A Meeting of Heart

[Hayden Lassiter]

So it begins....

Hayden, bored from the lack of social activity, had an absent expression. He was doused in dried blood, his clothes dirty and his hair stained. It would come right out later. He was half-walking, half-being led. Hayden was following his nose. He wandered right up to the edge of a cliff. Hayden inhaled deeply and smiled his wicked smile. Hayden tilted forward. He was being drawn into the misty abyss. Hayden closed his eyes and let himself fall forward. Head first into danger. That's what he smelled. Hayden snapped his eyes open mid-fall. Hayden turned to land on his feet, and so he did, without so much as a "thud".

Hayden took in another deep breathe. "Ooo... what is that delight?" Hayden could smell it. It smelled enticing. It was the scent of enrichment. The scent of blood, with a hint of perfume. To Hayden, that could mean many things... Including fun.

[Celena Dementia]

Celena, still a little put off by her so-called "defeat" against the hunter and that blonde witch, relaxed on her ledge in the quarry. After she had arrived in Shadow Peak, she had discovered this place, much to her delight. She pretty much made this her lair.

She raised her head when she heard something hitting the ground, "What was that?" she asked herself. She sat up to investigate. Resting her Elbows on her thighs, she leaned over to see a boy sniffing around and smiling. Who could that be? He looked absolutely...interesting. She wondered if his blood would make the place more cozy.

She pushed back some of her hair with her blood-stained hand, "Hello there, boy," she greeted in a somewhat sing-songy voice, "What brings you here?" she was smiling, but the look in her eyes spelled out murder.

[Hayden Lassiter]

Hayden's smile dropped for an instant. He wasn't expecting a greeting. His excited smile was replaced by one more... interested. Hayden saw the danger in the girl. Hayden could also feel the danger in him... rising. his voice held something. What was it? Wrath? Hatred? Lust? It was impossible to tell. "Sorry, am I interrupting something? I smelled something divine, so I thought I'd look for it. I wasn't expecting a beautiful girl."

And there it was. Hayden had been trying to lower her guard. He was gonna butter her up. She definitely looked dangerous. Hayden didn't know wether to expect a fight or a pleasant acquaintance, but he was certainly thrilled.

[Vergil Tavon]

Vergil sat on the ledge, with the moon to his back, as he listened to the two talk. He could tell that the one girl thought she was strong. Though by her apperence, he could see she had been pretty beaten up before she had gotten to where she is now.

As for the boy, a strange aura was given off of him. Vergil didn't know what it was, but it seemed to be powerful none the less. He listened in alittle more then thought it would be perfect for him to make his introduction.

He jumped down and landed right on his feet, just as the boy did. He walked toward them with the moon still to his back. "My, what a wonderful coincidence. What are the odds that all three of us would be here at the same time." He said as he moved he smiled in a sophisticated manner.

[Celena Dementia]

Celena tilted her head, a slight smile quirking at the corners of her mouth, "Divine, you say? Must be my perfume...or rather, the perfume of the woman that I killed a few hours ago. It smelled so lovely I just couldn't wash off her blood," she put one of her blood-stained hands under her nose to smell the blood, "Ah, yes. You can still smell it," a psychotic smile spread over her face, "And beautiful...it's been a while since anyone called me that. But that's probably because they can no longer speak before any complement can be said," her eyes studied the boy before her, curious. Did she want to kill him now or later? Or at all?

Before she could make a move to either speak or kill, a red-haired man jumped from a ledge, the moon at his back. Who was he? Celena smiled over at him, "My my...another person of the male gender. Aren't I a lucky girl tonight?"

[Hayden Lassiter]

Hayden watched as Celena bragged about her fresh victim. The mixed scent was indeed pleasing. Hayden was definitely enticed now more than he had ever been. Even more so when she spoke of her own affixiation for killing on the spot.

That was when a man dropped out of nowhere.

"Well, there goes one idea..." Was what Hayden thought to himself, careful not to say anything.

Hayden's eye twitched as if a sour note had been twanged out as soon as the man spoke. Hayden looked over to the guy that just landed. He was careful not to lose his smile, but his brows were now furrowed.

