Laugh Like No One Can Hear! (Murazar)

[okami]

"Hahahaha!" Dezmond giggled as she bit into the warm rabbit she just caught. She caught in her human form, it wasn't that much use when she could just set a trap. She was hungry and didn't care if she caught a crow.

"Hehee...I wonder what I would have done if I caught another wolf in that trap...I couldn't be declared a cannibal...could I?"

Mit and Amadeus explored the forest while Dez ate. Mit, always the brave one, scampered around, trying to find some critters. Amadeus just watched and crawled back into Dezmond's lap, not really carng if blood dripped onto his white fur.

Mit pawed at some leaves and grass before catching a beetle. She gave it a hard smack, then gobbled it up.

"Don't be such a pig, Mit. You ate a whole bowl of kibble before we got here. And what about you, Amadeus? Don't you want to go exploring like your sister?" Dezmond took another bite of the rabbit.

It would onyl be another hour or two before her mother called looking for her. Dezmond wondered what her cousin KoZ would be doing right now...

[murazar]

Murazar had found out this woodland wonder of hunting. It was a excellant supply of food thatt wouldn't go missing. He had just had his lunch from a bear that had tried to fight him. He easily took it down, he was still dressed in his suit and had just finished cleaning off his face with a napkin he had borrowed from somewhere earlier.

At the moment he felt a heartbeat reverberate in his eardrums that was human-sized. Human or werewolf, considering its steady and calmish. That must mean werewolf. Humans are normally not calm. At least here.

He grinned as he sped towards that area at a silent sprint. He made no noise as he avoided any dry grass, twigs, or leaves. He avoid puddles or mud or water. This was another thing he was experienced in. He slowed to a instant stop, he was like a statue behind a tree that concealed himself from the... person.

He decided a forward approach was best and hopped up silently into the tree, landing on a branch halfway up he sat there in a crouch. He looked down on what appeared to be to him a girl. Not too old, he sniffed silently once and watched her play with two ferrets near her. Once exploring and the other cuddling with her.

He spoke softly his italian accent," Hello there, now what would a young lady like you be doing out in the woods at night?" He glanced at the rabbit and that settled his thoughts on werewolf. No sane human would be here, although it would make some sense in this situation he wasn't mistaken. Most insane people didn't live long, vampires usually got to them since no one minded them going missing.

He was in a better mood even if it didn't show in his blank, stony expression. His company was growing and making far more money than he normally made making hit jobs.

[okami]

Dezmond bit into the rabbit.
"Salve..." With his accent, Dezmond spoke in her birth language. It felt good to speak Italian once more. Instead of her mother yelling at her.
"Che cazzo stai dicendo?...What would a man like you in a suit be doing out in the woods at night? I think I should be asking that!"

Mit was quick to hiss at the man, her tail fluffing out, making her look bigger. Dezmond shrugged while speaking to Murazar.
"Don't mind her. Mit doesn't like anybody. Hell, she hardly likes me. Ah, yes...You asked me a question earlier, didn't you? And don't call me a lady. Ladies are primp females that argue about their looks and stare at themselves in the mirror while they get uglier and uglier. Haha!

...What was I talking about...Oh. I like being in these woods. Easy food. It's not pasta like mama used to make, but I like eating rabbit. And anything else that gets caught in my traps..."

Dezmond finally turned and looked at the man. He did look...nice. He reminded her of her last boyfriend. Before she cut him open and he ran away...Oi she needed a good fuck.

[murazar]

Murazar raised a eyebrow in surprise at the italian. He was shocked for a moment and couldn't respond. I mean how often do you run into someone in the woods away from italy and hear someone speak italian to you especially with it being vulgar at the same time?

He chuckled lightly howover at his question redirected at her and her smashing the word lady to bits and pieces. He grinned lightly for a moment. He waited until she finally answered his question and replied hopping down lightly hitting the ground and making only the most minor of indents in the ground.

He replied keeping himself in a comfortable crouch. "Well now, I normally don't meet too many people who speak italian around here. Oh yes, your question." He put up a thoughtful face that seemed distracted slightly, before returning to normal. " Well, I was hunting of course. Caught a nice bear a little further back. Although I doubt its tasty with all the blood sucked away from it."

While he was acting pleasant if polite, his thoughts were grinding away at what she was saying. Trap? Well I feel no one else close enough around, so unless she's friends with a bunch of vampires there's no trap for me. He was quite confident in his strength. His skill and power, well along with the fact he had no weapons on him nor did he really need any.

In this forest he could hunt even those who had lived in it all their lives. At least for the night or while the fog remained. He still had hours upon hours left before daylight reached here. He still had a few hours left before he had to leave and go back to london.

