Vampire Hunter School Thinger

(I'unno what your talking about. o_O)

Salem gripped Jem's hips, tugging him agressively down upon himself.

(Dunno. )

(Mmhm.

:c)

(.. Nvm then. xD I just thought he went both ways.. o: )

(If you're having to use the upstairs comp, want to switch to something else?)

Drake dug his nails into Quentin's flesh, delighted to hear the soft yelp the younger being released. He continued to hump, closing his eyes for a while.

(xDD)

( C: Yay!

*huggles*)

(Jem goes both ways, he's taking it the other way right now. xD

If you're referring to the Jem being in pain thing, he's usually dominant, and Salem is a big boy. XD))

(But I want them to realize who they're screwing. D:)

Salem pressed his hips to Jem's ass, groaning softly as he had at the other man.

(I know that.. xD

Ahhhh, right. XD)

(Hmm, how about Jem's mask comes off? Drake flips, and runs off... and Salem's all.. "DRAKE?! D:" or something.. Idk. xD
I think it would make him feel weird again, because yet again, he had to share something he wanted with Jem, even though he didn't know it at the time. XD)

Quentin moaned, throwing his head back as Drake hurt him some. He liked it, but he couldn't help but vocalize.

(off and on, fight club.)

(Mmhm. XD)

(Well, he didn't have to, he wanted to. XD)

Jemessis ran his fingers through his hair, causing his mask to fall askew and revealing half of his face, not that Salem could see.

(XDDD)

(Lol, but still, he'll feel weird because it was Jem. xD)

Drake could, and that face made him freeze mid thrust. ".. No.." he whispered, voice nearly inaudible as he looked away. He'd been doing so good, keeping himself in check, trying to wean himself from what he and his brother shared. He'd found Salem, and he really liked him.. Wait a minute. Who was he fucking then? Jem's boyfriend? Shit.. He eased himself back and out of the younger man, a soft frown on his handsome face. He pulled up his pants and moved quickly for the door, apparently not able to pretend he didn't know who Jem was.
Quentin blinked as it was suddenlt over, pouting and looking over his shoulder. ".. What got into him..?" he mumbled.

(Yeah. xD)

Salem frowned as Drake rose and moved away, easily pushing Jem off and following him, "Drake!" He called, hurrying to button his pants and follow the other male.
"Oh... Shit..." Jemessis whispered, sitting back on the bed, he did not bother to fix his clothes, "Shit..." HJe repeated, flopping dramatically back on the bed.

(xDD)

Drake was pretty much running. He was good at that.. always trying to outrun his problems. "God damn it.." he whispered, ripping off his mask and throwing it to the floor. He knew Salem was following him, but he couldn't stop. Not until he was far enough away. Hell, could he even then? What would he say if he knew? Would he think he was a freak and leave him? Uugh..

"What is it..?" Quentin asked, slowly scooting closer to Jem. He pressed himself to the man's side, nuzzling him gently.

"Drake! Drake, wait for me!" Salem yelled, tucking as he clothes as he chased the male.

"That was my twin," Jem whispered, shaking his head a little as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Drake finally slowed to a stop, nostrils flaring and tears beginning to slip down his flushed cheeks. He hung his head, glancing back at Salem. He couldn't tell the hybrid. He didn't want to loose him..

Quentin rose a brow. "Oh?" he asked. "why'd he freak out like that..?" He removed his mask, stroking Jem's side gently.

"Drake?" Salem asked, rushing to his man friend, he rest a hand lightly on the male's shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Jem leaned away from thew other man's touch somewhat, before eventually getting to his feet and groping about for his cigarettes, "Why wouldn't he? Would you want to fuck your brother's boyfriend, while your boyfriend is being banged by your brother?" He asked, though paused, "Well, in your case, would you want to bang your brother's wife, while your brother fucked me? Right alongside you?" he asked.

(Dun confussed myself. x_x)

Drake leaned against the wall, staring up at a light fixture. ".. That... I.. uh.. That was my twin brother." he finally mumbled, wiping at his eyes. "I.. don't feel so good, Salem.. I'm ready to go home."

".. Good point.." he mumbled, shutting his eyes and mentally hurting himself for being so dull at times. "Uugh.." He stuck his tongue out, shifting. He didn't feel too great now.

