HECTOR DACRE
Vampire
Posts: 240
Age:
765
Occupation:
Business Owner
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
I made the devil run
Last seen Dec 2, 2024 21:12:09 GMT
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Post by HECTOR DACRE on Dec 2, 2024 21:03:10 GMT
Hector and Luc were trying to figure out some answers to their problem when a text message from Tobi pinged on their phones. Apparently, the curly-haired warlock knew what was happening to them but wanted to meet everyone downstairs. So, Hector made the journey back downstairs, though not before grabbing himself more chips from the bar. The trip down was even more taxing on his knees the second time around. Once he was downstairs, Hector lowered himself onto one of the seats before carefully maneuvering so he was lying across four of them. He was dying—he just knew he was. He could feel every part of his body shutting down slowly. As he lay there, waiting to die, he opened his bag of chips, carefully chewing this time after losing one of his back teeth before. The door to the bar swung open, and Hector turned his head to see who it was. “I’m assuming that’s Kit, Linc, and Cassie?” He squinted, trying to make out the blurry figures in the distance. “Bloody hell… I’m going blind as well as grey.” Rubbing his eyes with his right hand, he hoped to clear his vision, but it was no use. Only when they stepped further into the bar did he finally make them out. “Please tell me you three are feeling awful too?” he asked, though he suspected otherwise—they were upright and looking far too fine. “This is worse than dying of typhoid,” he muttered, mostly to himself, as he tried to enjoy his chips. The door swung open a second time, and Hector caught sight of the curly hair entering the bar—the man who apparently had all the answers for them. LUC FOURNIER LINCOLN CROWNE KIT CLARKE |
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TOBI PARKER
Warlock
Posts: 142
Age:
37
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
Bad decisions make for the best memories
Last seen Dec 2, 2024 21:10:23 GMT
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Post by TOBI PARKER on Dec 2, 2024 21:09:00 GMT
The chain nearly flew off his bike as he sped toward the bar. It was clear he’d grown to like the people he worked with—why else would he be racing through town to save their lives? There was a chance the likes of Hector and Magnus were already dead, but his brother couldn’t say for certain how fast they’d age. Tobi had to play it cool with Samuel, careful not to reveal his true intentions. Samuel handed over the list, bragging about how many people he’d managed to hit with the spell. While Samuel’s back was turned, Tobi quickly snapped a photo of it. Keeping a fake smile plastered on his face, he pretended to be impressed, squeezing out as much information as possible. Obviously, Samuel had no idea Tobi was working with half the people on that list. It wasn’t just the staff listed, though. Tobi’s stomach turned when he spotted Penny’s name. He sent her an urgent message to call him. Cassie’s name was also on the list, so she received the same text. Once Tobi left Samuel’s apartment, he sent a message to all his coworkers, instructing them to meet at the club in fifteen minutes. Skidding to a halt outside the bar, he jumped off his bike and sprinted inside. He rushed downstairs, crashing through the door to find everyone there—except Lawrence. Luc and Hector looked awful. “Fuck,” he muttered, inhaling harshly as his lungs screamed for air. He really needed to cut down on smoking, but one emergency at a time. Just seconds later, Lawrence hauled himself through the door. “I got here as quick as I could,” he explained, collapsing into a chair and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Tobi. Answers. Now.” Impatience hung on every word. “Okay… okay,” Tobi began, pausing to gather his thoughts. “My brother has cast a spell on you all, removing your magic. So… you’re all just humans now.” His eyes darted toward Luc, Hector, and Lawrence. “You guys are ageing. The older you are, the faster it’s going to happen.” Hector sighed quietly before letting out a cough. Tobi continued, “He’s done this because a group of hunters asked him to. They’ve been watching all of us for a year or so, gathering names of people they think are vampires. They’re aiming to kill you all.” LUC FOURNIER LINCOLN CROWNE KIT CLARKE |
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