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 Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 11:06 am
I'm seeking my salvation alone again...Strees Noenusk
Twisted Monk
Nobody
Strees Noenusk Theme
Strees would have run for quite some distance before he suddenly stopped, his eyes showed confusion as he didn't fully understand why he was overwhelmed with fear just a moment ago. It wasn't like him to think in such a way as he would turn back down the alley of the tavern, as he cursed to himself before sprinting back towards the fire he had started. The smoke of the burning crates and barrels would make for a convenient cover as he approached. He wasn't sure where the two were seeing as he couldn't see through the smoke himself, although he would certainly cause some havoc upon re-entering this petty fight.
He would keep running as fast as he could as he would football kick one of the burning barrels, with his momentum it was lucky that he was even able to do such a thing as lift it from the ground and cause it to bounce and roll down the alley towards the two. As this happened he would of likely had his foot click multiple times, likely pulling/bruising muscles and shifting the many bones within the area of his foot. His hand would be placed upon one of the burning crates as he ran, only able to pick up a small amount of the element as he would keep moving, following the burning barrel as it rolled, using its smoke to hide his own movement. As he would grow closer her saw the clothing and skin colour of the demon to the side as he would then grasp at his staff.
He would reel it from his back and aim to bring it crashing down upon the demons head, right between her horns, he didn't have any idea of what she was trying to do and why she was facing the man who joined now but he didn't care. Strees was now on his last legs, his energy running low rather quickly he'll need to rest eventually.
...I never needed to be one of you anyway.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 4:16 pm
AKUMU Akumu leaned in close to her as well but before the kiss touched his lips his eyes jumped over to see the barrle and jumps in the air and back from where it lands. he then looks up holding his face with his hand with a twisted smile on his face his eyes wideing as he starts to laugh showing his teeth with his devilish grin. "..Heheheh.." his eyes move to the demoness to see whats of her after the barrels.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 6:06 am
 Kimtorgha 'Kim'
Slave Driver, Illusionist
Acknowledged
Kim would pout as he pulled away from her Kiss, she would make an angry growl. Kim would then turn her head as the Barrel was coming towards Kim, would was getting extremely annoyed as this who situation. Kim would lift up her left leg and force her hoof right though the barrel, smashing it to pieces. Kim would push the Shadow Demon away from her and push off with her legs, doing a backflip onto a nearby cart. Kim would then place her hands onto her hips and look towards the Lynx man and speak "Your Getting on my nerves so I'm going to go now Hunni" Kim would then purse her lips and blow The Lynx man a kiss. using her Strong legs and Demon like Hooves she would push off the cart with all her strength, sending her up and onto the Rooftop behind her.
Kim would look down, the power from her Jump had destroyed the Cart she was standing on and Several Glowing, Purple Orbs had fallen onto the floor. Kim would stop and talk once again. "Wow you sure are lucky, those Orbs are said to contain magic powers of Gods gone by Te he, if you know whats good for you maybe you should take one, could make you a match for me one day." Kim would then turn her back towards the Two Fighter and then turn her head back towards them before winking and Disappearing over the Rooftops using her extreme speed.
((unlucky, Kim has Escaped but at least you Get a Magic Orb Each! These will be explained in an announcement soon! Please Put that you have a Purple Magic Orb in your Profile!))
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 4:29 am
I'm seeking my salvation alone again...Strees Noenusk
Twisted Monk
Nobody
Strees Noenusk Theme
Strees would watch in a rather annoyed scowl as the demon got away, he would curse to himself, breathing heavily as he would walk forward towards the man who helped her giving a rather annoyed gaze before swiping up one of the orbs. He would slide it within his robe while he muttered to himself, turning away from him and walking down the alley, aiming to leave the area. He wasn't sure where his path would lead but he would certainly hope to cross it with that demon once more. As for the strange man who had turned against him, it was very likely in Strees's mind that their paths would cross again. Whether or not these thoughts were from logic or just some twisted mind set not even he would fully know.
He would carry the staff now, allowing it to clink against the ground, showing no concern for those who thought with him still in the tavern, injured. To him they were simply people he'd forget, or be forced to recognize if they were to have their injuries seen to. Strees was fairly unharmed within this situation, a few splinters here and there but nothing for him to stop moving over, he supposed he was lucky, or perhaps something with fate or destiny.
...I never needed to be one of you anyway.
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2011 12:17 pm
 Esma entered nodded at the bar keeper before taking her normal spot to sit and watch the other patrons as she enjoyed her pint of ale . Luckily for her the normal spot she took had her back to the wall so this time no guys could try to get behind her smirking she drops the small coin purse onto her table and begins counting out how much she's got today in the dim lighting while dreaming of buying her own place .
