12-12-17 RP

 [19:28] Mickie Swordthain laughs "She had me in neon pink last night. but I'm not gonna complain., Though I feel like my mom! She grew up int he 80's and I saw pics of her in outfits like this!" Mickie used to use all the social apps "I can try and help if you want. Really all you need to do is take a picture and post something about it. Check out things like UPSDogs and weratedogs on there, or just hit the button on the bottom that looks like a house, then there is a button that says new, it might help you find some pages ot follow"
[19:29] Anita screeched around a corner on her bright blue bike, standing as she hit the gas directly after she rounded the corner. She wore no helmet and was obviously over the speed limit.
 [19:43] Marcus il Lowengrim: had pulled his guitar around and began to run his fingers in the smooth almost water like motion of his fingers over the strings as he began to adjust the tune on several of them before someone ran a cord over towards him and he would snatch the cable from their hand into a spin that would slide down into his digits and plug it intot he edge of the guitar to meet the chorus of cheers with the rapid motion of chords and the undertone of his voice in a dulcet hum. "Well then, seems my guest of honor arrived, shall we begin?" he would say as his fingers began to move rapidly into the formation of a continous riff that would begin to stray off under the booming sound of electric notes throughout the building and the area outside.
 [19:49] Anita watched as a small slew of faces turned in the direction of the door she had just come through at his words. Several of the women's and even a few of the men's faces turned to anger, and Anita looked at them curiously, and then to him. Her lips wore a dark wine gloss upon them, pinched up and an eyebrow lifted. She shook her head and turned, hips swaying as at least half of her obvious assets were on display, making her way to the bar. She looked to the bartender, and pointed to a bottle, grinning.
 [19:53] Marcus il Lowengrim: adopted a smile at the receding movement of the other woman as others looked on at her and he began to sing in cadence with the cords, slow at first his body would begin to hop and spin against the boards beneaht him though his violet hues seemed to rarely break away from the scantily dressed form of the woman as she neared the bar. "I feel it down, in my dead soul. The beating of a heart long cooold~ and when I think so long agoooo, I wonder if the truth be told! Hey hear my heart now! Yeah hey hear my heart now! Dancing in the darkness of the long lost world, searching for the freedom of a warm hearted girl!" the guitar would screech with new life as the notes seemed to take a harder tone and he would begin to shift the entirety of his body into the motion of both playing and spinning in the rapid yet fluid motions of the strange beauty that seemed to pour from him in droves of natural attraction.
 [19:54] Marcus il Lowengrim (xarandele.tyran): ((Cold hearted girl*))
[19:56] Mickie Swordthain steps into the bar, yep she was right Anita was here. She follows her to the bar, watching all these strange faces. "Anita, what the hell is going on?" she says trying to talk over the din. She hadn't really payed attention to the person at the stage, barely glancing at him, though she needed to cover her puppy's ears so the noise didn't hurt them. "ANd how much did I drink last night and how the hell were you still standing!?"
 [20:02] Anita was brought the bottle and she leaned over the counter to grab it from the bartender. Hearing Marcus' song made her turn her head and stare, her expression one of curious intrigue. She saw Mickie and waved her over to her, an eager smile on her face. Her eyes moved to her, occasionally drifting back to Marcus as he played. Her heartbeat was steady, as it always was. She opened the bottle, and drank from it, before holding it out to Mickie. "Well, we finished the bottle, I helped you home, annnd then I came back here, and well, I met the man playing on stage. Totes a huge flirt." She said with a laugh. "Oh, I wasn't much better off, I think. I just am a...professional drinker."
[20:07] Marcus il Lowengrim: began to laugh deeply, though it seemed to be a part of the song in its entirety as one hand left the base of the guitar and he continued to produce notes solely through the tapping of his fingers against the strings along the neck. At first his hand would come to flip a lock of hair away from his face to reveal the rose tattoos that spiraled up along his jawline to his temple before he spun and dipped down to snatch up the bottle of whiskey he had appropriated and lifted it to his mouth, it was almost amazing how he didn't puke as he downed what remained in the bottle as a professional drinker would and brought the empty glass to the strings, fluctuating between his rapid plucking of the strings and touching the glass to them in a reverberating shift of sound throught he glass and back down through the speakers to the uproar of cheers from the group of people who began to clap along with his show in their almost absorbed cheering of his play.
[20:10] Mickie Swordthain watches the guy a little, he was definitely talented, but it just wasn't her kind of music "I think I'll just go easy tonight on my brain cells." she says to Anita before turning to the bartender "Let me have a burger and fries and a vanilla milkshake with booze in it" she says still trying to shield her precious puppy from the loud music.
