[[ Free City, Truce - Fountain ]]

Kakyo wanders into the square, looking highly embarrased. The cause is rather apparent. Although orange -does- suit him.

Selrin hops up from her little hiding place behind one of the benches, straightening her wide-brimmed red hat and peering at the comely young man in the skirt. "Cool beans, another crossdresser!"

Kakyo looks even -more- embarrased. "I'm not certain how I got forced into this."

Selrin skips over to Kakyou, the motion flashing hints of the two long-barreled pistols(however fake they are) tucked in her trenchcoat sash, circling him and nodding in approval. "The bows really set it off~.."

Kakyo tries to hold down his skirt, pale skin now a brilliant red. "Can we not discuss this? Please?"

"Aww, why not?" Selrin steps in front of him, smiling brightly... and those fangs don't look fake. "It's too cute -not- to talk about! You did a really good job with it!"

Kakyo looks away slightly. "...I didn't do it. My dead girlfriend did."

Selrin blinks, then perks up even more(if that's possible), hopping in place excitedly. "Wow, you're got a dead person for a girlfriend? Y'think I could meet her? I haven't seen anyone else like me around, it'd be great!"

Kakyo looks slightly scared now, stepping back a little. "Erm... No. She's very quiet most of the time. Just found myself dressed like this this morning, with a little note from her on the desk..." He tugs at the skirt, irritably. "And she's trapped me in it. Bloody mages."

Selrin looks a mite disappointed, but springs right back from it, still smiling cheerily. "Well, it looks really nice on you!"

Kakyo looks irritated. "I'm meant to be an elegant, thin man, not a sailor senshi..."

Selrin tilts her head, crossing her arms thoughtfully. "Thin is right.. You really need to eat something, man!"

Kakyo sighs. "I have been, but I was comatose for a good nine years. Takes a while to recover."

Selrin blinks, then looks vaguely indifferent. "Wow. That had to -suck-."

Kakyo smiles. "Well, I'm up and about now." He suddently falls into a pose, fingers in a "V" shape. "And I can be the Sailor Senshi of love, Venus~!"

Selrin jumps in place, clapping fervently. "You do it so -good-! Even if you -are- a guy!" She takes out one of her replica guns and tries to seem intimidating, but... well, she doesn't get too far.

Kakyo blinks a few times, falling out of his pose. "What... What exactly did I just do?"

Selrin blinks, snapping out of her pathetic attempt at Alucard-ness. "Eh?"

Kakyo sighs. "I think my girlfriend has decided to be a halloween ghost."

Kakyo is in a bright orange, short, Sailor Fuku. With lots of bows.

Selrin looks downright confused, but shrugs and goes about stalking around and scaring people to death with her completely fake longpistols of doom!

Selrin starts creeping up behind Khrima with the intent to poke him in the back with a gun and shout something startling, but she ends up merely poking him on the shoulder. "Uh... you don't mind if I kinda... y'know..." She peers up at him from under her hat pathetically...

Selrin blinks and creeps up a little closer, looking quite intently at Khrima's neck. "I'm sure you won't miss a few... ounces, right?"

Khrima blinks. Looks at Selrin. Looks where eyes are going. "...." He quirks an eyebrow, and pushes his glasses up.

Khrima says 'I don't like where this conversation is going. Yes, I would mind. Be like normal people, and buy your own water.'

Kakyo is fleeing now to hide in his house until the costume falls off. Hokuto tries to stop him, but...
Selrin whines and buries her face in Khrima's shirt, even more pathetic than is usual for her. "Oh, come on, it'll just take a second! I haven't had human in forever!"

Selrin starts sobbing ever so quietly, looking up at Khrima desperately...

Khrima blinks... The gears turn.. and he BLINKS. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Cue Screaming and flailing and screaming and oh yeah, flailing!

Selrin blinks, watching the black-clad mage flail and scream... and she sighs. "Oh, come on, you act like you've never seen a vampire before."

Khrima BLINKS. "Vampire!? I thought you were just one of those.. Kinky people..."

Selrin tilts her head a bit. "Kinky...?"

Khrima tries to tug away. >.> "Never you mind, Kid! Lemme go. Im not edible. I'm filled with.. Malice. and.. Evil."

You say 'So? That doesn't make a difference~... And people say it isn't that bad, anyway, kinda like having someone poke you with a pointy stick.'

Selrin shuffles a bit. "Well, the ones who don't run screaming, anyway..."

Selrin sighs, scuffing a steel-tipped boot across the ground. "Man, if I could, I -would-. I mean, the whole supernatural strength thing is nice, but all this drinking blood business -sucks-." Since we're talking about Selrin, no pun intended.

