finger alongside her cheek thoughtfully, supporting her elbow up with the other arm and tilting her head to the side.

"Torture, mayhem, or boredom? Well, I am rather peckish... Johnny, I think we'll take door number two. Or technically three, cause I can't think in order." A grin. "Bats out of hell it is. I'd ask if we could get caught in some poor civilian's hair along the way, but you know how I hate that misunderstood stereotype." A pout.

((OOC: xD I was automatically thinking bar scene too, so it is obvious. Hmm... well, I certainly -could- play a girl; I hadn't considered it. XD; But I will not play a hermaphrodite, that's going too far. D8 Hmm... iunno where Ki and Line usually are other than there.. >> Obvious as it is, it might be the place to start, unless we can think of somewheres better, iunno.

<33

xDDD Har~ Well, we'll see~ ;D I doubt I could make it on that long a trip with that precarious a hairstyle intact, no matter how much glue. XD ))


He laughed and grinned. "Mm, yes, I know how much of an activist you are for bats' rights not to be stereotyped~" He paused, thinking while she finished the newly acquired source of caffeine. "Let's get goin', then~" He slid out of his seat and stood up. "Shall we waltz out, as usual?" He held his hands at the ready for her to join him in a waltz for the door.

((OOC: I meant both as in two characters, smartass. xD; It would be interesting whoever you played. Hell, potential for some messed up love square. xD

Hmm, only problem with that is, I don't see either willing to hook up or fraternize too long with someone they met likely liquored up, or even in that seedy of a setting. But my OCs have surprised me before. xx

xDDD Very true factor.))

"Damn right." She pursed her lips. "Somebody has to be in this day and age. Hrm." She remained her seat for a moment, giving him a quick up and down glance. "Always one for dramatics, aren't you?" A high pitched and dramatic sigh, taking his hand and rising to her feet, dismissing the subject. "Regardless, I thought you'd never ask, I'd be honoured. Shall I lead or will you, lovey?"

((OOC: xD Ha, I know~ .... I mean didn't know, gosh, what do you take me for; a smart person~? D8 xD A love square, you say... that sounds just confusing enough to work! 8D;

xD Hai, I was thinking just that. But maybe I'm particularly veluptuous and/or hawt. 8D

D8 Still, photos shall be taken one day.))

A grin, getting into proper positioning of hands and feet. "I'll lead, I believe. Ready, then? Off we go~ One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two three. One, three, three, seven." He cast a glance to the cashier who was trying to pretend not to look, as the two neared the door. "Call me~!" A quick typical phone hand gesture. "Out we go~" He disengaged from the waltzing and swept the door open. "Ehh... think the gentlemanly thing is for me to go first, in this case." He slipped out and held it open for her to follow, before the two took off running, splashing puddles everywhere in their wake.

((OOC: xDD I know!

Har, you raise a valid point, I guess. I'm not sure how to start that setting out, though. *ponders* Any ideas? It'd be fun to at least get an intro up tonight or tomorrow before you leave.

xD good. <3))

She cackled wildly with glee as the waltzed, grinning at him as they parted and he tormented the clerk one last time. "You dance divinely, my love. I am impressed."

No time for a response however as she suddenly found herself outside, desperately holding her hood down to cover herself and booking it down an thankfully empty but for her love, sidewalk, like there was no tomorrow.

Pants were disgustingly muddied and soaked, and she gave up on avoiding puddles, rather thriving in hitting each and every one that dared to stand before her, hitting herself and her love in the process.

She let out a wild shriek of glee. "We have to do this more often!" She shouted over the dull roar of the rain pounding down everywhere around them and cars speeding by in lake like puddles on the asphalt.

((OOC: Hmm... well, I don't think my brain has the staying-up energy left in it for an intro tonight. v3v We just need to both wake up early tomorrow, ne? You said you had to get your mom up at 9, anyway. My body will likely wake me up at 10:30 like it's been doing for the past couple days, but if you get up before that, feel free to try texting me awake, as I need to be awake to start packing suitcases and things, so we can have some time still.))

She landed a foot right in a particularly big puddle beside him as they went along, sending all manner of muddy water soaking his legs. "Gaaah~ Are we there yet?", He puffed out, sloshing along the sidewalk. "You may be enjoying yourself, but I am getting one hell of a work-out today. In the morning, I'm gonna wish I didn't have legs.", he laughed, complaining over the sound of the rain.

The two rounded a corner and came up to a familiar stoop. Matt fumbled into his pocket and produced a set of keys, having no small difficulty with getting the right one to turn the lock, but finally getting that relieving click, and swinging the door open as fast as he could, to usher Crys in; wet, cold, but still determined to be a gentleman.

