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@Argeneau25 You can post your dude here and once im done ill post mine

Want to put the TW first

Sure

@Argeneau25 which tw do we include

https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e1/a2/63/e1a263c6689a4bccd3413aef31ec6be5--anime-boys-manga-anime.jpg This curse, this thing that he was now was making Jansen just second guess everything that he did in his life. Yes it has been going on 400 years of him rethinking all of this but it was never far from his mind. The sun was always a bother, always something that he wished would just go away for good so he could get out of the house, away from the smells, and just his memories. It was time for one of the food runs, but with little to no blood staying down with him, he never knew how long he would stay out before his hunger would start to get the best of him. With the last of the rabbit's blood he had, he drank as much as he could, so that it would stay down and left his home. The market was not that far which was good but it always felt it was farther away as his hunger would start to get worst. Jansen made it to the market doing what shopping he could before that smell hit. That humanly smell, he had held himself away making sure NEVER to touch the humans but the smell of them was always getting more and more intoxicating. HE managed to get everything that he needed before getting out the store. The smell was worst now outside and Jansen had to go down an alleyway just to get away a bit to get his mind forced once more to get home. In the alleyway, his bag dropped from his hands and they grabbed his stomach, making him hench over in some pain. HE was doing everything he could to hold himself back, to stay in the shadows but he didn't know how long it was going to last.

11:12 AM

@Swan

The chaos of the outside world was ranging inside the walls of the institute. Shadowhunters across the globe were filing in by the numbers. In the last year, multiple killings have been reported. All of which have shreds of evidence of Downworlders being at the sight of the attack. Those that aren't killed are still missing. Hayden, being the head of the institute was constantly out and about trying to find out what he could. But New York was a big city. There was plenty of activity happening around the city. The Council is divided. While half of the shadow world wants to hunt and imprison all downworlders, the other half wants to find the murderers and bring them down. Hayden was the youngest head of the institute at this moment in time and no one trusted him to host such a large group so they sent in someone older, 'more experienced' to run it for a while. "As if they can find someone better than me." He snorted. Hayden was tall, slim muscular built like most children of Raziel. Currently, he was laced in his black leather uniform. (ill include a pic for reference) His arms were bare showing off several ruins along his forearms. On his left inner arm was his angelic ruin while his voyance ruin was on his right wrist. His hood was down so his long ashy brown hair flowed down his back reaching the middle of his back. His stele was tucked away in his right side pocket. Hayden had two seraph blades on either side of his body. There were a few other knives tucked away along his gear. Hayden never came underprepared even in the shadow market. Grey/blue eyes scanned the area. The sun was going down so there would be more activity here. A few downloaders hissed and spat at him as he passed but none attacked. The tension between their races was high enough without someone killing the head of an institute in one of the largest cities. Hayden was on business here to check things out. He came alone as the other shadowhunters were busy making their next plans. Something caught his attention. In a dark alley, was a vampire. Something was off about the guy and Hayden wasted no time pulling his seraph blade out. The light lit the dark alley. " Is there a problem here?" His tone was serious and deadly. Hayden may have a pretty face but wasn't someone you wanted to mess with @Argeneau25 (edited)

4:15 PM

4:15 PM

((SOrry about the late reply work has been hard on me the last few days)) The pain took up most of his attention, not even hearing the other coming up on him or even hearing the words, until he smelled him. Quickly he looked over and then away "P-Pl-Please don't come to-to close." He said as he didn't wish to hurt the other, but more now that he saw the weapon that he had, it was s Shadowhunter blade. He knew that, they were not to kind do downworlders like him and far so that it looked that he was going to attack someone. Jansen was holding himself back more and more before he finally had to make a move. He reached down grabbing his bags of groceries and started to walk away. He held a hand to the wall, he wanting to do something else that would get his mind off the hunger. He didn't care if the other would follow or not, he just knew that he had to get back inside and lock himself inside so that he could control himself again. He walked to his apartment building and walked inside. HE stood at his door a few moments to get his mind back in control once more. Jansen was doing so good until this episode. Once inside Jansen locked the door up tight and made his way to the kitchen to grab out the jar of blood. He stared at it before opening it up and took a small drink of it. The pain of it hitting his stomach made him fall to his knees. But with the blood pain it was something else, his body rejecting it. Quickly everything that he just ate came up and covered the ground. Jansen coughed and hacked just trying to find a way to stop this. He wanted nothing more then to be a normal person, or at least a normal downworlder. @Swan

