A hunting we will go (Eve)

[Bishop]

Bishop nodded without looking up as he listened Eve telling him something Abiel had told him multiply times himself , and when it came to the colors and the other subjects. Bishop smiled as his mood grew lighter once more and he looked up to caught Eve sticking out her tongue at him. Bishop rolled his eyes and he eyed his drink and downed it in one go and regretted it as his face scrunched up in mild pain from his taste buds from being burnt a little bit.

"Alright enough with these mushy bonding moments let's go.” Bishop said in a tone that was supposed to be hard and business like, but it was a little lighter with the laughter and smile he was trying to hold back at Eve as she cracked up at him in his state of pain.

“We got work to do and I have to do most of it." Bishop added at the mention of what they were going to do next. Bishop headed for his keys to his bike to grab the supplies he need for what the Hunt not really knowing if Eve was be hide him or not, but he knew one thing when it did come to Eve. Bishop knew that Eve would have his back when the shit hit the fans and he had one hell of an ally.


It was several hours later on the same day when Bishop first saw Eve once more in the same outfit she showed off to him in the motel that they shared. Bishop had no problem getting into the club this time which was his second. His first time he had to break in but before that he watched from across the street build to get a feel for when the workers would be light. Of course this type of job he would do in a course of days, but these vampires that they were hunting moved from what Eve told him like locus following the wind. So there work had to be pushed but it got done. Eve and Bishop divided the work between them and got what they needed done. Enough deadman's blood to go around for a whole party of the living dead, UV lights set up to go off in several exits and strobe lights that Bishop set up to go off with a click of a button that he held in his phone, but that was just in case things got out of hand and both Vamps were here, hopefully that would be the case, but again that was a Hunters dream.

Bishop met Eve's eyes over the crowd of the dance floor from where he was standing above on the rafters that the club allowed the club goes to walk out on above. It wasn't a bad idea, something Bishop had to bring to Abiel's attention if they wanted to go on the idea, but Bishop pushed that thought to the back of his mind and reminded himself why he was up here. He had to good view of the whole dance floor and then some, and from this position he could easily watch if Eve ran into any trouble, but it was also a bad spot if Eve did. It would take some time to get to her, if Eve needed his help but that was very unlikely but even if she did they had to UV lights, the deadman's blood and few other tricks that Eve had stashed away. They were going to be as ready as they were going to be it was time for the Hunter to be the prey.

[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] Eve rolled her eyes at him, laughing none the less at the pain he no doubt endured upon downing the rest of the coffee. Silly male, always wanting to be so damn gung-ho about something without stopping to think of any painful consequence, "Oh if ya wanna be like dat den feel free to dress up in dis outfit and be de one to wiggle your ass at a hungry vampire," The woman dead panned and stood, wiggling her ass in time with her words and downing the rest of her coffee, but the mug in the sink and quickly stalked off behind him, grabbing her keys as she went. Showtime. The woman had put on the best innocent air to her that she possibly could, that coupled with the little shool girl outfit she had been wearing earlier that day had made it so that she managed to get into the club without even having to pay the cover charge. Damn she loved looking this good, even if guys would not stop with the semi-constant wolf whistles, that was starting to get a little annoying, she was trying to work damnit! Instead she flipped her hair and batted her eyes here and there, looking for any sign of a blood sucker and trying to play nice even with the guys that kept making moves at her. Eve had her fingers crossed hoping that both the vamps would be there, that would probably be much too good of luck, but hell a girl could hope. She walked through the crowd and towards the bar, the vamp had said he would meet her there, grey eyes sweeping over where she knew the uv lights had been planted and glancing up to make sure that Bishop was where he was supposed to be. Sure he was a bit far off, but if she got into trouble Eve was sure she could hold whatever it was off long enough for the cavalry would arrive. Her purse had a vial of dead man's blood, there was a syringe full of the stuff taped under the bar stool that from when she had slipped in earlier. Kicking some chick out of the seat without a second thought Eve flashed the bartender a smile, got herself a free drink from the flirting and turned to look out at the crowd. Where the hell was the little son a bitch? Not everyone had forever to fuck around with. Seriously, Eve hated when people weren't on time because her time was important and not to be wasted waiting on someone. She thought she saw some extra pale guy out of the corner of her eye and sat up a little, crossed her legs and twirled a few strands of hair between her fingers, trying to look the part of the sultry innocence that she had been roped into. WORD COUNT: 484 MUSIC: Congregation Of The Damned - Atreyu WEARING: ]Schoolgirl WHERE:Nightclub in the MidWest NOTES: time to kill some twi-hards

