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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:21 pm
Zarathos grabs the samples and keeps going.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:30 pm
Nick eventually gets into a car and uses a rock for the pedal. "He didn't relize 3 samples missing, good thing he was unconcios when i took the samples.
((Exit to Hunter's Hospital))
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:13 am
looks at everything going on"well this is where all the cool stuff happens" goes and digs into the rooots of a tree to get cover for when the sun commes out.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:28 am
perks a bit hearing someone coming
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:29 am
Neveah steps out of the shadow behind the tree and looks around "jeese looks like someone had little brawl..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:31 am
turns around quickly drawing two kama's and hissing" who are dich?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:38 am
((whats a kam and a dich???)) "I'm sorry i don't quite understand the accent..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:40 am
(kama is a japanese scicle and dich is german for you)
" scheaße, what are you doing who are dich"
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:45 am
((oh I was like looking in dictionaries, wikipedia, calling in the military, computers at N.A.S.A. were kicking one. "What does it mean." but now i know all is well XD - lol ))
"I am Neveah, So what do you think happened here?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:46 am
no idea but im going continue digging this hole deep enough to cover me from the sun for the day.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:53 am
yea well don't worry about it you can be back at the coven by daybreak. Shouldn't take too long to get there.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 4:23 pm
Jeff sat with his knee's tucked to his chest, the youth of his sixteen years aged face glistened with the residue of tear streams. His keepsake and only valued possession lay broken in front of him. His only link to his mixed up past shattered by the insensitivity of others and the anger from those that lacked knowledge or understanding.
Looking down upon his shattered violin his gaze seemed to wonder to his blood covered hands. Light shattered once it reached his skin and it would run down his fingertips to the small pool forming in the moonlight. The pool was gradually changing from the deep ruby color to a lighter rosey hue as his crystalian tears merged.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 11:46 pm
Perhaps treking through the park at this time of night wasn't the best idea he'd ever had. However, there simply were no decent Chinese take out places near his apartment. And with his leg, he had no desire to walk the ten blocks it took to bypass the park in order to get his beef and broccoli.
All thoughts of food vanished as he caught the scent of blood--nearby, in fact. He glanced around, eventually sighting the source. An injured youth, wolfscent clinging to him under the copper tang of blood.
Carefully, he wandered over, cane tapping softly against the ground. Should the boy prove dangerous, he had confidence enough in the weapon tucked into his jacket pocket. As he neared, he noted the tears on the other's face, and the shards of wood on the ground.
Moving slowly, deliberately, he pulled a handkerchief out of his other pocket. Kneeling awkwardly, one leg creaking, he held it out.
"Best clean yourself up," Samuel said, a sharp smile creasing his face. "All that blood can't possibly be healthy for you."
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 12:09 am
Rowaneath entered the park she was worried she knew he was here he had to be she could sense him, but she could smell blood and that worried her "Jeff... Jeff!" Rowaneath called meekly. She saw a man leaning over Jeff and figured the worst "JEFF!" she screamed pulling out her broadsword and running at the man now kneeling next to Jeff, her psychic energy played across the blade like fire. 
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