The First Night In A New Life

The night air in Arnamaeus City was of a unqiue smell. "She would've loved this place." Adi thought to himself as he walked out among the streets, admiring the flashing lights and nightlife going on around him. He had been allowed time to acclimate to his new surroundings and status as Walker, and was actually ordered to go out on a night on the town. Peter and Lou weren't far behind, and while Pete was still adjusting to being able to go out into a city without fear of death or being shunned, he appeared to be having a rather fun time trying the various foods from the marketeers.
Lou on the other hand couldn't be happier. The man had to have visited at least a dozen bars by now and clearly was drunk off his ass, having Pete support him along the way.

As the trio made their way through the crowded city streets, a crier-boy was advertising a show featuring a harlequin, and it seemed to be rather popular since everyone was gathering around to try and get tickets via the flier. Adi managed to get his hands on one, and as he read it, he decided where their next stop would be. "Hey guys, feel like seeing a show?" He asked them, but at this point, they both were so far gone they'd do just about anything.

And with that, they headed to the so called "Butterfly's Quin Show" to hopefully take a much deserved breather.

"Gotta admit,, the perksh of being a Walker shure der rock, eh fellas?" Lou barely managed to say. "Get all the cool shtuff for free."

"Indeed they do my friend, indeed they do."

Azriel sat in a tavern in the city of Arnamaeus. He took up his usual spot at the bar with his cloak folded and sitting on the bar next to him and his top hat resting atop the cloak. He had his usual drink, a bloody mary. People in the tavern were acting a fool as usual, singing and dancing, and starting small fights before buying each other another round and becoming friends again. Sounds of laughter and poor singing drowned out most of his thoughts. One individual inparticular caught his eye. She dressed in what appeared to be normal clothes, but was far too pretty to be in this shit hole. He motioned the bartender over and asked to send the woman a second of whatever she was drinking. The bartender did as he was asked without question before bringing Azriel the change from the money he let lay on the counter. Azriel collected his change and walked over to where the woman was sitting and introduced himself. Outside, the sky was becoming darker from the elapsing time as Azriel courted the young woman. She took note of the time and jumped up in panic. "I have to go, im sorry. I am suppose to be dancing in this show tonight downtown." Azriel sensed that this was the time to make his move. "Its dark outside, allow me to walk you to the theater." the woman smiled at his kind gesture and noded in agreement. He smiled and walked over to grab his effects. As they walked out of the bar arm in arm, he dawned his hat and the two walked to the theater. The sky sparkled from the stars shining brightly. They arrived safely after about 10 minutes or so of walking and she went back stage to prepare for the show. Azriel went to the main entrance and bought a ticket from the clerk at the podeum before making his way into the auditorium. Inside he found his rag tag group of friends sitting there trying to keep Lou quiet. He seemed to be drunk like he usually gets in towns, on leave from their assignments from the council. Azriel walked over to Adimus and took the seat next to him. "Let me guess, the fool found a bar again?" He said, obviously talking about Lou.

"Another night... Another show. When will it end? That's for you to know." Chimed a soft voice from the back stage. It was the one known as the The Blue Butterfly. She was switching her persona into the playful harlequin the town seemed to love to have on stage. With the sound of knocking coming from the backstage door, the woman stood and walked over to the door, opening it for what seemed to be the new dancer. The young woman noticed the dancer was accompanied by a male and gave him a faint smile before letting the door close. Once this was done, the young woman sat down and allowed the makeup artists to do their job, decorating her face with small butterflies rather than stars and giving her a darkened blue lipstick to help her eyes seem much brighter. With the make up done and her outfit on, the woman sighed and began stretching. "Adonia! Adonia! For fuck's sake! Where is she?" came the voice of the producer of the show. The woman was short and slightly chubby but had a voice that could echo for miles if she wanted it to. "Adonia! There you are! We need you up on the loop for tonight's show. We'll be starting off with it today." Said the small loud woman. Adonia gave off her sweetest smile and nodded before walking past the woman. The silver haired female made her way to the large metal ring and sat herself upon it before it was lifted up above the stage, being hidden by the thick red curtains. Soon a large booming voice came from all over the theater.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Boys and girls! Welcome to the Arnamaeus Opera House! Tonight! We bring to you one of the newest yet most astonishing acts from all over Armetisia! The lovely joker of treats! The jester of grace! Ladies and Gentlemen! The Blue Butterfly!" With this announcement, the curtains opened, revealing a blank stage as the music began to play. Slowly the large metal ring wish the woman sat upon lowered, revealing her with a soft smile as she waved to the people. Slowly the ring began to swing back and forth and the woman stood within the ring. "Welcome everyone and thank you for coming! Please enjoy the show!" After she spoke she pressed off the forward moving ring and extended her arms, grabbing hold of a trapeze bar and swinging on it before being lowered completely to the center isle of the Opera house. The woman smiled before blowing a kiss to the crowd and running back to the stage where she began a dancing number with other females. However, as she danced, the woman did a few flipping tricks as well as exposed her flexibility. Her ice blue eyes glistening with what seemed to be enjoyment as the show progressed.

