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 Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 3:50 pm
A bead of sweat ran down Albert's face. He realised that his actions had brought on quite a crowd. He did not intend for such a distraction. He gruffed and slipped back into the shadows, making his way to Tokeru's position. Though he did not posess the natural strength that Lykans had, he faired pretty well to be able to jump from building to building, light as a 'Feather,' and make it to Tokeru.
"It seems I made a mistake trying to follow Ms. Li..." He spoke aloud,"...Call her, I don't want an audience, please..." Albert spoke nervously.
(OOC: Last post before I come back. Until then, I'm following quietly behind.)
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 5:15 pm
A soft alarm sounded in the depths of Liora's mind, and she realized that she was standing alone in the streets. She'd been too focused on the new presences to truly trace the movements of her acquaintances. Now, she'd found that they had moved. Oh, well. Her eyes jogged a swift circuit around her surroundings in order to locate them. Tokeru was handling new-presence number two, and Feather seemed to have retreated into the shadows for a fashion. The wrong sensation still pulsated at her temple, but Liora realized she could not fret over it while more imminent threats were present. Such as the strange man before her who was asking about some 'Teslae'.
At this rate, Liora suspected that the opportunity to prove herself to her acquaintances would arrive sooner, and, therefore, she would be able to lure them into leading her to the Haven even more quickly. To be honest, Liora had not fashioned plans past that point. Plans required an abundance of data, and what little information she knew about the NYHG was highly slanted by her sources. She did not know what to expect from the hunting group, nor did Liora know if they would allow a lycan such as herself into their ranks. Such concerns were without reason, as she soon would learn.
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 5:46 pm
Crow_Caravonox _Chig_wolf_ Crow_Caravonox _Chig_wolf_ Crow_Caravonox *a single tear drop falls from his left eye*I thank you...Please follow me to my home it is just outside the city you can sleep and theres plenty of food in the fridge seeing how I eat like goku does....*stands back up and starts to head back out of the alley*unless you want to do this the easier way*Turns and waits for her to catch up.* *sighs and shake his head.*I can use my powers as a pysic vampire and transport us instantly to my home but your going to have to hold my hand that is if you can trust me.*extends his hand*((Sorry just now loged on in the last few days....)) *looks down at the wolf...*no probelm...*walks out of the alley and makes a right*so why is it that youll help me against your kind but dont trust me?
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 6:30 pm
((Should i wait longer? or continue without her.))
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 6:40 pm
*Suddenly, a large man with humongous black wings flies over the the empire state building, landing on top of it. He stood ontop of it for hours waiting for soem action. He was confused as to why no alley attacks were going on, he was begging for some action.*
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 6:45 pm
She appears in a dark mist in the shadows on the street below.
"Hmmm....nothing to do it seems."
She walks out of the shadows and makes her way down an abandoned street.
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:04 pm
-A young girl, about the age of fourteen or fifteen, walked slowly down a darkened street of the city. She sighed as she reached a hand up, adjusting the blindfold over her long gone eyes. She smirked as she sniffed the air. All she smelled were rats, fish, blood, and more rats. She hated the smells of the alleys, they sometimes blocked one of her favorite sense, smell. She had already lost sight and depended intirely on smell and sound. She had an excellent nose and ears for one so young of a lycan. Her short bright neon pink hair was shabby around her head, not messy but just slightly slick enough to look nice. She was bored out of her wits and hadn't been in a fight since the one with the vamp and hunter. She loathed them both; the mocking vampire and down right rude hunter. Why couldn't they at least have some formality. Of course she was one to talk.-
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:07 pm
Aki-Sha -A young girl, about the age of fourteen or fifteen, walked slowly down a darkened street of the city. She sighed as she reached a hand up, adjusting the blindfold over her long gone eyes. She smirked as she sniffed the air. All she smelled were rats, fish, blood, and more rats. She hated the smells of the alleys, they sometimes blocked one of her favorite sense, smell. She had already lost sight and depended intirely on smell and sound. She had an excellent nose and ears for one so young of a lycan. Her short bright neon pink hair was shabby around her head, not messy but just slightly slick enough to look nice. She was bored out of her wits and hadn't been in a fight since the one with the vamp and hunter. She loathed them both; the mocking vampire and down right rude hunter. Why couldn't they at least have some formality. Of course she was one to talk.-
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:07 pm
He methodically reaches a decision, deciding in favor of leaving any actions taken up to the crowd below...he could handle whatever he needed to if it came...none in the streets below or the roofs across looked like any overwhelming threat, the demon being the only one of immediate concern...From the depths of his hood, his face lights up in curious exitement, wondering what might come of entering into such a gathering...
