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 Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 11:10 pm
Isn't that a clever name, eh?
Wow, look people. I am back after being deleted by who knows. ninja talk2hand
Well, here comes the part where I add smart comments and last but not least my photo favourite: Okay, I'll start with advice.
Don't stand behind a horse or he will stomp the living daylights out or in to you as well as some dirt.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 11:36 pm
"Raven, It's not as though I don't like you but I don't want to complicate things further than they are." He pleaded with her knowing her temper.
"You, selfish son of a *****. I watched your back out there and all you can offer me is good bye. Well, dammit that's not good enough, Dessik." She sneered at him as she grabbed her coat and things, moving towards the door. "This isn't over. I'll catch ya in a dark alley." She said just before she slammed the door, apruptly ending the converstion.
Dessik was worried. She was strong and she had alot of connections. She could jump on him fast than a rabbit if she really wanted payback. And besides, she knew he didn't hit women in any way so what the hell was he supposed to do. Daena was M.I.A lately and Aislann was only around when he wanted to be.
Maybe he could get help from... Who, Dessik, who in the city would help you take care of some bad a** who was started up by him.
He was exhausted from earlier in the day. Loading and unloading was strenous work even if you are a dog. He had definitely worked like one. And was paid minimum wage for his services.
He laid on his bed, telling himself he would shower in the morning. He was too tired to sneeze more or less get up and shower. And it was easy to fall asleep. Just like that. Snap!
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 6:58 pm
Dessik tacked a note on his front door.
"I'll be gone for a while," it said. "To go save the world and be back before the end of my life."
"Actually," the letter continued at the bottom, "it's not that dramatic. But I might not be back. At all. Going to save pack-kind."
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 4:49 am
Dessik sat up in bed in a cold sweat. He'd one of the worst dreams he could fathom. He'd dreamed that Myyth had found out about what he was really here to do. But no one else knew about it except the factions involved and they wouldn't tell her for fear of reveling themselves. But Aislann, he had no qualms. He'd actually planned on killing Myyth after the baby was born, fleeing with the rest of the Mirimota family until they'd reached the underground.
But while here, Aislann had lost alittle bit of his hard edge, but not enough. Aislann would still tell Myyth just to see if she believed him and to see her reaction.
Dessik had wanted to keep Myyth to nurture the baby until the child didn't need her no more. Then they would turn her out. Sit her somewhere where people can pick her up.
He jumped out of bed and got dressed, leaving quickly after.
((Exit to That Church))
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 9:01 am
The room was silent as Dessik sat cross-legged on his bed. If the world wasn't so hard, so untrusting ans jaded, no one would be in these situations. If only trust was easy. If only one didn't have to sneak behind another back. If only any action anyone made wasn't in the prgression of their outside self but for their soul.
If someone could change the world what would they do? How could they not be wahsed away by the tide of nay-sayers and cynics? Everyone has a good idea but no one wants to be hurt by showing their outside.
All anyone wanted was to live in peace. To love and be loved, to have. But they can drive one into the the ground ans sometimes even lower. Cause hell has no reservations. It will take whoever it can put it's fire around.
Right now, a soul is tetering on the edge between hell's fiery gate and heaven's healing hands. Sometimes the hands can push because to heal there must be something torn, or hurt inside or out. An imaginary line that just keeps gettint thinner and thinner until the best intentions can be mistaken for sin.
What can be done if the world is in Peril? What would the actions of one do for the souls of millions?
Dessik got up and stood at the window to his apartment. He looked out over the city, over the horizon. Twilight was beautiful, a claim night made on the world. Something almost never caught. He jumped out the window freefalling for stories upon stories. Sometimes, a crowd can look like hands from so far above.
Is this what they see before they die? Those hands beckoning, moving your conscience into a false state of security? Is that what makes falling to one's death that much easier?
Never could he do it. Never would he let his body have a meeting with the ground in such a violent way.
He grabbed hold a pole, swung around letting go at the right time to grab onto a gargoyle. He nearly slipped but his claws held on. He came to a stop hanging by one hand. He looked down. All of a sudden the hands didn't look so comforting.
He was in a cold sweat and beads of it rolled down him. His breath had simmered down. He vaulted himself onto a ledge and kept on moving kept on jumping, running but from what? Nothing to be afraid of. No one and nothing.
He felt invincible as though he could take on anything, especially.... certain someones. When they came, he would be ready. He cat leaped to the street and rolled as he landed to his feet. He came to a wall and punched hard as he could, crushing brick. He knew what he was doing.
To smart not to now. He could anylze all and his basic actions were no trival thing. He knew his motivation. He should go find Omki.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 11:33 pm
Dessik moved though the concrete jungle, his heart racing in beat with his steps. He may not be invicible by any means but this made him feel as though he was flying. In a way. He lauched himself off one ledge and landed in a terrace and kept on moving.
All I need to do is find Omki. Then I can get everything settled. I just tell him to watch out for... what exactly would I tell him? And why would he believe me? I'm just some punk who had a crush on his girl for a while.
But I have to. Damn it why is he so hard to find. All he had of him to go on was a brief meeting in which he hadn't took down his signature or his smell. He stopped for a while standing on the edge of a roof top.
He was breathing hard exhilerated by le Parkour. It made him be abled to think far more clearly. It was so easy to let go and at the same time be in control, so fluidly.
The feeling of a wild animal could overwhelm one in this state. Dessik did not like to use the animal for this. This part of him, the Traceur in him wanted to be abled to do this own. Oh yeah, Omki. Find him. Find him. or Them.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 9:09 am
"Dessik, were are you?" He laughed deeply. He remember a game he used to play with Dessik when he was just alittle pup. Similar to tag but alittle bit more deadly.
Dessik's scent was coating everything and yet it was fading which means he hadn't been he for some time. He didn't like what he was finding.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 6:32 am
As soon as Dessik walked in he knew. Taish was here. That could be really good news or bad news. Dessik had been out for a while in the alley. Some one had clocked him so hard he'd been knocked for days. When he'd woke up, all his clothes were saturated with water and whatever else he'd been laying on. Whoever had done it had had the decency to stuff him somewhere concealed so he wouldn't be found like that but he couldn't think of who would've done it. No one really disliked him.
He headed for the work room, feeling lazy after laying in a alley for several days.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 4:56 am
Now all Dessik wanted was to find the rest of his family now that he knew they were missing. All in all, he really didn't care about Aislann because he was demon but where was Dae at? She was the baby of them and he worried about her more than most anything. And being that she was a vampire and not allowed to come around here, where he had been staying for most of the time, he lost contact with her so quickly. Though Aislann had broke those rules just alittle.
He tried calling her through thought-speak but he couldn't get her and he had not seen her ever since, well awhile ago. He was mad that he'd let things slip out of perspective ever since he came to this place. Family always came first over anyone and anything.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 9:38 am
"Hey, Big Bro." She said as Dessik walked in. 'Don't tell anyone I'm here, but I had to come because something horrible happened to me and I think the same thing happened to Aislann as well. I was knocked out somehow and put in a airplane hangar and Aislann was in the middle of the ocean, looking like he'd been hit by a truck or a plane for that matter."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 10:18 am
"Hold on, Dae." He said, holding his hands up. "Okay, what happened to you? You were knocked out." His hand cupped his chin. That happened to him as well. And she said to Aislann apparently. "Okay, hun, cool down and tell me from the beginning."
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