World of Night

[Requiem_Dragon]

Isshuin, injured from the odd wolf-man's strength, rose up. "Now, now young pups fight nicley for you are in the presence of the scourge of the seas, the nightmare of the waves, the terror of death, the mighty and feared captain, ISSHUIN HATUME!!!" He stood up straight, puffed out his chest, and spoke brave words backed by the pride in his heart. " I am fine young lady, though neither of you appear to be. I think you both may need a trim or a shave. I can service you both easily but all i ask is for a few answers. First i want to know what a 'truck' is and i have to know if you have a hot pit and some coals, i can repair your beasts eyes"  

[Tachi Zotura]

Sam glared death at Isshuin before answering him. "A truck is like a boat on wheels. It will take us to places very fast and on land. Also, if you even try to get near me with a poker you will find it going somewhere very unplesent for you. So, O scourge of the seas, get in the metal boat." Sam pointed over his shoulder with his thumb and continued glaring at him. He was very soon going to start looking like dinner if this kept up.  

[Requiem_Dragon]

Isshin bowed at the man and said, " Ladies first, ma'am". He looked up and winked at the man. "As far as dinner goes, my lady, i can cook up a great meal, i just need a hot- pit to work with some coals to keep it's blaze as hot as the sun." Isshuin was very cocky and headstrong. As a sailor he had a crude sense of humor that often put him in near death situations on the seas. But non-the-less, Isshuin had a brave heart and often laughed at death. He would always charge into battle, whether the odds were against him or not. " Now madame, i would escort you back to the ship, if you do not mind, we seem to be on a tight schedule, according to yourself that is, so let's get back to the 'truck'" Isshuin kept his bowed and signaled for the man to begin walking back.  

[Hellz Kirara]

Nova looked at the man with a cold glare, grabbing his wrist roughly before she gave one leap, landing gracefully in the bed of the truck, dragging Isshuin with her. "Now don't go destroying this truck ok?" She said as she sat on the side, awaiting the truck to go once more. She looked to the sailor "Well than mr sailor, how about you just come out of your fantasy ok? Your not on the sea anymore, infact, your on a whole new playing field, if you don't get your act together you may end up dead, things here on land are different than on the sea, you may have to find that out the hard way though." She warned him before she turned her head away from him, looking forward to where ever they might be going.  

[PaYg]

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Aabellas haeart had nearly stopped beating when the drunk sailer broke the window. she was greatfull Sam had protected her or shed probably have a million cuts and a concussion. watching Sam had scared her and she didnt no how to act around him now... she didnt want to offend him but she was scared. but the sailer was really scaring her. he had to be completely insane. he want from atacking them to being all humour. she brushed the glass off of her lap only to cut the side of her hand pretty good. a line of vermillion swelled there and spilled over a little fast. "awe crap" she said and tore the a strip off the back of her dress and wraped her hand quickly and tightly. "so Sam were are we going?" she asked trying to distract his anger.  

[Requiem_Dragon]

Isshuin hopped out of the back of the truck again and walked to the man, now sitting in the front. As much pride as he had liked to keep, he came to terms with the fact that these people could be allies. He told him in a low honorable voice, "Out on the sea you trust no one. Not your crew, not even your best mate. No one. Out on the sea you are out to fend for yourself. Those you consider your crew mates may not trust you. Fear and money will usually weed out the greedy cowards who say you can trust them but back themselves with empty words. BUT! seeing that this is not the sea, nor have I recruited you or flipside, i suppose i could trust the three of you." He paused and there was a long silence. He stuck out his hand at the man waiting for a handshake. "To a temporary, i guess you could say aquaintanceship" Isshuin smiled  

[Tachi Zotura]

Sam looked at Bella's hand for a moment, animal hunger showing in his eyes. But they quickly went to her eyes. "We are going to head for the mountains. I heard that in the Cascades a old civilization was recently found, much older than any other in the world. It may be hard to get in but we could do it. Whispers say that a portal to another Planet was there and they have almost discovered how to open it. Thats probably why they have been opening up everywhere. That and the civilization was gone faster than the Mayans. The only thing left was a few buildings and that portal." Sam glanced down at her would again, the gold coming back into his eyes. Sam grabbed a first aid kit and gave it to her, along with spraying some airfreshener in the air. He was then about to start the truck when Isshuin spoke. Sam listened carefully, watching him for another attack. But when he offered his hand Sam stared at it for a few moments. His eyes looked up slowly, meeting Isshuin's. "Sounds like we have a understanding. To a temporary aquaintanceship indeed." Sam took his and and shook in once strongly before letting go and starting the truck with a roar. O how he loved this thing. He waited for Isshuin to get in before taking a modest speed for the Cascades. He didn't mention that this truck would run out of gas about halfway but kept that for later.

Anna walked the streets of Kushnic for a while, too restless for sleep. She could feel that her brother was close but had no idea where to look. How she just wished she wasn't alone in this! No one of the Clan would follow after their Alpha and no one in Night World would follow a crazy Lycan trying to find her brother that up and dissapeared. Anna sniffed around for some kind of companion, hoping to find at least one crazy fool to follow her.  

[Hellz Kirara]

Nova relaxed in the back of the truck as Sam began to speed away, she could smell blood in the front but ignored it as it was than covered in air conditioner. She instead closed her eyes and leaned against the bed of the truck, her eyes closed as she tried to sleep, her arms crossed over her chest as she listened to what was going on around her, she couldn't remember the last time she had slept and was feeling rather tired. She let out one large yawn as her breathing pace began to slow as a dark wave of sleep engulfed her mind and she fell into a deep sleep.  

