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Lenny2000

One Thousand Club
Scythia
Brothel

In the downtown brothel there lies all forms of sin and evil inside. That violate class and nobility to every degree. Itonically enough the brothel is kept in a Victoria era style and remains in great condition throughout the years. Unfortunately it's all the slave labor that is being forced to remain the same grand condition of the place. Punishment of making a incorrection is punishable by death.

The slaves are being forced to work for the brother to help build experience as for when the auction across the street is set the slaves can be worth of more value. Among those lies scythia, a hardworking youth with great experience at cooking as it was one of his talents during his slavery. It's not the best job but it surely is better than the women up above forced to pleasure and serve men's beds so he will settle for the job for now.

Waking up from the straw bed Scythia stretches to get up on his feet at the hearing of the beating club banging against the rails of his cell " Wake up slave, you got cooking to do and the slave last week died so you have to cover his shift. " a deep sigh came from his lips as its time to work again...

Equipped with basic clothing he walks to the kitchen malnourished and drained essentially as he is joined by about five other men who are in similar or worse condition, dying from exhaustion as they work tirelessly to appease the slavers goals but it's only a matter of time before one sleeps on the job and ends up dead.


Scythia grabs a cleaver and starts off the day by chopping up the meat. Hacking the flesh of pork to pieces so they can be properly cooked by the others. There is no bliss in this slave life as there never was for him. Hoping for a better life he plans out a way to escape this hellhole but it only requires time and patience, something he has been working on for the last few years as he plans to escape tonight. This night will be his freedom or death.
 

Shaded

Shade
Larkin A. Andley
Location: Downtown Ithawel
Interaction: Open

Larkin had been wandering around downtown when something caught his attention, the only reason such a thing caught the older vampire was because of the lack of his food source. The blonde haired brute observed the scene of humans crowding around some yellow tape. The blood bags were currently watching with worried glances at the scene of feeding, it leads the brute to wonder who might have managed to leave an open link. Larkin was curious if it was an old find, but as he sauntered closer, clearing his throat and taking in a gulp of air through his nostrils, he could determine it was not as old as he had predicted early on. It would make sense for it to be recent based on the decomposition, though he took the time to think it over. He didn't think any Lichen would wander around and drink from a person willy nilly, more commonly they like the thrill of the hunt...Larkin quite enjoyed playing with his food, depending on his mood that is. On such an occasion where his mood meant nothing, he'd be either in a rush or able to take as long as he desired, he felt a little confined so he was much so in a rush. He had to view the crowd swiftly, finding it wise to report the incident back to his alpha and beta, it was sure to attract attention, though usually a homicide would be ignored however in the town there seemed to be more increasings of 'serial killers' on the loose which would dampen the current swing of things. The tall blonde was carefully watching with sharp blue eyes, his pupils fighting to dilate as he caught wind of the overwhelming scent of the humans wandering around closer. It was tempting though it was always tempting, he had only suffered hungry once but he would hardly call being tempted to eat something was the same hunger.

Bringing his hand up to the back of his head, he brushed his long fingers through the back of his neck, the shorter strands of hair brushing against his fingertips. Even though he appeared to be engaged with watching the scene before him, though in reality, he was standing there listening to the conversations echoing around the area between the few that were crowded along. Having gathered all that Lichen would even be curious about he placed his hands into his pocket and turned on his heel, casting a glance at the police who were investigating the homicide. Then he was off, leaving with more knowledge that he should grab a quick bite to eat. That led him to saunter on his own, displeased with the light out of annoyance. The blonde haired brute had preferred a quick snack so nothing to make him full, he wasn't one to kill in the town, only lure them out into the more secluded territory, but when the time called for it he'd grab a quick bite such as a fellow blonde haired woman.

Walking up, he put up a rather flirty facade, throwing his arm lazily over the woman's shoulders, and if the subtle shy smile that crossed her lips wasn't enough to encourage Larkin, he wasn't sure what other cues it'd take for him to have the green light. A few remarks led to a few boring interactions, one that everyone might get bored of, and Larkin was one who was not immune to such dull interactions with the same results. That is why he took that approach, the one he had done so often when first starting out, it gave quick results. Strolling along with the woman, he guided her towards a 'short cut' towards a nice coffee shop they could get to know one another more at. When they had reached that little area, that is where the trance began. It was hard to describe, something he can never really understand himself after learning it from the pair that raised him, he didn't particularly feel strained when doing such an action, often doing things so that he wouldn't need to mess around and drain himself. He didn't exactly worry about being drained of energy as he consumed quite a bit of blood, he wasn't ashamed nor trying to 'diet' himself. Larkin was respectful of his and other differences, so while he grabbed her wrist and placed a 'kiss' on her wrist it went on from there. She wouldn't be too damaged, sore and bruised around her wrist most likely, but seeing as he had not enough time before returning to the Lichen residence, aside from break being almost over, he figured the alpha would be interested in the incident just to be aware of it. Having gotten his hunger sated for that time, he carried on as if he had never met the frazzled and confused woman in the alley. "So glad I could help you find that ring! Don't be a stranger," he called out moving on.​
 

