Blood Hunters (M)

Subject: Blood Hunters (M) Mon Jan 16, 2012 9:49 am

Please be aware that this Role-play thread is rated "M" for mature.
Mature audiences are defined as: 18+ Years Old in the USA (where this is based).

It is not the writer's responsibility to keep track of what age group is reading their story.
So, if your delicate sensibilities are shattered due to the fact that you decided to continue to read the below RP
(which could contains expletives, nudity, smut, and allusions to drug references), it is at your own discretion.

All characters participating in rated 'M' content are confirmed to be over the age of 18 in this thread.

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The office in a typical business block seems unassuming at first glace yet if you look slightly closer take in the name you realize that THIS building is anything but straightforward the name emblazoned on the silver plaque proclaimed this to be the home of the 'blood hunters.' They hold themselves as the greatest bounty hunters, though that was just the 'official' job they held they were, pretty much, a one stop shop for black market dealings. Their eight member squad was any crime boss's wet dream though they were almost never in the office at the same time. The Youngest member of their team, a Technomancer named Alice acted as the teams intel and secretary. There was also the three hundred year old vampire, Genevive, and the brains behind the entire operation, Her brother the lycan Lucian, real fun till they both learned to control their inner 'beasts', the strength behind most of the operations, the Skinwalker perfect spy no one is entirely sure of their gender even their best friends, and bosses, were not entirely sure. The necromancer, Kandice, another invaluable source of intel. The Sage Gabriel and the most ... insidious ... pair the demonic twins Melinda and Malikail succubus and incubus their dark magic and seduction powers make them possibly the most dangerous members of the squad.

At the moment only Alice was in the office when someone walked in a new job? she wonders smiling knowing she'll have any and all information that is on any from of computer thoughout the world on them the moment they give their name... unless they give an alias of course but even then photorecognition should help her find them.

Subject: Re: Blood Hunters (M) Wed Jan 18, 2012 12:38 am

She threw an arcane dagger on her desk, raking the metal tip against the grain, listening to the scraping sound without flinching or trembling. Her pale-nearly white-blue eyes darted up to the clock, seconds ticked away in slow succession and she sighed. It'd been a while since the last mission, and she was getting rather antsy.

She eventually put the dagger down and started flipping through some of her old files, remembering what she had done, what she could have done better, how she could have helped some of her team mates in a more efficient way--but it was no use... her concentration was squashed. There was nothing she could do or say, she wasn't typically asked for any side work--her specialty was only rarely sought after--it was always the team. The team this, the team that. It was exhausting!

She forced strands of her curly dark chocolate mane behind her ear and set a pair of reading glasses on her nose, flicking through the internet like a jaded teenager during a basic computer class.

He heaved around boxes, just because he could. He was broad and squat, sort of the same structure as wolverine, though, he was far more handsome. His hair was the color of dark copper and long, far longer than most of the girl's working here, his eyes the color of the sky. He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of ripped up jeans.

He lugged two or three boxes of computer paper from the office supply room to the team's rooms. Giving two reams to each of the team members as he went. He did this in silence, and most people knew that if he wasn't talking he was in deep thought about something, so they stayed silent as well, not even bothering thanking him because they knew he wouldn't hear them.

He eventually got to his office where he set down three reams of paper. He smiled to himself and tore one open, throwing a sheet down. He took out a pencil and started sketching on it--super sexy super heroines--he chuckled as he did this, making them very voluptuous in all the preferred places.

She laid, suspended, in dreamless sleep comfortably in her coffin two stories below the known basement, her long strawberry blonde hair hugged her ears and neck and pooled around her shoulders on the finest black silk pillow case anyone could ever own. A small amount of blood had collected where her tear ducts met her eyelids--she always had the hardest time falling asleep after the sun had come up, which only brought on the bleeds.

No muscle in her body stirred, she lay naked within her resting place, her pale, cool skin reacted to the crisp, cruel surroundings of the underground--goose bumps would form at whim, nipples would erect and wane. Her body was flawless otherwise, supple smooth skin on a sultry sloped frame. She was larger than the world deemed Ideal, fitting now in what the humans called a size 14--in her day, it was lucky if anyone at all could even have as much flesh. Her ruby red lips paled as the sun reached the highest place in the sky, then darkened as night beaconed for her.

She was, in a word, beautiful, and she'd often take this to her advantage in cases: not that she even needed her looks to seduce men--she was expert at all things Vampyre, and she'd even use her glamour abilities on her team mates to get her way. The only person it never worked on was her brother.

He sat in his office, spinning a pen around his finger. He had neatly trimmed, sandy blonde hair--long enough to pull, but not long enough for a ponytail--and amber colored eyes. His face structure was that of most Scandinavian men--proud, rugged, handsome.

He shoved the pen into his mouth as he started typing something onto his computer... a search. He looked up a name of a girl, her face shown on the screen, he took notes on what he saw, then repeated the process a couple more times.

He didn't even look up as Lucien came in to hand him two reams of paper. He just ignored the world around him as he submerged himself into his particular fancy: stealing people's identities.

After a few moments he stood--he was tall, lean, and elegant looking below the neck--like a whimsical dancer. This worked to his advantage a lot when he stuck to this form.

He stood in front of a full length mirror, adjusting it ever so slightly so that he could see all of himself.

