Weapons Galore

Inari · Tarakian Ninja

Weapons Galore

Ariadne · Hope of Rome

Ariadne was finishing up in the kitchen when Inari came in with the duffle bags full of goodies, she supposed. Romeo and Mercito were already in her trailer gearing up. Jane had brought them bullet proof vests. Enough for everyone and two more for Hannibal and Faith when they go to rescue them. A piece of candy was unwrapped as she slipped the strawberry lollipop into her mouth. Hannibal would have scorn her for eating something sweet. Only the few people, ironically the ones that were in the room, knew she only ate sweets when she was nervous or had something on her mind. Something that didn't include the daily life of being in her position.

Her opal white eyes turned to the table where Inari and Pathos were setting up the new weapons. She knew that Azrael and Jane would join them and take whatever they wanted. The sugary sweet lolli was twisted by the stick in her mouth as she stared at all the guns and ammo littered on her dinning table. Not that was a strange sight. Aria often had weapons on her tables. Mostly swords she was cleaning or the guns she had.

Taking up one of the new models she turned it over in her small hands. Eyes taking in the look of it, seemed nearly futuristic in design. A glance to Inari as the twins went for the twin sets of missile launchers. "Yours?" She asked, wondering if the Asian was responsible for the design. Which Ariadne approved. Setting the gun down on the table. She gave Pathos and Inari a closed lip smile. Lollipop was tossed in the garbage as she said "Good job." She would go check on Jane and see how the weretigress was coming along.

Ariadne didn't understand the attraction she had to Jane. It was more than because the woman had a way about her. It had to be something else. Ariadne was never a lover of women. Not till Jane, and even after Jane, she didn't think she would ever be attracted to another woman again. There was just something else there entirely that left Ariadne questioning herself and the Goddess. Though to question her Goddess and the Consort would be unwise. They did everything for a reason. Jane had to be part of this reason and so had to be the attraction Aria felt for her. Perhaps they knew each othe rin a past life. Perhaps they had been lovers in a past life as well.

Solan · Vampiric Hearthrob

Brooding was beauitful wasn't it? To him it was Solan of all odds was the quiet one of the mission/scooby rescuse gang. He was only here because Azrael asked him to fight by his side and so did he agree, not knowing what he'll get himself into with the group of Tarakian's and whom ever else was around at that moment they would leave and search for their little friends.

Creeping up as his shadow danced along the trailer walls. Was kind of spooky but Solan could do what he wanted to mess with minds even though that was not what he was doing at all. He felt like he was playing detective or cowboy and indians while he was returnning back to their camp in search for Azrael, the older vampire reasured him that no one was going to get Mr. Pointy stuck in them while his presents was here. After this was all over Solan was never going to return here in the first place.

There he stood in the doorway of the 'Crones' trailer he was not about to enter without permission. It seemed like the woman had a fancy for his friend anyway from what he saw at the first meeting when she got all pissy at that one chick who shot an arrow at Azrael. Solan was not the one she needed to be afraid of he was not the big bad rude man he once was but in his days of glory he could do some damange himself. "Excuse Me" his hands were pressed to the door frame, as his chocolate eyes took in all the goodies on the table. "Oh goody what is this? Girl scout meeting?" he let a grin crease along his lips, although he was expecting cookies at the meeting. "Selling weapons to little girls... tsk tsk.."