"No need to glare at me; I thought he was joking," Lanen grumbled as she stacked one body atop another and put them over her shoulders, grimacing a their helmets cracked against another. Shooters, she thought as she jumped out the same window, manipulating the wind so the two dead men wouldnt crack against each other as they had before. She stood, waiting to follow Chase.

Bran looked at Alex and sat a little ways off to give her some pace. "Some day, huh?" He asked, not knowing how she would take it. 

Chase watched Lanen jump out the window, "Along the edge of the woods should be safest." He pointed to the large oak tree farthest away from them. "Not a dog joke, but I'm going to need you to dig holes. I'm shoveless." He said as he started to walk toward the woods so no one would see him with the bodies.

Alex looked up tears dripped down her face. "Great day." She said wiping them off her face. She slowly got up and looked at the blood around her. "I didn't ask to be like this." She whispered grabbing a cloth from the shelf.

Lanen sighed. "Okay. I'll just turn into a dog and do all the work. No problem." She grinned at Chases back and followed after, feeling slightly self-conscious about her current state, but it was better than roaming around buck naked.

 "Of course you didnt," Bran said, offering a smile. He got up and followed her to the shelf, grabbed a cloth and filled a bucket from a sink in a nearby janitors closet. "Lanen would be best to do the water thing. Im not much of an elemental."

He finally reached the oak tree and he dropped the bodies. "Pretend they're bones." He grinned and laughed.

"What's it like to be so harmless in a sense, I mean your an elf, killing people is not second nature to you or your species." She knelt down and started to scrub the blood up. "Your an elf people don't look at your an run away, I mean little kids know you as the one who knows Santa." She paused and looked up at Bran. "People know me from Dracula, and horror movies, kids look at me and scream."

"Enough with the dog jokes," Lanen growled and placed the bodies down with a sigh. She shifted down and shook her large head before scratching around, looking for a soft spot. She found one and started digging, the dirt soon piling up behind her back legs.

Bran started scrubbing a ways away. "Im not harmless, but I see what you mean." He rinsed the cloth free of the blood and bent again. "I mean, I try not to let people know Im an elf; they'd laugh...like Lanen did when I tried killing her and she found out." He looked up and grinned. "Its just an outward appearance. What matters is whats inside the-pardon-freak." He was referring to himself as well. 

"Good dog." Was all Chase said as he laughed.

"You tried to kill Lanen, why? I killed my last boyfriend so I'm not the one to judge." She rinsed the cloth and went back to scrubbing. "No one would suspect an innocent elf to kill someone, shouldn't you be in green handing out presents and..." She trailed off "Much shorter and uglier." She squinted her eyes and rinsed the cloth again.

Lanen snorted and shook her head, glaring at Chase as she backed away. She looked at the deep hole and nodded, satisfied.

"Someone-probably her dad. He's a vampire-wanted her gone and I was paid to do it," Bran said, shrugging as he rinsed his cloth again. "I wasnt always like this. I used to be a total jerk. Still am sometimes." He grinned and shook his head. "Those are Welstern elves. Im an Eastern. Lan and me both come from Europe."

Chase quickly shoved the bodies in. "Back to you." He nodded to the pile of dirt next to the hole. He was getting a kick out of this.

"See, vampires don't have a good rep." She sighed. "Yea, I'm a real bi.tch sometimes, but you get no where in this world without being one, sometimes." She rinsed the cloth. "So there are different kind of elves? What's the different, besides attitude?"

Humphing, Lanen set to work kicking dirt back into the hole, folding here ears back to avoid the sound. When she was done, she got on top of the mound and got to work camouflaging it, shifting into her anthro form to do so. "I swear. One more dog joke and I'll lick you to death." She blinked and flushed. "Never mind. Forget that."

"But her dad walked out on her family when she was three. He was messed up to begin with." Bran said, nodding at her other statement. "The differences are the attitude and general size-slash-shape. Plus Euro-elves are said to drink a lot." He chuckled and scrubbed at a particularly hard spot.

Chase laughed. "Not much of a threat." He grinned.

Alex got up and looked at the floors which where now clean. "Thats nice to see walking down the street, a drunk elf. What a site to little kids." She turned and smiled at him. "There's only two types of vampires, venomous like me, and non. I just get so much more dangerous." She frowned and looked straight down.

"Shuddup," Lanen grumbled, though she was doing her best not to smile as she brushed her four-fingers hands off. She walked off the mound and sighed. Now what?

Bran laughed. "They think we're just drunk strangers, when we go into a town tavern. Those that dont like the human race prefer home-made moonshine." He smiled a little and shook his head. "But you know how to control it. And you've found a substitute...for the most part." 

Chase smiled, "Don't tell me to shut up." He grinned looking over at her. "Good dog made a nice mound." He chuckled and sighed.

"I thought I knew how to control it until I killed my boyfriend, now I can't put myself to like another guy again." She stopped and laughed. "Which is so hard to do when your surrounded by so many cute guys." She looked down feeling her cheeks become hot. "These floors look some shiny now!" She quickly changed the subject.

Lanen stared at Chase. "I'll kill you. I could, ya know." She snapped her fingers and caught the spark generated by friction.

"Yes indeed. Theyre very shiny. I can almost see my reflection." Bran laughed.

((Dead)) 

Chase shifted into his panther form. Want to test that? He said circling her, his breathing low and hard. His golden eyes don't leaving her sight.

"Yea, it's a pretty hot reflection to." She laughed and turned beet red. "I mean like the floor is so shiny and clear now." She rolled her eyes at herself. Fail. She thought.

(Psst what does he look like he doesn't have a picture)

Lanen grinned. "Hay yeah! Im bored!" Her flames grew until they covered her hands like blxing gloves. She crouched and growled, still grinning.

Bran laughed. "Sure is," He said, watching her blush. Epic fail, he thought back to her. Extreme. 

Chase flinched his tail and let out a growl, Your on! He said launch himself ontop of her, he kept his claws inside so he didn't acutally hurt her. Now what are you going to do.

"Ha ha" She looked at him through her hair which blocked him and her. Wow there Alex, aren't you just hitting it off! She thought to herself. "Just great." She whispered out loud.

(Yes, first have seems very kinky...not meant to be kinky!)

"Knee you in the stomach?" Lanen asked, tilting her head. She thrust her knees into Chases stomach, enough to shove him off, but not hurt him...to bad. 

"What is?" Bran asked, tilting his head. Though he knew what Alex was thinking, he kept his unknowing charade. 

Chase flew in the air and landed on his paws, then shifted back into a human. "Ouch! Violence much!" He laughed getting up.

"Oh nevermind." She said waving him off as she went over to the couch and sat down and pulled a book off the shelf and started to read it. Woooow, way to go Alex. You killed your last boyfriend and is barely hitting it off with an Elf, what happened to yourself.

Lanen laughed. "Did I hurt you?" She sat up and looked up at Chase. "Im sorry if I didnt."

"What are you reading?" Bran asked, sitting beside Alex. He chuckled and leaned back.

((Epic. Phail.)) 

Chased eyes narrowed. "I'm sorry, I would be more violent if you weren't a girl." He grinned politely. "I still follow the men guildlines, ya know."

"Um." She said flipping to the cover. "Urban Legends of the..... Undead." The cover of the book was black with blood and a picture of a set of fangs. Smoooooooooothhhhhh you picked up probably the only book on vampires in the whole commons. Way to go! "The undead, well then." she muttered to herself.