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He passes her one of his Swisher Sweets and offers her a light.

"Looking down upon a city is sinking lower, we learn nothing by looking down there except how to suffer, how to rot but looking up gives hope, hope of something better, something more. It is that hope that with the sky and the stars this man-made obscenity... this metalic, electric, miasma of noise and decadense has swallowed whole to protect itself." He considers her for a moment. "You are strange for your kind, I would expect you to enjoy this fizzle of flickering phosperous. Your kind embraces and nourishes man's.., natural inclination toward hedonism. It is I believe in part what nourishes you from one life to the next." He winces at his own words and hesitates as if about to say something else but his eyes glaze over and he goes from sitting in quiet reflection to an animated stance quicker than the eye could follow. Bowing deeply he offers her his arm in exaggerated hilarity and in a sing-songie voice he recites,

"Please honor me with thine company, and accompany me to be naught with filigree."

He pauses and cocks his head to the side much like puppies do except that this little puppy watched and noted each and every tiny reaction to his words with a shrewd intelligence that his manner did not portray.

Laughing he continues, "Hey non e non e, hey non e non e, the angel slides beneath the moon?"

"God and Devil mount the crest together. Looking cold tangled in blue moons opalescent curl. "

"Warm thyself in fur. Morning sun twirls breezy on sweated flesh and blood runs sticky in thine hair as I glide into thy riseing heat."

A pause as a little clarity comes as a flicker in his mind. Smiling warmly he offers her his hands palms up and gently suggests, "Central Park tis a much more pleasureful, passive place than point?"

Only a split-second pause to his question and his face shifts, hardens, the animal peeking through, and in severe commandment he growls "Run with me!" Grabing her hesitating arm he runs, pulling her along in a swirl of liquid light and color.
((next post in Central Park))

~ The woman turns to building on her left and crosses the street in thought, she had remembered the first evening she spent with her creator, Rogue, and how she had lept from the alley to the fire escape above them. Eihwa considers exercising that ability and shifts her focus to the muscles in her legs, her eyes rising to the metal structure attatched to the brick wall.
She crouches and springs the weight of her body into the air without further hesitation before gripping the rails with her slender hands. An instinctual hiss escapes her in victory when her frame balances itself like a cat on the cold metal.
Eihwa scans through the city and pushes her level of observance to an extent she had tried only once before. It's time to find Suki.
Her aura has changed significantly over the last week and her attention is nolonger occupied with Jacques, he seemed to have been busy with .. well, someone else. It doesn't bother her anymore as she has found a suitable sport to engage in with the Lycan fem, a sport that will tell Eihwa how advanced she might really be.
Her mind flips like a switch and her pupils cloud significantly. ~

Bridget chose to follow the blood trail Aiden had been following keeping to the shadows to make seeing the assault rifles obscured. Bridget used her enhanced sense of to try to keep track of the blood trail...but it was no match for a vampire or lycan. Basically her senses were overpowered by the refuse and garbage. All they had was Aiden and his reports on his location and that was one thing Bridget could help with...
Her Edidtic memory came up of NY and the local area so she knew where Aiden was on his reports.

Astaroth shook his head as if to laugh. 'You fool, when I say Oni, I mean those carefree daemons from the Orient. I know damn well you're animalian, I can tell just by looking at you. You're parents may have been powerful and such, but one who fell directly from the heavens would have power over even them, being older and from nearly before the dawn of time. Like I said, I don't give a damn who from Hell you're born of.' he replied.

'You still haven't told me who else in this city old enough to know, but whose mind clearly would have had to go insane to follow a whelp like you...' he reitirated. 'So why don't you start talking about them and not your Asian parents.'

'Why should I follow someone who has no badge of authority?' he said, growling slightly. 'I earned my position, why would I follow someone without the proper symbol of power? You don't even have anything remotely showing your leadership. Aside, there wouldn't be any way for anyone to be older than I unless 'He' created them before me. Any proper Fallen One would know Lucifer was made first, then the others*. ' he commented. He stood fully erect and continued.

'Who is this Aeshma Deva? I have never heard of him... You claim he's an Ancient... What is his true name... Wait... Ha... hahah... hahahahahaaHAHAHAHAAHAAA!!! THE FOOL!' Astaroth broke out into wild laughter. 'AESHMA-DEVA!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! He's taken on the Persian name again? HAHAHA!!!'

'He follows you?!?! HA! It will be a laugh to meet up with him... Perhaps if he follows you so willingly, I shouldn't be so hard hearted to you. If you've tamed HIM! HAHAHAHA!!!!'

*Added for effect, not true to my beliefs.

Astaroth laughed some more. 'Well if he's going by that name... I may as well go by Ashtarthe...' he said, laughing a bit more. He cloaked himself again with his magics, and took off into the night. He had forgotten about the human for now.

Now he had other things on his mind. Aeshma-Deva. An olde friend of his... was here in New York. Under the command of that youngling of Oni blood. Oriental daemons had lesser respect of the Ancients than they should have.

Suddenly, his mind flashed to two other daemons he knew. Barbatos and Aamon... His two councilors. Seers of past and future. If only he had listened to them... but he WAS the Lord of Vanity. Damn him for being so...

Reno smiled and nodded at Integra."Alright from the looks of things Jaffar was first attacked here. It looks as though he was ambsuhed, poor guy probly never got a chance to know what hit him before it was to late.Most likely the vampires domain is not far from here."

Reno stood next to Integra as he examined the blood a little more."So when we go out were would you like to eat?" Reno smiled as he kissed her cheek, he always had time for romance on the job.

~ Eihwa exudes a pulse of sensation all around her and scans the occupants travelling within three blocks of her crouched figure. Her eyes befall a higher perch and her legs spring her more easily to the altitude she so desires, catching a glimpse of what could be Suki's thoughts.
Her curiosity peaks for a moment as her groping mind sucks into the crevices of what appears to be a mortal. Though she was curious as to what sort of blood ran through the Lycan's veins, was it similar to that of a mortal? Or was she being dooped by the creature's expanded mind?
Nevertheless she reaches the top of the building and lengthens her frame toward the sky, standing atop one of the many structures in this city.
Her eyes befall Central Park, then the Coven's more obscured crown.
It seems she'll have to find a better way to seek out the woman her fangs yearn for, growing long against her puckered lips. The wrinkle just above her nose indicates thoughts that shall remain hidden from outsiders. ~

. o O ( BAH, sorry it sucks.. there are several people over my shoulder.. probably judging me. I want to cut their sacks off.. If you can't tell.. I'm bitter today. )