Master and Servant
||October 09, 2018 21:03|
||November 30, 2018 17:47|
||December 07, 2018 19:43|
||December 18, 2018 19:16|
|Eloise Buchanan||Elle left the nightclub earlier than usual and decided to walk back to her apartment rather than get a cab since it wasn’t far. To be clear, she was not expecting to come across anything of interest and yet those are the time you most often do. Not far from the doors of a pub she had never frequented stumbled a man, highly intoxicated. The usual run of the mill for this time of night.
Behind him, another man followed slightly after. To Elle it was obvious he was following the first man, but then as a predator, she noticed such things. The man in front had no clue he was about to have a very bad night. On top of that, neither of these men smelled completely human to her, there was just something off.
She let them pass, her whiskey gaze sweeping up to the second man to see if it was a face she recognised. It wasn’t. Once passed, she stopped to adjust a strap on her shoe, then she turned and quietly followed as well. One or both would be a meal for her this night.
|February 22, 2019 20:09|
||February 24, 2019 14:56|
|Eloise Buchanan||Feeling too close to the action she backed off and then crossed the street and got ahead of them. She disappeared into the dark recess of a closed shop. They were definitely not human, and she had never fed on anything that wasn't. What would their blood taste like?
She had no weapons on her apart from her trusted balisong, because that just went everywhere with her. How easy would they be to subdue? This was her biggest issue being new to the Realm and having spent far too long among humans. She didn't know her strength against her own kind or other immortals.
Guess she would have to wing it and hope her skills were transferrable. Ugh, sounded like she was going for a fvcken job interview.
Her eyes trained on the two as she watched to see where they would go.
|February 24, 2019 22:28|
||February 25, 2019 10:42|
|Eloise Buchanan||Elle watched appreciating the beautiful fluid movement of the supernatural predator as he flew towards her. Not a vampire, few witches moved like that, so he was most likely a demon. She could have got away, but ever the curious one, she wanted to see where this might go.
He pinned her to the wall and kept her there easily which told her he was strong, possibly even holding back and if she needed to get away breaking his hold would likely prove difficult.
A knife and a spike, overkill? Yes, she thought, but it did show he wasn’t messing around and she shouldn’t piss him off further. Regardless, if he thought she was afraid of him, he was very much mistaken.
“I wasn’t tracking you, specifically. It’s more that I was bored and a little curious.” Elle glanced at the knife at her throat. “Judging by your reaction, I interrupted something that was more than your average demon hunting a feed. Can I help? We are on the same side after all.”
|February 28, 2019 02:36|
||March 01, 2019 06:36|
|Eloise Buchanan||“Yes! We are, and I have nothing better to do right now.”
Elle breathed a little easier when he stepped back. He was intense, and she wondered what had happened in his world to make him that way. She had lived through some rough things in her vampiric life. She had seen and been the cause of more than enough deaths, and not all for food, so she wasn’t entirely green. However, his demeanour led her to think his experience was something different from hers altogether. There were still things for her to learn.
“Look, you’ve got nothing to lose and everything to gain. Another pair of eyes, ears and hands to help out. Worst case scenario I end up dead, no skin off your nose, right?”
|March 01, 2019 07:15|
||March 03, 2019 21:38|
|Eloise Buchanan||Elle had on low heels tonight, yet regardless of her considerable height she still had to look up at the demon. He was a big guy.
“A little over 200 years.” She shrugged, there were some considered that all but newborn for a vampire, she wasn’t one of them. She followed his gaze to the man across the road still very drunk. What was the deal here?
‘You want to be my partner?’
“Sure, why not? So, why are you following this guy? What’s this all about?” Maybe she should have asked this before agreeing to anything, but she felt the need just to break out and do something different in her life.
|March 04, 2019 00:15|
||March 04, 2019 11:26|
|Eloise Buchanan||When he called her 'partner' Elle couldn't help but grin. He was clearly reluctant to the setup but was going along with it anyway. Perhaps he too needed something different in life.
"Understood. I'm Elle, what do I call you?" she whispered then nodded for emphasis at his words to show she would do as instructed.
She was both excited now and nervous at what was ahead of her.
|March 05, 2019 20:35|
||March 14, 2019 03:56|
|Eloise Buchanan||“Fine!” She said as she placed her hands on her hips. Grumpy ass demon seemed the most appropriate name. Regardless of his temper she still wanted to help out. She had things to learn and traveling with this demon was probably going to be a sink or swim situation. Learn fast or die.
“But you know that’s going to make it really…whoa,” she dodged out of the way as she saw the demon move. The drunk had come to his senses.
Elle got behind the drunk ready to cut off his escape route if needed, as the demon prepared for the next attack.
|March 14, 2019 20:53|
||March 18, 2019 20:00|
|Eloise Buchanan||Her demonic companion easily took the drunk down with a well-placed dagger to the skull. That takes some strength to ram it through, right through the brain, and drunk guy was dead before he hit the ground.
The demon was not overly happy about the situation; she could understand that it sounded like he’d been after him a long time.
“Yeah, I’m a vampire; we’re always hungry.” She grinned at him then stared as he tore out the heart of his victim and started to eat it.