(XD)

"Your... Twin?" Salem asked, frowning. "Babe, I'm so sorry," he whispered, slipping his arm tenderly around him, "C'mon, we'll go home now, okay?" He whispered, trying to guide him off.

"Mmhm," Jemessis whispered, beginning to smoke as he slowly sat back alongside Quentin, "Well... What the fuck are we gonna... Hey, know what I just realized? You were just fucked by my twin, and I was just banged by your brother's, wifes, brother."

(Dun did it again., XD)

"It's not your fault.." he whispered. "I just.." He sighed, leaning into Salem with a soft whimper. "Yeah... let's go.." He slowly moved with the man, silent tears still falling.

The man blinked, raising a brow. ".. Huh. That's kinda funny, in a way..." he murmured, asking for a hit after. He wondered if Jamison'd ever had anything with a Grimm.. why, he wasn't sure, but still.. hehe. Funny thought.

(XD)

Salem gently rubbed at Drake's back as they walked through the bar, pulling off his own mask and discarding it onto the floor, "It'll be okay, honey," he assured softly, pulling him closer.

Jemessis held the cigarette out to the man, "Kinda, yeah," he agreed, wondering how the fuck he kept running into people that he knew.

(It's a small world afterall~!)

Drake shook his head softly, clinging to Salem for dear life. "You don't understand.." he whispered. "I don't think you want to understand it.." He bit his bottom lip. "I can't believe of all the people here.. I should've known.. that's who he is.. how he acts.. fuck, he's my blood and I couldn't tell it was him.." Hmm, maybe he hadn't wanted to tell? DUNDUNDUNNNNN. I dunno. xD

"Thanks." he said as he sat up, easily taking the cigarette and inhaling deeply. He held the smoke in his lungs as he returned the death stick to Jemessis. He exhaled, blowing the smoke into the air. "Mm, I wonder who all's been with who.. if anyone we know's been with someone else we know.. haha.."

(For some reason I just imagined the scenario of someone that was Nathan's friend or something before he became Natrix randomly showing up in the roleplay.. xD

Anyways~ xD*random*)

(No kidding.)

Salem ran his fingers through his hair, escorting the boy towards his apartment, "Babe, calm down, it's okay," he assured in a whispered voice, kissing his temple softly.

"Tch, obviously, after what happened here tonight," Jem pointed out, rubbing the bridge of his nose some as he did so.

(xD
Who shall we move to?)

Drake took a deep breath, trying to calm himself as he was lead home. He pressed his temple into the kiss. "Salem.. you're so wonderful.." he whispered, feeling a bit better.

"Mmhmm." he murmured, huddling up against Jem and nuzzling him softly. "Well.. what should we do now?"

(No idea. )

"Nawh, I'm not, I'm just a decent person, and you're not used to that," he pointed out, "But I'll make sure you do," he whispered softly, holding her close.

"No idea..." Jem murmured, shrugging some as he flicked away what was left of his cigarette.

(xD I know we had the capture capture in Egypt, and Abel was going to save Maddox and Rem, but I'm not exactly sure how. x_x And the mirror thing I'm not sure about either. |:
Unless.. maybe that could be what they're after? And Abel could find it.. Maddox and Rem could get taken while he's looking at it? And they could think he left them to die so he could get all the money, but he could come save them. Then when they get home Remy could like.. walk in on him in the bathroom in a towel cutting his hair all young and stuff.. err... I rambled again. D: And got distracted. :C Stupid parents. xD *shuts up*)

Drake smiled softly, finally pressing a gentle kiss to Salem's face in return. "Well, I'll always think you're wonderful, love.." he pointed out, stroking him. "You're more than a decent person.."

Quen stroked his chin for a moment. "Hmm.. same here." He kissed Jem's cheek gently.

(Mmk. xD

But you're going first this time.)

(Mmk. :3

Should I start with him finding the mirror?)

(Surez.)

