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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/17/2017 6:03:37 AM
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Gara was just laughing alongside him, not at all phased by any of his actions.
"C'mon! I simply brought it up once. Don't gotta get all hostile because of it. Also, those are some pretty sweat boom cannons ya got there. Don't know why your assistant feels the need to try and take them away. You seem responsible enough."
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"I assure you. He is not. He is probably ze least responsible gun owner ever. He doesn't even clean zem. He just buys new vones." [b]The Vampire Hunter laughs again.[/b] Vampire Hunter: "I've been around since the Mesopotamians were killing each other with sticks, guns are kind of new to me. I don't know how to maintain them so I buy new ones. But I like you, Ms?"
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"Williams. Gara Williams. Just call me Gara though. I may shoot myself if everyone were to call me Miss Williams every time they addressed me. What's your name, sir?"
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"Well you see, that's very unimportant. What is important is my line of work. They call me the Vampire Hunter. Even though I've told them a million times I don't just hunt vampires. They just can't get it through their head. And this is my associate and follower, Huntress. Not her actual name either. They don't use them anymore when they join me." Huntress: "I like zis name, if ve are being honest. Brings in ze vampires by ze dozen so zey can try to beat me. Verevolves as vell, zough zey die much easier."
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"Huh." Gara just nodded and smiled, little bit unsure about the name thing. "Well, I'm guessing you don't just have her and actually have a rather large follow. Am I right? How big is this following?"
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Vampire Hunter: "Well it was five but I may have gotten really angry at one of them and chopped him in half. Not my greatest moment. We're very, very selective you see. Our process is rather brutal. Especially to get up to what Huntress is." Huntress: "You have hurt me in vays I did not know vere possible, zir." Vampire Hunter: "Oh go eat a schnitzel. I may have done the worst things imaginable but at least you're prepared now. Well... Not the worst worst things. I didn't kill you or disme- Oh wait I totally did that. I'm not apologizing." Huntress: "I know. Are you even capable of apologizing?" Vampire Hunter: "Depends on the time, my mood, and how much undead blood you bring me. All depends."
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"Oh, so rather small cult then....Anyway, that sounds fun and all, but I'm not into getting tortured for no reason so I'm not so sure I'mma be helping you if that's a requirement of yours."
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Huntress: "It's not a cult. We hunt vampires, not vorship zome useless being zat does jack shit." Vampire Hunter: "And I never said join us. I asked if you wanted to help us with our copious amounts of murder! Different things. I'm fairly sure you don't have the specific talents we're looking for, anyways." Huntress: "Honestly it's all pretty vorth it. Vee healthcare and guns. As much money as anyone could ever ask vor. Vacations vhenever ve vant."
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"That doesn't sound that bad actually. Also, not all cults revolve around a useless being. Some cults have leaders that actually get stuff done. I know, I've led a few." She laughed a little and then gave a small sigh. "Fun memories."
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Vampire Hunter: "There's one major thing that sets us apart from a cult. We all have different motivations and intentions. Like this girl here beside me, she just likes being around me. I know because she told me. Brother Thomas is just a religious fanatic. Pierre is a mercenary that likes killing paranormal things. I'm the only one who revels in each drop of blood I shed, which is usually the undead. Easier to explain that way."
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"Eh. That's not as much fun. I like the feeling of having people practically worship me nonstop. It's funny to see them fight over serving me....Well, are you going off to hunt right now?"
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"Nah. Pierre and Brother Thomas have that covered for now. It's been pretty slow, actually. Usually they're lining up to try and prove their worth by trying to kill one of us. It's dumb, but they do it. And I always kill them." [b]His wicked smile grows even more, to inhuman proportions. It was quite frankly extremely unsettling.[/b] "Always. Not a single one has escaped me. And let me tell you... I revel in each drop of blood I spill."
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"Uh huh. Ya see, man. You may not think of yourself as crazy, but you look f*cking insane on the outside to other people. Might want to work on that if you ever want to be invited to anything at all."
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"I never said I wasn't crazy. I just said they weren't crazy. Although I would call Thomas a religious nut though. He's got a few screws loose, but nothing a lobotomy won't fix." [b]The Vampire Hunter takes a large swig from his little bottle of vampire blood, and smiles, licking his lips.[/b] "You know, it's rather remarkable how sweet a vampire's blood is. Like honey." [b]He puts the bottle out, offering it to her.[/b] "Want some?"
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"Sure. Not the first time." Gara grabbed the bottle and took a sip before offering it back. "Young."
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[b]The Vampire Hunter laughs. He slowly takes the bottle back, drinking a bit more and returning it to his jacket.[/b] "Yes. Very young. Thirteen years old, to be precise. Killed her just yesterday, so it's very fresh. Although it does age very well, the young blood. Like whiskey or tequila. Not wine. Wine is for aristocrats and bitches. And I am neither."
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"Well, I embrace the title of b*tch after being called one so many times. But uhh...isn't 13 a bit young? I'm surprised you were able to kill her. Most people have trouble killing those who're still considered a child."
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[b]The smile grows a little more, a little more wicked.[/b] "I've been alive longer than any other person to ever walk the sands of the Earth. I am thousands of years old. You think by now I have absolutely any qualms about killing children? If they are an undead, they have to die. Plain and simple. Even ghosts. We keep a lot of salt and iron on us for them. You'd be surprised how... Fragile they are." [b]He laughs again.[/b]
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"Oh yeah...haha. I think I'm done here for now if there's no hunt. See you around, weirdo." Gara turned away and waved over her shoulder.
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"Oh, we're always on the hunt. We're just looking for some quarry right now. Do you know anyone with red eyes who is mostly active at night? Or anyone with unusually yellow teeth? Maybe we can tear them out. Or would you perhaps know about a ghost?"
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"No, not that I can think of." She turned back around. "Sorry, but I normally don't specifically hunt the paranormal. I just hunt."
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"Hm. Well then. That's a predicament... Though can you inform some people of something? Just anyone? I'm having a... Party later today." [b]His eyes burn with that blue fire again, something completely unnatural in them. It was kind of frightening.[/b] "If you catch my drift."
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"I get it." She winked before heading off again. "Can't wait for the party, Hunter. See you there."
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[b]He tips his hat down at her, the smile defending receding a tiny bit.[/b] "See you there."
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"I'll murder extra harsh for you." [spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