“Is that sanitary?” Then realised he asked her a question. “No, never tried demon blood.” She knelt and ran two long fingers through the cavity in the dead guy gathering blood on them and popped them in her mouth. “That’s tasty. Why were you tracking him in the first place?”
|March 19, 2019 04:43|
||March 20, 2019 00:43|
|Eloise Buchanan||Elle stood licking blood off her lips and fingers. Hmm, she thought, demon blood was pretty damn good, there was almost a burnt flavour to it. She made sure to exsanguinate the body, which was pretty much vampire 101. Greedy lot.
Watching her demon compatriot set the corpse on fire, she wished she could do that, finding a dumpster or burying the body was a pain in the butt.
"Good, I have a lot of questions." She responded keeping stride with him her long legs attempting to match his pace. "Can we go somewhere where there is vodka perhaps?"
|March 20, 2019 00:57|
||March 20, 2019 04:57|
|Eloise Buchanan||Elle sat up as the demon brought her a bottle of vodka. She could feel the beginnings of something as if mist or vapour was rolling through her system beginning in her legs. Slowly, seductively numbing her limbs, coaxing them to relax.
Taking a long pull of the vodka, she set the bottle down as the muscles in her torso and arms relaxed, and she fell back onto the softest downiest mattress she had ever felt. Surrounded by cotton wool, her body buoyed by it and sinking into it at the same time. So. Very. Relaxed. She decided she would stay here forever.
Colours and sounds played across her senses, was someone talking to her? Eyelids fluttered as she tried to make sense of the stimuli and yet didn’t care about it at all.
She was sure she could hear blood pumping through her veins and her heart beating, did the demon blood do that? She didn’t have a heart. Like the lion in the Wizard of Oz she just needed a heart. Hers had stopped long ago. Maybe the wizard would give her a new one. She would find him as soon as she could get up.
“Are you the wizard?” she whispered to no one, or someone, maybe the demon. Why was a demon here, would he give her more blood? They were going to do something…important. Save the world, yes they would save it. Elle drifted in and out of a reality coated with dreams and shadows, a world only she could see and hear.
Eventually, the demon blood wound through her system, and she slept for a time. That was the most unusual part; she hadn’t slept since becoming a vampire. When she awoke her head felt heavy, and it took her time to sit up and reacquaint herself with reality.
“I slept,” she spoke slowly. “I never sleep. How long have I been out?” Elle asked the demon shaking her head gently. “That is some powerful sh_t right there.”
|March 20, 2019 08:02|
||March 21, 2019 20:22|
|Eloise Buchanan||The wizard, oh yeah, she remembered how important that had seemed during her demon blood high. She laughed and shook her head, though she was surprised she hadn't slept as it really felt like it.
Looking over the list, Elle picked up the vodka and took a few swigs of it. The next name was someone she had met.
“Langley Tanner. I met this person, umm vampire a couple of years ago. He always seemed a little shady to me but then vampires tend to keep to themselves, our nocturnal activities aren’t always on the up and up. There was something off about him. Like he was looking for an opportunity to get one over on you.”
She folded the list and gave it back to him.
“What is this all about? Why do you need to find these people so badly?”
|March 22, 2019 09:20|
||March 22, 2019 20:29|
|Eloise Buchanan||Elle listened intently when he gave a run down of what was going on, she didn't like the sound of any of it and people randomly dying pissed her off.
"What the hell is worth enduring torture for? Something powerful," Elle mused, then looked at the demon. "I mean really f*cking powerful. We've got to stop this." She chewed her lip a moment then whispered almost as if she was worried she would be overheard. "What if it's an Elder, I mean could it be?"
Eyeing him as he gave the bottle back she drank deeply again. "How am I feeling? Good, better than good. On top of that I have Langley's number. I'll set up a social meet up and if he's not helpful we can put the hurt on him." She pursed her lips. "When I say we, I mean you. I'm good cop. Deal?"
|March 22, 2019 21:58|
||April 03, 2019 02:27|
|Eloise Buchanan||Elle sighed, her idea about it being an Elder was dashed. "Almost killed Van Helsing? That's insane. Alright, I'll call Langley now so we can see what he knows."
She made the phone call and set up a date at a local pub. Langley was a bit of a creep, and if things went south, she wouldn't care much if the demon chewed up the vampire and spat out the bones.
With a quirk of her lips, Elle lifted her bottle in salute and drank deeply before wiping her mouth.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world!"
A short time later Elle and the demon entered the pub and met up with Langley who was a six-foot greasy vampire that smelled like he hadn't bathed in days. He clearly expected to be meeting up with Elle alone but was too polite, or more likely scared, to say anything to the huge demon at her side.
During chit chat, she threw in random things about demons going missing and he grew steadily uncomfortable. She was sure he knew something.
"Langley why don't we go and find a snack together," she said smiling at him. He seemed to take the bait, and she turned to her demon partner. "You don't mind, do you?" she asked hoping he was getting her plan that they could get Langley outside then take him someplace else for questioning. She figured the demon had that part covered.
|April 03, 2019 07:33|