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 Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 10:31 am
She turned around the corner, the sound of rushing footsteps rang out overhead in chaotic beats, the boards creeking beneath them. "What is going on," she growled as she moved forward, grabbing the handle before turning it, her hand on her knife's handle as she opened the door. Other then a few lower-class assassins and persons, the room was nearly emptied as none noticed or cared about her presence. According to them, she was a familiar face.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 3:26 pm
Whitefang followed Rinoa slowly so he didnt make a sound and he seen or heard. whitefang was sure what was going to happen next
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 8:50 am
(( I doubt this will be a well done post since my brain has officially died from lack of sleep - but... I feel bad for not posting in forever ))
Passing quickly through the room, blood splattered across the floor and walls on occassion as she drew by, as if oblivious to the matter. "Apparently we are under attack," she frowned, crossing her arms, "what was he thinking," she growled, pushing a door open, the clatter of pans falling to the marble floor forced her to turn her head as a cook collasped, blood pooling on the floor beneath her. Drawing a knife, she narrowed her green eyes as she moved forward silently before letting the blade fly, a groan emeraged from the victim's last breath soon after before a thud. Moving towards the enemy's lifeless body, she study the girl's form, "they don't look familiar to me, not that I'm the best with faces though."
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:04 pm
Rinoa2000 (( I doubt this will be a well done post since my brain has officially died from lack of sleep - but... I feel bad for not posting in forever ))
Passing quickly through the room, blood splattered across the floor and walls on occassion as she drew by, as if oblivious to the matter. "Apparently we are under attack," she frowned, crossing her arms, "what was he thinking," she growled, pushing a door open, the clatter of pans falling to the marble floor forced her to turn her head as a cook collasped, blood pooling on the floor beneath her. Drawing a knife, she narrowed her green eyes as she moved forward silently before letting the blade fly, a groan emeraged from the victim's last breath soon after before a thud. Moving towards the enemy's lifeless body, she study the girl's form, "they don't look familiar to me, not that I'm the best with faces though." The sound of screams filled the air, and Morik stood in the dark, a black orb in his hand. Their sould were forcibly torn from their bodies and drawn into the crushing darkness of the sphere, and Rinoa's soul tugged slightly, but held, still anchored to her body "It doesn't matter who they are, what matters is how they got here"
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 11:33 am
Slowly, her hand slid to her chest, she paused, clutching as if to remove pain, creases in her forehead revealed at least discomfort. "Odd..." she returned corsely, glancing about, writing it off as a simple chest pain but the signs around her were deffiantely waving little red flags. "We're dealing with more then a mere group, something on a bit of an... elemental level or some sort," she conjured up. Grabbing her knife and rubbing it across her victim's clothing to clean it, she rose to her feet, "be on your guard."
