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 Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 3:01 pm
Sibbhon Bridget reacted to Bhaal by shifting her herself to take some of the pressure of her injured ankle. "Pain let's you know you're alive." was the mental mantra going thru Her mind. Bidget decided she would constantly circle Bhaal to the right to keep her weak side covered and give Bhaal only one atack option if he came in. She would also see if this crushed Demon bones and skull would have the effect that the 'witch doctor' said it would. She tossed the bag at Bhaal's feet and it broke on the concrete sending whirling dust up his legs as the 'dust' went upwards from his legs. (( you did mean his legs he landed on instead of Bridget's???)) ((Yes.)) The powder did absolutly nothing to Bhaal, but at the same unfortunate time, Tokeru was waking up. Bhaal screamed in rage and grabbed his head. Tokeru was forcing Bhaal back into the darkness where he could never return from, and it was painful. To siobhan it would seem as if her powder did something, but it did not. Bhaal kept screaming a horrifying sound and crumpled on the ground, never to return. Tokeru however, coughed weakly and lay there.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 5:48 pm
He laughed for no apparent reason, his sixth sense picked up a Vamp behind him, a young vamp. He giggled and fell against the wall, his head was spinning the drink kicking in even more at every passing hour. Zack wondered what she wanted and why she was following him, if she meant trouble he had a small vile of something special that would allow him to gain control over himself and not be drunk. In fact he did not even know where it was, Stupid little vile, Not that he would need it anyway.
Zack pushed up off the wall and continued his way down the street, the ground seemed to be spinning, and He let out a short laugh and fell onto his knees laughing hysterically. He was enjoying every minute of this, Zack fished around in his pocket and drew the flask out and he unscrewed the cap and took a short draught and replaced the cap and put it back into his pocket.
Placing his hands on the ground he slowly lifted himself up and grinned, he wondered if Jay was around. Perhaps she would drink with him, even though she may be a lycan he realized that he was kind of fond of her. He giggled again and slowly walked down the street.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:08 pm
Lain emerged from the hordes, and swiftly walked down the street, a thoughtful look haunting her pale, normally gentle features. Her trenchcoat clung to her body, and the lower flaps made no noise as they danced behind her. Lain began to pass by a poor-ish section of New York, with drugdealers and whores on every street. She growled as some heavily tattooed man grabbed her arm, and she clamped her free hand around his wrist, twisting his arm until it was behind him. She brought her knee up, and a tortured look of pain struck his rather plain features. Lain pushed him forward, and he fell with no hesitation, curling into a fetal position, whimpering. She turned to a few people who had been leering at her with him, her eyes challenging them angrily. They dispersed, and Lain turned away, and continued down the broken sidewalk.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 9:12 pm
*Taro slowly walks out of the appartment complex clutching his Bo staff, glancing warily at every noise and disturbance he noticed*
*sigh* Crap...I hate tension...
*thinking*It's a damn full moon soon too...I can only stay so calm...
CRAP!!!
*quickly covers his mouth and looks around in the hopes that no one has heard him say that as loud as he did*
*sigh*This is really not cool...well...I need some fresh air...I've been stuck in that damn apartment for a month now...
