13 December 2011 @ 09:17 pm
❀ 002 - [video/action] - Hungarian  
[It's evening; the sun's finally gone down. That means Hungary is able to come out now. For the past couple days the light's been bothering her and she's locked herself into a dark inside room of her apartment until night time. The video feed starts suddenly; Hungary hadn't meant to turn it on. All it's showing is a mirror. A mirror that's reflecting the room's surroundings, yes, but no human figure is showing.]

....What the Hell?!

[Judging from that voice, the fact that nothing is showing in the mirror isn't normal. A hand appears in the video now; a slender, feminine hand touches the mirror, but the mirror shows no reflection of that hand in it at all.]

[Hungary pulls back suddenly, in the process knocking into the communicator so it spins around, now showing her face. She reaches up to her mouth, running her index finger over her teeth. She has fangs. Sharp fangs. Very sharp fangs, apparently, as she presses her finger pad too hard against one of them and it draws blood.]


[But she doesn't pull her finger away. Curiously she laps at her bleeding fingertip. Blood tastes nice. She wants more. So much more. But not her own. Someone else's. A mischievous smile on her face, she picks up the communicator and shoves it into her pocket before rapidly exiting her apartment. She will taste more blood tonight. That's already decided as she makes her way onto the streets]

((OOC: Yup, Hungary is a vampire. For action feel free to run into her anywhere on the streets of Discedo! Let me know if you don't want her attempting to feed on your character, though.))
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[identity profile] handsoffdabox.livejournal.com on December 14th, 2011 09:47 am (UTC)
[Action!] and she can try to feed but he doesn't have blood lmao ;aldsfkjdsa yay space virus mist?
My, my. What do we have here.

[Another person. If this woman can be called that. Kadaj is running into plenty of strange things in this place. It's almost like a wonderland. All the things he's running into. But this one looks fairly normal...]

It seems all the freaks are out tonight Mother... Keeping me from you.

[Congratulations Hungary. You have encountered the biggest mother complex this side of Oedipus. But enough mumbling heartfelt words to people who may or may not be able to hear him. It's sort of hard to tell when Mother's not replying back in his head for some reason. He strides towards Hungary, confident as ever.]

Are you like all the rest?
[identity profile] pureheartedperv.livejournal.com on December 15th, 2011 03:46 am (UTC)
Okay! That should be interesting...she won't be happy about that
[Hungary cocks her head to the side at the bold and sudden approach. Hm. If she plays her cards right she may have a meal in front of her here. Her expression remains blank and generally disinterested, however; no need to spook the guy and lose her dinner.]

Depends. Who do you mean by "the rest" and what are they like?
[identity profile] handsoffdabox.livejournal.com on December 15th, 2011 04:39 am (UTC)
XD Kadaj is good at disappointing everyone ever call it a super skill >>
Oh come now, you expect me to believe you haven't noticed the monsters?

[Playful words and he spreads his arms. What silly things monsters are!]

You're all just beasts waiting to be put down anyway ma'am.

[But he's completely chill with that. No need to go on a crusade or anything, he just has a question.]

But I'm looking for a different monster. It's a man by the name of Shinra.
[identity profile] pureheartedperv.livejournal.com on December 18th, 2011 04:51 am (UTC)
Monsters, huh? And what makes you think something like that about me? I assure you, I make perfectly nice company~

[Her tone is quite friendly.]

I can't say I've heard of anyone by that name, I'm sorry. If you need some company, tonight, though, I'm not busy.
[identity profile] travelin-on.livejournal.com on December 15th, 2011 03:26 am (UTC)
[He hasn't seen her post, so when he finds her in person instead he's none the wiser. He rushes to her side and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Hey, you shouldn't be out here alone, it's dangerous. Get inside.
[identity profile] pureheartedperv.livejournal.com on December 15th, 2011 03:51 am (UTC)
[She bristles at the sudden contact. Not only does she not appreciate being sneaked up upon, but she can kind of sense that this guy isn't someone that she should mess with. Her instincts tell her that he's dangerous. She takes a step back from him.]

Dangerous? How so?
[identity profile] travelin-on.livejournal.com on December 15th, 2011 03:58 am (UTC)
[His hand doesn't remain on her long and his eyes sweep the area a moment for anything that might be nearby. Her instincts would be right, in his other hand is a Colt revolver. Though at her question he looks at her as if she hit her head.]

There are monsters everywhere. You could be killed.
[identity profile] pureheartedperv.livejournal.com on December 17th, 2011 09:49 pm (UTC)
I thought this place had always had monsters, though?

[She feigns confusion. She's going to be doing her best to play normal human here, but she does NOT want to get dragged inside. She's thirsty, after all.]
[identity profile] travelin-on.livejournal.com on December 20th, 2011 05:16 pm (UTC)
Well, it's more like the population tripled overnight.

[It's working, he thinks she's some innocent girl that doesn't know how to defend herself. She could always try to take a bite out of him.]
[identity profile] pureheartedperv.livejournal.com on December 27th, 2011 03:21 am (UTC)
Did it? That's...quite strange. I had no idea!

[She just might. She's rather surprised at how easily her feigning innocence is working on him.]
[identity profile] travelin-on.livejournal.com on December 30th, 2011 06:07 pm (UTC)
[A young, cute girl? Totally easy to fool him. He takes her hand and tries to lead her away.]

C'mon, lets get you somewhere safe.
[identity profile] pureheartedperv.livejournal.com on January 1st, 2012 05:59 pm (UTC)
I suppose, then. But if this place is so full of monsters, how do I know I can trust you? You could be one, yourself. An incubus, perhaps? Concealing your horns, maybe...

[A wink. We all know what incubi do, and the tone of voice she's using is far more charming than it is distrustful.]