[RP] The Moon Pit

Eriess slightly pushed at his landing in which made her look from him to the new opening of the balcony. Fixing her eyes back down she heard the snap of his fingers making a feel a little like an earn dog. Relaxing her shoulders the girl did as she was told with out question. She branched out an arm taking the paper from his fingers.Before doing so she couldn't help but notice the look he gave. What she did next may have been childish of her but she was so interested in how he interacted, so trying her best she copied him. Eiress thinned her eyes releasing a growl as well though hers was very weak compared to his. It interesting how her vocals shook just as his did and by trying this she could see how threatening it really was. Knowing what she done the girl climbed the stairs quickly afraid to look back at the new look he most likely had. At the owner's office doors she squatted keeping her breaths low in hope she had not disturbed him. she knew now that everyone hear was quite different. Learning this it was easy for them to hear a breath or heart beat, even the very blood that pulsed through her veins. Slipping the paper under the door she went back to the stair well until something shown upon the floor. Stepping from the stairs for a quick moment she picked up what had been a coin. From the point of where she started when loosing her life she had felt it's cold steel that once covered her eyes. Smoothing a thumb over it's circle form she approached the males door again and place the coin along with the paper. Eiress continued off down the stairs jumping from the last and landed before the werewolf. She catch herself from bumping in to him, and if she had it was already enough that she was on his bad side. Watching herself closer for now on she'd keep a save distance for him. So stepping back she awaited for his next actions.

The growling back would just make him shake his head and exhale heavily as she took the note up to the male. Seeing her come back down he would look at her and reach his hand out and it would be on the top of her head. His hand would squeeze enough for her to know he had her but not tight enough to hurt her. He would look at her white dress then look to the door as he would would move his hand forwards in an attempt to make her head do down and his force would pull her to follow him. he would have her beside him with his hand on top of her head as they would head to the door. Once at the door he would open it with his left hand and his right would let go of her head as his head would jerk for her to go outside the door. He would hold the door open until she moved. Once she exited the bar he would begin to walk twords the mansion. His hands in her pockets as he walked his right foot leading his left. He was not worried about her running away because he would just hunt her down and catch her. She owed him money and he planned on getting it back one way or another.

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" . . . Run if you wish . . . you will not get far. . . "
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He would say as he walked ahead of her not looking back once. A hum could be heard if she was close enough to him as he walked.


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Eiress winced until his hand took hold of her head. What she noticed was his grip, and how it differed from the last. Being pushed toward the door she kept the pace with him. As the rounded the pit her eyes watched the other female who stood until she'd become out of site. Another item shown winking at her by the couch. She seen another coin like the other. Wanting to pick it up she was forced to walk further by the hand at top of her head. As soon as his hand released she watched his gesture but she become antsy with the thought of leaving the coin behind. Biting the corner bottom of her lip she lifted an index finger and wiggled it between her and him. Tip toeing as she turn she slightly jogged back over to the couch and retrieved the coin happily. Clenching it with in her palm the girl ran back to the male and exited like he instructed her. When a step was made out into the world it's sun burned the skin of her cheeks. Her eyes squinted at the suns light until further adjustment was made. Following behind she walked and the whole while she stepped over the cracks of the side walk. Eiress took his advise welling knowing that it was true they were able to hunt a human like herself down very easily. Though she figured he wasn't her master it was worth pretending for the sake she own him big time.

[Thread Change: Wolf Mansion]

With the doors shut behind him, Viktor would walk over to his desk at the pile of paper and mail, mixed together in in a chaotic mess, grumbling slightly to himself an annoyed expression would wash over his face as he heard the breaking of wood outside the door. Releasing a growl of annoyance he would, instead of quickly walking outside, would walk towards his desk picking up the pile of paper and mail, shifting through it. Each piece of paper properly labeled and detailed with the information of the highest ranking pack members within the state of South Carolina, but not only was there information on the Lycans, but on the Vampires as well, his connections from his reputation as a renown Hunter truly paid off, especially with the human "hunters" of the area, easily making the tasking effort of gathering information child's play.