He noticed her observing him a little more deeply, which he didn't mind at all if he wasn't already on edge from just feeding and being naturally paranoid.

[okami]

Dezmond shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't think taste should matter when you're starving. Food is food. Taste shouldn't be much of a matter."

Mit just continued to hiss and spit at Murazar, not knowing the vampire could snap her neck before she could blink. Dezmond picked up a small rock and rapped Mit in the leg with it. The ferret took out her anger on Dezmond by scratching her ankle.

"Quale è il suo nome? I am Dezmond Medli. My mother is a doctor. You may know her...if you're really from Italy. Mitzi Medli. A great doctor...who's patients keep disappearing or getting worse..." The female werewolf zoned out as she took out her scapel and cut into another tied up rabbit she had beside her.

It gave out a child like scream. Dezmond smiled. Rabbits were weird, always making odd noises. They really had no point in life but to be food. Her scapel cut into its stomach, making a fine cut from its throat to its pelvis area.

Dezmond blinked really hard then looked at Murazar.
"You said you had a bear? Even though the blood is drained from it, it still could make a nice experiment..."

[murazar]

He gave a nod of his head and replied, "Es sono Murazar Dauthi. Io sei felice verso incontrare tu." He screwed his face up for a moment in concentration. Then he remembered something about that metzi woman.

He smiled fairly pleasantly, at least if would be if you ignored his fangs obviously in sight. "Well, I do remember something about her. Although my business wasn't in helping people from the hospital but sending them to a morgue." He rarely if ever in memory had sent someone to the hospital without meaning not to.

He glanced at the ferret being hit and scratching her. That was probably a good idea, he'd probably crush it faster than it could even move. His thoughts were now more jumbled than a rubiks cube in a newbies hands. He was trying to think tactically, remember everything in Italy, and try to figure out if she was also as good as the rumors said at medical work. At least some of it.

He stood up straight up and held a hand out to help her to her feet. Which was more polite than actually necessary. The rabbits scream only made his smile turn into a grin when he glanced at it and looked back at her. "I'll take you to the bear then, for the most part its unharmed. Except for a broken neck." Well to his knowledge the neck was broken when he managed to get a clean hit with his fangs and held it down. Not to his knowledge was that the bear attempted to hit him with his paw and it broke on contact.

{OOC: The phrase 'io sei felice verso incontrare tu.' Took forever to actually get to translate correctly. XD }

[okami]

The female stared at his hand. She gently grabbed it and turned it over, like a child expecting candy. She let go of his hand, not seeing what she wanted. She had thought he was offering a tool, or something sharp. Well, that's how she was raised anyway. She stood up on her own and dusted herself off. She shoved the rabbit in her backpack. It would be saved for when she was hungry again.

"Provenite dall'Italia?" She asked. She really wondered if he was from Italy. If he was...then that made him more...delictable. If he wasn't, she didn't care. When Dezmond had her eyes set on someone, she followed them. And right now, she was interested in Murazar.

While they walked through the forest she decided to make more small talk.
"Mai siete stato sperimentato sopra? You look like you would a very good test subject. Not like lab rats. No, I don't inject people with things, unless they are suppose to suffer."

Dezmond said experimented, but not in a medical term. Dezmond had a dirty little habit she had since she had her fist boyfriend. The male anatomy interested her in many ways. She hoped Murazar would agree to be a subject of hers...

[murazar]

He chuckled lightly at her turning his hand over, most people knew what the gesture mean't. Her not knowing would mean she was raised solitarily with little or no social interaction. Or she was messing with his head, in which case he doubted at the moment.

He spoke again, "Ho vissuto nella maggior parte d'Italia. My job required moving throughout Italia, Io sono italiano." He walked with her, guiding them subtley to the bear even if he was next to her. He spoke again softly," Non che io sappia di. Well, I could always help you there. If I knew what it was before hand."

Now he was unsure of what ground he was treading. Was she asking for sex in a kinky way? Or was it actual experimentation? He had a high pain threshold and could regenerate anything if he had blood. Plus he would only consider it if it had a benefit to him.

His thoughts were now jumbled further. If anything else popped in his gears that were grinding at full speed would probably crash to a halt. His body portrayed nothing of his minds workings however. He just gave her a polite smile, his fangs standing out constantly. He hoped that would discourage her if she had any forward wants with him.

[okami]

"Ah..." she muttered softly. "You' con riferimento ad un vampiro? Well that just makes things more interesting. I've heard a lot of things about your kind. Mostly sexual and bloody things, but that's not a bad thing...Mura, was it? Haha." Dezmond giggled slightly at the though of a few things she wanted to do with Murazar.

