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Post by Avril Nicolette Harper on Dec 22, 2013 0:25:41 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Avril entered the local gun store outside town square and the moment she stepped in a few heads turned and stared at her and a few grinned at her. She merely smiled and tilted her black hat to the side and then walked over towards the counter. The owner looked at Av and merely smiled as he reached under the counter and pulled out a pink and black Remington gun and handed it to her. "Here ya go, Miss, handle with care," he said. "You got I.D.?"
"Duh," she said as she flashed her I.D. card to prove she was over twenty-one and then paid for the gun and walked out of the store and noticed that it was getting late so she decided to make a detour and go to the bar and get herself a drink and parked her bike outside the Grill and tucked her gun inside her jacket so it was well hidden and hid her switch blade inside her glove in case she had to take care of business.
What she needed was a night to herself where she didn't have to stake a vampire or smack a guy in the jaw for trying to hit on her. She kicked opened the bar door and walked in. She looked around and there were people dancing to the horrible hip-hop music that was blasting through the stereo and she rolled her eyes. N'SYNC nobody had really danced that since the night disco died which was back in the seventies to eighties. At least that was in her opinion. She walked over to the jute box and changed the song to something more country.
“The usual Av?”
“Yeah,” she replied as she nodded at the bartender who handed her a bottle of vodka and left the shot glass, but Avril grabbed the bottle and drank from it.
SWOOSH!
The front door of the bar opened and in walked two handsome guys with a decent build. One had blonde hair and blue eyes and the other had black hair and blue eyes. The one with the blonde hair walked over towards Avril. "Hello poppet," he replied as he ran his hand up her arm only to get a 'go to hell' look from Avril.
"'Poppet'?"
[/i] she asked as she shrugged casually. "I've been called worse, but poppet may definitely be a new one.""Come on poppet let us make it worth your while," the blonde said as he stroked her hair out of her face. "Unless you want to keep your arm...I suggest you take it off of me before I shove this pool stick up your ass," she said as she smacked his hand away from her face. She wasn't in the mood to deal with their crap tonight. "Yeah, right poppet, I love to see you try,"he replied with a chuckle smiling as Avril caught his fingers between the metal chains that dangled across her knuckles of her gloves and burned his skin due to the vervain she kept laced around them and he screamed in pain and bared his fangs out. 'Shit...' [/i] she thought as she instinctively swung a foot and kicked the blonde in the chest and made him crash into a pool table nearby who growled and charged towards Avril who flipped out of the way and landed behind the bar and grabbed the remaining bottle of vodka and drank it down. "Now time for some action," she replied as she tucked a strand of her curly hair behind her ear. "Great, Av, I think this is new record for you when it comes to pissing off vampires,"Luke replied as he grabbed some stakes. "Not my fault they are attracted to the opposite sex then again some of them swing both ways," Avril replied as the blonde vampire charged at her and pinned Avril against the wall and bared its fangs at her, coming in close range of her neck giving Avril the upper hand for her to eject her knife into the hybrid’s neck and sliced through it and let the body fall to the floor. “Gotcha, bitch,” she said as she wiped the blood off her blade and noticed that she had some blood on her jacket and dusted herself off and gave a tip to the bartender. “Sorry about the mess,” she replied as she grabbed the bottle of vodka and headed out the door and was about to walk over towards her bike when she saw someone near her bike. “You must be the bad-ass hybrid that everyone talks about,” she mused as she finished off the bottle of vodka and tossed it into the trash can. “I believe they said you’re name was Klaus, am I right?” [/color] -----::Word Count:: 791 ::Tag You’re It:: Klaus ::Outfit:: Click Here::Notes:: Hope this is okay. Already PMMed you about it. ::Music You Are Listening To?:: My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light Em Up) By Fall Out Boy ::Template Credit:: Saber AKA Ashley (Me the owner of a Darth Vader lightsaber) [/blockquote][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2013 3:36:54 GMT -6
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Klaus was ready to move on from Caroline, he was hurt by her, and so he decided to turn his emotions off, his humanity. He wasn't gonna let her or anyone else hurt him again. That didn't mean he wasn't gonna go around looking for some fun from time to time. After Caroline did what she did, and Klaus going out to get his mind off things, he decided to start dealing with the hunter problem this town had. They were really cutting into his hybrid ranks and well, it was really pissing him off. He heard about one, a young girl who was new to the area causing quite a stir with other supernatural beings.
He really didn't care about other vampires or werewolfs, what he cared about was when his hybrids were put under attack, then it became personal. Those hybrids were not easy to create nor were they easy to come by. Tracking her down was easy enough, she wasn't a hard lady to find. She left a trail behind her easy to follow. Sending two of his hybrids in to fetch her, he wasn't surprised when neither of them returned. In fact he was suspecting it. Yeah they were hybrids, but only he was the original hybrid, only he was the unstoppable force.
