Rune
Rogue Werewolf
Mercenary
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Post by Rune on Jun 14, 2007 23:23:06 GMT
Smartly dressed in a dark, faintly stripped female business suit and carrying a briefcase, the dark haired young woman blended into the background, so that the few people she passed on her walk hardly noticed her. Those that did were just left with a lingering impression of someone smart, professional and clearly someone who knew where they were going. Rune Wynter had long ago learnt that so long as you fit the area clothes wise and acted as if you had a destination in mind, nobody noticed you. In her line of business it was imperative that nobody noticed her.
Rune paused at the back entrance to a building and looked up at it, slowly reaching up to her face with her right hand. Idly she pulled her black shades away from her face, sharp green eyes taking in the height of the building, the access and the apartment emptiness. The front side overlooked one of the more popular used streets of the city and would be perfect for her job.
Casting a glance around her to make sure she was alone, Rune slammed her shoulder into the locked door, the wood no match for her enhanced strength. She ducked into the empty building and pushed the door shut behind her.
Continued at: The Rooftops
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Ramski
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Fighter
Let's get a little violent, shall we?
Posts: 18
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Post by Ramski on Dec 18, 2007 5:23:18 GMT
POST TIMESKIP
"Hot damn..."
The small gaggle of females had obviously heard him; they paused in their trek toward the nearby club and blinked, bewildered. He just grinned in return, stepping out of the shadow of the alley. Three blondes, two brunettes and a redhead -- a real redhead, by the look of her. Levi's mouth pulled up at one corner as he looked over the parcel of humans. Of course, they were little more than prey, but that didn't mean they couldn't be attractive.
A few of them giggled before their 'leader', one of the blondes, grabbed their attention in an impatient fashion. Levi growled once their backs were turned, "Interested, Richardson?"
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Jesse
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Senior Fighter
You're on the brink of spilling some red in the sink...
Posts: 43
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Post by Jesse on Jan 8, 2008 1:46:08 GMT
Jesse didn't understand the attraction of blondes. It was such a dim color. There was more to be found in browns and reds... but he'd not been attracted to another female in nearly a century.
"They wouldn't be much sport -they look like twigs." His lighter clicked and the flame flared in the dim. "Though getting them out and then seperating them..." A sorting of culling of the herd. "And remember what happened to you the last time we chased females wearing those useless pointed things."
Jesse's nose was clogged with the perfumes of the woman and the smoke of the city. His eyes betrayed nothing as he stood there, easily smoking a cigarette.
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Ramski
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Fighter
Let's get a little violent, shall we?
Posts: 18
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Post by Ramski on Jan 14, 2008 1:37:39 GMT
Ramski felt his wolf bristle irritably. He definitely remembered that fiery female. Girl hadn't gone down without a fight, and a damned good one, but even being stabbed with a stiletto hadn't been enough to stop him. Once Levi had made up his mind about his prey, nothing short of a silver bullet would stop him.
And he was pretty sure these little tarts had no silver on them.
"I'm a risk-taker, Jess, you know that," Ramski responded with a crooked smile. He kept his eyes on the retreating females. "Besides, that redhead looks like one hell of a good time."
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Jesse
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Senior Fighter
You're on the brink of spilling some red in the sink...
Posts: 43
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Post by Jesse on Jan 20, 2008 0:52:51 GMT
He took a last pull on his cigarette and tossed it away. Ramski's energy was obvious, and if these girls could run - the evening might be entertaining. Ramski had a way of inspiring fear that Jesse found intriguing - though he was no slouch.
He put his lighter in his pocket and checked for his blade. "Only silver in the alley is mine. Only way you'll get that is if you do something really stupid." He punched the other fighter on the arm and moved out of the alley, putting on a calm face. "Lets catch up to them."
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Ramski
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Fighter
Let's get a little violent, shall we?
Posts: 18
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Post by Ramski on Jan 25, 2008 20:41:26 GMT
"Ow..."
His mutter was a half-hearted one; Jesse usually held one helluva lot of power behind his hits, but it hardly phased Levi. He grinned, stepping into pace beside the elder wolf as they tracked the small group of human women. The redhead was just the kind of fun he needed -- she looked fit, probably a runner, and Ramski admired the soft curves of her body that he could see through her enticing ensemble. Maybe he'd play with her for awhile before he really let loose.