First his face began to appear as if it were melting, but after a few seconds all of his features softened on his face, then came the body transformation--his throat first slimmed, and his protruding adams apple disappeared into the flesh of a womanly neck. Next a bust formed as his height began to shrink--C cups, nothing too flash, bulbous hips formed next with a shelf-like bottom. He was a pear shape now, pretty and sassy looking; his hair grew long, layered and choppy looking like a scene queen. He smiled in the mirror as his amber eyes changed last, to a brilliant sparkling aquamarine.

Transformation complete: now onto the next one!

He was a tall fellow, towering, impressively at 6'5". He was pale, late twenties, with deep forest green eyes and dark, liquorish colored, wavy, shoulder-blade length hair. He smiled as he walked into the office, resting his walking stick--which doubled as a sword--against his hip as he took off his gloves slowly. His eyes wandered, slowly, across the floor, taking it in as if he were about to buy the space instead of merely visiting it; finally taking a notice of the receptionist, he meandered towards her setting an envelope onto her desk without touching or brushing anything.

"I'd like to have a word with your team... a friend of mine sent me here," he says, his voice was like hot chocolate--warm and immediate, yet sweet and nostalgically familiar. He took great care to stare her in the eyes, taking in all of her features in case he'd have to find her again, then looked away disinterestedly.

Subject: Re: Blood Hunters (M) Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:02 am

"what kind of job Mr...." she asks barely glancing at him as she is already communicating with the computer in front of her scanning and rescanning the entirety of the internet for some kind of background on him. So far all background results were coming up zero and she was becoming slightly freaked out. not many people realize just how difficult it was to have absolutely zero internet presence at all. It meant choosing friends carefully being twice as careful around family constantly watching whats going on around you all in all near impossible either that or you'd need to find someone who can work almost daily to delete anything of you that comes on.

Gabrial is there in the room as always not being seen though by anyone as he chose not to be seen. He used a rather simplistic spell to bend the rays of light around his body rendering himself 'invisible' While he holds no romantic feelings for Alice he did love her as a sister and when he could spare the time he would stand guard over her especially when someone was in the office. Even as he was sizing up the man 20 different spells were running around the back of his mind for ways to incapacitate or kill if the man should prove untrustworthy. He did not look at all like your stereotypical sage indeed he looked barely into his twenties if he was a day with clean shaven face and hair the color of spun gold.

Melinda her electric blue, at the moment, hair was covering her her naked form as she wakes up in bed with three guys. she knows none of them will fully remember what happened last night once she leaves them, though after what she did to them they will probably not be waking up till rather later today. She feels extremely revitalized they had been going all night so many different positions filling all her holes their bodies intertwining at one point she swears she had two of them in her pussy at the same time stretching her in ways she had almost forgotten. She quickly dresses and heads out of their house only to spot her brother coming out from next door "Quite a night last night hey bro?" she calls laughing

Malikail smiles to himself his mowhawk still standing perfectly in a way that would make so many people jealous he struggles into his leather pants designed to be almost skin tight and throws on a mesh shirt after extricating himself from in between his two extremely sexy gothic lovers from last night. he wonders if they'll be able to move once they wake up or if their legs will still be like jelly after the multiple screaming orgasms he gave them using all of his skills. "hey sissy" he calls as he walks out "i bet the neighbors are jealous as anything after last night. We made that much noise i think we were competing with each other at one point.

Subject: Re: Blood Hunters (M) Sat Jan 21, 2012 2:55 pm

"E... My name is Mister E." responded the man smoothly. "You won't find my face on that contraption... I'm quite the enigma.... and as for you, sir..." he continued, pointing at the exact spot where Gabriel sat. "I mean no one any harm... and even if you did try any of those various spells on me, I'd be able to prevent them from hitting me." he tapped his temple as he said this, making both of them know that not only was he telepathic, he was quite the psychic.

She heard talking. She stood slowly, walking to the door of her office. Her other co-workers, at this point, were too looking outside their doors. A client? a Case? They hadn't had any in a while, and they were really ready to go do some field work.

His ears perked up as he heard the voice of someone none too familiar to him. He sniffed the air.

"Telepath..." he mumbled, standing slowly, walking to the door. He opened it and leaned against the door frame. "And Psychic... interesting..."

"You'd think someone with gifts such as his, wouldn't need our help." he said to Kandice, who nodded at him. He smiled a little. "Not complaining, though, we need to go out and stretch our legs..."

He--or she--for that matter, walked to the door too. She looked at the mutt and necromancer, not even bothering talking. She listened attentively as the man threatened Gabriel.

"Clever," she whispered to herself--her voice was eerie and hollow, as if three people were talking at once. "It's a shame about his Alias..."

Subject: Re: Blood Hunters (M) Sat Jan 21, 2012 5:07 pm

"Mister E. Nigma maybe" Laughs Gabriel stepping forward so all could see him. "so Mister E riddle me this what would a man with power enough to do what only one other person in near 400 years has been able to do need to hire someone else to do?" his voice holds that slight edge of danger as he affixes a mental brick wall in his mind "and i do NOT appreciate anyone poking around in my head"

"indeed I too confess myself confused why someone with the funds connections and or skills to leave a negative cyber footprint could possibly need others for. Unless of course it is highly dangerous" says Alice as happy as usual or so it seems on the outside though she was kind of shocked and even a little scared underneath its only been twice before that she had met someone she couldn't find anything on.

Melinda is the first to enter the office ahead of her brother as always. "oooo who's the new hottie?" she asks laughing her bust increasing to the limits of natural size her hair going golden and her face assuming a more pure and innocent look.

Malikail walks in moments later "a client" he says his voice far darker than normal something he often does just to unsettle them and show the client that they wont be intimidated or take kindly to being ripped off or played for fools.