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 Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 7:56 pm
Turning to look at Rogue, she laughed slightly, stading up and twisting around so she could see the full extent of them. There were only three, beginning just to the left of her bellybutton, and extending all the way around to the middle of her back. "When i firstbecame a hunter. I was overconfident, and thusly, i have these to remind me what a crime that can be. I had been tracking him for a while, and when i finally had him cornered, i assumed it would be an easy win. I didnt count on survival instincts of a lycan being more violent than my own." She shrugged slightly. She ahd come to terms with that event a long time ago, and the scars merely served as a reminder now. She smiled softly at Rogue, brushing her hair out of her face.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 4:32 am
Lydia took an interest in the story, and it called to mind a few of her own scuffles. She looked at her left shoulder, the smooth skin gleaming back. She had been bitten by a Lunite there, and though it had been a deep enough bite to need stitches, she had no scar. She had never been scarred as far as she could tell. Not from scuffles with immortals, altercations with her own kind, not even from training....She should be covered in scars, but perfectly smooth skin always shone back. How odd...
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 7:15 pm
He makes his way from central park, blending in with the crowd and feeding in an alleyway the second he got the chance.
His meal calms him somewhat, his hands no longer twitching from such a close blooding of the demon. If it hadn't been for that lycan the hunters took in, he would have had that kill right then and there...
But it was of no matter...the demon didn't even seem to know he was being quickly devoured by the mist he ingested...he would feel the pain soon enough.
As he comes across a normal looking apartment building, he stops.
Two very distinct minds entered his counciousness at the same time.
Two of the four minds he actually trusted in this blasted city of cowards...But something surprised him even more...
Only one of those two minds was the same. And while he had seen neither in a very long time, what came quickly and sharply to his attention is that BOTH were of his kin...
Which would explain why they were both in the same area...
Which prompted him to investigate...
He moves silently down a side alley, coming out at the back of the apartment complex. He looks upward, finding the balcony that corresponded to where the presences were originating. Slipping easily into the vampire awareness, he steadies himself before leaping.
His momentum takes him upward at a great speed...placing him, to his immediate chagrin, on a balcony full of women...only one of them dressed.
Something happens to him that has not happened in almost 700 years.
He shows embarrasment.
"Ah...eh....hmmm"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 7:24 pm
Hearing the thud of someone ladning on teh balcony, she had moved at a breakneck speed. Jumping up from teh couhc, she grabbed the magnum she ahd put on the table and whirled it around, aimed directly at the person before she had a chance to realize who it was.
Smiling slgihtly, she dropped ehr guard for a moment, walking over to him. Seeing as she was pretty comfortable, she did not see a reason to put clothes on now. Whatever...either he could handle it or he couldnt. "Hey there Astande." She gave him a fanged smile, motioning for him to follow her into the apartment. "Can i get you anythig?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 7:37 pm
Seeing as how the women have absolutely no violent reaction to his appearing in the midst of them whilst nude, he gives a relived sigh and shrugs it off, instead focusing on SN's new hips for a moment( xd ). He raises his eyebrows and nods to himself in appreciation and almost a sort of pride in her new state. Having an already imbued respect for this woman for her talents amongst the hunters, he now knew he had a common bond within the group. One of his own. And one he knew would fight without cowardice...
"A Brandy would be wonderful, thank you..."
He studies her again, his eyes holding mostly a curious intention...he pauses before speaking, his appreciation at seeing her again unspoken but noticable
"...When were you turned?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 7:53 pm
Shrugging slightly, she walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass and a bottle of brandy from teh liquor cabinet she had fully stocked upon moving to this city. Pouring the amber liquid into the crystal glass, she didnt look at him as she replayed the incident over and over again in her mind. "A few months ago," she said, almost with a hint of shame in her voice.
Walking over to him, stepping lightly over the carpet, she flashed him a smile as she handed the brandy to him. "I was careless." She offered this as her only explanation. Mostly this came from the fact that she did not want to admit that she had been overpowered and overconfident in her abilities.
Grinning at him, she walked over to the couch, sitting down again and motioning for him to take a seat himself. "What have you beenup to? I havent seen you in a while."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 8:08 pm
He notices the change in her demeanor, and the look in her eyes. He recognises it. It's how he felt, all that time ago. A failure to his people. Over confident and feared. And how easily overpowered...