"Red's mine," he rumbled to Jesse. In a flash, he was in the midst of the group, smile wide and warm as he greeted them with enough charm to dazzle even the most chilly heart.
"Ladies, good evening. And where would you all be headed to on this lovely night?"
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Jesse
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Senior Fighter
You're on the brink of spilling some red in the sink...
Posts: 43
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Post by Jesse on Jan 25, 2008 23:20:48 GMT
Jesse took a position slightly behind Ramski, placing the redhead and another brunette between himself and the other fighter. He tried to smile, but it never really worked well, so he put his cigarette in his mouth after saying, "Any trouble we can help you into?"
The pair giggled - the blonde looked annoyed. "We're going clubbing."
Jesse looked down at the brunette next to him. "Clubs are so loud.. nothing quite as free as the city, I think, and my friend here is very entertaining..." He could smell her blush, and the attraction, but it did nothing but make him pity her. Humans had no senses.
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Ramski
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Fighter
Let's get a little violent, shall we?
Posts: 18
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Post by Ramski on Jan 31, 2008 18:06:27 GMT
"You could come with us?" The redhead suggested. Ramski caught her gaze, pale blue as ice, and grinned in a wolfish fashion. Her scent was laced with perfume and lust, mixing together in such a way that it riled his wolf. She would be fun.
For a moment or two, he pretended to seriously consider the offer. Much as he did love crashing through Lunacy every once and awhile, now was just not the time. It wouldn't allow him to get the rush he needed, for he couldn't remember the last time that he'd been part of a good hunt. These girls would be just the fun he needed.
"I've a better idea. Why don't you come withus..." He nodded to Richardson before he continued, "And we'll show you a really good time."
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Jesse
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Senior Fighter
You're on the brink of spilling some red in the sink...
Posts: 43
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Post by Jesse on Feb 4, 2008 3:42:09 GMT
Jesse wasn't very good at lying. Wolves didn't really lie, and he'd been human for a fraction of the time he'd been wolf. He offered a light to the brunette, flicking his lighter and tossing it, quickly catching it and clicking it open and shut again after the flame licked her cigarette.
"We're hunting for a little fun... couple hungry beasts here." He moved forward, putting a hand on the brunette's shoulder as she watched him. His eyes stayed flat - no hint of his animal showing through, but he allowed his teeth to show in a smile. The chase - that was the fun part. She giggled, and looked at the redhead. "C'mon Tiff - we can club later, its early..." Her voice was thick with deepening emotions - Jesse could smell their scents - a mix of sensuality.
When it changed to fear, it had a sharpness to it that nearly made him salivate at the memory.. and the coppery scent of the bloody kill..
He looked at Ramski. "We could go find other - " he almost said prey - "others who'd not mind joining us for the night."
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Ramski
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Fighter
Let's get a little violent, shall we?
Posts: 18
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Post by Ramski on Feb 17, 2008 20:09:41 GMT
"Oh, no need for that."
One of the blondes slipped an arm around Richardson's waist and Ramski had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. Humans, especially the females, could be quite insistent when the urge hit them. The fighter took in a deep breath, as though simply enjoying the night air, but the inhale brought with it the individual, 'feminine' scents of the women around him. They were all more than eager, so why deny them.
"Well, only if you're sure," Ramski interjected. He slung a casual arm around his redhead's shoulder, meeting her gaze. "We'd had to be an inconvenience."
Red smiled, trying -- and very well succeeding -- to play it coy. "We're sure."
"Well, guess that's settled." He locked eyes with Richardson, smiling dangerously. "Why don't you lead the way, buddy?"
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Jesse
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Senior Fighter
You're on the brink of spilling some red in the sink...
Posts: 43
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Post by Jesse on Mar 11, 2008 2:09:10 GMT
Jesse flicked his cigarette away and looked down at the woman beside him. She was barely a woman though - the youth hidden with makeup and too much perfume. His nose flared, but he gave her a smile, the emptiness in his eyes apparently invisible in this light.
