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 Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 3:12 am
((Aww... she likes her Logan. <3))
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 10:51 am
Bella had just got done speaking with Iden, at least he had gone better then she had expected with the whole deal... though, Iden was quite laid back and relaxed at times. It was one of the many things she enjoyed about him. He had put her more at ease as they spoke about what happened, but now she was in the Tavern, hoping Roan was there... she was feeling less relaxed.
She looked like Hell, hadn't been able to rest or even relax that morning. She had been watching over Dae and Caine all night, making sure they both were healing as they should been... then she had gone straight to Iden to talk. From there, she came to Roan's haunt where she was now at. Shaking her head slightly, she leaned against the counter while pulling her hair back into a loose ponytail to keep it from her face. Her dark clothes were stained in rather large amounts of blood, she had barely bothered to clean her skin off from it. If it wasn't for how the clothes weren't torn, it'd been easy to assume that she had been in one nasty fight. However... she had merely watched the fight then stepped in at the last part of it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:06 am
*roan walked downstairs slowly, towelling off her wet hair as she went. SHe was dressed only in an oversized red shirt, will trailed just below her butt on her thighs, revealing in the harsh light of the main bar the many silvery scars that ran over her powerful and lithe legs.
Flicking water form her head wings, she shook herself again to remove water fomr her tail as she approached the bar, snagging cigarette and a lighter from behind it as she spoke*
You look and smell like hell. What happened and why'd you come looking for me?
*She was sure Bella was looking for her - why else come to the Tavenr after all? She was equally confident however that it was nothing to do with Iden. She could sense him just fine. WHich meant it was going to be personal*
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:22 am
Bella looked up as Roan came into the main part of the building, her eyes glancing at her attire, but she didn't say anything as she shook her head and turned around to look at her. "Gee thanks for the compliment," she replied before finally pulling herself up onto a bar stool. "There's... something I feel like should be discussed with my sire, but as you know, I cut those ties a long time ago and don't plan on returning to him," she told her with a slight shrug. Bella wouldn't come out and say just how much she looked up to and respected Roan, or what she saw her as... but the around about way with her words should tell her anyways.
Her tail was nervously swaying behind her, but she didn't take her eyes from Roan's face as she went straight to what had happened. "I was watching over Dae last night... making sure she was staying out of trouble for the most part. Her... damned... I'm not even sure what he is to her, had the bright idea to use a holy weapon on her. I'm not sure if he finally snapped and thought he should kill her..or if it'd kill the demon part of her or what... End the end, both of them nearly died.... Doing Dae a favor, I tried to save Caine, but... there was an accident. He was still alive, so there was no embracing, thank god. I'd killed him had there been," she muttered the last part half to her self before shaking her head and going on again, "He is now enthralled to me though," she told her, waiting to be struck down or something.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:26 am
*grabbing a bottle of absinthe and several packets of blood, Roan flopped down on a stool and swigged alternately form both, watching Bella dispassionatly*
Yeah, and? With a name like Caine its a wonder I hadnt killed him already. Whats the problem? Just kill him or treat him like a kicked puppy. YOU made yourself his domitor, I assume its only a level 1 bond. Deal with it. If Dae's got issues, the pair of you can beat each other to death with bits of his dismembered body, I really dont care. Just dont bring your pets to MY home. Your a pet yuourself after all.
*oh such callousness. Prehaps there was a point to it, and the way she spoke, prehsp she really WAS just THAT mean*
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:37 am
Surprised, Bella raised an eyebrow as she kept her eyes on Roan as if she was waiting for a surprise attack or something... Finally realizing that she wasn't in trouble for such carelessness, she relaxed slightly with her and leaned on the bar. "No... she's fine with it. I had no thoughts of bringing him to the Mansion, he wont even be allowed in the apartment. I'm lucky to be at either one of them as it is," she told her, shrugging again. She didn't care either way to the pet comment, Iden already called her a cat sometimes. She also knew that she was a pet to Roan and the clan, she was Iden's toy.... and not apart of the clan in anyway that the others that stayed there were.
"I just thought you should know about it and hear it from me and not someone else," she told her, bringing one leg up to her chest to hug it slightly. It seemed the reactions from this was a lot better then she would have expected.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 12:06 pm
Me, I dont give a flying ********. You make your own mistakes and deal with em. I had to, why not every bugger else? The Prince however...