 [20:16] NPC Receptionist noticed Anita's bike outside and decided to stop by to see if anything interesting was going on. He also hadn't had a chance to see her in awhile and thought this might be a good time to hang out with her and talk. As he walked into the Rant he could hear the music playing. It was an unfamiliar song to him, but he did enjoy the sound. He stepped into the main room and noticed it was a live performance instead of the normal radio songs they play here. Continuing to scan the room, he saw Anita at the bar and would smile and wave to her if she happened to look his way. He would move through the crowd towards her, since she happened to be the only one here he actually knew and would say, "I don't know who this guy is, but he sounds pretty good. How have you been Anita?" he asked as he looked to what she was drinking.
 [20:17] Damien Drake noticed Anita's bike outside and decided to stop by to see if anything interesting was going on. He also hadn't had a chance to see her in awhile and thought this might be a good time to hang out with her and talk. As he walked into the Rant he could hear the music playing. It was an unfamiliar song to him, but he did enjoy the sound. He stepped into the main room and noticed it was a live performance instead of the normal radio songs they play here. Continuing to scan the room, he saw Anita at the bar and would smile and wave to her if she happened to look his way. He would move through the crowd towards her, since she happened to be the only one here he actually knew and would say, "I don't know who this guy is, but he sounds pretty good. How have you been Anita?" he asked as he looked to what she was drinking.
 [20:24] Anita would let the bartender know that Mickie's order was on her tab, after all, a girl's gotta eat sometime. "Its your liver darling. I think. Though, I've been known to make quite a few mistakes when drinking." She laughs and brings the bottle back to her lips. Hearing Marcus laugh, she stops mid-drink, and shakes her head, laughing. "Milk and booze honey? You're braver than I." Seeing Damien wave, her lips pursed, and her body stiffened slightly. "Damien. I've been good, thanks. You?"
 [20:29] Marcus il Lowengrim: would lift his arms up as the last note from his performance began to fade and a loud cheer went up throughout the building from both men and women combined as he waved to those who seemed to be absolutely drawn to some sort of charm that leaked off the lithe man in droves, his gaze would roam towards Anita once more near the bar as several people began to join her it seemed and he adopted the somewhat mischief laced smile from the night before. His hand moving int he lithe way to snatch up a microphone that was offered to him. "Want more do ya!?" he would speak loudly into the mic as his free hand began to twist against knobs on his guitar and pluck at strings until softer tones began to emanate outwards through the building. "How about something a bit more calm yeah? But I'll need a volunteer won't I? How about it gorgeous, come share some vocals with me yeah, or are you afraid you might sound like a dying donkey?" he said with a chuckle as some laughter left those gathering around in awe of him (c)
[20:30] Marcus il Lowengrim: that is until they all began to turn and lifted their hands in applause at the invitation towards the barely clad woman and several began to scream cheers and whistles for her to accept Marcus' offer, all the while he grinned in that alluring way. He seemed to take some sort of joy from putting her on the spot as he plucked at the cords and tuned the electric to a less melancholy and more euphoric tune that seemed to speak of the moon in the sky.
[20:31] Mickie Swordthain snorts "If this is all I drink tonight, I'll be fine! And I'm trying to spare my liver! I'm too young to need a liver transplant, which is what's gonna happen if I drink like I did last night every night! And no health insurance, sooo, yeah, gotta look out for myself." She watches the dapper looking man walk in and then how stiff Anita got when he spoke ot her. She steps closer to her friend and places an arm around her protectively if allowed. She snorts slightly at the guy on the stage before her eyes are caught by the biker looking dude that walked in.
 [20:37] Damien Drake smiled to her the best he could before replying, "It's hard not seeing you as often as I'm used to, but I am trying. I am glad you are doing well." When he heard the man speak up on the mic his attention was drawn to him to see what he was talking about. After he took a moment to realize what he was going on about he looked back to Anita and said, "Looks like you're being summoned to the stage hun. You going to do it?" he asked with a slight grin forming on his face.
 [20:38] Lucian Daratraznov: shook his head as he got off his bike.  He wasn't up for the so called 'high society' tonight.  He'd had enough with the idiots at the club.  He wanted whiskey and he wanted a place where he could possibly crack a skull or two with no questions being asked.  Walking into the bar he looked around and raised an eyebrow.  It seemed rather vacant.  The man in the suit raised his eyebrow even further as he shook his head.  He caught sight of the two ladies and his mood improved a bit.  Perhaps not cracking skulls but a snack wouldn't hurt either.  He chuckled to himself as he headed up to the bar and leaned against the counter.  "Whiskey, double"  He turned and nodded to the three that were there in greeting.
