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message 2: by Hayley (last edited Aug 02, 2017 09:56AM) (new)

Hayley | 308 comments ((for Sav))


Marc ran down the path glad for the glamour runes that prevented the mundanes from seeing him or else they would think him a mad man, running along like he had the devil one his heels. Well he didn't have anything chasing him, he was chasing a vampire.

He had been follwing up on a lead of demon actvity near Harrods and ended up with a rogue vampire. A vampire he caught in the act of turning mundanes. As soon as the vampire saw him he dropped the mundane and ran. Marc had left his partner for the evening with the mundane and ran after the vampire which led him to here, Hyde Park.

While he liked the open space, he would rather be at the institute right now trying to chase down some leads to do with some unusual warlock activity that had been worrying him but nope he had to be here running after some vamp who decided it was a great idea to break the accords. At least the vamp had somehow forgotten they were a vampire and running at human speed which really? Did they want to get caught? But it wasn't his problem if they wanted to get caught or not. He would catch them and then drive a stake through their heart. He didn't have to have proof as he had seen the vamp turning a mundane with his own eyes which reminded him he should check with his partner about the mundane which he should probably stop calling the mundane, considering that they had been turned into a vampire. Well had probably been turned into a vampire.

The vamp he had been chasing stopped running and came to a standstill by a nearby tree. He followed them silently not needing a soundless rune as he could walk without making a sound without one. He wondered why they had stopped. They knew was he chasing them and yet they had stopped running. He apporached cautiously knowing this could be some kind of trap.



message 3: by Savannah W ~ (new)

Savannah W ~ (savannah_white) | 64 comments
((Not the best at all; I was trying to do so much in so little, and it def showed DX. Oh well…it’ll get better when the characters actually start to interact. Do whatever you want for your post! You don’t have to wait for me to kill Luka or anything, really XD))

Ridiculous, it was absolutely ridiculous what others were capable. Loyalty was as fickle as life. It wasn’t as if Navina asked for much of her clan, not much at all, really.Behave, being the gist of her orders, was near all her clan had to do. Behave, not step out of line, and never challenge her. Jamie Andrews managed to do all of the three, and for it, he was to be punished under her terms. As soon as his small force he’d managed to rile together to try and disrupt her rule was snuffed out before it even became an issue large enough to be noticed by anyone outside her clan, he and the only other survivor made a run for it.

The past two nights, Navi has had her clan scouring the depths of London for Jamie and his pet, Luka, and she was pissed to say things were not going the way she wanted. Instead of having found Jamie, the clan and she have had to deal with a dozen or so newborns running amuck. As it’d seem, Jamie and Luka had a backup plan, one they’d set into motion before they’d even challenged her. They’d put several mundane in the ground the night before they tried their hand at dethroning the blonde, and twenty-four hours later, blood crazy baby vamps popped up like wildflowers, infecting her city in a heartbeat. They were not nice and sweet little things, the mundane folk he’d picked to turn, either. All but one or two were violent to the core, as far as she’d seen thus far, a trait that went into overdrive with their new strengths and instincts. Lovely.

All the ones she’d come across, she’d made snap judgments on. Could the newborn reel themselves back in? Become someone worthy of letting live? Or would they only cause trouble for her kind, the sort of trouble that could be damning to the vampire race? It was with these snap judgments that Navina decided the fate of all the newborns she’d crossed. Those who could, possibly, be helped and straightened out enough to live among them, she’d merely had restrained. Those that were cold and truly without a heart in more than the literal sense, they were put back into the ground, this time not to rise again.

She’d managed to catch a lead on lil’ Luka, finding one of his handy-works hanging near a shallow grave, fresh body dropped in, and a nephilim checking on the mundane. She recognized the shadow hunter, and her jaw tightened. If this shadowhunter was lurking about, no doubt Marc would be nearby considering it was his parabatia. She did not need this, did not need the London institute getting involved with this. The parabatia looked over their shoulder, Navi’s gaze following, just managing to catch the back of someone as he weaved between some trees and disappeared further into the park.

The odds were, that was Marc, and he was hot on Luka’s trail. Navi needed to nip this in the bud sooner rather than later. It was already getting too hot for her taste, liking to keep the negative affairs that spiked up with regards to her clan as far from the shadowhunters as possible. Marc and her could be friendly all they wanted, but when push came to shove, he would always be a shadowhunter first just as she was now a vampire first, meaning on some level, they’d never be close enough to fully drop their guards around one another.

