Moss that has Never Touched the Ground

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

Stupid name tag thought Ashlle. If she reached up a hand to take it off her apron now, the Vamps would surely notice, and if she didn't they would surly see it eventually.

"Please could you tell me who this Master is? If you will, I'll be sure to fetch Miss Rainier immediately." Ashlle didn't know where the h*ll that had come from, but she figured they couldn't get angry, for it was the truth, if she knew who the Master was she could decided on a course of action. Whether this was Giving a good chase or giving in would be decided by who the mastermind behind her continued attacks was. It couldn't be Danawi, for he hadn't payed her any heed last time he'd attacked. It couldn't be the Crazy Lycan for he too had spoken of a Master.

What was really puzzling was why this 'Master' would want her alive. She couldn't recall doing anything of such great proportions that it would warrant the attentions of any sort of Great Evil. Suddenly it hit Ashlle like a bolt from the blue. Could this mysterious person be the one who had cut the scar into the side of her face? Such a thought sent shivers down Ashlle's spine for her scar when from the side of her forehead traced her jawline and ended at her chin.

[Romulus]

"Any situation? Well that is quite impressive, my most honorable lady but you do not frighten me. More or less, your warmongering bothers me." Romulus had given very little thought to the girl he had previously encountered's throw for her wand. If any of them had the nerve to attack him, then he had complete leave to defend himself - but he would not throw the first blow. This made the black haired Vampire hesitate for a moment as his metallic gaze slid over to face the silent white haired vampire. Romulus would keep things passive...but would Israfel? Now cautious, Romulus kept his cool demeanor and turned to face the redhead whom had previously mentioned the Headmistresses.

"Ah, you're an firebrand, aren't you? First threatening us with your Mistresses, now asking us of our Master?" With a soft, obviously strained chuckle, the Vampire's eyes came eventually to the nametag upon her heart. The Vampire smiled, though he made sure not to give away anything - though he meant no carnage, it still occured to him that staying a little longer may prove interesting. "Aye, good child, you have no need to ask us of that. There will come a time when the Master will need you all...but for now, he simply wishes to meet with Miss Rainier..." His steel eyes shimmered with the flourescent lightning of the Hospital Wing. "If she shares your curiosity, it will appease her to know if she comes quietly she will meet...and maybe even speak...with our Master."

His eyes glanced warily again towards Israfel when he spoke the next, hurried words, "Isn't that a good deal?"

[faewings]

Fae was speechless for a second, mouth hanging open. How dare he?
She closed her mouth, and got that mischievous look on her features.
'Well, since you obviously don't need me here, why should I stay here?'
With that in mind, she turned around (she applauded her Charms work, the Silencio was still working) and left, running like all hell was chasing her.

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

Ashlle didn't want to actually meet this 'Master'. but Neither did she wished to sacrifice herself to save anyone here. Last time she'd tried that she'd ended up battered and broken.
She wanted to be somewhere, anywhere safe right now. Suddenly she remembered Fenris Fenrir's attack on Rainier Castle. School wasn't safe and home wasn't safe. The only thing to lose was her life by going with the two Vampires. This situation was really beginning to suck.

At that moment she noticed the darker haired one's eye flick across her stupid name tag. Gah! It was time for some action no matter what the future held.
"Yes it is, and I am the one you seek" she said, still trying to sound as brave as she could. "And I will go with you. I'd hate to disappoint an authority figure." She suddenly felt as she had when the Steel Gates of her second orphanage had clanged shut behind her.

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

OOC: Ariel, Vampire's are already dead. They are the liveing dead. But I suppose summoning a buch of garlic from the kichens might knock them out . . . Not that I'm suggesting you do that. I think I'm gonna be ok.

[Ariel]

OOC: *laughs* sorry about that!

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

OOC: it's ok! you didn't have to delete your post, just re-word it a bit. Please post again? I don't want you to feel like your lost in this thread or anything. *conserned*

[Ariel]

OOC: im ok, im not lost. it ok!

[Romulus]

ooc: Someone tried to kill me? That wouldn't have been very nice.

ic: Romulus could see with great displeasure that the girl had seen him notice the nametag. She convulsed and froze in an almost frightened manner, and this to the Vampire was proof that the negotiatons were over. Either Ashlle would agree to going to their Master, or she would assault them, thus causing bloodshed. Which would she take? Either way was a win-win situation for the Vampire, for even if all three of the Witches were to take on he and Israfel, they would undoubtedly prove the victor. Still, Romulus thought, he would lose blood in that battle, and he had none to spare. It all remained to Miss Rainier now.

And after a small, contemplative silence, she spoke again. Romulus could not contain his relief. A large grin appeared on his pale, shining face; it was a grin that would've had an extraordinarily positive effect on the situation, had the teen still been human. The two pointed fangs within reminded those who saw them that he was unholy and uncouth. "I am overjoyed at your decision. I did not want to shed your blood - nor any of your friends." His iron glare flashed at the brown haired nurse who had frequently provoked him. He also lost his wariness over Israfel, and he flashed the other Vampire an look of assurance. "Now then, as we go..."

He held his pale, icy hand forward towards the Redhead Assistant with a swift moment - a gesture to take it. "We shall take you now to him. He shall speak, or do what he will to thee, but I do assure you. Our Master is no evil."

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

Ashlle's eyes flew open wide. She could not have been more shocked at these words. For a moment she looked like she was about to say something, but reined herself in and shaking her head took the offered hand tentatively.

