Vampire Hunter School Thinger

Drake turned his hazle eyes to the woman, as if he'd known she would come. "You.. You're Rem, yes?" he asked, pushing himself off of the pillar in order to stand before her. He crossed his arms over his chest, watching her warily. "There's something that requires your attention.."

Remy nodded her head as he asked her to confirm her name. She looked him over curiously, and growing even more curious as he mentioned something that needed her attention, "And that would be?" She asked, brow rose some.

(He shouldn't know Liam is her father, by the way.)

"The demons in hell are about to be freed, and you're the only person that can stop it on your own.." he stated. "We're running out of time, and trying what I did didn't help." He looked away for a moment, biting his bottom lip.

(Mmk. ^^)

"Oh?" Remy asked through her mask, a brow still quirked at him. "What did you try?" She asked him, moving a little closer, clearly interested in whatever it was he had to sat.

"I tried talking logically to my father.." he muttered. "But he's not my father anymore." He slowly eased his shirt up, revealing a good amount of bandages. He put up with the pain fine, it was just.. that his father had done it that hurt. Drake shrugged. "Someone revived him... corrupted him.. and he's going to give hell to them. So please.. if you have to.. I'd rather him be dead then the way he is right now.." He cleared his throat uneasily. "He's not alone down there either.."

Remy reached out, gingerly touching his bandaged wounds, she let her fingers graze them, though looked to her hand as she drew it back, feeling the residue of something sinister. "So, you want me to go to hell. To 'dethrone' the man in charge, kill him if need be. Correct? Interesting..." She murmured, contemplating the though for a moment, she shrugged her shoulders a little, "Of course he's not alone, he's in hell, where all the damned souls are." She pointed out, brow rose as she wondered what significance that fact was.

Drake kept his gaze away from her still. "I also want you to find out who started this.. because if you don't, it'll happen again, I'm sure.." he mumbled. "But basically, yes. I can free my grandfather and those loyal to him while you're taking care of the other business.." He finally looked to her, brow risen. "I didn't mean them.. I meant there's someone else, powerful like you are, but I didn't see him, only felt him.. and there's my father's three.. uh... companions."

(http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa124/Isntittragic/remylarge.gif
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I fucked up the animation. x(
And made her too small. ><
But it was fun. O: I think I'll try again.)

(I was just playing around, by the way. xD I got bored, so those are free if you want 'em.)

"Oh? Maybe he'll be of some use, then..." Remy commented, absently reaching to her hips and touching the handles of her sai as she did so. She furrowed her brows somewhat as Drake continued to speak. "Companions?" She asked, blinking slowly.

(Looks cool, though. ^_^)

The male shrugged softly, looking off to the side again. "They're basically.. three guys he took from here to be his toys." he said with a shrug. He pulled his shirt down and exhaled. "Anyways.." He waited for her to speak.

(Glad you like. ^_^)

Remy stared at Drake, as if contemplating his offer. Eventually she shrugged, "Might as well face this head on. Not like it's going to go away," she remarked simply, as if making an excuse to do a good deed. "If I can find a way to save him without killing him, I'll take it, but I make no promise either way." She told him, blinking slowly, "And I need you to take me to hell. I can't create portals or anything like that."

(:3)

Drake nodded softly. "I understand.." he commented, moving his bangs from his line of sight. "Taking you will be easy, I just need a little time to heal up. I can't go down there wounded.." He had his reasons, and he didn't want to be at a disadvantage anyways.

(^__^
I figure after I get decent at those, I can sell them. P: )

"What do you propose I do in the mean time?" Remy asked, wondering if there was anything useful she could do.

(Mmhmz. ^^)

"Hmm.. I'm not really sure.." he said, shifting where he stood. "I guess.. just make sure you're ready.." He rolled his shoulders, wondering what Jem was up to. He'd have to go spend the night at his brother's..

(^_^)

Remy nodded her head softly, "Alright then..." She murmured, watching the dragon as she did so.

(Tired. Have work to do. Gone now.)

Drake bowed his head some. "When I'm ready, I'll come to you.." he said, before turning and walking off into the snow.

(Mmk. ): Bye~

Who shall we post now? o: )

(Methinks that Mal's hair will be long, to show how long he's been controlled, and his outfit will be all black have lots of chains and straps. When he's freed, he'll cut his hair and stuff. Change parts of his outfit, but keep some as well, to remind him of the mess his past was. c: )

(Mm, sounds cool.)

