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 Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 7:49 pm
Valic was unfased by Rogue's comments about his mother, but the ones of his grandmother, got to him. It angered him but not to the point of going off, and killing. He got out of his seat as he watched her leave with a confused look on his face, touching his cheek, his gun still in hand. After a minute or two standing their, thinking of what the kiss was for, Valic shook it off. "Alright, everyone out!" Valic shouted, shooting towards the ceiling.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 9:52 pm
Kamahl is unfazed by the shots that resounded in the club. He continued to sip on his drink as many of the people were starting to leave the place. He glanced up for a moment to watch the mortals and immortals alike leave in disarray. "This should be interesting...."
His gaze fell upon the shadows in front of him but he kept a close ear for any upcoming actions that he could not see. A feeling came over him that this place would end up become a mausoleum of sorts....full of dead bodies and the moaning of those who were about to die.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 9:57 pm
Kashkin sighed. Shooting? Already? And where did that girl go? The one who owned the place? He knew who she was, and he had a score to settle with her as well. Nothing bad, but none the less, an unavoidable confrontation was in order.
With a nonchalant look on his face, Kashkin sat there, moving himself to the very back corner of the room. He hadn't been noticed... yet. And once everyone was gone, well, he would simply inquire as to what the whole fuss was about. That guy most likely knew where the girl (Rouge) had gone as well.
He took another drag from the almost used up cigarette, bottle of wine on the table. He exhaled, letting the smoke flow throughout the screams and yells of everyone running for the door. Why oh why did everyone make such a fuss when told what to do? I mean, really! All the man asked was for everyone to leave. It wasn't as if he shot anyone yet, so there was no need for the unecessary noise. Sheesh! Talk about overreacting.
"Well, so much for not getting a headache."
Kashkin picked up an ash tray and threw it into the croud while seated. He heard a muffled grunt, but the person he hit kept running. All the racket was quite annoying!
All in all, he was also waiting to see which drunk person would run into the wall first. He took off his glasses, his hair still shadowing most of his face. However, what light was there was glinting off his right eye as he looked to find more than one other person unshaken by the recent event.
He had to admit, the other people who remained calm were especially dangerous lookin'.
One of them was at the bar, and he had a strange aura about him. A powerful one at that....
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:10 am
As the last person in the crowd had exited through the door, Valic looked around the mess that the panicing guest left. He put away his gun on his rib holster, beneath his trenchcoat. Then notice a drunk old man at the bar, passed out on the counter. Valic grabbed him by the back of his jacket collar, and threw him to the door with ease. The man hit the floor and tumbled out the door, and down the front steps. Valic made his way over to the double door, and slammed them shut. Valic then made his way to the bar where the bartender, casually kept washing glasses, and took a seat. "Give me a some White Russian, on the rocks." The bartender fixed one right up, placing infront of Valic. Valic took the glass in his hand, and was about to lift it to his mouth to take a sip, until a smell caught his attention. "Theirs someone here..." Valic got up from his seat and took a sniff of the air, tring to catch the scent of what it was. Valic then notice two men. One sitting in the far corner of the club, and the other a booth against the wall. "I Thought I told everyone to get out..." Valic spoke awaiting for them to leave, or reply. Right now he was'nt in the mood for fighting after that talk with Rogue.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 5:42 am
Kuro rises from the shadows in the middle of the room and looks around 'My my, what I have heard is true' he snickers to himself 'Its amazing how fast word spreads' he walks over to the bar and takes a seat on one of the stools and then turns towards the man near by 'A bare room and no sign of Rogue' he now looks at the man 'This club has been taken over' he thinks for a moment 'But who would be powerful enough to take on Rogue? Well at least I cant sense them in the building' he then looks towards the other two in the room 'Do you know who did this?' he then just snickers to himself.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:49 am
Kamahl continued to stay seated in his chair. His glance fell upon the man who had just entered the room. "I suppose it's the guy at the bar who was shooting holes into the ceiling."
He looked at the guy in the corner booth. "Is that a safe assumption?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 9:43 am
Kraehe walked into Las Noches with Valic's note in her hand. She heard some yelling and walked in.
