<div class="floatleft">(http://oi49.tinypic.com/dpwt95.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rae<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Vampire<br/><strong>Summary:</strong>Real mad.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Heading towards<br/>fucktown.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Todd<br/><hr/>She looked over at Todd with a slightly nod,<strong>"I'm fine with running. You'll really be the one out of the two of us who would feel it."</strong>Being undead and all, breathing was more of a habit than an essential need. Technically, she didn't need to. All she really needed was blood to live. Her eyebrows did lift however at the mention of the Suvolte's nest, though. She may not be with more street-smart vampire, but she wasn't retarded by any means. She gave a shake of her head, suddenly twenty-times more pissed at River. He really brought the Helka Princess AND the slayer to a Suvolte breeding ground?! Ooh, She was going to hurt him. Even if he blinked those puppy dog eyes at her.<strong>"What a fucking idiot!"</strong>She sighed, her jaw tensing at she tried not to take her anger out on a tree stump.<br/><br/>She picked up her pace to a brisk walk, not a jog just yet, but a pace an ordinary human may find uncomfortable over a period of time.<strong>"Well, I don't want you doing any self-sacrificing shit, ok? When we get there, we get them, and we leave."</strong>It was meant to be more of a request than an order. The simple fact was she wanted as little blood on her hands as possible. Granted, if the group River took with him were to die, it would be mostly his fault; but Rae still let this little field trip happen. And well, if Rae were to let Todd die, the rangers would be down one more person. Not that they couldn't recruit a couple more people, but she knew River was pretty high up, and she had been recommended to go to Todd. On top of that, Cortez wouldn't be very happy with her, seeing as her judgement was some what a reflection of his.<br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://thejohncarterfiles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Dejah-Thoris-Warrior-.jpg)</div><div class="floatright"><strong>Name:</strong> Anyala<br/><strong>Species:</strong> Helka<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of Al'Mar<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Pondering<br/><strong>Tagged</strong> Amilcar, Keiran</div><hr/>Anyala settled beside Amilcar, Shred pushing forward to be next to her. She glanced over at the pale man beside her, then up to the tree where Keiran perched. This all seemed too easy. They only really had met one obstacle, and that was taken care of. Perhaps this place wasn't as infested at River had said? There were clear signs that Suvolte demons were present, but there wasn't so much as a sound outside. The musk was effective, but it was still... too quiet.<br/><br/><strong>"How old are you?"</strong>She asked Amilcar suddenly, breaking her own thoughts. She looked over at him, her eyebrows raised some in curiousity. He seemed - and spoke - like he had some years on him. Not to mention, magic of that magnitude wasn't something you learned overnight. Just like with any skill, it had to be learned and practiced, and she had never seen anyone make a fire ball. She hadn't met very many witches, however.