[Bishop]

Bishop watched as Eve made her way through the crowd to the bar where she was supposed to meet up with the fanger, but no one other than club goes were heading her way. Bishop was wondering if maybe somehow they got found out and now they were being the ones hunted. Even though this thought did run though Bishop's head it didn't change anything. They still had to hunt the Vampires even if the vampires had known about them or not.

It wasn't until thirty minutes later when Bishop was scanning the crowd once more for the seventh time since Eve sat at the bar. He spotted two guys that fit the profile on the dot. The blonde was in front searching the crowd while the other was talking away to the first one. The one in front seemed to pay his friend no attention what so every. Whatever he was looking for seemed to catch his attention and even from this distance Bishop could see a smile on his face when he spotted Eve at the bar. Bishop smiled for once and let out a held breath he didn't know he was keeping. It seemed lady luck was on their side tonight both vampires were here for them to take, but it seemed Bishop spoke too soon. As Eve's date made his way to Eve the other circled around the club and found someone he liked it seemed. A innocent little thing that seemed to be a want to be Goth No more than fifteen tops still in high school. How she got in this club Bishop didn't know why but her life was in danger and now Bishop had now two targets to watch and two girls to keep his eyes on. It seemed like it was going to be one long night. Bishop turned around and grabbed the nearest drink from a waiter who was heading to a table and downed it. He wasn't sure what was in the glass but it soon hit him like a forest fire in his chest and water in his eyes. He shook off the tears as he headed for the stairs to give himself a better position for which every Vampire acted first.

[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] She sipped a drink, some little crap cosmo with an overly sexual name that looked pretty but didn't have much bite to it and tasted more like fruit juice then anything else. In short it was something that her brother would make fun of her for days on end if he ever caught her drinking. Swirling the martini around a little Eve turned back around from where she had been flirting with the bartender just for the sake of a few free drinks to look around for those damn vamps again. It had already been like what? Half an hour maybe and she'd had at least two or three of these little drinks, it was a good thing they weren't very potent. Evie was starting to get bored and a little anxious, there was no reason that this had to take so damn long in the first place and now they were on the last leg of this hunt she wanted it done. About ready to go dance off some of the adrenaline that had started building and creating the tension she was feeling in her muscles she spotted the blond coming towards her. Wasn't that hard to spot a vampire, he was so fucking pale after all and there was this self important look in those dark eyes, didn't help that he was eying her like a piece of meat. Well more so then any other guy in this place was. But she fought of her first instinct of jumping up and decapitating him right there with whatever was handy, it would be hard to explain to the mass of people in the club. Instead Eve gave him the sweetest coy laced smile she could muster, looking at the vamp almost shyly from under her lashes and crossed one leg over the other casually, bringing a moment of attention to what she felt was some of her best assets, especially in the little skirt she wore, "Ive been waitin' for ya," She purred out, accent thick as she spoke and offered the vampire a seat beside her, smiling at him as he sat down. Shit, she couldn't tell where Bishop had gotten off too, no matter, they had this covered. WORD COUNT: 377 MUSIC: Congregation Of The Damned - Atreyu WEARING: ]Schoolgirl WHERE:Nightclub in the MidWest NOTES: time to kill some twi-hards