[20:39] Marcus il Lowengrim (xarandele.tyran): ((There's actually supposed to be a gathering of NPC's due to marcus))
 [20:41] Anita stared back as a whole crowd of people stared at her, and she looked defiantly at Marcus, her bright blue eyes not cutting daggers, but rather, firing cannons at him. "Fear is a healthy part of life." She retorts as Mickie's arm drapes over her. Her own, warm hand reached up and patted at Mickie's hand. She opened her mouth to say something, and that cannon firing gaze turned to Damien now, so mercurial were Anita's moods towards him. She reached back, and grabbed her bottle she'd taken from the bartender earlier, and seeing Lucian, she wriggled her fingers to Lucian, and sauntered her way up to the stage, seemingly heedless of the eyes on her. She ascended the steps, and her hand found her hip. "You're sure?"
 [20:46] Marcus il Lowengrim: simply smiled in that alluring way as she ascended the stage beside him and he lifted the mic to his mouth once more. "Come on now, let's hear those cheers for the beautiful lady!" and at his very words the crowd seemed toe rupt into cheers and whistles for the scarcely clad woman. As they did he'd spin the mic about and hold it up for her as he moved forwards in the lithe and surreal serenity of almost dance like movements. Leaning in to whisper against her ear with a smile before pulling back with a wink and his fingers would begin to slide along the strings before he turned and seemed to wait for her lead.
[20:50] Mickie Swordthain joins in the whistling and clapping as Anita is called to the sage "GO ANITA!!" she calls out, letting out a loud wolf whistle as well as her barely clothed friend makes her way to the stage. Just then her food arrives and she turns to get the burger with one hand, taking a gander at the men to either side of her. Both handsome in their own way, but on different ends of the scale. Then, trying to eat, cover Oso's ears, and hold him so he didn't get trampled all at once. She lets him have a nibble of the food, though not as much as yesterday considering she found the dog food he likes finally. Noting that the song seemed less... rowdy, she uncovers her pups ears so she can eat easier.
 [20:53] Damien Drake smiled to her and said, "Go get 'em tiger, " as she walked passed him to the stage. He turned and followed her with his eyes as she made her way through the crowd of people. He always enjoyed watching her perform when she danced, but had yet to hear her sing for a crowd yet. He was confident she could do anything she put her mind to though and would clap his hands together for her as she stepped onto the stage.
[21:10] Lucian Daratraznov: shook his head with all the noise.  He watched the woman climb the stage.  He saw the man with the guitar and growled.  He was not in the mood to listen to half assed attempts at something called music and the screetching of cats.  His hand slid down and rested on the butt of one of his guns.  He'd take out speakers if he had to.
[21:11] Anita glowered at Marcus, and took a swig of her bottle, before she crouched, putting it by her feet. She rose, and reached out for the microphone. Her warm fingers brushed against his hand, and she took it from him. Hearing him whisper, she grinned. "Easy for you." was her soft-spoken reply. The microphone came up to Anita's lips and she began to sing. "Her eyes and words are so icy...Oh but she burns...Like rum on the fire...Hot and fast and angry as she can be...I walk my days on a wire..." Her voice was soft, and she wasn't off key, but one could tell Anita was out of her element in the way she shifted, her normally fluid movements becoming stiffened, her fingers on her free hand twitching ever so slightly. Her eyes scanned over the crowd of faces before her, and her fingers stopped twitching, instead choosing to clench her little fist.
[21:15] Marcus il Lowengrim: chuckled some at her words as he moved to somewhat hip bump against her own naked outter thigh and he moved to stroll about the stage as her voice began to ring outwards across the area and all the cheers suddenly began to grow quiet. He didn't miss a beat it seemed as the tones of her voice passed his ears and his fingers began to move along in rapid cadence to join her lead and then to accompany her as the music rang out in slow harmony, granted he was using an electric rather than an accoustic he matched the notes of Cherry Wine almost perfectly as one would almost expect of someone who practiced long days at their craft. And occasionally as she sang he would slide back near by and move inwards to offer forth his own voice in duet to her own, soft deeper cords to back her own in a beautiful wave that washed over the crowd.
