Ｓｈａｃｋｌｅｓ {Ｖａｍｐｉｒｅ Ｓｅｍｉ-Ａｄｖａｎｃｅｄ} discussion

At a dizzying altitude and half immersed in the clouds, Mount Aleski is one among a range of the highest peaks in Itola, the uppermost entirety of the mountain capped in everlasting snow. The jagged cliffs and dense forests of firs and evergreens are intercepted by pockets of quarry, where linder, marble, granite, and other precious stones are mined. The village is nestled in the midst of a formidable circle of mountains, on a windy plain. The only way to access the mountain or leave it is through a very dangerous trading route that weaves up the snowy slopes. Thus, traders only come during the spring, after weekslong journey.

In the darkness of the night, the two made their way up the mountainside. "It's beautiful," Alexandra breathed, letting cold air fill her longs and lap over her pale skin. There was nothing like mountain air, nothing so wonderful in the world.

"Yes, it is," Georg said, watching her, a small smile on his face. "You did very well not running into anything on the way here," he complimented her.

((lol what if Arietta comes hehehe))

((lolol. I'm not even sure if she's alive or not haha, idk what to do with her, I can't carry her over to the other rp:/ ))

Alexandra smiled over at him, "Thank you, running like this...it's like nothing else," she said enthusiastically. She had been able to feel each one of her muscles, each working in unison. It had been...exhilarating.

((What if she attacks Alexandra and Georg kills her? That would give her an end))

((true. We could do that if you would like))

((She's your character so we can do whatever you think is best))

"Yes, it is. I do not know what it is like to run as a human, but I have seen them straining to run away from others, or sometimes myself, and their speed is nothing compared to what yours is now." He looked around him, scenting the air. "Tell me, what can you smell? What can you hear? What are your senses telling you is out there with us?"

((I'd be interested in that if you want!))

"Animals, lots of them," she replied after breathing in deeply. "I don't really know...what ones...I've never really smelt animals, I suppose," she bit her lower lip softly.

((Ok))

"Listen for the strength of the heartbeats. There are several different animals out here tonight. Describe their heartbeats and I will tell you what they are, so that you might recognize them."

"Theres one which is really, very rapid," she said, tapping her fingers against his shoulder as an example. "A slower one," again she tapped. "And one slightly in the middle." She tapped all three examples against him.

Arietta watched from a tree, downwind of the two so her scent wouldn't give her away. She studied the red head in particular, a woman who looked so much like herself. Anger boiled within the pit of her stomach.

"The slow one is a deer. The medium one, a raccoon. And the very rapid one, a rabbit," Georg told her. "Remember what they sound like, my pet. Every animal has a different heartbeat. Humans have different ones as well. Each one is like a signature." He turned his head to the side slightly, listening. He could hear another heartbeat, but it was faint. As though the owner of it was purposefully slowly its beating. "Now, if you were thirsty, which one would you bring down?" He scanned the area around them.

"Deer, the bigger, the better. And not as quick as a rabbit," she tucked her head down embarrassed, "Also raccoons remind me of cats and I could never kill a cat." She looked over at him with a shy smile.

Arietta slowly proceeded forward, staying hidden. If it was one benefit of her vampire lifestyle it was she understood their abilities, and could use them to her advantage.

"Very good, my dear," Georg said. He could sense that something was off. He ignored all loud noises and those of animals, listening for the slightest noise to betray what was out there. He casually moved Alexandra so that she was behind him. He scented the air around him and cursed as he realized that they were upwind. He bared his teeth, his fangs lowering and he began to settle into a crouch.

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((omg sorry!!! One sec!))

Alexandra didn't seem to notice the difference in Georg's state, instead she focused on the sounds around her, letting her mouth drop open so she could taste the scents upon the air. It was so beautiful.