Looking over one of the pieces of paper labelled, "Sinur Fleur Black ". His eyes would scan over the information typed onto the sheet of paper, the smoke form his cigarette lazily drifting into the air, only to be batted away by the slowly rotating ceiling fan. Reaching the bottom of the paper, Viktor would grumble a bit to himself as he freed the cig from his mouth as he set the pile of papers onto the desk muttering softly to himself as he saw no noted information on the pills the male had consumed.
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"Kazhetsya, ty pryachesh'sya ot menya sekretov moyego de-"
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He would cut himself off mid sentence as he eyed a piece of mail that seemed to try to hide under a pile of junk mail. Brushing away the junk mail, he would grab the packaged letter as his cigarette took its rightful place between his lips as he read over the front of the sealed envelope. Smirking a bit, he would effortlessly tear the top off of the envelope and pull the full letter free from the packaging. Reading over it, it would be an announcement of a Grand Ball that was to be held for what would seem to be several nights in a row, but these kind of events were common, at least to his knowledge, for even back in his motherland extravagant events were often throw to celebrate even the must mundane things. Yet it wasn't the Ball itself he was interested in, it was the address. Located deep in Vampire territory he would reach out with his free hand and shuffle around the stack of papers he had just set down, grabbing a single one, he would lift it paralleled to the announcement. A single name would be typed out on top of the page, "Luna Ishenee". The information typed out on the paper would be rather limited. Merely stating her name and that she had assumed the leadership role of the vampires, and that back in her youth she ran her own gang, mixed with ever species. Chuckling a bit he would set the piece of paper back on the desk as he crumbled the announcement and tossed it into the nearby garbage bin. Turning around heading for the door, he would notice not only a check, but his silver coin that rested on the dead slave girl's eyes. Crouching down above the check and the coin he would pick each one up. Reading over the check he would quickly slip it into his wallet, as for the silver coin, he would roll it between his fingers as he looked over it, a smirk teasing the edges of his lips even as the silver cause his flesh to release a throbbing and heated pain. Flicking the coin into the air, he would snatch it mid flight as it began its decent back to Earth, pocketing the coin once more he would chuckle a bit.
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"Kazalos' by, smert' dala vam yeshche odin shans , devochka."
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Opening a single door, he would close it behind him, a key slipping into the lock and with a twist of his wrist, the lock mechanism would collapse and lock the door in place, but the door would not be any ordinary door, nor would this be any ordinary lock. Even though the door took the appearance of a regular wooden door, it would in fact, be made of a reinforced steel material that was not only light, but could withstand the force of five sticks of dynamite, effectively keeping it safe from prying hands of the undead, and the hands of an untransformed Lycan. The lock itself would be eight metallic rods of similar material of the door. There would be a pair each for the top and bottom and either side of the door that would lock together in a holding mechanism in the center of the door. With the door closed and locked, Viktor would pocket the key and turn to face the damage that was the broken railing. Grumbling, he would take a mental note as too charge extra for all of Sin's future drink orders. Making his way down the staircase and into the back of the bar, passing by the nearby female, he would make his way into the freezer, working his way past the shelves on shelves of meats and drinks until he made it to a locked cabinet, simply labeled, "The Good Stuff". Using the same key he used to lock his door he would unlock the cabinet, a blast of chilling air would greet him as he eyed over a stash of meats and drinks, ranging from simple alcoholic beverages to entire wine glasses filled to the brim with blood. Reaching out he would grab what looked like a small steel flask and a rather large wine bottle, whose liquid wouldn't budge an inch as he grabbed it. Stuffing both the flash and the bottle into his jacket he would close the cabinet and lock it back, making his way back towards the entrance of the Pit he would stop real quick, grabbing his cigarette and flicking it gently as he turned his head towards the female eyeing her slightly before speaking, his Russian accent soaked in his words.
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"Eat and drink whatever you like, consider it on the house. Just don't make a mess."
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Turning his back to her, he would place the cigarette back into his mouth as he made his way outside of the pit, adjusting his jacket slightly with a smile as he started to make his way East straight to the heart of the territory of the blood suckers.

[Thread Change: Vampire Ball]

Translations:
It seems you're hiding secrets from me my de-
It would seem Death gave you one more chance, little girl.

Well, it seemed as though a lot of people had left and even though she would have loved to stay and drink and eat to her hearts content, she didnt want to do it alone...It was a bit too depressing for her. She had heard about the Vampire ball but obviously Annwyn would not be going...Fould you imagine a girl turning up with a dead wolf ontop of her head? So not happening.
"Well, it seems as though I am alone." Her welsh accent slipped from her lips and she begun to pace about, touching the walls with her fingers, kicking at bodies of drunken men. Could people really not hold their drink? She'd happily wager a match between herself and someone else for a drinking game- Annwyn was awfully competitive and would not lose easy, she was very certain of that.
Where could she possibly go? Exploring was an option but if the Russian came back and found her snooping about, he'd probably break her legs. Annwyn was strong but she knew when she met her match, this man sure seemed her match.
The girl brought her hands up to her dirty blond locks of hair and brushed through the strands. She decided to travel, keep walking until she decided upon a destination, it would do her good to be out of here for a while. Annwyn walked towards the door and upon pushing it open, she walked to wherever her feet would bring her.

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