Khrima frowns. "That was terrible, Lady. You sure you couldn't just sneak into someone's house? >.>"

You say 'Nah, they usually find me before I get anything. People don't really like dead people creeping into their rooms.'

Selrin says this with an entirely straight face, mind you.

Khrima eeers. "Well.. I am really sure I would mind.. Because.. Im not sure I'd enjoy being a vampire. >.>"

Selrin blinks, then giggles in more amusement than most would get out of that. "Man, if that happened, all of Truce would be a zombie mosh pit!"

Khrima blinks. "...Huh?" *Behind Glasses: ._.?*

You say 'It's just a little bit, it won't turn you into anything! ...Might make ya a little woozy, but that'll pass as soon as you get that blood back!'

Selrin hops up again, looking up at him hopefully. "So...?"

Khrima rubs his hair, pushes his glasses up a few times, coughs.. raises one eyebrow.. puts it down, raises the other..

Khrima says '... Does it have to be my NECK? >.>'

Selrin pauses, then shrugs. "I guess not. Maybe just your wrist or something. It'll take longer, though."

Khrima nods... "Uh.. I'd really prefer that. If someone saw someone biting my neck, There would be creepy rumors I'd rather not think about." >.>

Benamas interjects. "No, no, go for the femoral vein. Lots of blood there. Of course, then you'll be rather close to his crotch."

Selrin nods and cheerfully takes one of Khrima's hands, turning it palm-up. She tips her hat down(just to make sure no one sees -- mainly for her donor's sake) and... bite! Note that her pointy sticks comment only applies to the neck.

Selrin peers up at the comment, eyes the specified area... and thankfully just keeps going at his wrist.

Raitzeno shrinks to half his size and takes a flying leap, landing on your skull and gnawing at the side of it like a dog on a steak.

Khrima eyes Benamas. "You're the kinda person to start those rumors I was talking about." >.> He just stands there. Nothing else to do-... He blinks at Raitzeno.

Selrin keeps up the draining for several moments before finally forcing herself off and stumbling back. The marks left behind are surprisingly smaller than most myths would have the populous believe...

"Wow... Forgot how..." Selrin stumbles over her words, shaking her head and -staring-. "-Good- that was... Puts all those cows to -shame-."

Khrima BLINKS. "..." He rubs the back of his head with his non-bitten hand. "I feel so DIRTY now." >.> He goes to sit down somewhere for a few, intensely creeped out.

Selrin flops down on a vacant bench, letting her hat flop over her face. This is probably a good thing, as she resembles someone who's had a bit too much... chocolate, yes. >.>

Raitzeno leaps down from the rooftops, landing perfectly on the tip of his boot. He hangs there for a moment, looking really awesome, before falling directly on his face.

Raitzeno pulls himself off the ground. "Evenin', all. Don't mind me, I just have no idea what I'm doing."

Selrin flings a hand into the air as some pathetic semblence of a wave, merely resting and enjoying her 'meal' from a few minutes previous.

Benamas suddenly begins laying down rhymes like nobody's business-- silently.

Benamas shakes you like a British nanny!

Benamas says 'What do you do!'

Selrin is shaken! She mutters and glares. "Eh?"

Benamas shakes on every syllable, enuncuating every word very carefully. "What do you -do-?"

You say '...I run around in the shadows and drink blood to live?'

Benamas stops, looking aside thoughtfully for a moment. "So.. you're not a princess?"

Selrin blinks, looking a bit confused. "Uh... I was? That's what those weird shelled guys were calling me."

Raitzeno nods. 'You certainly were. I wasn't really sure how you fooled Bowser himself, until I realized how much of a COMPLETE RETARD he is.'

Selrin sinks a little in her seat, a mite put-upon. "I was just going on a road trip, I wasn't -trying- to fool anyone except to do that!"

Raitzeno laughs rather loudly. 'I could tell... your acting wasn't really the greatest. Just be glad they stayed fooled, eh? Else you might've been the main course...'

Benamas peers at Selrin with one eye, then at Raitzeno, then back at Selrin for a very long moment. "Ah, good job! Don't mind me, then!" He sits down on the bench beside her, smiling amiably.

Selrin sends an invariably lost glance in Benamas' direction, not quite able to come up with a vocal retort to that. /Weirdo.../

Benamas pulls a small jar out of his coat, and chugs it. You're not sure, but it might have been pure cooking oil.

Raitzeno sizes up Benamas for a moment... then focuses back on Selrin. /I don't want to deal with -that- right now. Too much like me, only with POWER./ He shudders a little before beaming a knowing smile at Selrin again.