"WOO FUCK YEA, TITSH MCGEE!" Lou yelled in hsi drunken hubris in admiration of the beautiful women dancing on stage. He was quickly silenced with an "Ack!" after Pete punched him in the back of the head.

Adi, who had addressed Azriel's presence, simply nodded and said "Yea, he found about twenty on the way here, and I'm barely holding my own liquor myself to be honest. And to top if off, hotties on stage, meant to entertain me!? Aw man, I think I can dig this Walker thing." He said with a wide smile. He admired the main girls stage presence, and "unique" abilities, especially her flexibility. Then the odd sense hit him, the odd sense of his own kind, which he only felt twice in his life. "There's another one of my kind here...But who..." He thought to himself, now eyeing the stage trying to find out who was giving off the vibe.

He still enjoyed the show though, feeling and dancing whenever a woman would come to his seat and do her act for him. For him, finding out who the other psychic was merely to satisfy his instincts. After all, in Arnamaeus City, no one would attack him, and for once his life wasn't at risk, he wasn't being shunned...He was part of the crowd, and that's all that mattered.

And He loved it.

Lou on the otherhand, had one hell of a headache when he came to, which he cured with a a round of shots of gin and tonic for him and the guys. "Yea boysh! E`rrbody! SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS! IN DA CLUB!" And forced half of them down his and Pete's throat, and even tried to force Azriel to have a shot. "C`mon brooder boy! Have a shot, lighten up! It tastes good, I swear!"

Azriel sat back and tried to enjoy the show even though lou was yelling rude and vulger things at the women on stage. The lights dimmed and a spot light kicked on to center stage as a metal ring came down. Inside was a young girl dressed to kill. She began to perorm many feats some of which showed off her flexability very well. Azriel looked over to his left and seen Adimus smiling with great pleasure as one of the back up dancers came and gave him a dance of his own. On his right, lou was making a ruckess due to jealousy of Adi. He couldnt for the life of him figure out why they didnt come see him. Azriel was getting irritated of him though due to him flailing around and bumping into him. The dancing number began and Azriel's attention made its way back to the stage where the young woman he had been talking to earlier had taken stage. He seen her smile and nonchalantly blow him a kiss. He grined half heartedly to appease her need for complete human affection. The number completed and she left the stage. As this happened, something seemed to have caught Adimus' attention. Azriel took note of this before having liquid poured on him by Lou who was trying to force him to do a shot. The fool kept yelling shots over and over, as if this would somehow convince Azriel to do one. "Where the hell did you get shots at? There isnt an open bar in here." Azriel grabbed lou's shirt and began cleaning the liquid off with it, before pushing him back into his seat. He grabbed the bottle from Lou and smiled "All you had to do was ask instead of dumping it on me. Cheers" He said as he took a big swig from the bottle. He handed it back and turned his attention to Adimus. "So anything that you want to tell me man? You look like you seen a ghost a minute ago."

Once the show was over, the female curtsied to the audience as the applause roared through the opera house before the curtains closed. The woman made her way off stage with the other dancers. As she walked by she heard the usual "Great Show Adonia" and the "Nice going Adonia" from other members of the staff. She made her way back to the dressing room, removing her costume from her being and changing into a black and gray skirt with a gray shirt which covered over the blue butterfly tattoo on the center of her chest. The woman made her way to one of the make up stations, removing the make up from her being and getting herself prepared to leave. Quickly the woman leaves from the back door, leaving the opera and walking through the crowded streets. Something told the girl to get out of the opera house quickly. For some reason, she couldn't figure out why she felt someone like herself, another psychic was within the opera house.

Adonia made her way to a local bar where she normally went after the shows. She sat down silently at the bar until the bartender came up to her with a martini glass of blue liquid. The female smiled before sipping the blue alcohol. Her eyes watching the room as she relaxed. "Another night... Another show. When will it end? That's for you to know." she whispered to herself.

Jeni made her way into the city. Why in all the world did she have to go into the city. This city? It was too far from home. Ulch! She remembered the conversation with the coucil. She was not going to argue with them, there was no point in it, she would end up losing. So, she had reluctantly gone against her normal instinct. She hoped that there was atleast a hit to be had here. If there was she would be notified of it. Porthos gently stepped through the streets of the city. Where was a bar when you needed a decent drink? As she pulled up to an apparent show...something about a butterfly. She got off of Porthos and entered the place where the show was going on.