But that was a long time ago, and it had long been out of his mind as a trifling matter. She would see it as well, after time...He takes a seat next to her, still covertly admiring her in the moonlight, and examining as well...her change was going over well...her abilities would grow quickly...
"Aye...it's been awhile..."
He shift in his seat, thinking about his words...when he speaks, his voice is deep and less accented than before he left, and light-hearted...a peculiar change
"I beleive you could say i was..."Checking-up" on the war effort...there is much happening here in America...and not all of it is here in New York...I have been to the other covens....and..."
His voice loses it's note of enjoyment, becoming one of near-disgust. In the middle of his sentence though, a small smile seeps quickly through before dissapearing
"...Things among my...Our...kind...are not as different from the coven here as i had hoped..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 8:18 pm
"I know the extent of the war effort. Anything intersting happening at some of the other places?" She was interested to hear about the progess ebing made in other cities as well as NY. Since her change, she had done very little hunting. though she would not want to admit that.
Laughing slightly, she slouched back on the couch, running ehr fingers back through her hair. The slight effects of a hang over were strating to come to her, making her want to get some more to drink to try and releive herself of the massive headache just waiting to course its way through ehr head. Laughing slightly, she gently ran her fingers over his biceps, "Looks like someone has been working out while he was away too." She grinned, playfully giving them a squeeze before getting up to find a bottle of Jack somewhere in the kitchen.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 8:24 pm
He smiles, shaking his head with a laugh
"Well, a lone vampire tends to run into trouble pretty often...it's a good workout after you've changed a time zone or two."
He laughs, and then his voice becomes a bit more serious
"...I suppose you might want to take note of that..."
He shakes it off and stands, walking over to her and running a hand over the newly developing muscles in her back
"It would seem i'm not the only one gaining some muscle...mind if i get a refill?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 8:31 pm
She laughed slightly, standing on tip toe to get the last bottle of Jack from the top of the liquor cabinet. Upon reaching it, she almost dropped it, but fluidly bent around so she caught it. Giving him a grin, she nodded, grabbing the bottle of brandy and pouring him a second glass. She felt her skin crawl slightly under his touch; tingling slightly as she felt his skin brush against hers.
Turning around quickly, she laughed slightly, handing him his glass back. "Well you know, i like nothing more than a good training session." She blew off the obvious compliment with a smile and a wave of her hand as she brought the bottle to her lips, taking a deep swig as she green eyes kept locked on him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 8:38 pm
He coughs a bit and takes a step back, trying not to think too much.( blaugh )
He takes a swig, his eyes locking with hers. He smiles, and chuckles a bit.
"There's alot you have to learn..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 8:41 pm
"I'll pick it up as i go along." Giving him a small wink and a soft chuckle, she took another drink directly from the bottle, absentmindedly rubbing her fingers over the scars on her waist again. They didnt hurt, at least not physically. However, subconciously she always remembered the painful lesson they had taught her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 4:30 am
((Well, what an interesting development that has occured while I have been sleeping.))
She watched the exchange between Kerrigan and Astande silently, but they seemed to not notice anyone but themselves. She stood and put the empty plate in the sink, and walked back to her room. She was tired, and wanted more sleep.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 1:56 pm
*Rogue came out of a back room after having a conversation with a contact...too much was happening in her club.
She felt a new aura while she was on the cell...after she clicked it she lit a cigarette and caught the tale end of their conversation while she stood there in a shadow silently.
She then walked out after there was a silence.
"Why hello, Astande..."*She smiled politely and took a drag on her cigarette.*
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 12:28 pm
blackrogue *Rogue came out of a back room after having a conversation with a contact...too much was happening in her club.
She felt a new aura while she was on the cell...after she clicked it she lit a cigarette and caught the tale end of their conversation while she stood there in a shadow silently.
She then walked out after there was a silence.
"Why hello, Astande..."*She smiled politely and took a drag on her cigarette.*
"I was wondering when you would come out of hiding Rogue...Long time no see. How goes the Coven? It has been long since i have seen it. And you know that not even i would betray it to the hunters..."
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