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 Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 1:15 pm
Bridget rolled with Tokeru's punch and came to her feet about five feet
back... the throwing knife was partially deflected but still managed to draw
blood from her left arm. This was no ordinary creature but one of power
and evil(it radiated from him)....still she had chosen to intercede and she wouldn't back off till she had forced this creature to flee or killed it; she
perfered kill as the goal.
She still had an edge, the creature didn't know about what Bridget's abilities were...on ther other hand she was in the same boat... This was going to be a nasty fight. She Com-linked Sanchez on the roof and told him to notify Will what was happening and where...Sanchez acknowledged. Bridget went into a defencive stance and waited for the
creatures next move.....
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 1:26 pm
((It was a kick though. But it's ok.))
The Demonic spirit that ruled his body ignored her once again. It drew the blood red sword of mephisto. The sword flashed with an odd red light. It reminded those that saw it of blood. Anything the light hit was faced with a sensation of being covered in it. Unnerving to most, completly devastating to some. This was not even an inherent power of the sword, the evil spirit that ruled his body had it. The ring of mephisto did something completly different. It flashed once, then again. Then a third time, to no forseeable effect. It did, however, make anyone that tried to harm him face their worst fears. It would cast a glamour over him. Making all those that wished to harm him face their nightmares.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 2:16 pm
"Yeah, I'm human! Definitely! Human mother, human father. Just an ordinar... scratch that... Human with some additions. I'm a master of the Chen Taijiquan style, and a Ba Gua "Eight Diagram" practitioner; I only practice for fun. I went to China and stayed in the North with a Taoist Magic Master. He taught me a few spells... He taught me a trick that triggers my body to draw a Sober Spell when I drink to much... My master was a drunk too. Ye know?" Albert released almost unbeliveable information. It was information that can only be believed by seeing. But, after a while, he stopped telling information and turned the question around to him. "What about ye, Simon?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 2:28 pm
"Me too. Without any special abilities, except that I can blow people's heads off. Or beat the crap out of them. I've only lived in New York, and have never left this state." Simon turned to stare at the car Albert had thrown his bottle at. "Who do you think owns that car," Simon asked pointing at it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 2:35 pm
A being of pale colored skin would be seen walking down one of the many streets of New York. He was dressed simply, or simply in his own mind. Wearing that of a black suit, definitely expensive by the almost perfect fit to his body. A top of his head was that of a black wide brimmed hat, pulled down lower to cover his dark grey orbs. His hair, stopping at about his chin level was black in nature.
He would continue to walk slowly, his dark grey orbs taking in everything as if calculating something. A small grin would be upon his face, his eye teeth showing and definitely sharpened. By race, or by own choice had yet to be seen.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 3:30 pm
The being known as Vlad would continue to walk down the side walk within the city. His dark grey orbs continuing their perception of the area, taking everything in. As he walked by one alley way in particular he'd quickly side step and turn on his heel into it. Here, he would continue his stroll out in the city.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 3:40 pm
GaBbYmEnTaL ((Morion, I don't think that large bat-like wings are appropriate to be walking around in the city with. That is unless you had your profile approved by Black Cat Goddes.)) ((i had it aproved))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 3:44 pm
::after looking at the night sky for a minute, morion started to walk down the sidewalk, looking at the people who were passing by him::
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 3:44 pm
Vlad, continuing his walk still, would slip his hands into the opposite arms sleeves. Here, he would quickly and deftly pull out the twin knives he normally used for fighting. He had mastered the use of a dual small blade, and even mastered that of close quarters fighting. As he pulled these knives out they quickly went into the pockets of his pants. He continued on as if nothing had happened.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:45 pm
Marishka walked down the sidewalk on the streets of New York her saphire eyes darting from left to right making sure to keep her mental walls up. She had heard that lycans were about and that just would not do. Her t-shirt was decorated with little words that she figured were supposed to be funny and a mini-skirt hugged her thighs. She pulled at the bottoms of her skirt trying to cover herself up a little more the moon making her eyes sparkle. She sighed and pushed her hair out of her eyes, her black boots surprisingly silent on the hard ground.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:13 pm
Albert stared at the car, a window was missing.
"Well... It's not mine. I could care less aaaaand.... They're going to need a window." Albert smiled. "So you haven't left New York City, huh? Can't blame you; there's no other place like it. I love it here. Couldn't wait to get back when my training was over with."
Moments later, the car alarm went off.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 1:01 pm
"Yea, there is no place like it." To some this place feels like the top of the world, but for Simon Pennycook it's a place he will be bound to until the day he dies. His parents were killed here by a mugger during Simon's twelth year in the world. That blow left him and his younger brother in orphaned. But, that was in the past, it didn't matter anymore. Atleast not to Simon, but it'll all come one day, and he'll just breakdown where ever he is.
Simon poked his head into the window of the car holding a screwdriver in his left hand. It happens to be one of those random things that was inside his messenger bag. A few quick maneuvers were performed, and the car's radio poped out of it's socket. A trick that he had picked during his low-life days in Brooklynn. This was around the time the alarm went off; Simon looked at Albert and said, "Let's go."
He began to run off. Simon half-expected Albert to follow.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:29 pm
She continued to walk slowly sliding into an alleyway grabbing onto the ladder of a fire escape. And swiftly pulling herself up onto the roof. She walked to the edge and looked down following people with her eyes looking out for any strange feelings she got from anyone. She wasn't normally this jumpy but since she had heard the lycans were around she was a little more... paranoid... would have to be the word for it. Not afraid, she just made shure her eyes were open and she was more aware of her surroundings.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 6:34 pm
Albert watched Simon, but did not bother to stop him. His actions were his own, what could he do. Albert had already started the crime by crashing the bottle through the window. Instead, he smiled and chuckled it off, "It happens all the time..." he told himself. "Good thing I don't have a car."
When he saw Simon begin to run, he immediatly followed behind him. A question raced through his mind, but whether to ask it or not was his thought. If he asked, would he be offended? If he didn't, Alber would feel weak inside. "So, sell tech parts? I hope you checked if it's anti-theft. Once you steal one that is, you won't be able to sell it." Albert questioned and guided Simon's actions. Acting like a pro at thievery, when he wasn't, or so he thought he wasn't.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 12:55 am
All Bridget could do was to hold this creature here til Will's forces got here
and took this unholy thing out; if they got the tansmission. Bridget went
into attack mode starting out with a feint and then the attack.
Bridget got hammered by the protective spell as she attacked but it didn't stop her attack...the drugs and alterations to her brain had made her
tougher to survive physic attacks. The glamour made her pause for a few seconds as she struggled in her own mind wether this was real or not.
Either way she could only do the best she could in this situation. Her blade swung short of the creature(Tokeru). Cold sweat went down her face as the spell effect was winning out (science vs magic) and she was sure this encounter would the end of her life. But she was a soldier and
more than that she was Nemisis 10(altered human) and she had stood up to anything in the past that she encountered. She com-linked to Sanchez and told him to get out of here and go to Haven.
Bridget went back into a defensive stance and waited for the counter attack that was sure to come.
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