[Bishop]

Bishop was making his way cursing under his breath shifting swiftly though the party crowd throwing people out of the way getting shouts and hisses from a few party goes, but Bishop wasn't worried about those pussy foots who wanted to act like vampires. He was hunting down a real life vampire. One that didn't have two pointy, sharp, teeth that spoke in a horrible romaine accent that said, " I want to drin your Blood.", Fuck that Shit these fangers didn't said a word but were stone cold killers that were swifter then a shark in water, and with the row of razor sharp teeth that tore, ripped into they're pray. It wasn't one of the best ways to go out as a meal for a Vampire, and that was what Bishop was trying to prevent for the poor girl that was falling for the big buffy type that had a pair of fangs that she didn't know about, but if Bishop knew what was in store for the two Hunters he would have wanted to stay close to Eve and when Shit hit the fans get out as fast as possible.

After playing caught up and cat and mouse with the Vampire and his date for about five minutes. Bishop found himself down below in a basement level of the Club. It was lighted very poorly with purple lights that Bishop chalked up to be part of the atmosphere for this level of the club, and it didn't help Bishop's nerves any as he moved down the very narrow hallway the walls were painted with a tan, white color but bounced the purple color off just slightly giving it like a glow of purple as well. Bishop heard moans from several doors coming up down the hall way and Bishop moved even more softly but swiftly to scan each very quickly and move on.

For Bishop's luck the first room that he picked and cracked rewarded him with his prize. Bishop was kneeling down making his present as low as possible even though in the room where the two couples were at was dark and only held a couch. He knew that Vampires senses were way passed capibile to seeing in the dark, but lady luck seemed to like Bishop tonight and the vampire he was chasing back was to the door nibbling on his dates neck, at first Bishop was going t¬¬o charge in but the Vampire's date wasn't screaming pain or fear but of pleasure and this was when Lady lucky turned on Bishop. The female that the vampire had picked was another Fanger herself. Bishop watched as she rolled her head back from her mate nibbling and in her excitement her Vampric teeth were showing. As she took a bite out of her own lover and with the release of his moan blood trickled down his neck.

At first Bishop didn't know what to do with this information about the turn of events and what his next actions against the bigger vampire was going to be, but he did know one thing he had to get to Eve and get out of here now. It seemed they had stepped into a larger pile of horse shit then they originally thought. As Bishop was closing the door he felt a present be hide him and then a very swift and supernatural hand reach out to him, Bishop didn't shout, and didn't freak. Eleven years of training under the hands of the immortal Abiel J.Bell kicked in. AS soon as the hand landed and grabbed Bishop by the collar. Bishop pivoted from his low stance with one hand grabbing his Bowie and the other grabbing the intruders hand and bent it with enough force to break an normal man or woman's hand and that small insight gave Bishop even more knowledge about his opponent as he continued with his upward motion and his blade coming free from its hiding place and slicing across the attackers neck with it came a cry and a spray of blood that was more foul and ricked of death as Bishop's other hand that held the beings hand in a wrist lock went for the attackers hair and yanked until the head came off with a sicking, wet snapping and ripping noise. Bishop stood there as the beings eyes looked at him for the last thirty seconds of its life and Bishop could have swear if it still had its vocal cords intact it would have been snarling and hissing at him with no doubt Vampire teeth in tow.

