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Derek Bliss ([personal profile] rather_be_surfing) wrote in [personal profile] trinkett 2013-03-17 10:49 pm (UTC)

[Derek stays as he is for several minutes, holding that crouched position while he waits, and listens. There's no further movement, of course, but he knows.

It's just a question of how to get the little bastard down on his level.

Finally, he'll allow himself to relax, uncurl from the hunter's crouch he'd been in. He'll stretch his neck, rubbing it as he nods his head side to side. Yep, nothing here, his stance says. All clear. He turns to head for the stairs.

And that's when the vampire tears the floor out, dropping through the hole in one swift, nearly invisible from the speed, movement. A slap of clawed feet against the second story floor as it leaps for Derek's head--

And has its own head shorn from its shoulders as Derek turns in the same second, swinging his sword around in a precise arc.

The hunter doesn't hesitate, landing hard on the still flailing corpse to place a stake at it's heart, brutally driving it in with the weight of his own body. Once it's still for a moment, he'll haul body and head to a nearby window, tossing them out to burn in the sun.]

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