Apparently there were some guys talking about shots and what not, stepping up and sitting away from the guys she was going to atleast see what this show was on about. It could have been interesting...or it could be. She dropped her brown leather coat off and removed her leather gloves and black hat and sat down. She hated being surrounded by people. She was very very glad when the show was over. However she was greatly impressed by the show.

Finally she was able to up and leave before everyone else did. She finally was able to get to a local bar as she got there she again set Porthos outside to relax and stepped into the bar she stepped up to the bar and ordered a dark beer. She wasn't much of a drinker, but everyonce in a while she needed one. Jeniveve wore a short black figure fitting, low cut dress and a pair of high heels. She'd have to put on some pants before she was able to get onto Porthos. She luckily had some in her saddle bag. Her black high heels would even be painful to ride in. She was just here to observe. Taking a seat in a table in the corner, she was just going to observe.

"The bar right behind you silly!" Lou said as he pointed to the bar and began to fall backwards. Luckily for him Pete was there to catch him yet again, and this time he was brandishing a bottle of an odd glowing green alcohol. "Look what I found, a personal favorite of mine. C`mon, let's down this thing."

Adimus looked at his friends and gave a hearty laugh. "It's nothing Azriel, just got an odd feeling from the air, no used to this ya know?"

Then the vibe he had from the other psychic earlier came back, and he felt the presence from back stage, giving him insight that whoever the other psychic was, had been one of the dancers. "Hmm, I wonder." He said under his breathe as he took another shot and ducked out of the party room to try and sate his curiousity. His instincts also tipped him off to a girl that seemed to sit only in the corner of the room, drinking a dark beer simply watching everyone. She wasn't bad to look at, but gave an odd feeling. "Meh, the psychic seems more interesting." He said to himself and continued to sneak into the back in an attempt to find who the other psychic was.

He focused hard on his senses, which was difficult seeing how he was drunk, but with enough effort he managed to narrow it down, and as such, he found himself staring at the beauty who took center stage earlier. "Hmm, my my, what an odd turn of events this night has taken."

Azriel looked back as Lou pointed out the bar behind the theater, making note of it for later. He turned back and to Adimus only to have him say that the look was nothing. Azriel focused on his blood discreetly to see if he was lying, and he was. As his friend got up to leave the building, he followed behind him, but at a slight distance, leaving the others to drink some strange green liqour that they brought out. He hoped that the girl he met earlier would be at the after party across the street at the previously mentioned bar. It was bar time now, the streets where filled with people walking and hanging out in front of taverns. Cars remained parked on the sides of the roads. The night was far to beautiful to be driving around. Couples walked hand in hand and the single people where posted up along the outsides of buildings, some kissing, some just tlaking. Azriel walked into the bar and looked for Adimus in the crowd. He had taken a spot in the corner talking to the main girl from the show. Now things where getting interesting. Azriel sat at the bar and ordered a drink, looking out and keeping an eye open for his previous encounter. Everything was going good until the rest of the crew came bursting through the door making a ruckus. "Fuck me, really?" He thought to himself. He turned back around and had another swig of his drink. It would seem that these guys wherent going to let him get any tonight let alone tail somebody in quiet. "Bar keep, im buying these guys a bottle to keep them busy, your best whiskey please." Azriel paid the man and grabbed the bottle, setting it down at an empty table. "Come and get it boys." He said pointing to the bottle, before returning back to his spot at the bar to watch Adimus again, seeing if this new girl could be trusted.

Adonia remained silent as she watched the people around the bar. There was a woman that seemed to wander in, drink and just observe her surroundings. Adonia's eyes looked over the woman without much change to her expression. Not showing if she was interested or just looking. The woman's eyes then looked over as a man walked through. Her eyes watched over him as she felt the same feeling as before. She kept her gaze off of the male and continued sipping her drink as she relaxed in her seat until the man came up to her. "Hmm, my my, what an odd turn of events this night has taken." the man said, which caused the woman's ice blue eyes to glance up at him once more. "Believe so? May I ask why, sir?" The woman asked as she was about to motion the man to join her for a drink but then in came a small group of men. They seemed to all be already drunk which gained a look of disgust from Adonia for a moment before she shook things off. "Anywho.. Where were me?"

Jeniveve sat in her corner drinking her beer quietly when she noted a man staring in her direction. Was he trying to read her? DRAT this not having telepathy! Oh well. Sometimes she thought it was a blessing. She noticed a man tossing darts at a dart board. She knew him. He went around to different cities and bars stating that he is the greatest bullseye marksman and that he never misses the bullseye. Smiling she stood up and walked over to him. "Feeling competative?" She asked arching an eye brow and smirking. "Well, sure if you put your sweet ass on the line." He said leaning into her.

