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Selene (bulletsandblood) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-20 23:26:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 16, location: the gym, remus lupin, selene

Who: Selene and Remus.
What: A hunter on the trail.
Where: Near the gym.
When: Day 16; 4:00pm-ish.
Rating: PG-13 for possible violence and cursing. (Come on, it's a vampire and a werewolf. What could possibly go wrong?)
Status: Complete.

The day had been fairly uneventful so far for Selene, other than the fact it was her second day walking under the sun in over 600 years. She kept to the shadows for the most part though, more out of a desire to not be noticed than because of heat. It was a good thing vampires didn't sweat, or she might have died from heatstroke, walking around in all that black leather and vinyl.

She was on her way back into town when a scent caught her attention so sharply she nearly halted her steps. Blood. Fresh blood. Even if she hadn't been repeatedly tempted over the last 24 hours it would have caught her attention. But there was something slightly off about it. Something not human. It was that that made her cautious, shifting instantly into a hunter mentality. Using the buildings as cover she moved as swiftly as she dared, keeping a constant vigil for anyone else who might be out. Two people came into her view and as she followed the scent it soon became clear that it belonged to one of them. She came within hearing distance but didn't really pay attention, more interested in simply tracking. Or she was, until the wind brought her a stronger whiff that held something all too familiar. Her eyes went wide and she stopped in her tracks, back flat against a brick wall. One of them was a lycan. That changed everything.

From then on she followed at a safe distance, not wanting to be noticed, her eyes rarely moving from the two. When they entered the gym she hung back, hiding herself in the shadows of the liquor store across the street. The building was an unknown to her and she couldn't tell how many people were inside, otherwise she would have followed in after. An unknown amount of time passed, the vampire staying alert and keeping herself out of sight. When the boy finally reemerged she couldn't help but bristle despite how harmless he appeared. She had never dealt with one so young, at least to her knowledge; a lycan in their other form was nearly impossible to give an age to. For the moment she simply watched, trying to decide if anyone would see should she confront him, and if it really mattered if they did.

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the_five_signs
2009-07-21 04:31 am UTC (link)

Remus had been dropped off at the hospital.. which was really a gym. And he'd been looked at by one of the doctors there.. a lovely young woman who had also been very nice to him. This town seemed to be full of nice people, eager to help him.. but then again, it wasn't because of who or what he was. It was simply because he seemed to be one of the youngest in this place, and he was clearly injured. And if they were all prisoners here, then it was no wonder they had wanted to help someone else. They couldn't help themselves. If they could have, he was sure they wouldn't be doting on him. And as long as he kept thinking about them like that, he wouldn't get attached. Because once they found out what he was...

It didn't matter. The full moon was twenty-six days away. He was going to be fine. They'd be free, by then. Because he assumed he woke up the same day he'd been taken from. And he assumed he was on Earth, where there was just one moon. God Forbid he be on a planet with two, or even three moons. That would be.. awful. And impossible. So it didn't even cross his mind. Yet.

After leaving the clinic, he'd begun slowly walking again, until he'd taken himself away from the makeshift hospital and around the bend, to the carnival, where he'd stood and stared a moment, before he came forward and pushed open the rusty gate with a bandaged hand. It wasn't stained with blood anymore.. but it wouldn't take long. His movement would assure that scabs would keep breaking. "A carnival?" He asked softly. It was so old.. so antique. So rusted. Tetanus waiting to happen.

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-21 05:00 am UTC (link)

The vampire's choice was made for her when he started walking and she followed at a suitable distance, hoping he would wander to a nicely secluded spot. No witnesses meant less need for caution. She wondered if he was one of the ones who had been trapped in this place for awhile or if he was new, like her. Selene frowned slightly at the thought. They were nothing alike. Lycans were animals, beasts. Michael isn't. And Lucian was quite calculating. Remember, it was Viktor that encouraged you to hate the lycans. Despise them, even. She paused a moment to shake her head hard, blaming her internal conflict on a need for blood and the overall chaos of the last however many days, particularly the last day. Sworn enemy or not, she needed to find out what this furball was up to for her own safety.

When they ended up at the carnival she almost wanted to laugh. The place where she'd woken up, and a place almost guaranteed to be deserted. Or at least if anyone else was around she'd notice them easily and be able to adjust.

A glance over her shoulder told her they were far enough from town no one was likely to hear anything. Her hand itched for one of her trusty guns, knowing that would eliminate the need for questions at all if she wished it. But alas, she would have to make due. Her eyes were bright as she strode towards him, tired of hiding, and she just barely refrained from grabbing the back of his shirt to spin him around to face her. Part of her wanted to see what he would do... and part of her knew if she grabbed him she was likely to hit before attempting to ask questions.

"Surely they have those where you come from." she replied to his soft comment. Her canines weren't extended yet, so she was able to hide their unnaturally sharp points for now. "You look like you've been in a hell of a fight."