Blade I I Mentions: Nyx

Blade was surprised when she hit him, it stunned him for a slight moment. He watched her get defensive again and he rolled his eyes. He stepped once again towards her, his hands forming into fists to match her own. He looked around on the porch, wanting to grab something to slam into her head, he wanted to knock her out.

"I don't want to hurt your child, but I will if you keep standing in the way." He said coldly, eyes not matching his tone. "I've killed many, left some spared. I won't make acceptions on that list for a horrible bitch like you. You'll never be a good mother, so I'll just made sure the child gets a good one, instead of you." He said, hinting into his painful thoughts of never having been loved by his unknown parents. "So you're coming with me, concious or not."

Nyx || Mentions: Blade

Nyx took a step back when Blade took a step towards her, and she flinch, her muscles tensing tighter when he continued to call her a horrid mother. No, she wouldn't let him get to her. He was just some punk off the street of hell, she's battled worse..maybe. She listened to him, and scoffed, "What. You have some mommy issues?" She growled, taking another few steps back, there was no way in hell she was going anywhere with him. She looked around, looking for a place where she could run to, behind and fly out of there, but unfortunately there was no where. "So you're coming with me, concious or not." Nyx scoffed, "There is no where in this goddamn world where I would go with you. Demented freak." She probaly shouldn't have said that, and she looked around, and saw a building just across the street, that had a fenced in backyard.

Nyx sighed, and uncoiled her fists, and tucked them into her pockets. "You know, I have had plenty of fun with you. Buuut, you know, life, heh, so, I will catch you later." She waved and began walking sideways smiling, "Hopefully never," she whispered to herself before she twirled around jogging towards the house, rapidly looking back at Blade. Damn, without my huge stomach, I can jog alot faster. She shrugged heading for the fence.

Dakota || Mentions: Levushka, Litch

Dakota sighed, "Well, I do have to say," she pointed, "that was sort of freaky I suppose.." she mumbled at the end and thought. "Fine, how about, we follow it, not too closely obviously and wait for him to calm down his, erm, lichy thing, then we can talk to him. By 'we' I mainly mean 'you,'" she added with a slight smile, and looked out to lich. "But you are probably right, if they can hurt you, then can most certainly kill me easily." She shrugged her shoulders, "Oh well I guess."

Blade I I Mentions: Nyx

Blade watched her start to jog away, eyebrows raised. He looked around and noticed a stick in the yard. He trotted to go get it. He picked it up and grinned sickeningly. He started to run after the woman, once he was close enough he yelled a command at her, using some of his last energy for his persuasion.

"Hey, stop right there." He said, wanting the woman to stop right there. He walked straight upto here, clutching the stick that he was about to use to knock out the woman in front of of him. He glared at her, roughly grabbing her hair with one hand. "Listen here, you're going with me. And if you still wont go, I'll beat you over the head with this stick, or my bare hands until you're dead. Then I'll cut out your child from you and leave your cold dead body on the proch so your loved ones can feel the same pain you did when I started to kill you." He said, looking into her eyes while still keeping ahold of her hair.

Levushka snorts, "You're more determined to speak with him than me. Careful, Dakota." He locks eyes with her, "The way you're acting makes it seems you're into undead dudes." Lev raises a brow, "It's making me rather jealous. I'm your fake boyfriend, and you're giving the dead dude more attention." Humor lacing his words, placing a hand on Dakota's shoulders, escorting her back to the store. "Dakota having a crush on a lich. You're taste in men is weird." He chuckles, the presence of dread filling his mind and soul.

Blade I I Mentions: Nyx

Blade let go of her hair when she finally relented to him and achnologed his superiority over her. He didn't like her pestering questions, they got to him and he didn't like that. His eye twitched slightly, but he decided to answer the pestering question.

"Want to know why I chose you? Becuase I have never decieved another Experimental, and I'm enjoying it more than a regular human. I'll enjoy making you suffer even more because of it." He said, grin spreading across his face. He suddenly punched her across her face, connecting right with her cheekbone. "That was for earlier." He said, enjoying hitting her back. He grabbed her wrist again, turning her arm so her palm faced the ground. He pulled a knife out of his pocket and gently slid the tip across the back of her wrist. It wasn't a deep cut, he just wanted some of her blood to coat the tip. When he was satisfied with the slight blood at the edge of the blade he realeased her wrist and reached into his pocket to grab a cloth to hold to the cut along her wrist. He dropped the knife on the ground and looked back at the woman. "Now, please follow me." He added the word "please" as it was a way for him not to engage his powers. He needed to save his persuasion energy for later if she got difficult. He started walking, towards an old abandoned warehouse in the distance.

Blade I I Mentions: Nyx

Blade walked in silence for awhile, hearing the woman's footsteps trail behind him. He was being very gracious with her, usually his victims would be knocked out and he'd carry them in his arms, but this time he was letting her walk, conscious. He wondered about her, if she had a partner, if the father of her child was in the picture. Not that he cared, fathers were horrible. He didn't know his father, but he had heard some rumors about a bastard who was a horrible father. Which made him despise fathers.
"How far along are you?" He suddenly asked the woman, opening a door to the warehouse with a key. He held it open for her to walk in, making sure she was going to go in. His dangerous eyes studied her. She had her arms defensively over her stomach, interesting change from how she was before. He made sure to make a note of that. "Boy or girl child?" He continued to ask, mostly ignoring her existence. He only cared about the child, the woman was a disposable piece of crap.