as written by Tiko, Faithy, and Script
Christian pulled up outside his dingy hovel and parked his car, which wasn't in much better shape. The rust bucket of a death trap was about all he could afford at the moment, but he was far too busy with his experiments to worry about things like income or wealth.
He turned the engine off fishing around in the back seat for a duffle bag that he tossed to Valentina.
"Come on," he told her as he got out.
He left his door open as Valentina would find that her side door wouldn't open from the inside. He didn't wait for her as he took the steps two at a time. The rotted out planks creaked in protest under his weight but he paid it no mind. He had lived in worse places.
He unlocked the front door and headed inside, leaving it open behind him for when Valentina caught up. The interior made the car look like a lamborghini. The place smelled of death and the carpet was rotted out from water damage where the ceiling leaked, and there where cracks in the plaster of the walls. Clothes and other belongings where strewn about the floor and dead roaches littered the floor for those who looked close enough.
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Valentina sat silently as Christian drove to his place, NomNom still sitting in her lap. As soon as she took in his dwelling, the Vampire immediately wondered if she would need a tetanus shot. Catching the bag once it was tossed to her, she almost said something, but kept her mouth shut. When she attempted to open the door, she frowned a minute before climbing out the other side, grumbling something about the fact that he could have opened the damn door for her. Sliding to her feet, she let NomNom climb onto her shoulder and she carried the bag up the steps, grimacing as they creaked beneath her.
“Err… this is totally safe.” Muttering under her breath, she moved inside, glancing around with a disgusted look. Scrunching up her nose, she stood right by the door, realizing that this was not a place she wanted to be in. Between the leaky ceiling, the smell, and the clothes scattered everywhere, Valentina decided that she wanted to leave immediately, but if it helped Viktor, then she would remain.
“Euch… Why’re we here again and why did I have to come with you? This place is gross…”
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"Nice place you got here, Christian."
Arien's voice came from the house's kitchen, before he sauntered into view in the hallway, leaning on the doorframe between the rooms. "Think your lock's broken, by the way. And there's a dead cat in your pantry." The young vampire smirked from beneath his fringe of thick brown hair. The expression was distorted somewhat by the large burn-scar upon his otherwise beautiful features, in the shape of a palm-print.
"Who's the kid?" he asked, nodding his head towards Valentina.
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"A kid," Christian remarked dryly.
He honestly couldn't remember her name, having largely ignored her the whole night. "Viktor got himself tangled up with hunters, and the kid was with him when it went down. I need her to take you to where it happened. He's been poisoned with something, and if you guys can lift the arrow from the crime scene, it might help with identifying the toxin. Can you do that?" he asked.
The sun would be up within the hour, and he knew how much Arien disliked the daylight, but they couldn't afford a whole day waiting for nightfall.
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Valentina squeaked the moment a voice sounded from the kitchen, her eyes darting over towards him. She grimaced at his comments, finding it harder and harder to stay in the house. It was nastier than she could ever imagine a place to be and the fact that there was a dead cat in his panty made her drop the bag and hold onto her white kitty, snarling under her breath. The snarl soon turned into a growl when she was described as a kid.
“My name is Valentina Rosetti.” She stated calmly despite the urge to rip Christian’s throat out. “Who are you?” She questioned towards Arien, her lavender eyes studying him cautiously before shifting back over towards Christian when he finally revealed why he had brought her alone.
“And what if the hunters come back?”
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"Then I kill some hunters," Arien replied casually, shrugging. "That is, if we get there before daybreak. I don't fancy a fight with hunters under the sun."
His bright green eyes slid down to Valentina, "I'm Arien." he replied simply, "How far is this place from here? We've an hour before the sun comes up and we're sitting ducks for anyone watching the attack site. We'll need to move quickly."
He gave the cat an odd look, but refrained from commenting on it.
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Christian thought to warn Arien that those hunters he was so cocky about had dropped Viktor of all people... but he knew it would be a waste of breath.
"I'll meet up with you guys back at Viktor's place," he said as he kicked the moldy carpet back to get at the trapdoor underneath that led down into his lab.
The smells that wafted out as he pulled it open was enough to leave even the hardiest of men retching. Fortunately breathing was optional for him and he didn't seem to even notice it as he descended downstairs.
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“Unless you’re better than Viktor, I doubt that. But, fine, let’s go. It isn’t far from here, I don’t think.” Valentina just glared at Christian and watched as he opened up a trap door. Part of her wanted to go down and peek, but she really didn’t want to see anything else disgusting. Hopefully she would never ever have to come back here again.
“Ugh, you need a housekeeper, Christian. You’re so gross.” She grumbled before glancing back towards Arien. Sighing, she turned around and walked out of the house, leaping down to the sidewalk. She placed NomNom back onto her shoulder and turned around to wait for Arien to join her. Why was she going with a complete stranger back to the site of the attack? Oh right, she liked Viktor and wanted him to get better.
“Let’s go already then.”
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Arien nodded his head, "We'll not want to walk if we want to get there in decent time." he said, nodding his head towards a motorcycle propped up at the side of the road. "Good thing I brought a ride, and one that's faster than Christian's deathtrap on wheels."
He swung his leg over the bike and sat, starting the engine up. "Climb on back and hold on tight. You'll wanna put the cat inside your jacket." he instructed with a grin, waiting for her to be ready. When she was, he gunned the throttle, and they shot off with a screeching of wheels.
"So, Valentina, right?" he called over the wind, "How'd you get caught up in this?"
