Cold, Cold Water - Page 5

Kyra · #41 (**permalink**) 03-12-2009, 03:11 PM

ooc: not the only one making assumptions. kyra hates them. of course she's going to insult their capabilities. that's what she does. she insults people she dislikes. and let's face it she dislikes slayers because they kill indiscriminately. if they haven't figured out by now that not all vampires are bad they deserve to be call murders and morons. so yes she's going to insult him and tell him his weapon is useless. *rolls eyes

Now Kyra was just plain pissed off. She hated slayers. She turned her head slowly to look at David, eyes filled with a killing hatred.
"Our kind.....what about your kind?"
She hissed showing fangs.
"We do not take the lives of innocents. You kill women, children.....all for what so you can sleep better at night? You in your ignorance and selfishness have innocent blood on your hands and can't even see it. How many of my kind who did nothing but exist have you taken? How many mates did you force to seek the dawn after taking the one thing they can not live without? How many children have you left orphaned crying out for parents that can't hear them? My kind sleep secure knowing we have harmed no one. You have no comprehension of what you do. You just kill. You're no better than the rogues I slay. At least they have an excuse for what they do. They chose to disregard honor and kill, but so would you if you live with the demon that they do and nothing to keep you sane. What's your excuse for being a murder, slayer?"
She sneered the word slayer like it was some kind of disease.
"Yes my kind needs blood to survive. To us it is the same as you eating meat. Unlike you we don't kill what we eat. There is the occasional rogue that does so, but it's my job to hunt them and pass judgment then execution. Your kind is sickening. You have no right to judge us. None. You watch those stupid vampire movies and read those stupid vampire books and think your experts. A rogue killed someone you loved I'm sorry. It happens. Sometimes we can't get to them in time. But that doesn't give you the right to hunt a whole species for the acts of one. We have criminals just like you do. The only difference being we don't judge your kind based on those criminals. If we did I'd have soon ripped out that girl's throat instead of seeing that for the rest of her life she'll live in peace with no fear of things that go bump in the night."
Kyra turned to Matt.
"Get me out of here now. Before his sickness contaminates my soul."

DungeonMaster · #42 (**permalink**) 03-12-2009, 03:33 PM

OOC Have we met, little old lady? I think you had a crush on that irish cop from the homicide department. ROFL Hey.

Matt glared at David, "You think we know nothing of loss, or pain?" He screamed, walking towards david, throwing his gun to the ground, tears of blood forming in his eyes. His voice faltered, "You think we know nothing of your life?" He turned down his collar to show the hideous scar across his neck and the bites just above it, "I wasn't born to this life. I was turned. The rogue that turned me failed to kill me before I took hios life. I am sworn to your cause as well, but what would you say to this?" He got close enough that David could see the humanity behind his hungry red lit eyes, "My kind..." He motioned to Kyra, "Our kind..." He turned back to David, "Seek only to live in peace. Your kind destroys everything in your path. I was once one of you. I would know." He pulled the bottle from his pocket, tossing it to the ground at David's feet, "I once drank away my pains, but when I turned, I couldn't drown the creams anymore. I couldn't fight the tide. I dreamt of the death of my best friend for years, for 12 to 16 hours a day, in the glaring light of the sun. I rested in the dirt, never to see the face of a young woman again, never to be looked on as more than some hideous creature." He was wailing now, the agony in his voice affecting those who the voice had compelled, making them want to cry his tears, "I watched him die while I turned. I tried to stop it, but by the time I rose, he was dead, and his murderer gone. I hunt criminals. You hunt to kill." He pointed to the bottle, "Maybe it's your turn to drink the pain away, huh? Maybe it's your turn to spend all night every night staring at an empty sky asking a god that can no longer hear your voice why it had to be you... maybe it's your turn..." His voice faltered to sobs, but there was still strength in him, his anger carrying him, giving him the strength to carry on, "Kyra... let's get out of here before my demon takes me..." he turned to her, lifting the gun from the ground as he went, leaving the bottle spilling into the puddles on the ground at David's feet. he touched Kyra's shoulder softly as he passed, and then he took off into the night at his normal speed, knowing she was more than capable of keeping up.

