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Elf:
Forest
Should I let my age out? No, a lady has to keep some secrets after all, Forest thought with a tiny frown.
Forest held up her finger and asked, "Was that your first headshot with a gun? That's a wee bit different. I remember the first wanker I took out with a gun, but this was an old flintlock where you had to stuff the little ball, powder, and everything in after each shot."
She chuckled darkly and said, "One thing I'll give men, they're bloody inventive at creating ways to kill each other."
Forest sent back, I would figured as much. However, I can't just jet.
Then she laughed again and said, "That's one thing, I'm not squeamish. Then again, I come from a barbarian people so I was taking heads at the age of twelve."
yinsukin:
Duke Taro
"It was... my second time actually, making the exact same shot," he said, thinking back to the memory. One of his men had told him of the target and warned him that the guts would be everywhere. The nice chap was even kind enough to offer to do it himself. However the Duke declined and that flash in his head played out. Really it wasn't as satisfying as he thought. Other methods were far more gratifying.
"Barbarian people huh?" he asked reminiscing. Another image flashed in his mind, lifting a poor soul over his head in the dead of night and ripping him in half. The crimson liquid of the victim's body poured over Taro's own, catching the moonlight as it trickled down his forehead. "It was a fun but campy time. These days killing like that is... well its so tame now! There was a simplicity and mercy to ripping someone's heart out. Nowadays we use nasty chemical gas or something. Lord almighty. Sometimes.....
I feel as though humanity has degraded a bit."
Thats fine, Scott sent back. Just be careful and remember that Jarald can back you up anytime.
The Duke flashed her a genuine smile. "Go on. Tell me. What is your favorite way to kill a man?"
Elf:
Forest
The blonde vampire felt a chill at Duke Taro's words and heard Scott's voice in her head.
She sent to the other spy, Right now I'm just trying to get him comfortable around me. Small talk, chit chat, you know basic job interview whatnots.
She wrapped her left hand over her right fist and rested the lower part of her face against her hands. Her eyes narrowed thoughtfully. If Duke Taro was paying attention, he would have seen her indigo eyes flashing in thought as she frowned. Finally she looked up at him and lowered her hands from her face.
"Well, it depends on how pissed I am at the time and if I need to be careful or not. However, I like pummeling things. Trading blows with fists, feet, and fury. If I can find an equal . . . then there's this rush when you see them make a mistake and then dart in for the kill," she said with a tiny smirk.
She shook her head and said, "Honestly, I don't like killing humans. It feels like kicking a handicapped puppy, you know? However, some wanker incubus, werewolf, or even another vampire who's decided that consent isn't a thing . . . There's something delightfully primal driving my fist through their chest, picking their heart out, and leaving them as an offer to the Morrigan."
yinsukin:
Duke Taro
The man let out a hearty laugh, the bellowing filling the entire room as his reeled over from the sheer strength of his joy at her response. "Haha! wonderful! wonderful! That is a way fitting of a barbarian vampire such as yourself. Humans seem to think barbarians are dumb, but I think they are actually pretty elegant. Such a wonderful way to end another creature's life!"
The skinny man looked down at the legs of his desk. Some of his papers had fallen. "I suppose since you are new I will tell you something," he said, slowly reaching towards the papers, leaning down in his comfy position in his chair to pick them up, never moving his legs. "Humans here are not as helpless as you would think. There are some far more powerful than monsters. There are monsters far weaker than the average human. This city is nothing if not diverse. You might end up liking this place if that is how you feel."
There was no response from Scott.
Elf:
Forest
"Oh, don't get me wrong, I've crossed a few mortal spell casters in my day who made my skin crawl. Like literally because sod necromancers," Forest said with a scowl.
She shook her head and said, "Things were kind of derivative back home as well. Supernatural ability doesn't mean jack if one doesn't learn how to use it. Raw talent only gets one so far, you've got to hone that talent.
"Not to mention, what someone isn't who they are. I've met saintly vampires and demonic humans. It's just how everyone chooses in the end."
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