Thin shoes digging into the dirt, the daylighter took off, speed several times that of a human’s, arriving where she’d seen the back of the person in seconds. Stopping for a moment, the woman took in a deep breath, picking up Marc’s scent in an instant, just as she did that of Luka’s. Into motion again, Navi went to take surveillance of the situation, staying a safe distance from Marc as she circled up ahead. It didn’t take her long at all to sight out a few vampires, all new to her meaning probably newly turned. Fuck this shit. Had she loosened her hold too much? Allowed too much freedom to her clan? Cause this shit shouldn’t have happened. She’d learn from this, but first, she’d have to take care of it.

They weren’t accustomed to their senses yet, allowing Navi a supreme advantage. In a few quick actions, she’d disposed of the couple vampires littered around a clearing, obviously set up for an ambush of sorts, a realization clicking into place. Luka was drawing in a shadowhunter so he could attack the hunter and start up an official investigation into the vampires, one that would lead back to Navi’s clan on some level or another, and cause serious problems for her, problems Jamie would no doubt fan the flames of. Well, Luka was without his posse, now, and he’d be left face to face with London’s Institute leader and her to deal with on his own.

She’d worry with the bodies of the newborns later, deciding it was time to make her presence known. The scene was now set for the ambush; Luka was at the center of the clearing beneath a tree, and Marc was slowly approaching him. It was the definition of a trap, and Navi could tell by the guard Marc had up that he knew this well. What he didn’t know was that this trap had already been disarmed. He’d know that, too, in just a moment, however. Walking from the west side of the clearing, a few drops of blood spattered on her clothing from the removal of a head or two, and crimson coating her left hand to the top of her wrist from an unbeating heart torn from a chest here and there, Navi was not trying in the least to be sneaky or concealed, if anything, she was making herself more than known. Loud footsteps, confident strides, and constant strides, she walked towards Luka.

"I've got this one, Waywood," she called, not looking to Marc as she did so. She hoped the nephilim would take her word for it and leave this to her to handle, but he would probably do the exact opposite.



message 4: by Hayley (last edited Aug 04, 2017 05:28AM) (new)

Hayley | 308 comments
Marc kept close behind the vamp but wasn't quite willing to go walking into the trap that he laid out just yet, he wanted more information first so stopped moving towards them and used his senses he could hear loud footsteps and something else, low voices but he couldn't make out what they were saying. So this vamp was meeting with somebody but was it the same person who's footsteps he could hear. Probably not. Vamps were usually quiet especially when trying to lure prey towards them. So the newcomer was someone else. Hopefully not a mundane. He didn't want to have to try rescuing them.

Marc sighed and walked round the tree seeing the vamp he had been tailing with a couple of other vamps and a fairy? Why were the fae involved? This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. He backed behind the tree as he noticed they hadn't seen him yet and kept his ears open trying to hear something useful. That's when he noticed the leader of the vampire clan of London. Navi. They were allies as such but he didn't want her interfering in this. It was shadowhunter business.
He saw when the group registered Navi's presence as they stiffened and looked for an escape before turning to them and snarling. Well the vamps snarled. The fae looked at them with a sneer. Was the fae going to try and fight them? He wished he could work out what court they were from so he knew what they were dealing with a bit better. He hoped against hope they were from the seelie court as that way it was probably just a rogue fae or rogue faction fae working without permission of the queen but if it was the unseelie court, god help them. But no the fae disappeared right before his eyes. He wondered if Navi had seen them. He saw her dispatch a couple of vamps.

"It's Wayland," he said politely giving up on being quiet because they would have heard Navi by now. So there was no point in him remaining concealed. "I'm afraid I can't do that. This is shadowhunter business not just clan business" he said edging towards the group. He was going to get to the bottom of this. Why was a fae involved in what seemed to be a simple case of vampire bloodlust? It just didn't make much sense. There was no way he was leaving this one alone. If the downworld was planning something he needed to know. He needed to be able to protect his people and that included the friends he had in the downworld.



message 5: by Savannah W ~ (new)

Savannah W ~ (savannah_white) | 64 comments ((Haha, im so damn dumb. I keep getting those two lastnames messed up. XD.))


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