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 Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 5:30 pm
Guiseppi returned his attention to Hsaaith and took ahold of the folder, skimming the contents quickly before offering it to the other members of the group. A drug den in Prague... it sounded vaguely familiar--he believed he had either encountered them or encountered someone who'd encountered them. He rested one arm across his chest and used it to hold up the other as he held his chin in thought, mulling it over.
He could probably use connections to get the whereabouts and even an 'innocent' meeting with someone in the group. He couldn't let his face be seen, though, but Shadowpaw could probably work that part if played right. Garbhan could be her wingman or something similar. He and Uriyu could stay 'in the dark,' so to speak, and then go for the kill when given the chance.
He was certain he would get both requests: underhanded crime dealings were his specialty.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 6:23 pm
Shadowpaw read through the briefing quickly and handed it off to who ever wanted it next. She hadn't been to Prague, but she knew of a pack of Wererats that lived around there. They may have a small bit of information that might be useful to her and the others. She looked up at Hsaaith and asked as politely as she could, "Is this a group mission or are we all to work by ourselves, Sir?"
Shadowpaw looked over at Guiseppi as he thought over the info, then over to the newcomer. She gave a small toothy grin, but payed her no mind. Shadowpaw could smell the grave dust on her, knowing what the newcomer was only sent a small shiver up her spine. She would have to fight the urge not to tear into the bloodless thing, but with the mission in front of her she would have to let the vampire go, for now.
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The Raven Of Crimson Wing
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 6:47 pm
Uriyu waited for everyone else to read the paper before receiving it himself. Running his fingers along the grooves of the paper he could make out what it said with relative ease. He heard the wrustle of guissepis clothes and the turning of his... were those designer shoes? Anyhow. Guissepi had turned toward a new source which meant someone else was here, however this was diferent unlike with the leader this one didnt seem like a possible recognition. He was about to ask about it when he heard shadowpaws question and stopped. he wanted to know as well.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 10:06 am
His eyes snapped open, slowly focusing on the ceiling above him. Waking up was second only to his lack of personality for things seeming to be beyond his grasp. Slowly getting up, he grabbed some water and stretched out after a quick sip. putting his things back on and into place, he left the room exactly the same, except for the door being locked and the small trap he had armed. It was simple, but effective; a small piece of spring steel set into the door jam and pressed against the piston of the door handle, ready to launch its tiny spike into the hand of anyone turning the door handle. Hungry, he wandered the school, his sense of direction acutely bringing him back toward the main foyer. The weird part was the innocent looking child turned away from him, one that was out of place in such a building.
It also didn't help that he can't smell anything normally.
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Asmusei -Faceless Hunter-
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 10:13 am
[[ Can someone give me a recap so I can start my post with knowledge of what's happening? xD edit: unimportant question is unimportant. ]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:47 pm
Siobhan had received the folder next. She cast glances over the wolves, and tried to ignore their stench for now. She had never been to this place. She glanced over it, and then nodded, looking around for another person to pass it to. She was the next to leave the room, but not before waving at the people that were inside of the room. Her fangs caught a bit of light, and gleamed like polished knives. Then, she was on her way.
Siobhan needed something to eat, not a drink like usual. She could usually control herself for about two weeks before hunting again. She looked around the halls, her large eyes examining everything. It was an unlikely place for her to be, but she was glad that she was here. Maybe she could learn some tolerance and some skills for herself.
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The Raven Of Crimson Wing
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 5:02 pm
Shadowpaw growled angrily as the vampire came and took hold of the folder. Stepping in front of her, she scowled down at the little doll of a vampire, "This isn't for you to read. You where not on the list of people to receive this information. Back off and go bother someone else, Bloodsucker!"
She could feel the hate of that was passed down to her of vampires start to burn deep in her chest.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 5:49 pm
Siobhan stopped in her tracks, and then she glared at the wolf that had ripped the folder from her hand. No wonder she was confused; it wasn't for her. Siobhan didn't take well to insensitivity, especially to a new student. Siobhan's eyes were completely crimson now, but her stature was still incredibly composed. If the wolf made another move that would upset her, there would be blood around here, and it wouldn't be her's.
"Listen, you mangy wolf." Siobhan's voice was like liquid nitrogen; fluid yet chilling to the core. "As a new student, I would have never known. I suggest you get your muzzle away from me before I break it." Siobhan's stance had tensed a tiny bit, but not enough for anyone to immediately take notice. Her legs were especially tense; she was going to be ready to attack at a moment's notice.
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The Raven Of Crimson Wing
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 6:11 pm
She leaned in with a smirk on her face, "Oh really? You want to fight, Little Girl?"
Shadowpaw wrinkled her nose against the smell of the old blood, grave dust and death, but held herself rigid and let her weight rock back on the balls of her feet against any on coming blows the little porcelain doll would throw at her. She could feel the hatred boil under her skin, threatening to rip out of her skin. Feeling the wolf start to pace she growled darkly.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 6:14 pm
Uriyu moved at a very quick pace leaving a sall trail of dust behind him. Putting himself between the two. He was far too quick to truly be blind but he still smiled disarmingly. "Ladies, ladies, now lets just remain calm and take a deep breath." he said lightly. Now that he was closer he could tell that the other was a vampire. It made him wonder how dark it was At unwelcome boulder.
