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 Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 5:31 pm
:: as the last few arrows came up she spun around inbetween the time that she had untill the next arrow came up, just how slow the end of this song was... that was her only disslike about this one song. she hit the last freze arrow with her knee and put her head on her knee in a pose; so she couldnt hold a combo... big deal... she could dance!
her and Neko's audience that had grown magicly from the last song to this one aplauded and began to shout out songs that they wanted the two of them to play::
"why me?"
:: Finn mentaly asked herself as she waited for hers and Neko's grade.::
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 5:35 pm
He stepped out into the street about seven minutes after leaving the upper floors of the Coven house and now was walking down a slightly busy street. Mortals were everywhere and there was also a few immortals mixed in here and there, he scanned minds as he passed them and then moved on to the next person. As he walked there was a corner coming up on the other side of the street and he decided perhaps it was time to cross over, in a speed undetectable by the average human he moved around the corner and continued his leisurly walk.
He passed many stores and thought about stopping and looking but he did not need anything and he did not have anyone to buy for so he just continued on down the street sidewalk. People looked at him because of his snazy style of clothes it was almost like he was dressed for a dance or some kind of presidential dinner. He could easily make illusions for them to see him wearing something different but what would be the point he looked normal enough to them all.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 5:38 pm
Neko couldn't bother with poses, she was too wrapped up in keeping her feet moving. "What next?" What was the point in going in and out if she was just going to play again. Everything still seemed so slow to her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 6:57 pm
:: Finn got up from her pose to see her grade of 'A' once again, then turned around to face the croud.::
"well... these guys sceem to have a good few songs they would like to see... why not ask them?"
:: she asked pourpusfuly playing up the croud, she did this sometimes becasue people with too much time and money would pay for games sometimes if you where good enough, her and Neko defanately qualified under 'good enough'::
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 7:06 pm
Neko got an AA again, and she smiled slightly. "Well, what song do you want to see next?" There was a roar from the crowd as Neko looked back at Finn. "Pick a song from the crowd."
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 7:24 pm
~ Eihwa's thoughts formulate themselves into yet another cigarette and she lights it, places it between her lively looking lips, and takes the first drag from it slowly. She continues to walk through the streets of New York in search of a new place to dwell during the day. From what Eihwa knew about vampires they were fearful of the light and she did well to avoid the sunshine.
The fledgeling stops and places herself on a streetside bench, resting quietly as she smokes. ~
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 7:33 pm
An hour later and he was turning the millionth corner in New York and to his surprise there was a vampire somewhere around him. He stopped and looked around for the creature and spotted them or her down the sidewalk setting on a bench. Maybe they would be able to have a conversation now he thought as he started to walk towards her not bothering to hide his approaching present.
She was a rather lovely young vampire he thought but her hand was not something he wanted. She was to young for him even in vampire terms and to enter someone into such a large family is a big change. That was only if he was after he and she accepted him, he did not even know her name because of the fact that she did not trust him. He wanted someone as old or older than himself to be the new mother of his family one day. One far away day he might find her why he had suddenly on his way ot America decided to find a new spouse was beyond even him.
He approached her casually and when he was about thirty feet away from her he disappeared. It was actually him moving faster than the eye or the naked eye can follow, in the next minute he stepped up behind her and placed a hand on the bench.
"Can I join you?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 7:40 pm
~ Eihwa exhales as his presence there brings her into lighter spirits. She twists the tobacco from the cigarette and flicks the butt into the trash, "Sorry." she said - smiling.
It seems now she's ready to talk, as if meeting him for the first time. "Please. . "
Her right hand pats the wooden bench to her side and invites him to sit and chat. She knows she might have come off a little strange the few times she's seen him and her mind refuses to let him know of her regret.. Stubborn is what she is. ~
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 7:48 pm
Taking the seat he looks at the flicked cigarette and smiles, he smoked he was french it would be a sin not to smoke. He also understood curtisy and she was well endowed with it it seemed.
"Thank you. Do not quit just becuase of me it will do neither of us harm."
He looked at the people passing by and a few looked back at him with odd glanses. They would do well to contnue on as he peered into their minds and searched for their sins, some could be killed without regret by him. Turning his attention back to the girl he hoped he would finally get the answer that had slipped from his hands twice.
"Will mes dames give me the honor of her name tonight?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 7:56 pm
~ She smiles and nods before finally answering him in easy tones. "My name is Eihwaz Berkana Kano. Please call me Eihwa."
She offers her left hand to him and thinks of relighting another smoke, soon deciding otherwise - but she offers him a cigarette anyhow.
"Would you like a smoke?" ~
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 8:04 pm
Smiling he takes the hand and in the European fashion kisses it softly before returning it to the owner. He looked at the cigarette and resisted the craving.
"No thank you and just incase I was not clear before I am Jacques DeVant, you may call me Jacques Eihwa."
She was a growing psychic he brain waves as some called them were stronger than the last time he had met her. The blood in her was indeed making her body more vampiric with each night. It would reach the height of its transformation and then it would go into the normal flow of slow change over periods of years and at the end of each decade the vampire would go through something like a growth spirt in which they become stronger in one year faster than normal and their powers grow.
"You are a psychic correct?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 8:13 pm
~ The color of her cheeks reddens as they burn and the blush moves over the bridge of her nose when her hand is kissed politely. A thank you is offered to him before the answer to his question emmerges from between her lips. "I believe so, yes."
"Is there something wrong with being a psychic?" She chuckles nervously before staring across the street, her hazel eyes shifting subtly under the street lamp's glow. ~
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 8:20 pm
"Oh no there is nothing wrong with it, I am one myself."
He looked at her over the top of his sunglasses which might be why he was drawing attention by some. He was wearing sunglasses in the dark of night but who could blame him with all these bright lights. It was enough to blind any vampire. Relaxing he pushed his sun glasses up so people could not see his blue eyes as they brightened abit.
~How much do you know of your abilities?~
He felt something mixed in with the psychic blood in her something hard like steel. The blood of a fighter either a deathdealer or a sang, who ever she received the dark trick from was not a psychic. She was a combination and an odd one for usually a psychic creates a psychic a sang a sang etc. That was how it has been for his family for hundreds of years since the first all psychics.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 8:28 pm
~ Eihwa lifts her hand to her ear and brushes a lock of hair behind it before simply pulling it all back with a tie she had around her wrist. It takes a little more focus than he, for sure, to push her voice into someone's mind, but she's getting the hang of it.
More and more each day.
A wry smile is mirrored in her lips and the way she shifts on the bench implies she's trying to figure out just how much she might know.. enough? Surely not yet.
What brings you to New York Jaques?
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 9:10 pm
The Lord of Vanity sensed mental activity. He knew his enemy was psychic. this could be his chance to exact revenge. Taking to the shadows he snuck about the park, searching for the one's responsible for the activity.
He walked up to them, his hair blowing with an unseen wind. He stepped up next to them, and asked them: 'Hello... are either of you of the surname Teslae?' His voice was enchanting, and his stance was charismatic.
'I am... one known as Ash Tarotte.' he quickly covered up his name with a psuedonym. He cast upon their minds slight illusions of a humanoid figure instead of his draconic legs and arms. His illusory visage wore a white business suit, with white lensed glasses on.
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