Galaxy

Swish-swish, Swirl-swirl
Downtown Ithawell, Dark alley

Tyress looked at the peculiar figure who knocked into him with, betraying only a little surprise as she fell down on the ground. She was an odd figure, wearing a white bunny mask that was slightly out of place from the fall, and clutching tightly to a suitcase in one hand, and a map in the other, even as she fell down. She spoke in a language he could not recognize, and guessed from the suitcase that she was probably a visitor to Ithawell.
He stared at her for a while, then bent down and held out a hand to help her up. As he helped her up, he heard a car stop next to the scene, and turned to see the driver get out and talk with the officers there.


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Lenny2000

One Thousand Club
Alice Bunny
Commons area
@Galaxy @Shaded
@MassProdigy411
Looking at tyress in curiousity while adjusting her mask so it's in place and she took his hand and got up gracefully, still holding onto her belongings tightly she looked at his confusion. He must be not very well known to the Latin language, what a shame ... as the officers arrived it brought her hairs up and made her get anxiety as the moment the man turned away from her she bolted away and down the street sidewalk so she can get away from the crime scene.

Running as fast as she can she sprints down the sidewalk with her map 🗺 pulled out so she can see where next to go to " commons area .." she says to herself before she slammed into another individual , this time not full directly into him but more as of the side as it only made her stumble before continuing her run to the Inn, not having the time to stop to say sorry. As she ran fast past moving vehicles, evading with ease from her agility she made it to the commons building as once there she ran to one of the lounge chairs and collapsed there, panting and breathing heavily as all the running made her really tired. She doesent have all that stamina for this . " geez I need a drink.." she mumbles to herself.
 
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As the Detective gave out his orders to the Police force, Dominick finished the last of his cigarette enjoying the nicotine high that he knew will turn into a headache later. There was all types of movement and commotion surrounding the crime scene, but his eyes was always quick to catch the ones that stood out. The supernaturals were good in blending in with the people of Ithawell, some were difficult to detect even for him. Yet he knew that they'd be attracted to such a scene as this, for the same reason he was for these incidents could cause issues for everyone. Plus those devils can't help but be interested in blood, a part of their nature he would assume. While most watched and speculated in horror or disbelief, as well as cluelessness and confusion; there was few who he could see understood and knew just how the man became a corpse.

He made eye contact with one of those men,offering him a slight smile as he nodded his head.
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scorpiodragon

Three Thousand Club
Ordan
Location: Sitting Room, Custos House
Ordan watched as the Lichen vampires would prepare to leave his home, Blake grabbing his wife's arm and pulling her to her feet. The alpha stared until they had left his sight, only then getting to his feet and following them to make sure they left his house and headed for their own territory within the west. The wolf alpha of Custos would watch the trio of vampires until they were out of sight, standing in the doorway as they walked down the drive and to what he assumed was the car they had brought from their pack to come here for they headed towards a vehicle. Only when it left his sight would he send out a mental message to his scouts to make sure the leeches truly left his territory. Still, the alpha did not elaborate on why he had agreed to the hunt in the first place, his eyes narrowing as he watched the car disappear.

Audrey
Location: Ithawell General, Maternity Ward

Audrey walked into the hospital's lounge and towards the front desk where she signed in and spoke of seeing Dr. Seltat, the doctor she had been using since her pregnancy. She was told to take a seat in the waiting room until the woman was ready for the girl and Audrey did as asked while the nurse at the front desk paged Dr. Seltat about her patient having arrived. The girl looked around her at the people also waiting to see various doctors for all sources of ailments, the ER of course on the first floor with other floors and wings within the hospital. There was even a morgue in the hospital but the girl was currently on the fifth floor which compromised the maternity ward, labor and delivery and NICU. It was quite clean and the floors were whitewashed marble which she found surprising but it was a cheerful place. They offered classes on breastfeeding, child rearing and even classes for those with children to learn how to deal with an extra child. In fact there was a sign near each set of stairs that told of the floors and what they contained which she could see easily with her vampire vision.

All the signs were in green and had white letters on them which read:

Ground Floor-Underground Parking
First Floor-ER, Morgue, Urgent Care
Second Floor-Surgery, Burn Unit, Operating Rooms
Third Floor-General Practice and Family Medicine
Fourth Floor-Gift Shop, Cafeteria, Florist, Pharmacy
Fourth Floor-Orthopedic Care, Burn Unit, ICU, Physical Therapy
Fifth Floor-Children Ward, Pediatric Intensive Care Unit
Sixth Floor-Maternity Ward, Labor & Delivery, NICU
East Wing-Cancer Center
West Wing-Heart and Vascular Center
 

Kipsy

Socially Anxious Chocolate Addict
Blake

The car was one of Blake’s favorites. A Mercedes-Maybach, the most luxurious vehicle he owned. Although he rarely drove it himself, he loved sitting in the backseats and watching the foliage through the windows. It was perfect for occasions where he desired to flaunt his wealth. Most of his money was part of his inheritance, but that was irrelevant in his eyes. He’d earned that cash and no one could tell him otherwise.