The two hybrids were merely a test for the young hunter, to see if she was even worthy of his time here tonight. When she dispatched of them and returned to her motorcycle, he knew that maybe, just a little anyways, "So what if I am love?" Klaus asked her when she asked if he was the bad ass hybrid everyone was talking about. He could tell this hunter was one of the cocky ones. There were two kinds of hunters in Klaus'es experience. The first was the tortured type, the type that hunted because of a dramatic event in their life. These ones were perhaps more dangerous then the cocky ones, as they often tended to be more reckless, especially if they had nothing left to loose.
The cocky ones were over confident and that was a huge weakness, a weakness Klaus didn't mind exploiting. "In the flesh, you must be the hunter Avril." Klaus spoke to her. He shrugged at her and looked over her motorcycle. "Klaus, the Original hybrid, Niklaus, I go by many names." Klaus added. Finally turning his attention back to Avril now. He looked her up and down, spotting the blood, hybrid blood on her jacket. "I suppose I have you to thank for my hybrids not returning from the bar." Klaus spoke to her with a grin, not that it really mattered, they were just cannon fodder but she didn't need to know that, not if it gave him an advantage in some way, which was yet to be seen.
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Post by Avril Nicolette Harper on Dec 25, 2013 0:39:10 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Avril tilted her head to the side slightly as she listened to Klaus answer her question about being the bad-ass hybrid that practically everyone in town quaked with fear at the mere mention of his name. Though the ones who feared him were people who likely pissed him off or were werewolves who did not want to live the life of a hybrid. Not that it was her business, but to each their own. She had not exactly planned on going on a mini killing spree at the bar when the dumbass vampires decided to show up and hit on her. Sure she liked guys, but vampires she absolutely hated with a passion so anytime one of them came near her they would end up with a bullet or stake in them quicker than one could say Chuck Norris. How they knew she would be there was beyond her, but she knew that at least one would find her before the night was over with and apparently this particular night they chose a lovely way to die at the hands of a simple switch-blade.
“That depends on who wants to know, but yeah the name’s Avril though most call me Av,” Avril replied as she narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched Klaus for a moment and the smile slowly vanished when he made his comment about the hybrids not returning. How in the hell would he know they were even there unless he was behind it? Just thinking about that made Avril crack her knuckles slightly as she kept her switch blade up her sleeve. So he was the one who sent the hybrids to find her? Great…just what the hell she needed an Original hybrid on her case.
“Yes, you do have me to thank for that I suppose,” she replied honestly with a nod of her head. “Those particular hybrids of yours weren’t the brightest of the bunch to say the least,” she added as she glanced at her motorcycle and noticed the tires had been slashed.
“Apparently you’ve been busy and seeing how I got some spare time why don’t you tell me what it is that you want with me so we can both be on our merry way and not cross paths again?” she asked as she looked at Klaus.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2013 1:36:00 GMT -6
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Klaus ignored her cockiness. That was the difference between him and many people, they would get offended by such things, but not him. His actions were always calculated. Risk and reward, if he thought the reward was worth the risk then he would spring to action. "Keep your little switchblade to yourself by the way, it won't do any good on me anyways." Klaus told her, it way deal with his minions ok, but him, it would have little to no effect and it would just cause him to get angry even quicker. He knew she would wonder how he knew.
"No, I dare say none of my hybrids match up to their maker." Klaus told her honestly. As with every army, he had his generals and he had his grunts, the two he sent in were on the bottom of the chain of command anyways. He wouldn't waste a general on her. Even his generals weren't nearly as good as him. "Oh, dear, love. I sure hope you don't have that cut rate auto insurance. How's that jingle go, like a good neighbor something or other." Klaus spoke to her when she noticed her tires were slashed, acting shocked that her tires were slashed.
"I am appalled you will even accuse me of slashing your tires. Clearly you ran over a shard of glass or something." Klaus spoke to her when she all but accused him of such an action. Though it was true he had a hybrid did it, he himself didn't do it. "Besides, I can probably outrun your... machine on my worst day. So I have no reason to tamper with it." Klaus said, showing an extreme dislike of her vehicle. He never saw the appeal in such things, if he had to drive something, it was gonna be a nice car. He shrugged at her next words.
"Me, I don't really want anything from you, but I know you want something from me." Klaus told her finally. Though it was true that he did everything for a reason, he had to act like what he got out of it wasn't that big of a deal to him.
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Post by ADMIN ASHLEY on Jan 12, 2014 0:47:35 GMT -6
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