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 Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 12:47 pm
*She followed them out, a hand rising behind Rosie's back as she did so. Shadows leapt up, coiling between her and Loke, whip crakcing against their knuckles ot seperate their hands. The result? Darkness engulfing Rosie, cutting her off from the real world for a few minutes.
Roan wanted to talk to Loke alone after all. Moving away from the cocoon shaped black mass she had created ot embrace Rosie, she lit a cigarette and holstered her gun, before leaning against her bike and fixing Loke in her gaze*
Ok shoot. What happened to you? Give me a reaosn not to shoot you, Loke. I have no trust in the Garou OR Rak's. I cant tell you how... upset... I am to find one of my oldest comrades is among their ranks...
*Meanwhile, in the darkness with Rosie... a small purple glint. The darkness would not hold her as ropes would, more, it would allow her free movement to run where she would, save that the darkness owuld nto end and in the real world, she would not move at all. Yet in this place of darkness, completely without Roan's intent, a figure joined Rosie.
Sporting a shock of purple hair, the figure sat curled in the darkness, sobbing quietly. On closer inspection... it reveled itself to be a child - a boy of about 4. A thick reptilian tail drooped form his back, and on his head, tiny wings sagged morosely, quivering in time with the body wracking sobs, tears satining his shirt and scarf, his tiny toes curling beneath him with each cry*
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 12:55 pm
Jerking at the feel across her hand, she reached out to grab Loke once again, but found herself in a black void of darkness. Her first reaction was to tense up and start to look around, her eyes quite wide as fear started to take over her. It wasn't the first time she had been in such a place before... but unlike then, she didn't hear the voice. Instead, it was a small child... and with Rose, it touched her deeply and made her frown at his crying. Moving towards him, her tail swayed faintly behind her as her wings started to beat slightly. "Shh, don't cry little one," she whispered softly to him, moving to his side and slowly holding out her arms to him to offer him a safe place to curl up against. She was starting to get the idea that Roan had done it more then before, seeing things were going differently this time.. but the child confused her. Why did she put her in a place that a small child was?
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:04 pm
Smirking faintly as he felt Rosie being pulled into the void, he shook his head before leaning up against the wall of the tavern, crossing his arms at his chest while looking toward Roan. Waiting for her to finish her words, he would close his eyes before focusing on his thoughts. "You'll have to understand a few things first," he told her, opening his eyes to look at her again. "In the time I was gone, I've aged quite a bit more than two years. In fact, I've aged over three HUNDRED years. During that time, you'd think I would learn a thing or two about myself, and that's exactly what I did. I learned that I was a Rakshasa. That my brother was a Rakshasa, and my mother, too. 'How did he learn this,' you're probably asking yourself," he said, letting his arm shift back to its human form and pulling up his sleeve, revealing a tattoo that looked more like a tag, a number. "The Other Realm," he told her, gritting his teeth at some of the things he'd experienced over the course of all that time.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:05 pm
Iden had come not to necessarily enjoy the place...but he was bored, thirsty, and he didn't want to put up with the crap that seemed to be plaguing his own establishment. Every time he went there, it seemed like SOMEONE wanted a piece of him.
So, in a very nonchalant sort of way, he walked towards the main entrance. He could detect the presence of his "esteemed mother" (yeah. riiiiiight....) and had chosen to ignore that little tidbit of information for the moment. He, quite frankly, was just here to drink himself under a table, just for the fun of it. No friends, no family, no bitter rivals or enemies to take his mind off of it. Just how he wanted, right?
So, completely ignoring anything and everything around him, he slid into the bar and made a beeline for the stash of assorted drinks.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:15 pm
Even though the other DeSeer was wanting some alone time, Bella followed behind him anyways... Glancing at the pair already outside, she nodded to Roan in greeting before slipping in behind the cainite. Shaking her head at his antics, she hopped up onto the bar counter and silently watched him. She was more worried about him then before and was wanting to be at least near him to keep a better eye on him. Even if he wanted time alone, she would give him some space...at least.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:18 pm
*The child looked up. His face was tear stained... and familiar. THough form where would be unsure. After all, how many four year olds ran amuck in the circles Rosie kept?
His tail curled around his tiny toes, showing off the spikes with rose fomr its end, his wings clamping down over his ears as he quivered. When he spoke, it was with the voice of an angel*
"~I want my mum...~"
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:22 pm
*she saw Iden go past, and for amoment idly considered requesing a loan of his new AM rifle... but then dismissed the idea. Rakshasa or no... this was Loke.*
Its been more than two years by my clock...
