*squish*

He stopped dead in his tracks. His better judgment told him not to look, it told him he'd regret it. Not being one for listening to better judgment however, he reluctantly lifted his foot, taking a small peek underneath his boot.

"Ewwwww..."

He returned his foot to the ground to scrape off...*whatever* that was. He couldn't be sure, with so many colors, but he wasn't about to look at it any more than he had to. It certainly didn't smell pleasant either...

He started walking again, taking in the dull surroundings, the..not so fresh smells of the night air, and the ominous sounds around, that even when you turned toward the origin, you would see nothing.

This is *the* worst place ever...

The look on his face was of disgust. He was used to clean, fresh air, beautiful blue water, lush greens and trees, the sound of birds and nature, not....scratching"

Again with the scratching..."

He turned quickly, hoping to see what was causing that sound, but like previous times, he saw nothing. However when he turned back around that was a different story.

The man now standing before him startled him, so Gwydion took a couple steps back, looking over him. Dark clothing, dark hair, dark eyes...yet he looked like he seriously needed a tan. The pasty, pale..and..flakey' skin was kinda gross.

"Oh..hey. You kinda startled me." Gwydion smiled lopsidedly. "Think you can give me some directions" I'm new here and I'm *really* lost."

Pasty Boy simply smiled. One of those really creepy smiles that makes your entire face look possessed or something....Gwydion took another step backwards, oh so casually.

"You don't need directions...I'm going to send you elsewhere."

Gwydion blinked. "What?" He shook his head, thinking. "Man, if that's a threat, it doesn't even make any sense."

Pasty Boy did not look amused, he pulled his lips back, exposing his teeth. Even less amused was Gwydion when he saw some serious chompers on Pasty Boy.

"Hey, you should probably get those filed down." Solemn nod. "You could cut your lip on them..very dangerous."

Pasty Boy started walking towards Gwydion. "You are a particularly annoying human..." He smirked. "I shall enjoy you."

A quick step back. "WHOA!" Hands thrown up in a stop gesture. "Hey man....Don't let the feather and the hair fool you. I don't swing that way." Shrug. "However I am flatterered."

Pasty Boy stopped, a touch of amusement and bewilderment on his face. "You really don't know what I am do you?"

Blink.

Pasty Boy sighed. "You know, I'm a vampire. Blood sucker. Creature of the Night. Allergic to the Sun." Searches for a light to go off in Gwydion's head. It wasn't happening.

Another sigh from Pasty Boy. "Okay, to summarize, I'm going to bite you and suck your blood out, and you'll die...or become undead." Shrug. "Whichever strikes my fancy at the time."

Another blink. "Soooo..you're not coming on to me?"

Pasty Boy decided this one would die. This one didn't need to live for eternity...."No, I'm not coming on to you."

Gwydion nods. "That's good."

"You don't seem to appreciate the severity of the situation you are in. I plan to *kill* you *slowly* and *painfully* by biting your neck and sucking every drop of blood from your body until you are dry as-"

"Oooh, bite my neck" So you are coming on to me!" Accusatory glare and point.

Pasty Boy was now pissed. "Enough!" he hissed through clenched, pointy teeth.

His eyes started turning crimson as he moved in on Gwydion, sharp, claw like nails taking a swipe at him.

"Hey!" Gwydion dove out of the way, and while he managed to avoid getting hurt, the lute on his back was not so lucky.

*Sccccrrrrtch*

And there, on Gwydion's precious lute, were three deep clawmarks.

"You just scratched...my lute?" Blinks. "You. Scratched. My. Lute." Golden brown eyes narrow. "Oooo you're gonna pay!"

Gwydion holds a hand up in the air, conjuring up some magic. Pasty Boy stopped in his tracks.

"You just messed with the wrong human! See..." Grins. "I got magic...I'm pretty good at it too." The grin fades as his brow furrows. "Now I'm gonna burn you to a crisp!!"

Gwydion waves his hand, flames start to fly towards Pasty Boy. FWOOO-pft.

Pasty Boy smiles. He loved WestEnd.

"Okay okay, that's fine!" Gwydion grew indignant and drew a rapier hidden behind his cloak. "I'm not too shabby with this either!!"

Lunge, stab stab, slice, cut cut, chop, and other assorted fancy moves were brought upon Pasty Boy.

And he was unscathed. "Yeeeeah...it doesn't really work that way." Crosses his arms and shakes his head.

"It doesn't?" Gwydion's voice was barely audible.

"Nope."

"Oh."

So Gwydion pondered a moment...and came to a conclusion. There was only one thing he could do in a situation like this.

He turned around and started running away. "HEEEELP MEEE!"

Pasty Boy snarled, and of course followed. This one had given him a lot of trouble, and would not get away so easily... ((This is open for anyone who wishes to join in. If you'd feel better PMing me first, feel free to do so.))

And I ran, I ran so far away. I just ran, I ran all night and day. I couldnt get away.



Gwydion ran. Pasty Boy was in pursuit. Gwydion had the misfortune of having Lady Luck frown upon him at the most inopportune times. Now was one of those times as he tripped on a rock, and fell to the ground.

