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 Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 4:29 pm
Amnity gripped her revolvers tighter as she was being waken up. She opened her eyes slowly and looked over at the person who had called her name. "...Grandfather?...." She finally got back to her senses, and her eyes adjusted to the light of the room. It was Mephlius, and it took her a bit of time to realize that. "Mephlius?...Oh, hey!....Is the movie over?" Amnity rubbed her eyes and sat up.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 4:37 pm
Psychedelic...
"The movie ended, I went home, got a good nights sleep, ate breakfast, met with an old friend, and came here." He smiled. "You slept well."
...ciledehcysP
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 4:48 pm
Amnity's eyes widened, realizing that she had fell asleep....Over night. Embarrassed, she slapped her forehead and groaned. "I'm sorry Mephlius....I didn't mean to..." She finally looked at him with a crooked smile, still not completely awake. "An old friend? When did you meet him? Where is he?" And what is he?
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 5:00 pm
Psychedelic...
"It's fine. His name is Jehkt. I met him years ago, when he first joined the hunters. He's in the training room. He's a cyborg, and he'd like to meet you. He wants to be my first man."
...ciledehcysP
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 5:27 pm
Amnity stood up and stretched a bit, then holstered her revolvers. "Alright then! Let's not keep him waiting!" She said, a bright smile on her face.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 5:30 pm
Psychedelic...
He smiled, and stood up. He put his arm over Amnity's shoulder, and walked to the training room.
~Exit: Training Room~
...ciledehcysP
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 5:38 pm
Amnity was anxious, but she yawned anyway.
((Exit:Training Room))
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 11:09 pm
Dressed in his black fatigues and military equipment, Marcus wandered around the corridors of the Haven compound till he found the library right next to the computer room and entertainment area. Raising a brow, his curiosity drew him into the room of books, only to furrow in disappointment. As his brown eyes scanned the books, Marcus was sadden to learn that the NYHG didn't really carry any useful information in the library dealing with what they dealt with. Instead, fiction and reference books filled the shelves of the library. Spotting an encyclopedia on monsters, Marcus shook his head and let out a sigh.
"Blah...was hoping for answers but found none." The weary hunter muttered. Though he was tired from staying up all night, his body refused to let him shut down for a moment's rest. Pushing him to do something, but not specific on what that anything was. Moaning, Marcus left the library to hit the computer room, plopping himself down one of the free computers while he shifted his machine gun onto his lap. With a few quick keystrokes, Marcus looked up random information, namely history on clothing. There was something weird about that vampire last night and Marcus knew that clothing looked familiar.
It wasn't long though the Project Manager stumbled upon what he was looking for. "Heh, the motherf*cker was a puritan. He was a witchhunter." The man said absent-mindlessly as he followed the link to more information on the 17th century and the whole phase in which genocide was acceptable in the name of God. Also attempting to recall a few Latin words from the vampire, Marcus went about looking up their meaning on an online translator, surprised to learn the undead fiend was praying before attempting to kill him.
"Heh, likin' this guy more and more." Marcus mumbled as he went about studying some more on his new prey. Tonight, before the sun set, Marcus was going to find out more than enough on the undead man, and if possible, kill him.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 11:30 pm
Maku's phone vibrated in whatever pocket he kept it in. A text message appeared on the phones screen from Veroen, eager to be read: This is Veroen. Care to have a drink? It's been a while since we've had a decent, non-violent night. I'll be at Demonic Ties if you care to join me.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 6:18 am
Looking at the vibrating phone, Marcus perked a brow and gave a soft grunt of amusement at the message. Hell, why not? He'd spent the last couple of hours drinking and his body was sore as hell from the fight earlier. This caused the man to chuckle slightly as he nodded his head and put the phone away. Just as he was about to gather his gear and walk out, Marcus noticed something strange on one of the links he was studying.
"I'll have to keep that in mind." He mused as he closed the browser, cleared the history and begin his trek out of Haven, going through the garage entrance of the hunter's compound to exit.
[exit]
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 12:24 am
Sethe walked into the entertainment room, and turned as he walked in, loking behind him, waiting for Kerrigan to walk in. The werewolf telekinetically pulled out a CD and put it in the CD player. Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down popped up as the first track. This was actually one of Krii's CD's that he'd made, so there'd be an eclectic collection of music on it. He turned and watched the door, and would close and lock it when Kerrigan got into the room.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 12:45 am
Kerrigan wasn't far behind the Omega hunter, tossing her raven curls over her shoulder as she came in to music playing, the man obviously waiting for her. It was weird for her...the two of them being alone in the same room and there seeming to be such a distance between them. Clearing her throat as she heard the door lock behind her, the huntress made her way over to a couch, resting back against it and looking at the lycan.
