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[learycross.livejournal.com]

[A not so new face to the city but certainly a new occupant. Have a oddly Victorian looking Luke walking in confusion through the streets. Could be because he was expecting to step out into the court of the castle and not into the middle of a city! Still this was nothing like the streets of London at all. This place... it looked unreal. The most astounding to him was the industrial touches... basically electricity! What magic was this? Taking the cross bow off his belt he starts to load it before letting out a frustrated growl when the trigger slips and the arrow stabs into the ground.]

Oh, bugger all! You were supposed to fix this bloody trigger, Guy.

[He mutters in a distinct English accent and tries loading the cross bow once more.]



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[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[There was another old face but new occupant as well, sticking to the shadows and keeping any exposed skin far from the light of God's sun. A faint smirk peered from the darkness as he observed Luke, waiting for him to sense his presence...]

[learycross.livejournal.com]

There, finally...

[Holds up the loaded crossbow proudly. There was something familiar lurking nearby. Ah! He knew what that was! It was his other. The soul calling to the body. He turned in the direction of it and spotted the creature lurking nearby. Going over to it now!]

Asch!

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[A faint snort came from the shadows, and a gloved hand reached out, a bit of his wrist slipping out from under and starting to smoke in the light of the sun, but he ignored it, grabbing Luke and pulling him into the safety of the shade with him.]

Hello, pet...

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Willingly stumbles into the darkness with Asch and presses close to him with a smile. This must of been a sort of dream then? Strange place but Asch was here. So far this dream was very nice.]

Hello creature.

[A teasing tone as he tilts his head up to look at him.]

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...you talk funny.

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Whirls around pointing the cross bow in the direction of the voic- Wow, wait! A child! No harming those!]

Geeze, child, don't go about sneaking up on peop-!

[Wait...what the hell? A mini Asch?!]

...What the hell are you supposed to be...?

[Kneels down to get a better look at the pint-sized Asch.]

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

I'm Asch.

Why do you talk funny?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

No... Asch is... well... big. You're rather... tiny.

[Very not amused look.]

I should be asking you the same thing. Your accent is all flat. A dwarf American Asch? ... This is a very odd dream...

[fononfailure]

[ Wow. What a.. frilly Luke. That talks weird. She's never seen one like this before, which must mean.....

FRESH MEAT! ]

You should stick to using a sword.

[ And Luke is right up next to him, bending waaaay over to look up at him. ]

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[The freshest! Leans back as the girl leans in. This one was an odd bird wasn't she?]

I have a sword.

[Rest a hand on the one sheathed and handing from his belt. He just didn‘t know how to use it very well yet.]

Wood is just far more affective on vampires. Shoot them from afar with a crossbow is wiser than getting up close and trying to cut off their head in my opinion.

[Steps back. Personal space woman! Wait… leans back in to get a closer look.]

Bloody hell…

[fononfailure]

[ Oh boy! She loves 'em fresh. Though her expression sours at the mention of harming vampires. ]

Not you too! If you try hurting any of them, I'll break your fingers! ...or something.

[ Being the type of Luke he is, he should be more than familiar with the hands-on-hips pose she's doing as she mirrors his movements. ]

What?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

What?! You look just like me you daft bint! …well almost…

[Are thos winkles in her coat or are those actually breast? Narrows his eyes at her threat.]

Tch, a fine greeting. Are all the residents of this city so ill mannered to new comers? Or are you just a typical woman that jumps to hysterics? [Rolls eyes.]

I'm no slayer, these skills are for self defense and to do harm to those wishing to slay my vampire.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

[Luke comes up to the frilly man and makes a face]

...Are you feeling sick? You sound like you're throwing up.

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Looks around. No one there... wait. looks down. Oh! A child. Throwing up? What was the little brat going on about?]

I'm fine little bo-...gir-....

[Okay... a little hard to tell... kneels a bit to get a better look.]

Boy...?

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

...

I'm a boy!

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Ah, I guessed right then.

[Straightens back up and looks around for a possible parent. These peasant really needed to keep better track of their children!]

What are you doing wondering around alone, child?

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke couldn't help but stop dead when he heard himself spouting out some silly nonsense. In a British accent.]

[...what. Does not compute.]

[He approached the young man, raising an eyebrow.]

...whatever do you plan on doing with such a primitive weapon?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Click Woo! Got it. Oh, wait someone was talking...]

It's more effective than you'd think... though this one is a bit old...

[Oh, Guy and your hand me down weapons. Turns to face him... what the...]

Good lord... [Staaaaarrreeee...]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[The fraccion smirked slightly, deciding that was the best reaction out of all those he had received.]

Yes?

[alizarinforce.livejournal.com]

[ Well, well. What's this? Someone is up after a very, very, very long nap, which means only one thing. Time for a light snack.

As chance would have it, upon exiting his lair Asch gets wind of the distinct smell signaling an intruder nearby, one that resembles his former master, no less. With a grin he pushes off, flying at a leisurely rate towards what he knows to be a mirror of himself. ]

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[A faint smile appears when the crossbow gives a familiar click.]

Ah, there we go! Now... where the devil am I?

[Starts looking around trying to get a glimpse of anything familiar.]

[alizarinforce.livejournal.com]

[ There was something else about this one that he couldn't place just yet. It was familiar, making him pause in what would have been a swift attack. Damn his foggy mind and lethargic body. If he missed on the first strike, the fool might have time to take aim with the pathetic weapon he held. ]

....

[ A few minutes of waiting would do no harm. Just until his guard was down. ]

[devil-of-daath.livejournal.com]

-A curious girl walks up to him, a sly smile on her lips-

Hi mister~♥ Do you have candy~?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Pauses in the midst of reloading the crossbow to look over at the girl.]

Hm? Goodness is it all Hallows Eve already?

[Shakes his head.]

No, child. I have no treats.

[devil-of-daath.livejournal.com]

-pouts- Really?

-she then tilts her head curiously-

What's Hallows Eve mister? And what's that in your hand?