Blake opened the door for his wife, letting her settle into her seat before going to get in on the other side. His mood was improving tremendously, and comfort was plain on his face. Sure, it was a bit disheartening that he got pleasure from such trivialities, but material possessions were sort of like symbols to him. Physical things that showed just how far he’d come in life.

It wasn’t too far of a ride in his opinion, but he knew he’d enjoy the time spent in this car regardless.

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Jaehwa

Gritting his teeth, Jaehwa followed Ordan silently as the alpha watched the few members of Lichen leave. He wanted to ask why they were going along with the tri-pack hunt, especially since he was against it personally, but he wondered if that would be like stepping out of line. Already he felt he’d pushed his boundaries a little too far. But it was curiosity that pumped through the omega’s blood, and it was curiosity that gave him courage he wouldn’t have otherwise.

“Is it okay to ask… why we’ll do the hunt with them?” His voice was much smaller than he expected it to be and he sighed loosely, embarrassed that he was letting his earlier outburst bug him so much. Perhaps it was because he knew how important keeping his emotions in check was. If he let himself slip too far, the consequences would be painful, but physically and emotionally. He swore not to let that happen.​
 

Galaxy

Swish-swish, Swirl-swirl
Alleyway, Downtown Ithawell
Tyress looked in suprise as the girl speechlessly ran off, wondering whether he has offended her in some way. What an odd person he thought to himself, as she ran off into the dust.

He looked back at the on going investigations, and saw the driver who came to talk with the police, smile slightly and nod at him. Although he didn't have any uniform, he seemed to know what he was doing. But why would he look at me? he thought silently does he know who I am? Or what I am? Or does he know that I know it was a vampire attack? He gave a quick nod back, although rather quizzically, anyway, and decided it was best to leave the scene and turned to go back to his stall.

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scorpiodragon

Three Thousand Club
Ordan
Location: Foyer, Custos House
As the trio of vampires got in their vehicle and disappeared out of his sight, Ordan scented Jaehwa behind him. It wasn't long before the omega questioned why he had agreed to the pack hunt when moments ago he had been dead set against it. "Currently research on finding a cure for us has been stalled. As I cannot get the blood of those that turned us I thought of a different way." He turned around to face Jaehwa, the light silhouetting his body as he looked at the other wolf. "I need blood. Blood of a pure vampire and a pure werewolf. The best way to get that it is go on this hunt and injure or lead to injury one pure wolf and one pure vampire, more if possible without leaving traces that we are the ones doing it. Besides...we need to learn more about how these blood suckers and mutts work in order to fight them if they try to take over our lands or harm us."

@Kipsy
 
Dominick grinned as he watched the man walk away, they both in that moment letting eachother know they were in the same world. Yet it was odd, the members of the three packs of Ithawell wouldn't react to a member of the blood order in such a way. He was a oddball for sure and those were dangerous, he had half a mind to have him cuffed up and thrown in the back of his car. The Blood Order has a special arrangement with the authorities where dragging such supernaturals to the forest and putting a few silver bullets in their head and heart was perfectly legal. But yet he had a hunch there was no need for such extremes. "We got a sighting at the Hospital Dom'." The Detective informed him. "Go ahead of me, don't let her leave I'll be there soon...." Dominick gave his order. With a nod, the Detectives rounded up a few officers and headed to the hospital. Flickikg his cigarette into a puddle, Dominick climbed into his car and began following the man from the alley, this was bound to be an interesting day.
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scorpiodragon

Three Thousand Club
Audrey
Location: Ithawell General, Maternity Ward
Audrey was unaware that there were humans working for the Blood Order or even really what they were. Much less that they had found the body she had drained of blood so easily and quickly or that one of their members knew of her and was currently sending police to keep her from leaving. Not that the pregnant teen particularly cared, even if she had known. Her doctor was rather nice, even if the woman found her eyes slightly unsettling. “Audrey Garner?”

Audrey got up at the sound of her name being called and saw a nurse standing there with a clipboard. She kept tight hold of her purse as she walked towards the nurse and was directed to the third door on her left, the nurse following her to the room and beginning by taking her weight and blood pressure. She was asked if she had any pain and she shook her head, answering in the negative. “Okay, Dr. Seltat will be with you in a bit,” said the nurse as she collected the clipboard and laptop before leaving.