"Alright, you start. You seem like you have something you have to get off your chest." Her words might have come across as callous, even though that was not her intention. If anything, she just wanted to hear what he had to say.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 2:12 pm
Sethe walked over to the other end of the couch, and sat down, one leg under his center mass, and leaned against the arm of the couch. He gave an uncomfortable look, stood up, took his coat off, draping it over the back of the couch, and pulled his cowl down, sitting back down with his right leg under his center mass, again.
'I just want to know what happened while I was gone. I wanted to come home, and finish our plans. Why'd you stop planning them?' He looked at her chest, and noticed the ring. He reached out, and it lifted from his neck, floating up towards his hand. 'Obviously you didn't completely stop planning, or hoping. Kerri, I understand we're Hunters. We shouldn't be thinking about things like romance, and marriage, it's a full time commitment, and we're already full time Hunters. But unless you stop it from doing so, Love finds a way.'
He sighed, and ran his left hand through his hair. He leaned back, still holding up the ring with his thoughts, and looked at her, waiting for her input.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 8:47 pm
Kerrigan's eyes followed Sethe as he sat down opposite of her on the end of the couch, she huntress waiting patiently as he said what he needed to say. It was strange to see him so uncomfortable around her, though she kept her facial expression neutral as he took off his coat and things to try and get a little more settled. Her attention shifted to the ring on her chest as he lifted it into the air from her neck, moving over to his hand. She spent so much time mad at him that she forgot how much the ring meant to her, the huntress having to stop herself from grabbing it back protectively.
"Sethe...I cried myself to sleep for weeks when you disappeared from the docks after that fight with the elders. Things went to Hell around here quick when you and Will both disappeared. I was so distress that I couldn't even take charge as hunters left, regular citizens trying to come in and do our job because of that damn article. And then you came back, and I was so happy to see you. I thought we were finally going to finish what we started, but you changed. You weren't the Krii I remembered, the one that always told me that my life had to be more than hunting. Hunting consumed you, and I can respect that. I still wanted to marry you. But when you just left-" Her voice cracked as she broke off, her green eyes forced to the ground as she collected her thoughts. She knew it wasn't his fault, she told him that she was no longer angry over that situation, but having to think about it all in context again was starting to bring her emotions to the forefront, something she had been working hard to suppress.
"Umm...yea, so once you left I cried for awhile longer and decided I couldn't go on like that anymore. As much as I understand why you had to leave now, you have to understand that at the time I had no idea where you went. All those arguments we had about hunting versus settling down...I thought you just got fed up. So, to get myself together I left. I had to stop planning things Krii because I didn't think you were coming back. How could I know?" Her attention turned to him once more, looking at him as if pleading with him to see things from her point of view.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:07 am
Sethe looked deep into her eyes, his right hand resting on the back of the couch. He inhaled through his nose, and took to thinking for a few moments, gathering together what to say. 'I suppose you couldn't have. There was no way for you to know. I'm not saying you could have. It's upsetting that you couldn't, and apparently AO believe that it's justified. I can't help what happened. I wish I could have told them no. But I couldn't.'
He thought again for a moment, and continued. 'I'm back now, though. I understand, we've both changed. I don't want that to stop us from doing what we planned. My heart aches for you. My mind longs for you, Kerrigan. I need you. I left Skiaska for you in a very scandalous way. Please don't tell me we can't...' he stopped, his voice also cracking. A tear rolled down his cheek, and he quickly wiped it away, while looking away to try to hide it.
He turned back, and breathed through his nose, again. Calming himself, he continued. '... Don't push me away, Kerrigan. Please. For six months I dreamed, every time I slept, about us getting married. Six months of hope. The thought of you helped me get through the entire thing. I forced myself onward, though some pretty bad situations, and some harsh fights, with you on my mind. I told myself every fight, 'I will NOT die. I have a beautiful woman that I HAVE to marry. If I don't, neither of us will be complete.' Don't let that all be in vain, Kerrigan...' He rose, and stepped in front of her, taking her hand, and holding it with both of his hands.
'I beg you, Kerrigan. I love you. I love you more than anything. I laughed in death's face, using you as my strength, to survive through the workings and powers of six different demons, Astaroth included, and made it through on your love. Please, Kerrigan.' Tears started to roll down his face, again, and he hid his face against her hand, his voice was cracking more and more, and as he hid his face, a sob escaped. 'I love you.'
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