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 Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 7:39 pm
(peter just sensed your change and fallowed you two.. he's above the snipers and was conflicted on if he should kill them or not to help out you two...P.S. are you talking to peter as the vampire?)
Peter leaned down to over look the events. the second the wolf had taken pulled out the bait.. the second hadn't moved.. are the snipers waiting for a clear shot on him.. why aren't they trying for a shot at the wolf to?...
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 7:48 pm
He waits for snipers to get a clear shot... he wipes out his desert eagle and shot off 2 rounds...both landing in the snipers head. Exterme accuary and skill...nice.
"So ready to come down from there? Newbie..." He yells.
He twist he pistol around and lowers his hat. His rugged clothes blow in the wind. He holsters his desert eagle and pulls out his axe and puts into the car... he looks at the cleint still knocked out. He lights a cigarte and begins to smoke it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 8:05 pm
Peter grinned... newbie? Peter jumped forward his hands grabbing the edging of the building swinging his body downward, inward through the building's windows into the midst of the pathetic excuse of snipers. wonder if he knew there where 7? Gun shots and terrified screams filtered throughout the buildings halls, the flash of gunfire shined onto the glass of the dark windows and died out with the cries for help. Peter emerged from the window grinning and licking his lips as he was changing back. He jumped his arms hanging behind him in the air as he free fell to the middle of the lot where this wolf was. As he made contact with the ground his legs bent down beneath him cradling his fall, his hands came forward resting on the asphalt as he stood. His nails where still changing back from claws, bits of hair where pulling back into his skin, and his jaw was changing back along with his teeth to make him look human. As he stood his full height he was fully in human form again. He grinned licking the corners of his teeth. Blood smudged his hands and arms as they hug loosely at his sides. "Hi... I'm Peter" (when your friend introduced the snipers he said there where 6 or 7) ( http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo130/fates_stitches/richard.jpg?t=1249745776 ) (except he'd be grinning.)
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 8:23 pm
"I'm matt." He said.
He picks up the cleint and walks north. He turns around the croner he see's the bar. He puts the cleint in the back alley behind the bar. He Laughs remeber how fast it was when he was a wolf.
"So your new....Where are you from?" He says.
He smokes his cig.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 8:42 pm
Peter fallowed behind.. grinning. "England.. I've, been hunting in West Europe for a while but decide to come to see the states.. right now I'm waiting for a call, waiting for a lead on my first job..." He looked around taking in the senses of the ally and the nearby bar.
"so tell me.. whats the meat sack for?" Peter motioned to the 'client'.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 11:40 am
" Don't know...David says it's for money and he is nowhere to be found so..I'm just helping him."
He attempts to wake up the cleint....
The cleint wakes up and askes "Where am I?"
"You fell go back to the bar." He says with a smile.
The man walks back in.
Matt jumps up onto the roof and deploys a camera on the roof with a perfect shot at the bar. His camera can pick up any vampire senct and heat...
"Lets move." He says.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 11:56 am
Peter grinned darkly.. "Sure thing. " this hunter seems to be on to some trail.. and was paid to rescue that meat sack... wonder if the snipers are after him or the other one.. interesting..
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 7:00 pm
Hears something and tackles peter. A sniper round skins Matt's left calf. Matt pulls out his Desert eagle and fires 2 shots. Then from a distance there was a loud thump of a body falling.
"Your welcome,"He says.
Matt enters the bar takes in the lounge. He smells mortals and laughs.
"Thats funny, how they don't even know." He says. He begins to reload his desert eagle. He drinks his beer. For now he can relax. He watches the cleint dance with 3 girls. He smells that they are mortals..The snipers were too. He keeps his eye on the cleint. The cleint begins to makeout with a girl.
'No skill" He says.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 7:14 pm
Peter smirked at the 'client'.
"well what do you expect from a human.." he drank the beer he had ordered.. he was distant in thought but still reacted.. but Peter felt slightly ashamed that the sniper could have squeezed a shot off at him.. down wind.. punk..
He wished that the night would last long.. he was eger to use more of his skills.. he didn't like being in a new town where everyone thought he was a newbie hunter.. he had been doing this job before most of these kids grandparents where in dippers.. Dispite his agitation he had to admit. the kids go skill..
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 4:10 pm
Raven walked into the club, not really expecting anything. She kept to the shadows, as she was good at that, and couldnt be distracted right now. She found a booth in a dark corner and sat, looking at everyone there.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 6:13 pm
Peter brought his head up, staring into the lights overhanging the bar... He closed his eyes pivoted his neck in a long arch, snapping the joints in a loud crackle before opening his eye's again... The shift in the lot and the killings in that old apartment building.. it had all happened to fast, he hated only getting the quick tastes of blood. To start to enjoy the bloodshed and then only pull yourself back before being able to really, truly appreciate the hunt, the kill. The voices, the hungers in his head did not quiet down. I want more.. Its been to long.. let us run.. even if there is nothing to eat, let us run.. more.. the city is vast and full of all different breads of creatures.. give us something... you know you don't want to sit here drinking all night, it's boring.. your better then this.. And all Peter could do was to tell himself to shut up, that in a new city he had no right to jump into hunting without guidance so quickly, he didn't understand how the system worked here. He wouldn't go disturbing the order of things. But he could not deny, he wanted something to happen.. He wanted some horrible thing to happen, something to make this night.. interesting.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 8:47 am
Watches the cleint. The cleint was a party person. Annoying always getting drunk and dancing.
"So how old are you?" He askes.
"I'm 82, But look 21...the whole immortal thing." Matt says mummbling. He's a little drunk himself. He tries to keep his eyes open. It was a LONG night. He stares at the cleint...The cleint was leaving with a girl.
"Follow.." He says
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 8:58 am
Peter got up and walked with Matt. "...Well I was 24 around the early 1800s and.. I think I've aged about five to six years since then." Peter walked his eye's watching the room... why are you fallowing this hunter and his client.. what are you doing? Why arn't you out there running down some street punks into some dark ally or chasing some rouge vampire or werewolf? 'because I'm already helping with a job, besides. this ones been shot at.. humans with guns are fun to play with.. their fun to hunt..' he thought to himself.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 11:12 am
Matt runs up on to a dumpster then on to the roof of the bar. He jumps to the roff where he placed the camera. He looks at the camera screen as two large man walk out. Their heat signutre are low...
"Vamps..." He says
"You got a gun?" He askes.
He loads his desert eagle with uav rounds. The man are following the cleint. The stupid human stumples and falls flat on his face. He laughs and gets back up. Matt thinks and wonders why vamps. He takes out a hunting sniper rifle cutomized with uav rounds and thermal readers. He cocks the gun and watis. He does'nt know if they are a theat yet but if they are...bye bye fangs.
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