The After Christmas Massacre [Jaren]

[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 479 ( TAGGED ) JAREN ( STATUS ) COMPLETE It was a little after one PM when all the good little boys and girls would be in bed. Sienna had scouted an area where she could make a little trouble where the authorities would care. Had she caused trouble in the trouble area, no one would care. But if she caused trouble in the area where people would care... The Master would have a flame under his arse. He had recently taken on a third thus gaining more power. So the only thing Sienna could do until she found the Master and killed him was to cause as much trouble as she could! Sienna was walking the lone streets where restaurants had closed from selling everything they could possibly sell. She was wearing a short black dress and millions of dollars worth of diamonds around her neck. Her rings were littered with diamonds, each ring worth more then the next. Her bracelet was full of precision pearls with the centerpiece diamonds worth more then most of the restaurants and their wine cabinets combined! Her shoes and handbag screamed designer. There were two men in front of her smoking, as Sienna walked past she made sure to clutch her diamond necklace to be sure the men saw how much it was worth. Even those that weren't criminals would try and rob her. It was like leaving a BMW alone, unlocked with the car keys inside. She could hear the two sets of footprints walk behind her, yet at a distance. Sienna slowed her walk, her handbag full of thousands of dollars in cold hard cash - hundreds. "Hey, stop right there pretty lady. Looks to me like it's not safe and you could use an armed escort - for a price." Sienna stopped and tried not to smile. She could smell the glean of knives freshly polished. They even had a hint of blood. She had already disposed of seventeen businessmen - hidden them in trash bins at their place of business - fresh blood and vampire marks was what they had. There were eight house wives going to pick up odds and ends to finish a meal - those were in the boot of their cars - full of blood and marks. There were nine children above their mothers also in the boot of the car. Nothing about them being children spared them. Three joggers hidden behind bushes on a running trail. So far she had killed thirty-seven people in a manner of hours. The indigent homeless were spared from her wrath. Not because Sienna cared for any homeless but because no one would care. She was showing these people who might rally against the Master that there was a vampire killing ordinary people like them. Usually deaths were of homeless, prostitutes and people no one cared about. "Oh?" she asked with a sly smile. "How much do you charge?" OOC - OUTFIT okay i have joned this!

[jaren]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, width:250px; padding:30px; background:#000000; -moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 15px #999999; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 15px #999999; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 15px #999999; -o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 15px #999999; -icab-box-shadow: 2px 2px 15px #999999; -khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 15px #999999;] jaren anderson   Jaren had been up all hours, he was a daywalker so he never really needed to go back in and for some reason, sleep was alluding him so, Jaren decided to stalk the city, smelling blood as he wandered the streets of the downtown area. A cigarette was pressed to his lips, he had half-lit it because he didn't want the smell of blood making him crave and because he really needed a smoke, to say that the vampire was somewhat addicted to the smoke would be a lie, he tended to go through them like clockwork, he was happy he was dead because if he wasn’t one, then his lungs would probably be crap, but anyways. A little while ago, Jaren had caught an eye on a beautiful vampire, one he knew very well, his dear Sienna seemed to also be wandering the city, the scent of blood following her as she went, he should’ve assumed about 10 miles ago but oh well, he had been somewhere else in his mind, where he didn’t seem sure, but now he was and following his dear master. As he followed the older vampire slowly, he stayed a little whiles away, he assumed that she could tell he was behind her but if not than it was no matter. Jaren ignored the odd eyes he received by residents of the streets, the leather pants, jacket and gloves made him stick out quite easily in the afternoon sun, his shirt was cut down the middle and also black, with red graphic along it. He looked like some rebellious teenager and quite poor in comparison to how Sienna was dressed, if she was no vampire or at least a weak one, Jaren may had been worried for the smaller girl, but of course those were quirks of himself he paid no mind to. His blue eyes caught the two men who were approaching Sienna, Jaren pouted, looking quite adorable with the slight jealous look on his face. Jaren didn’t care that they were strangers or that they were random men on the street, quite below Sienna on the social chain or the fact that they were human, he just didn’t like it when men talked to Sienna, it flared an unfamiliar emotion in Jaren, well unfamiliar in the sense Jaren couldn’t place but familiar because it happened it a lot. Anyways, Jaren watched, not approaching though, he knew better than to meddle in things he wasn’t supposed to, he just leaned on a wall in plain sight, smoking his cigarette, watching them speak, his mind was whirling with things, and he didn’t know what was wrong with him today, he was just so weird today, maybe it was the lack of sleep or maybe he was just hungry. Jaren couldn’t place it. He’d just wait for now and watch Sienna play with the humans, trying to calm his mind. Ooc; ok it’s bad, I know, I haven’t done this in a while sooo, ya :/