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 3:51 am
whitefang saw one of the enermys creeping up behind rinoa, whitefang got up and slowly walked over to them and snapped his neck "hmm the look similar to me" whitefang moved the clothing from the neck then dropped the body and took steps back "its cant be why are they here" whitefang turned to rinao "was there anyone who worked for you who was ment to be coming after me" whitefang looked at the body again "What are these angels doing here" whitefang looked back at rinoa " please tell me because if so these are here for me"
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 6:06 am
Rinoa gave a bit of a chuckle despite the seriousness of the situation. "Are you kidding? I don't have anyone working for me, it's who I'm working for they have to be after. Trust me, I have no idea what any of these creatures are here." She returned, crossing her arms, sure to keep the blade away from herself as she clasped the knife firmly in her hand.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 6:30 am
"okay been on your guard these aint like the angels everyones been told about in the stories. these are shady creatures who will hunt all demons and who ever stands in there way." As whitefang said this he looked around to see if there was anymore coming after him
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:32 am
"You know, you can just make a little portal and leave... right? No reason why you should stick around," Rinoa returned simply with a shrug of her shoulders as she moved around the corner into an empty room. Of course, by saying empty she meant of anyone living, but that was an irrelevant detail as she jumped over a fallen body on the floor and moved on. "Who in their right mind would get themselves invovled with the world of angels and demons..." she paused, "now that I say that, it makes far more sense as to why he was invovled," she returned shaking her head as the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile. "Just think," she returned, turning to Whitefang, "I'll be getting extra gold for sticking around," she grinned greedily.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 7:00 am
"well i might aswell stay around i have got myself involved now so ever way ill still be hunted down" whitefang looked towards the corridor they were going to take "lets finish this" whitefang turned back to rinoa "you lead the way"
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 3:32 pm
Morik followed a similar pattern with each angel, each soul seeming to lessen his pain. He stuck a finger in the orb, and bulled back a black string of energy. He wrapped it around his arms and connected it to the base of his skull, the lines fading into his body. he did this with his other arm and both legs, as well as his torso and neck
"If we are going to become the hunters, we will need information. Strip them all down, check pockets and look for any strange scars, markings, or tattoos on their bodies"
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 3:25 pm
Whitefang stopped "you look throught them im going to go my own way" whitefang turned to rinoa "ok im leaving you here i need to find more information about this place" as whitefang said this he leaped into air duff "cya soon" whitefang started to creep throught the shafts looking through every gap he can see "hmm this place looks firmilia" whitefang came to a room with some papers on a desk so he climbed out to have a look. he turned around to the door and locked it then came back to the table to read the papers "whats this" whitefang reached to near the end of the papers then stopped and dropped them on the floor "No way it cant be" whitefang looked up at the walls all around was information about him and rinoa "i need to wa..." as whitefang said this some of the guards burst in the door "stop right there" shouted one of the guards "hell im outta here whitefang grabbed the papers and ran towards the guards he managed to jumped over them when he was behind them he kicked them so hard in the knee caps the shattered. as the guards started to fall on of the set of the alarm "oh s**t now what have i done" whitefang ran throught the corridoors as fast as he could to get back to the others
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 4:54 pm
A bit of a disgusted look crossed Rinoa's once composed face as she watched Morik pull the black strings about his body. That's interesting... in a weird and disturbing kinda way... she thought to herself as she simply looked away. Soon enough, he was done, issuing off orders. Nodding in responses to Morik's command, she turned, moving towards the closest victim as she extended her gloved hand forward, tenatively touching his pockets, padding the victim down, searching in folds for any information, valuable or not, or at least some change on them to add to her never large enough amount.
However, Whitefang's sudden proposition came out of the blue and before she could even comment or disagree in return, he was gone. Giving a little sigh, she shook her head, returning to her work, crouching down as she searched the man's pockets, finding nothing but lint as she tossed it to the floor, drawing her hair back away from her face with her free hand as she leaned forward. "Hmmm... he's got nothing."
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 5:16 pm
whitefang came to a deadend "god damn it nothing works for me" whitefang turned around with and evil glear on his face, his eyes started change color "try and kill me why dont you" whitefang ran towards the guards and slaughtered them and just ripped them to plieces. he then he stuck his claws into there bodies and drained them from eveything. he then hung them up for a warning not to try and attack again
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2008 6:57 pm
Disappointed that the victim's pockets came up empty she silently moved to the next one, careful not to step on anyone by mistake. They might be dead but they were still human. Crouching down she repeated the process, this time, the victim being a woman. She titlted her head to the side, searching pockets, opening up her coat for any hidden slits in the fabric slidding her hand across the pockets on the front of her pants as she found an abnormal bump. "Hmmm..." was all she said, her ears perking forward, a more intent look crossed her face as she slipped her hand in, searching for the mysterious item as she touched it, a smooth object, cool to the touch. Now she was even more enthralled for perhaps it invovled a face value as she clasped it in her fingers and pulled it out, a small gold coin resting in her palm as she grinned. "Finder's keepers."
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