Home Is Where the Blood Is [OPEN]

[MERIDIAN CARLYLE]

His foot steps fell heavy on the ground as Meridian made his way through the graveyard back to the crypt he called home. He wasn't that much afraid of being silent about it, he was after all many of the things that go bump in the night, no reason to be skittish on the way home.

He wasn't sure if it was a good call moving to London, but apparently a lot is going down these days. With the whole mystic crap of being more then one Slayer now, it only seemed right that for Meridian once again to make his mark on the world. He hadn't felt this good since the Thirty Year War. Now that was a war. He had high hopes for this one, if thats what you'd call it.

After his late night snack he gathered some supplies from his Fence and started his journey back to his crypt with a garbage bag slung over his shoulders. Some of these London crypts were smaller then he remembered, but he supposed it was all on how you decorate. There is only so much a vamp can do out in the day light, got to have something to keep you busy, and Meridian wasn't one for nesting so there was no way in hell he'd have others laying about to gossip or talk with. He shivered at the notion as he jumped and kicked off another tombstone casually with a sly grin etched across his face.

London was the kinda city one could get used to, and Meridian was getting used to it. There used to be so many unique Players in London but a lot of them seemed to have skiddadled to other parts of the globe to cause some evil. Hellmouths, tend to attract those seeking to bring on the end of the world, but he heard there were a few things in London that could do that also. He also heard of power one could get by doing some of those things, Meridian had to try.

Imagine being able to walk into the sun, to be invulnerable to slayage. Meridian could imagine a slayer quivering under his gasp as he choked the light out of her with his jaws clenched around her neck, teeth sinking in to siphon the life out of her body. The delicious possibilities, near made Meridian hungry again, he almost seriously doubted anyone would be strolling around the cemetery at night. But, hes been wrong before.

[veronica]

So she was no Slayer, yes people had told her that. Well they didn't use the word "Slayer" they used the word, superhero. So she wasn't a superhero, she knew that, but she was a witch, and she did like to slay, and slaying was what she was going to do. And so Srssch The vampire fell into a pile of dust after having a stake thrusted through his chest. "One for wasted up Veronica" She continued on her path, a stake being held loosely in her hand.

She didn't need no stake. Sure she could use magick, but that used up her mana energy, and if she was ever going to come up against some sort of major vampire, then she'd need to have that mana energy ready to cast. She kicked a rock, and watched as it bounced from spot to spot. There was a cold gust of wind that blew past her and she shivered, even with a jacket on. Running a hand down through her hair, Veronica's eyes darted about. Nobody was coming at her. Maybe they (the vampires) just couldn't be bothered to try and get her anymore.

Hah, like that was ever going to happen. She felt a pain in her right cheek and then again in her stomach. The next thing she knew she was down on her knees. Her eyes slowly moved upwards to look at the vampire. She didn't have time for this.. she half crawled, half scrambled to the side and the cat seemed to have got her tongue. She was no good at coming up with something on the spot, especially when it came to magick. "Go away please vampire!" She waved her hands towards him and sent a telekinetic wave. Not caring whether it hit or not, she fled the scene quickly.

Now she slowed down, panting. Then she heard a noise. Where did that come from? She silenced herself, trying to quieten her breathing. She backed up against a wall and looked around to a tombstone that had been kicked, by what seemed to be a vampire. She walked around from the wall and raised an eyebrow. "Hey..I don't think you should be here, it's dangerous..."

[MERIDIAN CARLYLE]

Just when the thought of ordering take-out and having to settle for some delivery boy his prayers were answered, as if he had been given a gift from the gods wrapped up in a neat little cute package. Blonde, seemingly jittery, and judging by the looks of her had just been running. Was this girl on someone else's reel? Doesn't matter, she was in Meridian's sights and he was going to snag her all the same.

"Hey..I don't think you should be here, it's dangerous..."

He turned to face her dropping his garbage bag on the ground, he chuckled under his non-existing breath. This is were the irony came in.

He pushed his tongue against the inside of his lip and slowly started approaching the girl, he could smell her, and hear the blood rushing through her veins. The back of his mind was throbbing, filling with the hormonal urge to pounce, sink his teeth in, and drink her dryer then a desert. Just when he was about to say something vampirely witty to her words of caution, a vampire came barreling through the moist grass of the graveyard digging clogs up with his heels.

Another vamp trying to bite-block him? Not going to happen, this was his little happy meal and he wasn't about to let it go, he caught her fair, square, and totally off guard.

Like-wise to his competition he vamp'd out and leaped to intersect the wild stampeding hungry man with a spear tackle, sending him to the ground. Once on the ground he pinned the man down by the neck with his hand, and he looked around the immediate area of where they landed. He reached over and grabbed a little wooden painted cross left on a grave, lifted it above his head and slammed it down into the heart dusting the little vamp extra.

"That'll teach ya." He said sighing and then standing up, cracking his neck slightly and then turning around to face the blonde. He folded his hands together and looked at her with a toothy smile.

"You know, maybe it is pretty dangerous to be wandering out here by myself."