* A dark leer was turned on Bella*
I dont know who this 'Caine' is, but I think you better pop down to Raoul's offices at some point and let him know... prehaps HE will be more concerned.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 1:01 pm
"I plan on dealing with my mistakes and the responsibly for his mistakes," she told her before nodding to her words on seeing the Prince. "I'll do that after I get cleaned up... think I should take him with me or go by myself," she questioned Roan, not sure what the proper protocol with a bonding would be... "Caine's nothing more then a cop from Durem, he knew about all of this already, because of Dae and his partner's a cainite, too," she told her. Bella did walk around like a demoness herself, but she hadn't been the one to expose things to him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 7:46 am
Having finished his latest task for Roan a few days early, he was going to keep the prearranged meeting time for her in a few days. No one need to change things around, besides he wanted a few extra days off from work. After he had a few drinks here, he was planning on going to meet Sasha again. Assuming the woman would want to see him again and the guilt hadn't set in during the time he had been away. If she didn't want to see him, he could pick up another woman easy enough...
The elf was wearing the normal clothes he wore, a pair of firm fitting jeans that were ragged and torn up in many places. A black sleeveless shirt showed off the tattoos and scars that ran up and down his arms. He had a cloak on, but took it off and slung it on a stool when he first came in. As he moved towards the counter, he ran a hand through the thick black hair then absently ran a finger over the scar that ran along his face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 7:55 am
*A slow, drawn out sound of metal on metal. Sometimes, once could be confused as to what caused it, but NOT when it was the sound of a ROMAN being cocked, ready for use. And it was aimed straight at Logan's chest*
You have five seconds to start running, then I start chasing and WHEN i catch you, not IF, you will BEG for death before I grant you it. I will tear your insides out and keep you alive long enough to see before I devour all that is left of you and any you are related to. 5...4....
*There was no joke in her tone, no give in her eyes as she looked at him from where she sat at a table, boots up on the wood*
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 8:03 am
His head cocked to the side as his sensitive ears picked up the noise of metal grating on metal. Lifting his head, he noticed Roan sitting before her with a ROMAN pointed chest level at him. Raising an eyebrow in surprise, he lifted his hands in a surrender motion. "Whoa... hold on a minute Roan. You cant be THIS mad for me not calling to say I finished early. What did I do," he questioned her, standing still and waiting to see if she'd shoot him for NOT doing as she said... or if that was what she wanted him to do in the first place. He knew he didn't have a chance to out run a cainite of her strength and thought it'd be stupid anyways. With running, he had NO chance of living.... but staying he may have a chance to talk things out with her.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 8:12 am
*Sliding her boots of fthe table and standing, Roan continued towards Logan, never lowering the gun*
Finishing early? Your one saving grace, you drunken whore. Give me ONE reason why I shouldnt shoot you right here and now...
*apparently, she expected him to know what she was on about. After all, it hadnt taken her long o HER info network to find out EXACTLY what had happened the other night, and who, to within a 99% probability was responsible for her life getting even MORE complicated*
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 8:23 am
"Drunken whore? I am a whore... but I haven't been drunk in a long time," he told her before shaking his head trying to figure it all out. None of it made sense. She didn't seem to care before when he had sex with others... why would she suddenly care now? A reason why not to shoot him brought several ideas to mind, but all wouldn't be a good idea to use at the moment when he was being threatened with his life. "I'm too good at what I do and you'd be hard pressed to find another," he suggested with a shrug to say he didn't know what to say to her. "C'mon, Roan.. what's this about," he asked her once again, his dark grey eyes staying on her face and eyes now. It should be obvious from the confusion on his face that he had no clue what she was so pissed about.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 8:30 am
*Roan's tail lashed out from behind her, the spaded tip aimed to slap Logan hard across the face and preferabbly to the floor, while Roan used her spare hand to find a light a cigarette, not lowering the gun*
You SLEPT with Corbins MOTHER, you whore!
*She fired the gun, aiming to one side of his head, though he'd get absolutely showered in flying shrapnel, the noise of the DB round going off almost physically seen, let alone felt*
I couldnt care less about who you sleep with normally, but that was Naroks WIFE, you ingrained little slut! And I can REPLACE you! You got her ******** PREGNANT! DONT give me the innocent act!
*To say she was pissed... was a major understatement*
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 8:39 am
Being as light weight as he was, it didn't take a whole lot to knock Logan over, especially when he wasn't sure if he should try and dodge or block the attack. Shaking his head to clear the flashing lights before his eyes, he gently rubbed the side of his cheek where the print of her tail was now at in a bright red mark. "I didn't know I wasn't suppose to!" His arm was still near his face, so instead of his face getting hit with so much shrapnel it was his arm that took most of it. Not to mention, his ear was now ringing more then he had ever felt it do before that he could remember. Logan pushed himself back into a sitting position before starting to pick out the wood from his arm and letting it bleed freely to the floor.
His eyes had gone back to Roan's face as he paid attention to her and the words she was saying to him. When he heard he got her pregnant... the color drained from his face as his jaw opened slightly. Shaking his head to try to clear the ringing noises once again, he was convinced he had heard Roan wrong. He couldn't got her pregnant... "Wait. I did what!?" He asked Roan, trying to get back to his feet then thinking better of it and letting himself sink back down.
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