Bishop's heart was pounding in his chest as he stared at the now opened eyed, dead vampire in his hands. The body laid in front in a slump of its own blood that soaked Bishop's boots. Bishop didn't have clue if he stood there for an hour or a few seconds before the noise that his kill didn't go unnoticed and a woman a few doors down opened it and looked down both ways of the narrow hall way and when she spotted Bishop holding the severed head of the fallen Vampire she screamed, which shook Bishop out of his small shock at the moment. He wasn't expecting that a normal, high pitched scream from any one of these rooms. He was expecting hisses and growls as Vampires charged him to avenge their fallen comrade. It seemed there were a few normal Civvi's floating around in this flock of night walkers and as Bishop dropped the head and started to move down the wall. More doors opened and what he expected to hear from a night club full of vampires, Hisses and growls, and the call of the hunt for the Hunter's blood, and Bishop was glad that the loud bass and music of above drowned out the noise of the bottom level, because Bishop wasn't going to have a chance of facing shit load of vampires from two ways from a narrow hallway. His best chances were taken out as many as he could in the narrow hallway as he kept the party moving and prayed to God that he was fast enough when the Narrow hall way gve way to a wider sister Hallway and stairs. That he could make it up those stairs and to Eve before the Vampires made it to him.

[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] This was all but excruciating, vampire or not douche bagitry was something that transcended all cultures and species it seemed. Because damn was this fang all sorts of full of himself, it was all she could do to keep from rolling her eyes every time he opened his mouth. And if she thought she wanted to decapitate him before, god, if droned on any more about his supposed estate on the outskirts of France any more then she really was going to say fuck it to the plan and just go ahead and kill him already because she could not take much more of the self absorbed ass-hattery. Now while she really wanted to yawn, rub her temples at the ever growing headache and kill him, Eve tried keeping up her best face. Smiling and leaning into the vamp she sipped her drink and touched him lightly every now and then on the arm or the leg, laughing and smiling rather coyly up at him from beneath her lashes. Hell she even manged to get a blush going on her cheeks when he commented on the unusual but lovely shade of grey of her eyes. The site of some blood flowing must have gotten the vamp going because he started back in with the flirting twice as hard as he had been going before. Luckily before he tried to move in to kiss her some pretty little thing walked by and got his attention. Now while she couldn't help but roll her eyes at the attention span of males Eve decided to take a moment to look for Bishop, she had lost sight of him right before the fang had started in on his ten minute self absorbed speech about how awesome he was. Really, is that teenage girls were into now and days? Pathetic. Eve felt the mildest string of panic when she realized she couldn't find the other hunter, the woman was sure she could take the fang by herself if she had to, in fact she was more worried about him, she still didn't know if the other vampire was here or not. Shit, the show would have to go on either way though and if she listened to this vamp any longer her head was going to explode. So she leaned in, hand on his arm as she bit her lip and gave him the most innocently coy look she could possibly muster, he seemed to enjoy the more innocent mannerisms, "So 'ow about we 'ead off somewhere quieter? You're so damn interestin' and I wanna be able to hear ya better," Actually she wanted to do the world a favor and shut him up for eternity but there was no way in hell that he could say no to her. When she gave someone that sort of look, they couldn't say no, that was a goddamn proven fact. And that's exactly what happened, he took her hand and started leading her through the club towards a back room or the basement. Eve clutched her purse closer and walked with him when someone came running towards them, "Bishop! What de hell man?" She didn't know what was going on but it probably wasn't any good so her hand was reaching for the syringe full of dead mans blood in her purse already. WORD COUNT: 565 MUSIC: Congregation Of The Damned - Atreyu WEARING: ]Schoolgirl WHERE:Nightclub in the MidWest NOTES: time to kill some twi-hards

[Bishop]

. Bishop had just finished taking down his third vampire before turning the corner where the hallway grew wide again and was running hard and fast toward two people that was coming their way. He clinched his Bowie in his hand that was hidden up his sleeve. It was coated with blood of the undead. The two figures were a bit familiar but when Eve's voice called out to him he knew off the bat. He had only a few seconds before at his speed that he was running at would bring him to them. So he needed to think on his feet fast. So when the first thing came to his mind he went with it,

"Eve Monsters, their everywhere. Th... they have these teeth and.... and." Bishop slowed down and stopped in front of the two. Bishop panted as he bent over panting.