This was not the first time she'd touched a Vampire. Once when she was eleven Joey Crowe had kissed her. It was before he'd fallen for her old friend Morgan and Ashlle had never forgotten who incredibly cold he'd seemed.
Now she shivered slightly, the memory of that encounter returning full strength.

"Do you know a Vampire by the name of Joey Crowe?" she asked. "And -if I may know- what are you two known as?"

OOC: Ariel didn't try and kill you. She said something about knowing a spell that could kill you instantly and I thought I better warn her that your already dead, is all.

[Ariel]

OOC: yea, lol, i forgot.

[Romulus]

Romulus watched with slight interest at how the girl reacted when she first touched his hand. It was common for most people to draw their hand away swiftly at a Vampire's touch, but the way she held herself made him curious. Shivering was, of course, a human aspect, but it did not seem strange at all to her that his hand would be so freezing cold. He closed his hand upon hers, but before he turned to move she questioned him about another Vampire. Romulus's curiosity was satisfied - aye, she knew another Vampire, and most likely brushed with him at least once. The second question, however, caused Romulus to freeze stiff, even though he was standing still. For a moment, one could very well mistake him for a corpse, and not animate whatsoever. His grim eyes flashed, and then he closed them, staring into the darkness of his eyelids.

"My name is Romulus." It was a swift response, the first three words rather mumbled, and only the last word, his name, spoken powerfully. "And I do not know any of the Vampires at this school, for I do not treat dogs as equals, and the Vampires here are as good as canines on the humans' leash. My companion here is named Israfel, and he is one of two who I see as an equal. Now come. We must go to our Master." He tried, in an almost pitiful way, to drag Ashlle towards the door, but it was obvious that his right leg suffered greatly. He groaned as it moved, seeming to give a disgusting noise as it hit the floor. "Damn this." He whispered. "Israfel, take Miss Rainier...I do not think I can lead like this."

ooc: Now all we can hope is that Israfel can get online to post. ><

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

OOC: Ok after this post I'll stop and wait for Israfel. Promise!

BIC: Ashlle didn't know if Joey lived at the school or not but decided not to press the issue. She was sure as h*ll not going to make these guys angry when they weren't (as she'd assumed at first - in error).

Seeing Romulus in pain immediately brought her Healer instincts to the surface.
"Is there anything I can do to heal you?" she asked Looking at his squishy sounding leg. "I've heard that most potions will still work on Vampires, and that Vampires can brew them as well." Ashlle thoughtfully left out the part about Ace seeing as he did live at the school and Romulus had already revealed his views on that.

Also, Ashlle figured, she'd rather go with this 'peace keeper' as he was more likely not to try and bite her en-route to wherever they were going. She wasn't sure about either of them but she felt more comfortable with Romulus for he had convinced her not to fight when there was no need, where as Israfel didn't seem to care either way.

[Israfel]

Israfel placed much trust in Romulus, thus it was that he allowed his companion to go on with whatever simple pleasantries he wished to make in the department of conversation. All the while his gaze was fixed on the upstart red-haired wench, ever gripping the hilt of his sword in case she tried any pathetic attempt at fighting against her clear superiors.

He only turned from her when Romulus spoke of peace and parlay, giving her the option of accompanying them peaceably as opposed to the much preferred method of force. On the verge of protest, he nonetheless kept his expression passive, even as the other vampire spared him occasional glances as though seeking his compliance.

Eventually deciding to go along with Romulus’ little game, as it was still well within acceptable limits of the master’s will, he nevertheless scoffed loudly at the girls offers to help him. “You keep your distance, there is nothing that you can do for him that he is not capable of doing himself. You must have at least some higher regard of your elders than that! At any rate, if you are truthful in stating you will go with us then I require only one thing as proof of your word. I will need you to turn over anything you might be carrying on you, no matter what it might be. From magical wand even so far as medical scalpel, I simply cannot trust people like you far enough to allow the possession of any sort of trinket that might be potentially used in a pathetic attempt at resistance. Once you have done so, we can proceed to escort you to the master.”

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

Ashlle turned and looked blankly at Israfel like he had just grown another head. Truly this Vampire was mad, or he had not truly heard of her at all. She shook her head unbelieving at him.

"Then by your own rules I can not go with you. I could leave my wand here, my set of sliver bullet guns, my sliver blade and anything else I might have on me. But even if I did I would never be unarmed. True weaponry comes from within and even a body can become a deadly weapon when needed. That being said, I'd never attack anyone who didn't attack me first. If you master intends to put an end to me, I'm afraid that even without my BFC Hunter Tools he or she would have a very hard time of it."

As she mentioned each item she put it down on the bed in front of her, including a black bag, with contained the vials she'd been intending to use in an emergency.
Secretly she hoped after what she'd said the Vampires would change their mind about taking her to their 'Master'. After all, if there was no way to truly disarm her - according to Mr. Israfel- she'd be unable to be taken, right?

She stepped back from her weapons with a sigh. This was pointless. They thought they were so much better than her (and at this point were right) and they followed a Master that obviously out stripped them. Than why all the intrigue, why the suspense? If he wished her out of the way, come and do it already!
'When I am great Ashlle vowed silently I will never let my enemies stew in their own juices. If someone stands in my way I'll just get rid of them, and I won't disarm them because that makes it seem like I'm afraid of what them might do to me.

Ashlle was a very black and white twelve year old. She thought things ought to be done a certain way and if they were not she suspected all who were involved in it. Unfortunately it didn't look like she'd get the chance to learn otherwise.