@Argeneau25 Sorry I'm just getting around to reading this. I am not sure how to reply since Jansen has locked himself in the apartment, it isn't normal for someone to just follow a stranger into their place XD My dude would just be knocking on the door trying see what was up)

Whichever way is fine or it can be another encounter as he didnt get everything his first round @Swan

Argeneau25

Whichever way is fine or it can be another encounter as he didnt get everything his first round @Swan

I think I will figure out something, my dude could just knock on the door and hope for the best XD )

haha that works

Hayden watched the vampire with curious grey/blue eyes. What was wrong with him? Something was off. It was strange and Hayden wasn't sure how he felt about it. It was his job to make sure downworlders weren't doing anything out of the ordinary. With the killings, if this vampire was one of them he would make sure he was turned in. Please don't come to-to close. the man said. Hayden held his seraph blade to his side. The shadowhunter ran his hand through his ashy brown hair. " Listen I don't have time for games." He growled. But before Hayden could do anything, the vampire took off. Sighing the tall man followed him. Whatever was going on he would figure it out. Without pulling out his stele he activated a few of his runes with his hands. In case things got ugly, he was prepared. When Hayden reached the door, he realized the man locked it. The head of the Institute put his blade away. There was nothing to worry about right now. Hayden knocked on the door. "Listen I need you to come out and talk. I don't think you will want me to break this door down. " He raised his voice a little do he could be heard over the noise that was around them. Hayden was becoming inpatient and hoped he didn't have to break the door down. @Argeneau25

It was the safety of his apartment that Jansen thought that he was not going to have to worry, until there was a knock on the door. He wanted to just leave it, hoping that the other was just go away but with them saying on how they were going to knock down the door if they don't open it got Jansen a bit worried. Slowly he pushed up the ground wiping the last bit of blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. With a deep breath he went to the door and opened it only slightly. Jansen held the door tight, just trying to keep himself from freaking out more then what he was. "T-Talk quick please." He said looking around and then back at the other just trying to understand on what they even wanted. He understand that his freak out was something of concern but he didn't do anything, he didn't hurt anyone nor did even be around anyone. It was hard to keep his diet of animal blood when people are around him just there for the taking and killing, but Jansen was nothing like his father, his Sire in a way. He hated the way that he was always pushed to do things that he didn't want to do. Nor did he even like to leave his apartment, but it was hard to not do so when you are running out of the things, that keep you sane. Jansen held the door even more as he felt the pain go through his gut. He grunt in pain, his teeth clentched not meaning to, but showing his fangs that he had been trying to get to go back into his gums since he went out of his apartment. @Swan

Hayden stood at the door. He felt the power of the ruins he activated coarse through his veins. Memories of his childhood flashed in his mind. But he quickly pushed them away. His mother injecting him with angel blood while she carried him might have been a horrible crime she was playing for but the gifts that came with it were a blessing. Icy blue/grey eyes watched the door. Something about this vampire bothered him. Something was off and Hayden was here to make sure the man didn't cause any issues. There was too much going on in the shadow world to allow things to slip between the cracks. When the vampire opened the door, the shadowhunter gave him a cold look. Standing out here in the open wasn't the perfect way to speak to him about this matter but it seems he has no choice. " I need you to explain what is going on here. You look like you are in pain. Let me guess you ran out of humans to feed off and are suffering. I don't need any trouble around here. There is enough going on." The tall man said keeping his hands by his side in case he had to pull his weapon. Hayden watched him carefully. When the man grunted in pain and flashed his fangs, Hayden pulled his blade out again. " What is your problem? Can you not control yourself? I can take you to the clave for questioning if I have too. " His tone was cold and filled with acid. Hayden had no patience for the downworlders running the city. @Argeneau25

(( @Argeneau25 it looks like your partner is no longer on the server. Is it alright if I archive this? ))

oh...yeah

Oh Damn. Thats harsh

That happened to me. The person archived our rp randomly without telling me