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Who: Rip and OPEN
When: During the Event [Especially the blackout]
Where: Around
What: Rip wants to be one of the things that goes bump in the night.
Rating/Warning: PG-13/R for possible violence? Rip is not a nice person.

Technology becoming a hassle? Rip didn't care. She could do just fine without it. But, when the blackout started... She got excited. Her excitement grew when the sounds of creatures stalking the darkness made themselves known to her. A faint brush against her shoulder.. the feeling of breath against the nape of her neck and turning around to see that there was no one there. Every little bit called to her to go out and play! Rip didn't need to think twice about what she wanted to do, the darkness was a vampire's friend and she was just as much at home in it as in the light. Perhaps.. a little more so.

After making sure her dog was secure within her sparse apartment, Rip took to the streets. It was time to have a little fun her way... no strange computer games! Rip was on the hunt to scare people while she could~. Sadly, it was the only type of hunting she could do at the moment... not the type she truly wanted, but, a hunt was a hunt no matter what limitations there were.

Rip could can be found all around the place lurking in the dark and stalking random people. Does anyone feel as if they are being stalked~? Do they hear strange humming coming from out of nowhere~? It might be Rip... who knows~.

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Not az picky as you vould zhink. I just... haf very specific favorite tastes.

[Like the exquisite taste fear gave the blood after she was done terrorizing her victims, sometimes even slowly breaking bones or tearing off limbs... Rip missed those days.]

I've found a few play toys so far. Zo many people are afraid of vat goes bump in zhe night that it iz such easy pickings~.

So yer joinin' up with the shitty monster brigade, huh?

[He winks, then stands up straighter, cracking his head from side to side with a couple of shrugs.]

Think yer boss's comin' t' check on yer work.

[A massive treelike creature turns its head toward them, sniffing the air. Blood drips out of its mouth. Looks like it already got its dinner started.]

Wanna go say hi 'fore I knock its shitty block off?

I've alvays been a monster~. Zhey should fear any predator zhat need stalks zhe night for their food.

[About the time he's straightening up, she heard the monster approaching and smiles in delighted.]

I only haf one boss und zhat isn't it. So please, be my guest und get zhis little part started.

Picky an' bossy, damn. I see how 's gonna be.

[He sounds not at all upset about the situation though, sniffing at the creature and then making sure he has Ifrit junctioned up to help him. If you gotta get rid of an annoying tree, there's no better way than fire. Namur doesn't give the creature the benefit of the first move, he simply darts for it, slipping underneath its massive claws and throwing an uppercut from directly beneath its giant maw. Flames spark on impact, flashing bright in the darkness.]

Und you enjoy it.

[Tease as she might, Rip was studying the tree monster and looking for weaknesses. It almost reminded her of some of the creatures she tended to avoid back in Ruby City... except less intelligent and not so human looking.

Now, how does a vampire harm a tree? That was the questioning she was pondering as Namur rushed in. Was that a spark? Fire? She blinked and focused more on him.

Admittedly, the fire made her a little wary, but, it.. was a lt better than what she could do to the thing in front of them.]

[The creature drops, trying to squish Namur beneath its bulk, but he started moving out the moment his fist caught fire. He handsprings out from under the maw, but loses his footing as the creature crashes down and shakes the earth, so he winds up tucking into a roll before he can hop back up. Massive vines quest forward, keeping Namur moving lest he be caught and consumed. He sparks fires wherever he can manage to land a blow, but the creature's only reaction to the pain is rage. It sweeps at Namur with massive claws, slamming him into the side of a building with enough force to make it crack around him. He drops forward, dazed, and a vine whips around his leg, lifting him high into the air and angling him toward bloodstained teeth.]

[It was impressive, but obviously not enough. Rip grinned as she launches forward with a hunting knife in her hands just in time to slice at the vine holding him. The creatures screeched as Namur landed on the ground and Rip came skidding to a halt a few feet away, giggling.]

To bad zhis creatures izn't flesh und blood.. I could really uze a drink right now~.

[With only a few moments of recovery she was dashing into the fray carving at the tree creature and nimbly avoiding its vines or hacking at them. Rip was a predator enjoying a very exhilarating dance of predator and prey~. The creature just didn't know it was her prey, yet.]