Hogsmead Village

Of course! I take promises to friends seriously.

99 mudblood's blood in a cup, 99 mudblood's blood, you take one down, drink it all down, 98 mudblood's blood in a cup...

I can't help but find myself bemused by how I can make such merry tones while drinking the blood of a human.

OOC Sorry for delay, showtime ray!

OOC YES!!! It's been a while since I've used her so I'm still trying to develop her more, so bear with me, okay?

IC The hair sticks up at the back of my neck. Something's not right here... There's someone here... One of those bloodsucking fiends... I bring a hand to the wooden stake in the holster wrapped around my waist and hidden under my shirt, feeling prepared. I look around carefully and casually, but looking for anything suspicious... There's a creature here...

A scent fills my nose, a scent I was not familiar with. It wasn't from my victim, it was from someone else.

"It's impolite... to not make your presence known..."

I step out, "It's also impolite to kill the innocent..." My face is serious and covered by my long brown hair with one red streak, my eyes blue and fierce.

-Crazy Grin- "Oh you mean him?" I shake the man I was drinking from like a broken toy. "He's just food to me."

My mouth twitches in irritation, the way he refers to that man as nothing but food reminding me of what that vampire did to my best friend and I. It's disgusting. "That's the problem with you vampires... You're overgrown mosquitos that need to be removed from this world..." I slowly reach for my stake, not taking an eye off of him.

I laugh insanely, "Very well, you've had your joke... now be gone before I make you part of the fun."

"You don't seem to understand, vampire..." I lift my stake, a determined look in my eye. "I'm here to kill you." I run, fast, to him, jumping and kicking him in the face. I may be human, but I'm one of the strongest. I've managed to take down vampires just fine over the years...

Impressive speed and strength for a human... not bad at all. Surprise still aparent on my face I get back up,

"Funny girl..."

As he gets back up, I punch him square in the jaw, the hardest I can, wanting to beat out my hatred towards his kind before I kill him, as I do with all of them.

Falling back away, I start to look agitated. "Okay, now you're just getting annoying..." I pull out my wand.

"You've annoyed me from the moment I saw you..." I lift my stake, sticking it in his shoulder, missing his heart on purpose, wanting him to feel pain.

Ooc will be slower

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I yell out a bit and then point my wand at her forehead, "Youll regret that."

"Legillimens!!"

I bite my cheek, trying my hardest to resist the scream wanting to come out. My most terrifying memory...

"Twila?!" I walk around, the pointed stick of wood I found on the floor in my hand. Who was that man? He was deathly pale... His lips red and his cheeks sunken with a sort of hunger... He took Twila. He took my best friend, and he's going to do something to her if I don't find them soon...

I walk into a room, a single torch on the stone wall lighting it up. I drop the stake at what I see, my eyes widening as I stand there in shock.

Twila is in the stranger's arms, going limp, getting more pale as each second goes by. The stranger's lips are at her neck, where a crimson, metallic-smelling liquid is dripping down. The stranger looks up at me, blood on his lips, dripping down his chin and onto the floor.

After seeing me, he drops Twila, advancing on me with a superhuman strength that I've never encountered before. He grips onto me, choking me, his fangs scraping my neck fiercly. He drinks from me and I feel weaker and weaker, my heartbeat slowing. But trying my hardest, I stick the stake up to his chest, immediately getting out of his grip and running to Twila. As he screams and turns to dust, I hold Twila in my arms, where she lay dying, tears streaming down my cheeks.

-crazy grin- "so at the end of the day you and I are both creatures of vengeance." I kick her off of me and pull the stake out.

"Damn you...!" I mutter angrily after he kicks me. I quickly stand again, glaring, bracing myself for whatever attack he may make.

-Crazy Grin- "does it make you sad? Knowing no matter what you do you can't correct it?"

"You don't care... Things like you don't have feelings..." I get out a small vile, throwing it at him. (garlic juice)

I smell the air and find an abundance of garlic in it, admittedly a fouller smell but not an overbearing obstacle. "You must be a vampire hunter."

I roll my eyes, "No, duh..." I run up and kick him again, needing my stake back. "What gave you the first hint, Vampire?"

OOC Man, she's almost a mix of my two favorite vampire hunters <3

Ready for her attack this time, I grab her foot in midair. "Muggle combat will not be sufficient to ending me..."

Thinking the quickest I can, I look around for something that can maybe aid me until I can get my stake back. I wrench my foot from his grasp, grabbing his hand and flinging him over me.

-Crazy Grin- "You have guts, I like that in a victim..."

Not saying anything, I kick some dirt into his eyes, grabbing my stake, lifting it and about to plunge.