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The Raven Of Crimson Wing
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 6:28 pm
Shadowpaw's rage could not be held any longer, she pushed the dark elf aside as her form started to change. Her arms and legs growing longer and black fur starting to grow across her body. Her face elongating into a muzzle, standing 9" tall in her Were form she snapped down at the little child of a vampire.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 7:31 pm
It wasn't certain when Hsaaith had decided to go invisible, nor did it really matter. He had spent so many years perfecting being silent and blending into the background that only someone who was watching VERY carefully would have even caught that he had vanished at all. Yet he had, for one moment he was there and the next there wasn't even a single scale showing. However, it didn't take long for anyone to figure out where he had gotten to.
One thing that Hsaaith detested was imnmaturity among his students, and even among those he was overseeing. It showed a complete lack of respect for the jobs that these students were being tasked with, and a complete disregard for any form of civility or subtlety. A true assassin NEVER allowed their emotions to rule their actions, let alone even allow those emotions to be seen by an enemy. Shadowpaw's, and the vampire's actions as well, had set him off in ways that he couldn't even describe. He had decided to end this fight before it even began. Completely silent, he snuck behind Shadowpaw and struck a hard blow to a particular joint in her lower leg, essentially a tendon that was responsible for allowing the muscles in that leg to support the body. Once hit, this tendon would contract, causing Shadowpaw to falls to her knees at the very least, if not fall straight to the ground in pain.
Hsaaith then rematerialized with his face right next to Shadowpaw's massive ear, whispering into it just quiet enough for her to hear, yet icy enough to cause shivers to run down her spine. "You NOT do that. I not allow. You act proper here, elssssse I make you." As soon as Hsaaith was done with Shadowpaw his head swiveled sharply to look at Siobhan, and his eyes were staring daggers into hers. "You. You know better. I teach lasssst year. I teach thisssss year. You good sssssstudent. Don't ruin image."
Siobhan really was a good student, one of Hsaaith's best in fact. She was able to blend into the shadows almost perfect, and her charming appearance allowed her to blend into a crowd almost as well. She wasn't even a bad person at heart. She enjoyed helping the other students in class that were struggling, she liked to take charge. But she could be overbearing at times, dangerous even. Dangerous was a good trait for an assassin, but her danger came from her lack of control. Hsaaith had read her profile, he knew her past, and from simply watching her around the school he could tell that she wasn't the type you said 'No' to. She couldn't handle not having things go her way. And this ancient, ancient blood fued between were's and vamp's, it was ridiculous to be honest. She should NEVER had given in to her rage against Shadowpaw, that was one of Hsaaith's first lesons he had drilled into her.
Hsaaith hoped that Shadowpaw and Garbhan wouldn't cause his star student to fall from the pedestal she had placed herself on.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 8:02 pm
Siobhan blinked once, and she had just noticed Hsaaith had come and fell the wolf. Then she noticed that Hsaaith was yelling at her. It was a strange change in tone for her, since he was usually always praising her when she did well in her practices. She nodded at his warning and compliment, and her eyes were their russet-brown once again. She motioned apologetically to Shadowpaw, her curls falling over her small shoulders. Even her movements were fluid; a few hundred years of practicing motions made her seem like a live doll. She wasn't starting her year off on the wrong foot. She wasn't about to let her ancient blood ruin anything, either. Her ancestor had never come into contact with werewolves, so her rage was simply for the fact of that Shadowpaw had taken on a dangerous stance with her.
"I apologize, Professor Hsaaith. To you as well, Shadowpaw. My threat was uncalled for. But I don't particularly like being called a bloodsucker. I suppose it's better than leech, though." Siobhan smiled, no...it was more of a forced smirk. She never liked to repeat the nicknames given to Vampires. It irked her nerves.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 8:06 pm
The tendon crumpled under the blow causing her to yip loudly in pain as she fell to the floor. Hearing the whispered message she whimpered quietly as if in apology. She felt so ashamed by her actions that she slowly shifted into her wolf form with her long black tail between her legs.
Sitting in the pile of ripped clothing she stole from the girl who bunked up in the room next to hers, she dipped her head looking over at Garbhan, wondering why he didn't fight with her. He was a wolf to, why didn't he feel the same hate for the vampires as she? Shadowpaw would have to ask him later.
She looked up at Hsaaith, her ears flat against her head, head also bowed to make herself seem smaller. She really was sorry for letting her hate for vampires get out of control, she didn't mean to attack. Shadowpaw whimpered quietly.
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The Raven Of Crimson Wing
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 8:40 pm
Uriyu never saw the push coming, being blindfolded makes seeing such things dificult. Throwing his full weeight backwards he did a cartweel letting his feet slide against the floor until he was leaning gently against the wall once more. His arms now crossed over his chest as if hed never moved at all. However with the mix of tearing clothes a small whisper he couldnt quite make out and a whimpering from Shadowpaw he figured the instructor had stopped things.
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