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 Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 7:24 pm
Upon seeing his weapons, she nodded, a slightly mischevious glimmer in ehr eyes. "Gotcha," she said with a small wink. While the two of them talked, she disappeared into her room, leaving the door ajar as she fastened her belt around ehr waist, and then the holsters to her thighs. Sliding her magnums in, she then grabbed an assortment of shredder glaives and hooked them along her belt. In the several pouches lining the belt as well, she slid magazines of silver bullets, UV ammunition, and after a moment of thinking, grabbed a magazine of experimental ammunition she had been wanting to test out for a while.
Walking out into the living room once more, as they continued their conversation, she felt around underneath the coffee table for a moment before pulling out a dagger she had attached there in case of emergency use. Lifting her pants leg up slightly, she slid it into the sheath, covering it up once more. Standing, she grabbed her leather coat from where it was draped over the back of a chair and slid it on, waving to Liora as she exitted. "Ready when you are...did you want to travel by foot, or take my car?" She did not say anything as she watche dLydia make such a sudden exit. Resolving to talk to her later about it, she ahd a feeling that Lydia would be able to take care of things on her own for now.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 12:02 am
Eden saw Lydia slip out the door and was concerned for her- it apparently wasn'y safe to be out alone- so Edith soon rushed out after Lydia. Though she was still alittle dizzy and disoriented she pushed it all to the back of her mind and Lydia to the front of it. She could just make out Lydia and followed quickly after her.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:32 pm
He watches as the second girl exits, nodding presumptously. He looks onward with an air of nonchalant and patient waiting on Kerri's part, striding over to the glass door and opening it. He does not turn as she asks her question, and responds with a warning before he answers, his voice a stark and straightfoward tone, one Kerri had never heard him use before...
"You will do best to forget that you have ever seen the place, nor where you have seen it. You will remain at my side, and keep your hands well away from your weapons. If you make one agressive move, you will most likely be killed, no matter what fight you might put up, and you shall immediatley forgoe any chance of success on our part. This, undoubtedly, will most likely result in my death as well. You will be considered a threat as soon as you enter the coven by most standards, despite any outward tolerance displayed, and thence must be alert yet cautious at the same time. I have been called on invite, and even i may only be seen for my traitor status amongst my bretheren.
You will understand what life we live, and it's cost and gain to us, our cursed, blessed race. We are truly those who behold the night as their lord, and reign over it in turn. How we both love and despise it. We are the true spawn of dark places and nightime tales. The eternal, the half-lived. Our history is as old and intermixed as that of our oldest father. Whom most say, still lives. It is in this that we are both young, and aged. We are two sides of all things great and small, divided so thinly that our peices are like the ash of our dead. We are bound, we are unique, we are eternal.
We are bretheren."
He takes a deep breath, only now does he turn back at her.
"Your abilities will take you farther than any mortal thing. Follow me."
And with that, he leaps majestically into the air, coming to a landing 4 rooftops away, a much smaller sight than before. He looks back, only pausing to wait for her.
((Exit to city.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:51 pm
The move in was performed on schedule. Simon thought it could have been done faster. He had been waiting outside the apartment complex for an hour until the movers arrived with his stuff. At least the actual move was quick, those guys were in and out quick. Simon decided he'd keep their number just incase if he would need to move again. What were the chances of that? He wasn't leaving till anything not human was dead (bar animals,) or if he died. Which was pretty likely being one of them suicidal hunters. What were they called again? "Who cares?"
A sigh escaped out of the open mouth of Simon, after the movers left, he found himself sitting down on the kitchen floor writing a letter to his brother Tom. He glanced down at his Colt on the floor, before going back to scribling down some words with that horrible thing he called 'his hand writing.' Just about now; Simon was up for anything, even something that was absolutly retarded. He had to be bored for that. Upon finishing his letter, he put it into an envelope, and closed it making a mental note to send it later.
