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Post by Ornock Wulfierr on Jul 2, 2010 15:44:47 GMT -8
Ornock waited for what felt like forever. He even turned on the battery to his car two or three times to make sure that he wasn't imagining that Chris was taking his sweet fucking time. He even walked off and into a side alley waiting for Chris so he could be in ambush position. It was then that his sensitive nose picked up the man's cheap French cologne as he had taken him outside and coincidentally almost right at Ornock.
Ornock waited till the man froze and just as he said 'What's that smell?' Ornock walked out of the shadows and into the light. Still in his man form grinning at the boy and the new man he saw. "I said the same damn thing when I got here. Turns out Mossy over there thinks the unbathed smell of vampire is sexy"
He took a step forward toward Tulio bringing him easily into Ornock's striking range and grinned at the boy. "Good Job Mossy. I was starting to doubt you believe it or not. " He turned to Tulio and for once his intelligence played through. "May the maker watch over you and guide you on the path to join his garden. May he grant you mercy in the afterlife. For you shall find none with me. " He stepped closer now in Tulio's range and his eyes were almost feral. "You will tell the boy what he wants to hear. If I don't believe you or he don't believe you, I'm sending you to my god. If you make a loud noise. I will rip your throat out and place it at the boys feet to with as he wills. I have I made myself clear? If you try to run now I will catch you, and I'm old enough and strong enough to catch any vampire except a true ancient"
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Post by Christopher Saunders on Jul 2, 2010 16:02:42 GMT -8
Tullio’s eyes went hooded. “Christopher.” He said tightly, earning Chris a flash back of the young boy who had snuck out to go horseback riding. “What is the meaning of this?” Defiance lit his face at Ornock’s words. He had met this man before, in fact, he’d been in the room the day he had first been brought to the Lord’s Court.
“I want to know who killed my Parents.” Christopher said frostily, eyes glinting with a blunted rage.
“I don’t know that. How would I?”
“Because you did it.” Chris hissed, hands balling into fists.
Tullio chuckled darkly, “No, I didn’t.” His eyes changed to a dull purple.
Chris stuttered something unintelligible, and broke out in shivers.
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Post by Ornock Wulfierr on Jul 2, 2010 16:19:11 GMT -8
Ornock moved with speed that was fluid and beautiful if one was just watching it. But if you were on the receiving end it was violent and painful. Ornock's fist crashed into Tulio's head with a sickening thud that was slightly restrained.
"I told you to answer the fucking question honestly and truthfully Tulio" His eyes were now on fire as it was obvious he was channeling his werewolf powers into his human form. His eyes were definitely on fire and it was obvious as he grinned at Tulio "Do you forget that Stephen was a friend of mine you little prick?"
He unclenched his fist at that time and his nails now looked more like claws as he grinned at the man. His teeth were growing longer as he looked at the man and then at Chris. "Steel yourself Mossy. This vampire isn't from your clan it is turning out. He is acting like Black Raven Scum"
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Post by Christopher Saunders on Jul 2, 2010 16:26:57 GMT -8
Tullio didn’t make a sound, but calmly wiped the blood from his skull, casting it to the ground at Chris’s feet. “Alright then, since your little pup is going to kill me anyway.” He hissed at the Boy Lord. “It was quite simple really. And you know what? You were supposed to die too. You just like that bitch of a Mother and Ignorant fool of a Father you had.” The nice guy exterior was gone…
….And Christopher’s temper erupted. With a deadly grace, he flicked a hand, the faulty control the man had put on him broken, and sent him into a toppling heap at the ground. “Never speak of my parents that way, you bastard.” He spat, fangs shredding his lip worse with each syllable. “Enjoy Ornock.”
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Post by Ornock Wulfierr on Jul 2, 2010 16:42:55 GMT -8
Ornock restrained a roar as he pounced on the slumped vampire sinking his claws into the arm right at the shoulder socket slicing straight through into the concrete below sinking effectively pinning the arms so that if he moved it would rip off his arms for him.