 [21:21] Mickie Swordthain finished off her burger quickly and held a thumbs up at Anita giving her the courage and support she needed when she saw her hand curl into a fist. She turns to grab a fry and notes the biker man with his hand on the butt of his gun, and being the Marine that she was she stepped over to him placing her hand over his "Don't" she says quietly "Whatever you are planning on doing, please don't. The place is crowded and people will get trampled and hurt, then I'll feel like I have to help them cause I'm a paramedic. And I have no desire to have my night ruined." This was said with her lips near his ear so he could hear over the din, warm breath sliding over the flesh. Oso in her arms was trying to hide his head into her armpit again being so close to the man, but Mickie ignored it, she had seen him do that a lot since they moved here
 [21:27] Damien Drake continued to watch Anita sing. He hadn't heard her like this before, but he was enjoying it. A smile spread across his face as he watched her. Even though he noticed she was a bit put off by singing in front of the crowd. Maybe he could convince her to sing privately for him some time he thought to himself as he smiled and continued to watch the performance.
 [21:29] Lucian Daratraznov: looked down at the woman's hand then looked back up at her.  He found it cute she thought that would actually stop him by appealing to the humanism in him.  That had died over a thousand years ago.  He tilted his head for a moment as another idea took form.  "Tell you what...for a kiss I'll leave it alone.  A full and complete kiss.  Just one...not a bad trade I think..."
 [21:33] Anita: "It looks ugly, but its cleaaaan, oh mamma, don't fuss over mee." Her tongue darted out from her mouth, to lick at her lips, and she felt his hip bump hers. She looked at him from the corner of her eye. "The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine....Open hand or closed fist would be fine.....The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine." She waited until he had finished the duet, before stopping to bend down and drink for the whiskey bottle. She now held onto the neck of the bottle. Her eyes closed halfway, as she listened to continue her singing after the pause. She'd shiver as she felt the coolness of his hand press to her warm skin.
 [21:38] Marcus il Lowengrim: offered the charming smile once more at the reactions she gave as she leaned to begin drinking however he would move into the flittering movement of a dance as he slid about her body, feet lacing somewhat between her own as his body pirouetted against hers and around to the other side of her. Taking the opportunity his fingers would twist and turn about as music poured from the speakers and the crowd gathered about began to sing quietly in the silence she afforded them as his own voice picked up in ad libbed offering. "It was mii-iiine, that beautiful red that smelled of a drug sooo fii-ine. And lit my heart aaaa-flaaammmeee, with a dre-eam I wish obtained in silent waves. The cadence of her naaame, that made myyyy mind to blame." as his voice died he would look towards her with a grin to pick back up as the solo portion he ad libbed into the song returned to the melody of the song she chose.
[21:42] Mickie Swordthain rolls her eyes "Ughh, Gods you're a pig!" she says backing away from him. She was tempted to punch him, but decided it would only cause issues and though she was strong, she wasn't as strong as usual having lost almost 30 lbs in less than 2 weeks thanks to her situation, being on the run and not really having money for food plus a hummingbird metabolism equaled rapid weight loss. Plus most food went to the dog. She huffs and turns to grab some fries, feeding a few to the dog before eating the rest and then watching her friend on the stage. "Men" she mutters. Never thought she's prefer the company of a cop to that of a biker...
[21:46] Damien Drake was oblivious to the two conversing behind him as he continued to watch Anita sing. She was always so good at what she did and he enjoyed every bit of it. It reminded him of how much he missed watching her practice her ballet at the house. Hopefully he would get to see it again sometime soon. It was always so comforting to watch.
[21:51] Lucian Daratraznov: shook his head at her as she turned.  His eyes roamed over her from behind and settled on her as for a moment and how it swayed being barely covered by her skirt.  Then the sounds of the music invaded his ears like the screetching of bats and cats being strangled.  He growled deeply as his hand gripped the butt of his .50 cal desert eagle.  With a side arm motion he quickly drew the gun and fired off a shot at one of the speakers.
[21:52] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for Blow those speakers, rolling 1,2,4, with success at 6 they scored 0 total successes.
[21:55] ToA Hud: Xarandele Tyran rolled for Botched Shot, rolling 2,7, with success at 6 they scored 1 total successes.
[21:56] ToA Hud: Eloriel Resident rolled for dodge bullet, rolling 7,7, with success at 6 they scored 2 total successes.
