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Post by Karólína Ástasdóttir on Mar 7, 2011 22:32:10 GMT -4
OOC: If there is any direction someone wants to take this, pm me.
There was something about beheading vampires that gave Karólína a thrill like nothing else. It wasn't the challenge, she was just as strong and usually better trained, but the feeling it gave her. Maybe it was the fact that one of them could be relative? It didn't matter really, they needed to die and she was more than willing to do the job.
Right now the dhampyr was creeping through a lot of formerly mobile homes. Creeping was the wrong word, late morning was too sunny for creeping, but she was moving silently none-the-less. At this hour there was little chance that anyone was awake, making it a perfect time to hunt. The plan was to clear out each trailer as quickly and silently as possible. So long as none of the vampires was over two hundred retreat would be fairly easy if things got out of hand.
The door to the first mobile home creaked slightly as Karólína entered, but there was no internal movement to suggest that it had disturbed anyone. With her kikri in hand she approached the first bunk. A large male occupied it, along with a waifish woman. She looked around to make sure that the man was the largest one present, and then with a powerful downward swing the woman cut off his head.
The smell of blood woke up the three others in the trailer, but the bed's other occupant was re-dead before she could even scream. That left two-to-one odds, which wasn't too bad. The dhampyr grinned brfore she turned to face them. "Who wants to die next?"
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