"You have been judged on earth to be undeserving of life and loyalty. If the maker embraces you in the next life may you enjoy his warmth and love. " He started to pull on his arms and a tearing and popping sound could be heard as Ornock started to pull the vampire's shoulder smoothly and slowly out of socket. "For I will not show you that warmth and love. "
It was then that he roared and his full strength came to bear as he ripped the arms off of the body. He then leaned forward snarling as his teeth bit into the man's throat and he actually ripped it out. Blood and gore started to fly around him as he ate the vampire. It had been about two weeks since he had eaten and he was hungry enough. He had made sure to rip the liver out separately and after he had eaten everything he could, minus the clothing, he stood up and looked at Chris nibbling the liver and tilting his head.
"What now Mossy?"
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Post by Christopher Saunders on Jul 2, 2010 16:52:19 GMT -8
Chris had turned his back on the gore, but was still able to hear all of the sounds. He turned slowly, wrinkling his nose at the liver eating. "Disgusting. You are trying something else... Like a gourmet steak, something cooked, later." Crouching down, he stuck his hand in one of the body's pants pockets, before he drew it out, car keys in his grip.
"Now," Clearing his throat, he continued. "We go search his car and make sure there's nothing else that we have to get rid of to hide this evidence." Christopher brushed the ground, eyes flashing emerald, and with and eerie noise, tiny little vines began to spring up and swallow the body in the earth. "Fertilizer. A better fate then he deserved."
Pressing the lock on the car keys, a silver Viper chirped.
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Post by Ornock Wulfierr on Jul 2, 2010 16:58:57 GMT -8
Ornock looked at Chris for a minute blinking as he bit into the liver now and chewed it grinning at Chris. "Cooked food is only so good. If you cook it you lose half of the nutrients and blood that was in the meat to begin with. But for your sake of ... 'Delicacy ' I will try it. "
When Ornock heard the viper chirp he grinned at it taking off his trench coat going into the trunk of his charger and putting on his shirt again smiling and making sure that blood was no longer on his face as he looked at Chris.
"I will leave you to your car inspection. I am sure you will find some stuff that will set us onward. Plus, this is for you. I got my revenge. If someone else is responsible now it is no longer my problem. " He sat in the opened trunk as he looked at Chris watching to see if he had an interesting reaction.
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Post by Christopher Saunders on Jul 2, 2010 17:07:22 GMT -8
“It would appear I’ve made a friend in you.” Chris chuckled to himself. “And Delicacy isn’t always bad. Cook it rare, that’s the only way I like meat period. Nice and bloody.” Licking his lips, he turned, and walked over to the Viper. "And I'm sure I'll learn to deal!" He called back.
Unlocking it, he moved and sat in the driver side seat, opening the compartments, and riffling through them to find a lot of cash, lists of hotels, and many other things. Including two he grabbed up. One being a list of his own residences and travel routes, and the other being a letter with his family seal on it in wax. Inside, was also a business card.
Christopher,
If you have found this, it is only because you’ve killed me. Which means you know. I suggest you get running, and fast. There’s a contact waiting for this day, and he won’t stop until you are lain dead upon the throne room’s floor.
Tullio
Chris growled, folding it harshly and shoving the two papers into his pockets. He walked back to Ornock at a slow pace. "It would appear there's another contact interested in killing the royal family." He sighed.
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Post by Ornock Wulfierr on Jul 3, 2010 11:37:48 GMT -8
"Good, nothing like a death threat to get the blood pumping early in the night no?" Ornock grinned at Chris and then shook his head at the friend comment. Ornock was not a very good friend due to his solitary nature but he remembered an old promise to Chris's father. He cracked his neck to the left and then attempted to the right.
"Whats the next move Mossy? I say we just lay in wait and spring a trap. It works a lot better if they don't know we are on to them. " He grinned and started back to the driver's side opening the car door and sitting down. He started the engine and rolled down the windows. "Ready to go?"
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Post by Christopher Saunders on Jul 3, 2010 21:20:59 GMT -8
Chris chuckled tiredly and managed his own grin back. “Exactly.” Whether the Were would admit it or not, Chris had the feeling that they were warming up to each other as friends, slightly less hostile and secretive, and more talkative and open.
Standing still for several minutes, his demeanor changed, eyebrows knitting together, clearly broadcasting that he was thinking. “Do you think I should burn it? Or take it?” It was clear that he had no idea what to do with the Viper. This was definitely something he had no prior experience of studying, actually having it happen, or even hearing it happen to somebody else. There was the childlike innocence, yet again.
