Date: 2009-03-25 07:51 pm (UTC)
nomorekaraoke: (Lord Vayan)
The dangerously thin bouncer by the door cowers behind his pin headed giant of a friend, talking frantically at his left cuff link while the chaos rages on. So much force is behind the expensively clad stampede that the bouncer only known as Jarvis almost budges from his position.

The cloaked figures swarm around their target and his flesh and blood shields, surging not only from the limousine but from every dark corner of the vast garage. Some have swords, other have more unusual weapons; some glint, some don't; but every last one of them move with purpose.

Vayan did not come unarmed, neither did his servants - one of them leaps into the air with a gut wrenching roar and unsheathed claws, using the slate gray wall as a spring board to vault over her master. She will avenge her sister with nothing but her teeth if she has to.
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