"They're chasing me and I... I just ran." Bishop went on and gaining the vampire's attention to himself. He watched as he stepped in front of Eve with a wicked smile spread across his face. If only he knew what Eve had in store for him in her purse. The vampire took Bishop by the collar of his shirt and pushed him to the wall hard.

"Boy what are you talking about." He looked back to Eve with a smug smirk as he showed off to his date.

“You mean these teeth?" He looked back to Bishop and opened wide showing row beyond row of sharp, shark like teeth. An evil laugh bellowed from his throat as Bishop rolled his eyes and looked to Eve to shut this bastard up already.

[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] Eve blinked as she looked at the boy, quickly checking behind him at his words. Well shit, that meant there had to be more vampires running around then either of the two first imagined or probably planned for. No matter, they were there and had apparently been found out so the most they could hope for was to take out as many of the blood sucking fucks as they could. Here's hoping there wasn't quite so many of them and that they'd still be alive in the next fifteen minutes, why fifteen? It just sounded like a good number to shoot for, fifteen minutes and they could bat out of hell it. She was trying to discreetly motion for Bishop to quiet down, letting her eyes wander to the big idiot vampire that was supposed to be her date for the night. Too late, the vamp had grabbed the kid and slammed him into a wall, did he really think that was going to make her swoon? Jesus Christ she was so tired of his ass, didn't help that he was threatening a fellow hunter in front of her. Yeah that ticked her off even more, Eve had long ago endeavored that if she worked with another hunter she would do whatever it took to keep both their asses out of the fire. Letting out an annoyed sigh Eve shook her head, a dry ridiculously annoyed look on her face as she glanced over at the vampire who was showing his true colors now. Yikes, what an ugly son of a bitch, "I've been waitin' to do dis all fuckin' day," Eve growled out over the sound of his laughter, slamming the dead man's blood filled syringe into the leech's neck and pressing down on the plunger, all but loving the scream the fuck let out, "Got anythin' to cut his 'ead off with?" She didn't have anything in the immediate vicinity to decapitate with and now the woman was on high alert, looking in the direction that Bishop had come running from, ready to take out whoever came next. WORD COUNT: 358 MUSIC: Congregation Of The Damned - Atreyu WEARING: ]Schoolgirl WHERE:Nightclub in the MidWest NOTES: sorry dear, didn't notice you had replied ^^;;

[Bishop]

Bishop wiped out his Bowie that he was hiding up his sleeve when crossing the pair and before Eve could finish her sentence he came down with the Bowie in both hands and cut down onto the Dick faced vampire and the Bowie stopped half way as blood shoot up and out as Bishop tugged the blade away from the neck and came back down with enough force to finish the job.

The Vampire's head rolled away down the hall Bishop just came from. He wiped away some of the blood that splashed upon his face from the dirty work he just finished. He quickly wiped the vampire's blood from his face before tossing the Bowie into his other hand and retrieving the extra Bowie he had hiden for Eve.

"I thought you might need one." Bishop twirled the blade in his hand having the handle facing Eve for her to receive. Bishop's eyes shifted over to the narrow hall way that stood only a few steps away when they heard snarls and hissess from a few of their friends that would join them soon.

" Okay we have a few opinions Eveeie Eve. 1 we could stand and fight these bastards to the last man here. Since his is the only narrow hallway and we have a better chance of killing them off since they have to come two or one at a time, or we find the water supply in this place and place a huge amounts of deadman's blood into the system and pulling the fire alarm. I can see vampires thinking it's a blood good treat from the club open and get a nasty surprise." Bishop quickly explained as he grabbed a few crates from nearby and placed them in the way of the door that the noise of fast approaching vampires were coming from.

"Your choice but I would make it quick." Bishop placed himself a little up close to the door ready for any vampire that was a bit quicker than the others and prepared to take care of them as his partner decided what they would do. Whichever she would pick Bishop would go for it, no matter which one she picked it was going to be a dice roll with fate and death.