[RP] The Inn of Peace - IoP (Open to all)

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik's aura seemed to grow dark as he heard angeles. He remembered the no fighting rule, it was putting a damper on his mood. He noted the blood on his blade. He sucked from the cut, his aura still seemed dark with rage. Nobody knew why, but unless they could sense too, they wouldn't know. "I don't know what your talking about." He said in his assassin tone.  

[Angeles Valentine]

"Yes I got all of them," she said moving over to MacPere, "and it was easy."

She wrapped her arms around MacPere and took him away from Zulma, "leave the poor woman alone. She might faint so much blood is in her face," she set him down and looked darkly over at the man, "I mean to say could you please put your weapon of war away, or sharpen it somewhere else, this is an inn of peace, nuetral ground, and your blood is very tempting," she about hissed the last word before ignoring the brute and walking back over to Zulma.

"Sorry that i left you with those two, I'll try not to let it happen again," she smiled, "how are you feeling?"  

[MacPere]

"So... That's another day saved thanks to Angeles. Heh, you escape my graps this time Zulma~" MacPere smiled warmly and sat himself down in his favoured chair, completely relieved that his love wouldn't be going anytime soon.  

[Zulma san]

Zulma's flush stopped at once when she heard the cold ton of the man with the sword and she stood up as Angeles came to her.

She patted Angeles's cold hand without looking and spoke with her eyes on the man. "I am fine."
She addressed Erik. "Sir, upstairs the second room on the left is free. Why not making it yours and enjoying the delight of a warm shower." she offered with a smile.

Then she turned back to MacPere and sticked her tongue at him. "Please Angeles never leave me alone with him anymore..." she joked.  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Ultima sighed. Angeles was stirring up trouble, more than him it seemed. "Violence begets more violence Angeles." Ultima said out loud.

Erik's eyes narrowed into slits, he didn't like the way this person talked to him. Being an assassin came with a deathly elegance, just like a vampire. Erik put the blade in his mouth. He pulled it away and it was clean again. "Tempting, sure, sweet, definatly." He knew she wouldn't do anything, argue, maybe, yell, probably, but not fight. He headed for the shower. The heat was burning him. He focused and his surroundings melted into blackness.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles growled slightly at the man as he licked the blood off hsi blade, did he realize that it was unwise to blatantly tempt a vampire? She then growled at Ultima, bearing her fangs only a little, "you would know wouldn't you," she said in a dark tone before looking at Zulma who touched her hand, she looked up and smiled, "never again," said Angeles wrapping an arm around Zulma's waist and bringing the woman against her, "that way I can have you all to myself," she smiled seductively, brushing her fingers gently against Zulma's cheek, careful not to cut the delicate skin with her nails. But it was a ploy and an expression that Angeles could not hold for long without smiling and laughing, "sorry Zulma my friend, I had to have my turn to pick on you."  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Ultima talked quietly to himself. "Where's a wooden stake when you need one?" He noticed this was the third time he'd repeated moonlight sonata. He took his hands of the keys. He took his his swords out and focused on them. They disappered in a quick flash of light. He'd replaced them with a snake. The creature was cute, but really venomous. He held it close to his neck and sat down again. It kept snapping at him so he held it at arms length. "Maybe I should trade you for a burmese python." He patted it's head while it was still attacking.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren stood still, hearing that they were gone. All of them. Every tormentor, out for his spoiled blood, gone. He was staring into space toward the floor, smiling, a genuine smile, and a tear formed in the corner of his eye. Two years, he vowed not to cry about what had happened. Now he was free. Free! His shoulders shook, as his breathing changed to what could have been a laugh as easily as it could a sob.

(My connection dropped, sorry!)  

[MacPere]

"G-Gren, dear?" MacPere stood and approached him gingerly, looking into his distant eyes with a baffled expression. "Gren, are you alright?"  

[Zulma san]

Zulma was a little puzzled at the assassin. Not too bad looking despite his eyes which look like he would kill you in a flash... she bitterly joked. She had never met him before. "Who is he?" she asked Angeles with a wink as the vampire spoke about having her to herself. Angeles's seductive smile was awful gorgeous and Zulma felt a little warmth to her face.

She frowned a little and turned to Ultima. "Ultima please keep those comments to yourself." She was mentioning the comment about violence. She sighed and walked back to her glass, taking a sip.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles reached up and pulled one of the aspen stakes from her hat and set it on a table, looking at Ultima, "you are lucky that Zulma is merciful. I would have thrown you out into the world and let you fight your way through it without this sanctuary the day you attacked the child out of a drunken rage. To my understanding that is not the only trouble you have caused. And now, you bring your murderous brother into the inn who appears to have no regard for the rules."

She hissed slightly, "indeed, you are lucky that the one who counts is merciful," She then heard MacPere and looked over at Gren who appeared to be lost in a daze and crying. Her eyes narrowed in concern and she approached, leaving the stake on the table.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"I'm...finally..." His eyes lifted from the floor, barely focused, recognizing MacPere. His mouth twisted into one of the few honest smiles he'd made. Beyond words, he suddenly took MacPere into a tight embrace, holding him close.  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik re-straightened his hair and went back to the room. Not too bad, it needed a little of his touch though. Another assassin appeared at his window. "Master Erik, this is for you." A note was dropped and the assassin was gone. Erik picked it up and opened it. He was supposed to take Hayabusa back, but he couldn't right now. The rest read for him to continue Training with him. Erik sighed and went back downstairs. His hair was brushed to the back, he never consideed it strange his eyes were blue and green. But he never openly admitted he liked it. His gloves were still upstairs so he had no weapon. Erik's voice was still as elegant as ever. "murderous brother? Must you refer to me like that?"

Ultima didn't flich. But his soul darkened like his brothers. He didn't let his rage overtake him. He decided not to keep this conversation going. He tried to calm his rage.  

[Zulma san]

Zulma stopped the discussion before it started.
"We have not been introduced. I am Zulma, the innkeeper. You are?" she said gently to Erik.  

[MacPere]

"Whoa!" MacPere blinked, a little startled at Gren's sudden action. As he slowly began to realise the man's need to act this way, he wrapped his arms back around Gren and sighed happily, nuzzling his shoulder tenderly. Words weren't really needed now, so he would leave them out.