Leaning away from him, the smell of booze was way too strong and she was amazed that he was still standing. "Okay, you win. I'll rock your world like a porn star. However, if I win..." She said taking his wallet and taking the money out, slapping it down on the table. "Sound fair?" She asked. Her eyes made contact with the woman who had been the main attraction at the show. She nodded and tilted her hat slightly. She then returned her attention back to the man she was enjoying toying with. The man finally consented and began the three dart tornament. He put all three darts very very close to the bullseye. Smiling she stepped up to the designated mark and took her three darts.

She placed all three darts inbewteen her fingers on her right hand. With one flick of her wrist the darts were thrust into the dart board, all of them a perfect bullseye. Smiling she turned back to the man. "Well?" She asked. The man reluctantly handed over his money. Smiling again she took it. "Thanks honey!" She said and went and returned to her seat.

"Well that all depends really. For me, the night got interesting because I happen to be a very curious fellow." Adimus said pulling up a chair and sitting on it backwards. "For you, I'm going to guess that it'll be interesting because you know what I am, and I know what you are. In fact let's play a little game eh." Adimus said sitting slightly more upright now, focusing his eyes into hers. "I'll show you mine," As a set of glasses and a bottle of wine lifted from the table next to them, "If you show me yours." As the glasses set upon the table gently and the wine began to pour itself. "Let me guess, new to having powers?"

Meanwhile Pete and Lou took Azriel's offer and began to down the bottle, with Lou challenging the other patrons to drinking games, which he won with near super human ease. "God man, your liver has to be halfway dead by now." Pete said to him. "No man, I'm fine! I can handle any form of alcohol, I'm just good like that!" Lou replied. With a good laugh, Pete looked around and noticed a women throwing darts in a bet against a person that was somewhat famous in Armetisia for being a marksman. "That guy doesn't have a damn thing on me." Pete thought to himself as he got up and told Lou he was going to win a couple hundred bucks. Lou shrugged it off knowing whatever Pete was going to do, was probably going to work. And if it didn't it'd be one hell of a laugh.

Pete watched as the girl the poser challenged beat him in the bet and win some money. Pete giggled like a little school at him as he walked by, and went up to the girl and said "Hey, watch this." As he walked at least twenty feet past where the girl and the guy stood, and drawing his three darts and throwing the first two so they landed just right in the board with a hair's breathe inbetween them. For the last shot, Pete looked up, down, and then around before turning around and throwing the dart just right over his shoulder so it would bounce off he ceiling, the table, and finally land onto the board, with the tip of the dart landing perfectly in the middle of the first two, all three dead center perfect of the bulls eye. "Ain't none like me son, chig chigga wha! I said ain't none like me! You don't know my name, pardon me, name be chig chigga Petaaaa!" Pete said, as he started to rap.

This got Lou's attention faster then a free night at a brothel. "Pete, the quiet ninja boy, rapping!?" Oh damn hell froze over, I gotta get my winter coat!" He said as he walked over and started to join him in the proceedings.

Azriel loked around the bar at all the events taking place. By the darts, pete was talking to a women that just beat some poor slob at a dart throwing sontest with rediculous ease. It seemed almost as if pete had taken it as a challenge when he seen it. Pete took a dart and with great skill bounced it all over the bar and back, perfectly into the dart boards bullseye. This was followed by him raping to the girl, which was a site Azriel had yet to witness. Comentary came pouring out from Lou's direction when he heard the usually silent Pete modernly seranade the women. Lou, was polishing off the bottle pretty good. "Man his liver is going to fucking hate him tomorrow" Azriel thought to himself as his eyes swept over him. He lost his balance, ability to talk well, and "always the ladys man huh Adi?" He thought as he polished off his drink. He tossed the bartender a gold piece his friends attention for the night it seemed. Now Azriels gaze fell back on Adimus and the girl from the show. He caught Adimus lifting some objects before placing them back down, trying to impress the girl. to pay for his tab and got up to walk over to where the too where sitting. When the bartender called out to him about changed, he turned around to motion him to keep it before turning back around into a rather burly man, knocking him back and spilling the mans beer. "My apologies, i didnt mean to run into you" He said outstretching his hand to the man only to have it slapped away. The man pissed of from loosing his beverage spoke after throwing the empty glass to the ground. "Do you know who i am whelp? I've got quit the reputation in this town you know. I dont take shit from no one! Least of all weaklings like you!" The man grabbed Azriel by the shirt lifting him up slightly. Azriel sobered out his blood in his body quickly. He then took both his hands and moved them up and under the mans wrists knocking himself free. Squating down along with his drop he chambered his palms back before launching them forward into the mans stomach, sending him flying back into the wall. In one fluid motion, Azriel released some blood from his gourd and senf to medium sized spear heads into each of the mans shoulders. He walked over to the man who was now pinned to the wall and thriving in pain. "Have you any idea who i am, fool? I should kill you right now for your incolence!" He said as he reched out for the mans throat with his right hand.

