GRAY x IAN [ BLOOD MOON ]

Tonight was supposed to be just an ordinary lunar eclipse.

But something’s different this time around. The full moon is already high in the sky.
Clouds shroud it from sight one minute, and the next they’re gone, revealing the moon to
no longer be its usual white light, but rather something much more sinister. As though
bathed in blood, its reddish hue gives off a frightening appearance.

It’s a blood moon.
It’s a late night in Stronghold.

Two men, normally unlikely to cross paths, happen to be in the same bar at the same time. Gray Pierre and Ian Donnaghan are enjoying the night and some drinks when the blood moon appears, casting a gruesome red light through the windows of the bar. The change hits the Level V Infected like a train, forcing them against their will to change into their more bestial side. Fangs come out and eyes glow in the dark; there is no mistaking their true nature now.

While the bar is not packed, it is filled with enough humans to become a mob of witnesses to the unfortunate circumstances of the blood moon. Their cries fill the air as they realize the danger they're in, and they panic. A stampede is formed as they desperately run for the exits, trampling one another as they try desperately calling out for Military intervention.

Anyone who leaves the bar, becomes a risk of exposing the two Infected....

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Posted 10-10-2021, 09:26 PM

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Gray did love bars, bars were wonderful places. Places where one could get drunk along with places where one could find a source of dinner when they weren’t getting drunk on the alcohol on offer. That was the reason that Gray was there, to find a lovely snack for the night. Someone who might not be so easily or easily missed come the morning… though he didn’t normally do things this way. Normally he was more discreet since it would be bad should his secret get out. He was, as far as everyone around him was concerned, a human civilian and CEO of his own architecture company. It was quite important to him that such an image was upheld at all times.

So the sudden shift in the color of light the moon was giving off? Yeah, that was a big old no from him! He could feel the tug of it the moment it displayed itself in the night sky and his head shot up. Damn barbacks and having that freaking mirror behind them! He could very well see the glow of his now red eyes in the reflective surface as well as the distednded fangs adn the more feral air about him. He was no longer a handsome man in a perfectly pressed charcoal gray suit but a feral beast who craved blood!

And then the panic set in around him, the undeniable panic of prey in the presence of a predator. It only heightened the bloodlust that he felt, the one that he reveled in unlike many of the other infected he knew. And why shouldn’t he? He was an apex predator! He deserved to revel in that fact!

Already he was moving, bolting for the door that all these ridiculous little humans were attempting to flee towards. Well that could not be allowed! His secret was only safe if no one left here alive to tell it. He was on the leading pesky human just as the man’s fingers brushed the doorknob and he assumed his freedom was assured. Gray yanked the body back against him and, ignoring the urge to sink his fangs in a feed, went for the faster broken neck. He whilred and flashed fangs at the room as he hissed in irritation. No one was getting out of here to expose his damned secret!

Tag Ian Donnaghan

Posted 10-11-2021, 08:43 PM

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Tucked away in the gloomiest corner with his hood pulled up, Ian mulled over his drink silently as he pondered whatever was in it; he didn't like drawing too much attention to himself, unless necessity dictated it, having already accrued enough scrutiny from the fighting pits.As to the matter of the booze, given that brewing alcohol was no longer monitored by an established organisation these days, pretty much anything went when it came to the ingredients. He knew that, if it were a bad batch of eschatological moonshine, the lmost it would probably do is provide him with with a sligh stomach upset which his inhuman anatomy would easily quash. Eventually, the Vampire Doctor would dare to take a sip...and then that sip became a single gulp, and that single gulp became a multitude until the glass was finally empty. Much to his surprise, the beer actually tasted remarkably pleasant, so much so that when the waitress showed up, he would say.

"Another one please love.""

After that was said, she would be on her way to get another one; then things would begin to change; the moonlight that flitted in through the windows would become a luminescent crimson. Within seconds after such a happening, before Ian could fully wonder about it, he felt something shift within him. The hunger that he had kept in check so very often seemed to rise inexplicably. When the waitress returned with his beer, the Treasurer turned to thank her...only for her to drop the glass and let out a bloodcurdling scream before running for the rather narrow exit. Looking in the puddle, Ian's stomach drpped as he saw his own glowing red eyes glare back at himself from the shadows of his hood. In a short space of time, the entire bar would erupt into chaos, as another Level V would seem to throw himself at the fleeing humans...he had already taken one life. Spurred by his deeply-held convictions, Ian would spring into action; with a blur, he would charge the other Vampire with his elbow, eager to stop him from slaying more innocents...not while there were others ways of dealing with the matter.

Tag Gray Pierre

Posted 10-14-2021, 08:08 PM

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