Chris scratched his chin, feeling the stubble. “I say we can do whatever, stay and wait, or no. But in any case, I demand that I get a hotel room and some razors. This bothers me.” He scratched the stubble again.
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Post by Ornock Wulfierr on Jul 4, 2010 10:58:46 GMT -8
"Leave it here, send one of your clean up teams to take care of the vehicle. I for one would never drive in that car considering who had owned it before. " He looked over and nodded as he heard Chris's demand. He looked through the town then laughed at the only hotel there was.
"Fine, we will get you a hotel . Its not my fault you can't shave with your own claws. " He drove to the nearest hotel and parked in front of it. He looked at Chris "This is your stop for tonight kid. I need to go scope out the area. "
After Chris got out of the car Ornock drove and parked it and then he slung a backpack on his back and walked off to the wilderness. He was never one for creature comforts like hotel rooms and the such. He preferred to camp it where the smells of humanity weren't assailing him from all directions.
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Post by Christopher Saunders on Jul 4, 2010 11:46:21 GMT -8
With that statement from Ornock, the key was smashed into a knarled heap of metal bits, and some shattered pieces of plastic.
“Tomorrow then. And there’s no way in hell I’d ever do that, I might scar my beautiful face.” He chuckled, clearly meaning it as a joke. Christopher gave Ornock his farewell for the evening, and strode off to acquire a room, and some razors. Once he’d finished with shaving, a phone call for a clean up crew was in order, which finished in less than five minutes.
Seeming to realize how hungry he really was, Christopher made a second phone call, and for a brief time, a feeder showed up, also bringing him a suitcase with some changes of clothing in it. The blood ran like silk down his throat, and he finished, perhaps taking slightly more then necessary, before he sent her away.
The bed was a gift from God on his sore and exhausted body.
The Following Day…
Chris roused early, feeling a pang of mild hatred at Ornock for having forced him to get used to sunlight hours. It sucked. Staggering and occasionally swaying when he tried to steady himself, much like somebody with a hangover, which he did have in a way from the blood, Christopher just managed to wash and dress himself. Observing himself in the mirror, he noticed even his eyes were bloodshot.
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Post by Ornock Wulfierr on Jul 4, 2010 13:49:40 GMT -8
Ornock on the other hand slept the sleep of a new born puppy. He walked back and actually went to the hotel where chris was at. He snuck up and actually opened the window by applying the right amount of pressure at key points on the window sill. It popped open and when he observed himself in the mirror there was Ornock sitting on the window sill looking out at the beautiful night.
"Sleep well Mossy? I for one, slept beautiful and only woke up a few minutes ago " He grinned and continued to look out the window perched on the window sill belying the grace that Ornock actually had hidden inside of him.
"Well, you ready for another day? I say we move back to your court, let your guards protect you because your god only knows what kind of pet they are sending after you now" He finally looked inside and Chris would see Ornock for what he was for a minute. An extremely old human, who had lived far beyond his time and he was frankly starting to get world weary. He had had enough of the intrigues and plots of courts and that is why he had faded out of the world over 50 years ago.
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Post by Christopher Saunders on Jul 5, 2010 17:08:24 GMT -8
"Fairly." Chris yawned. "And I guess even you Weres need your beauty sleep; I know Vampires do, otherwise we get... bitey." He chuckled, clicking his teeth together, and tossing his come into his open suit case. The blonde that was his hair was styled once more: artfully messy, just the way he liked it. "I think I woke up about an hour ago myself."
Raising his arms, stretching his shoulders, and letting out a small breath, Chris nodded. "I think that sounds like the best course of action... Speaking of pets, I think Tullio thought you were mine." He gave a laugh, despite his slightly tired appearance. "Just the thought... No, too big. You'd probably brankrupt me."
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Post by Ornock Wulfierr on Jul 5, 2010 19:09:55 GMT -8
Ornock growled and it was pretty menacing especially what Chris had just said. "You need to drop that thought chain from your mind. I would not take well to anyone trying to make me a 'pet'"
He hopped down from the window sill and walked over to Chris and motioned at the door. "Let's go. I think you need to go back to court quickly so you can get this over with. I want to find out who was over all behind this now . " He started for the door and paused at it and looked back at Chris "By the way, next person who calls me a pet will be my pet inside my stomach" With that he left the room and started downstairs the human way for the car.
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