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Patrick Decyre The Cœna Leader
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|  | Viktoria and her End « Thread Started on Jan 2, 2007, 4:21pm » | |
"Wait, you mean to tell me, she's dead? By whom?" asked Patrick loudly, shocked at what he just heard.
"Yes. One of the Faith's members told us, but they said some who did it to be very unrealistic," the Coena reporter replied.
"And WHOM may that be?" Patrick replied, wanting to know immediately.
"A Coena sir, Erich Segal."
'Should have known. He was one of the few not wanting the treaty between the Faith and Coena. Find him, and bring him to me. The first to find him will be able to do the honors of having his blood." And with that, many vampires went scurrying to find him.
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|  | Re: Viktoria and her End « Reply #1 on Jan 3, 2007, 6:53pm » | |
"I know...hard to believe isn't it?" The shapeshifter spoke from behind the Coena leader. The current shape was her well-known preferred, a fifteen year old human girl with lifeless straight brown hair and startling blue eyes that held 75 years of wisdom. A smirk caressed her pale lips lightly, as sapphires gazed intently at the Coena leader. She was wearing a midnight black hoody with black cargo pants and black shoes. On her hands were black gloves and her bright blue eyes were encased in heavy eye shadow. Had she wanted to, she would have gotten black lipstick and made her lips blue as well. But Sanguine thought that her current effort was enough as it was.
"Erich Segal, your minion said? Interesting...that is the Coena vampire that killed a shapeshifter. First a shapeshifter and now word comes of him killing the Slokans leader? I have no choice but to bring myself into this you know. Then again...I would have brought myself into it anyway. Oh, where are my manners? Nice to see you again...Patrick. Can I call you Pat? Good...so what are you going to do now?
"Slokans will take quite a bit of time before a new leader is put in the vampiress' place. The treaty you made with the Faith is null and void without her alive. You will be facing complications yourself. What if this Eric person wishes you to die as well? What if he wants to kill me? Then who will periodically bug you? Complication, problems. Funny how they keep on coming in wave after wave." Sanguine spoke softly, the smirk still shining on her face as she looked almost pityingly as Patrick; walking over to face his front.
"Oh! I know! I can kill him for you! I am an assassin after all. Or maybe you didn't know that. In any case I will be happy to kill Eric...for the right price that is. Feel special...you don't even have to put a reason for you to want him dead! I want him dead already and I sure as know Kailee does. Killing her boyfriend on her birthday...bad Eric, bad! So...what do you say then? If I kill him...I will bring his body to you and you can drink his blood. Shapeshifters don't have the tendency to thrive on sanguine as you of the vampiric do. I mean...if this person killed Viktoria and a Shapeshifter while I was in the building...do you really think that your pathetic vampiric can take him down? Who knows...this may even be a good time to work with each other. Won't that be fun?" Sanguine spoke, smirking still but the seriously getting deeper and more evident into her voice.
Her eyes were emulating ice and she was glaring. Soon after she had finished her words, she had gone into one of her death glares...a glare that froze every human in their tracks with fear. It did the same for all of the lesser level vampiric...as long as they weren't hungry enough to prey on a 'teenager'.
"So...what do you say...Partick?"
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