Lost

[Soran Nightblade]

Caleb found his way to an alleyway that was fairly sheltered from the lightly drifting snow. He leaned against a stone wall and slid tiredly to a seat on the ground. His eyes drifted to his partial view of the sky, noting that the moon was up but there was still a lot of night remaining. His thoughts went to Celeste and he stopped himself. He just needed to sleep. After some sleep, this irrational feeling would fade. He flicked the melted snow and blood off his hand and wrapped it tightly in the front of the tunic Celeste had given him. Her brother wasn't going to be wanting it back after this, and he'd have no way to return it anyway. He rested his healthy arm across his knees and leaned his head back against the wall, waiting for his adrenaline to fade and his head to clear so he could fall asleep.

[Celeste]

Yoruhana stood up in a crouch, her entire body in hunting mode, the smell of blood was extremely luring. Following her nose she moved back towards the Inn, leaving Celeste alone. She ran her tongue across her fangs, and lips. She turned into the ally that Caleb was in and she froze.

[Soran Nightblade]

The faint change in light as Yoruhana's form shadowed part of the moonlit alley made Caleb open his eyes. He wasn't having a lot of luck sleeping. At first he didn't think twice about why he'd woken, but then he looked over and spotted the female form at the mouth of the alley, a silhouette with two batlike wings.

The blacksmith took one look at the woman's predatory stance and tensed up. Jerking quickly to his feet, he narrowed his eyes on her and fell into a trained defensive stance. His feet throbbed in protest as his cold-numbed nerves began to revive. It took a moment to register what was in front of him. "Yoruhana?" he demanded warily.

[Celeste]

Yoruhana's widened and she paused. reaching up with one hand she hid her face, she tightened her grip. Yoruhana was fighting the urge to drink Caleb's blood, she shuddered but remained still. "ye-ss" she choked.

[Soran Nightblade]

Caleb took a calculated step backwards, watching her warily. He glanced down at his bleeding hand and balled it tighter into his shirt as he slowly retreated from her. He had never encountered a demon before, but the way she was looking at him...it was the way a wolf looked at prey. So he did what he would do with a wolf. He didn't run, didn't provoke. He just held her gaze unyieldingly. "Yoruhana, where is your sister?" he asked her in a low, deliberate voice, hoping to shift her attention to something else. It was a real question. Was Celeste lying unguarded somewhere? There could be a manhunt for them both at any minute.

OOC: PS I colored in that commission from a while back, and also drew Yoruhana, Celeste, and Caleb together ^_^. The images are up on deviant art:
http://maiysokat.deviantart.com/art/Com ... -164133189
http://maiysokat.deviantart.com/art/She ... -164083067

[Celeste]

"S-S-She's near . . .the edge of . . .t-t-town" Yoruhana shuddered, she took a unstable step back, her entire frame looking extremely frail. "I-I'm Ss-ssorry . . .I . . .Need blood . . .I-I'm S-ssorry" her voice was strained and stretched as is her control was thin and ready to snap. "you s-s-smell g-g-good"

[Emora Deen]

Stephan had followed Yurohana and Celeste, but had chosen to leave the angel lying where she was. He wanted to know what this thing was up too, so he followed her. His hands held the handles of his swords as he listened attentively to their voices, pressing along the wall. She was easy enough to track since she carried with her the stench of blood.

His coat slapped at his ankles as he took slow steps forward and paused. He had the hood pulled up, and the veil pulled around the bottom half of his face. His yellow eyes peered around the corner. He listened, and then stepped around.

“Hey,” he spoke calmly. “You want something to snack on?” He held his arms out to his sides. “Why don’t you try and take a bite out of me?” He glanced to the man before her. “And why don’t you step away from her as slowly as you can move.”

[Soran Nightblade]

Caleb's eyes darted to the newcomer, studying him closely in the dim streetlight. Something didn't seem right about him...his eyes seemed too bright for this hour of the night. Without the ability to get a better look at the moment, he slowly followed the other man's advice and took a slow step back. "Don't hurt her," he warned the stranger, moving back enough to defend himself from Yoruhana if she lunged and staying close enough to protect her if she lost control.

[Celeste]

Yoruhana looked at Stephan and growled. She took a slow step to the side watching both men. she shivered and clenched her teeth. Staring at Stephan she bared her teeth, for once deliberately showing her fangs. her wings half way unfurled, opening enough to allow her to take off if she chose or wished too. "Don't tempt me" she hissed, she had taken a hunting stance again.

((sorry, My computer is acting up. so I couldn't get on.))

[Emora Deen]

Stephan narrowed his yellow eyes. “Don’t tempt me,” he replied back. He was not in the mood to deal with demons, especially since it was demons and minions of Shea who had tormented and murdered his friend, his lover.

“Step away from the human, or I’ll make you,” he told her.

[Celeste]

Yoruhana's full attention was on Stephan as if she had forgotten Caleb. She took a measured and careful step towards Stephan, her blood lust controlling her movements. In her mind Stephan was more dangerous than Caleb, though Caleb's blood would most likely taste better to her.

"you like facing danger?" she hissed, her voice sounded slick as if oiled, and sweet as if it was coated with honey. It was obvious that she had perfected this tone to entice her prey to her. Her hand made no move towards the hilt of her katana, as if she didn't think to use it. With another slow step she drew closer to Stephan.

[Emora Deen]

Stephan smirked darkly behind the cloth that covered his face. "You are no danger to me, demon," he spat. "We covered this earlier didn't we?"

He felt rage burn in him. He wanted to rip her to shreds. Cut her into tiny peices. Take out the anger he felt at the entire Arken militia on this one demon. He thought he might feel some tiny bit of comfort from it.

He knew deep down he wouldn't.

[Celeste]

Yoruhana continued to slink forward. she showed her fangs again, this time she hissed. she crept towards Stephan's side, as if she was planing something.

[Emora Deen]

Stephan tilted his head at the demon. His hand tightened around one of his short swords. He took one long step forward, and then he spun around, taking a long step as he twirled his sword in his hand. He meant to run her through, straight through the middle. He wanted to.

His eyes glowed a feverent yellow. The pupils grown smaller, if that were possible.

He wanted to destroy something. Kill. Wreak havick. He wanted to burn the world down.

Starting with her was fine by him.

And all the while the part of him that was more human than Raith was screaming for him to calm his hate. Obviously not sceaming loud enough.

[Celeste]

Yoruhana jumped back just as she felt the bite of Stephan's cold blade.Blood coating her side and leg she fell to a low crouch, a loud deep growl rumbled her frame. As Yoruhana stared at the Raith her eyes darkened, she only thought was to satisfy her blood lust now. she threw open her wings and launched back at Stephan using her claws instead of her sword, her slashes were not directed more like random.

Rare filled the Demon's vains, she thrummed with the energy of the burning hate.

***
something roused the dead-like sleeping angel. Celeste sat up, her pale gold eyes held a redish tint as if she shared Yoruhana's blood lust and her anger at the one who had attacked her. Celeste stood up and paused, she had no clue were Yoruhana was.