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 Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:29 pm
Aw hell, mate. Now we're getting a little deeper into the realm of sci-fi than I care to try and think in...
He sighed, and downed a good portion of his drink before persisting in his line of thought. He'd pondered this sort of thing all the time, considering the amount of video games and science fiction he favored in his free time. But to think it as real? Now that was mind boggling.
Alright. So then. Assuming this is true, what is it that makes your reality different, and why is it you're here, and not there? I mean, along the lines of what it would take to hop from one universe to another is a bit...much.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:35 pm
Are you familiar with the Ring Around the Sun theory? It has a lot to do with black holes, time and space. Its really not that hard once you get the knack for it... and a naginata designed to make it even easier.
*Serpahim rolled his head on his neck, catching the neko out the corner of his eye. Purring slightly, he winked at her, his natural charm shining through without him even trying*
As for why Im here... I came looking for my twin, of course. And now I found him... and mother... Im enjoying the fascinating revelations just watching you lot is giving me. You... you in particular. You hate her? Or not? So hard to tell! No Vaulderie here, you guys are Camarilla... its truly fascinating.
*Standing fluidly, the tall man let his tail coil behind him. Its piercings, asopposed to normal Corbin's,showe dthe Sabbat logo rather than the Camarilla ankh. Dropping Jimmy onto Iden's table, Seraphim selected a bottle of wine and beckoned the neko over as he sat down at Iden's table, spinning the chair round backwards as he straddled it*
It's very temtping to... test things.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:44 pm
As would be expected, from the bits of conversation she was listening to... she was quite confused and lost on what was going on in the bar. Not to mention who the two men were, too. Catching the wink out of the corner of her eye, her ears laid back against her head as her cheeks flared almost a blood red shade. The purring noise he made caused her to look up at him anyways and watch his movements. The piercings and logos on his body meant nothing to the girl, but she found herself looking at all of them, her curiosity growing even more. Blushing once again at his beckoning, she bit down on her bottom lip before slowly standing up. Adjusting her corset, she slowly moved towards their table. Her eyes moved between the three there before resting on Sera once again as she took her seat. A faint purring noise could be heard from the neko as she let her tail sway behind her.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:44 pm
Well I'm glad I could provide you with such a scholarly interest...
The differences between Sabbat and Camarilla meant incredibly little to Iden, so he could hardly comment on the whole affair. Frankly, he just sided with whichever paid best, without trampling his moral limits TOO much. Considering what the Camarilla was offering in the form of his work with Roan...odds of him hopping sides anytime in the forseeable future were beyond slim, though. Either way, though, his sarcasm remained unchanged.
Test? What, multiple choice? True false? Just as long as there're no essays..those always did make life a pain...
He watched the bug with a detatched sort of interest, half tempted to flick it across the room, just for the fun of it.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:50 pm
*Deftly filling a glass with merlot for the neko, Sera paused in his talk with Iden to address her*
A young lady should not be ignored in an empty bar. With my compliments my dear...
*Inclining his head, Serpahim then poured for himself and sipped the vintage wine, sighing with pleasure*
We dont normally get wine.... it doesnt survive the trip home usually. Are you always this uptight Iden? Your counterpart is at least more relaxed and in less need of a massage...
*The Diablerist moved faster than even Iden should be able to track. After all... THIS Corbin had mastered the True Brujah Disciplines as well as his own. Time was his toy, as was space. Time seemed ot stop to lethim move from sitting opposite Iden, to standing behind him, hands on his shoulders, fingers deftly pressing in to the various knots and muscles*
..then again, MY Iden gets off on pain. Strange world, right?
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:57 pm
Blushing softly at the polite tone and words from Sera, she took the glass with a faint 'thank you'. Instead of drinking it at first, she just held the glass in her hand, her fingers idly brushing the cool glass. Then the next thing she knew, Sera was beside her then the next second... behind Iden. Blinking slightly, she shook her head before turning to watch them. Reaching up, she slowly ran her fingers through her hair before raising her other hand up now. Taking a small sip of the wine, she started to make a face at the strong smell.. but found she enjoyed the taste at least. Her tail was still swaying behind her in a content manner while she purred over the glass of wine in her hand.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:59 pm
Uptight? You have no idea. Apparently your Iden has gone off the deep end, then...
He gently attempted to shrug away from the massaging hands, just because the notion of accepting such a thing struck his normal sense of intense paranoia that was aroused anytime any member of the family was around...even if he was from another reality.
I'ld almost say I'ld like to meet your Iden...just to cave the b*****d's face in. If he's anything like what he sounds to be....then he doesn't deserve my name, or vice versa.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:07 pm
Oh I dont know... MY Iden is something of a character. Of course, most of that is my fault... you think you have itbad? Try having the BEast fo Blood for yoru mother next time. She turned the other you over to us for a year. Im afraid to say your elf friend is quite quite mad... it was inevitable you;d turn out.. interesting. Still, MY you doesnt have anywhere NEAR as many knots as you... you stress far too much. Oh and Iden? If you ever DID meet my Iden... Id feel obliged to protect him. He's one of Father's favourites after all.
