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 Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 6:52 pm
Coming into his limo he gave the driver which was a ghoul of his a mental nudge and they drove down the street and around a corner. He only picked human psychics and then with a fount of his blood once a month not only did they live longer and were strong but their psychic abilities are enhanced any where from ten to a hundreds times over. The blood had different effects on random people almost like it chose who it gave the most power to or rather who it unlocked the most power within.
They were not a few blocks away from the Coven house and Jacques was enjoying a fresh warm bottle of blood from one of the local blood banks that funded vampires with blood. The Americas were better than what he expected them to be but this was only New York when he got his family here or some of them he planned to see the rest of it in due time.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:22 pm
Watching the limo from a distance but dismissed it from his attention. He had weak alliances with his fellow demons due to his strange features. His four huge wings and white horns. He did a freefall into an alley. As he landed softly he painfully intook his his wings into his body along with his horns. . .Bleeding hwavily he got up and wiped off his forehead and walked towards the sidewalk. . . . "Goddamn mortals. . . ."
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:34 pm
So far the city seemed to be alive more than any place in the world that he had seen for almost five hundred years. But it was also very very quiet because he could not feel many vampires around him or lycans or demons. They were there but where he could not feel them they were perhaps sleeping, they pass a Theatre with a scheduled show tongight at the strock of midnight and a smile crossed his face, finally something that was like home theatre he would attend. He gave the driver a mental note and then he had him stop and let him out.
Telling the driver to go to the Coven house and when he was needed Jacques would call him. He started walking down the street and noticed he was thank fully in the ritzy part of New York so most everyone was wearing similar aparial or priced clothing. He easily picked the thoughts of the humans around him and found some interesting information about them and even he found a few freemasons who were also Templar Knights. If only they knew how far their beloved faction could take them into the secrets of the world they would be surprised. He had done his research and found only one in every one hundred Templar Knights were ever chosen to be a hunter. They were all stationed in the Vatican and when one was needed he left and went where ever on the world he or they were needed.
The Talamasca was something he might have been brought into if only he would have not been turned into a vampire. They were currently watching him and a few other vampires even he would geuss the psychic he felt living here. They were all in the top ten maybe even the top five of the world, sometimes he would play with them as they watched him from some field or roof top. He would talk to them through telepathy and ask them question and such, they always left him alone after an experience like this humans rarely had strong psychic powers or strong enough to talk clearly through telepathy, maybe one every fifty or a hundred years was strong enough. Maybe less maybe more not definetly not more.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:02 pm
~ Standing just around the corner from the Coven, Eihwa probes the area for her French stranger and finds herself baulked by his mental 'shields' - which of course only led her closer to him. Her feet were used to walking, though her mind was toying with another idea, so they carried her down the street in the way every mortal did.
She looked pretty normal; pants, shirt, jacket... but no purse tonight. ~
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:10 pm
He was stopping now at Starbucks and setting in one of their window seats looking out at the people as they psased. He smoked a cigarette as he watched the people and sipped at the coffee, funny thing was vampires could drink other liquids but got sustanence from them. It warmed his cold innards with each slowl drawn out sip but he was stopped in mid sip. His probbing mind picked up the familar signal of the girl from the coven, he decided to play a game and so he cut himself off from the world completely.
Would she see him in the window or walk by who knows but he did know he would see her, if she walked by. Since cutting himself from the world he could not recieve any images or thoughts but could not send any either or could not look out on the many people from the cafe'.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:15 pm
~ Eihwa slows almost as soon as he 'disconnects' himself from the world around him, smiling before picking up the pace and coming to a more lavish part of town.
Three days ago she would have been a tad uncomfortable, but she's learned to cope with many things since then, and is taking it rather well if you think about it. She's calm, collected, and she also draws her focus away from the city - simply walking down the boardwalk and looking at the many shops.
She would be across the street about now; stopping to gaze into the window of a fancy store and biting her bottom lip habitually. Eihwa has a lot of little quirks and she's never really had anyone take the time to register them all.. wiggling her nose, wrinkling her brow, and so on. ~
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:26 pm
He relaxed and opened himself but did not stretch his mind out instead just relaxed and watched as she came into view on the other side of the busy street. He decides to use his Trans-Medium Channel and get her attention that way, his blue eyes brighten abit and a passing by human stops and gets a blank look on his face. He is carrying nothing so he drops nothing but simple walks casually up to the same window Eihwa is looking out of and now Jacques has complete control. The movements look normal nothing looks controled or robotic the man smiles at Eihwa.
"You know I am right behind you."