All of this for a mirror? Abel shook his head softly, shining his flashlight infront of himself. The inside of this pyramid wasn't confusing to navigate, but finding a mirror, hell, a hand held mirror in the various corridors was quite a challenge. "Just think of the money.." he murmured. "You need the paycheck, and it's a good one at that." Then the brick ended, leaving him a patch of wooden planks to walk on. He stepped forward, not pleased with the creak of a groan it made. He pressed on, however, figuring that he could make it. "Who knows.. maybe they'll find it.." Another creak interrupted him.
He eyed his radio system, clipped securely to his belt, hearing nothing but silence. He didn't have time to ask them, as the next thing he knew, the structure gave, and he was falling. It wasn't a bad fall, apparently he'd been on a low level anyways. ".. Ow.." he murmured as he sat up, glad that the rotten debris hadn't landed on him. He looked around, noting that he was among the various treasures intended to be sent to the afterlife with whomever was buried here.
The golden relics and statues weren't what caught his eyes, however, the mirror in the hands of a statue of Horus did. "There you are.." he mumbled as he rose, dusting himself off. He walked to it, raising a brow. It looked like a regular mirror to him, but then again, he couldn't read the text. "Ah well.." He picked it up, staring into it for a moment before turning it over and tracing the carved words that he couldn't understand. He picked up his radio, about to tell the others they could get the hell out of there.

(Kinda lame, sorry. :c
I guess maybe he can hear the struggle or whatever happens? xD)

Remy groggily woke, having been knocked unconscious by something or another, she wasn't really sure at this point. She groaned softly, her eyes sliding slowly open, she sat up gradually on the sand, glaring at the feet that stalked towards her, as they were that of someone she did not recognize. Hearing a sound behind her, she turned to see Maddox strapped to a wall, and rose swiftly, knowing the person had it in his head to do the same to her. She poised herself for an attack, freezing as the man held a hand out to her, and sudden;y her surrounding began to distort, causing a great deal of panic to rise within her, especially as she watched a scarab scurry across the ground, and somehow make it into her mouth without her being able to stop it. With her eyes wide, she sat flailed about on the sand, clawing at her face at the imaginary bug.

Maddox soon woke at the sounds he heard, swearing that he heard something far off, but was far more concerned with the fact that Remy was tearing at her face, and that a man with a crooked dagger was eying him up in such a way that made him believe he was going to have his throat slit. As the other male advanced, he struggled against his binding, grunting and groaning furiously.

He frowned, catching the noises of the struggle on his radio as well as faintly in a certain direction. He was thankful that he'd had his radio set where his actions couldn't be heard. He gritted his teeth, rather angry that his companions had been jumped. The man slipped the mirror into his bag, looking around. Abel smirked as he spotted a couple sai. He grabbed them and headed in the direction he'd heard the noises, turning his flashlight off and allowing his eyes to adjust. He could see fine, the light had just been to catch the reflection from the mirror. "I'm coming.." he whispered, gripping the weapons tightly. The only thing that made him uncomfortable and rush was the fact that he didn't know where they were exactly, so it might take him a little while, and for all he knew, it might be too late. Thus he pressed on, determined to locate them.

"Remy, snap out of it," Maddox begged, pulling at his restraints as the man walked closer to him, now holding the knife extended, preparing to drain his blood in what appeared to be a clay bowl.

Remy remained on the ground, struggling in the sands, her face bleeding and her fingernails covered in her own blood.

"She can't hear you, she's too busy thinking she's being eaten from the inside out," he pointed out to the man, his eyes dark and blood thirsty.

He was silent and swift, having followed the noises to the area his 'friends' were being held in. He watched from the darkness for a few moments, frowning deeply at poor Remy. He then stared at the man with the knife that was intending to drain Maddox's blood. Abel narrowed his eyes, and then he moved closer, sticking to the shadows as long as he could until he was pretty much directly behind the evil man. He stepped cautiously, not even daring to breathe as he rose his sai, hoping that this would be easy. He was planning on simply slitting his throat.. but would it actually go accordingly?

The man rose his knife to Maddox's throat, the sharp edge nicking his flesh, causing a trickle of blood to run down to the hilt, and another to drain down the side of his neck. He grit his teeth anxiously, catching a glimpse of Abel, but refusing to look directly at him, for fears of giving away the other hunter's plan.

Abel took a final, large step, using his weight and strength to kind of push the man to the side that he held the knife with, so that it wouldn't hurt Maddox, using his other sai to violently cut through his throat. The spray that followed stained the sand, and the man shut his eyes, grinning at the gurgling he heard. ".. Heh..." he murmured, feeling confident that it had worked. He stayed in his kill position, however, making sure. You never knew nowadays.