As a note, a vampire at 700 years old 1500 gens in can run at full speed about 6,993 mph. Just for something later.
Edit: Quick maths for a near thing made me go good grief I wouldn't want to race this guy.
Who knows how long it has been since Celecia lost consciousness. A muffled warped voice pulls her slowly back from the darkness into an uncomfortable light, along with a less than welcome sight. Though, after what she just experienced, even the little lecher was an improvement.
"Hey c'mon big sleepy titties, we have to get out of here. You lit up a multi sector beacon in that ritual of yours, we have just a few minutes before we're caught." Small hands prod her again before she hears them skitter off. The sound of sizzling followed by a shout in pain helps her wake up as Yolg skitters back from the golden Bands of Rynos, blowing on his hands. "Nope, no chance with that holy stuff. You'd think being a demon god would have at least some perks." A sudden realization spins the Chthonian's head towards the west, past the rubble that Celecia's and Maria's conflict created. "Blast, I thought we'd have a little more time before he found us. Celecia I'm being serious here, we have to get moving now!"
"Hank, what do you call this?!"
"Uh, a-a report on the last quarter's sa-"
"This is no sales report! This is garbage! I want a proper report, an actual DETAILED report on my desk tomorrow morning! This company won't run with abstract descriptions!"
"Yes- Yes sir."
I got yelled at again... A man in his late 20's, with a cleanly combed head of hair, perfectly kept suit, and a very depressed expression on his face slumps forward as he shuffles out of the building. Returning a less than energetic wave to Clive as they go their separate ways, Hank walks westward towards one of the tram stations. He does this every day, nervously shuffling in place in the crowded tram, avoiding eye contact with those who walk past, both off the tram and on the sidewalks as he gets off at the exit at the end of the metropoli, and starts jogging away along the shrinking roadways until he reaches a path he is familiar with. With that turn civilization starts to really fade, as the paved forest path makes way to more and more of the controlled wilderness.
He had a rather long day today, so it was taking ol' Hank a little longer to pick up speed. But right as he starts to jog faster he sees a little sign along the road. He slows and stops in front of the little rickety wooden sign, fresh red paint, or what looks like paint anyways, reading "FREE CHURROS AHEAD" It took him a little moment to decipher what the sign meant, since he had never seen a churro before. but he did like free stuff. It took only a couple more minutes of jogging for him to find where they were offering the mystery treats. Someone had assembled what looks like a big lemonade stand out of wood, a big banner above it with the words "FREE CHURROS" moving limply with the slight autumn breeze. The stand itself did little to conceal that it was built in front of a cave, or that the pale gentleman offering what looks like sugary treats on a blue tablecloth at the stand looked anything other than suspicious. But Hank, while not a trusting person, is not very smart.
"Welcome traveler, welcome! How lucky for you that we are offering free churros only today at the-" He takes a quick look at the sign above him, then frowning. "Free... Churros, stand. Y-today only, haha! Come here, don't be shy!"
"Well, I do like free things. What are they?" Hank edges slowly forward, but the cinnamon smell of the churros entices him to continue until he is standing in front of the stand. His rumbling stomach sold him on eating whatever the churro was.
"Ah, churros are a delicacy from a far away land, a very exotic place called the Mexico Sector!"
"Isn't that a place in Earths?"
"Pretty sure it isn't good sir. But they are very tasty, and very filling! Try one, try one!"
"Well, if you think so." Picking up one delicately, Hank starts to bring it to his mouth before he is distracted by the pale salesman gesturing rather animatedly for him to eat it. Only after staring at the man for far too long does he stop. He instead looks away and starts whistling. Pursing his lips, Hank starts thinking about not eating this thing, but he was just so hungry. His boss didn't let him eat lunch today. So he takes a bite of the churro, rather enjoying the cinnamon-
"HAHA YOU FOOL, NOW YOU ARE POISONED!"
Hank didn't even have time to chew it yet before the man points a finger in his face and laughs at him, just standing there staring at the finger.
"IN JUST MOMENTS YOU WILL BE UNCONSCIOUS, AND WE WILL TIE YOU UP AND DRINK YOUR BLOOD! HAHAHAHAHAAAA!"
It was really awkward for the next half minute as both man and apparent vampire stare at each other. The vampire slowly loses his maniacal expression and instead grows more and more confused and concerned. Hank doesn't move out of pure fright. With a lean back, the vampire calls down into the cave. "Oi, Anton."
Someone calls back up, his voice reverberating from just inside the cave. "What?"
"What kind of poison did we put in the churro treats?"
"I dunno, just that it knocks people out, like, fast."
"Once they eat it yes?"
"Well yeah, though it has to get in the stomach first."