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 4:09 am
As the woman would enter, the tavern's previous damages would suddenly reverse, windows repairing themselves, lanterns forming back together, bottles returning to the shelves and so on. The two other patrons (Broken and Aoria's characters) were still near the dark corner of the tavern, their injuries and other such unpleasantries were still with them, their injuries still quite bad. The rather large bar keeper would come out from the store, not seeing anything wrong with the place accept the rather bloodied bodies of a vampire and a demon. She would roll her eyes before clicking her fingers twice towards the two, suddenly a blue wave would emerge from the wall and encase the two, and as quickly as it came, it had vanished. With the wave disappearing their wounds would have also, any damage, and blood stains they might of obtained would be gone as though it never happened.
The Large Elven women said nothing as she stood at the bar, the strange blue magical entities going about the bar, cleaning for when the bulk of the customers would return. ((Kind of surprised those two haven't posted =/ guess I'm gonna have to send PMs))
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:27 am
"All I need is one moment...
Just one moment... Tavian Yakuri
"Raven"
Evil - Chaotic
Nobody
As Tavian entered, sheathing the blade he had at hand, he noticed the large groups of friends in different parts of the tavern: drunks, Humans, Goblins, and a large mixed group. Seeing as he had no reason to speak to any of them, the Hybrid headed to the bar. Upon sitting down on the wooden, unsteady chair, Tavian realized their were a few 'unlikely' people hanging out in their own smaller groups... of one. A Lynx, a Demon, which Raven wasn't unfamiliar with, seeing as he had seen hundreds of them, at a time, and others. Assuming he had no business with them, the Hybrid went along with what he was doing. He ordered tea, but in return was given a groggy green substance. When he tasted the drink, Tavian immediatly wanted to spit it on whoever had made the drink. But that would just draw even more attention to him. And that wasn't something he could afford to do, at the moment.
... to complete the genocide...
and restore my clan."
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 4:38 pm
Kenta had been away for awhile. His shop temporarily closed in where it had grown to look like a giant tree instead of a building. More for security to keep out others than to disguise the building. Upon returning he figured he would go to the local tavern to welcome himself home. He figured Lenny and the girl he had been with would both not be waiting for him anyway. He entered and without observing turned to the right and presumed to sit at his favorite table. One which the bar had purchased from him as it is. The only one that looked like it was still a living plant. Mainly cause it was. The bartender himself was busy but did take it upon himself to bring a cup of hot water to him and pat him on the back in a welcome back notion but had no time so quickly returned to his duty's.
Kenta would smile to himself and drop some crushed tea leaf in the water and wait a little while the water brought the nutrients and flavor from the leaves.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 6:23 pm
 Zane Bladechild Nobody Having wandered around for a while, Zane decided to stop and rest for a spell at a place that looked at least somewhat hospitable. Entering, he looked around for a moment, and settled with sitting at a table, ordering only milk for now. Nearby, he noticed a man with what looked like... Cat ears? He found himself staring for a moment, noticing that he as well did not drink alcohol. ' Mind telling me what that is? It smells... Well, rather appetizing, honestly.' This would be his daily attempt at conversation with someone new...
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 7:18 pm
Kenta's eyes would ply up carefully to observe the speaker before taking a small sip. "This is tea a mix of hot water and herbs. If you wish I can ask the bartender for another glass of hot water and let you have some of my herbs." He stated calmly smiling slightly for effect. He watched the person to see how he would react. Kenta was a man of mentality and calculations. This would go in one of many ways and depending on that would have one of many reactions. Kenta was always prepared for as many things as he could at a time, but preferred the pleasantries to the violence.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 6:00 pm
Zane Bladechild Nobody Zane put up his hand and shook his head. ' No thank you. I'll keep from trying that for now. It does smell good, but as you can see,' He gestures to his own drink, a glass of milk, ' I have my own drink here. However, it sounds as if that's nonalcoholic.' He smirked, and took another drink of his milk. His hands were away from his blade, for once, and he felt relaxed. (Have to say this: OH MY GOD THERES JOHN TRAVOLTA ON DANCING WITH THE STARS!)
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 6:18 pm
Kenta would watch this person. "Is that a bad thing?" He asked seeing the person relax a little which let him feel at ease. He sipped his tea letting the pungent heat calm his soul and he let it show visibly. He had been traveling for quite awhile it felt good to rest and have some tea. "Alcohol is not a very nice welcome home for someone such as myself."
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 6:27 pm
Zane Bladechild Nobody Zane nodded, seeing the other person relax. ' Aye, I'd agree to that.' Another drink from his milk, and some stayed on his lip, nearly hairless though it may be. ' Then again, if you're just coming home, I honestly haven't left yet.' He nodded once more. ' So, what's your name, then?'
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 6:39 pm
Kenta gestured to a chair letting this newcomer realize that he was invited to sit and get comfortable. "Most know me as Kenta." He said calmly and smiled, "Yours?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 12:29 pm
Standing up Esma wanders over to the counter chuckling abit as one of the men looks ill after drinking some of the brew she then motions for a refill and gets some food to go with it one hand motioning the other having first tucked her coin bag into her blouse and then resting on her hip where her weapon rested itself she was now eyeballing the others measuring them up as she waited for her drink smirking darkly more to herself then others.
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