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[OPEN] SOUTHWARK TERRITORY CLAIM

It should never be said that Jean-Claude does anything halfway. So too might be true of the claim to try and regain Southwark for Islington.

And so he sends out a proverbial white glove to Daybreak. A formal challenge, detailing what Islington is after, how they believe they have been wronged, and how they would like to take it back. Naming a time and place where the two parties should meet (a quiet area, after the sun has set), where Jean-Claude and those who will join him for his cause shall be waiting. To fight for what is theirs.

It's all very romantic, if he says so himself. Brings him back to an era where such a thing was more commonplace. A time and place that he rather misses, all things considered.

He sends out a call to arms amongst the vampires as well. Letting them know his intentions. Letting them know that he has specified there will be no cheating in this match-up, no silver bullets, no fairy aid. No teeth. An honest match, between the vampires of Islington and the witches of Daybreak. And may the winner reap the riches. It's pretty clear what sort of a stand he's trying to make, a stark contrast to the latest brutality. He can only wait and see what sort of a statement it makes. Regardless of the outcome.

So Jean-Claude plans. And thus they assemble, at the appointed place, at the appointed time. And so do Daybreak and Islington come together in their first honorable battle in decades. As honorable as a battle gets, of course...

((ooc: come tag in and fight alongside your fellow witch/vampire, discuss amongst each other the strategy and your opinion of it before going in, OR react together to how it was handled and the fact that they lost afterwards -- have at it! c: there are not that many daybreaks involved/signed up, as a note, so please team up with each other and feel free to NPC daybreak opponents for yourselves! ))

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Thomas strode toward the other vampires with the smooth confidence of a runway model, his hair blowing slightly in the breeze. Hair that some who had seen him before might notice looked different than it had last time they'd seen him. It was similar, yes. It was still long and black, but if someone looked closely, they'd notice the texture and cut weren't exactly…identical to how his hair had been a few weeks ago. That was mostly because of the fact that, thanks to Cooper, he now was wearing a human hair and lace wig secured in place with a bit of wig glue that should keep him from losing it in the fight…so long as no one tried to yank his hair.

However, despite this, Thomas seemed to be doing his very best to distract anyone who might look at his hair, with tight leather pants, an open leather jacket, and no shirt. The better to show off his amazing abs with, of course. His sword could be seen hanging at his side, and at his other side, covered by his jacket, was his gun. A gun he wasn't sure if he'd be allowed to use, because if they couldn't use silver bullets on vampires…well, regular bullets could be just as deadly to witches. He'd just have to ask, and if he couldn't, then he wouldn't.

"I did have one question before all of this starts."

Jean-Claude turns to the other vampire and cannot help but cast an appraising glance over him. He is nothing if an appreciator of beauty, and he recognizes eye candy when it's set in front of him, surely. Jean-Claude himself is dressed to impress, tight leather pants, billowing white shirt tied and the wrists and only slightly laced down the front. Exposing a very pale, very perfect stretch of his own chest. His own hair curls in soft rings about his face, down across his shoulders. And his eyes blaze a dazzling, mysteriously dark blue. He too is one who knows how good he looks, and does his best to flaunt it as well.

He has laced the holster of an old sword into his belt, and he is looking very much at home with it hanging there. Perhaps because he is. There was a time in his life where such things were commonplace, after all. If long ago, and growing harder to remember each day.

"What is it, mon ami?" he prompts the other vampire, cocking his head to the side with something of an appreciative smile in turn.

Thomas's own eyes gave Jean-Claude a rather thorough once over himself, a slight smile playing across his lips. Clearly, Thomas isn't the only one willing to share an amazing physique with the world. His gaze lingers on Jean-Claude's sword a moment, and he notices it's much older than his own, and wonders if this vampire has spent those years using that sword. If so, then he'd certainly do better than Thomas, whose own sword was barely a decade old and the sheath had the shiny, clean look that came from barely being taken from it's home.

