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undergrounds2016-06-07 07:13 pm
baisant) wrote in undergrounds2016-06-07 07:13 pm
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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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Cooper is looking a little worse for the wear as he meets up with the other vampires. He's still physically recovering from his fight with Alex and mentally is still smarting at his failure to bring her in. Thus, he's much more likely to sulk and be much more of a snarky smartass than he usually is. He hangs back, looking over the others. What a motley crew they are.
He's got a gun with him, a small cannon that looks like it'll blow him straight back if he actually fires it. He hasn't had to use it in years, but he's kept it in good working order. Not that he plans to shoot anyone unless he has to. This all seems like a dreadfully civilized affair. Such a shame really. He's never really gotten over his youthful obsession with fighting tooth and nail for a cause.
After
And then they lose. Cooper can't believe it. His apartment is in Southwark and it's still in the hands of those bloody witches. And this all seemed like such a good plan at the start to take it back. Well, they've got no one to blame but themselves for their failure.
He is not a happy vampire and it definitely shows on his face. "Great. There goes the feckin' neighborhood," he grumbles to anyone within earshot.
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Cooper might notice, however, that Thomas still seemed to have hair. He also might notice that it wasn't the same hair as Thomas had before. After all, there was no way he'd ever go out in public while he was still bald, but there was also no way he was going to miss the opportunities this fight posed due to one embarrassing incident that he really didn't want to talk about. Buying a wig, and an expensive human hair wig at that, was clearly the only solution. That, and wearing tight leather pants, an and open jacket with no shirt, to make sure the people they'd fight would be looking at everything but his hair.
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Don't think that Cooper hadn't notice Thomas standing there. The way he was dressed, a blind man would have noticed him. He also noticed that he still appeared to have hair. Was that a-- yes. Yes, it was. Despite how terrible he was feeling in general, suddenly, the night was looking just a little bit better. Cooper had a very sharp-toothed smile as he approached Thomas. "You look like you should be standing on a stage somewhere with women stickin' money down those pants."
First meeting: get into a fight with him. Second meeting: immediately insult the way he's dressed and compare him to a stripper. This was how standard interaction for an eternally bratty teenage vampire went. Of course, he had the advantage here. If Thomas got too mouthy, he could just reach up and snatch that wig right off.
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And really, who would want to hit such a beautiful sight? Other than Cooper, naturally. There was a part of Thomas that was still bitter about what happened before, of course, but at the moment he didn't want to mention it or even acknowledge it, lest the fact that he was wearing a wig came out in earshot of all who were there to hear them.
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Lucky bastard. At least Thomas got to be stuck in an adult body instead of one that was forever stuck in the throes of puberty. Cooper always looked a little awkward, like he hadn't quite grown into his hands and feet. Not that the other vampire was bitter, nope. Not at all. That was his story and he was sticking to it.
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Sure, they might not have a high opinion of him in any other areas, but in that one? He could be guaranteed a few interested parties.
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Cooper continued to look him over. It was a mixture of bitterness and appreciation when he got right down to it. One didn't live as long as Cooper did without learning not to be picky. Playing both sides of the field came naturally to the vampire.
"I'm sure they do. Then you open up your mouth 'n they forget all about that." Forget fighting Daybreak. It had been worth the trip just so that he could needle Thomas. He could keep this going all night and likely would, up to the point where they actually had to fight anyone.
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Thomas then jokingly started to slide his jacket down his shoulders, showing off his biceps.
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"Put that back on, you whelp!" Cooper smacked Thomas on the back of the head. He looked quite unimpressed with the younger vampire's antics. "In case you've forgotten, you're not just representing yourself. Try t'remember you're a member of Islington now 'n act a little bit less like--" He paused, trying to think of a suitable word. "--like whatever it is you usually act like." Cooper was a right pain in the ass most of the time, but he'd never done anything to embarrass the nest.
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"Right. Fine, I'll stop."
