OOC: "He'll crush anything that walks."

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OOC: Well, he sure sounds like a nice guy. LOL.
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Jasmine Brogan was by no means an easy girl for vampires to pray on. She might have been physically weak in her human form, but when she used her ability to shapeshift into something else (usually something deadly, or at least something that could make a quick getaway) it was very difficult for potential attackers to land a hit on her. Another thing was that vampires rarely ever got within 6 metres of the girl without suffering some sort of injury. Jasmine knew about the condition of her blood; known as 'white blood', the trait was remarkably rare, and had the effect of almost instantly healing any sickness or injury that Jasmine (or anyone who consumed the blood) sustained, but had a terrible side-effect; the scent of the blood was irresistable for vampires, and was also addictive to them once first tasted. It was for that exact reason that Jasmine was running as fast as she could (still in human form) through the woods...moments before, she had sustained a cut to the side of her neck when she was traversing some rather tangled forest thorn-plants, and even though only a single drop of blood had managed to escape the wound before it sealed itself up, Jasmine knew that if a vampire was in the vicinity, one drop was enough to give her presence away.

She ran as fast as she could, wanting to avoid shapeshifting unless it became absolutely necessary. Unfortunately for her, there was a vampire in the area, and he HAD detected the scent of her blood. Drake 'D' Shadow wasn't particularly hungry, but when he caught the scent of blood...immediately his attention was caught, for he had never smelt anythign quite so irresistable. He licked his lips at the scent and turned in the direction from which it had come from.

"Midnight snack, anyone?" D said, seemingly to himself, with a slight laugh. He started to walk, because he knew that if the prey, whatever that may turn out to be, was bleeding then he would catch up eventually. He could turn to his speed if need be.

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BIC:
'She's late,' he thought bitterly, looking down at his cellphone, 'thirty minutes late.'
For every five minutes that passed, it became routine for Theodore to take his cellphone out of his pocket just to check the time, as if expecting the girl to show up at any second (or at least call about her absence, since she didn't seem to reply to any of his missed calls). Here he was, loitering out on the sidewalk by a cafe and glaring at anybody who even dared to look at him.  All that he asked of Evelyn was to meet him here to talk, maybe grab a drink of coffee while they discussed his brother. Was that too much to ask for? Apparently so.
Theodore shoved his hands in his coat pockets, along with his phone. He had a feeling of where she could be. Although it wasn't too much of a deal that she had stood him up, he still felt kind of responsible over her and what she did. The anger that he had just felt moments before dissipated, and Theodore took another glance at the cafe before heading across the street. The other side of the road held the beginning of a tree line, a place that he knew very well. He smiled and ran a hand through his hair at past thoughts, disappearing behind a few trees as he tried to recall the place Evelyn might be at.
And he found her alright, deep in the woods as she churned the dirt from the ground and planted another flower. As pointless as Theodore thought the gesture was, especially in a place no one would really be able to see, he said nothing about the little garden. Instead, simply deciding to shout out to her and walk over. Evelyn stopped what she was doing and whipped her head over to Theodore, momentarily confused as to who was there before recognizing him and suddenly frowning.
"Yo dude, you had me standing at the cafe for freaking hours, what in the world was-"
"Theodore," she interrupted, removing her gardening gloves from her hands as she stood and began to walk towards him.
She stared at the wolf man oddly and was about to start speaking again until something very near caught her sight, another girl running for what seemed like her life. Evelyn didn't know what she was doing after that: she flung her gloves down and sprinted a few feet to the right to grab a hold of the girl's arm, hoping to stop her or at least slow her down.
"Hey! What's wrong? Is someone chasing you?"
Theodore followed closely after her, losing interest in bickering at Evelyn with the abrupt change of events.

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Jasmine was stopped when someone grabbed hold of her arm. Normally, being of the short temper that she was, Jasmine would have turned to them and either yelled at them to back off or slap them in the face. But they seemed at least a little concerned for her...she thought it polite to give some reply that wasn't one to offend them.

"There's bound to be vampires on my trail by now...I was bleeding a minute ago and I'm sure vampires must have caught the scent." she said. "That's why I was running...don't want to be bitten by any vampires. My blood is, uh...unusually tantilising for them." Jasmine sighed a little after saying that last comment. Sure enough, her blood had remarkable healing properties for her or anyone who consumed it, but it was also addictive once first tasted by them. How could such a gift become such a curse?