*he said walking off with his hands behind his head*
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 9:58 pm
Blair walked the streets near the church which he had visited earlier that day. Though this time he was much more well armed. This time with a CW-G4 machine pistol. It was produced by his gun company and provided at full clock 2200 rouds per minute; almost as fast as a 6 barreled mini-gun but without the weight and chance of jamming. The CW-G4 also the size of a full-size Uzi with a 60 rounds clip for about 5 seconds of non-stop shooting; or 11 seconds with a double sized 120 round extended clip. This Machine-Pistol was well hidden under his Black cotton jacket which; despite it's small size packed a punch for any immortal. The bullets despite being super expensive were silver-liquid nitrate filled hollow tips which were holy and concecrated. He roamed the streets in the dead of the night; his breath making that of heavy mist like puffs in the cold while he looked. Now for a decent place to eat as he was hungry and sick of being cooped up in his room the entire day.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:05 pm
She overheard some of Zachs thoughts . . .He wasnt a lycan . . .what was he? One of her own? A hunter? She had to find out
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:13 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:22 pm
((I hope you guys aren't fighting in the streets. confused ))
Blair wandered into a small coffee shop by the name of Starbucks of course by size standards it was small though as for it's multi-billion dollar corperation it belonged to it definitely wasn't. The cold New York air was killed by the warm rush of warm air from within the shop as he opened the door. Only a single person was working at that time which was a young girl which looked to be only a few years younger than Blair. As he walked towards the counter he said what he wanted while she turned off her Ipod which she was listening to as and before Blair entered to kill the boredom. Blair said "A Ventee Carmel, Frapaccuino with Whipped Cream please?" the large collar's of the cotton jacket were flipped up and girls commonly complimented how much he resembled Marlon Brando or James Dean. He only chuckled because he held him self to a very low standard despite the fake arrogance he put on as his 'Mask' amoung society's others. He then waited near the counter as she got to work after nodding to his command for the drink and taking his money; giving him change. Blair took a seat near the seat the window which showed the streets outside and the hustle and bustle as despite the night hour people still packed the streets.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:50 pm
Zack smiled and stumbled back to the coven, he was tired and the sun would soon be up. [[Exit to Coven]]
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 12:57 am
Blair after getting his drink left the Starbucks towards his home his room, and looking for comfort where he could go to the hunter shooting range and test out his company's CW-G4 machine pistol's 120 round extended clip's as well as possible reload times while he walked back sipping on the green straw in the early morn. He could see the sun starting to rise and the dark start to turn to light. It was a sight for sore eyes. Especially while the cold and sweet carmel flavored coffee filled his mouth. Despite it already being cold out the frappaccuino tasted good though despite the cold he now regretted getting the frappaccuino while he instead could have got a hot chocolate.
//Exit to: Hunter Armory
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 11:03 am
after following him se realized he was going toward home . . .He must be a vamp as well. She quit stalking and walked right by him and into the coven
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 2:17 pm
Amaya, Kai and Kaia all then entered the city from the hordes. Kai and Kaia went ahead of Amaya into a small dark alley. She then followed them to make sure they were all right. Kai and Kaia ran straight into a little black dog. The dog just seemed to sit there while Kai and Kaia ran around his legs. The dog seemed not to notice them. Amaya then went over towards the dog and started to pet it. The dog looked into Amaya's eyes and then ran off. Kai and Kaia just ignored the fact that the dog left and ran out toward the docks. Amaya followed them and they all went onto the docks for more exploring.
((Exit to the Docks))
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 6:07 pm
Bridget looked at where Bhaal had been and all that was left was Tokeru
(not to say he looked better than he has). Bridget was in a quandry and what to do about it; and the pain from the ribs and ankle made things even worse to focus her mind on what had happened and what Bridget was going to do about it.
It didn't look like Tokeru was going anywhere soon so Bridget took the time to get back on the roof top and recover her weapons. When she got back down to the alley Tokeru was still there and seemed as stunned as Bridget had been. Now came the decision she had to make either take Tokeru to Haven(which wasn't far from here and let Will take care of it ) or kill him outright to prevent the Demon from returning.
She had reached a decision and walked over to Tokeru and helped him up and they staggered towards Haven.
((exit to Haven))
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 6:49 pm
Lain somehow ended up on a bustling New York street. She didn't like this section of the city. She was wedged inbetween a large woman in pokadots, and a small woman who was chating into her cellphone, nonstop. If Lain had not been in a peaceful mood, she would have probably accidently-on-purpose knocked that phone into a storm drain. Lain managed to work her way from the street, and onto a slightly less busy sidewalk. She shoved her hands in the pockets of her flaring trench coat, leaning forward and closing her green-grey eyes, her trenchcoat bellowing out behind her. A strange wind... She felt oddly calm as her hair was swept out behind her, and a cool sensation swept over her cheeks.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 2:43 pm
Lain somehow had found her way to the hordes, and she entered to the protection it offered.
[Exit to hordes]
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