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 Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 11:46 am
Walking down the busy streets, just comming back from a Broadway show and mind obviously somewhere else. Humming and passing a lonely man. "Why what is a charmign man like you doing all alone at night?" Putting on an act leading him to an alley, he never stood a chance.. Death lingered in that alley.
After walking right back out, and hurring down the street.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 7:49 pm
Deo exited the apartment building and walked down the street. It was empty...And he couldent help but feel the shadows creeping around him. Damnit he thought, Either some crazy s**t is up, or the pills are losing their effect quicker and quicker. Deo sighed as he poped two more pills into his mouth and he smiled to himself as the shadows stoped dancing. He sparked up a cig as he walked down the street.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:10 pm
Kamui walked on quietly, he had just left a group of his so-called friends, and was seeking out some entertainment. "Now...where to go?" he muttered to himself, he stopped in front of a crowd of people about to cross the street. His golden eyes blazed with unknown fire, as he looked out at all the people.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:18 pm
Shadow also walks into the crowd of people as she smirks slightly staying silent. She then leaves the crowd and heads for the Nightclub out of boredum.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:31 pm
About to take a step forward he stops, sensing someone different in the unfamiliar crowd. 'It also seems to be close...but, where' he ponders to himself, he moves away some of the light brown bangs that were hanging in his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:32 pm
Deo turend a coner and eneterd a huge crowd of people "What the hell?" He sighed and slowlly walked through them "Stupid people...never are spread out always travel in groups of 500 or more."
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:43 pm
After a minute he decided to let the feeling pass, then trudged on in the crowd. 'Well my suits definetly going to need to be washed....after walking with humans that is...' he thought warily. He loosened his tie and collar up and moved a few out of his way, since they were going to slow for his liking.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:45 pm
Deo manages to get past the large crowd and relizes it just the long line to get into a popular nightclub. He laughs and leans agenst a wall in an ally way. He looks back and sees a back door into the club. "Well if anyone gets attacked in there I can always run in" He smirks at the idea and takes a long drag from his cig.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 9:14 pm
Deo sighed as he flicked his cig into a gutter and then looked around the coner and saw the line gone. "What the hell?" He walked to the door and then the bouncer stopped him.
"Is there a problum?"
"You know if you go in...your problly not comming out...human."
Deo laughed "Look I want a drink, not a fight, and I know the palce is filled to the brim with lycans vamps and demons, But I need to get hammered...And If they come at me then...then Ill have to leave I guss..."
"Your funarial...or worse."
Deo walked into the club ready for anything.
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 2:27 pm
It had been some time, now. Quite some time. The Lord of Vanity had returned, upon hearing from his retrurned advisours that the organisation that had been elminiating his kind had been wiped out. And by those one would have thought would have been most anxious to HELP them.
He now stood in the street, glaring down the way. He smiled, and hid his form through the illusion he used most often. That of a man dressed in a white business suit, with white sunglesses, white dress shoes, and now with a white cane. His white hair pulled back in a ponytail. He moved off of the street, and stood on the corner of a sidewalk.
'Where are they?' he asked himself. 'Damned bastards. Didn't help me before, now they leave me, defying me, and forsaking their words of meeting me here...'
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:38 am
Dusk marched through the city with an angry face. The whole episode with Q was getting tiresome now, and he'd have to do something about it. He'd been putting it off for a while now, he figured maybe things would calm down with him, maybe he'd make some friends and settle in. But then the other day, Crash, one of the bodyguards at Club FM had found a cleanly cut dicapitated body in the dumpster, and since there was only him and one other Lycan he knew off who'd carry a blade capable of doing that, he knew who was to blame.
If that wasn't bad enough, he'd just interrupted a moment with Arceli where he'd have much preferred being with her than having to hunt down a crazed Lycan. So his bad temper was equally fuelled by that. He'd known from the beginning this Lycan was going to be more trouble than he was worth.
Sighing, he turned a corner and saw the bar that he'd been told about, Los Noches, where he was last seen apparently. Gritting his teeth, he headed for it.
((To Los Noches!))
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 7:58 am
A hunched over figured marched down the streets of New York. Following the twisting sidewalks and avoiding the foolish humans. A hood covered his head, and a cowl covered his face. The figure stalked over to a secluded sidewalk with only one person standing on it.
His master.
'My Lord, I have returned as promised. I knew this day would come, as I know your fall would happen. It did, too.' the figure spoke to Astaroth.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 8:00 am
A elderly man walked down the streets, following the sidewlkas intently. He stopped, and stopped over to speak to a squirrel. The small creature climbed up on his shoulder, and the man continued. His black duster trailed behind him, and his fadora topped his sunglassed face. He had black clothing, and leather steel toed, ankle-high boots.
Crossing the street, he recognised someone. There were two companions standing on the sidewalk. Walking up to them, he spoke in cheer. 'Aah, my old friends. It has been a long, long time, has it not?'
Turning to the cloaked one, he smiled. 'You knew I'd be here, right now, didn't you?'
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