*lays her head against his chest for a few minuets until she finaly can stand the hunger no more. she moves over to the unconcious man...gently lifts him to a sitting position with her left hand on his back and her right hand behind his head. nuzzles his neck for a second before she finaly bites into him tasting the blood flow over her tounge. greedily drains him as she slightly rocks him back and forth, feeling the pure extosy that the blood gives any vampire*

"none for me?no matter I will eat later"*swims up to morty*"thank you for your help sir"

*not really thinking about it, pulls dameons head twords her and places his face near her neck...*

*gently nibbles her neck*"I can't resist..."*without thinking about it he bite into her neck*

OOC: im back :) sorry for being gone so long and my character is a vampire, despite his werewolf appearance (besides, in the white wolf univers, gangriels and werewolfs are the most akin and can actually bear each other...for awhile)

IC:
In the nearby vicinity, on top of a warehouse, Link's run towards the port gradually came to a stop as he saw the explosion. "well I'll be damned...heh...sure made my job a whole lot easier" *Meph flies onto the roof with some freshly killed food and gulps it down contently* Link continued to watch the ship burn and sink and noticed a few human-like shapes struggle on to some floating debris. "hmmh, they'd have to be pretty lucky, or inhuman to survive that catastrophe..." A recently familiar scent begins to drift his way and his eyes widen. Link dashes towards a poorly-lit area near the water's edge, waiting to see whom the odor belonged to.

OOC: Welcome back darktoaster

*the group of them slowly drifts into the port. by this time fabelle has fallen back asleep against dameon*

*holding Fabelle tight he turns to Morty*Its nice to meet you Sir. what you going to england for may I ask?

OOC: Sorry for being out for a few days. My airport was on the fritz.
"I'm heading there to look for a way to get back to the States. The name's Morty, by the way. You may want to plug your nose once I start to dry up. To put it lightly, it's not a nice smell."
Morty set up an impromptu tent to protect them from the oncoming sun. "I take it that you two are somewhat of an item?"

"I'm used to nasty smells and I will just get used to yours I guess."*looks down at the sleeping Fabelle*"yes we are an item morty,a new one at that".*notices how soaked everyone is*"Nice tent!We should get inside and leave our....well hers and any you have on to dry or we are all going to be very uncomfterble tommorrow"*brings Fabelle inside the tent and lays her down*<if I leave her clothes on she will be very uncomfterble tomorrow but she probly won't like waking up with nothing on while sharing a tent with me and morty>"Well you get undressed and I will risk getting her undressed and just hope she dosn't get to cross."


OOC: I'm bieng practicol don't kill me :eek: and nice to see you back maetloaff.