Pasty Boy stopped running, and raised a brow. This one..wasn't so smart. He grinned, and started walking slowly to his new victim....He figured he'd toy around with him for a while, make him suffer....An eye for an eye right"

Gwydion jumped to his feet, scratched lute in one hand, little rapier in the other. In an act of desperation...

He threw his rapier at Pasty Boy.

And it landed at his feet, dealing no damage whatsoever, not suprising really...

Once again, Gwydion tried to summon forth his magic. That, he was good at.

Pft.Pft.Pft.

Once again, it didn't work. Pasty Boy smiled. "Magic doesn't work too well here you know..."

"Tch, well no sh- eh?" An eyebrow perked up as Gwydion tilted his head, looking behind Pasty Boy.

It seemed someone else was joining them, fast.

Pasty Boy blinked. "What the hell" There is no union!" He takes a moment to think. "At least..I don't think...?" He shook his head. "No, and even if there was, he's mine to enjoy!"

Gwydion looked distraught. "I don't wanna be deflowered by a vampire man!"

Pasty Boy turned quickly, facing Gwydion. "THAT'S IT!" He lunged for him, fangs and claws exposed, his back to the newcomer.

"Aaaaaaahhhh!!"

As Pasty Boy lunged for him, Gwydion ducked and cowered, covering his head and face with his hands and arms....as if that would save him from the two about to have their fun with him. The screamed seemed to be involuntary at this point.

Gwydion's eyes shut tightly as he waited for impact and whatever nasties might follow. Oh the images that played out in his mind! He shuddered at the thought of what was going to happen to him.

So he waited...*CRACK*

Gwydion flinched as he heard something crunch and crack as it hit the ground. One golden brown eye opened as he peeked over....Pasty Boy was sprawled on the ground, next to what appeared to be a broken tooth. A whip was curled around his leg, and at the other end, the other guy seemed to be excited. Gwydion stood, trying to figure out what was going on here.

"Holy who's yer daddy! Didja see that! Call me Brian friggin Belmont! Woot! I mean geez, a union! Hah! What a sap! What a maroon...What a.."

Gwydion finally got it. This guy was a good guy. He sent a snicker to Pasty Boy, who wasn't moving around much, and took a look at his lute again. He'd have to get those nasty scratches off...Gwydion glanced up at Brian, whose excitement seems to have faded.

"Looks like his friends are close, so how good are you with that lute?""

Gwydion frowned at that. More were coming" That's just great, freaking great. However he was talented with the lute. He flashed a grin, and flicked his wrist, striking the strings of the lute letting a dramatic chord echo in the darkness.

"I'd say I'm pretty damn good."

He grinned, as things seemed to be under control. Of course...more were coming. The grin faded as Gwydion turned to the two approaching him and his savior. A brow slowly arched.

"What the hell...?"

He shook his head a bit and narrowed his eyes. Was he seeing this right' While Gwydion didn't know much about this...otaku-dom of Earth, he knew enough to see that these guys were just...ridiculous. His eyes moved over the text they wore, and he couldn't help but wonder what a Hikki or Bishi was....He turned to face Brian as the man broke out into a fit of laughter. "Oh geez....You have got to be kidding me" Undead Okaku!?"

He grew more and more confused as he watched the slapstick exchange take place, of course an ear perked when he heard about that used panty store...Stars End was it' It was noted.

His attention then turned back to Pasty Boy who was throwing a fit and....threatening to eat him' No way!

"Wait a minute, eat us?" Gwydion shook his head. "No no no, that ain't cool....see...I don't taste that good anyways.."

And then Gwydion had a 'wtf' look of his own when he saw Pasty Boy dusted like that...sure he had totally came onto him, but that seemed harsh...right' Whatever stick that was in Brian's hand" That must have been a super powerful one...

"So Lute man, why doncha play something for these sap. Make it something they will never forget.."

"Ah..?" What else could he do. Gwydion returned the grin and readied his lute, his finger dancing effortlessly across the strings as the music echoed throughout the alleys of WestEnd....this was certainly a night he'd never forget.

He played, and yet he felt bad for these...Undotaku. He had the feeling they were about to get completely, totally, and utterly owned by this man.

And then one passed out.

He felt worse...how could you possibly kill something after it passes out in fear? ..So Gwydion was relieved when he saw the man show mercy, and allowed the two to leave....his finger kept dancing over the strings of his lute however, never once faltering, no matter what his face might have shown.

His attention turned back to the man after the two Undotaku scampered into the darkness, and he finally stopped playing when the hand was extended towards him.

"Thanks again for playing along...If they really wanted to, they could have given us a run for out money, luckily we had a buncha saps. Man, did we luck out."

Gwydion took his hand, giving it a firm shake. "The names Brian...Brian Ravenlock. Glad to meet you Lumage Par Excellance!"

Gwydion grinned. "It's great to meet ya Brian. I'm Gwydion Tangel.." He shook his head. "I owe you my life man....There's no telling what that dude was going to do to me before you showed up." He glanced to the scratches on his lute. "Now..I better get my baby fixed...this won't do at all."

Another nod was offered to Brian before the Lumage headed out and into the darkness....this time paying more attention to his surroundings.