It wasn't something he'd ever worried about in Chicago, but then, things were different here than Chicago. He was still getting the feel for things here, so he might do well to wait a bit before he made enemies out of his allies. Besides, back in Chicago he mainly had to worry about embarrassing his sire, who he didn't much like, anyway.
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"That's the first sensible thing you've said." Cooper nodded in approval. What do you know, it was possible for Thomas to be taught. He normally had little patience for young vampires. They were all still high on the feeling of being immortal, like nothing could ever touch them. It made for a headache. Or maybe Cooper was just getting old.
"Also keep in mind that this a civilized fight." The way he spat out the word made it clear that Cooper disapproved of Jean-Claude's old fashioned mindset. He much preferred fights when they were down and dirty. This idea of some white-gloved duel irked the vampire. Better to just go in, shoot (or bite) first, and ask questions later.
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"Don't worry, I plan on following all the rules."
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"I suggest you be careful. Make a wrong move and they'll hex you into next week." Being around the girls of the Circle Midnight coven had taught him that much. Witches made for some powerful friends, but they could make worse enemies. "Or y'know, something could happen in the middle of that fight t'reveal the little secret behind your hair there." Yep, he had to go there. Ignore than grin on Cooper's face. It means absolutely nothing.
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Before (because he knows better than to speak to him after losing this haha)
"Not that I am complaining to have your company here, mon ami," he comments, "but if I had to take a guess I would not know that this was your sort of affair here."
Any commentary afterward would be reduced to "This is all your fault!"
"I'm a member of Islington, aren't I? Of course I'd be here." Nest loyalty trumped everything else in Cooper's mind. It gave him a sense of purpose and a direction in which to go. If he didn't have that in his life, he'd be lost, not to mention dreadfully bored.
HAHAHA i figured :P
He tilts his head to the side at Cooper, offering him a softer smile in turn. "I thank you for joining me here, mon ami," he says. "Perhaps it is a fool's errand, but it is good to know that I have others on my side in the attempt."
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"Who's more foolish, the fool or the fool who follows him?" He'd heard that in a movie once and it certainly summed up the present circumstances nicely.
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Jean-Claude smirks at the other vampire and then inclines his head at him. "Perhaps it is true," he agrees. "But even so, the company is appreciated."
He glances out across the way to the direction where the opposing faction is to gather. "There are those who would not approve of my ways. Quite a few who are in power in fact who would rather that we take the territory by storm, leaving no survivors in our wake, but I have found..." He takes a breath, glancing up to the sky as he does. "We are going to have to live with these people, come the light of day. It would not do to make further enemies than we already are."
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Cooper could understand JC's positions quite well. It hadn't been so long ago that he'd been one of those bloodthirsty types himself. But after reaching about the age of two-hundred, he'd begun to mellow out, even if fighting was still his preferred method of solving situations. "You're talking to the wrong vampire about makin' enemies. I'm pretty sure I've got more of those than I do friends right now." He could either worry about being in that situation or laugh about it. No prizes for guessing which route Cooper was taking.
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"Considering I have yet to try 'n deliberately get in a fight with you, rest assured, I'm doing my best t'suffer," Cooper says cheerfully. Despite his light tone, he means the words sincerely. Cooper is never the best behaved vampire in general. However, when it suits him, he can rein in his worst impulses and actually act like a decent sort of monster. It's good to know that he has an ally to go to if things start getting hairy in the nest. One never knows just when the situation might change.
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"But of course. After all," Jean-Claude says, a smile spreading across his face once more. "You are here with me now, are you not. If ever I needed my proof, I should think that this would be it, n'est-ce pas?"
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Cooper grins up at the older vampire. "Oui bien sûr," he replies in French. Hopefully JC will forgive him his atrocious accent. He glances over to where the rest of the vampires have gathered and the coven of witches across the way. They're all starting to get antsy. It won't be long now.
"I'll see you after this whole shindig is over." Well, actually, he wouldn't. He'll be far too upset and willing to look for someone to blame for the whole mess to seek out Jean-Claude, who he'll see as the instigator of this whole mess.
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