[21:59] Anita heard his words, and her lips parted, and she looks to him just before she began singing. "Thrown at me so powerfully....Just like she throws with the arm of her brother....But I want it....It's a criiiime....That she's not around most of the time." She had taken a breath in the pause of the song, and went to return his hip bump when the shot rang out, and she glowered. "Are you...ARE YOU FUCKING RETARDED?" She says, screaming into the mic, before dropping it, and readying to hop off the stage.
 [22:04] Marcus il Lowengrim: seemed like he was going ot laugh as a gunshot soon wrang out and a bullet wizzed past his head to slam into the wall, barely missing him the entire crowd would enter into an uproar as several people who had been there cheering for him began to run out in a panic, he however would stare about to see if Anita had been hit before a deep seated anger seeded itself on his face as she herself hopped off the stage and he removed his guitar holding it like a baseball bat. "THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU DUDE, I THINK THIS GUY NEEDS HIS ASS BEAT" he would scream into the mic he snatched up as he pointed to the gun happy jackass, and it almost felt like his rage rippled out in a tangible embrace over the gathered crowd...
[22:04] ToA Hud: Xarandele Tyran rolled for Awe, rolling 4,5,6,5,3, with success at 6 they scored 1 total successes.
[22:09] Mickie Swordthain immediately pulled as many people around her to the floor as she could "Get down and stay down!" she yells, using her loud drill sergeant like voice to try and stop a potential stampede. Whether he hit the speaker or not, the gunshot was gonna send people into a panic. "ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY!! PEOPLE ARE GONNA GET HURT YOU FUCKING LUNATIC!" She could feel the rage of her temper building up inside her, especially when Marcus speaks, wanting to beat the man. feeling this need to beat the biker, but she had to stop herself, burying her face in her pups fur, breathing deeply, using some of the calming techniques her old therapist had taught her to control such urges. Instead she looks around "NO ONE PANIC! LEAVE THE BUILDING USING ALL THE EXITS IN AN ORDERLY FASHION!" She was more concerned with crowd control. She starts to use her immense height to point to the exits "REMAIN CALM!" She glowers at the man, if she didn't have her precious puppy with her, she might, no /would/ have tackled him, but the small pu
[22:09] Mickie Swordthain  was all she had. She wouldn't risk him getting hurt or trampled.
[22:15] Damien Drake was having a great time watching Anita perform before the sudden ringing in his ears from the gunshot. He quickly looked around to assess the situation before noticing where the shot came from. He would not deal with Anita being shot at like that, even if it did miss her. He would step closer and raise his voice to get his attention. "Sir, you do know you shouldn't do that. Just surrender your weapons and walk away, " he says to him as he stares into his eyes.
[22:16] ToA Hud: Cha0s5150 Resident rolled for Mesmerize, rolling 5,4,3,3, with success at 6 they scored 0 total successes.
[22:20] Lucian Daratraznov: well the music was stopped.  That was one good thing at least.  It seemed his irritation and anger would get an outlet after all.  His gun would aim in on the one holding the guitar.  He heard the words of the other man which frankly only served to piss him off more.  In a flash he drew his other Deagle and aimed it at Damien.  However the next shot fired would be aimed soley at  Marcus as he had made his intentions known.
[22:21] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for Deagle, deagle, deagle, rolling 9,7,2, with success at 6 they scored 2 total successes.
[22:22] ToA Hud: Xarandele Tyran rolled for Doj, rolling 1,7, with success at 6 they scored 1 total successes.
[22:30] Anita calmly walked through the crowd of people swarming for the exit, There was no questioning her own grace. She moved quickly, her own warm body slipping between those running throngs like a serpent. "Oh darling, you don't need to tell me twice." Her voice rings out, a far cry from her normal, cheerful voice. The anger radiated out from her lithe form, one didn't need Auspex to tell she was angry, her expressive, sensitive face clearly full of seething rage as she looked to Lucian, her mouth opening, her fangs dropping as she hissed loudly, an inhuman look upon her face as she fixated on him as her beast came to light, spoiling and hoping to turn this into a fight.
[22:31] ToA Hud: Eloriel Resident rolled for Dread Gaze Lucian, rolling 5,10,10,1,8, with success at 5 they scored 4 total successes.
[22:32] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for turtle, turtle, turtle, rolling 8,4,9,2, with success at 6 they scored 2 total successes.
