http://dark-butler.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dark-butler.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2008-04-12 07:31 pm

Log: Complete

When: Saturday night, April 12
Rating: R for bloody violence
Characters: Walter Dornez [livejournal.com profile] dark_butler, Girlycard [livejournal.com profile] tinyvampiregod and Henry Fitzroy [livejournal.com profile] stokerwasahack
Summary: A pair of bored vampires, experimentation with an unfamiliar power, and prey Henry. What could possibly go wrong?
Log:

Sure. He'd thought that going out into the Wild to practice shapeshifting would be a good idea. He was dreadfully behind on some - alright most - of the powers of a nosferatu. Changing age was hardly an accomplishment when even Millennium's shoddy work had given him that ability.

Where had he really gotten since Lenny's gift/curse of humanity had ended with his becoming a vampire again? A few shadow tricks, walking through walls - alright that was a useful one, a little bit of mostly-useless levitation, a bit of this a bit of that and mastery of almost nothing.

Well, not so now. He had managed a transformation. Perhaps he had had too much time in Xulchilbara's household - the hellhound had a distinctive appearance he would have to work on. But a partly skeletal doberman was likely to have some of the intended effect of striking fear in prey.

Walter stretched, turned in circles to try to see and examine his tail, and then turned to lope deeper into the forest, counting on Alucard to follow.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Another warning growl came from Henry. He wiped the blood away from his mouth, tasted it, and with his mind clearer recognized the identity of one of the hounds, which allowed him to guess the other. Resuming the fight would be suicidal.

"Take him and go," Henry directed, "or we'll regret this night even more."

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
He wouldn't say regret, exactly, as Henry and been an excellent romp. But, it was best to leave things as they stood.

Moving to Walter, he licked the other's ears before starting off back towards the woods, pausing at the edge to ensure his fellow had followed.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry backed away still further, occasionally supporting himself with one hand against the tree trunks. He would have liked to collapse where he was, but that would have called to the predatory instincts of the hounds, and he was far too stubborn to display that weakness to them. With a little luck, he might be able to manage another hunt before he returned to the apartment. Otherwise, he would have to rely on Vicki yet again.