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Kipsy

Socially Anxious Chocolate Addict
Jaehwa
@scorpiodragon

Mouth forming into an ‘o’ shape, Jaehwa felt silly. Of course, Ordan had thought it through this far. It was genius. There were bound to be injuries on all sides, be they minor or otherwise, which made it the perfect opportunity to get some pure vampire and werewolf blood. His eyes were stary at the possibility that it would lead to a cure.

“Oh,” Jaehwa exhaled, smiling. “I figured you had some rationalization behind it. And it was a good one at that.” He paused, taking in the beautiful way the sun cast its rays upon the world, free and airy. The alpha before him looked quite heroic, his back to light. Jaehwa wondered what he himself looked like, face bathed in the golden beams. “To be honest, I’m a bit upset that I didn’t discern that myself…” Then again, he had been getting mad at himself often lately. Perhaps it was because of the stall in the cure’s development, or perhaps this was just what he’d been reduced down to. In any case, self-loathing was becoming a frequent thing for the omega, despite how often he struggled against it. Ah, emotions.
 

scorpiodragon

Three Thousand Club
Ordan
Location: Foyer, Custos House
Not really knowing what Jaehwa was thinking at the moment, he saw the starry eyed wonder in the other male’s eyes as he finished speaking, a smirk coming to his face as he stood there. “I cannot be sure this pure blood will find us cure for us or if I will be successful. But it is the lesser of two evils that I can try,” said Ordan. Ordan did not mention the other possibility, he would save that until needed. “As there isn’t much to do with very few here, you may do whatever you desire. I need to check food and see what all we need in town and possible fresh game.”

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Lenny2000

One Thousand Club
Scythia
Kitchen- brothel

The work in the kitchen is gruesome as the days go on. Pots and pans steaming clouds the room as it makes it hard for workers to see what's in the upper cubbards either gloves or a knife. Either way the safety regulations are far below standards but the demand is the same " need another order of spaghetti!! " the waiter shouts at the slaves, ordering about as the lines grow larger.

Scythia listens to the waiters orders and closes his ears at the whistling of the pots while he grabs the spaghetti and pours it into the boiling pot, making sure not to burn his hands in the process. Sweat bearing down his forehead he uses his arm to wipe off the salt in his eyes as he stirs the pot, sighing softly .

As the hours went by he was pulled by the boss man and was dragged by he collar out of he kitchen " ow ow easy! Easy! " he squeaks as he was pulled off his feet by the collar and held " your going to be sold at the auction tonight, better pack your shit and prepare to leave " the boss commented before dropping Scythia on his butt and walking off, putting fliers all around the slums of the candidates to be sold at the auction.
 
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Kipsy

Socially Anxious Chocolate Addict
Jaehwa
@scorpiodragon

Of course, Jaehwa knew the cure coming from pure blood wasn’t guaranteed, Yet already he’d gotten his hopes up. It was childish of him, he knew, but a little faith every once in a never did any harm.

“Thank you. Let me know if you need anything from me.” Frankly, the omega had no idea what he would go off to do. It’d been a while since he went on one of his walks, though. A fresh change of scenery would be pleasant to the eyes. There was the tired, more weary half of his mind that insisted he take a nap somewhere in the house instead. His stubborn side persisted.

He stood for a moment in place, debating his options, before choosing his first plan. With a quick return to the foyer, he snatched his jacket from the coat rack and pulled it over his shoulders. Stepping back out into the chilly spring air, Jaehwa trudged through the remaining snow.

Custos’ territory was beautiful. Jaehwa loved to stroll amongst the rich trees and old rocks in his spare time. If he could paint, he would make as many landscapes of the estate as often as possible. Since he had shaky hands, however, that was impossible, but he wished it nonetheless. Someday, he thought.
 

Tetro

The Toxic Tormentor
Elijah simply smirked at Ordan's words. No, Elijah was not wrong, he simply wasn't talking about the inferior creatures that were werewolves. But he wasn't going to talk about his vampire supremacy with the canine alpha. Not yet at least. To be honest Elijah didn't care about the other races. They didn't live forever and therefor had little potential in comparison. Elijah's smirk vanished quickly as Blake wrapped things up. The guard waited for his alphas to leave before following suit, making sure to walk behind them on their way out.

As they got outside and entered the car Elijah looked back at the building one last time before entering, sitting in the passenger's seat. "You know they're going to try to either kill or harm us right? They're looking for a cure. I don't know how big of a movie goer you are but it's common knowledge in the Hollywood world that you need a subject when looking for a cure. Call me paranoid but I believe there may be some merit to it. I'm no scientist though, so don't quote me on that." Elijah wasn't a scientist, but his brother was one. He was only half honest about the Hollywood stuff. Most of what he knew regarding science and biology came from the time he spent with his brother. Everyone had their secrets, and so did Elijah when it came to his family and past.

