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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 11:08 pm
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Ravi leapt from treetop to treetop, taking his time on his newest hunt. Maia, his mother, never wanted him to be gone for too long, something about problems with someone and danger. He had heard the lecture so many times he could practically recite it with her. But sometimes he just wanted to linger, waiting and watching. He had always been the quiet and patient one of his siblings, willing to wait as long as it took to capture his prey.
Tonight he headed into town to find more supplies for him and his mother's home, a well-loved errand. His mother rarely took him to town as a child, but from what he had seen there were mortals abound and plenty of new sights and smells to explore. As he grew older, she had recently begun to trust him to visit on his own, something he relished. There was no telling what one would come across in the nearby villages.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:33 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 8:31 pm
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Winding through the crowd, the scent of cooked meat, spices, and faes filled Ravi's nostrils. Inhaling deeply, he caught the scent of something vaguely familiar. Ears perking up at the scent, he inhaled again, disappointed when the wind changed directions and he didn't catch it again. Pushing the scent towards the back of his mind, he set about trying to find the items his mother had asked him to purchase. First on the list was more cloth, some of their prey had not been entirely cooperative and had stained the bedrolls. It was hard to sleep with the scent of alluring blood inches from your nose. Ravi glanced about and saw several merchants selling cloth of varying quality. His sharp red eyes sought that which was the finest, and he approached the large viking who was harking his wares.
"I'll take half of your stock of your finest wool and cotton cloth," he told the male. Then began the bartering. They traded quips back and forth for several minutes, each trying to get the best part of the deal. Finally they came to an agreement, and Ravi tucked his new supply of cloths into his bag. Before he continued his shopping, he caught the familiar scent again. Brow furrowing in confusion, Ravi turned towards the smell and began to move towards it. His errand was not forgotten, merely set aside for the moment.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 9:04 pm
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It wasn't long before Ravi spotted her. Blonde hair brushed against her shoulders, red eyes watching a fae inside one of the stores with an intensity that many mortals couldn't accomplish. Thankfully the wind was blowing towards him, taking his scent far from the female. As soon as it stopped or shifted, he was in danger of being caught. Muscles tensing, Ravi circled around the other vampire, carefully studying her.
Based on her clothes and attitude, he assumed she frequented the town often and probably lived in the area. Eyes darting about to make sure no others were around he shifted his bag into a more comfortable position and decided to wait until she noticed him. After all, he would hate to approach her and end up attacked. In the meanwhile, he made his way toward a vendor selling shishkabobs and purchased a few for a reasonable price. The hot meat and vegetables wouldn't fulfill his thirst, but it would sate his rumbling stomach for the moment.
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Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 12:25 am
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Shifting to the balls of his feet as the female approached, Ravi was startled at the female's first words. 'Your clan members are not going to attack me are they?' she had asked. Eyes widening and turning sharply towards the female, he had to school his expression into one of calm confusion. His brow furrowed ever so slightly and he took a moment to formulate the correct response. "I'm not sure what you speak of ma'am. What do you mean clan?" he asked, tone puzzled. "If you mean gang, then certainly I'm not a part of any of those," his tone changed to one of befuddled amusement.
Taking a hold of her arm, he lightly tugged her away from the bustling main plaza and toward a more secluded side street. Her scent certainly told him she was a vampire herself, but her blatant question might have gotten her in trouble had anyone suspected something. Glancing about to make sure they were alone, he spoke quietly. "I had thought you knew more about the rules than to just ask questions like that in the middle of a busy market. Your scent certainly hinted at such," he refused to snarl. "Besides, I...have no clan." His admittance of such was reluctant, and quiet, tone softening a hint of sorrow underlying the words.
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