Vampires

Name: Blaaken

Race: Werewolf

Age: 273(looks 30)

Born: April 15,1733

blue eyes with brown around the pupil,
silvery flowing hair 6'11" tan muscular
(when he turns he has a silvery coat of fur)

Anya led the way to the only inter-ratial bar in town. It catered to werewolves, humans and vampires. Humans could come in and drink whatever they wanted, they even could be food if they wanted to be. The bartender always had bottles of a blode/wine combo

Anya skidded to a stop in front of the bar, Laura and Lynne stopped as well. This was their first time to the bar, and as soon as they stepped off of their bikes a voice asked them a question they didn't understand at first.

"Repeate that."

"Are you Vantractors or Malcontents?"

"Vantractors," Anya declared for herself, annoyed that she was being asked that queston. By the looks of him, he was a werewolf. "What's your name dog?"

"Blaaken."

I'll let the others decide what they are

"What did you call me, Blood Sucker..."


"for all i know you could walk in there and start suckin blood"

*stares at Anya for a moment, then walks away*

Since you joined mine and I promised, here's my bio.

Name:Lethero
Gender:Male
Age:22
Race:Werewolf
Appearance:White fur and hair, red eyes, and pale skin. Never has a pair of set clothing, as they rip off when he tranrforms.

I decided I wanted to stay out of that argument. Werewolves and vampires had never gotten along, and I had my own fear of them...

I had to turn away as that image flashed in my mind again...canines speeding for my neck...

I shuddered as I sat down and ordered a bottle of the blood and wine mixture.

walks into the bar and orders a beer

"wait never mind i dont want a beer!"


"i need more control over myself last time i turned i killed alot of people, and a beer would get me drunk and next thing you know every human here is dead, wait wouldnt that make it beter, if only the vampires would die as fast as humans" scratches his head "it would be beter if i were in a pack, but i dont know where i would be in the pack, couldnt be worse than if a vampire finds me when im alone"

Luna stepped into the bar gracefully, swinging her hips lightly. She felt eyes on her, and ignored them as she walked towards the bar.

"I'll take a beer," she said, throwing a couple crumpled dollar bills on the counter. In her opinion, she deserved a treat after the day she'd been through. She inhaled deeply before taking a drink. What was that smell? She sniffed again. "Vampires..." she muttered under her breath. It was sad, really. Vampires couldn't mask their scent nearly as well as werewolves could; but that may of had something to do with the werewolves amazing sense of smell. Luna turned around, and saw a man standing before her.

"Well, hello there," he said. His voice was quite alluring, and Luna shived slightly. "One martini please," he told the barkeeper, sitting down next to Luna. "I'm Tarence."

"Nice to meet you," Luna said. Dang, he was gorgeous. She would have suspected him of being a vampire, with those looks, but there was no chance. If he was a vampire, she wouldn't be able to handle sitting next to him becuase of the smell. "That looks great," she commented lightly, gesturing towards the martini.

"Another martini please," Tarence said, smiling. It took every ounce of Luna's willpower not to sigh outloud.

Where was he...? I swear he had told me he would be here...! I looked around the deserted hospital carpark, looking for his dark siluette. (sp?). He hadn't been attacked by werewolves had he? Surely not...

My pocket buzzed, making me jump three feet in the air. I pulled out my mobile and clicked a button, pressing it to my ear. My Sire's voice sounded so good! It soothed me swiftly enough and I relaxed.

"Change of plan."

"Oh...?"

"There's a bar in the middle of the city," he told me. "It serves our needs... I think you may like it.At least it's better than the hospital. " He gave me the directions and told me to hurry. He was already waiting.

I nodded. "I'll meet you there then?"

"Yes. Goodbye..."

"I love you..."

I could almost see his smile on the other side of the phone. "I love you," he echoed me. "I'll see you..."

He hung up and I was left standing alone. Not for long though. Replacing the mobile back in my pocket, a began to jog back towards the city.

*Mind if i join???*

Name:Ara
Gender:Female
Age: 20 (she was just bite )
Race:Werewolf
Appearance: Pitch black fur with a white spot on her head and white paws. Peircing blue eyes, and a laughing smile.

Laura sat between Lynne and Anya and ordered a Bloody Mary, the literal drink, and looked around the bar. It was a nice place, but there was the slight odor of werewolf lingering in the air. She ignored it, though, and sipped her drink. It was well made and tasted great.

Lynne ordered a Blood and Wine and seemed to keep to herself, but Laura knew why. The dogs in this joint made Lynne uneasy, Laura could tell.

"You okay?" She asked, leaning closer to her friend.

"Yeah," Lynne said, unconvincingly, "I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

Lynne hesitated before speaking.

Anya let Laura and Lynne gab while she scanned the dance floor and the booths.

Silver eyes caught her attention, they belonged to a vampire, a guy vampire. Not one of the Malcontents either.

Anya's heart lept, he was staring at her with intrigue. He wanted to get to know her.

She wanted to dance.

Easily she crossed the dance floor to where he was sitting.

"Hello," She said sweetly, "I'm Anya."

He kissed her hand, "Kalen."

**Is Kalen up for grabs, cause ill take that character?**

The bar was crowded, noisy and smelled distinctly of werewolves. Why my Sire, Kalen wanted me to come here, I'll never know.

I let my keen eyes search the place, looking for him. I found him soon enough. He was on the dancefloor. This in itself wasn't unnexpected, he loved music alot and loved to dance. It wasn't even strange to see him dancing with another girl. He often got to know other vampires, not that it meant anything... Still, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the sight.

"Kalen!" I called over the din.

He looked over, smiling broadly at the sight of me.

The song ended on a major key and he thanked the girl he was dancing with. I felt a shock of recognision. She was one of the vampires on the moterbikes... She was very pretty. I bit my lip. Kalen saw my frown and took my hand reasuringly. "Is there anything wrong, Kitty...?" he asked innocently.

"That girl..." I gestured in her direction.

"I've only just met her," he told me, seeming to read my mind. "I was only dancing to pass the time... If i knew you'd mind, I wouldn't... I mean..."

I grinned at him, my eyes bright. "It's okay," I said happily. "You're allowed to dance, but this song is mine!"

And I dragged him back onto the dancefloor, forgetting about the other vampire girl... for now...

**Kalen's up for grabs yeah you can have him Sasquash**

Anya sauntered back to the bar, dissappointed, but not surprised. Why would anyone want to dance with her? Especially one as sexy as he was, of course he'd have a girlfriend.

"Rum blood mix, heavy on the Rum."

The drink arrived when the song ended, and Kalen was next to her again. "Getting drunk are we?"

Anya shrugged, doing her best not to flirt, "I'm partying, might as well do it fully."

"Would you like to dance again?"

"What about your girlfriend?" Anya pointed towards the girl he'd abondoned her for.