Coded by Juliet of RCR, ATF, SP, & Caution.

[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 479 ( TAGGED ) JAREN ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Sienna felt like someone was watching her. For a few moments she thought it was Jaren, her second. He could be as sneaky as his animal to call - reptiles - but he was safetly tucked away in Sweden, guarding her territory from those that would dare steal it from her. Unlike other territories when anywhere from twenty to fifty Masters could be in the same state, Sienna owend the whole country. "Those diamonds around your neck and your purse sound like a good price." The man said. Sienna offered the two men a smile. She studied the men and came to the realization that people still might care if they died. Dead men became saints in the eyes of the living. She stepped closer to the two men, her heels clicking on the broken pavement. "I think I've got a better deal." She said as she watched the knives snap open. They were large knifes bigger then a small pocketknife. She wondered how she could draw out the attention of the person who was following her. Had it been Soren or Rowan she knew that they would have already showed themselves. Using her strength she took one of the men's hands and jammed his own knife into the neck of his friend. She did likewise with the other man and his knife until they were both dead from the sudden force. Then she threw both their bodies into the display windows the next shop over. "Show yourself!" Sienna demanded. OOC - OUTFIT okay i have joned this!

[jaren]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #0F0F0F; height: 500px; width: 400px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em; -moz-border-radius: 4em ; border-radius: 4em;] [style=background: url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx32/anekoameko/Sigs/jarenmanip-2.png); height: 250px; width: 390px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; -moz-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border: #242323 6px solid; padding-top: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-bottom: 25; opacity: 0.8;] [/style] [style=width: 420px; margin-top: -10px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 25px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: -2;]So, take your hand in mine,[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; margin-top: -10px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 5px 4px 2px; letter-spacing: 4px;]IT'S OURS TONIGHT[/style] [style=width: 420px; height: 250px; padding-top: -1px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding: 5px;]Then it clicked, why Sienna had yet to really call him out, he was supposed to be in Sweden, holding down the fort for her, Jaren bit his lip, well then, she was gonna have a surprise, because he missed her and with an ‘ok’ from Sienna’s third he had left, hopefully the third could hold down the fort, because if they couldn’t Jaren’s head was on the line. Jaren shook the thought from his head and returned himself to reality watching the guys demand Sienna’s jewellery and money, a small scoff slipped past his lips, before he put his cigarette to his lips, he wondered how Sienna didn’t smell the smoke by now, he gave a small shrug to that idea and just assumed she just didn’t check it. A little smirk formed on his lips as she smiled, her heels clicking as she walked towards them, her voice being quite nice to hear. He watched as the their knives flicked out, flashing a silver color, they were larger than the regular pocket-knife but he knew better than to worry, though somehow the emotion bubbled to the surface, before he shoved it away. Sienna would be fine, she was a powerful vampire and his master, not some small pretty rich girl as she appeared, though the emotion wouldn’t fade completely, he cursed the small human emotion that wouldn’t leave him. But as the men fell to the ground, Sienna driving their own weapons into their bodies, and killing them swiftly, the emotion stopped and Jaren, let out a puff of smoke he hadn’t realized how long he had been keeping in. He watched their bodies collide with shop window displays and let out a small laugh, he guessed discretion wasn’t her best point was it? Though when Sienna called him out he realized that this giant display might have been to get his attention, but whatever, he was done with hiding anyways. Jaren walked over from where he was leaning on the wall, his cigarette placed in between his fingers, his cowboy-esque boots hitting the pavement, making a small clicking sound, he walked out and over to Sienna, being more clearly in her line of sight, he gave her a faint smile and waved with his free hand. “Hey there” His voice was calm, collected, though on the inside he had a slight bit of questioning on how she’d react to him being here and with that, he had a little bit of fear. But only she could really make him feel fear anyways, she brought out a more human side in him. [/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; background-color: #171617; padding: 2px;]tag: sienna notes: blerg, late post.[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: 2;]Hearts will sacrifice, it's do or die. This is the rebel love song.[/style] [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 9px; color: #222222; line-height: 100%; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]table by Keikei @ BTN[/style]