[22:36] Marcus il Lowengrim: had begun to scream again at the crowd, that is of course, until the man pointed the gund irectly at him and he moved as if to run...then he spun about rapidly as a bullet slammed into his shoulder and blood spewed out from him to splatter on the stage as his other hand lifted up to grab it in a cry of pain...While usually a firearm would have had very little effect that was a big fucking gun! Rage spilled into his head as he heard the hissing scream and his head shot back around towards the scene that unfolded...Well that was interesting and the somewhat cruel streak inside of him rose upwards, boiling down through his blood at this threat that his most recent fixation was now facing down, and much like herself it would seem his eyes shined as an absolutely horrendous stare permeated from him to the massive gunwielding lunatic, and his own fangs dropped as the usual calm and pallid features twisted and an equally frightening hiss split from him across the room in combination with anita.
[22:37] ToA Hud: Xarandele Tyran rolled for Dread Gaze, rolling 10,5,2,6,5, with success at 5 they scored 4 total successes.
[22:37] Mickie Swordthain would try and get people out even as she called 911 giving the information, when the Operator picked up "We have a guy with a gun, no two guns, Desert Eagles, here at the Rant and the place is packed. He's got a leather hat on with a feather, a black beard, glasses, weather a leather vest with some kind of red design on the back. He's very tall, probably close to if not over 7 feet and he's well muscled. I'm trying to get people out without a stampede!" she says to them as she tries to get people out of the way "Come on people, orderly but fast!' before turning back to her phone, We need cops and emergency services here NOW!" She wasn't looking at Anita or Marucs when fangs came out, and in the darkened interior it was hard to see them, Even if she did see them, she would never have believed it. Her skeptical nature told her that shit wasn't real. She only sees her petite friend closing in on a madman with gun "Anita RUN!" she yells. "What are you doing!"
[22:40] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for Heavy artillery fam, rolling 4,1,10,7, with success at 6 they scored 2 total successes.
[22:44] Damien Drake watched as one of the guns pointed to him before another shot rang out and hit the musician. He did not plan on taking a bullet for the musician and he definitely didn't want to see Anita get shot even though he heard she was shot up by someone not too long ago. Again he stared at the man as he said, "DROP the weapons so nobody gets hurt."
[22:44] ToA Hud: Cha0s5150 Resident rolled for Command, rolling 4,10,3,2, with success at 6 they scored 1 total successes.
[22:45] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for NO SOUP FOR YOU!, rolling 3,2,2,2, with success at 6 they scored 0 total successes.
[22:49] Lucian Daratraznov: shook his head and growled.  He let out a warcry and due to the rage and combat already going on his hands tightened on his guns instead of dropping them.  His target was between Anita and Marcus with there actisons.  He didn't consider Damien to be an actual threat.....yet.  However Marcus was still the main contender.  He pulled the trigger and took another shot at him.
[22:50] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for Tanks go BOOM!, rolling 7,2,9, with success at 6 they scored 2 total successes.
[22:54] ToA Hud: Xarandele Tyran rolled for Blood Doll, rolling 10,7, with success at 6 they scored 2 total successes.
[22:56] Anita: "Fuck you think I'm doing? Me and muscles here gonna throw down!" She cries out in sheer delight and excitement, moving with her full speed, ascending the stairs and launching herself at him recklessly, completely unleashing an inhuman screech as she came at him with her fist flying towards Lucian.
[22:57] ToA Hud: Eloriel Resident rolled for Punch Lucian, rolling 1,10,1,1,9,10,2, with success at 6 they scored 3 total successes.
 [23:10] Ɖαɛɢʋƨ Ƨκαℓℓ (daegus.xavorin): ((Marcus you can post I'm not rolling as I would take the hit anyways))
[23:14] Marcus il Lowengrim: 's face would steadily returnt o normal, as the gun was rounded upon him once more it almost seemed to take him by surprise as he tumbled forwards off the edge of the stage and the bullet slid past his ear, rolling forwards he'd hop up onto his feet ready to fight it seemed. But he would begin to notice the crowds of people thinning as the small nearly naked woman took to ripping at the man ferocious. Part of him lit upw ith glee at the sight, that cruel pang deep at the bottom of his black heart...But he realized it, this had gone on too long, and this commotion was drawing too much attention even for him, they had to leave. He would take off into a run as his blood stained hand lifted upwards in an attempt to pull at Anita's bared hips to jar her away from the man and her bloodlust, he wasn't very strong for a kindred though. "ANITA, COME ON WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE, WE'RE DRAWING TOO MUCH ATTENTION LET'S TAKE CARE OF HIM LATER" he would start yelling as the sounds of sirens could be heard (C)
[23:15] Marcus il Lowengrim: approaching from the distance, and his blood began to boil in the excitement of combat and the want to get out before they were in real trouble. "COME ON LET'S GO!" he would yell as that alluring air rippled outwards from him, seeking ot pull her mind away from her rage and into escape mode.
