"The fun part is actually tracking down the hunters. Because, of course, they hide among normal people. Let's go back into the night club. I'm sure you're not the first Vampire to hunt at night clubs, so naturaly there will be at least one or two there."
... oh, i'm sorry. I guess i lose. Too bad. :p
"No matter the reason, he's trying to protect you. And i just need something light, like fruit or something."
"Sadly, it's not that simple. You see, he's kind of elusive, as in no one will admit to his existence. He controls about a third of the vampire hunters in the city, and he murdered my entire coven. I've been searching for him for a couple of months now, and the only lead i've gotten was a whacky nun.' Tabris decided to cut to the point. "What say we find some vampire hunters and kill them?"
Mr. Wheeler accepted Nikkie's apology with a smile. "I think we both know he means well. He is, after all, your brother."
Tabris's smile dimmed a little. "Oh, i've been playing games like that for a long time. Ever heard of a Vampire Hunter called 'the Saint?'"
Mr. Wheeler cleaned the nachos off his coat as Zaris walked away. Mr. Wheeler could think of about a thousand horrible things to say to Zaris to make him even angrier. However, that wouldn't help the situation. So, he just dusted himself off and walked into the kitchen. "Thank you", said mr. wheeler to Nikkie, bowing his head slightly.
"Hunting for fun... Sounds interesting. Where do you want to start?" Hunting for fun seemed like the first stpe towards learning what "fun" was. Tha gangrel were not exactly a "fun" coven, nor had tabris been a "fun" person while he was human. But the rest of the gangrel were dead, and tabris was a Vampire now. He might as well start learning to have some "fun".
Tabris hadn't actually had time for fun in a while. Ever since his clan had been destroyed, Tabris had been relentlessly pursued by vampire hunters, and he had been in pursui of "the saint". If he wasn't doing that, he was running, hiding or eating. "I haven't had much time for fun lately. What would you suggest?"
Tabris felt horrible and primal as he fed off this girl. But then he realized he was probably doing her a favor. After all, she had been abandoned by her friends, and she had looked miserbale when tabris had met her. Think of it as euthenasea, Tabris told himself as he dropped her corpse in the dumpster. That didn't change the fact that tabris felt guilty. Tabris walked back towards Selene. "I'm done with mine. How did you do?"
They walked out of the side exit, but walked in the opposite direction of where selene was. If the girl saw selene feeding, she'd freak out, and would be tough to kill. "So what's your name?" Asked tabris. "Maurine. What's yours?" "My name is Tabris. Nice to meet you." It is at that point that tabris got his hands out of his pockets and slit her throat with his claws. "Sorry", Tabris said honestly. Tabris broker her neck then, out of mercy. Then, he began to drain her corpse.
Unfortunately, Tabris wasn't as good with people as selene. Then again, it would appear that neither was she. So, Tabris would take a chance. HE walked up to her in the corner. "Apparently you're not having a good time." said tabris. "I'm not a party person", said the girl. "I came here with my friends, but they ditched me. I've been here for a while." "Wow, that sucks. You look like you could use some fresh air. Want to come take a walk with me?" The girl looked happy to have some company. "Sure." Tabris and the girl got up to leave.
Tabris looked at the woman. She brought back so many echoes of the time tabris had spent as a human and a Vampire. He had spent his time alone, like that girl. She looked miserable there. Just like tabris had been as a human. SHe needed some company, without a doubt. And tabris needed blood. "She looks good", Tabris thought. "Who are you going for?"
"That's alright. I don't have to sleep unless i feel like it. As long as i have an intake of fuel, i'm perfectly fine."
"I've heard of him. He terrorized paris with his coven a couple hundred years ago. Why do you ask?" Tabris was apprehensive about going to the Night club. In the months that passed after his coven was destroyed, he had fed off of vampire hunters, wanderers, and people who were stupid enough to wander into his part of the sewer. Now, he was actually going to have to face people. Get used to it, Tabris told himself in his head. You can't sulk in the shadows forever. You should learn to live a little. Learn to have fun.
"It's like we're meant for each other. Like beauty and the beast. Of course, if anyone else calls you beast, i'll tear their lungs out."
I don't know. I personally would say that if Alucard from hellsing counts as a gunslinger, he would be my entry for both.
"If beauty could kill, one look at you would melt all of my internal organs and turn my eyes to raisins."
... it's not worth it. 36. Martin Scorsese's Eyebrows. THEY'LL KILL US ALL!!!!
Tabris grinned. "Sounds good to me. Where is it?" Tabris hadn't really had many experiences with other vampires before. The Gangrel didn't have much choice but to keep to themselves. But Selene hadn't tried to kill him yet. Maybe she was different than the others.
