"Sorry," Hannah apologized. "I get grumpy when I don't feel well." John sighed. You're ego could fill all of Transylvania.
OOC: new thread!! http://www.kh-vids.net/showthread.php?t=61309
Alright everybody! Congrats on making it to 4,000 posts!! Let's continue here, we don't want database erros >.< Here's the last post: And here is my beautiful, extensive post: "Just forget about it." Hannah murmured. 'Spur of the moment'? Jouh laughed. Yes, it is hard to tell what' you're going to do.
Of course Edward will ask first. He knows he can't handle it. John agreed. But don't you understand? If you interfere and get her angry in any way, she will kill you. Just keep your distance. He repressed a shudder "That'll take a while." Hannah mumbled. "I don't just give someone my trust."
Angel threw her best right hook at Advent. Knowing it wasn't really him, she didn't feel badly about it at all. "Just let me go. You've ruined my life enough already."
Ooc: Horray for vampire knight and d.n. Angel!!! =^^=
"I have trusted you." Hannah said. "I still do. It's him I don't trust." No one has ever killed a lycan either. John informed Lestat. They're the only ones that have been able to kill their own kind. I've never seen it for myself, one of their fights, but I have seen the pure strength they have. Nothing can pierce their skin nor harm their mind. They're immune to anything but their own kind.
"Doesn't mean he can't do it." Hannah argued. "None of us know his intentions. He could turn at any moment. For all we know, he's one of Dracula's lackies!" She exhaled, frustrated. No vampire or werewolf has ever suvived a fight with a lycan. John pointed out. That's why I'll be keeping my distance on the full moon. I can't have her killing herself.
Edward wouldn't be able to hold her if that's what you're thinking. Neither could you. John slightly smiled at the thought. It would be smart of them to stop in a town for a few days before and after the full moon. No matter what schedule they're on. Hannah stared sulkily at her hands in her lap. "And if he told you to leave me, would you?" She asked quietly.
"I told you not to trust him," Hannah mumbled. "I still don't. If he's helping us, then why is he hurting you?" John rolled his eyes. You should just advise him to keep her confined on the full moon. For her own good of course.
"About what? The full moon? Dracula? Beatrice? John? This new hunter?" Hannah listed off. "There are pleanty of things to be worrying about. I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific." Enjoy yourself then. John remarked.
Angel jumped. "I didn't think you'd be here." She answered, turned around to face Advent. "I just came to get more information, so don't get in my way."
Hannah exhaled once she and Edward were in the carriage and the door was firmly shut. "Thanks," She murmured. If you plan on following us all the way to Castle Dracula, you might want to show him a bit more respect than you do to others. John advised lightly. Beatrice wished she could be closer to Sorin, but that would mean being closer to Van Helsing. Being behind his carriage didn't help either. She tried to take Jinx's advice of not breathing too much, but each time she denied herself of oxygen, she found herself wanting to take deeper breaths.
Angel stopped in the hall to the constellation exhibit. Along the walls were pictures of space explorations and famous quotes painted straight on to the wall in neat, curving hand writing. The first landing on the moon, Apollo 13... Angel smiled as she glanced at all the information packed onto the walls. I wonder what it's like up there. No gravity; being able to float around. A momentary escape from all the worldly worries....
I like it this way. John muttered in repsonse. "Seems I'm quite popular." Hannah answered, her tone sour. She was barely aware of how tense she was, how her muscles were ready to spring after Aleera. She didn't notice how she leaned against Edward's hold in the slightest struggle. "Don't let go of me." Beatrice kept her head lowered. She was fully aware of as the scent grew stronger when they got closer. She covered her nose with one hand and kept close to Jinx.
Angel entered the museum through the front door, pleased that the police hadn't started an investigation on the damage yet. She lingered in the main hall and then slowly started towards the exhibit on the contellations. I don't know what I suppose I'll find. She thought. But looking won't do me any harm.
"No, we shouldn't be." Hannah agreed. She looked at the sky, her eyes unconsciously searching for the moon. She hissed, her eyes burning gold, when she saw the outline in the sky coming towards them. She knew who it was and wanted nothing more than join Aleera in the sky and tear her limb from limb. Aleera landed close to Edward and Hannah, but not close enough to be within their reach. She clucked her tongue and shook her head at Hannah. "So rude, so rude." He light pink sleeves billowed in the wind. "Hannah, dear, my master can help you. He has something that can get rid of that nasty blood in your veins." Aleera smiled, showing her fangs. Hannah bared her own fangs, not even considering the offer. "Go stake yourself, Aleera." She growled. Aleera fought to keep her temper under control. "Now, now, Hannah. Think about it. Of course," Her eyes burned light purple and she flew back up. "There are conditions." "Hold me." Hannah instructed Edward through grit teeth as Aleera flew away. As much as she wanted to, she knew it would be no help to her group if she went after Aleera now. Beatrice hung her head, starting to feel a bit more normal. "We should get back." Listen to yourself. John told Lestat. You sound like a weaping human.
OOC: my dada wants the comp so hannah and i shall be back soon BIC: "In the forest; close to us." Hannah answered. "Give them a moment. Beatrice hasn't been around human blood like that before." Beatrice tried to focus on Sorin. She closed her eyes, letting his image come before her closed lids. When she focused on him this much, she could almost smell his familiar, musky smell. But the scent of blood was still playing at the back of her mind. It's different for everyone, I suppose. John mumbled.
OOC: shhhhhh!!! reading Midnight Sun =^^= BIC: "Well," Hannah paused. "He is Jinx's creator. My guess is he said something about her. Van Helsing does lean favor towards Jinx." She cracked a smile. Beatrice turned her head over her shoulder, partially distressed that the blood was out of sight. Yet she did not struggle against Jinx's hold on her. Her throat burned, and she ground her teeth together, her fangs poking against her gums. Her mind was reeling and all she could focus on was getting back to the source of the blood. John was silent for a moment. Ah... Well, perhaps it's a fair trade.
Angel followed after Claire, glancing at the wrapped boxes on the table. "I'm going out." She murmured, heading for the door. "What?" Claire stared at Angel. "Why? You just got home, and I don't think you should go out so soon after fainting like that." "I didn't get all my answers." Angel mumbled, out the door as soon as she'd finished the sentence. Slowly, letting her mind wander, she made her way back to the museum. She noticed, half way there, that she'd left without her daggers, but she just scowled at the sidewalk and kept walking. If anything happened, it would be a great opportunity to practice with her newfound skill of controling water.
