(ignore convo, lent this account to my friend until her's was registered.)

The hooded figure tripped and fell in a puddle, and shrieked in terror as the man caught up and stabbed at her, missing her heart and cutting her arm. She kicked him in his groin and then stumbled to her feet, running as fast as she could. The man scowled, yelling after her. "I'll get you yet you no good blood sucker! Stupid whore!"

He was about to run after her, but hearing a footstep behind him caused him to pause, and in that time the figure slipped away into the night and out of sight, and he cursed before turning at the stranger behind him. "What do you want?" He said angerly.

This caught him completely off gaurd, and he placed his hand on the stangers wrist to pull it off, or try. Finally, he choked out, without noticing how cold the stranger was, "That wasn't a lady, that's a blood sucking whore that is! I'm going to kill her! Now let me go mister!"

"I've done nothing to you, sir.." He trailed off, as he wasn't looking at him until now. He choked a gasp and begin squirming. "Noo! No! Let me go!"

He began hitting the vampire, choking out screams now and then. The hooded figure has stopped upon hearing this, and peeked around the corner, head tilted at the site of Jonah..but he stayed silent, afraid of him seeing her. The man whispered "You must know her then! She's a vile women! You're better off without her! Listen to me!"

"I've met that creature! That one you call a lady! She's no good! Flirting with the men I betcha! Let me go! Please! I'll leave!!" His pleas echoed into the night, while the hooded one watched on.

"She deserves it! I swear! She even tried suducing me!" These words caught the hooded figure's attention and her eyes widened. Would he believe him? ANd besides, he probably moved on..

He gasped, getting to his feet slowly, facing the vampire. "And..what..is..that?" He asked curiously. The hooded figure leaning out a little more unknowingly, interested. The figure sighed sadly, and slowly pulled her head back behind the wall.

(Yes, kill him! :D Of course, if you want to.)


His eyes widen in horror, and he turns and begins running, dropping the stake with a clatter in the night..

He panics as he feels the long digits close around his ankle. He screams as it catches, and he falls to the concrete, landing on his face. He groans, and then realizes what danger he's in and begins trying to crawl away. The hooded figure hears this and peeks out, and gasps at how close they are.

The man screams, struggling and trying to get away, but with no use. The hooded figure watched silently, and begins moving across the alley, trying not to be seen as she makes to way to the other side to leave.

The man screams but it turns into a gurggled scream as he dies slowly. The hooded figure's eyes meet his, and they flash gray and icyblue, before she slips away into the shadows.

Kamaria, her face covered with a hood, for only her gray eyes are showing, takes off running, away from Jonah. She was afraid he would see her and recognize her. Her footsteps echoed softly as she ran through puddles and through streets..

She continued running, holding the edges of the cloak as to not have the hood blow down as she ran. She was breathing short and heavily, one hand moving to hold onto her arm, which was still bleeding some. She looks behind her to see no one yet, and she dives into a crowded bar, blending in with some men in the back, who were too drunk to care, nor notice. She kept her head down, pretending to drink.