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 Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 7:18 pm
Moger gave her a wierd look "What do you mean?" He asked.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 7:23 pm
"Nothing nothing, I'm sure we can figure out something to remedy your situation." She gave him a kiss, "how much money do you currently have by the way?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 7:26 pm
"$2.45" Moger proclaimed with pride. "I miss trading furs and making your own stuff, if only I had a forge. I could make weapons, sheilds, jewlery, and all that other crap I'm good at. Lets go back to the apartment."
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 7:31 pm
Saylis laid her head back against him, "If you want to." She wapped her arms around his waist. "Two dollar eh?" she smirked and turned her face into his chest. She couldn't help but laugh slightly, he was broke. She on the other hand...
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 7:35 pm
Moger took Saylis' hand and walked to the hordes. "Whats so funny?"
((Exit))
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 7:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 10:20 pm
Lilianna enters the park cooly in search for peace and something of substace. Silently humming the tune to Big Empty she doesn't make much of herself to look around her for any possible danger. Wearing the usual dress with a pair of black siletto heels and a black duster, she moved with grace as she found a free park bench. Sitting down stiffly, Lilianna pulled out a cigarette and light up with a watchful eye on those who were left in the park.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 10:30 pm
Zzeill entered the park in a hurrided pace, not for fear, but just wanting to get as far away from the rave as fast as possible. Slowing once she entered the park she stuck her hands in her pants pockets, pushing the long black jacket back to do so. Top hat on her head cast a shadow enough to cover the scar that trail across her face. Walking along a path she noticed someone sitting on a bench smoking, not unusual, but she happened to notice. Stopping she took a seat on the other end of the bench, her intentions to wait for Ein to show up so they could wander off. Heaving a heavy sigh she took her hands out of her pockets and rested her elbows on her knees, leaning forward and looking at the ground. She knew the shadow from the hat would hide her face for the moment, so she sat and thought for a moment while she waited.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 10:36 pm
"A beautiful evening, is it not, Zzeill? It's a wonder that more eventful things are not happening with such a moon out," Lilianna said to the lycan sitting next to her as she took another drag off her cigarette. "One of these days, I will have to quit these cancer sticks, but it's not like I am going to be dying from it, now am I?" She questioned to no one specifically as she looked down to the ground where her feet were. Moving her feet as she watched for just the sheer hell of doing something she waited for the girl's reply.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 10:52 pm
Zzeill looked over to the Female, a questioning look on her face, though doubtful she could see it. She let a pause ring out before looking up to the moon then back to her.
"Have we met before?"
She said tilting her head slightly and eyeing her steadily. She spoke as if they had known each other, so she was utterly confused. Sitting back against the back of the bench she continued to look at the female.
"Well, since you seem to know my name, can you humor me with yours?"
She said after a time, keeping the hat covering her face... mainly her scar, but the whole face was fine too. She had never picked up smoking, she found it irritated her nose. Moving a hand slightly to rest on her gun inside her jacket she had learned better than to turst off the bat, she remembered the last time she did that.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 11:03 pm
"You needn't worry about me, I will not try to kill and/or attack you. I am far too tired for that. My name is Lilianna, and no, we have not meet," Lilianna said as she flicked her cigarette butt into the distance and watched the last fighting embers struggle to stay light. "Please relax, my speaking shouldn't worry you, you could kill me as simple as it is to snap a twig. At the moment anyways..." Lilianna said as she looked from the last ember to the face of her bench partner. Staring into her eye she tried to find an answer to her, but none was found. Zzeill's mind seemed to be a complex pattern of sadness and other oddities. Lilianna cast her eyes downward then back to the ever glowing moon hoping to find her answer.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 11:16 pm
The Lycan may not need to worry, but it had become a habit in living around such things. Though the grip on her gun faded to lightly rest on it butt she continued to look at the other, know she was not Human.
"A pleasure then, Lilianna."
She said bowing her head softly to her before looking back up, eyes reflecting the light as a wolfs would in the moonlight. Zzeill had tried to keep her mind clear of thought when the other first spoke, seeing this as a possibly dangerous time, but now it had simply faded back into memory. She was happy Lilianna had cast the cigarette aside, though the scent would not fade for a while yet. Two minds in one tended to give complex patterns, but she in herself was a confusing creature. Suddenly a laugh would escape her, sitting back to do so.
"So, what brings you here? I am sure its not for the company."
She said, looking over the female again, though she already had.
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Benevolent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 8:04 am
Bea moved quietly among the others that seemed to be in the park. Her hand back in her pockets. Her right hand brushed over the gun hidden inside her coat and she smiled yet again. "I can't believe what I saw... I mean I feel bad they had to die like that but to think that I wasn't actually losing my mind. Maybe I should head home for the night.... no I need to vent." The woman's heart seemed to beat out of her chest and she was beaming with delight.
Her whole body seemed to glow with life and her body seemed to utterly petite and fragile.
Mist whirled about then a shape took form in the mist. A woman's body. The woman walked out from the mist in a lovely victorian dress. It was white and showed her lovely figure. Pale skin seemed to shimmer in the moonlight and this carpathian woman seemed extremely wild and mysterious. Elizabeth, trained by the elite carpathian Gregori, The Dark One.
She moved elegantly through the park her dress swaying back and forth. Her hair did the same and looked like breathing silk. It was lovely as she was. Her white gloved hair came up and brushed some of the crimson hair out of her face. Her violet eyes looking out onto a woman that looked similar to herself but with brown hair.
Elizabeth kept herself hidden but moved toward the girl. "Human..." Elizabeth breathed out her voice soft and mezmerizing. She reached the girl and took her in. "What a beatiful girl... she would make a lovely carpathian... " A soft laugh then escaped her lips and she touched the girl's face still unnoticed by the human.
Bea gasped at the cool feeling along her jaw line. The air about her was cool and creepy. She had a feeling she wasn't alone and her eyes narrowed at the spot infront of her. The cool touch then moved over her lips and Bea stilled.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 9:08 am
Akina gave out a small yawn as she walked through the delicatly decorated park. Not many were out and about, but that was nothing new. She was actually used to the solitude, which was strange for a succub demon such as herself. Nothing was going on with her, and there seemed to be very few lycans in the area. Though she enjoyed her solitude, she wanted to find someone to communicate with. Possibly even a small fight or the opposite.
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General Rabidus of Ferret
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 11:09 pm
A thin beam of light pierced the night sky, coming from no where. A beautiful girl in tattered clothing with white with a bow and quiver in her hands, feathery wings on her back fell from the heavens and landed suprisingly softly on the ground. The light disapparated but not before a sword with a guilded hilt fell and struck the ground, perfectly vertical. The girl got up, brushed herself off, and pulled the weapon out of the ground. A spiraling column of ice and wind erupted from the ground were the blade had pierced it.
The fallen angel placed her hand in the blizzard and absorbed the blast. Two revolver pistols popped out of the hole in the ground, sheathed in holsters on a silver belt. She picked the belt up, put it on, and walked into the night.
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