@Kipsy
 

scorpiodragon

Three Thousand Club
Ordan
Location: Foyer to Kitchen to Ithawell
Ordan moved as Jaehwa stood there for a moment then went to grab his coat off the coat rack and headed outside. The alpha watched him begin trudging through the melting snow patches littering the territory, his eyes once again narrowing. He had promised the omega free reign to do whatever but it would take him possibly half the day, if not all of it, to get the things he needed. "Jaehwa!" he shouted after the omega, pulling out a set of keys and tossing them at the omega. "Get the car started, we're going into town. You can goof around if you wish there after helping me gather stuff." He should pay a visit with that doctor friend he had as well while in town and check out the slums...sometimes there were rogue vampires and wolves there who had been turned or others that were just making a mess. The Blood Order weren't the only ones who knew how to put down pests...after he'd gotten out of the army, Ordan had spent a bit of time learning how to kill wolves.

The alpha turned, disappearing into the kitchen after snagging his jacket from the coat hanger. He didn't like leaving the house and lands unprotected as he did not have betas and didn't have a vampire alpha yet. Really his pack wasn't much of a pack either, there was only really him and Jaehwa. But humans said that two wolves could be the beginnings of a pack, of course they were both male and that didn't do much in terms of increasing population. The alpha stopped briefly in the sitting room, grabbing a notebook and went through the kitchen, looking through the cabinets and writing down things they needed, then heading into the large pantry and looking through there, writing more things down, before leaving the house and heading towards the, hopefully, waiting car and omega. @Kipsy
 

Kipsy

Socially Anxious Chocolate Addict
Jaehwa
@scorpiodragon

Stopping in his tracks, Jaehwa craned his neck around to see Ordan. He had deflated a bit upon hearing his name being called, as that meant he was probably about to be ordered to do something, but perked up upon hearing that they were going to town together. It was always fun to visit the city. Granted, he did prefer to ‘goof around’ (as Ordan put it), but running errands could be a suitable distraction.

Jaehwa caught the keys and nodded, making his way to the car. It wasn’t nearly as luxurious of a vehicle as the Lichen’s alpha’s was, but there was something homely about the grey sedan. He unlocked it and started the engine, but didn’t enter yet. He stood by the passenger seat’s door, holding it open and waiting for Ordan to come out from the house.

A long time ago, when Jaehwa was first learning how to drive, he was terrified. There was something about being in control of such a huge machine that immediately set him on edge. He was a horrible driver that the start, every trip he made jerky and nauseating for all the passengers. Now, though, he’s improved significantly and was confident behind the wheel; he accounts it to practice.

Thus, Jaehwa was fairly sure he wouldn’t crash into a tree on their way out. He owed Ordan a safe trip to town at least. The alpha had provided him a safe place to stay when no one else was willing. He’d been in a dark place back then; the help had been so gratefully appreciated. The omega knew there’d be no way to give enough thanks for that.

Seeing Ordan leave the house, Jaehwa waved playfully and gestured to the open car door with a flourish. Yes, his mood had definitely improved.

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Blake
@Tetro

Eyes trailing from the window, Blake looked towards Elijah with a nod. “I’m sure they’ll try something. That mutt was clearly against it at first; something must’ve come to mind midway through our conversation. Awareness of the capacities of pure blood, perhaps?” Science wasn’t his strong suit but there were those he knew who had that aptitude. He would have to ask them what specific capacities those were. “Still, I’m not one to back down from anything. Especially not from him.”

Blake was the one who’d proposed the idea in the first place. To get cold feet now would be a huge blow to his ego. Regardless of what Ordan and his pack might try to do, he was confident that Lichen could handle it. He was convinced they were strong and capable enough to endure even the most resilient attackers.

The driver, who had stayed behind while they went in to meet with the Custos alpha, directed the car towards the city. They were getting closer to their own estate. It wouldn’t be long now. A few more turns, if that.
 

Lenny2000

One Thousand Club
Scythia
Brothel

Being finished with the boss man he crawls his way back to the cell. His body is malnourished as he feels weak and deprived as he knows that anyone that thought it was a good idea to eat the food or taste it would be killed on the spot .. he saw that way too many times. At least he still has the option to think as he rests his escape cache under his bed. Unfortunately when he plopped ontop of his bed he felt it was a bit lighter than usual somehow and decided to investigate . Somehow his tools of escape were removed or stolen during his shift. All of those months work being for nothing and down the hole.... he has and is now nothing... Knowing that the situation was dire he had little chance of successfully escaping with all the weapons gone making him feel a rather broken and depressed state as he feels nothing more than sadness of there being no hope of freedom anymore and being transferred from one cruel master to another . Heck he has no idea if he will even live or be fed . Tears roll down scythia's face as he curls up and cries to himself under the covers of his bedsheets.
 

scorpiodragon

Three Thousand Club
Ordan
Location: Heading to Ithawell
As Ordan left the house, he pulled out a spare key and turned to lock the door of the house before heading to the vehicle where Jaehwa was standing by the open passenger door, the older male shaking his head as Jaehwa waved playfully at him with a flourish. Getting into the passenger seat, he shut the door and buckled himself in, waiting momentarily for Jaehwa to get in and begin the drive to the town. “Stay alert while there for any suspicious activity and don’t attract attention to yourself or from the humans. The Blood Order still exists, even if they are leaderless.” As he spoke in a grave voice of their unfortunate common enemy, he pulled out the notebook and tore the page out, then tore it in half, shoving it and a few fifties into the cup holder. “Use that money to get what is on that half of the list. I will be visiting the slums and stopping at the hospital possibly to see an old friend once I have my half of the shipping done.”

