[What it says on the tin.]

[This evening one emopire is slowly trailing behind a very exuberant Ferdinand, who is practically frolicking along with a basket near bursting with food, as they head toward Zero's garden.

Is this a gawking opportunity? Who knows?]

[Tonight, one emopire is in the process of trying to keep one Hunter president from checking out his cabin room.]

I said yours is the one further down.

[Blah blah stuff goes here]

Poke me here so we can make this happen. :Db ( Read more... )

[After the events here...

Oh look, someone is once again covered in monster blood, along with some of his own, and downing handfuls of pills as he returns to main camp, exhausted but still obviously worked up. I sure hope nobody's wandering by at this hour.]

[ITP: Stress relief. Via lots of bullets and lots of perfectly aimed bulls-eyes. Though considering the shooter's stress levels, this could go on for a bit.]

[Somewhere in the vicinity of after what went down here.

There seems to be a faint light coming from the caves... and a thin trail of blood stains, as if something were dripping, leading up to them. Rest assured, the blood smells delicious and quite recent. Care to find out if there's more?]

[Here, we have one injured emopire, holding a hand to a very bloody eye and stumbling on his way to the caves. Most of his face bears jagged evidence of his attempt to bring Drusilla with him and his shirt is flecked in splotches of red, as is one of his arms, where the vampire's claw-like nails tore through his jacket. Any signs of his recent ( Read more... )

[Today, we have a wolf on a mission. And that mission involves tracking down a very particular scent, one that he's been avoiding since his unfortunate run-in with the mistletoe. But after more than a few days of sporting more fang than usual, it's clear that finding the scent is of more urgent importance than he first thought. Thus, our silver- ( Read more... )