[23:15] ToA Hud: Xarandele Tyran rolled for Awe - Flight, rolling 6,5,6,4,5, with success at 7 they scored 0 total successes.
[23:17] Mickie Swordthain pushes Oso into the bartenders hands "Watch him!" she says as she picks up a bottle, wondering why the man was just standing there in front of a lunatic with a 50 cal weapon in each hand, which was freaking incredible to her too, cause she knew how heavy those were!! "RUN YOU IDIOTS!" She's a Marine after all and she has to try and save her only human friend, the other being her dog, and smashes the bottle over Lucian's head with every bit of anger fueled strength she has then watches in amazement as Anita flies through the air throwing punches with skill!! "What the hell?"She would see Marcus bleeding and her instinct to help would kick in as she was a trained paramedic, grabbing a bar towel and rushing towards him .
 [23:22] ToA Hud: Michelob Karu rolled for head v bottle part 2, rolling 1,2,7,7, with success at 6 they scored 2 total successes.
 [23:22] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for Matrix time, rolling 9,1, with success at 6 they scored 1 total successes.
 [23:27] Damien Drake knew he was going to have a bad time now that Anita was up in his face. He smiled for a moment as he thought about the many times he had already been hit by her before. While he was remembering those times he was a bit shocked to see the other nearby woman step up and hit him over the head with a bottle. He couldn't help himself but to chuckle a bit to himself as he watched everything unfold. He was confident that Anita could handle this from here and he would let her do so unless he needed to step in once again.
[23:33] Lucian Daratraznov: growled as he saw the bullet missed Marcus.  However he didn't have time to be irritated for long  as Anita came in as one of the characters from super smash brothers with the falcon punch.  At the same time a bottle collided with the back of his head.  His head snapped forward as the rest of his body went through the bar crashing into the wall behind him.  There was definite pain as he tried to keep himself from falling.  He lurched himself up swinging the gun around at Anita pulling the trigger as soon as it was pointed towards her.
 [23:33] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for I see your shwartz is as big as mine., rolling 5,2,3, with success at 6 they scored 0 total successes.
 [23:39] Anita felt a hand upon her hip and she assumed is was Damien. "AS YOUR TEMPLAR, WE...ARE NOT...RUNNING!" She didn't have time to react to Marcus as the gun went off and she immediately followed Lucian down, that little fist flying at him again. "QUIT FUCKING SHOOTING!" the little pastel terror screeched at him.
[23:39] ToA Hud: Eloriel Resident rolled for Punching Lucian, rolling 3,5,10,4,10,2,3, with success at 6 they scored 2 total successes.
 [23:41] ToA Hud: Daegus Xavorin rolled for bob and weave, rolling 5,10, with success at 6 they scored 1 total successes.
[23:53] Marcus il Lowengrim: grunted as he tumbled backwards with the womans continued want to tear the other man apart, hitting his back against the barrel he would frown...This had gotten ridiculous...as she screeched about things humans shouldn't know about he grimaced, she was now posing a danger through lack of self control. He would move to stand up as calmly he brushed the wrinkles out of his clothing and an ear splitting whistle came from his lips to anita. "Actually no one is my Templar...And right now you have to recognize how much danger you are putting EVERYONE in, SO PLEASE LET'S GO" he yelled back at her as his cold gaze rested upon her, and the twisting almost surreal drawing of natural charm leaked from him in droves as his blood boiled...he was expending too much vitae to end this conflict before the police arrived and carted her off to the cells too...By wrapping her in that unnatural presence of devotion that drilled down at the mind like a maul, she had to wake up and realize she was going too far. "Leave him."
[23:53] ToA Hud: Xarandele Tyran rolled for Entrancement, rolling 3,2,3,2,6, with success at 5 they scored 1 total successes.
[23:56] Mickie Swordthain had no clue was a Templar was, so the words made no sense to her. She reaches the man "Where are you hurt, I'm a paramedic, let me help you stop the bleeding. I can't let you leave, you need to be seen by a doctor and make sure there is no damage." How the man was still standing and standing calmly, she had no clue
 [00:03] Damien Drake watched with a smile as he wasn't the one on the receiving end of Anita's punches for once. He thought it amusing that Anita assumed it was him that approached her, but maybe he should have this time. She was already in jail not too long ago, but he did promise her some space, so he was torn. He knew once she got going not much would stop her, but found it interesting the man kept trying to. Maybe he had something up his sleeve that might be able to get through to her. If she leaves then Damien has nothing else to really be here for so he would leave as well. Better to not be here when the police arrive.