*she unsheathed Ferago and stood side on to Loke, cigarette hanging from her lip as she levelled the massive blade at him*
I'd be doing you a favour... Talk more. Give me one reason not to gut you. You took down Ronin when it became necessary... show me I need not do the same....
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:23 pm
Nodding to his words, she sat down then gently wrapped her arms around him. If he let her, she'd gently pull him into her lap and hold him against her chest while she tried to stroke his hair to calm him. Rose wasn't anywhere near put off by his odd appearance, but the voice he had did surprise her, so unlike his body... "Who's your mother," she asked him, biting on her bottom lip as she tried to think why he looked so familiar...and why he was in the void with her. Did Roan have a thing about kidnapping small children and hiding them in here? Shaking her head slightly, she wrapped her tail around his waist and gently stroked his back with the flat end of it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:27 pm
"~It's not you...~"
*There was no malice in the childs voice, only the sweet sweet sounds of pure innocence*
"~Have you lost your way? We should go now. Before the scary thing comes.~"
*Patting Rosie as if SHE had been the one crying, the boy stood up, the red star on his trousers glowing in the darkness like some sort of beacon, much as his hair did. He took Rosie's hand, and pointed... to a door. Leading back into the Tavern, to where Iden and Bella sat.*
"~You belong this way~"
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:29 pm
He was trying to ignore Bella. Not that he was wanting to be mean or anything, nor was he in a particularly bad mood...he was just wanting to have a round, and since it had been years since he had last heard even the slightest news from his old drinking buddies...well...he'd down one for each of them.
So, to get started, he selected a few choice bottles. Vodka...Aly had always gone for the vodka, hadn't she? Unless his memory failed him. He'd down a shot of that first. Then the sake...he'd have to hunt that down in a few. He never drank the stuff, so he didn't know where to start looking to begin with.
And the whiskey, of course. He was always fond of the stuff. He'd down a shot of it, and then some. Now he just needed the glasses.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:32 pm
Laughing softly at his first statement, she nodded softly to him. "I know I'm not, is it Roan," she asked him, wondering if the woman had a child before she was turned... Nodding to his question, she glanced around once agian before shuddering at the next sentance. Now ti was feeling more like before when she had been in a place like this.... "Scary thing," she asked him, wondering what it was that he saw/heard in there... Standing up with him, she let him take her hand and looked towards where he pointed at. "Where do you belong," she asked him, wondering if he'd know, since he seemed to know where she did. Not taking a step yet, she'd wait for him to answer her; she wanted to make sure he'd find his way back to his mother if she could before getting out herself...
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:32 pm
He let his eyes pass over the blade, not really sure of any way to answer her. "I didn't take down Ronin. I relieved him of his insanity, and I would've asked him to do the same of me. You saw how I reacted once I put that sword down, how distraught I was about it. I may be a Rakshasa, and Rosie as well, and most of my race may be a bunch of uncivilized barbarians, but do you really think I would've reacted like that if I didn't have a heart," he asked her, putting his arms out at his side and glancing about the two of them. "If you're going to cut me down, then go ahead, but all you'd be doing is losing a friend," he told her, tilting his head upward and exposing his throat before gulping down on the saliva in his mouth. His arms were still stretched outward, and he was making no signs of hostility.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:36 pm
Watching him taking the shots one by one, she raised an eyebrow in question at how he moved from different drinks. Leaning backwards on the bar, she leaned on her hands while her tail flickered faintly on the counter, too. Not interupting his drinking though, she'd give him the space he seemed to be silently asking for, as long as she saw he was alright anyways. A faint huff came from her as she looked up at him then back away towards the bar area itself.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:40 pm
"~The scary thing always comes if I stay too long. Especially here. We shoudl go now.~"
*the small boy walked toward sthe Tavern, turned his soulful, red eye son Rosie, smiled... and vanished. The doorway to the Tavern remained open however.
Inside the Tavern.... it was now Iden's turn to deal with the little boy. No one else would see OR sense him. Save for Iden, Who would now find his lap weighed down by the weight of a four year old, his small hands clucthed around the bottle of vodka, lips sipping at it as his tail poked the cainite in the side.
Again... soulful eyes looked up, meeting Idens defying ANYONE not to care for him*
"~Hi~"
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:44 pm
He blinked. Then looked at the bottle. Then blinked again. And then, he looked at HIS bottle. He lifted it.
Cheers.
He didn't just take a swig. He CHUGGED the damn thing. And enjoyed every bit of the burning sensation that came with it. After all. He thought he was getting loopy. How the hell did a small child just appear in his lap?
But oh well. He had booze. He didn't give a s**t.
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