Arietta quirked up a grin when she saw Georg's stance. So silly of him. He knew something was afoot, but he had no idea. Moving slowly and angling herself, she jumped, leaping, and landing atop the other redhead, holding a knife over her throat

Georg turned when he heard something crash to the ground behind him. He roared when he saw Alexandra on the ground, a kinfe to her throat. He grabbed the person, a woman he noted, by the throat and slammed them against a nearby tree. He became shocked when he saw who it was. "Arietta," he breathed out. He was stunned to see her here, much less that she had attacked Alexandra. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to kill your little whore," She hissed out the words, her fangs baring. "And then you. And then your family. For what you've done to me," her words were tainted with hate and loss. Tucking her legs in, she used her strong leg muscles to shove out against his chest, pushing him away from her

Georg hissed when she kicked him, but it didn't hurt. She was strong but not nearly as strong as he. He quickly moved forward again to press her against the tree. "Alexandra is not a whore," he told her. "And you will be killing no one tonight or any night. How long have you been in Itola?" he demanded of her.

Arietta laughed, "Oh, far far longer than you would think. Not only that, but your wife has paid e to assassinate you, love" she laughed wickedly, an almost maniacal sound

He bared his fangs at her and hissed. "If my wife wants me dead so much, why doesn't she kill me herself?" he asked her. "Do you really hate me so much that you would kill me?"

"I do not know. Perhaps she doesn't want any blood on her hands. But she made a deal with me, to kill you. I have no reason to lie," She hissed back, "And yes. You destroyed me. And now it's my turn to destroy you."

((also wanna check the colab thing in Crowns??))

"I didn't force the change on you," Georg told her. "You asked me to change you. I was reluctant to do so, if you remember. I always told you, I didn't know how long we would last together."

((Which thing again?))

((Ashley is going to make their daughter lol thought you might wanna check it out!(: ))

"You told me you love me and you left," she spat at him, "Out of the blue, and never tried to contact me. You left me for a woman who hates you so much she hired me to kill you." she stare was even and dark

((Oh yeah I did! She looks awesome))

"How was I to know that was to happen eight hundred years later," he said angrily. "I had to do what was right for my country. I hated that I had to leave you, but I had to follow my father's orders. If I could have done things differently, I would have brought you with me!"

"I don't believe you," she said, pushing out against him again, biting into his hand with her fangs. "You are nothing to me. Nothing except someone who I will kill, as I have been doing for the past 200 years"

Georg cursed and smashed her into the tree. He pressed his forearm into her throat. "Do not try and bite me again, Arietta. Or I will rip your head from your shoulders." His eyes glowed with more anger than he had ever felt before, and his body was tensed, ready to move the moment she did. "Alexandra, are you alright?" he called behind him.

"I'm fine," Alexandra said, standing up and shaking herself off. There was a small cut on her neck, but nothing more. Her blood was racing, anger filling her veins. "Kill her." she hissed angrilly

Georg kept the pressure on his throat and turned his head towards Alexandra. He never thought he would hear something like that come from her. "Are you quite sure, pet?"

"Yes," Alexandra growled, "I want no more of her." Adrenaline was running through the fledgling's veins, and she couldn't quite see straight. All she new was the woman in front of her was a threat, to her, and to the KIng

Georg turned back to look at Arietta. "As shocked as I am to hear such words come from her, I cannot help but agree. You are a threat to me and my kingdom. I have killed others before, for less offenses. Are there any last words you want to say before I take off your head and burn your body?" He lifted his leg up and pulled out his long boot knife.

Arietta growled, struggling and pushing against him. "Rot in hell, vampire scum!" She shouted, biting down on him again, tearing a piece of his fleshing off and letting blood drip down

Georg roared as she ripped off a piece of his skin. He moved his fore arm and swung the knife. The knife it it's mark and Arietta's head fell to the ground. He hissed at her body. "Rot in hell, yourself," he told her, his voice laced with pain.

Alexandra moved over to Georg's side, placing a hand gently on his shoulder. "Good." she whispered softly, kissing his ear. She stared down at the woman's body, and felt an unease and she recognized the face, as resembling her own

"Get. Wood. Now." he told Alexandra through clenched teeth. He leaned down and grabbed Arietta's hair and arm and started dragging her body towards an area not surrounded by trees so they wouldn't burn down the forest. He dropped the body and started moving pine needles over the body as kindling.