Immortal| A Werewolf/Anthro/Vampire rp

Sce howled in pain. She spun and grabbed her leg.With her arms crossed, Sce twisted Ny'ra's leg sharply.

(Sorry, sorry, I like testing the colors :3)

Hazel took the trash from her grandmother, and threw it away. She set the cans on the counter though. They kept and turned in metal usually. Her nose scrunched up at the smell of alcohol. Two of the cans said Bud Light. "Why do people drink such weird stuff? Why can't they stick with juice, water, and milk!?"
Isolde giggled at Hazel's comment. "Oh, dearest Hazel. I don't know why. For some people, that isn't enough. They need other things. More things. That's the key with people most of the time. More is better."

Ny'ra's growl turned into a yelp as she felt something snap. Her body fell down in a heap sweat beading down her face that was twisted in pain. But she couldn't lose so soon, her fury wouldn't let her. Her free leg kicked Sce's feet out from under her, claws and fangs digging and biting into Sce's right leg.

Shane made a small noise that could be a whine. He was struggling to hold in a plead for them to stop. Shutting his eyes the werewolf growled lowly, tired of the fighting. At last he said in a low gruff voice, "Ny'ra give up. You should know when you loose a fight." His eyes were stern as he gazed at the younger werewolf. "You're going to seriously hurt yourself, honestly what is the point of fighting now?"

"Nothing, Harold. Nothing at all. Just making sure you weren't being a bad boy." Alice said, her voice level. Whether she was being sarcastic, teasing, or just stating it as a fact, it wasn't very clear. All her years of being dead kind of ironed out her features into a default emotionless line. "Besides. You should really feed on human blood soon enough. Animal blood won't sate your hunger for long." Alice passed a party goer, who was still drunk from whatever she had been in, staggering past Alice.

Alice's hand shot out, grabbing the girl by her throat, shutting off the airway. Intoxicated, confused, the girl didn't have a chance before Alice looked into her eyes, and that sealed her fate.
"Mesmer." Alice shrugged at Harold's direction and set the girl down. "Head straight down this lane, make a right and go to the third flat you see. Never mind it's supposed to be abandoned. Just get your ass in there, and tell whoever's in there that you're there to deliver blood." She ordered, before turning the girl a 180 around and pushed her on her way. "What a gem." She observed, then went on to trail after Harold.

Blood pulsed to the deep abrations she was receiving. Sce bent around, and clamped her jaw around Ny'ra's neck. Shaking her like a pup with a piece of pelt, she dropped her.

Harry rolled his eyes and did as he was told.

Ny'ra couldn't make a sound, she knew she was beat. Her leg kicked and claws raked but she doubted they would do anything. It was, a stupid thing. Why was I so angry again? Her clouded mind tuck a little while to think. Because I fell into muck in the woods and had such a hard time bringing in my game for some reason today. Shame fell and she went limp, trying to show she submitted.

Sce stood there. She began to limp away. Settling on her bed she wrapped a scrap shirt around the bites and scratches she had.

Ethan watched with amusement in his eyes as the fight dispersed. He kicked a rock nearby him and started towards his hut.

Sce limped around for the rest of the day. She tried to hide her pain, but the blood soaked shirt said otherwise.

"Fine, I'll take a nap." she went into her room, plopped down on the bed, and fell asleep.

Limping away, Ny'ra headed towards her hut. She held her head down and refused to look at anyone on her way. Slipping past the cloth she had as a door, she started tending to her wounds. Her throat was so raw her breathing hurt. After a bit of applying bandages and ointment Ny'ra was already starting to feel better. Once done, she leaned her head back, laying on her bed mat, and sighed. I'm such an idiot...

Feeling controlled Harry spun around. "You do it Alice! I came here to be alone!" He took off down the street and stopped when he was out of sight.

Sighing Juliet slowly pushed herself off of the couch, "I'm going to play piano for a bit, get my mind off of my wounds." Limping weakly over to the piano she sat down and just stared at the keys for a while, wondering what to play. Smiling she began to span her fingers over the black and white keys, her long fingers like spider legs clicking on the keys. She had to think hard to remember the notes to this song, F G E flat. She huffed in frustration and tried again, each time she tried her pinky finger just barely touched the B flat, creating a horrible harmony. Groaning she banged her fingers on the key bored in frustration before sitting for a moment and starting again, this time perfecting it. As she got further into the song a smile formed on her lips and she began humming along gently to the song, "A whole new world."

Liam smiled. "Love to see you going back to music," he closed his eyes. Getting up he sat next to her on the piano bench. "Here, reconize this?" He coolly placed his fingers on the keys. A familiar tune started to arise. Like the wind, his fingers didnt make a sound as he played. "Angel of music...." he lightly sang hoping she would join in.

When Liam came to sit next to her Juliet smiled slightly. "I could never abandon my sweet piano." She replied to his previous statement. When he began playing a song the vampire just sat still for a minuet, her head tilted towards the piano as she listened. Once recognizing the song she nodded "of coarse." Juliet didn't sing often, but it seemed like he was expecting her to. Sighing she began to slowly sing along.

Liam smiled. He held down the last chord and stopped. "Beautiful," he almost purred

She smiled slightly as well "thanks" she muttered before turning to look at him. "Is it sad I never knew you could play piano?" she asked slightly shocked that he knew how to play the Piano. "I mean you'd think sense we've lived in the same house for some time I would find out you play the piano."

Ny'ra sat on the bed, growling and muttering. But not after Sce, no at herself. How could I have... Just lost control... I'm... I'm such an idiot. With a jerk of her head, Ny'ra was staring at a picture of her parents resting on a small endtable. Other then that, the end table, the bed, a deer pelt rug, and a mount for her bow and arrows. The hut was bare. She just stared, lost in the image of parents with a tiny scrap of clothin their hands. Ny'ra knew that scrap of cloth was her, but she never looked at it, at her. She only looked at her parents, and remembered. Without even noticing, tears began to fall down her cheeks, taking the dirt and grim with them. With a great effort, she broke her gaze, teeth clentching and body tightening, and hung her head. "God dammit...." She growled, not fighting back the tears the soon became sobs.

Liam smiled looking back at the keys. "I never tell anyone what I can do anymore. It got me in trouble in the past, I don't want that happening again." He sighed, stood up as best he could and walked back to the window.

A low sigh escaped from her mouth. "Thats horrible," she said glancing up as he stood up. "Your a wonderful pianist." As he got up and walked away Juliet stood up as well muttering "well.. I should go lay back down I'm feeling light headed." The vampire wasn't sure how much longer she could wait for Alice to get back with some blood, soon enough she would fall ill from the lack of the red substance.

"Thanks," he sighed. At her last comment, he nodded.

(Bump)

(idk what to post so BUMP)