((ahhhh, so sorry about the coding fail above. this is what i get for phone tagging))
[Hector's dramatic entrance is ruined by the lurching of the ship throwing everything into chaos. He stumbles too, knees weak with the giddy triumph of his Kraken tearing through Carmilla's ship in the distance. She is still a work in progress, the labor of nearly a year of secret forging, and this is her first trial.
His breath hitches, and comes out in a strangled laugh. He has officially rebelled and now any vampire that doesn't want to kill him on sight for his betrayal is going to hunt him to the ends of the earth, wanting a Kraken of their own, and he is so fucked.]
Shouldn't have touched my dog, you cur....
[His words would probably have more bite behind them if he didn't sound half-hysterical.
His bony devil-bird tears at its target vampire with beak and talons until it drops the hostage dog. Cesar makes a mad scramble towards Hector with his stubby legs.
Carmilla refrains from waxing poetic about the various ways she is going to make Hector pay for destroying her ship. She is, above all else, ruthlessly calculating, and in the middle of a fight is not the time for it. She now has two targets: the Son of Dracula and the Devil Forgemaster. If she can only take one, she will come for the other later.
Right now, Alucard is the one she is entangled with, and the one who will be harder to track should he escape. Hector, the idiot human, she is sure she could find again.
She turns all of her rage and fury to her opponent, testing his strength against hers. She will retreat if she no longer has the advantage, but not a moment before she has to if there is a possibility of victory.
Hector, drained from maintaining concentration on the Kraken, leaves Carmilla to Alucard for now. He is a decent fighter, for a human, but that does not mean he is an equal to either of the two of them without his forged creatures by his side. There are plenty of other foes that he is better matched to face, and he raises his hammer and calls to his bird devil as he moves toward the nearest of them to try to even the playing field a little.]
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[Hector's dramatic entrance is ruined by the lurching of the ship throwing everything into chaos. He stumbles too, knees weak with the giddy triumph of his Kraken tearing through Carmilla's ship in the distance. She is still a work in progress, the labor of nearly a year of secret forging, and this is her first trial.
His breath hitches, and comes out in a strangled laugh. He has officially rebelled and now any vampire that doesn't want to kill him on sight for his betrayal is going to hunt him to the ends of the earth, wanting a Kraken of their own, and he is so fucked.]
Shouldn't have touched my dog, you cur....
[His words would probably have more bite behind them if he didn't sound half-hysterical.
His bony devil-bird tears at its target vampire with beak and talons until it drops the hostage dog. Cesar makes a mad scramble towards Hector with his stubby legs.
Carmilla refrains from waxing poetic about the various ways she is going to make Hector pay for destroying her ship. She is, above all else, ruthlessly calculating, and in the middle of a fight is not the time for it. She now has two targets: the Son of Dracula and the Devil Forgemaster. If she can only take one, she will come for the other later.
Right now, Alucard is the one she is entangled with, and the one who will be harder to track should he escape. Hector, the idiot human, she is sure she could find again.
She turns all of her rage and fury to her opponent, testing his strength against hers. She will retreat if she no longer has the advantage, but not a moment before she has to if there is a possibility of victory.
Hector, drained from maintaining concentration on the Kraken, leaves Carmilla to Alucard for now. He is a decent fighter, for a human, but that does not mean he is an equal to either of the two of them without his forged creatures by his side. There are plenty of other foes that he is better matched to face, and he raises his hammer and calls to his bird devil as he moves toward the nearest of them to try to even the playing field a little.]