Somewhere in the Big Easy...

[vamp_by_night]

During the day, she was - mostly - normal. Family curse or no, there was always something feral about Nina in the way she moved. She never really had martial arts training, and there was something otherworldly about her movements. It amused her as her prep school days had been spent in literary arts and foreign languages. In school she couldn't

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[elsabloodstone]

New Orleans.

She was in New Orleans now.

In her defense, the bloody lamp hadn't brought her here.

In her not-so-much defense, she had come here because she was looking for a mystical ju-ju goody.

Okay, and because life was just getting bloody boring in Boston, and watching Mum be all cutesy and lovey-dovey with Vamp-Boy made me want to vomit quite strongly and frequently.

Still, maybe skipping college for a few days might not have been the smartest move, Elsa considered, as she walked down a pretty empty New Orleans street, drinking an absolutely horrid mint julep flavored milkshake.

[vamp_by_night]

Feeding was something that gave more and more of a high ever time. And so was hunting. Nina wasn't paying much attention to anyone other than her target as she darted out right in front of Elsa, grabbed the guy off the street and went right into the alley.

This is what happened when you didn't eat for two days. You got careless. And hungry. And she could smell the blood here.

[elsabloodstone]

"Whoa!" Elsa skidded to a stop as the bloke in front of her suddenly disappeared. On instinct, Elsa yanked out a wooden stake (best portabale weapon ever) and ducked into the same alley.

"Who the bloody hell just swiped the pedestrian?"

[vamp_by_night]

He fought, that wasn't surprising. They always fought. She heard the person coming and sighed, "Back off. It's not a pedestrian."

He was screaming for help, "Oh, you just shut up," Nina said, and went for the throat.

[suckheadkiller]

A car suddenly streaks down the street, screeching to a halt in front of them.

"Get in."

That's Blade. He'd be reasonably memorable from the Dracula business.

[vamp_by_night]

Nina eyed the car but didn't really move. Now a hand went to wipe the excess blood off of her mouth, "Nice ride."

[elsabloodstone]

Elsa stands and just stares the car down.

She remembers him rather clearly.

That doesn't mean she's getting into the car.

"I don't do commands, luv. Try asking nicely and maybe I'll reconsider."

[suckheadkiller]

"You wanna sit here and pick your thong outta your ass, have the fuck at it. You wanna kill some motherfuckin' suckheads, get in the car."

[suckheadkiller]

"Deacon Frost was a fucked-up version of a vampire who could duplicate anyone he converted and created an army of vampire slaves under his mental control, looked to challenge Dracula for the Head Suckhead spot. Killed my mother."

The engine roars.

"Ulysses Bloodstone was an immortal millionaire mercenary monster-hunter who killed himself to save the world."

A screech around the corner.

"Remains to be seen if his daughter's a trust-fund baby on safari or if she's really got what it takes."

[vamp_by_night]

"Well, this 'Deacon' sounds like a wonderful man," Nina said, her voice just dripping with sarcasm. That, exactly, was why she didn't care much for other vampires. At least with other werewolves they tended to keep to their own territory and leave each other alone. Vampires liked clubs, it seemed.

She turned to Elsa, "So your dad is immortal.... but dead?" that didn't really fit immortal at all.

"And here I am, full and along for the ride. This should be interesting, if nothing else," Nina said.

[elsabloodstone]

Elsa scowled at Blade. She really, really didn't like him much at all.

"It wasn't immortal as much as it is extended mortality. He could have lived forever had nothing killed him before he died, I supposed. Honestly, I didn't know my dad too well. You'd have to direct the questions at my mother."

[suckheadkiller]

"Bloodgem was the only thing that made him immortal. Get rid of that, he'd end quick."

Suddenly, the car barrels forward, heading straight towards a dingy, rusted out building.

"Arm up - the back seat has a hatch into the trunk if you need guns or swords. Make it snappy."

[suckheadkiller]

That's always a bad sign, the 'too easy' notion.

Then, there's a roar coming from... somewhere.

Then, several more of them.

"Motherfucker," Blade sneers as he stabs his sword through a vampire eyeball. "Bitch has werewolves, too."

[vamp_by_night]

Nina had smelled it coming. She stopped messing with the vampires. What was going to happen next wasn't pretty. She was out numbered. This was going to be a fight for territory. Fur raised and teeth bared Nina backed into one corner trying to a read on the other other wolves.

As they came up on her. Thank god for being part Vampire, unless they bled her out she could take more of a beating than they could.

[elsabloodstone]

Werewolves. They have werewolves.

Elsa cursed underneath her breath. Again.

She dropped the stakes and brought her flamethrower to the fore.

Clearly, hand-to-hand wasn't going to cut it anymore.

[suckheadkiller]

The lycans loping charge brings them into view as seven of them try to surround the two women.

Blade, meanwhile, trusts them to handle the wolves while he makes sure the vampires don't get smart - headshot... headshot... neckshot.

When he gets a chance, he'll reload to the silver bullets, but the hollow-points with essence of garlic won't do much against the beasties.