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((Backtracking.))
Drew watched as the vamp had done what he'd just done. And got dusted.
"Hm... very good. I underestimated you..."
((Presant))
"Who're you first?" He asked the vamp.

Jason glanced at Drew, then back at the slayer. "Please, stop looking at me like that, both of you!" He rose, and raised Zandra's chin with his fore finger. "I'm not one of the nasties that go bump in the night," he said, grinning mysteriously, his teeth exposed. Which, by the way, were like any other human's. He released the girl's chin and bowed. "Jason, mademoiselle."

Drew glared at him.
"Get away from her!" he shouted at him. "I can tell the differance between good and bad hearted people. And you have the blackest heart I've ever senced!"

Jason raised an eyebrow. "Oh? My, my, are you her over protective big brother or something? I pose no threat to her or to you," he said calmly. ((hehe, M&A refrence...))

"No just an overprotective friend." he replied.
"One that you'd be smart to be scared of."
((Writers block...))

There was a gust of wind and it blew Kanna's hair in front of her face she moved it out of her eyes and she continued walking. She heard the talking and she grinned,her fangs showed and she gleefully whispered "The slayer we have some catching up to do and I'm aching for a kill." to herself. She walked out from behind the bushes that her shortcut was behind. She saw all the people her eyes caught Jason she slowly walked over to him. Once she reached him she smiled at him as she walked past. She sat on a gravestone. "This is a strange place for a party...well it is unless you've got a dark, twisted sense of humor. But hey whatever rocks your socks."

Zandra pulled away from Jason and stared uncertaintly at him. "That's right." she said at last. "I'm the new slayer and you'd be best to know it. Are you like the big bad in town?" Zandra stepped closer to Drew and looked at Jason again. "You'd also do well not to touch me again. You know, just a warning."

Jason smirked. "Big bad? Hardly! I'm just a human- albiate, a human with a sick sense of humor," he said, leaning back against the head stone. He looked over at the vampire. "It's not a party," he said, grinning wickdly, "at least, not yet."

((is it too late to join?))
Name: Darkling, aka Dark
Gender: female
Age: unknown
Species: witch
Apperance:Long, slightly curvy blonde hair, a rather pointed face, pale skin, red eyes, and black make-up. She wears a red dress with black hems, with only the right sleeve, which is long and wide. On her left arm, she wears a long black and red fingerless glove. Her skirt comes down slightly past her knees, and she wears white lace up boots that come up to mid-thigh. ((if SI is telling the truth, she showed a pic of Dark to aster and goddess hekate))
History: unknown
Other: Evil? Oh yeah! She's flippin' diabolical! The only thing standing in the way of her world domination is her friendship-he calls it romance-with the certain "Vampire Lord." Although, since he was stripped of his vampire-ness and turned back into a human, it's been much easier to ignore him and his gang. ((hmm, who is this vampire??? To be reveiled between me and SI!!!))

((yes you can join, Celknota))

"Right, your human, what an evil immortall one?" Zandra said coldly. She turned and snarled at the vampire. "Do you ever learn that strolling the graveyard means death for you? What were you doing? Helping you little bloodsucking friends out of their freshly dug graves?" Zandra pulled out her stake and stepped towards Kanna. "Better run if you value your life vampire. Oh, I'm sorry. Do you prefer un-dead American?"

Darkling opened one eye. She was sitting cross-legged on the top of large angel statue. Her meditation was being disturbed...

The witch cast a red eye apon the gathering, her lips becoming thin as she saw the slayer. She forced herself not to let her anger rise. You have forgotten the Vampire Lord, Darkling, she said to herself. There is no reason to hate the slayer. She stood, balancing dangerously on the top of the angel, her skirt billowing about her, and this night she had worn a black cape, which fluttered about her, making her seem like a bat perched on the angel. Her lips spread into an impish smile- her eye teeth had been filed into points. She spread her arms and looked to the sky, and clouds, like great gray ravens filled the sky, and a long fork of lightning craked behind her, silloetteing her against the sky...

((hmm, dramatic much?))

((I really have writers block where this RP is concerned...))
Drew scowled at the vampire who was sitting on the gravestone.
He dispised Vampires.
They had killed his parents long ago. It has been his lifes mission to rid the world of vamps ever since.
"UNDEAD FIEND!" He shouted at Kanna
((I know it's a peice of crap but... anyway my Character's English just so you know.))

Jason glanced up as the fork of lightning jittered across the sky. Darkling... he thought, recognising the witch's signiture spell. He pulled a chain from underneath his shirt, at the end which dangled a silver cross. How ironic, he thought, the Vampire Lord afraid of a witch. No...former Lord...

Zandra slapped Drew rather hardly on the cheek. "Shut up!" she hissed. She looked at the sky seeing the lightning. "Hmmm... lightning?" Then she looked at that creep, Jason. Zandra cocked her head, looking at the cross. "You're really not a vampire?" she asked, taking a chance and stepping towards him.

"OUCH! What was that for?" He asked her.
His cheek hurt alot.
"And great powers of deduction Zandra. Of course he isn't a vampire. He matialialized from nowhere!" He was starting to become sarcastic he hated it when people hit him.