The young woman's eyes watched as she saw another female con a man out of his money. It was obvious that the other woman knew what she was doing. The man was an easy to get money from by the looks of things. Adonia looked over at the man who sat near her. The female laughed lightly as she watched the male show a bit of his psychic abilities. It was obvious the man was powerful and had some practice with his powers. Adonia on the other hand, not so much. She was better with her own style of her abilities than any other aspects. As the man poured their drinks she relaxed a bit and closed her eyes before opening them and listening to him. "I suppose it is an interesting night... As for the game. How about you show me.. And I might show you." a soft smile coming over the woman's lips as she tried to show slight interest, when in fact, this WAS a game. After the man's question, she nodded. "Yeah. For the most part I suppose. I need to get a bit more practice in."

The girl sighed softly as she watched the random affairs around her. The men that came in seemed to want nothing more than to drink until she noticed a slight commotion rise between one of the men that came in and a random drunk. The site of the man being forced against the wall was not what was odd. What caught the female's eye was the red spear which jabbed into the man's shoulder. The smell of blood rising into the room. As the other man raised his hand around the drunkard's neck, Adonia's eyes looked over at the scene and swayed her wrist in their direction, using her telekinesis to force the blood user to the side. "Enough of that, you two..."

Jeniveve, calmly watched as Pete decided to show off. "You are very much a man." She said leaning in close to Pete after he had rapped to her. She smiled and roughly took his chin in her small but very powerful left hand. "You like being a man huh?" She chuckled pushing back at him slighly seeing if he would bend to her will. Chuckling again. "You men are all the same. Can't stand to let a woman compete." She said playfully slapping him on one cheek and then the other. She was enjoying this man. She hadn't had much an opportunity to screw around with a guy in a while and this one was pequing her interest.

Her attention was taken from the man infront of her when two other men began to slightly quarell. How interesting. This was going to gain her interest and possibly both of them might get a knife in their gut for interupting her new prospect. Turning her attention back to the man infront of her she smiled again, a dazzling smile. "Well, if your ever in my town feel free to contact me and we may have alittle...tet au tet." She said and gave his left cheek another playful slap. Collecting her jacket from the bar she pulled it on and went back out side to her horse. "Dear friend, I think it's time to go. The city calls." She said pulling a pair of pants out of one of the saddle bags. She pulled them on in the street earning her a few glances from passers by, not only due to her changing, but also due to her having a large horse in by a tavern door. taking her dress off the rest of the way she pulled on a black short sleeved, form fitting shirt. She elegantly climbed up onto Porthos and adjused the equipment. She now had a perfect birdseye on everyone and getting out of here was going to be a bitch.

"Hey loverboy, trouble, look alive." Lou said as he slapped Pete much harder than the woman he had been hitting on did when he saw Azriel lift a man into the air with his blood spears. Pete sobered almost as fast as Lou did, and Adi took notice as well.

When Adi saw the girl push Azriel aside with telekinesis, he knew he'd have to react quickly to prevent this from turning into an all out brawl, one that would end in somebody dying. "Hey, miss, I wouldn't do that if I were you, he gets pissed off pretty easily." He said putting his hand on her shoulder and gently giving her a push back. "And as for you, the new guy who's a pin cushion, why don't you relax a bit before my friend here impales you because I'd hate to have to lay him out because some idiot pissed him off." He continued moving forward towards Azriel, and placed his hand gently but firmly on his shoulder and said "Now why don't you relax as well. I figured you for an angry drunk, but this is a bit much don't ya think? I mean, ya coulda just punched him int he face really hard and be done with it." Then Adi leaned in and shot a cold glare back at the pin cushioned man saying "Then again, I'm slightly inclined to let him continue since you feel so inclined to try and beat down someone who's contracted to the Walkers."

As the man cowered in fear but still engulfed in anger, Adimus asked to Azriel to let him go. "Drop him Az, he ain't worth it, besides, if he runs off now, he'll probably grab a bunch of his buddies and think he's the shit, and then we get to beat them down out of self defense and I have to do less paper work. Pete, Lou, we're outta here, time to get some sleep anyway, we got a training session and outfitting overhaul to do tomorrow with Franz and Aletta anyway."

"Got it boss, let's go!" Lou yelled whereas Pete simply nodded and followed Adimus out.

"Ma`am, I'm sorry for the trouble, and possibly bloodstains. Tends to be a bit of a habit of mine." Adi said as he continued out the door, only to nearly be crushed by a giant horse. "Jesus, what in the hell do ya feed that thing!? Sheesh." He said as he side stepped it and continued onward.