Hank leans forward and opens his mouth, letting the churro bite fall on the table. The vampire hears it, turns back to look at the saliva-damp churro bite on his table cloth before giving Hank a "WTF man" look. Hank winces and mouths sorry silently.
"What if they spit it out first?"
"Well they- Wait did you just do what I think you did?"
"No, I did not do the evil laugh to early."
"Yes you did you idiot, that's the only thing you could have done."
Another apparent vampire comes out of the darkness of the cave and smacks the first over the head.
"Ow my head, why are you so mean."
"Because you are too stupid to do one job." This new vampire looks at Hank like he was looking at a turd, who is still frozen. "Now I have to kill him myself and make a big mess."
"I'm not clea-"
"Yes you are. Gods, you are so stupid." Anton rolls his eyes, suddenly disappearing as he instantly moves around the fake booth, long uncut nails filed into claws aimed at stabbing through Hank's eyes and into his brain move faster than any human could even see-
He squeaks in fear and sways to the side, sliding past Anton's outstretched fingers. The vampire stops in shock, pulling his hand back halfway before he decides to try it again, swiping at full strength only to have the human duck under his hand. "Did you just dodge me? Twice?"
"I think you did you maggot."
"He squeaked too."
"No I didn't-"
"Like a duck."
"I did not!"
"I heard it too," Anton remarks, before shaking his head hard and getting himself focused again. "Rafel! Help me kill this guy!" With a blur of strikes, Anton gives it his all with both hands to claw this weird man to bits, the first vampire hopping over his stand knocking some churros into the grass, the con now forgotten as both vampires stand on opposite sides of Hank and try to gut him where he stood, but the slippery worm that he was was somehow dodging every attack from the both of them before slithering out with a yipe and taking off into the woods. "How the h- GUYS WE'VE GOT A RUNNER!" This stirs all sorts of shapes in the darkness of the cave, eyes lighting up in the dark. "LET'S GET HIM!" With a whole lot of yelling Rafel and Anton lead over a dozen vampires at full speed into the darkening woods after a human as fast as them, who was screaming all the while.
It didn't take long for the vampires to catch up to the screaming banshee, a few of the vampires even had to stick fingers in their ears to try and filter out how shrill and girly the shrieks were from their dinner. While they caught up to him quickly, outpacing him at a rate that just from seeing him they could surround him, Hank managed to see them and with another shriek increased his pace, the vampires doing their hardest just to keep up with his new speed. Anton pulls up on his left and a new vampire named Deeq on his right, who was grinning something fierce as he scared another squeal out of Hank with a loud snarl.
"This guy does squeal!"
"I do not!"
"Shut it blood pack, we're gonna eat you!"
Anton reaches down and swipes at his Achilles tendon as Deeq reaches over to grab Hank by the neck, but defying all logic he leans forward and comes completely off the ground, going fully parallel as he spins like a bullet, somehow landing back on his feet running as the two vampires almost lose their balance. Anton nearly trips up as another vampire takes his place, both her and Deeq take turns swiping at Hank at full speed, the man somehow dodging both of them attacking at full speed with all their might while never losing his balance or dropping his speed once. The two vampires were so absorbed in this that while Hank ducks under a low hanging branch, the woman thwaps her face in the branches and Deeq barrels through the trunk of it, making the tree explode as he begins to flip head over heals, screaming bloody murder as he clutches his face, which is now full of wood splinters and chunks. Rafel slows down with the two, the woman's face now brilliantly red as she tears up from the pain as she tries to fan her face with her hands, Deeq rolling around in pain and his own wood shavings, doing himself no favors there. The screaming from Hank and the hollering of the other vampires disappears quickly into the woods as Rafel tries to figure out what to do with Deeq. "Oh gosh that looks bad."
"No one uses that word anymore- OH THE PAIN."
"Alright I'll uh, I'll get you back to the coven. We need the boss to catch this guy!"
Deeq was too busy screaming to answer. As he tosses the vampire, now more wood than man, over his shoulder he checks the woman, who was ok enough to run behind him before he takes off at full speed to fetch their boss.
"Bossbossbossbossbossbossboss! We've got a problem!"
"Unclog the toilet youself you disgusting cretin." The less than marvelous leader of this rag tag group groans at the doorway, dropping a can of beer before popping open a new one, taking a bite of oily pizza in the other hand. "And somebody kill that blood bag already, his screaming is giving me a headache."
"No boss that's Deeq, he ran into a tree. And it's not about the toilets!" Rafel dumps Deeq less than ceremoniously on the ground, which he has to apologize for as he shouts in pain again.
"I think I've gone blind!"
"Don't be silly Deeq, no vampire has ever gone blind from wood shavings, just pull them out and you'll be fine. Boss!" Rafel scrambles over, avoiding empty pizza boxes, pop and beer cans as he makes his way over to a bigger man sitting in an easy chair, wearing a long black coat that matches his long unkept black hair and beard. Really the man looks like a rock star that's let himself go.
