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 Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 5:50 pm
Moger took off his shirt and exposed his throat. Well Loki, if don't like this you'll just have to blow me and then unmake me. "Do it." Moger braced himself.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:03 pm
*Rogue bit in somewhat savagely and did not make an attempt to ease the pain of his loss of blood.
She focused her mind, sifting the thoughts and images into her own consciousness, and brought them through in order, with only persision an elder could possess.
She saw faces, women, and many things that...had she been human, probably would have disturbed her in every sense of the word...but she was of an evil nature, and she continued to sift as she drank.
She pressed a hand behind his neck pulling him closer to her and deepening the bite, more blood flowing over her tongue and into her being. His blood tasted very different from that of a human, but somehow a tad sweet. It's power impressive in some reguards...
She pushed her own mind to a quiet state and reluctantly pulled away when most of his blood was gone to an almost deadly state. A trickle of his blood moved down her lip, and also down his neck. She knew he would heal quickly though...
but she had to work fast.
She bit open her own vein and trickled a small bit into his mouth. Not enough to change even a mere mortal, but the strength in the power of the vampuric blood/demon blood should have proved enough to restore the memories...
the only drawback was that she would possess a power over him, his blood bonded to her own...a psychic connection would remain reguardless of the results...
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:20 pm
There was pain, sharp intense pain that started at the base of his throat and penetrated inwards throughout his body. He felt the black blood rush out of his body. There something changed. Where the pain had moved inward, the pleasure started some where deep within and moved out. Every movement of her mouth against his skin sent a new shiver of delight rippling through him. He held onto her hips, not caring if this caused his own oblivion. His grasped weakened and his vision started to fade. Then he felt something cold run down his into his throat. It tasted like copper and made him whole. Then it was done.
"The Archangels" he spoke looking longingly into his goddess' eyes. "They captured and changed me."
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:24 pm
*Rogue licked her lips a bit and wiped any remaining bit on her lips away.*
"Yes."
*She backed off of him and her emerald eyes slowly stopped glowing and went back to their normal intensity. She walked over to the counter where a pack of Parliaments sat and she pulled out a cigarette and lit it.*
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:34 pm
He leaned forward and ran his hands through his hair, trying to stop all the memories from flooding him at once. I'm going to kill that aryan ********> Moger felt weak from the blood loss but felt as if he had a stronger connection to something like he did with Loki. He explored the new connection and looked up at the elder. "Rogue, your name is Rogue."
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:44 pm
"Yes.."
*She took a drag on the cigarette and looked out of the double window that allowed her to see out onto the dancefloor below, but no one else could see in.*
"You also know that my real name is Kaei Aubrey D'Ancanto."
*She smiled a bit then spoke into his mind without turning around.* Your aura is somewhat tainted now from that of a demon...though mostly the same...you belong to me.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:55 pm
As she thought the words, Moger spoke along. "I belong to you."
Moger tapped into the mental connection. I can't find Loki which means you are my maker. I no longer fear the wrath of the all father Odin or his son Thor. But now I can't go into Christian churches. Goddess, with your permission I need to gather my belongings from my old hideout and stay in the club as a permanent resident. Moger ripped the pendant off his neck and threw it to his side.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 7:35 pm
*Rogue smiled a bit.*
"This club is not your home. You have free will, but know if I require your bidding, you will come."
*She looked to him with intense eyes.*
"I have granted you something to which you can be free of the demonic powers that might supress you...though still demon, you are no longer bound by their law, yet you are no vampire so you are bound not by our laws.
You are only bound to me...your freedom is anywhere and everything. You are the same, and my leash only knows a bounds when you are needed here."
*She did not want a puppy dog follower, for she did not do this often...only a few times did she grant such things..
and there always was a price.
She took a drag on her cigarette and turned around and was every bit of the emerald goddess that others claimed she was. Her body somehow perfect, her eyes an unending trap of an emerald realm...flawless complexion...the Romans would depict her as one of perfect form for a creature of the night.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 8:01 pm
*Rogue smiled a moment, then her thoughts returned to her.*
"I must be off to business...can make your home in the building beside this...it houses vampires and others alike."
*With that she walked out the back door.*
((exit to docks))
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 7:32 am
Moger watched her leave then stumbled to get up. Slow, take it slow. Moger still felt the connection to Kaei; he had so many new memories. He decided to sit down and look through them. He learned about her family in France, the tribulations she went through becoming a.....Deathdealer? Her journey to America and her position as an elder. Moger put his shirt back on and looked out at the dancers beneath him. "So this is why vampires like to perch on things." He said to himself.
Although he was consciously oblivious to the fact, his hands were searching his pockets for a cigarette and a lighter.
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 11:02 am
Orial slowly began to materialize behind Moger, in his more human form, Moger was running a hand over his neck. "b*****d." Orial whispered.
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 12:24 pm
Moger turned around to see an old servent of Loki. (( ))
He asked the former fox.
Moger turned his back to him to face the dancers down below.
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 12:44 pm
Zero gets up and walks out of the club...
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 2:29 pm
Moger walked over to where the vampiric warrior dropped his weapons and collected them. He sheathed the silver knife in his boot strap and held his bat.
"Orial, I have business to attend to. Tell Saylis what ever the hell you want, but if I see you shadowing me again I'm going to going to beat the living f*ck out of you." Moger said directly into Orial's eyes before taking his leave.
((exit to Archangel ruins))
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 8:48 pm
"Interesting threat" Orial said aloud, "Interesting in that I cannot die, once already dead." Orial slowly demiteralized, "Sad that he will not know that he is killing Saylis, a*****e." Orial would have to hunt him down later, not knowing how he would beat the s**t out of him but he would figure that out later.
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