"Hey Adi, ten bucks says you're right and that guy gets a gang to try and kill us."
"Hey Lou, ten bucks says I'm always right."

Anger burned inside Azriel as he held the mans throat. So easily could their kind be borken, mamed, and even killed. His grip tightened as the man squirmed. All he could think about was how he should finish off this pathetic excuse for a living being. How to do it though? He couldnt decide if he wanted to make an example out of him, so anybody else in this esablishment wouldnt dare challenge him or just end it quickly. His thoughts where stopped cold as a invisble force pushed him aside and a voice told him that that was enough. Azriels focus turned on the woman who spoke in manner of authority and it made him even more angry. Who was she to tell him what to do? The blood all around him began to hover in a suspended state of animation, as if it was getting ready to pounce on his command. On the inside his mind was going crazy, but on the outside he was calm and had a smirk of delight on his face. He could swear the blood was talking to him, telling him to kill the girl, and to drain the man dry. This was interupted when he noticed Adimus walk over to the man he had pinned, after consulting the woman to kindly remain quiet. Adimus placed his hand on Azriels shoulder and spoke, telling him to let the man go, and if he was lucky, and right , like he usually is, they would be back with more people to mess up. With that, Adimus took his leave out of the bar, having lou and pete join him. Azriel took his friends words to the area that should be his heart and recalled the blood pinning the man to the wall. He looked over and sensed blood staining the womens clothes who had pushed him. Adimus had taken a fancy to her, so he figured he would do right by him. "I am sorry miss for the stains." He said sweeping his hand once in front of himself and calling all of the blood from he clothes, removing every last bit of it, and leaving them looking as if nothing happend. "Allow me to get that for you." He commanded the blood he had used, and that, that he gathered into his gourd before collecting his things and walkked to the door before turning around to speak again. "Till we meet again lmy lady." He bowed to her and dawned his hat and cloak before walking out the door. Out side, there was a women on a giant horse that nearly trampled Adimus as he walked out. Azriel thought he may know what she fed it to make it that big, but that would be for another time. "Ma'am" he said as he tipped his hat and walked after Adimus and the others. He had caused enough commotion for one night, it was time to retire for the evening, no patients left to deal with anybody else.

[OOC: Sorry for taking so long. Kinda been out all weekend.. Alot went down. NOTHING BAD! But.. Yeaaaaah.. Sorry.]

The woman sighed as she gently rubbed her temples with her thumb and middle finger. ~'Men are so hormonal... One minute having fun the next they are ready to kill eachother...'~ The woman thought after she had pushed the male aside and off the other. She then looked over at the one she had been talking to, the fellow psychic. As he warned her about her actions, she sighed once again, only getting more thoughts within her head about the stupidity of her own race. ~'I swear if one of them come to me and tells me to "Respect-My-Authoriton" I might actually kill someone...'~ She thought as she looked the group over. She then saw the man that she had talked to walk over to the angered male and talk to him. A slight smirk came over the woman's lips before it faded. Once the angered man came toward her, she was about to be ready to force him away but instead he removed the blood that had covered her clothing, leaving it spotless. The woman blinked before nodding.

"No worries on it... Thank you." Her words came out kinder than they did when she tried to be stern. Her ice-blue eyes looked over the group of men as they left. Her head shook a bit before she heard someone clear their throat. "Excuse me, Ma'am, but who is paying for the damages to my bar?" The woman sighed again and rubbed the back of her neck before placing down a large sum of money on the bar counter. She made her way out of the bar rather quickly to avoid questions before seeing the en go one way and the woman from before go in the other. Instead of going towards either of them, the young Elvish female made her way to the woods, a good mile away from the city. She entered a small shack, which appeared destroyed from the outside. Once inside, the woman relaxed and smiled at the extravagant home. Heading down a set of stairs into a stone encased home. There was nothing within it that was uncomfortable. Carpeted floors, lounge sofas and pillows decorated the main room. The woman sat down on the couch and relaxed, closing her eyes now that she was away from insanity.

Jeniveve was about ready to go charging off into the night to find either a place to rest or, to find some trouble. She wasn't sure how she was feeling right now she was kind of in neutal territory as to where her feelings where. Perhaps a nice rest was in order. As she took Porthos' reins in her hand with authority she was about ready to move him into the street when someone came flying through the door. Ah-HA! It was a friend of her prospect. She however didn't have time to warn her horse. Rearing up Porthos tossed his might head, and reared up slightly. He snorted as the man asked what she was feeding him. The horses nostrils met the guys eyes. "It's not the feed, it's the breed." She responded.