*Seraphim was grinning wickedly over Iden's head as he spoke, holding back laiughter as he deftly pressed his fingers into Iden's back, ignonring the fledgelings attempts to move away. With his skill, he coudl make Iden squirm just by touching him in the right place, something he mande a point of by touching in two places in warning. Then he returned to actually fixing Iden's back, winking again at the neko*
Enjoying? Merlot has walsy been my favourite, and this is a pleasant vintage. Your name, if I may ask?
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:12 pm
Mate...I'ld rather not think on those lines. Far as I know, life's a damn paradise, stress included. I'm quite content to NOT have the attentions of anyone in any real position of power.
His back tensed up at the vague sensations of immense displeasure, and then he breathed a resigned sigh. He relaxed, and let "Corbin" do his work.
Sounds like you lot have it all nice and peachy. Remind me to send a postcard or something...and to avoid a visit like the plague.
He risked another swig of his whiskey, and caught a glimpse of the twisted grin. He then made a mental note to NOT do that again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:14 pm
Not seemingly bothered by the way he was treating the other male, she leaned back in the chair before slowly stretching her legs out before her onto another chair. "It has a... unique taste, I do like it," she told him, her cheeks a faint pink as she looked up at him and spoke. "Hope," she told him in answer to his question on her name as she looked at him and awaited a name from him as well. While she waited, she went back to sipping on her wine and trying not to drink the whole glass at once out of nervousness.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:17 pm
My mother is recognised as the supreme sadist in our world, you;re her darling pupil, Dagoth teame dup with an angel to bring fire to the world, Yoachi si a complete psychotic lunatic, Zach cuts things for a hobby, Azrael doesnt knwo when to let go and my father... lets no go there. Father is beyond description. Every day is a party.
*He rolled his eyes, then laughed, tail flicking with pleasure*
Iden'd love to get his hands on you... Jimmy. No.
*the later was aimed at the red devil-sect, eyeing Iden's whiskey hungrily. With a flick of his spaded tail, Serpahim sent the beats sailing behind the counter. Clinking ensued, follwed by gurgling and swearing. Sera nodded insatisfaction*
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:21 pm
Lokapele Not seemingly bothered by the way he was treating the other male, she leaned back in the chair before slowly stretching her legs out before her onto another chair. "It has a... unique taste, I do like it," she told him, her cheeks a faint pink as she looked up at him and spoke. "Hope," she told him in answer to his question on her name as she looked at him and awaited a name from him as well. While she waited, she went back to sipping on her wine and trying not to drink the whole glass at once out of nervousness. *Smiling at her over Iden's head, Seraphim inclined his head gracefully, several strands of his dark hair falling over his face, granting him an even more charming look* Seraphim. Theplesure is mine. May I ask WHY you are here alone tonight? I assume of course you have not sought out Iden here for company.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:22 pm
Greeeeeat. At least he lacks the ******** up relations, I suppose. Simple, even if I'm still keen on giving him a good thrashing should he ever find his way here....protection or no.
To prevent further potential encroachment upon his drink, Iden just downed what was left of it in one good shot. He then threw the bottle at the bug, or at least, in it's general vicinity. He wasn't looking, and frankly, didn't care. He was still trying to avoid the wrath of the thing massaging his shoulders.
So. What does that make you, then? The family therapist?
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:29 pm
Therapist?
*the laughter this time was better, more easy to interpret. It was the laugh of a mad scientist*
THERApist? Hahaha... Iden, Im the WORST of them all. MY parents are Roan and Raganarok. Try and put that into perspective. The very worst of beasts cowers before me...
*He leant down and nipped the top of Iden;s ear sharply, hissing his next wordsout*
Im worse than YOUR Corbin. Im the evil twin.
*His fangs closed further, punchinga hole through Iden's cartilage, his grip on the fledgelings back denying an easy escape. Releasing his hold, Seraphim stood back, not caring about teh damage he had done, or the inevitabel blood flow. Charming and light hearted, yes... but nothing detracted form the fact he was a TOTAL monster. Iden just happened to be the first to even START to see it*
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:29 pm
Her cheeks flushed more as she purred louder and smiled softly at the charming look he had on his face and how attractive he seemed to be. "Nice to meet you, Sera," she told him, using a nickname for him now. "No where else to go or anyone to be with," she told him before shaking her head at his words on seeking out Iden. She had meet him once before in his bar... but he had been quiet distant then and didn't really know him at all. "I take, you're here for him though," she asked him, not taking her eyes from him as she kept sipping the wine. She could feel her cheeks growing flushed and burning faintly as she had already drank half the glass by this point.
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