((OOC: XD I figured. No, she has to be up, not me, so I didn't want to keep her up. Ne, well, if I'm not up, text me when you get up, okay? I want as much time as possible.

We'll see then. <33

Any input though?))

She didn't justify his complaint with a response. Mostly because she knew full well she did it on purpose, and was itching to respond with her own complaints, but wouldn't allow her negative side the satisfaction. It was winning out in far too many other ways, today.

Regardless, she was more than happy to be ushered in to the warming atmosphere of his apartment and drew in a deep breath. It smelled familiar. Comforting. Like him. It always made her feel so happy to visit that she ached every time they had to part ways and she headed home again.

She passed a glance over her shoulder at him, taking in the cute and pitiful sight of his soaked body, looking very much like a drowned cat, well, fox, before commenting. "Oi, what did I say about catching something? You better dry up." Completely disregarding her own drippings, of course.

((OOC: Ahh, I gotcha. Hai, lover, I'll try to text you soon as I get up. I want as much time as we can get, too... <333

Nya, hai.. <33

Ah, I meant to add input. xD; But, eh, nunuh, really.. v3v; Brain's so sleepy, it can't innovate any real ideas towards it </3 If I think of anything as I'm going off to sleep tonight or anything like that, I'll remember, though, to tell you in the morning, love. <3 ))

((OOC: Thank you then love. <333 Glad we're on the same page.

Aww, that's okay, lover. We can just figure out something tomorrow before you go, even if it means no posts as a result. <3

At least we have plottage going for the other two now. Well, .5 plottage, anyway.))

((OOC: Explained the timeline on MSN, so no worries there anymore. xD And we'll start interacting as soon as that stupid Matt stops falling to his death. D8
))


Legs went kicking through the air, flailing for all desire not to be located so death-ensuringly high up at that moment.

"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK....FUCK...FUCK.. .. FUCK?"

Weren't you supposed to fall faster, as you approached the earth? Odd. Gravity must've slept in today, 'cause this was not what was happening; his stream of death-anticipating obscenities slowing to single obscenities of confusion.

He looked around rather frantically. Ground? Check. Sky? Check. Glowing red aura? Check. Wait, what? That hadn't been high on his 'hofuck I'm gonna die' checklist. Still, he wouldn't be able to appreciate his radioactive light show if the trees that were seconds away from skewering him didn't get out of the way. He shut his eyes tight and yelled out on this way down, "The American government screws me over agaaaain!"

He felt trees scuffing past his legs. "Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap!" But eh? His vertical decent seemed to be a little more on the sideways side of things, now, heading more across the trees than down through them. "Hokay, this is a new one..." He caught the tops of a few trees with his flailing kicks, pushing himself higher. "Ohohoho, look at me now, laws of physics, you can go screw yourselves!" A harder push against the next high branch and he was gliding across the top of the forest for the next couple of minutes. "Oh yeah, that's right, I can fly, uh-huh, fuck you." But maybe 'fly' wasn't the right word for it, as the red haze grew dimmer and gravity began to take its revenge in the form of a fast-approaching ground. "Fuuuuck~! Where's the air brakes?!" He swiveled around and tried his best to go in the opposite direction to slow his fall, but to little avail, as branches scraped narrowly past and he clawed out after any he could lose a little momentum on. "OOMFH!" He'd feel that one in the morning.

"Grahhh... " He crawled slowly to his feet, stumbling around. "Feel like I was run over by a truck... or a Romanian tree canopy... or some unholy speeding mix of the two..." Never too disoriented to make jokes for nobody to hear, he always thought. He collapsed against a tree for awhile to rest and check his gear. GPS? Check. Backpack full of blood? Check. Other necessities that he really thought the government of the united states would've given a supernatural crack commando of evil-slaying justice? Funny, there didn't seem to be many. Plenty of blood, though, and thankfully in rather burst-proof packets, he discovered the hard way from landing on his back. A good thing, too, 'cause he would've popped like a fat tick, otherwise. Mmmm, that's some good imagery right there.

A check of the ever-colourful GPS of Evil Location Revealing and the little flashing smiley-faced bat seemed closer than he imagined it would be. Must've run for longer than he could remember before he'd gained enough consciousness to control himself. At any rate, the sun was setting fast and he didn't want to get caught out here in the dark, so it was time to keep moving. A quick, smaller swig of blood and he was off and running soon enough, stupidly laughing to himself at the craziness of it all and singing his own modified version of We're Off To See The Wizard.

We're off to see the vampire, The horrible vampire lord.
Becoz, becoz, becoz, becoz, becoz.
Becoz of the horrible things he does~

He amused himself far too easily.