"We have a real big problem boss."
"You're standing in front of the tv Rafel."
"Boss, a blood bag is outrunning us." This actually gets his attention, as he looks over his beer can at Rafel.
"Outrunning you say."
"You know you're vampires right."
"And a blood bag..."
"Is outrunning you."
"Well when you put it that way boss it sounds stupid, but I'm not pulling your leg. This guy's some sort of shrieky speedster. My ears still hurt. None of us can catch the guy. He might tell someone where we're at."
"Well that's a problem isn't it."
"Yeah he could bring the Senate's Billy bots here-"
"No, you're interrupting my show. Fine, fine, I'll got catch this guy for you. What am I, surrounded by newborns," The boss grumbles as he takes a final bite of his pizza before dropping the slice in an open box and finishing off the can. "Alright, should be simple enough. Just that way?"
"Yeah straight west boss."
"Straight west." Then he was gone-
Hank was already terrified, but when a wild looking man appears in front of you out of nowhere about to claw your head off with a rather bored look on his face, even you might leak a little. Hank has grown a little embarrassed by it. Sheer adrenaline kicks in, Hank dropping to his knees as he slides under the boss' claws by a hair. The boss watches him slide under and past him, flipping up and over a raised root before clambering back to his feet even as he is hounded by his coven. Interesting. The boss straightens back up after he recovers from his swing, then disappears again, almost caving Hank's head in from a double foot stomp from above as the man slides to his right with eyes wide with fear. The ensuing impact throws vampires left and right as Hank makes sudden distance, screaming again like a little girl as the boss winces. He really does scream like a girl. This time the boss reappears behind him, keeping pace with Hank as they leave the coven behind them, the boss slowly gaining as he starts to reach a hand out to grab Hank and end this hunt.
With eyes full of tears, nose running, and a very wimpy look on his face, Hank runs for his life. I haven't done much with my life. You wouldn't believe it that I come from a long line of Aural Wizards.
The boss' hand grew closer, almost grabbing the back of his suit before he had to drop back slightly to avoid another tree.
My name is Hank, Cartier... Smith.
The boss nears again as they draw closer to a clearing, one that the boss was planning on putting on a burst of speed to bring Hank to the ground and finish him off.
I never could use the family natures. And I always got beaten and made fun of because of it.
They exit the treeline with a burst of leaves and reach the open air that surrounds a lake.
I'm weak natured and never could stand up to my cousins. Not that there was a point.
The boss became a blur, even at their speed, closing the distance in a heart beat as he lunged. Space curls inwards on Hank as time draws to a crawl.
Really... Hank's foot hits the ground one final time as his entire body clenches, coiling inwards.
Running away was all I was ever good at.
He could see Hank turn into smoke as his arms curled around him. Now off balance, the boss tucks into a single roll before he comes up on his feet and stops with supernatural force, the drop in speed sending a ripple of air pressure through the water next to him. The boss could hear himself breathing as the dust disperses, looking at the rising moon's reflection in the disturbed water of the lake before he looks around the clearing and the treeline beyond. He was all alone here, not even a speck of evidence for the direction Hank went in. It takes him a long time to finally turn around and begin the long journey back home.
Ok, so. The reason I did that math earlier for vampires of that age is to figure out of fast my boy the big boss moved.
The chase up until Deeq hits the tree is going to be roughly 20 seconds total of full speed running. Roughly Rafel picking up Deeq and starting to run back took about 15 seconds, and the run back itself would be another 20 seconds.
Rafel's and the boss' conversation I measured roughly 90 seconds of full conversation, pizza eating, and beer drinking before the boss finally gets up and decides to kill this screaming child that is causing his vampires so much trouble. The difference in time between him leaving and catching up to Hank is near instant, but to make the math easier, we're going to call it 1 second.
Now, these vamps are your average vamps, roughly 700 years old and not a new generation 1,500 did for my math. Their top speed at that age turns into 6,993 miles per hour. To see how far they traveled before the boss chased after them we have to convert into feet per second. each mile per hour translates into 1.4666 and the six repeats feet per second. So at that speed, Hank running for his life and the vamps just trying their darnedest to shut him up were moving 10,256.4 feet per second. That's almost 2 miles of forest per second.
Before the boss caught up to them, they ran for a full 145 seconds in a straight line away from the coven's cave, which would have put 1,487,178 feet in between them and the boss, roughly 281.6 miles, or 453.29 kilometers for our brits. For our math, the boss crossed this distance in one second, where IC he did that in far less than that. This puts his movement speed at over 1.4 million feet per second in that instance, turning into 1 million, 13 thousand, and 985 miles per hour.