With that Jacques let the man go and although confused the man continues his walk down the sidewalk maybe a little head ache but nothing that would not go away within an hour. His own eyes return to normal and he waits for her to turn and join him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:31 pm
~ Her attention is stolen away from the extravagent(?) clothes within the shop and is touched to the man who speaks in her direction. Just as soon as the words escape him his expression seems to change, and he wanders off. Hmm.. .
She throws a glance over her left shoulder to the coffee shop across the street and something by the window looks familiar. There you are, playing games are we?
A whispering hiss is thrust from her mind to his, carried by the wind of curiosity; "What makes you think I care?" ~
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:39 pm
~Oh come now beautiful would you have followed me this far if you did not care. Come and have a cup of coffee with me, let us talk.~
From across the street in Starbucks he motions to the only other chair on the couple table. The coffee was decent but nothing compared to traditional French coffee, he did not bring any of that with him maybe he should have but oh well. The door seemed to open and close by itself as if a gust of wind did it and no doubt it would be dismissed as just that by others by the normal.
~Surely two vampires such as ourselves can enjoy a peaceful chat with one another. I am new to this large city and would like someone to talk to while I make the proper arrangements.~
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:48 pm
~ Eihwa crosses the street, sure to look both ways as she didn't want to partake in any other car accidents. She grumbles as the thought crosses her mind and forces her hand to her arms; checking for cuts that didn't seem to be there anymore.
I do hope speaking with you won't get me into any trouble. . perhaps, label me a traitor?
She enters the 'cafe' and takes the intended seat fluidly soon after responding to his comments through the link she begins to forge between them - you can feel her piecing the bridge together. It ws an inside comment she probably shouldn't have said, because now come the questions more than likely.
When she sits she rests her elbows on the table between them and doodles little patterns on it's surface with her right index finger, staring at him with twisting hazel eyes. ~
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:56 pm
"No you will not become labeled as a traitor under my presence, I am Jacques DeVant. In France my family is large and well known in Europe, we have helped root out traitors and assassins with out psychic abilities for the last seven hundred years. Would you like something to drink?"
He waves for a waitress to come over whether she wanted anything or not he needed a refill. What did she mean by that he wondered, he would not lead her down that pathway he would never. When he decided to make a trip to American the French elders talked to him and gave him strict orders and rules to follow in New York. This city was far more different than his French fathers could have described, there were murderers on the run in every alleyway he had alot of work to do here. Originally he was here for a trip to relax but his job from home had come with him and he would have to search out and destroy those who broke the laws of man and vampire.
"You have nothing to fear with talking to me unless you fear gaining a friend?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:36 pm
pattheirishman Watching the limo from a distance but dismissed it from his attention. He had weak alliances with his fellow demons due to his strange features. His four huge wings and white horns. He did a freefall into an alley. As he landed softly he painfully intook his his wings into his body along with his horns. . .Bleeding hwavily he got up and wiped off his forehead and walked towards the sidewalk. . . . "Goddamn mortals. . . ." *The young deathdealer decided to take to the the skies, so he went stalking around a little bit, He bent his knees, and jumped about 30 feet in the air, and divebombed towards the street, he spread his black angel wings and flew fast passing over the demon*
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:50 pm
No sooner had he finished his question did he get a phone call, as he answered he rolled his eyes and agreed with whatever was said. Putting the phone away he layed some money on the table and told the waitress to get her whatever she asks for.
"You will have to excuse me business calls."
Standing from the table he pushes his chair in and heads for the door his limo already pulling up outside. Turning back he looks at the girl and slightly bows.
"Au revoir!"
Walking out of the cafe he gets in the limo and motions for the driver to drive on to where ever and he got out a laptop from under the seat and started to read the e-mail from the Talamasca. Something about the death of a powerful vampire there a monarch vampire from the Spartan wars who was very close to taking over the world. A figure named Dragosani it said he had Congress, KGB, Nazi's, and many ambassadors from many countries in his pockets. A deathdealer eliminated him not long before Jacques arrival someone who went by the alias Rogue and he was to meet her and thank her for her deed on behalf of the Talamasca and DeVant family.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:53 pm
~ Eihwa studies the girl that comes to fill Jacques's drink for perhaps a little too long, pinning her eyes back to the vampire in front of her after the waitress gives Eihwa a dirty look - walking off.
"Friends huh?" The voice that passes from between her peach lips is just as fragrant as the one she projects into his mind, but clear and devoid of her haunting whispers. Images of the man in the black Limo pass on cue into her thoughts before they are dismissed.
"I do hope you find a place to get settled, I am also trying to find a permanent residence. The Coven suits me well enough for now, but I'd like to stay in a less frequented building."
She shrugs and smiles when her eyes fall to the table, her fingers meddling with a napkin as she speaks with him. ~
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 10:01 pm
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