Amadeus kept his new place around Dezmond's neck, looking like a furry necklace. Mit stayed in her backpack, poking her nose out to sniff several things.

"Che cosa fate gradite? Men interest me, but I could like women if I chose to. Which do you like? I only ask because I wonder what makes people like each other. Maybe instincts, lust, or something else..." Dezmond stared at Murazar. It wasn't hard to tell that she was in heat. Well, something like it. Her body was just lusting for anything. Vampire or not, he had the right thing to pleasure her.

Kneeling down to the bear, she ran her fingers through its fur.
"Hm...You really drained tis thing didn't you? It's no use to me now. Do you think you have something with more blood? I like when things bleed. It...interests me."

OCC: *You're vampire?
*What do you like?

[murazar]

Murazar gave a smile as they closed nearer and nearer to the fallen bear. He replied, "Io sono un vampiro, che altro potrebbe io essere?" He grinned at her not exactly being subtle. Well, subtle, but he wasn't dense. Alright, so she wants me sexually. Thats fine, but first I think whatever is going on in her head will probably hurt. So I might as well get her in my corporation. Not alot of medics around for my soldiers.

He replied, his voice becoming smoother. " Thats not a bad thing at all." He glanced at the ferret hanging around her neck. Sleeping or just resting, so long as it doesn't attack me. It should be intelligent enough to understand I am a much more powerful predator.

He rose a eyebrow for just a split second in surprise. Subtleties were gone now, he kept a polite smile. "Donne. Solo donne. I don't like men at all, I think its more of a thing of how you were raised and influenced rather than just lust. Although lust is fine enough."

He paused to think for a moment on how to reply, she was obviously asking for him. There was nothing else in the woods, he still had a few hours before he would be forced to leave. He replied with a grin that widened slightly," Well I just happen to have something that can bleed. You can help yourself to it if you want to make a deal."

At least he would get something out of this or nothing. He wasn't like alot of guys who would just jump at the chance and ruin it. He would exploit it fully before he jumped. After all that was how he lived, if he made a mistake and didn't take enough he would die. That hasn't happened yet.

{OOC:
1st "I am a vampire, what else could I be?"
2nd "Women. Only women."

[okami]

Dezmond thought about what Murazar said. Yes, she wanted to make something bleed, but what would she have to do?

"Really? I was influenced to be straight, and grew up around those type of people. I don't really care what I could fall in love with."

She perked up when he said he had something that bleeds. She wondered what it could be. Maybe another animal, or him? She never tasted vampire blood before. It would be a nice, new thing to taste. Would it taste alright? Or would it have a sour taste? All of these thoughts jumbled in her head.

"Qualcosa che sanguina? What is it?" Dezmond remebered that Murazar said that she would have to make a deal. She could either find something else that bleeds and go home, or find out what he has and do whatever this deal is. It couldn't be that bad...could it? Not that Dezmond cared. She needed something to do anyway. Living with her mother wasn't exactly the greatest way to live her life. Without thinking, Dezmond put her right index finger on her lip and answered.

"Hai un affare. I don't care what the deal is, as long as I don't come to any harm. Now, what is it that you have that bleeds?"


OCC: Something that bleeds?
You have a deal.

[murazar]

He replied smiling to her," Unless you also were influenced into rebellion. It gets confusing when you throw in every thing that could influence you down to a microscopic level. " He shrugged, it didn't matter right now and he was sure she wouldn't care to talk about sociology, biology, and historical matters of how you were influenced to think.

While she wondered obviously on the subject of blood. Probably his considering he was implying heavily in that direction. After all, implying was a game to him. He could use it however he wanted to since he was the master of it. To him however, love didn't exist. At least for a monster like him, he could belnd in right with regular people, kill them without hesistation or remorse. Then get away with it, with no problem. What more of a monster can that be? Especially since he had been trained primarily to interrogate for the military before being changed.

He smirked lightly before replying with his hand rising up and putting his finger agaisnt his chest before letting it slide down slowly down the middle before dropping it." Sì, qualcosa qui. You can guess."

He smiled at her quick acceptance to the deal without knowing it," L'affare accettato. You'll just be a medic for my soldiers. So long as you take care of them you'll live fine. I'll even buy a apartment for you."

He closed the small distance between them, ignoring the ferret he put the back of his hand to her cheek. He whispered," Now you can have me, for a few hours at least." Somewhat romantic, and considering it took him a fraction of a second to close that kind of distance it was beyond reaction speed. He just hoped it wasn't anything really weird.


[ooc;

1st
"Yes, something here."
2nd
"The deal is accepted."

By the way, how are we going to go on from here? Pm me if needed. }