Selrin sticks her tounge out at the oil-chugging and looks to Raitzeno. That knowing smile goes a bit too far -- right over her head, to be exact.

Raitzeno says 'Last I saw, you were still with the Koopas. What's been happening over there? I haven't been back to them in a long time...'

Selrin shrugs, casually folding her hands behind her head. "I dunno. I haven't seen any of those guys for a while. Too bad, though, they were kinda nice."

You say 'Nah, these other two guys came in and got me out after a while. I've been runnin' around ever since.'

Raitzeno nods and begins spinning a dagger in his hand idly. 'Still keeping your sunny outlook, I see. Been anywhere interesting lately?'

Selrin fiddles with a torn piece of cloth on her shirt idly, shrugging. "Not really. I've really just stuck right around here."

Raitzeno says 'I see. Bored at all? I've got some traveling to do, and it'd be nice to have someone I know along for the ride...'

Selrin blinks and sits up a bit, clearly interested now. A moment's pause gives her time to ponder before she finally replies, "You... wouldn't mind my occasional killing of red-blooded animals for food, right?"

Raitzeno says 'Pfft, hell if I care. Population control. I'll even help in the hunt from the treetops, if you like... good practice for... other types of hunting.'

Selrin nods and beams a grateful smile, standing. "Then I guess it couldn't hurt!"

Beorn walks into the square, hood still over his face, but a strange glow from his eyes glinting behind the darkness that covers his face. He nods slightly to Raitzeno and walks to the bench to sit down.

Raitzeno nods and smiles. 'It's settled, then! Meet me here tomorrow at-' He notices Beorn walk in. 'Actually, hold that thought... We may have another traveling companion.'

Raitzeno nods and waves at Beorn. 'Oi, greetings. How's life been treating you since our last meeting, friend?'

Omega wanders from the south, grumbling, brushing dirt off her armor.

Beorn nods again. "Fine as always, thanks. Just been around and have found some...interesting things." He nods to Serlin as if in question. "Who's this then?"

Raitzeno says 'An old friend, and a traveling companion. I'm leaving on a small journey tomorrow, and she has agreed to come along. I would ask your aid as well, if you don't mind... your talents would be quite useful where we're headed...'

Selrin looks over to the newcomer curiously, moving her head around much like an owl in an attempt to get a better look at the face in the hood.

Suddenly, a small laugh comes from under Beorn's hood. "I see you'd like to see my face. I rarely remove my hood, unless needed. Nonetheless...nice to meet you."

Beorn suddenly stands up and walks over to Raitzeno and looks straight at him. "I would be pleased to join you. Just let me know when exactly you'll be leaving."

Selrin blinks and settles back down, possibly a bit perturbed by the sudden voice. "Er, yeah. Sure." /Too weird~.../

Omega raises an eyebrow. She wanders over in the general direction of everybody else. "..."

Raitzeno nods, grinning widely. 'Excellent. We'll meet here tomorrow and be on our way. Be ready with any supplies you may need.'

Raitzeno notices Omega, and eyes her... and then continues to eye her. '.....Yes?'

Beorn nods. "Very well then. I'll be here."

Raitzeno says 'You alright with that, Selrin?'

Selrin nods and starts off southward in a bit of a hurry. "Right, tomorrow, got it!"

Omega blinks at Raitzeno. "Nothing.." She looks at Selrin coming towards/passing her. "...Hello."

Benamas says (OOC) 'ATTEMPTING TO FORM VOLTRON'

Benamas says (OOC) 'SCREWING UP AND FORMING A GIANT ORIGAMI CRANE'

Beorn looks towards Omega, and suddenly the light that was gleaming in his eyes disappears. He wraps his cloak around himself and returns to the bench.

Omega looks over at Beorn, and smirks. She goes about her way, walking over to the fountain.

Raitzeno winks at Omega. 'Hey there, beautiful. This town's a little boring... wanna join me and a couple buddies on a little trip?'

Omega blinks. "...." She turns, and looks at Raitzeno. A look passes across her face, and then returns to general boredom. "....What?" Eyetwitch? Never!

Raitzeno says 'Aw, c'mon. It'll be fun. I'll even buy you some hard liquor...'

Omega raises an eyebrow, and then smirks. "Fine. Why not? Although, I try to avoid drinking. Its a terrible habit."

Raitzeno nods. 'Oh, I agree. It's a HORRIBLE habit. One that I thoroughly enjoy... Anyway, my friends and I are meeting here tomorrow... Get all your stuff together, okay? We're going to have a LOT of fun...'

Raitzeno nods and grins. 'I'll see you then...' He slinks off to the west, toward the shopping district.