Gathering of the Bloodsuckers [Open to Desmodus!]

[evie]

Just as Voldemort held meetings for his Death Eater's, which Evangeline and the Desmodus did attend, Evangeline herself held meetings for just the Desmodus - the vampires, werewolves, and other supernatural and dark creatures that served the Dark Lord. At such meetings, whatever orders or news she got from the Dark Lord, she passed onto those under her - and usually, they all went out for a feeding, or had a meal brought to them...

Tonight, Evangeline had a meal prepared for her guests. The night before, she had ventured into the Muggle world for a feeding, and had come across a children's school bus that had crashed. The Muggle authorities had probably been on their way - but when they arrived... They would simply find an empty bus. Evangeline had taken the passengers - the driver, the children, and the two teachers alike - back to her home, where they were now awaiting to become vampire food in her dungeon.

She had informed her fellow Desmodus of this meeting about a week before, and now, she simply had to wait for them to come. She sat in the main room of her home - a Victorian style lobby, with various couches, tables, chairs, and the like. There was a stench of blood drifting through the room, coming from a door that was padlocked, jinxed and charmed - the dungeon, of course. It was hidden behind a dark red curtain, though, and could hardly been seen to anyone that wasn't looking. If one listened closely, they might hear a few muffld screams and cries for help from down there, but other than that... It was silent.

Evangeline sat in a large, luxuirious, velvet chair at the front of the room - drumming dark red fingernails on the arm of the chair. She was hungry, and wanted to get this meeting over with already so they could eat. A dark corset, patterned with red flowers, hugged her waist - the rest of her dress was black silk, a slit down the side coming to about her thigh. She as never known to be modest, but honestly, what vampire was? Icy blue eyes stared ahead of her, though they occasionaly flitted over to the curtain that hid the door to the dungeon... Where she knew there was food waiting. If no one arrived soon, she was going to have to have a snack.

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[incubus]

Autumn sighed as he remembered he had a meeting and hissed. He sighed and ran a and through his hair and looked at his nails which he promised not to cut. He sat down on his red and black Victorian styled chair and looked at himself in the mirror. Pulling his hair into a graceful down ponytail and pulling out the eyeliner you used for.. special occasions, Sure he was starving but that didn't mean he couldn't look good, It was red and he did a small outline around his eyes followed by a larger black one, he smiled his fangs already showing.

He looked at his normal hunting outfit, though his was more sexual than most since he needed to feed both of his creature forms. Tight black leather pants that stuck to him, easier to make people look at him. He never wore a shirt on hunting occasions since blood ruined all his good shirts, he pouted at the thought. He was allowed to emotional by himself. He wore a long black satin cape which on the inside was green. He sighed accio'ing his knee-high stilettos though he wouldn't dare hunt with those, he hunts barefoot, he wears them on meetings.

He looked in the mirror turning it around he heard the mirror whistle and say "darling you look amazing, as always on these hunt of yours!." He smiled and said his appreciation before apparating to Evangeline was, she was the only female he could handle. He walked into the door bowing lowly and said "Hello love~" In a teasing tone, since he Incubus and gay he was allowed to be flamboyant. He trailed his eyes and upper half of his body slowly up and walked forward, schooling his face into it's usual emotionless mask,. He waited for the others to arrive not knowing what will happen but hoping it would be done before all the sexy males went to bed he could use the 'food'.'

[windy]

Alex had apparated here, she knew she wasn't a vampire. What did she care? She was going to pay for intruding.
Her hood wasn't pulled up, but she was skilled at hiding, and magic. She moved torwards one of the shadows quickly, and hopefully before anyone saw. Alex had a invisiblility cloak in hand. And she put it on, very quickly. She was risking her neck, and her life, just for even stepping in the room. And she was obviously frightened. She had her wand in hand though.
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[veela]

Sarah jolted from her book and looked at the time. Oh! Bolting up she grabbed a nice dress and changed quickly. After warning her animals to be good, or she would put them on her dinner menu, she left for the meeting. She was extremely hungry, for she had read for 6 hours straight without eating and had no blood that day. She apparated there, without much fuss. She could smell the blood from here and it made her fangs grow. Mmmm when was the last time she had children, virgin, blood? she couldn't remember. It was hard to get these days. Fixing her dress she walked in almost drooling at the smell.

She hoped she wasn't late, she had been so into the book. Nodding hello to some other people there she walked into the main room. There was little there, meaning she was not late. Seeing the leader there she walked up to her. She curtsied to her and kept her head down at all time to respect her.
"Hello." She said politely. She was never much for parties, growing up in a small town, but she grew to enjoy some. If not for the food then for the eye candy. There was none there at the time but she knew, or hoped there would. Waiting to be told to leave, for it was rude to walk away after saying hello to someone. She looked from the top of her eyes at the leader. Sarah had never met her before.
(sorry i could only do 250)

[Sicily Bantum]

A groan split the air. Of all stupid days to call a meeting, this one topped the charts. Stupid Desmodus leader, just had to call a meeting the day after a huge astronomy test that Sicily had taken over a hundred times. She could take the stupid exam in her sleep, but the fact that she had to stay up so late to take it got under her skin. And when your skin is harder than diamond, that's a tough feat. Nonetheless, the raven-haired immortal pushed herself off the wall she'd been leaning against and strode to the window. A small click signified that it was unlocked. No bodies littered the grounds, so without warning, she launched herself out the window in a neat swan dive, using a Hovering Charm to slow her fall. She then took off at a loping run to the gate. Why wouldn't let them just disapparate inside school grounds. It's not like they were going to get attacked at the most occupied wizarding building in London.