[Vergil Tavon]

"Maybe you are right, but I'm not here to mingle with others. I have to say, you guys seem to be an interesting crowd. So, I think I'll break that habit for the time being." He said to Celena as he looked at Hayden. Just by the look of him, he could see that he didn't want him there. Though he was use to this, he just kept smiling at him then looked back at Celena.

"Oh, so you killed a woman and kept her perfume...it does smell rather magnificent. Though the smell of the blood could crevice for me. I rarely get to smell anything but burning corpses half of the time." He said, having the same smile as he had had for the time.

[Celena Dementia]

Celena frowned when the red-haired man said that he was just going to talk, "Aww...that sounds so boring though! You wouldn't even want to spar a little?" if someone were to look closely, he or she would see her bottom lip jutting out slightly, "For a man with such...exciting hair, your personality sure is dull...or is it a bad day for you?"

"Ah, so you can smell my perfume too? I do have to admit that the blood does add something special to the scent. But enough about my perfume...I feel rather merciful today. Can I know your names before I kill the both of you?"

[Hayden Lassiter]

Hayden laughed. It was indeed funny that a pretty girl was serious about killing him for once. "Come on, if you wanted me dead, I'd be dead by now." Hayden said this matter-of-factly. It sounded like he was saying Celena would be at a loss without his company. "Don't you think it's rude to cut to the chase like that? Whatever happened to pleasantries? Especially with a girl like you."

[Vergil Tavon]

Vergil nearly laughed as he heard her say she was going to kill them. "Oh, I don't think you will be killing anyone today. Though, I have to appologize, I don't give my name out to anyone that I don't fully have the trust of." He said, though the word trust was not part of his vocabulary. He wanted to see if she would be useful or not before he gave out his name. Though it would just be easy to kill her right then in there, he didn't want to start an all out war at the moment.

[Celena Dementia]

Celena turned her head to the blond when he started laughing, "Rude? Pleasantries? I'm afraid that rude is what I am. I haven't needed to use pleasantries since I was at the sorcerers guild in Greece," she bent forward slightly as if she was going to tell him a dark secret, but she did not whisper, "I've discovered that pleasantries aren't needed by banished ones such as myself."

"And what makes you think that I won't kill you, Mr. Big n' Tough?" she didn't say that mockingly, there was actually a flirtatious ring to it, "Although I do sense a dangerous sort of aura about you, and you over there," she said to the blonde, "And since both of you are so disinclined to reveal your names to me, allow me to introduce myself. I am Celena Dementia, banished while still a teen from the sorcerers guild in Greece."

[Hayden Lassiter]

Hayden chuckled again. "So, your name is as pretty as your face." Hayden looked over to who he will forever dub "the mood-killer". He was getting more attention then Hayden was. Hayden's brows furrowed slightly further. Hayden looked back at Celena and his brows unfurrowed. "I'm Hayden. No fancy title."

[Vergil Tavon]

"Oh I'm not trying to be big and tough...my apologize. I just know that you won't want to hurt us at the moment...plus I have a mission that I have to prevail in before I have a chance to die." Vergil says. "Again though, I unlike the boy, will still not give you my name...unless...maybe I could ask you a few questions." He said now smirking.

[Celena Dementia]

Celena flashed an amused, yet flattered grin at Hayden, "Aren't we the smooth talker? I might just have to keep you around a while," she could tell that Hayden didn't like all of her attention being directed at the red-head. Didn't really matter much to her.

"A mission, you say?" she turned back to the red-head, "How delightful. I can tell that a mission for a man such as yourself isn't finding a lost puppy or something as equally innocent. Are you out to kill, sir? But I suppose that you are the one that is wanting to ask questions. Fire away. I'm curious as to what your purpose is. It will help me decide whether or not I'm going to let you live."

[Hayden Lassiter]

Hayden gave another smile to Celena. Before he could say something though, that guy spoke. It seemed like it caught Celena's attention more than he did, again. Hayden looked back at the mood killer, brows furrowed. "So that's why you're being so nice. Alright, what do you want, since you obviusly want our help?"