Meanwhile, D was still on the trail of the blood he had smelt just a short while ago. But now he heard something that also drew his attention...the sound of some sort of struggle nearby. Was it worth his attention? Was it worth him coming off the trail of that delicious smell of blood? Once again, curiosity got the better of the rich vampire and he decided to investigate the sound of the brief struggle he had heard.

Jasmine, too, heard the sound of the struggle from where she was, or at least, that was what it sounded like to her. She glanced at the person who had stopped her and turned back towards the noise.

"Oh heck...that's got to be vampires..." Jasmine muttered, sounding more frustrated than scared.

She immediately let go of Jasmine's arm when the girl turned her head towards her, sensing a disturbance that leaked off of her. Evelyn narrowed her thin eyebrows as she listened to her speak, rushed and in a hurry. She soaked in every word and tried to make sense of the situation before her: vampires. Normally, someone of another stature might have thought of this strange girl as foolish, unrealistic, and maybe even crazy, but Evelyn herself had had her fair share of problems with the supernatural. Of course, she wasn't too average, either.
Jasmine's story seemed to have the opposite affect on Theodore, who couldn't help but cackle and shake his head. "Unusual blood? Vampires?"
Evelyn narrowed her eyes in quiet disdain as she turned around to glare at the young man, just a small signal to let him know how much of an oaf he really was.
"You have no room to talk. Just because you've never seen them doesn't mean they don't exist, okay?" she explained, hoping to make some sort of point with him, "besides, you turn into a wolf. Hardly realistic at all, hm?"
Theodore's eyes widened for a split second before he narrowed them and sent his own glare back at her. "Why would you say that in front of a stranger?" he asked loudly, pointing in Jasmine's direction.
"Shh!" Evelyn took note of what Jasmine heard and looked in the direction of the trees as well, a small rush of fear coming to her as she imagined who could be out in the woods with them.
"Theo, I'm going to check it out, stay with her," she whispered, pointing over to Jasmine before slowly slinking through the trees where she assumed the noise was coming from just a minute ago.
Theodore look at her retreating form with a "are you really being serious?" sort of face, before rolling his eyes.
"Okay, okay, it was probably just an animal, anyway," he mumbled, but Evelyn wasn't listening. Instead, he turned his attention on Jasmine. "Think we should actually stand around and wait for her or do you want to take off again? I'm sure you'll be fine, with your weird blood or whatever." he paused in his speaking, eyebrows knitted together as if it took too much energy for him to think properly. Jasmine's reactions and emotions that she showed seemed to be too realistic for her to be lying, "Wait, are you even being serious about what you said?"

Jasmine nodded as the girl who had stopped her went to go check out the source of the noise, though needless to say she was far less than thrilled to be left with the other figure, a young man who could apparently turn into a wolf and who had a rather annoying personality. Well, Jasmine wasn't about to play nice for much longer; if he annoyed her any more then, by golly, he'd know about it!

Which meant, of course, when he said 'weird blood', referring to Jasmine, her temper very nearly snapped right then and there. But she just about managed to restrain herself when the stranger asked if she was being serious. Jasmine nodded.

"Yes, I'm being serious. You might not think it's true, but the vampires are real and probably on my trail." she said. "It's true. You wanna hear something else that's true but you probably won't believe? Well, I'm a shapeshifter. I can transform into pretty much anything I want...wolves included. But not people." She paused a moment, feeling slightly smug but this did not register on her face. Until the slightest of grins began to play at Jasmine's lips.

"Don't believe me, hmmmmmm? Then I'll just have to convince you otherwise." she said. She then proceeded to transform into a Maned Wolf, then a cobra of some kind, then a hummingbird and back to human form again.

"There...that should be enough proof for you that I'm a shapeshifter...and if shapeshifters are real then surely vampires could be too, am I right?" she said. "And I think it's about time I stopped running...ha, if any vampire comes after me then I don't want to go down without a fight!"

Meanwhile, when D was struck by the stranger, he merely had time to yell out a cry of pain and stumble backwards. For a second or two he couldn't breathe, but then he recovered his breath and slowly got up, looking around. He had caught a brief glimpse of his attacker though he had not seen them for long enough to tell who they were.

"That was...painful..." D muttered to himself, before looking around. He couldn't see the stranger now, either. Then he chuckled a little to himself.

"All this chaos...is making me hungry..." he muttered, though he did not start walking yet, instead trying to work out where his intended target had gone.