by The Kingpin » Sat Oct 11, 2008 2:09 am
Drake snarled as the flames blew up in his face. the skin began to heal, but it was getting costly on him. his body was already working three times as hard as normal to keep him standing, and it was swiftly exhausting him. he swerved out of the way of the fireball, allowing it to whizz past, exploding near a tree, a massive scorch mark left in it's wake. Drake charged, throwing a large Sai-like blade at the Demon with frightening speed, landing it in the Demon's face as he moved forward with a combination of superspeed and his shadow-jumping to get right in front of the Demon, ramming another oval object into it as he gripped ahold of the Demon's horn, the weight of the Demon heaving his upper body back, sending his lower body up off the ground as he let go, launching himself several feet away as the explosive detonated, blowing the Demon's head, along with a large portion of it's upper body, to bits as Drake fell to the ground, panting hard, having had to push himself to the limit to achieve this. he knew they didn't have much time, and forced himself up, slashing the remains of the Demon's arms off and throwing them into the lake, before sheathing the blades. he considered the recent close calls as he recovered from the strain of the fight. though the last fireball wouldn't have damaged his weaponry much, the force of another blow like the one to his face would probably have knocked him out. he looked towards Thanatos, Diana and Nyx, then at Velkor and finally at the Wolf. he checked himself. he only had a few of the explosives on him when the Demon attacked. the rest were in the case in the Den. checking his trench, he found the last one currently on him had been spent blowing the Demon's head off. he headed for the Mansion, looking at the others. "Get yourselves ready to move. i don't think the Mansion's safe for us anymore. if there's any more Demons, we could be looking at some serious trouble if we stay here" he said as he headed inside, grabbing the briefcase with his explosives. he decided he'd need to reach out for Brimstone's help one last time. the expenses he was going through as a result of these Demons was too much for him to keep coming back to them. his last option was to replace his weaponry, getting it made with whatever material his arm blades were made of, and getting them to gear him up with supplies and perhaps, if he could push it, get a new Safehouse away from anywhere he or any of the others had previously been. he headed into the cellar, draining several bottles of blood from there to recover as his wounds began to close up faster, soon closing up entirely, though his exhaustion was still obvious. over 70 years of Vampire Exclusive hunting habits hadn't done much to help him against these new Demons. he was soon out, the car geared to go around the corner of the mansion, him eying the Demon warily from the front door of the mansion, his aura vision watching every last move his body made, internally and externally, even seeing as far as predicting a movement by the change of focus in energy within the body...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG