Nicholi, the waiter in charge of receiving orders at cafe'e colit. he moved through the vast number of customers the cafe had, Nicholi focused his attention on the round table closest to the window blinds.
"Good day for a cup of coffee ma'am,don't you agree" said nicholi as he smiled.
"Have i seen u around, because i could swear your face looks familiar" asked the lady by the table.
"Probably not, not that I can remember. It's a small town" He said.
Turning his attention to the menu on the table, he handed one over to her.
" so would you like to try an americano or an expresso with double whipped cream. sprinkled with blood I suppose." he said, he tracked backward. The lady at table still awestruck by Nicholi's words, her gaze glued to his.
her veins throbbed, her heart beat increased in an unrealistic manner. all she could think about was she was in for it now, she quickly decided to make a run for it.
"I won't do that if I were you, I know perfectly well who you are." Nichli warned with a straight face, Nicholi was about six feet tall, with tanned black hair. Brown iris and pink lips, he had a brown shirt on, tagged with a coffee emblem, a tea spoon, a cup of coffee and the twirl of the heat over the cup. The design situated at his breast pocket of the shirt. And also black trousers to compliment as he had a brown overall on.
The lady shoved Nicholi to the counter, which alarmed everyone at the cafe, "hey you what are you doing to that lady". A bald middle aged man stood up from his seat and asked, Nicholi hands clearly fastened to hers. "Please help me, i just told him i didnt want to go out with him, then he became aggressive." She said, and the man came over and Nicholi took his hands off, he wasn't ready to tell the customers 'hey you just let the world baddest vampire getaway, but don't worry she won't hurt y'all'. Vampires where just myths, atleast to the eyes of the puritan faction. She unlocked his grip and ran away. She knocked over some tables, the customers feeling her fear, they began complaining. Nicholi had a full plate to himself, angry customers and a middle aged bald man, who wont hesitate to hurt him if he proved defiant and went after the girl. her heart pulsed rigorously as she made it for the door leading to the alley.
She opened the door, then shut it quickly as she rolled over it. She took a look forward and noticed an image extended ahead of her.
A teen figure stood blocking the exit of the alley. he leaned over holding his chimera blade, the blade nothing like Excalibur, he drew his blade, inspecting it, he touched the ornate cross guards that curved in back to its hilt for proper grip, with a purple jewel embedded in its center, he ran his fingers through the blades fuller. He had every idea what the runes scripted on the blade was meant for. He felt his anger tingle as he traced their lines. The balance of the weapon impeccable, the metal carved guard, and the leather bound hilt balanced the thick blade effectively. He gave it few more swings, adjusting his stance, to compensate for the weight of the blade. Which was easily handled because he was already accustomed to it.
" you don't strike me as a vampire, i must say." said Fredrick.
" if I told you what i am, you won't believe me." she teased him. in utter confusion her mind still racing for the quickest exit, but her eyes still perfectly synced with Fredrick.
"You are blood sucking wretch, that's what you are." replied Nicholi,walking out with his chimera blade. Simlar to Fredericks, the diffrence was the crimson crystal embedded at its center. Nicholi had escaped the angry mob in the coffee shop, this time he wasn't on his usual cafe dress with the apron, he removed the brown apron certainly he wasn't going to fight a vampire in an apron. He threw a French coat over his brown shirt, he had to settle for that, capturing Selka was more important.
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Hunters - the scarlet orb
Fantasy"Who are you." he asked, his vision still blurred from his millennia sleep, he was helped to his feet, he looked around for a while, he noticed five people infront of him. Swords drawn, engulfed in elemental magic. "Brother it is I,not in the flesh...