Christian pulled up outside his dingy hovel and parked his car, which wasn't in much better shape. The rust bucket of a death trap was about all he could afford at the moment, but he was far too busy with his experiments to worry about things like income or wealth.
He turned the engine off fishing around in the back seat for a duffle bag that he tossed to Valentina.
"Come on," he told her as he got out.
He left his door open as Valentina would find that her side door wouldn't open from the inside. He didn't wait for her as he took the steps two at a time. The rotted out planks creaked in protest under his weight but he paid it no mind. He had lived in worse places.
He unlocked the front door and headed inside, leaving it open behind him for when Valentina caught up. The interior made the car look like a lamborghini. The place smelled of death and the carpet was rotted out from water damage where the ceiling leaked, and there where cracks in the plaster of the walls. Clothes and other belongings where strewn about the floor and dead roaches littered the floor for those who looked close enough.
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Valentina sat silently as Christian drove to his place, NomNom still sitting in her lap. As soon as she took in his dwelling, the Vampire immediately wondered if she would need a tetanus shot. Catching the bag once it was tossed to her, she almost said something, but kept her mouth shut. When she attempted to open the door, she frowned a minute before climbing out the other side, grumbling something about the fact that he could have opened the damn door for her. Sliding to her feet, she let NomNom climb onto her shoulder and she carried the bag up the steps, grimacing as they creaked beneath her.
“Err… this is totally safe.” Muttering under her breath, she moved inside, glancing around with a disgusted look. Scrunching up her nose, she stood right by the door, realizing that this was not a place she wanted to be in. Between the leaky ceiling, the smell, and the clothes scattered everywhere, Valentina decided that she wanted to leave immediately, but if it helped Viktor, then she would remain.
“Euch… Why’re we here again and why did I have to come with you? This place is gross…”
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"Nice place you got here, Christian."
Arien's voice came from the house's kitchen, before he sauntered into view in the hallway, leaning on the doorframe between the rooms. "Think your lock's broken, by the way. And there's a dead cat in your pantry." The young vampire smirked from beneath his fringe of thick brown hair. The expression was distorted somewhat by the large burn-scar upon his otherwise beautiful features, in the shape of a palm-print.
"Who's the kid?" he asked, nodding his head towards Valentina.
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"A kid," Christian remarked dryly.
He honestly couldn't remember her name, having largely ignored her the whole night. "Viktor got himself tangled up with hunters, and the kid was with him when it went down. I need her to take you to where it happened. He's been poisoned with something, and if you guys can lift the arrow from the crime scene, it might help with identifying the toxin. Can you do that?" he asked.
The sun would be up within the hour, and he knew how much Arien disliked the daylight, but they couldn't afford a whole day waiting for nightfall.
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Valentina squeaked the moment a voice sounded from the kitchen, her eyes darting over towards him. She grimaced at his comments, finding it harder and harder to stay in the house. It was nastier than she could ever imagine a place to be and the fact that there was a dead cat in his panty made her drop the bag and hold onto her white kitty, snarling under her breath. The snarl soon turned into a growl when she was described as a kid.
“My name is Valentina Rosetti.” She stated calmly despite the urge to rip Christian’s throat out. “Who are you?” She questioned towards Arien, her lavender eyes studying him cautiously before shifting back over towards Christian when he finally revealed why he had brought her alone.
“And what if the hunters come back?”
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"Then I kill some hunters," Arien replied casually, shrugging. "That is, if we get there before daybreak. I don't fancy a fight with hunters under the sun."
His bright green eyes slid down to Valentina, "I'm Arien." he replied simply, "How far is this place from here? We've an hour before the sun comes up and we're sitting ducks for anyone watching the attack site. We'll need to move quickly."
He gave the cat an odd look, but refrained from commenting on it.
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Christian thought to warn Arien that those hunters he was so cocky about had dropped Viktor of all people... but he knew it would be a waste of breath.
"I'll meet up with you guys back at Viktor's place," he said as he kicked the moldy carpet back to get at the trapdoor underneath that led down into his lab.
The smells that wafted out as he pulled it open was enough to leave even the hardiest of men retching. Fortunately breathing was optional for him and he didn't seem to even notice it as he descended downstairs.
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“Unless you’re better than Viktor, I doubt that. But, fine, let’s go. It isn’t far from here, I don’t think.” Valentina just glared at Christian and watched as he opened up a trap door. Part of her wanted to go down and peek, but she really didn’t want to see anything else disgusting. Hopefully she would never ever have to come back here again.
“Ugh, you need a housekeeper, Christian. You’re so gross.” She grumbled before glancing back towards Arien. Sighing, she turned around and walked out of the house, leaping down to the sidewalk. She placed NomNom back onto her shoulder and turned around to wait for Arien to join her. Why was she going with a complete stranger back to the site of the attack? Oh right, she liked Viktor and wanted him to get better.
“Let’s go already then.”
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Arien nodded his head, "We'll not want to walk if we want to get there in decent time." he said, nodding his head towards a motorcycle propped up at the side of the road. "Good thing I brought a ride, and one that's faster than Christian's deathtrap on wheels."
He swung his leg over the bike and sat, starting the engine up. "Climb on back and hold on tight. You'll wanna put the cat inside your jacket." he instructed with a grin, waiting for her to be ready. When she was, he gunned the throttle, and they shot off with a screeching of wheels.
"So, Valentina, right?" he called over the wind, "How'd you get caught up in this?"
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