"I know a very secluded spot - just round the corner. We could grab a meal and have some fun."
The girl giggled - high pitched - he could smell the fear and excitement, and his wolf paced. It was hungry for a run. Ramski's smile was lazy, but Richardson knew that he'd be ready.
It ended up being a foursome that walked around the corner, and Jesse paused a few blocks from the club. "We're close, ain't we Ramski. We could run the rest of the way... " His eyes flickered once - then blazed, and he showed his teeth.
"Wh..what.. oh god... what are you?" The girl turned and grabbed her friends' arm - the two began to run, wobbling on their ridiculous shoes.
"After you, Ramski." It was a growled phrase - a white wolf was beginning to appear.
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Ramski
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Fighter
Let's get a little violent, shall we?
Posts: 18
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Post by Ramski on Mar 27, 2008 18:27:47 GMT
Oh, this would be too easy. The question was, how to go about it? His wolf rolled beneath the surface, growling and pacing; eager to be let free to track the new prey. But in that form, he would catch up quickly, and the fun would be over before it could really start.
No. He'd foot it, for the time being.
"Don't take too long, Richardson!" Ramski shouted over his shoulder as he bolted after the frightened females. He let himself growl, audibly, the predatory noise echoing along the brick walls of the buildings that surrounded the alley. Somewhere up ahead, he heard a terrified cry. Perfect. Fear tended to make humans regress back to the hindbrain. It would be a fun fight, to be sure.
Ramski laughed to the sky, catching the scents ahead of him, before he bounded to the left. He made his nimble way to the rooftops of the surrounding buildings, giving himself a bird's-eye view of his intended hunt.
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Jesse
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Senior Fighter
You're on the brink of spilling some red in the sink...
Posts: 43
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Post by Jesse on Apr 3, 2008 8:01:38 GMT
A white wolf stood in the alley - the flung away cigarette putting a small grey haze that licked over his luminous fur. It wouldn't take long for him to catch up to the females, so instead of breaking into a run, he let out a low, ominous howl - and began to lope. The labyrinth of alleyways were mostly dead ends here - and he knew that.
The prey - they didn't. And what fun it would be as they figured it out.
The two woman hit the first corner. They screamed as a brick wall loomed infront of them - and Ramski's eyes glowed from above. Richardson's white shape glowed as he came close - but not close enough to cut them off - not yet. The red head - true to the stereotype took charge and grabbed the blonde by the arm - running around the next bend.
The white wolf couldn't laugh, but his eyes glittered - icily - and he followed the pair a little more quickly now. The hunt was truly on.
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Ramski
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Fighter
Let's get a little violent, shall we?
Posts: 18
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Post by Ramski on Apr 11, 2008 21:23:33 GMT
The clatter of high heels on the pavement was a dead give away to the position of the women. Even without his unnatural senses, Ramski was sure he would have been able to pick up on them; track them down. They were scared, and therefore, sloppy.
As it was, he was able to lock into their frantic footsteps, their labored breathing, and the acrid tang of their fear as he followed. He saw the flash of white just below him, the wolf that was Richardson, and smirked. Ramski's powerful legs propelled him over the rooftops, matching the twists and turns that the women below him took until he had actually passed them, running ahead to the dead end that they were about to hit. He dropped down in front of the girls before they turned into the trap.
"Evening, ladies," he rumbled as the wolf flashed through his eyes. "Leaving so soon?"
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Jesse
Pack Werewolf
Lucian's Pack: Senior Fighter
You're on the brink of spilling some red in the sink...
Posts: 43
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Post by Jesse on Apr 12, 2008 0:34:51 GMT
Jesse had been silently closing the gap - his teeth bared. Stupid prey wasn't nearly as much fun as real wild prey, and the alcohol that tinged the air from the girls was blunting their senses - even with the adrenaline that spiked through their systems. His head was clear - there was nothing human about Jesse at the moment. These women were too low on the food chain, and thus, beneath caring about..
The redhead pulled her friend behind her, trying to put on a brave front. "Whatever you are, you... you animal.. you leave us alone." Richardson heard her from around the corner - he let out a low snarl, audible in the night. If they broke and Ramski let them... he'd knock one down.
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