- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Dark Subject Matter, Post Apocalyptic, Apocalyptic, Romance, Fantasy (usually Urban fantasy, but I've done high fantasy before too), Horror
He watched a bit suprised as the woman absorbed the flames back into her body. Rowen just looked at her, suspicion in his expression as she handed him a cool bottle of water. The Vampyre told him to drink it. The werewolf gripped it lightly with caution. He had learned from expierence that he wasn't the only one who killed for a living. There were lots of people who wanted him dead. He took the top off and the coolness seemed to radiate from it. It looked so tempting.
Rowen brought it to his nose and sniffed at it. It smelled different, just like any of the water around here, but other wise there was nothing wrong with it. He had almost expected it to be poisoned. The wolf took a long drink as she introduced herself, practically asking them so be civil...call each other by name. Her name was Sayomi, a very different name than he had ever heard. Then she told him she didn't know why she was intreasted in him and that no ever really knew the reasons why people were intrested in other people. He chuckled a little bit, wiping any water drips from his face and lips.
"I kill for a living. If I'm intrested in someone they usually end up dead. But I've never taken a job to kill a woman. I may be a beast but I can control myself to a certain degree. And I usually don't give my name out but in this event I don't really see where it would matter...Were all trying to survive this place, assuming that your not from this time. Last time I knew it was 1842...but I am Rowen. My last name isn't of any importance so I won't give it..."
He stood up, not turning his back to her.
"I left my revolver and dagger back there where I started to chase you. I need to fetch them...if you know of any other survivors then it might be wise to tell me. You be civil and as will I, accompany me."
He started to walk off.
Rowen brought it to his nose and sniffed at it. It smelled different, just like any of the water around here, but other wise there was nothing wrong with it. He had almost expected it to be poisoned. The wolf took a long drink as she introduced herself, practically asking them so be civil...call each other by name. Her name was Sayomi, a very different name than he had ever heard. Then she told him she didn't know why she was intreasted in him and that no ever really knew the reasons why people were intrested in other people. He chuckled a little bit, wiping any water drips from his face and lips.
"I kill for a living. If I'm intrested in someone they usually end up dead. But I've never taken a job to kill a woman. I may be a beast but I can control myself to a certain degree. And I usually don't give my name out but in this event I don't really see where it would matter...Were all trying to survive this place, assuming that your not from this time. Last time I knew it was 1842...but I am Rowen. My last name isn't of any importance so I won't give it..."
He stood up, not turning his back to her.
"I left my revolver and dagger back there where I started to chase you. I need to fetch them...if you know of any other survivors then it might be wise to tell me. You be civil and as will I, accompany me."
He started to walk off.