Birth Into Unlife

[Raphael le Boursier]

Rapheal walked down the streets of Orleans. A night like any other. A cigerete in his mouth as he walked, his two lugers at his sides under the black shirt that's tail blew aimlessly in the wind. His footsteps echoed through the night as he came near an overpass. The sound of wind blowing off the cars as they sped over head almost drowned out the young man as his thoughts brought him into his own world. Tonight, was like any other night, he was on a hunt, a hunt for vengence, and hunt, for redemtion...

He leaned agianst a support for the overpass as he took a long drag from his cigerete. Blowing out smoke he simply sighed, Where were they? Their normal rally point was here... So why was it that this place was empty... Had someone already came and wiped them out? A rival gang perhaps? He didn't care, however, as he took yet another hit from his cigerete, the smoke escaped his mouth as one word came to mind...

"d**n..."

[Tatiana Veil]

Tanya yawned boredly, walking the streets of New Orleans. She almost regretted not going Elysium. Almost. But she was sick of seeing the same faces over and over again and she really didn't think she had anything to tell the others. Tatiana was bored and weary, and those feeling hung around her like a heavy cloud.

So here she was in among the humans, the night life thundering along with music, strong scent of alcohol and cigarettes. Tnaya inhaled deeply, even though Vampires didn't really have to breathe. She liked it, liked the smell and sounds of pubs and bars crowded with humans. It was so much more pleasant than the serene, almighty silence of the Elysium. The colours that swirled and changed. Mind-blowing. She had almost forgotten what it was like to see and feel it. People came and went in large or small groups, rarely alone. But there was one alone, but perhaps not lonely figure painting itself in the midnight air. She smirked, but kept the distance.

[Raphael le Boursier]

Rapheal still leaned agianst the support for the overpass. This was getting bullnuts, he had been here three nights already and each night had the same result. He sighed tossing away the bud of his cigerete. Pulling out and opening his pack only reveled his last cigerete, his "Lucky" so to say. Lighting it up and taking a hit from it he sighed.

"Looks like I need money"

Rapheal began walking back into the bussling area. His cigerete in his mouth as he took a hit, Tabacco cerested every fiber of his lungs as he slowly blew out the remaining smoke. Noticing a woman standing alone he chuckled. Not a very good Idea... he thought, his hands in his pockets as he grew closer to her. With a swift "Bump" into her he quickly turned around.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

As Raph turned and started to walk he noticed his lugers missing. He quickly whipped bacl around with the cig still in his mouth.

"Hey! You have somethings of mine!"

[Tatiana Veil]

Tatiana laughed openly, a righ and liquid sound. To think he was close to pick-pocketing her. She grinned inwardly...old habit never go away, do they?

"Oh really?" she said faining an innocent smile, the guns vanishing very quickly behing her coat. She wouldn't have done it in such an obious manner, but she wasn't meaning it at all. "I don't believe so. How am I to be sure that they were your in first place? Perhaps I should play Robin Hood and give them back to their rightful owner" she said with a somewhat sneering smile. "What are you doing here, all by yourself? aren't you afraid that...something may happen?"

[Raphael le Boursier]

"Those guns are mine..."

He relpied coldly. This woman was already getting on his nerves. She was just so navie. He out stretched his hand as if to juesture her to give back what she took. As he took yet another hit of his cigerete his voice replied ever so coldly.

"I want them back..."

He ignored the woman's rambling simply holding his hand out as his face grew emotionless. fustration boiling inside of him he tried to keep it down as his words grew in bitterness.

"Don't make me repeat myself..."

[Tatiana Veil]

"I don't give back things I take" she stated airily, not looking at him. "My personal quirk from old times"
She shrugged as though it was nothing special, like an old habit like smoking or having too much liquor now and again.
She wrapped herself tighter in her velvety coat even though she didn't really feel the cold and started going in the opposite direction.
"They won't be much use to you anyway" she said, glancing at him briefly over her shoulder. "Plus you need some good tips when it comes to stealing, boy. You're not worth a d**n"