Again she was about to move him, when another man came through the door. Oh, this was getting silly! Atleast a quick tip of the hat and a 'ma'am' is what she got. Well, something was better than nothing. She clicked to her horse and moved him. As she did this five guys came out of the bar, she recognized the one in front. He was the one that had gotten in a fight with the other guy who had gotten angry and it was all sorts of a riot. As she moved Porthos as quickly as she could one of the guys in back roughly punched at Porthos' shoulder. "Move you dumb bitch!" He said. The punch couldn't have hurt Porthos, but it still made Jeni incredibly angry. "Excuse me!" She snarled and followed the five.

Adimus continued walking down the street, his buzz having much less of an impact on him than earlier. Lou however was still drunk and Pete his personal crutch. He noticed the man Azriel had pinned to a wall earlier walking not too far behind him, and he was right in calling the fact that this guy would indeed call his little friends to come "take care" of Adimus and company. With a small glance behind him, Adi noted that at least 17 men, all armed, had begun to move behind them. "Hey Lou, Pete, think you guys can fight?" he asked his friends. Pete nodded a yes, and Lou replied "Of courshe I can mang, when can I not fight?"

Adi also noticed Azriel walking with them, and turned to him and said "Ok, NOW you can go kick someones ass. Just make sure they atta-" but Adimus was cut off as a bullet rang past his face, with him barely dodging it in time thanks to his heightened instincts. "Ok, never mind, time to kick their ass." He said pulling out his quartzarm and opening fire, killing two men nearly instantly.

"You son of a bitch!" One man yelled as he charged at Adimus, only to find a kunai stuck in his neck, courtesy of Pete. As another set of men charged at the group, Lou quickly picked up a garbage can lid and charge it up with his mana, then tossed it right at them, successfully killing one and disabling the the rest. "Shee, I got this!" Lou said as he stumbled his way towards Adi, pulling out his axes. "Sigh, so much for trying to get used to so called normal life huh guys?" Adi said, lifting one man and throwing him into a wall and blasting another into the pavement.

"A day in the life my friend" Pete replied as he sliced a man's knees out with his twin blades.

"Well Azriel, started slicing some people up, can't have us do all the work!"

Azriel was walking toe in toe with his friends, well the ones who COULD walk on their own accord listening to Adimus talk before he was interupted by a gunshot. The group behind them had been following for a good bit now and felt comfortable enough to get their attention with a cheap shot. Adimus turned and opened fire, killing 2 instantly. Pete killed of another with a kunai, and lou 1 with a trash can lid, while disabiling the others. Azriel counted out loud. "1, 2, 3, 4, so that leaves 13 for me? Thats unfair to them." Azriel called the blood from his left gourd and formed two simitar like swords out of it. He charge the nearest enemy and slashed with both swords at the same time decapitating and cutting the mans torso clean off. Gathering the blood from his frist kill he formed two more of the same sword, having them hover next to him. Releasing the two he had in his hands to join the ones hovering, he eyed up his next targets. Four more men stood in shock at what he did to the first. "You'll do" He raised his right hand and commanded the swords forward, 1 sword for each mans heart. As the swords plunged into their intended targets, he could hear foot steps behind him. Azriel turned around to greet the man with a fist to the stomach, bending the man over and gasping for air. It was the man from the bar, trying to get in a cheap, and possibly killing blow. He called all the blood from the battlefield to behind the man and formed an iron maiden out of it, open and waiting for somebody to hug. He walked up next to the man and placed his hand on his head. with a small effortless movement he pushed the man back into the iron maiden and shut it tight. The mans screams rang out and were quickly silenced. "Anybody else?" He said with a cocky attitude and a grin from ear to ear.

Jeni was very very upset up at this point and calmly walked down the street her horse not far behind. She walked towards the the man who had punched her horse. She knew it had not hurt her horse, but she was still gravely upset. She roughly gripped the mans shoulder with bone crushing strength and kicked his left knee from out from under his body. She leaned down next to him. "Okay, I don't appreciate you calling me a bitch. And secondly, see him?" She said pointing at Porthos who stood there ears pinned.

"He's the apple of my eye. And I don't appreciate the problem of you trying to hurt him." She said and roughly took his arm and snapped it backwards dislocating it. She smiled as he screamed in pain. She roughly shoved him to the ground and watched as he landed on his dislocated arm. "Maybe you should think what your doing next time before you open your mouth!" She snarled her words dripping with poison.

[OOC: I was skipped! LE-GASP! Oh well! New posting order. Eh]

The elvish woman tried to relax before hearing the banging, commotion, gunfire and screams of pain which were supposed to be coming from the city. A deep sigh came from the woman. She got off of her couch and made her way out of the 'shack', heading back towards the city. Once she had arrived, she couldn't help but laugh. The sight of the man from earlier now dead, due to a blood made iron maiden, with a group of friends all by the hands of the men she had met earlier. However, it also partially annoyed Adonia. Honestly, this was her home and ever since this group of men came in, there has been nothing but trouble. Next what she was waiting for was complete chaos and for someone to burn down the theater. But she couldn't get her hopes up. Without the theater she'd have no where to go and nothing to do besides wandering the streets and forests.

