Half-Blood Haven: Vampires, Werewolves, and Spies... oh my!

"I might be." Replied Mugsie with a simple little shrug of her dainty-looking shoulders. "I've been having weird visions." She started, staring off into space for a few moments. "But they're blurry. Dark, mostly. I can't really see what's happening in them. So I try to stay inside most of the time... but..." She smiled a little. "Never works."

Jennifer leaned in closer towards Marcus, "You're running out of time. Kill them all then get a move on; The Dark Wizard can't wait much longer..."

Marcus snarled at her, "I'm trying as best I can. I'd like to see you commit several homosides without getting caught..."

{*waves to all* Uh. Hai....*falls asleep*}

(*giggles* HEATHER!! *tackles*)

{*squeals* *hug/tackles* TAYLAH! =]]]]]}

(How be you....?)

{Tired but hyperactive as usual and quite satisfied. =] You, mydear?}

(Same... very tired due to Homecoming but otherwise satisfied)

{Zat eez good. =] Vant to RP, dahling?}

(Course! Moony and Padfoot?)

{Vhy not! You start! =]}

Taylor walked out of her apartment and stretched. The werewolf-halfie released a yawn and ran a hand over her face, "Too early." With a doft laugh she headed towards the exit of the buildings. Her hair was a deep red and curled; she wanted to try something different. But her skin was still awkwardly pale and she still had those almost-black eyes of hers.

Heather was snoring very, very, very quietly. She was sprawled across her bed, her mouth open, her usually only a little mousy now extremely mousy brown/blond hair puffed about her. She wore a pair of blue sock monkey sleep pants and a white, too-big-for-her sleep shirt. She yawned, turned over, and mumbled, "No you idiot!" in her sleep.

Taylor walked along silently, letting the cuffs of her long, black flannel sleep pants drag. She heard a distinct voice through the silence and giggled; Heather. Quietly she padded over to the door and listened up, what prank should she pull at the moment...

"No," she gasped, her legs kneading the mattress like a dog would if he was dreaming about running, "Stupid....no....I won't....ewe....stupid....no...."

Taylor paused at the door and started flat out laughing. Two options; vampires or Bobby... she'd most likely go with the latter. Silently she opened the door and walked into the room.

"Common, quit it!" she whined, curling up and batting away the invisible person with her hands. "Stupid idiot, almost..." then she burst out giggling, her face reddening in her sleep. "....Noey!...."

Taylor started laughign to a point she couldn't breathe; it was the vampires... She was actually on the floor, attempting to catch her breath but was finding it next to impossible.

Heather happy-sighed. "Awwwh...thank you Noey..." she mumbled. Then she giggled and blushed again, "Aaah! No, Noey, not now!....Ewe. Bobby. Get off of me." She yawned and shook her head. "Stupid brother," she mumbled. "Ruins everything. Won't stop...won't stop laughing...." She plugged her ears.

Taylor started gagging and rolled her eyes, "Little too early for mush." Quietly she got right beside Heather, took a deep breath then screamed right in her ear. Now this wasn't a little girly scream, it was more like a blood-curdling skriek.

Heather's eyes snapped open and she screamed the same type of blood-curdling scream in surprise. She kicked about furiously, still screaming, then fell face-first off her bed, still screaming. To say she was surprised....slight understatement.

Taylor stopped screaming and watched her friend flailing around on the ground. "Morning!" she said in a falsely bright tone. Silently she walked over Moony and headed for the door.

"TAYLOR!" she hollered, coming to. She lunged forward and grabbed her by her legs, bringing her down. "You are going to PAY, woman! I was having a GOOD dream for once!" She started rubbing her knuckles against Taylor's scalp.

Taylor tried to ward off Heather, palcing her arms over her head, "What, having a make-out session with your vampire boyfriend?" she asked in a taunting tone. Her taunt though was the sister-sister kind of taunt where it's actually a playful kind.

Heather's face went dark red, "Sure," she mumbled, "Let's go with that...." She continued to sit on Taylor's back, now just having her in a gentle headlock. "What should I do to youuuu....?"