Evangeline Carter · #43 (**permalink**) 03-12-2009, 03:59 PM

ooc: I feel as if we didn't give Sam a fair chance to get into the board. **Is down.**
--And yes, Dungeonmaster, I do recall staring longingly through that homicide detective's window.

When I could get the binoculars.

bic:"I have no reason to justify myself to you," David muttered, turning on the two. The truck was waiting. It was in his experience that a man shouldn't so readily unbutton his soul for the rest of the world to see. Let the vampires think what they would. It wasn't, after all, his immediate concern to preserve his reputation to them.

"Let's go," he grunted to the girl slayer, nodding in the direction of his truck. There was a part of town where he could drop her off, in a more lighted area. Less frequented by the stalking-crowd. He wouldn't relate as much to her within the considerable earshot of the receding blood drinkers.
There was still the child, though

Cain · #44 (**permalink**) 03-12-2009, 04:22 PM

Sam paused at the shouted discussion. Shook his head then strolled back to the mouth of the ally.

"Funny, you asked him to get out out of here, I don't think he was listening fully."

He scratched his shoulder.
"However, consider this before I go. You keep saying your kind and our kind, that's not the case. We are the same, the only difference is a disease. An incredibly vicious disease at that. It gives you strength, long life, and access to increadable powers, but as we both know full well its at a price. Every day you go on living, every breath you take there is the chance of you turning and taking your actions too far. However, unlike most viruses, which would just run you to the ground, this one would have an infinate amount of time to be spread. But that's not all, it has a greater effect then just the potential for the pain it brings about through those lost, as your partner just demonstrated. Think of it, you don't die of natural causes, you would go on living as your numbers multiply, the amount of blood those like you would need would increase till the blood banks couldn't provide enough. At the same time that blood could have gone to those who would also need it, those who have been hurt or in need of surgery. Money fallows along the same lines, gathering in the possession of you with your endless lives. You stop the flow of cash and disrupt the economy. Meanwhile other suffer because money that would be in the system never makes it to them. Your very existence leads to pain. What I do is for the greater good. I work to eradicate your disease, to stop if from spreading before it has the chance. It's not a present thing. I agree, its quite evil. But it is a necessary evil for the greater good. It is with that same thinking that I'm not going to attempt to end your life today. In the end, what you do for a living, makes my work all the easier. I bid you a good night."

He gave a small wave before walking away again.

Evangeline Carter · #45 (**permalink**) 03-12-2009, 04:28 PM

ooc: **Feels humbled by Sam's dialog.** By the way, I mistook names earlier. **Points to previous post.**

Kale Allerion · #46 (**permalink**) 03-12-2009, 04:40 PM

OOC: The Spelling Pixie told me to tell everyone here that the word is "alley", not "ally". (Sorry, I couldn't resist. Feel free to correct my own spelling and grammar if need be. ^_^)

BIC:

As MariAnne followed the human slayer, she suddenly realized she was shaking like a leaf and had probably been shaking the entire time.

I could have died, she realized. Or worse.

"Thank you," she whispered to the slayer, twirling a strand of her red, curly hair nervously. This man was probably fuming, she thought - angry for having to stick by the side of such a stupid, girl blinded by her own righteous indignation. "I don't know what I was thinking." She chuckled unhappily. "My own idiocy amazes me sometimes."