Ordan never said how he got his money for the pack’s expenses. He hadn’t even served a full three tours of duty but had done a full twenty years of service, the alpha not talking about his past. Instead the man remained quiet after speaking, watching tye scenery out the window until they got to Ithawell and Jaehwa pulled into a parking space in downtown. “Contact me telepathically if there is any trouble. If you get trouble and can’t escape, don’t lead them to the house or territory,” instructed Ordan. “Or just call on the burner phone.”

@Kipsy

In the slums where the poor and criminals of Ithawell lived, one of the auctioneers was preparing the auction hall for the night’s entertainment. Now that winter was pretty much done, the humans’ blood should be getting thick again. It tended to get thin in the winter with the humans getting sick. Workers were cleaning the main area that had hundreds of seats and checking the iron rings in the stage for when prisoners, nineteen at a time, would be brought up in shackles to await their fate. If he was serving vampires, he would give their gender, age and blood type. If wolves, the blood type wasn’t necessary.

Already there were a few humans who had been picked off the streets or from the shady businesses in the auction hall. Sometimes tourists to Ithawell would be caught and sold into the life, anything from children to adults. Elderly didn’t last long as slaves and thus weren’t bothered with...most of the stock though might be teenagers to young adults. As it was, he had a purchase to pick up at one of the brothels, The Dancing Crane, and left the workers in charge of a vampire Overseer who would make sure the place was slick and span for their guests as well as food being provided, blood and alcohol for those that wanted a drink. Leaving the auction hall he walked across the street to the brothel in question and entered. Stock was put in rooms in the back of the auction hall, six to a room, sometimes more and would be chosen at random for selling.

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Lenny2000

One Thousand Club
Scythia
Brothel

Falling asleep in uniform on his bed was the only thing of pleasure to him in this pit of abomination . THe only thing that was of benefit to him was that the cell he had was alone due to previous issues with other prisoners so the cell made him feel like it was rightfully his .. for now

With winter ending and the auction beginning soon all of the servants were to go to the cells so there were people needing to be crammed into rooms... and scythia's was no exception.....

The overseer of the brothel greeted the auctioneer with open arms and gave him a handshake before patting his back and leading him to his office to discuss about the plans for tonight . The room itself contained a few lavish portraits, a desk, alcohol and blood, and two nice chairs. As the two entered the room and became acquainted problems started stirring in the prisoner bay

About five other prisoners were shoved into Scythia's room and that is what made scythia wake up in being upset as the prisoners started to touch and grab his belongings " Stop that ! NO!" He shouted at them but they didn't care , defiling his items only made scythia even more mad as he looks down to his suit to only find a ladle. The final straw to him was when one prisoner decided to flush a straw doll down the toilet. Out of pure rage scythia pulled out the ladle and beat the man to death . Hat startled everyone else back in line but scythia wasn't finished there , he kept going until there were three left! Two left! One left ! Then.... it was just scythia ... with a broken ladle and covered in blood all over he dropped his weapon and looked down to see the destruction. He couldn't help himself he just.... he had to stop them...

Unfortunately that was not the only last straw that was made today as the guards heard this later on after the deed was done and grabbed Scythia and dragged him to the overseer , arms behind His own back as he looks down in silence... it happened again ...

This incident wasn't the first time it happened. One time ago when he was young something similar like this happened and he killed them all before. That time long ago broke the trust between the overseer and the youngking but since it happened again there will be no mercy

In a heaping dripping body covered in blood of blood the guard showed Dacia to the overseer and the auctioneer and told the situation as of the killings under a mere two minutes as it seemed to only piss the overseer off and grab Scythia up, making the guard release and back away from the scene as scythia looks at both the auctioneer and the Overseer silently. Will this be the end of scythia's endeavors
 

Kipsy

Socially Anxious Chocolate Addict
Jaehwa
@scorpiodragon | @openforinteraction

Listening to Ordan’s orders as he drove, Jaehwa found himself inexplicably on edge. This was no different than the other times he’d left the estate, really, and yet there was a nagging sensation in his heart that wanted him to keep his head down. It was upsetting, as he usually felt no qualms with letting his freak flag fly when in the town. Most of the humans there were oddballs anyways, and the few fellow supernaturals that were there often ignored him and his overly-friendly antics.

He decided that today he would not go about helping random strangers without careful consideration beforehand.