 [00:12] Valeria Laelia Silvanus (eloriel): ((Fair escape for all parties involved. His net won't be back looks like. I'll go ahead and post))
[00:14] Anita looked up as she realized it wasn't Damien who grabbed her, her eyes meeting Marcus'. The look of unbridled rage upon her face was clear for a moment before his words hit her, and drew her away from her current task at hand, which was her fists all over Lucian in some twisted hope and desire that out of her inflicting pain, she would receive some. She moved to straddle Lucian and she sat up, climbing off from Lucian, and going to sidle up next to Marcus, her blue eyes looking up at him with adoration. She doesn't seem to notice he's been hurt yet.
 [00:18] Marcus il Lowengrim: would smile, as she finally came to her senses, well as much as anyone knew though she pushed upa gainst him and a bit of fatigue seemed to take him as the blood spilled from his shoulder, he took the opportunity to lean on her for a moment as his gaze rose towards the other woman, taking the towel she had been shoving at him to use his blood soaked hand and push it up against his shoulder. "Thanks...But we really have to get out of here, don't worry I have a personal doctor..." he would then turn his gaze back to the other man and nod his head. "let's get out of here, this has become dangerous for us now..." and with that he would stare down at the little pastel demon, his hand dropping as he adopted the somewhat mischievous grin and his hand lowered to slap rather firmly against her naked thigh with a firm tug at one of the piercings on her leg to illicit at least some drawing of pain. He liked this one, "Good job there you beautiful little terror, It was fun...but we should go now." he said with (c)
 [00:19] Marcus il Lowengrim: a bit of raucous laughter as he turned and moved to hastily make his way to the door, the sirens were getting very close and there had been way to many witnesses even for his taste in cruelty...oh but what a beautiful night it had been, with so much pain and chaos...
[00:22] Mickie Swordthain tries to stop Marcus "You're gonna bleed out before you get to him!" she says as she starts to follow him, before stopping and going back to the bar to get more bar towles and her dog "I"m coming with you then, so if you DO pass out I can get EMS to you fast!" she looks at Anita, wondering what came over her friend, and how sis she takes that big guy down? "I really wish I could get you to be seen by a doc. If your afraid of the cops, I saw it all, only one that would be arrested in the idiot with the guns"
 [00:26] Damien Drake was a bit amazed by the fact that this guy was able to get Anita off of the other while she was in the middle of it all. He frowned a bit as he thought back to when he tried to get her out of a frenzy. Luckily she was chained down for that. It seemed everything was breaking up though and he would smile to Anita, glad that she wasn't hurt before following her out of all this mess.
 [00:30] Anita's breathing had completely stopped a few minutes ago, and it had resumed, quiet and calm. Her fangs had receded, and she looked to Mickie, a dreamy smile on her face. "I can take him where he needs to go. Take my bike for the night and get you and Oso to the hotel, it'll be safe there for you." She looks to Marcus as he slaps her bare flesh, and his fingertips tug on her corset piercings, giving her a little shudder. Her lower lip draws into her mouth, and she bites down gently on her lip. "O-okay." She says with a look that said if she could blush, she clearly would have as she looks to Damien's smile, giving him a little wave before she leaves with Marcus, clearly fawning over him.
 [00:35] Marcus il Lowengrim: was tired, and hungry as all hell now having expelled so much precious blood and even more so would be required to heal the gaping hole in his shoulder, he seemed to take it rather well as they all began to depart and his hand lifted into a wave as he leaned on the smaller woman who was so much stronger than him physically as they rushed out the doors and his driver already had the bus ready to go...well the rest of this night might be very fun, for the two of them at least probably not so for some poor souls that would be mysteriously devoid of a great portion of blood...what were groupies for though! The doors would close as he entered intot he bus and gave the driver the nod, pulling the tiny demon woman along with him onto the tour bus filled with various instruments that could only be defined as fear inducing in human terms, she wanted pain? She'd have as much as she wanted by the time the next night came around, both as a gift and punishment, the line was very blurred when it came to the Toreador..
 [00:39] Damien Drake frowned as he saw Anita leave with the other man. He understood that they were separated for the time but that doesn't mean he had to like it. He really needed to find some way to get her back. Taking his time doesn't seem to be doing the job and this jealously wouldn't be helping any either.