"What the ********?" she asked in her british accent, loking around at the scene.
She sensed other scents of lycan, which automatically made her tense.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 9:52 am
Kashkin smiled, nodding to Kamahl. Ah, what a strange turn of events this was. However, he didn't care.
"Well, as long as everyone's calmed down, I suppose that I can get my info from you." Kashkin pointed at Valic, dropping the cigarette he had in his hand and smothering it out on the floor with his left shoe.
"Listen, pal, I don't really care who you are, but I got a few questions for you, as long as we are in the eye of the storm." He then pointed to the guy who seemed to ascend from the shadows of the floor, and the girl that just walked in. "You two.... Ummm.... Well, I don't really have anything to say to you. Are you tainted by chance? Or vampires?"
He stretched, still not getting up.
"So, buddy with the coat, are you in charge of this place now? And I need to know where Rouge is."
He then glanced at Kamahl again, wondering who's side he was on. He hadn't seen him before, so as of now, he was surrounded by very, very dangerous strangers. Even though ke had bullet proof leggings, arms, and chest pieces, a sawed off shotgun, and his favorite, customized pistols, which happened to have fine tipped bullets that gave them an extra kick.
Too bad Kashkin never got in his head as a child that talking to strangers with guns is a bad idea. Oh well! He also looked at the girl that just came in.
"Oh, right! Hey lady! There are people with guns in here, and they are taking over the place. You might wanna leave..... unless you're here to claim this territory too??"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:01 am
Kraehe rolled her eyes, which turned an apple/neon green.
"I am a Vampire..." she said, baring her fangs in a sarcastic manner.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:11 am
[ Edit ]
[I hope this works out better. Tried to work everything in! =D ]
Takiko's brief stoll through the City ended shortly. She came upon Los Nochas, deciding a quick drink should not do much damage. Even if it was vampire territory, she felt safe here. It was a feeling of warmth she had felt ever since she stepped foot in this erotic club.
Takiko's slender figure stopped not long after she entered. She could not stop herself from looking around at everything. The last time she was here, it was in one piece, now it looked as though it could fall apart at any moment. She slowly made her way to a seat, not wanting anyone to notice her staring at all the damage.
Just before she sat, she made sure to grab a drink on the way to her seat. It was not enough to amount to anything. Just something for her to pass time with. Though her dark eyes remained on the man and women speaking to each other, the women talking of her being vampiric. It was not intriguing, but still, Takiko always enjoyed watching people.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:16 am
(((Heyyyyo Kareeesata! Umm.... there's no one in the club besides Kashkin, Kraehe, Kamahl, Kuro, and Valic. Waitasecond..... That's a lot of K's! X'D Anyone else notice that? Anyway, yea. Those are the only people in here, and it's basically the eye of the storm. Everything's calm, for now. Feel free to join the fray! Oh, right, and there are bullet holes in the celing, and everything seems turned over and or trashed, like everyone else scrambled out of the club for their lives.)))
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:19 am
((So... Want me to delete my post? ))
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:20 am
(((Na, no need to delete anything! =D Just edit it a wee bit and it's good to go!)))
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:31 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:38 am
(((Sweet deal!)))
Kashkin looked over at the door, seeing another girl walk in. Wow! Even after a terroristic threat this place still brought in customers! He made a mental note to compliment Rouge on that later once he found her.
"Sheesh! There sure are lots of people comming in!" Kashkin said, a grin on his face as he stood up, bottle of wine in his hand.
"I mean, really! How popular is this pla-"
Kashkin's left foot caught on the chair as he just began to move foward, he waved his arms around like a maniac, in circles, and all over the place, but finally fell down on his back. He let out a low OOF as he hit the ground. Groaning, he rolled over, getting onto his knees then sitting down on the ground.
"I already have one complaint for the person who owns this place.... make these chairs attached to the table or something..... Maybe if they were on the celing it would work...."
He rubbed the back of his head, grinning. However, that grin was obviously not going to last long.
If anyone in the room knew who Kashkin was, then they'd know that some big booms were comming, and not just a witty catch phrase or saying.
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