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 Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:28 pm
"Damn, where's Louie when you need a hot dog?", Fenix growled, at no one in particular. "Man! I'm starving!" Just then he caught the caught a scent of lycan smothered in toasted vampire stench, someone from the Rave and nearby too.
((He is an NPC that I don't have control over just needed a name for my hot dog guy))
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:45 pm
Zzeill ahd grown bored with the wait accomanied the asking of a question. Standing up she secured the top hat on her head and bowed her head in a good bye. Walking she picked up the sound of someone yelling, oh goodie, food, she thought. Heading toward the noise she could pick up the scent of a lycan and the smell of the Rave she had just come from. Growling she moved forward at a faster pace, long black coat flying behind her as she moved ever so quickly. Finding the person responceable for the noise she leaned against a nearby tree, looking him up and down. She didnt reconize him from the city.... maybe he was new? SHe didnt know, but she would wait for him to see her before she spoke. If he couldnt pick out a lycan this close, he wasnt worth talking to.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:59 pm
That scent had gotten way too close for comfort. "That's close enough whoever you are!", Fenix said a little louder than he would have normally because he was excited. Someone smelled good, whoever this lycan was he didn't recognize her only that she smelled like the Rave in the meatpacking district. Also, she had an odd sense of fashion, she was wearing a top hat. But to each they're own, he thought.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:06 pm
Not sure if she had been seen yet pulled her gun out of its side holster, holding it up and close to her head. With a wicked grin she pulled the hammar back untill it clicked, letting the noise sink into the others ears for a moment. She had no intention to use it, but she wanted to see what would happen. Still leaning against the tree she pulled the top hat over her face, covering her features more with a deeper shadow.
"Well well.... what do we have here? A pup it would apper."
She said with a mix of a slightly growling voice and with a slight wicked laugh mixed in. She would enjoy playing with the pup.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:25 pm
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...", was Fenix's reply to the clicking of the other's pistol hammer being cocked and readied. The hairs on his neck stood up and he spotted the other's shadow. Giving himself a couple seconds to prepare, he then leaped straight at the tree. At least it appeared that way, really he was aiming for a branch a few feet up the trunk where he could leap on her from, with little risk of bullets.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:32 pm
With the smile still present she flicked the hammer back so it was no longer a threat and quickly bonded away toward another tree, knowing the pup probably couldnt keep up with a more advanced lycan like herself. Placing the gun back into his holster she whipped around the tree to lean on it, looking back toward the other as she did so.
"Now now, is that anyway to greet someone?"
She asked in a taunting voice. With a laugh she shook her head and sighed, sure this pup was new for trying to attack like that.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:44 pm
"Actually I think it is! If your gun is any greeting!", Fenix yelled from the top of her new tree. Surely she wasn't expecting him to have any brain cells because of his age but he was pretty sharp for a 19 year old lycan pup.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:58 pm
Looking up she smiled playfully, seeing as he was indeed able to keep up with her speed. Putting her hands in her pockets she began to move away, walking slowly in the grass.
"Well, what are you going to do about it?"
She said, not even giving a glance back as she moved ever so slowly away from him. The Long coat moved as she walked, same for her black hair, sure he hadnt seen her facial features yet, though her outfit was pretty easy to pick out.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 8:33 pm
The DJ! Fenix thought, I almost attempted to rip her throat out! Oh man, they wouldn't let me in to any pack homes in all of NYC if I did that! "I'd recognize that outfit anywhere Ms. Jukebox" Fenix remarked in a dry humorous tone.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 8:36 pm
Lilianna entered the park with nothing to do other than feed and go people watching. "Oh, psychology, how I hate your ways and still I use them," she said aloud as she searched for a light and avalible bench. After going deeper into the park where you saw a few people and a foutain she decided a foutain was a much better place to be. Planting her a** on the foutain's side she looked into its water and looked to her reflection and noticed her markings.
When she really thought about it, it wouldn't be a good idea to try to pick someone up with all of her markings showing. Removing herself from the fountain she made her way a deeply wooded area and decided that now was a good time to change. Lilianna let her mind roam freely as she thought of what appearance to take and chanted silently as for no one to overhear her. A form was decided, something simple and sweet is always a winner with sickos.
Deciding it would be a better idea not to smoke and make herself appear cold would be good as well. With that she threw the remains of her cigarette to the snow and walked out of the woods shivering. Eyes gazing only to the ground and the occasional person, she knew she would be well fed this night.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 8:39 pm
Stopped to look back to the pup, a slow smirk playing across her face.
"Well, I must say, thats not a very flattering name."
She said, looking up to him now, letting the light play on her face now. The scar across her face was probably the first thing to be noticed, followed by her blue eyes that held a preditors gaze.
"Please, call me Zzeill, or Z if thats too hard to remember."
She said tipping her hat to him slightly before letting her hand fall to her side again, the other held in her pocket.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 8:57 pm
"Fine, Zzeil.", Fenix said with a small smirk of his own. "Might want to watch your step around me though I could have snapped you in half", He said while flexing his left arm to himself.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:04 pm
Zzeill lifted her head back and laughed.
"You could have what? Please pup, I could beat you with my eyes closed."
She said with a wicked tone, as if to challenge him. She was no stranger to fighting other lycans. With one hand still in her pocket she whipped out her gun, a blurr even to the others eyes and pointed it at him.
"Or I could simply shoot you now and leave."
She said, a smile still played on her face.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:20 pm
"Well if you're that ready to attack another lycan you must be an exile!" Fenix growled. "You ready for this?" He unsheathed a UV throwing dagger and in a way too swift movement threw it an inch in front of Zzeil's right foot. Creating a giant diversion, while he made his escape, because killing other lycans wasn't his style, not even exiles.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:27 pm
She didnt look at the dagger and instead followed the lycan pup off wit hher eyes. Laughing loud enough for it to echo in the park slightly she bent down and picked up the dagger, looking it over. UV? Well, that was usless. Putting the gun away she twirled the dagger in her fingers, like a drummer would his drum stick. Still laughing she didnt move from her spot, wondering if the pup would come back. Remembering what he said before he fled.
"Exile eh? Hm havent been called that since California."
She said, still twirling the dagger. Grabbing the dagger hilt she looked ot over, her eyes flashing over the blade as she thought to herself, standing alone.
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