( :3 )

(Sooo... Whom do we RP now?

I kinda want to do, at least for a few posts, Liam and Lucifer in containment. Dunno why. I just do.)

(We can post them then. ^_^)

(Yay!)

Liam rest a hand to his throbbing, blood stained temple. He looked terrible. His suit was tattered and ragged, with splotches of blood shinning all over it. He had long discarded what was left of his tie, which seemed to have only been choking them. He leaned his head back to rest on the cold wall of the cell, which was no ordinary cell, to say the least. "Master, I'm sorry I failed you..." He pointed out, closing his crimson eyes.

(^_^)

Lucifer looked no better. He'd removed his black suit jacket, which was torn and singed, and was currently using it to apply pressure to a harsh wound in his abdominal area. He blinked, as if snapping out of something as he heard the man speak. He turned his pale, blood splotched face to Liam, frowning slightly. "You didn't fail, Liam.." he said, voice quite soft despite how bad he was hurting. "You stood by me to the end, and therefore you succeeded.." He smiled a bit, before exhaling and applying more pressure to the bleeding injury.

"It's no matter now... There's no one left strong enough to stop him..." Liam pointed out, shaking his head a little, "Hell is going to spill into earth, perhaps further more into heaven... And not even the angels will be able to stop him. Not with the numbers he'll have by then..." Liam concluded, still shaking his head.

Lucifer frowned, hanging his head and staring at the blood staining his white shirt. Kai.. his son had done this. He hadn't quite grasped the concept. Liam wasn't helping either.. "I don't even know where my other boys are.." he murmured to himself. Dominiq had been away on business when Kai had attacked.. and as for Natrix.. he just didn't know. "Damn it.. why am I so weak..?" It was because he was fighting his son. His son that had been murdered.. He couldn't kill family. Not like that. He grimaced, keeping his head hung.

(Like.. only one of your links to pictures of Sage works.. D: *random*

I'm working on that pic of Remy on meh paper, but is there anything else you'd like me to do on the computer? *has time to draw on it today* :3)

Liam let out a deep sigh, resting his hand on his chest as he did so. "I'd like to at least know who is behind all of this," he pointed out, glancing around the cell as he did so. "I feel like a fool, laying here, bleeding, and not knowing who I'm really fighting... Why are we locked up? Shouldn't he, or somebody, have killed us by now?" He asked, thoughtfully.

(Oh? Whoops. I moved them on my photobucket forever ago and forgot to change the links...

Um, I dunno. Whatever you want, I guess? xD)

Lucifer blinked, raising his head finally. "Whoever it is is powerful.. and they're not here yet.. That's all I know." he mumbled, giving up and tossing his jacket away. If I bleed to death, so be it. he thought as he stared into the darkness. "Liam, I'm not sure.. I wish they would've killed me though.. I can't bear the feeling of my son doing this." He cast his eyes to Liam, pushing himself to his feet soon after and stumbling towards the bars. He tried to walk like he had some dignity left, but his wounds threw him off. He gripped the magical bars, about ready to try to break them, even though he knew his efforts were futile.

(xDD Nice.

|D If they're commissions they need to be what you want. >o>
I'm enjoying custom items and stuff in Ms Paint is easy, so.. o: )

(I mean, who too, lol. xD But like.. yeah. I can try a pic in photoshop if you want. *shrugs* Up to you~)

"I feel the same, Master. Only because I hate to sit and wait for my death. I would have rather gone out fighting." He pointed out, his tired eyes following Lucifer as he moved, he shook his head, but did not protest. "I hope there's someone out there strong enough to stop him..." Liam quietly murmured, shaking his head.

(Um, well, I dunno.

And I have to go back to class for a while, so yeah. x_x)

Lucifer shook his head softly. "COME ON!" he shouted into the darkness, getting only his echo for a response. "END IT!!" He made a noise, loosing his balance and falling. "P.. please..." He heard a slight shuftling noise, but the chuckle that followed it made him merely bury his face in his arms. "They're torturing us, in a way.." he whispered. "trying to make us break.."

(Mmk. Just lemme know if you think of something. (:

Ok. D: )