[/td][/tr][/table][/center]

[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 497 ( TAGGED ) JAREN ( STATUS ) COMPLETE The two shop alarms rang in the distance. Though Sienna wasn't very good with newfangled electronics (the television out the window for commercials, the computer smashed against the wall for freezing, the iPod for being too confusing, - - and not an electronic but the driving into people of which she would toss a nickle and her second and third would pay off enormous amounts of money to the families to keep things settled and quiet) she knew what for the most part their objective. An alarm would alert people and the Police would be coming, then they would start a canvas search and hopefully find all the bodies she 'hid' - hid being used in the losest most possible way. "Jaren." Sienna said. She was shocked and quite angry that her second would disobey her orders. She narrowed her eyes as he greeted her as one would oh so carefree as if he had no worry in the world. She could tell that behind his cool mannerisms that he was nervous as to how she would react. Sienna thought a great deal of him or else he would never have been considered for her second nor would she have ever left her home had he not been there to guard it from the fools who would think to take it. "Do pray tell, what are you doing here?" Her voice was fierce and sharp. Sienna put one hand on her hip while the other clutched her diamond pendant. It wasn't possible that Jaren had heard about her little embarrassment in Soren's club, was it? That rat bastard of a vampire had only bested her because she had been too shocked to react. Her vampire brother, from the same Sire had never been one to seek power, nor travel. She had still thought him in Europe, feeding from the only creatures below him - rats. She never could have imagined anyone would make him a second! It just went to show one how much of a fool the current Master was. Of why Sienna and Soren argued and hated each other like cats and dogs, anyone's guess was as good as gold. "Since I am in the middle of something I will be generous!" - Like the half minute break she gave to her servant for New Year's Eve before she was ordered to polish the silver. "If you turn around and go back to Sweden I will pretend I did not see you disobeying my direct orders!" Sienna was in no mood for this. She wanted to cause a stir among human kind so that the Master would be forced out and punished for the deaths of people everyone cared about! In the distance she could hear the noise of sirens. She judged them to be about five minutes away if they continued to travel at their current speed. If one thing could be said about law enforcement, they were quick if anything to die. OOC - OUTFIT okay i have joned this!