And that was him moving lazy.
And yes he still lost Hank.
Yes his unique ability is speed, in case you hadn't figured it out.
Its all that beer and pizza. Its weighing him down. xD
A truly terrifying prospect indeed. Puts the limits of Cain's ability into new perspective don't it?
He actually needs the calories to fuel his higher than average metabolism. Funny enough he's gone so far that he could pretty much live off of just pizza grease and beers for decades.
Damnit I lost my categorization as a Theocracy.
Time to try and get it again.
In the flash moment that Jacob lines his face with armament Haki Iris of course notices, and leans into the kick even more so to speak. Striking hard and true he glad he was able to put up his haki defense, because it feels like there isn't one at all. His foot, dug into the ground, plows through sand during the follow through and goes deeper into the ground before buckling and falling over, but only rolling some odd feet. Iris lands and looks to him, friendly as ever, just waiting for him to get up. "Good reflexes, you were able to put up your haki just in time. How's your 'beautiful face' doing?"
"Just fine, but not as fine as yours," Enkara winks from his beach blanket.
"W-what's happening...." Celecia flutters her eyes open weakly, entirely out of energy. She had used every ounce of her power in the magical tug of war with Maria...and lost. In her groggy state she inadvertently thinks aloud. "Is that the Imp?" Coming to her eyes start to open wide as she realizes what's going on, and what Yolg means. A ritual like that had to draw attention, and the fact it failed so spectacularly only made things worse. She tries with all her might to get up but is struggling to do so, her physical strength failing consistently to pick herself up off the ground. "Dammit, dammit, dammit! No, this can't be happening!" She stops and turns sharply, feeling the same thing Yolg can now in spite of her grossly weakened senses as a result of her state. She bites her lip and turns, trying to push herself up and kick herself off the ground in the same motion to stand, but she instead just lunges forward a bit and collapses again, face planting directly next to the bands of Rynos.
You mustn't leave us behind, little witch. Celecia hears the all too familiar voice calling to her through her mind. With a scoff she moves to try and get up again, but suddenly stops as Rynos calls out to her again. You will be needing us many times in the future if you have any hope to correct the plague you have cast upon this realm.
"Gaaaaah dammit all!" She reaches to her side and grabs one of the bands and immediately feels a surge of her returning stamina. Taking note of this she immediately grabs the other band as well and puts them into her side bag she had carried them in before, looking to where the imminent death of an approaching presence is coming from. She didn't have a return of magical power, only her stamina and physicality have returned, but that's something. Still collecting herself after seeing what Maria has become, hearing the supposed fate that awaits her, Yolg's reactions, and even the approaching presence of someone or something that means certain death. "What have I done."
Despite his innocent appearance and demeanour, the young captain tumbled through the sand with a colourful phrase or two before he landed face down in the sand with a groan as the side of his head felt like he just got slammed with a fridge. Though the praise for doing damage control lessened the blow somewhat for him. He started to get back on his feet as he felt the side of his head as he could still only hear ringing in one ear "Still beautiful I'm afraid." He quips back with a smirk of his own. "Oh how burdened I am with my indestructible handsomeness." Using his pinky finger to wring out his ear of sand and get that ringing sound out he settles back into a defensive stance.
I'll have you know I just actually laughed out loud, like...for real. My friends on xbox are confused as to why.
"How burdened indeed, allow me to help lighten this weight from your shoulders, Gentlesmoke~!" Calling out as if she legitimately enjoys hurting Jacob in this way he is promptly given mental warning of an impending Iris underneath him, placing one hand on the ground and pushing up for a strong kick to his chin, which would be followed up promptly by her launching herself into the air during the follow through and doing a backspin to plant her heel into cheekbone, sending him right back down into the sands below face first. If Jacob fails to keep up these dodges he might actually end up disfigured with all this focused face shots XD
The way she spoke certainly did make him worry that she was actually enjoying herself in beating him up as she was. If anything else it was the perfect incentive to absolutely give it his all to not get hit in the face, and give it his all he did. Her first move was to get in low to kick high into his face, first of all he leaned back so the kick couldn't get his chin "I appreciate the kind gesture!". And with her backspin downwards to get his face again he rushed forwards "But I'm afraid this burden is mine to bare alone." Jacob spun around to defend on the chance she springs for him once her heel planted into the ground, preemptively putting up a full body armament as he did so. "That and I think you're enjoying this too much for me to trust you with my face."
So I went in to get a filling done, got all comfortable and had my baby bib on, and the dentist's assistant asked me what side it was on and put a cotton swab there and left.
Thought it was just to absorb saliva or something. Then I couldn't feel my face.
EDIT: I still can't feel my face.
Love how Synn liked Wab's post twice XD