[PaYg]

Bella thanked him for the first aid kit. but she didnt really need it. she could heal the wound. the blood was the problem she didnt like it running all over the place. in fact the wound was already closed. she felt it zip shut. ans removed the rip piece of her dress and threw it out the window. "sorry i didnt catch that in tiem. i see blood bothers you ill keep that in mind." she paused and looked thoughtfull for a moment. "although it is a little odd that the sight of blood makes you sick like that. i guess iam being stereo typical becasue your a guy." she couldnt help but smile at him then. "so your like a werwolve then?" she asked she turned to lok at the girl in the back. "and you are too? oh! that was rude of me. am sory iam Airabella nice to meet you."  

[Tachi Zotura]

Sam's eyes flashed over to Bella as she mentioned him being 'sick' at the sight of blood. "Sure, lets say I get sick at the sight of blood. If you mean the term of illness where I change and eat you then yes. I do get sick at the sight of blood." Sam laughed for bit then grew quiet. His face grew a bit old as he looked over to her again. Lycans are nothing like our werewolf cousins. Lycan's can turn into three forms. One: Our original form. That of a hybrid of man and wolf. Most Lycans are born in this form. Two: Human. This is a chosen form and they usually serve as diplomats and have the highest percentage of extra 'gifts' like my unnatural strength. And finely three: Wolf form. They usually serve as scouts, runners, and hunters. This is also a chosen form." Sam felt odd explaining what he was to a human but continued anyway. "Lycans generaly choose their form around the same time they stop ageing. This is different for all lycans as not one stops ageing at the same time. Some have mastered all three forms, the very rare few. These are usually our most powerful Clan members." Sam went silent for a moment. "I say very because anymore than one form is most likely to kill you. Even some Lycans that undergo their first change die sometimes." Sam looked out the window and tried not to remember all the dead young ones he had to bury. "Thats why we are so different. And that you have to be born Lycan to be one. We dont pass on the gene by infection like the werewolves." Sam shrugged once and looked back at her, the friendly smile back in place.  

[PaYg]

"oh" was all she managed to say to him. she sat there silently and then moved closer to sam to whisper "and wat about the crazy guy? do u know anything about him?"  

[Tachi Zotura]

Sam snorted and smiled. "He is the scourge of the seas remember? As far as I can tell he is human. A bi-poler human but human none the less." Sam chuckled some more as he kept his eyes on the road, trying not to be bored. He looked over to Bella and frowned at her cloths. "We will have to fix that you know. Here take off your cloths." Sam reached back and took one of the bags, pulling out cloths that would be big on her but would work. He gave her some black sweats and a black tee-shirt. Then Sam thought about how she would take his request. "Im sorry if that sounded pervish. Im not used to humans being modest yet. Our clan changed a lot and cloths never lasted more than a day. Ill just keep my eyes on the road." Sam looked pointedly out the window, keeping his face as far from her direction as possible without crashing.  

[PaYg]

Bella couldnt help but turn scarlet red at his first request. but understud and trusted him. without taking the dress off she slid the sweats on and pulled the shirt on over top and then pulled herarms out of the dress straps and pulled the dress off over her sweats. it wouldnt have matter if he had been looking or not. she ruolled up the top of the pants and tied the shirt off at the side so she wuldnt be swiming in the clothes. "thanks alot." she smiled at him. "so is he from nightworld? arethere other humans there?"  

[Tachi Zotura]

Sam nodded once at the road. "No problem. I prepared for a trip like this for a long time." Sam looked back and nodded at her clothing, approving of how she tied it off and how well it fit. "Yes there are humans in Night World. As long as I can remember there have been humans. Probably has something to do with that Portal they are digging up in the mountains. We should be there in a day or too if our current speed keeps up." Sam smiled back and then looked back out to the road. The wind was bothering him but he had little choice in the matter. He had no more windshield.  

[Requiem_Dragon]

Isshuin had been slightly listening in to the conversation up front but it was muffled by the loud roar of the wind rushing in through the truck's eyes,....or perhap's it was it's forehead, he didn't know much about it but he didn't ask. He noticed the girl in the sundress kept looking at him but again, he ignored her. He felt his shoulder get oddly warm and looked over to see the oddly dressed woman asleep on his shoulder. She looked cold so he unhooked his cape and wrapped it around her. Seeing the faces of the sundress girl and the other lady frequently flooded his mind with sad memories of children and families whose lives he and his men ruined as they pillaged the towns and set them ablaze, not even thinking about where these people would go. The thoughts made him want to cry, they made his eyes sting. He tried to cry but nothing happened, it seemed his tears had abandoned him. He looked back down at the girl sleeping on his shoulder, his mind now flooded with warmer, happier thoughts but all summed up to an even greater depression in his mind and heart. With his heart heavy and his soul dulled by his thoughts he drew his sword and placed against the girl's throat. He whispered, "if you are as true a sea scourge as you claim to be you could easily take this strangers life." His grip on his blade weakened and he sheathed the blade again. He now drew out his pitch-black revolver and aimed it at his head. A heavy tear came out of his single blue eye. As it fell down his cheek he remembered his wife brushing away the tears, the one of the only times he cried. He put down the gun and holstered it. Now looking back down at the girl he took off his hat set under her head and layed her down. He shifted over to the other side of truck from behind the lycan-man to behind the girl with the sundress. He rested his head on the tool box and looked up the sky