Simon treked into his poorly furnished living room, it was all bought with his share of his gigs with his former band, and the money his brother left him. "I guess I'll just play some guitar," Simon told himself whilst sitting down at his grungy looking armchair with his acoustic guitar in his lap. He began to play, hoping the neighbors wouldn't hear and come over to hear.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 5:35 am
She nodded where appropriate as she listened to him speak. It was strange to hear a race she had spent most of her life hunting being spoken of so grandly. For the first time since she had been turned, she felt a small twinge of pride within herself. This, quickly, was squashed by her own thoughts, causing her to shake her head back into reality as she saw him leap from the balcony. Quickly, she followed suit, however she took the first three buildings, before making the easy jump over to the same one he was on, landing gracefully.(( exit to city also ^^ ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 5:57 pm
The Krii'Vette rode down the roads, and turned into the apartment buildings. Krii'Ouse was driving, and Dragostea Din Tei had just ended. 'Well, here we are.' Krii'Ouse said, sliding out of the black corvette. He stood up, and went over to Liora's side. 'Okay, lead on.' he said, standing to the side, aloowing her to get out and then lead to her apartment.
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 6:19 pm
Liora abandoned her case in the car before proceeding into the complex. She scarcely even looked around the lobby as she entered the apartment buildings; there usually were some other residents present, and they most likely were staring down at her from the tips of their noses. No matter; she wouldn't have to be dealing with them anymore. The poor, concieted, and rich bastards.
Liora led Krii'Ouse to the stairwell, and proceeded upwards a floor. A wry smile crossed her lips as she recalled her discovery from earlier; she still found it ironic that she'd been living exactly one floor below Kerrigan. When they arrived at her door, Liora gestured for Krii'Ouse to wait outside for a moment.
"It's somewhat messy." she explained with a shrug.
She popped inside only quick enough to remove the blankets and such from the light fixtures and turn some lights on. Once she was certain that nothing embarassing was looming out in plain sight, Liora opened the door for Krii'Ouse.
"If you want anything to drink, help yourself to the fridge." she said, jerking her finger at the small refrigerator quivering demurely in a big crevice obviously designed for a full size one. Liora was shoving clothing haphazardly into a bag from the closet in the den. She didn't so much as glance at the closed door leading out of the main room; there was nothing in there that mattered to her.
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 6:40 pm
Noting that she wasn't looking at the closed door, Krii'Ouse decided against asking about it. He walked over to the fridge, and found a bottle of water. 'Want one?' he asked, pulling out two just in case. He moved over to Liora, and stood next to her. 'Can I carry anything?' he asked, hoping he could help somehow.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 7:14 am
Liora shook her head in response to the bottled water. Though her fridge was stocked full of them, straight water wasn't something she really cared to drink if she could help it. Piling the last of her clothing into the bag, Liora handed it to Krii'Ouse with a small smiled. The hopeful note in his question did not go unnoticed by Liora; if he wanted to help out, she would most certainly be willing to oblige.
Fetching another back from the closet, Liora stooped too a crouch at the closet's front. On the floor stood a medium-sized fire proof safe which was previously hidden beneath her clothing. Her fingers flew over the dial, spinning it quickly with an efficient air. The bolts slid out of place, and the door swung ajar. Liora opened it the rest of the way, revealing that it was filled with various papers, stuffed envelopes- money, in all likelyhood-, and what appeared to be rolled up posters. A few velvet boxes of jewelry were present as well, and their sight made Liora frown slightly. She'd meant to sell those months ago, but, with all her hunting and training, Liora had completely forgotten. Then, Liora swiftly proceeded around the remainder of the room, glancing into several dresser and cabinet doors but not finding anything worth taking. Once, Liora withdrew an obviously masculine Rolex from a nondescript door. She bagged it quickly; the watch would most likely earn her a couple hundred dollars, and it seemed that she was always in need of cash. Finally, Liora turned to Krii'Ouse, nodding in content.
"We're done here." she said with a stern nod. "I got just about everything else when I came here last; I mostly was living on the bare essentials here, as you can see."
She shouldered the final bag which she had packed; Liora would be carrying this one. She started abruptly, and moved to a drawer which she'd neglected previously. Reaching inside, she pulled out her zippo lighter. It appeared to be made of 14k gold, and, ironically, it had an engraving of a wolf present on it. Liora expertly whirled it through her fingers, the lid flipping off and on with a subtle clicking sound. It circulated through her fingers twice before finally winding up between her index finger and thumb lit.