[jaren]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #0F0F0F; height: 500px; width: 400px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em; -moz-border-radius: 4em ; border-radius: 4em;] [style=background: url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx32/anekoameko/Sigs/jarenmanip-2.png); height: 250px; width: 390px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; -moz-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border: #242323 6px solid; padding-top: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-bottom: 25; opacity: 0.8;] [/style] [style=width: 420px; margin-top: -10px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 25px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: -2;]So, take your hand in mine,[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; margin-top: -10px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 5px 4px 2px; letter-spacing: 4px;]IT'S OURS TONIGHT[/style] [style=width: 420px; height: 250px; padding-top: -1px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding: 5px;]The alarms rung painfully in Jaren’s ears, he hated alarm systems, they were annoying and loud, but they served their purpose, calling upon the authorities and notifying peoples that there had been an “issue” which required police, he knew even Sienna – with all her lack of understanding with electronics – would also realize this and that their time here was short before others came to look upon them. Jaren quickly knew that as soon as Sienna had asked her questions they should go, and they sooner the better, Jaren could answer them as they walked. Pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of his name, Jaren fingered with the almost finished cigarette placed in his fingers, waiting for the anger that seemed ever so present in her eyes. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, like a child waiting to be reprimanded would do, though this was not exactly the case, the similarities were there. Jaren gave a small cough as she questioned him, her voice fierce and sharp, he resisted the urge to sliver back from her, but showed none of that emotion on his face, he was a powerful vampire – Sienna would have no less – but he wasn’t as strong as his master. “I heard about what happened concerning Soren,” the distaste for Soren was evident as he said his name, Jaren didn’t like Sienna’s brother – though only through bloodline – and that dislike only increased when he heard about what happened with Soren becoming second. As Jaren opened his mouth to say more, he quickly shut it, not wanting to say the wrong thing and end up with an angrier Sienna, though he was her second and was better than most of the people she interacted with, he still was one who obeyed her, and to a certain degree had fear of her. Now of course that fear wasn’t too intense, it was more of fear of disappointing her and other silly things, Jaren didn’t quite understand why he felt them of her, but he did. As soon as the sirens mixed in with Sienna’s mercy, Jaren sighed and took her hand gently, pulling her away from the scene, he’d rather not deal with them, he assumed Sienna would be upset with his choice but he just gave it shrug off in his mind, pulling the smaller woman behind him, until they far enough that Jaren felt comfortable enough to release her hand and to stop pulling her along. “I apologize for that Sienna, just preferred to not meet any of the police right now,” Jaren felt the he’d be in a lot of trouble for that but whatever. “As for your offer, I’ll pass. I think staying here with you would be a proper decision.” Jaren tried to hide the nervousness from showing on the surface, keeping his voice cool and steady. But in truth he was quite nervous of what she’d say. [/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; background-color: #171617; padding: 2px;]tag: sienna notes: blerg, late post.[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: 2;]Hearts will sacrifice, it's do or die. This is the rebel love song.[/style] [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 9px; color: #222222; line-height: 100%; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]table by Keikei @ BTN[/style]

[/td][/tr][/table][/center]

[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 474 ( TAGGED ) JAREN ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Sienna had pulled the veil over her face from the black feathered miniature top hat she was wearing. Though it wouldn't do much in way of a ski mask. If anything it accentuated her blond curls, her designer dress and red lipstick. She opened her handbag and pulled out a tube of foreign lipstick to touch up her lips as if she had no care in the world that the police were coming. At the mention of Jaren admitting he had heard about what had happened with Soren she stopped, tube in hand in midair. She twisted the tube and touched up her lips, carefully smooching them and then tucking the expensive tube away into her handbag. "That was nothing!" she expressed. "I let...," she paused searching for a pleasant word, "Him," she finally chose not wanting to say his repugnant name on her lips. "Win, on purpose to draw the hidden Master out of hiding." Though she had not yet had the pleasure of destroying the Master herself she had heard about him in one of the clubs, The Laughing Corpse, where he had met with his fledgling, Rowan - that ugly scarred Blind One - as Sienna had called her several times to her face. It was significant because the Master had not been heard of for several months - the reason Sienna was here to take it over. As the sirens came closer Jaren grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the gruesome and ghastly scene. It would add more fuel to the fire if Sienna dispatched of those that had been dispatched to the scene. But it was not meant to be. "You worry too much, Jaren. Those police constables are unable to find their way out of a paper bag." Sienna knew that she should be mad with Jaren but the whole situation was comical! A strong vampire fleeing into the night on foot afraid of one or two coppers with no training. "You do realize that no constables carry silver ammunition, do you not?" Sienna crossed her arms and looked fierce. She thought of Soren gaining a necromancer as a human servant. She also thought of the other necromancer that was on 'Team Xavier' as it were. She also thought of him recently gaining a Third. Perhaps she needed Jaren here. "I'll allow you to stay. But only because I have need of a reptile army." She couldn't imagine there were too many reptiles in New Orleans, which is why it went without saying that they should 'infect' others for her well being, and Jarens. Sienna turned and began walking. The night was still young with plenty of time before the sun. Death, mayhem, you name it. Plus she knew that Jaren enjoyed having fun. He had that 'bad boy' look the sparkly guy vampire from Twilight would kill for. OOC - OUTFIT okay i have joned this!