He was hoping along the lines of something horrifically satisfying...But he tended to have different means of satisfaction than others...
He stands, flooding his awareness with extrasensory perceptions, opening himself up to the vibrant auras of the gathered beings below...He immediatley senses that he was right about the woman...a Lycan...
He probes the others lightly, his concerns remaining about the same...A simple succubus across the roofs, and the Demon he recognised as another Oni below. The winged man and the other were regular eccentrics, slight differences in the general gathering of Auras...
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:11 pm
Her ears twitched and she looked around she whispered lightly.
"Is someone there?...."
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:14 pm
-The young girl stopped in her tracks and tipped her head up to the sky, listening in. She thought she had heard someone. She slinked off into a completely dark alley and squated down, making sure no mortals were in sight. She growled lightly, turning her head from left to right; listening and smelling. She smirked there was definitally someone watching her, she could feel it. She thought that there might even be two, but she was unsure. Only being a lycan for a year doesn't give you much advantage over most. She licked her soft lips lightly and tapped her slightly long black finger nails on the asphalt below her. She whistled a soft tune, the vibrations bouncing off the walls and other items, giving her some sort of sight of where things were.-
"I don't like being watched, that is if I am being watched..."
-She sighed, running her other hand through her hair and waited for a response if she was going to get one.-
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:18 pm
Aki-Sha -The young girl stopped in her tracks and tipped her head up to the sky, listening in. She thought she had heard someone. She slinked off into a completely dark alley and squated down, making sure no mortals were in sight. She growled lightly, turning her head from left to right; listening and smelling. She smirked there was definitally someone watching her, she could feel it. She thought that there might even be two, but she was unsure. Only being a lycan for a year doesn't give you much advantage over most. She licked her soft lips lightly and tapped her slightly long black finger nails on the asphalt below her. She whistled a soft tune, the vibrations bouncing off the walls and other items, giving her some sort of sight of where things were.-
"I don't like being watched, that is if I am being watched..."
-She sighed, running her other hand through her hair and waited for a response if she was going to get one.-
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:24 pm
-The young woman smiled softly, though not in a funny way, but in a way of that she was happy that she was right. She stood up, tilting her head slightly-
"I know you're there. Who are you?"
-She felt her foot around her and found a small puddle, and splashed her heeled boot into it, making more vibrations.-
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:27 pm
Aki-Sha -The young woman smiled softly, though not in a funny way, but in a way of that she was happy that she was right. She stood up, tilting her head slightly-
"I know you're there. Who are you?"
-She felt her foot around her and found a small puddle, and splashed her heeled boot into it, making more vibrations.-
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:29 pm
The wrong sensation haunting Liora fluctuated and grew into a feasible presence. It filled Liora with dislike immediately, and a subtle feral growl shook her vocal chords before she could stop the impulse. Her golden orbs shifted away from the enemy facing her and focused on the silhouette which had revealed itself on the rooftops. Immediately, she knew from the figure's undeniable stench that it was a vampire. So, the 'stalker' had finally decided to join her and her acquaintance's little redezvous in the streets.
"You've been watching us a while." she simply stated to the figure, an accusatory note to her voice.
Her lycan instincts were stirring within her. The presence of other natural enemies of the Lycans seemed to be the cause of this change, and Liora hated them and herself for it. The wolven instincts disturbed her greatly as they always did. First came the instinct to attack before the other beings had the chance to retaliate. Then came the hunger, the undeniable thirst for blood that only her hunting seemed to fix in an acceptable manner. Any other route towards quenching her blood-thirst she dismissed as wrong, and rightfully so: Liora was still human enough to know that feasting upon mortals was a horrific sin.
Liora's breath quickened laboriously as she struggled to control her lycanthropic urges. The strain of her labors failed to register on her face, but she certainly felt it internally. If she were to continue to tolerate herself and if she were to join the ranks of the Hunters, Liora would have to win this little battle against herself. She could control her instincts; her will was as imperturbable as a brick wall.
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