"Almost forgot my trusty lighter," explained Liora with a wink. Whirling it closed in the air this time, Liora completed her lighter-trick by snatching it out of the air and pocketing it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 11:12 am
Simon played guitar, played some more, and played even more. There were hardly any pauses in his playing, it was just one gigantic song that seemed everlasting. Simon's head looked up at the clock on the wall, and abruptly stopped playing. Placing the guitar in it's stand; Simon walked into the kitchen and retrieved a glass bottle of scotch. Poping the top off; he gulped a bit of it. He gave off a sigh of relief; and proceeded to his balcony. Where he looked out into the night whilst drinking his scotch.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 4:43 am
As both Lydia and William came to the door, she unlocked it and let him in. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her breath came ever so faster, but she remained calm on the outside. It was a specialty that all of the other experiments had learned; how to remain cool (even if only outwardly) under pressure.
"Would you like something to drink?" she asked, closing the door behind them and locking it. It was New York City after all; who kept their doors unlocked in New York City, and with immortals running around at that? Acctually, why had William wanted to come here anyway?
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 8:29 am
Will grinned at Lydia, enjoying the slight flush in her cheeks as he stared at her. Normally, he wouldn't be here. He knew the potential consequences of being here in Lydia's apartment, especially when Kerri didn't seem to be around. But the combination of being drained and the scotch earlier had seriously hampered his inhibitions. He enjoyed Lydia's company, she was a hot woman, so why shouldn't he hang out with her at her place? Normally he could list half a dozen reasons why not right off the top of his head, but at the moment he wasn't really thinking at all.
"I'd like a bit of vodka if you have it, Lydia."
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 10:55 am
'Well, ready then?' he asked, hoisting the bag into a more comfortable position on his back. 'I don't need a lighter.' he joked, turning his lighter finger on, as it were. 'I think I said it, but I'll reaffirm it, I think room eleven is free.' he repeated, heading to the door.
'We can take the long way home, and stop for a bite to eat I guess.' he said, pulling his keys out.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 11:18 am
A simple silence came from Liora as she, too, proceeded to the door. Her gaze swept back across the room a finally time; a glimpse of mourning flashed across her face like a subtle, subliminal message. Though her face returned to its former happy-state sooner than a second later, the glimpse of the expression from earlier was so profound that it seemed to linger on her features. It was there in her eyes and in the slightest downwards tilt of her lips. Krii'Ouse's words seemed lost to her at first, but they persisted in her ears and mind until they managed to shake her out of her latest reverie.
"Oh!" she laughed slightly. "That sounds splendid. It's been a while since I've eaten last; come to think of it, I can't recall when I last ate at all!"
Liora laughed softly, lifting a hand to cover her lips as though she were embarassed by her confession.
"Let's go," spoke Liora once her laughter had faded. "I'm famished. Where are we goin' to grab a bite to eat?"
Though her attention remained with Krii'Ouse, another portion of her mind broke away to contemplate her new room. She wondered how it was set up, how she would decorate it (Liora was rather sick of living on the 'bare essentials'), and how, exactly, Krii'Ouse would reaffirm its vacancy when they wouldn't be returning to the Haven for a while. The network, or he might be using his telepathic abilities, perhaps.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:33 pm
Zin Okami Will grinned at Lydia, enjoying the slight flush in her cheeks as he stared at her. Normally, he wouldn't be here. He knew the potential consequences of being here in Lydia's apartment, especially when Kerri didn't seem to be around. But the combination of being drained and the scotch earlier had seriously hampered his inhibitions. He enjoyed Lydia's company, she was a hot woman, so why shouldn't he hang out with her at her place? Normally he could list half a dozen reasons why not right off the top of his head, but at the moment he wasn't really thinking at all. "I'd like a bit of vodka if you have it, Lydia."
Not vodka....not vodka...oooh! Oh wait, that is not vodka either. Ah, here we are. Lydia thought to herself, finally pulling out a mostly full bottle of the hard, Russian liquor. Getting a shot glass from the cabinet, she poured a shot for William and handed him the clear drink. She fought back a blush as her fingers ran along his.
She quickly pulled her hand away and went back to the cabinet to pull out a glass for herself, though she fileld it with orange juice from the refrigerator instead of filling it with liquor. She left the alcohol on the counter in case William would want more.
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