She reached the building and didn't pause before turning on her heel and being enveloped in darkness.

Upon arriving at Crowe Manor, Sicily tripped over her Converse, toppling into the wall of the building. Great, let's add to this already miserable night. She walked inside the building, scowling, and made her way to the lobby. Most of her fellow vampires were waiting, but she wasn't the last to arrive. That slob Dmitri hadn't show up yet. Maybe she should've waited for him before coming. Pfft, yeah right. His loss, his punishment if he didn't show his face. She made her way over to the nearest piece of furniture, a chair with a pleasant look about it, and lounged about in it, her pale, skinny legs hanging over the edge, rocking back and forth.

"When is this thing gonna start exactly?" she asked in a lazy drawl, massaging her temples. She was bored, annoyed, and tired, though the latter came with students running up and down the halls of a school, shouting and yammering like a bunch of warblers. And Sicily was mad enough to try even Evangeline's patience, should the need arise.

[asher]

Asher appeared on the grounds of Evangeline's home in mid-stride, never missing a beat as he continued to move forward, a bit angry with himself for being as late as he was. The black suit he wore was a bit scuffed, and as he moved the large man fixed the crimson silk tie that went along with it. Just by looking at Asher, one would be able to tell he'd had a nice little fight, especially if Evangeline looked at him. Of course, the vampire would probably go off at anyone who looked with even the slightest of weird looks. It had been quite the interesting run-in with a few slayers, and of course his old friend Eric Brooks. Damned man had been hunting Asher for ages now, and with both being vampires they were far too evenly matched for either to gain much advantage. Eric had managed a scrape across Asher's cheek with a stake meant for his heart, and Asher had delivered quite a few blows himself before managing to make his way to Evangeline's meeting.

Taking a breath to calm himself, the mountain of a man moved into Evangeline's home, already having permission from the invitation. He could smell the blood from his position, and although his fangs had barely retreated they were out once more. Evangeline always knew how to cheer him up from a bad mood. He smirked, his shoes tapping against the floor as he moved towards the group that was starting to form. Giving a small nod to Evangeline, he stationed himself by one of the windows, gazing out as he waited for her to begin the meeting.

"It will start whenever Evangeline wants it to, I'm sure." He smirked once more, more to himself this time. Really, you would think vampires would have a better sense of patience, what with the living forever bit that went along with their race. Crossing his arms over his chest, Asher surveyed the room, still calming himself down from the fight.

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[Kyraina Smith]

Her eyes closed for a moment as she sniffed the air. It was full of beautiful blood around her in her london home, but god she hated it for it made her thirst so often. Pulling on black leather boots and a short short skirt along with a black tight belly shirt to show off her seemingly young body Kyraina laughed lightly, "I know I can't get anyone to really look at me, but I must always look my best for the men..." She then blew a kiss at herself and put her hair down in front of her left eye so it hid her lust for the most part. She needed blood and she need it soon.

Licking her lips as she finished getting herself around she left her apartment and went into the street. Finding a dark alley she smiled and apparated out of the alley and into the manor, "Good evening Mistress... one of your most loyal of followers has arrived... though it seems..." Looks around and smiles," I may have arrived a bit late please excuse my lateness."

She then looked around again and noticed the young ones around her and smiled, "How is everyone tonight? And yes young one things will begin when the mistress Evangeline says..."

[Sicily Bantum]

Her eyes rolled upward, disappearing behind dark lashes. Her head tilted back until eyes rested on the face of fellow vampire, Asher. Her upper lip curled back in a sneer, a look of pure disdain shot at him. "Ha ha, so funny I forgot to keep laughing. Shut up, Cavill," she hissed, eyes flickering to a bloodthirsty scarlet for a moment, before she resumed lounging.

The little lobby was almost comical with its fancy decor. It mad the vampiress sick. She would've been happy with a small, quaint room full of humans, much like those screaming for mercy below them, with a large window that let the moonlight filter in at night. Of course that would pose a problem during the day. No different than an average day at that God forsaken school. If Hell existed, it was that school. So many mortal students, waling by, flaunting the lives they still lived, their beating hearts, like show dogs. It made her gag. It also made her hungry.

So lost among her thoughts, the searing of her dry throat, Sicily almost missed another woman's comment. She jerked up and twisted in her chair to face the girl, fangs bared and accented by murderous crimson eyes. "Bitch, I'm over two hundred years old. I'm far from young." Her voice dripped acid, and her eyes were vicious slits. She was angry. You'd be too if you were stuck as a sixth year for the remainder of eternity.

[windy]

More bloodsuckers had arrived. As Alexander herself had found out, vampires had a scent. And at the moment, it was nearly intoxicating, well, at least she thought so. She didn't dare move. This was dangerous. Luckily, no one noticed her yet. Just in case, her breaths were intentionally shallow. Alex brought her knees up, to hug them to her chest, and she got hit in the eye by one of them."Ow!" She hissed, but it was more of a nearly silent whisper. If she was caught, it could be very bad for her. Alex listened to the conversations, soon finding it hard to listen to one, without straying to another. She had soon realized it was getting hot, and she couldn't stand how stuffy it was. She'd tough it up, because she wasn't going to reveal herself. It wasn't a good idea. And she wasn't even supposed to be doing this any way. But she did it. Alexander yawned into her hand, but she wasn't sure that kept the sound from escaping out.



[unfinished but you can post]