Jaehwa directed the car into a parking space. It was a cramped parking job but it worked. “Will do,” he said as he turned off the engine and took the money and list. If something came up, he’d use the connection to send Ordan a message. “You be careful as well. Let me know if you find yourself needing a hand. I may not be able to do much myself, but I will find a way to help.” He knew that reminder probably wasn’t necessary, but he mentioned it regardless. A sign that he cared, perhaps.

Sliding out from the driver’s seat and out into the fresh air, Jaehwa thumbed through the bills before scanning the list. Most of the items were basic necessities with a few luxuries here and there. Nothing too expensive but enough to keep him busy for a while.

Jaehwa waited for the alpha to leave the car before waving goodbye and beginning his trek through the downtown area. A small but busy Bed Bath & Beyond caught his eye and he entered. The strong scent of perfume hit him and he scrunched up his nose, a little off-put by it. He purchased a few fresh towels, tissue boxes, and refills for the soap dispensers. Despite his initial distaste towards the perfume, he found himself drawn to the numerous lotions, of which he tried many. He left the store smelling like several different flowers and sanitizer.

Next stop was for coffee grounds and tea leaves. Jaehwa was an avid tea and coffee drinker, but that also meant he was too picky to settle for store-bought packages. In the very center of all the downtown action was his favorite cafe. He practically glided there as if on autopilot.

As Jaehwa walked along the sidewalks and to the cafe entrance, he noticed some officers on the other side of the street. Yellow tape lined an alleyway’s entrance. Something must’ve happened there, but he didn’t know what. That twinge of curiosity resurfaced. He was finding it hard to resist going over to ask what the problem was.

Staying strong, he continued with his own business, buying the grounds and leaves without an issue. He momentarily considered buying himself a latte while there but knew it would be wrong to use money given to him for other things on his craving.

The last stop on his list was for groceries. There was a large depot nearby the hospital that he knew of. It was towards the edge of the downtown, but still close enough to be considered a part of the area, Thinking of it, though, Ordan’s words came back to him. An old friend at the hospital? He wondered who it could be.

After obtaining all the groceries Custos would need for a good while, Jaehwa felt his arms strain from the weight of all the bags in his shopping cart. “Why didn’t I bring the car to this parking lot?” he mumbled to himself as he trudged out of the shop. He couldn’t just take the cart all the way back to the other lot, could he? No, that wouldn’t be right. “Think, think.”
 
Two squad cars pulled up outfront of the hospital. The detective leading three local sheriff's inside of the building. Giving the description to front desk, they were directed to where she'd gone and began to follow her trail.
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scorpiodragon

Three Thousand Club
The auctioneer smiled at his brother as he was greeted and led to the man’s office where the pair engaged in drinks and talk of business. They spent some time in this manner until there was a knock on the door one of the workers of the brothel was brought in, covered in blood which made the auctioneer frown. He sat back as they were told of the infraction, this...person who seemed weak had killed five other people in under two minutes. The auctioneer sipped ar his glass as he watched the young male be grabbed by his brother, a look of rage in his brother’s face. “Perhaps this worker is some use after all,” spoke the auctioneer. “Instead of wasting your time killing him, I’ll pay double for him. Someone is bound to but him, whether this month or in the following months and you can just send in a few more, Perhaps one of your whores,” said the auctioneer. He would just lock this one in a separate room of the auction hall.

@Lenny2000

Ordan
Location: Downtown to Historic Ithawell
Ordan nodded in confirmation that he would contact Jaehwa if he needed help and that the omega would contact him mentally if there trouble. “I will do that,” said Ordan and got out of the car. He then headed out with his own half of the list, heading towards the hardware store first to pick up some tools and dropped those off in the car when he was done before heading checking the list he had. Heading towards the butcher, he ordered a few different sets of meat of varying quantity and selection before taking the bags of purchased meat and next stopping at a hunting store to get some bullets, the alpha being out of ammo with the hard winter. Picking up a crossbow he’d ordered with accompanying arrows, that was stashed in the trunk of the car with the meat, mentally ticking off each item as he purchased it. His last stop was the apothecary that was set by a little drugstore that did passport photos as well and picked up some healing herbs and basic medical stuff. The alpha spent some time there in the apothecary, the smells making his nose wrinkle in distaste but left and began heading to the slums which were not too far away. The alpha occasionally patrolled the slums, a shady place but good to get information from if one knew what they wanted to ask and didn’t piss off the people there.

Audrey
Loxation: Maternity Ward, Ithawell General
After a short while of waiting, Audrey’s doctor came in, sitting down and looking over her vitals for the time being. When asked how she was feeling, the teen shrugged. “Not so great. I feel tired and my parents still won’t talk to me.”

“I understand you have someplace to stay. Is there any way your parents would take you back home?”

Audrey shrugged in response as the woman turned to her. “I don’t think they want anything to do with me to be honest Dr. Seltat. I stayed at the hotel last night...the person who took me in went somewhere.”