Kyra · #47 (**permalink**) 03-13-2009, 04:39 PM

Kyra shook her head at them. Looking from Sam to David.
"And what right do you have to decide one species gets to live over another? It's not a disease. It's genetic. Our kind has existed since yours has. I have a soul, I had a family. I watched them burn to death because people like you think you know everything. It's not fair that you blame the problems of the world on us. Mankind makes it's own problems. You don't need help. You're no better than Hitler or anyone else who thinks killing a set of people solves everything. You'll never change and in the end all you'll have to show for your life is the blood of innocence on your hands. You don't want to know about who you kill. You don't stop to think perhaps they're not the bad ones. If you stop to think about it you'd have to realize that perhaps you're murders. I feed from humans. I take what I need to survive. Blood banks don't work, something about the process gets rid of what we need. I leave those humans alive no harm to them. I may plant some fantasy in their heads or a memory to override what happened. But I harm no one. I hunt down our criminals, people I once called friends, and I give them peace. You won't try to understand us or our ways. Instead you kill indiscriminately. You take the lives of beings whose only crime is existence. I've never harmed a child, such a thing sickens us. Yet I've seen the beheaded bodies of children who are nothing but victims of your hate. I've seen their parents bodies, protectively covering them, trying to save them not themselves. Our men lives with a demon and always will. They are taught to control it and everything else. There only hope is a mate to anchor them. Some of them can't stand the loneliness after centuries and take the thrill of killing over that. Your kind.....you are the demons. For that you'll always be more evil than I could ever become."
Sighing she looked in the direction the child had gone. She needed to make sure she got home alright. She took a inventory of her injuries. It was a risk. Turning to mist she was gone as quickly as she had arrived. Kyra reformed in front of a small home. She could hear the child's laughter. Good she'd made it home. Her hand rested on the wound in her stomach and she blinked as blackness began to fill her vision.
"Shit....."
She fell to her knees on the empty sidewalk, blood pouring from her fingers. She stood have fed.

Evangeline Carter · #48 (**permalink**) 03-13-2009, 08:39 PM

“Then I guess I’ll see you in hell,” David muttered to the retorts, nodding to MariAnne as he headed in the direction of the truck and flicking several soaking strands of his own brown hair from his eyes. “It’s this way.” The old beast was close. Rust spots had long become evident on the breast of the truck, freckling the black paint job on the doors and the cab. “Is there a place I can--” his voice faltered, catching, between the rumbles of the now distant thunder, the sound of Kyra’s collapse. The man hesitated before allowing his steps to slow, glancing over one shoulder before a curse again surfaced at his lips.

“Damn it.” His hand unknowingly crept to the pocket where the flask resided, unscrewing the top of the container as he caught sight of the fainted vampire. “What would you guess are the odds of her going on a blood-binge once her body takes over that oh-so-abstinent mind of hers?” His words were to MarriAnne.

ooc: Help me. I'm slow here. These vampires are way different than the kind I'm used to. Vampires here cannot be harmed by humans unless it's by the removal of the head or heart or exposure to sunlight/UV rays, or so I've gathered by the ineffectiveness of my gun. Right? Are they not as immune to damage from each-other? Is that why the poison worked? Or are they universally damageable when they haven't fed? **Feels lost and simple** I read the bio on them but I didn't quite absorb enough from it.

Kale Allerion · #49 (**permalink**) 03-13-2009, 09:15 PM

"Oh...no"

That was all MariAnne could manage to squeak out upon seeing Kyra fall to the ground. She was tempted to ask this slayer if they should go help her out, but decided against it. Heck, she already felt stupid enough for "coming to the rescue" in the beginning. It was time for her to let the more experienced indivduals take care of themselves.

At least...for now.

For now, she wouldn't even try to respond to whatever David had said. What had he said? Everything was a blur. Like a terrible nightmare. One that she'd wandered into while on her road of good intentions.

MariAnne shivered. Her teeth chattered. All she wanted right now was a hot drink - a hot apple cider, maybe? - and a few hours alone, snug on her cozy couch in the living room. Sleep was out of the question. After this little misadventure, chances of her sleeping were slim.

"Thanks," she said again, feeling smaller and smaller as the seconds passed.

DungeonMaster · #50 (**permalink**) 03-14-2009, 02:30 PM

A blur came into focus next to Kyra, and Matt was there. He kneeled by her. "Kyra..." He pressed his hand to her face, "Can you..." He realized she was bleeding, "You need to feed. Kyra..."