"I have to say... You guys are something. I cannot leave the city without hearing a battle later or coming back to watch a man be crushed alive.. Do you not rest?" The woman smiled softly at the group. Her head shaking a bit as she let out another laugh. The woman's ears then twitched as she heard a woman yelling at someone. ~'This night really is just full of hostility...'~ she thought before letting out a soft sigh and placing her hands on her hips. She was glad to at least be wearing comfortable clothing and that most of the city didn't recognize who she was. It made it easier for her to go and confront people without losing an audience. None the less, the hostility of the night was tiresome.

Adimus felt the same presence as the psychic from before, and saw that the same girl now stood on the sidelines of the fighting. "Shit, I don't care if she knows how to use her powers, I can't have random people getting involved in this." He said to himself as he switched off his grip powers to activate his speed and strength to reach her faster. "Lady, you gotta get outta here, while we may have things under control, you can still get hurt."

Meanwhile Lou had finally sobered up enough to wield his axes efficiently, taking out three men by throwing the axes with his chain attached before ripping them out and into the back of the skull of another, whereas Pete had resorted to picking people off with his bow. In the wake of the carnage, only one man stood, the others had fled entirely, only to be caught by the local guard police. "All in a days work eh?" Lou said as he put his axes away. "Hey, guy sitting there pissing himself, just turn yourself in, you clearly lost this." The man who remained was a scraggly, piss poor excuse of a man, a thug rat who had lied and cheated his way to anything. Or at least that he appeared to be.

But this man was different. Much different. "You dirty sons of useless bitches, Ima light you the hell up!" He said as he reared upwards and fire erupted all around him, engulfing both him and the immediate area, killing the two guard police coming to arrest him. "Shit, this guys a Pyro Mancer!" Adi yelled as he ran for the harlequinn even faster in an attempt to grab her and get to safety. At the same time, Pete took aim with his bow and charged an arrow with ice magic on it in an attempt to lessen the mans flames. Lou was also in a slightly panicked state after seeing half the street and it's inhabitants engulfed in flame. Then it hit him about who this guy was.

While reading up on the local news since losing Yeomanship and being a normal person again, Lou had read there was a serial arsonist on the loose, who eye witnesses had said looked like the guy standing before them. His name was Orgal Banesworth, and he had a rather large bounty on his head. "Hey, you're worth a fuck ton, but honestly do you have any idea what you're doing here? You're gonna end up burning down the whole block!" Then Lou's inner voice spoke up. "Hey, Lou, he's a serial arsonist, remember?" And after a minute of further thought. "Duh. Oh well" And with that Lou was the first to strike a blow by throwing his shadow axe fully charged at Orgal, attempting to smother the flames out, coupled with Pete's ice arrow, all while Adi was still running in an attempt to get the harlequin out of harms way.

Lou and Pete took at more of the ambushers as Azriel gathered up the blood to prepare for anymore that might show up. He opened the doors to the blood maiden and let the body it was holding tightly slide out and off the spikes. He smiled at the sight of the mans mangled body hitting the ground, but the blood, already abosrbed from the corpse. Azriel released the form of the iron maiden and just kept the blood floating close by, anticipating more attacks from the remaining enemies only to be dissapointed at them fleeing the fight. The remaining men where either surrendering to the gaurds or pissing them selves on the ground. In the distance one of them shouted out something he didnt pay much attention to before igniting a city block in flames. Azriels eyes opened slightly wider than usual from the heat of the flames and the shock that this punk was actually a pyro mancer, now things where getting interesting. The heat of the flames was pretty intense despite the mans physical appearance. Azriel gathered half the blood he had from the massacer and formed it into a barrage of spears and launched them at the pyro mancer. The barrage consisted of about 10 spears in all, all of which where engulfed by the flmaes of the new enemy. The sight of his precsious blood being evaporated enraged him. Azriel awnsered this by taking one of his gourds on his belt and drinking the entire contents, then placing it back on his hip. His body pulsed with the ingestion of the liquid and forced a change in him. His entire body began to take on the form that reselmbled a quick agile and strong demon. His mana and control over his blood increased, and his anger and strength did as well. He gripped his sword tightly in his hand and swung it with great force in a fanning motion in front of him, knocking the fire away and creating a small opening for him to charge through. He dashed forward at the mancer and brought his sword down across the mancers chest only to have it be stopped by fire before a killing blow could be landed. He jumped back and readied for another assault, but took notice that he managed to make a cut, not a fatal one, on the mancers chest. "So you do bleed then"