Truthfully Audrey had no idea where the alpha of Boreal had gone and that was the reason she had come back to town and been staying at Ithawell Hotel. The girl listened as she as told her vitals looked good and they would be checking on the baby today to see how it was progressing as well. As this was the second ultrasound she had had, the first confirming her pregnancy, Audrey was looking forward to it though naturally nervous.

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Larkin A. Andley
Location: Downtown Ithawel
Interaction: Briefly Alice, @Lenny2000 Jaehwa, @Kipsy

Bringing up his wrist, Larkin dragged his hand over his lips, wiping away any evidence of his previous activity for anyone to observe. Larkin was rather confident in his strides, he’d learned early on when feeding on the go just have a confident stride or just relax, no human would notice. The blonde haired brute was quick to stand in the sun again, having refilled his energy with a quick splurge he shouldn’t feel as uncomfortable as he did before. Larkin was always easy to get sick with too much light exposure, though his endurance had picked up within the century of his life, being able to withstand a few hours at a time. Larkin hadn’t been out for too long, waiting unless needed to step out into the brighter areas. Though while he was looking his hands, he spotted a droplet of the precious red liquid and began wiping it clean when something bumped into him.

Casting a glance downwards Larkin observed a young girl with blonde hair swiftly rushing past him, he had remained as stiff as a board when she tumbled into his side before dashing off once more. He watched her carefully, her retreating form causing his blue eyes to crinkle slightly. With the corners of his eyes crinkling a tiny glimmer of recognition flashing for a second before she dashed off. Watching the way she ran had him lost for a moment, a repeat he got every now and again of a few past events. Then he cleared his throat, eyes downcasting. He had barely a moment before flicking his eyes over a watch wrapped around his wrist, deciding he had plenty of time to spare considering he was fast enough to run back before his break was off. Larkin was usually a timely person, getting from point A to point B with little time problems—he wasn’t often late. Though his mood was dampened before eating, it carried over to still being dampened after eating. After all his years of hunting and all types of other assortments he deemed that eating a little extra wouldn’t be such a bad thing to get him into a more serious mood for work. If it could be called work that is.

Veering off, Larkin decided to pick up a few snacks, not his usual food items though. Even though his kind couldn’t exactly taste or get nutritional value from human made products, he had a few things that he found interesting to mess with. Believe it or not, Larkin enjoyed free time inside the kitchen of the Lichen territory. The bad lands allowed for various different meats, though he couldn’t really eat most of it because it was bland and didn’t really digest properly—he knew some that could. The werewolves within Lichen, plus he just wanted to play with the kitchen items to increase his mood.

That is what led him to find himself in a parking lot, a few people milling in and out, and one person in particular just standing still with a cart propped up in front of himself. Werewolves had a particular odor in Larkin’s opinion, even though some had a horrid stench and others less of the odor, it was still very noticeable in a crowd of humans. Some vehicles’ exhaust nearly covered up the stench but considering he was close enough to spot the conflicted looking mutt, Larkin spotted him in the crowd.

Larkin had a distaste for wolves, he didn’t hate them all, they just always set negatively with him. After the last war he was in, he found wolves to be tolerable—not something he hated or loved, just there with a neutral feel to it. That’s why he hesitated with approaching, he hadn’t discerned the pack the mutt was in. He knew Custos might have gotten a visit from his alpha, and then there was Boreal, so either way the wolf looking lost wasn’t pureblooded so he wasn’t apart of the Lichen pack, at least Larkin hadn’t seen him before. To be fair, Larkin wasn’t entirely tasked with knowing the entire pack—just the territory...he should know the pack but he hardly does.

“Quite a bit of food you’ve got, must be a big family get to together?” he mused after creeping towards the wolf. He planned on having an actual conversation for once, the town itself wasn’t a territory theoretically speaking, so he was sure his alpha wouldn’t care especially when he had news about a more pressing issue of careless feeding. For all he knew, the wolf before him had information to spill about such a thing. The werewolf might know of the culprit which would help cutting the issue at the bud, though he doubted the wolf had many vampire aqaintences to speak for. “Looks like it could feed quite a lot—“

Looking down, Larkin latched his blue eyes on the contents of the bags in the cart. Yeah, he was feeding quite a bit of people with the appearance of the loaded cart. And looking back at the wolf in question, Larkin took note of his small leaner frame. He wondered what rank he was out of curiosity, Larkin had experience with a number of wolves just like the others of his race—it wasn’t uncommon to come across other supernaturals as it was a more so connected thing. Larkin, in his opinion, believed the companionship found from the two differing races were odd but necessary for a mutual understanding, though he did favor purebloods more than that of the Custos bitten or turned members. Constantly looking for a cure that could never be found, and then wanting to exterminate what companions that’s ever accept them—well accept them in a variety of different ways of a mutual understanding—which would leave more difficulties than solutions.​
 

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