"So this fight, is it exclusively a sword duel, or are guns allowed as well? I brought both, just in case."

He would, however, play by any rules set before him. Besides, how hard could sword fighting be? He knew which way the pointy end went, at any rate.

Edited 2016-06-10 23:35 (UTC)

Ah, so young and full of bravado. Jean-Claude smiles slightly, inclining his head at the other vampire. "I would ask that you keep your gun in your holster, mon ami," he requests. "Unless you are keen on letting them shoot at you in turn. That is the trade we are making, in this fight."

Though he can see why he may want it. He wonders if he does know how to use the sword, truth be told. Anyone more comfortable with a gun in their hand might not be so nearly as comfortable with a blade, after all.

"Right." He could try fighting with the sword. It couldn't be too hard. Swing the blade at the other person until he cut them, a fairly simple concept. "Now just to clarify, if I end up fighting against someone who would rather use a gun themselves, then that would be all right so long as we're both using he same weapon? Or would you rather I just stick to the sword regardless?"

He'd do whatever Jean-Claude wanted, of course. He actually liked the idea of having rules, since it was a welcome break to all the mindless violence and bloodshed that Millicent and now Raymond promoted. He just wanted to make sure he fully understood those rules.

Jean-Claude cannot help but quirk something of a smile at the other man in turn, taking in the look of him and the hesitance of his questions once more before he shifts, putting a hand on the hilt of his sword and shaking his head.

"If you are more comfortable with a gun, then you may challenge your opponent as such," he offers gently. "We are aiming to win this, after all." He cocks his head to the side slightly, coyly, as he continues to ask, "would that suit you better?"

"Yes," Thomas said, offering a grateful smile. "It would, thank you."

In fact, it may help in more ways than one. Not only did it improve their chances of winning not to have Thomas savagely charge in, hacking a sword at his opponent like a machete, but it would also be easier for him to focus on maintaining his focus once blood was drawn if he wasn't quite as close to his opponent.

Jean-Claude offers him a soft smile in return and inclines his head at the other man. "Then you have my permission," he responds. "You may use your gun. Just remember the rules of the duel."

He is trying to prove a point, make a statement about vampires in this move, as much as he is attempting to win back their territory. That they are not all mindless killers. Despite what their leader would have them portrayed as. Whether it will work or not only time will tell. But at least he has to try.

"Of course," Thomas assured him. "I fully intend to follow all of the rules."

After all, while Thomas didn't know it, he was here for essentially the same reasons as Jean-Claude. Whether they won or lost, breaking the agreed upon rules of this fight might confirm the idea that the vampires were out of control, and if that happened, Thomas suspected the other factions wouldn't put up with them forever.

Still, he would like to win either way, so he would shoot his best through this fight.

Jean-Claude smiles a bit knowingly at the other vampire. He reminds him something of himself, when he was newly turned. He hopes that he will never have that attitude worn out of him in the same way that Jean-Claude himself did.

"Oh, I do not ask you to follow all of the rules, mon ami," he replies, cocking his head at him as he does. "Where is the fun in that? I only ask that you follow the ones that should matter in this situation."

Thomas smiled back. "Of course. But clearly, I'm not the type to follow all the rules. Just the ones that really matter."

Following the agreed rules of the duel? That was important, if he wanted to make the right impression, but there were many other rules he was breaking right then as they spoke. After all, they were about to have a huge sword/gun battle in the streets of London, and he had a hand gun that, while a common model in the US, was likely illegal in England. That didn't even count following the letter but not the essence of what he was told to do, in situations where he didn't want to go along with something, but didn't want to rebel outright. Really, there were so many options open to Thomas for rule breaking, they just didn't apply to the rules Jean-Claude had laid out.

Jean-Claude cannot help but giving the other vampire another once-over at the words. Nor can he help the quirking of his lips in response to it either.

"No, mon ami," he agrees, a knowing expression on his face as he speaks, "I didn't think that you were. So long as you know how to behave when you must, then I think such things can be forgiven, however."

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