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 Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:19 pm
Lily smiled at him and took another hit of her cigarette as she continued walking. She left her smoke slowly find its way out of her mouth and into the air.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:23 pm
With a smirk, the Demon says, "That'll kill you..." To the vampire, though he knew quite plainly that such a thing could not happen to one who is already dead. He bows his head slightly, "I am Saito Haruko, Of the Saito clan. Call me Saito-San"
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Apollyon Marinax Tarimita
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:28 pm
Lily smirked "If smoked for hundreds of years" she laughed. "I'm Lillian, you can call me Lily" she smiled and took another hit, "so what are you doing out here all by yourself? I'm dangerous" she laughed.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:31 pm
"I'd be willing to wager that I am moreso." He says in response to her dangerous coment, though taking it in jest, he doesn't move to back his words with action. "I am destroying scum, and waiting for something more worthwhile to come about." He says, and a small smiles graces his lips. Purple light flashes in his eyes and from hsi fingertips up his arms and down his neck in little rivulettes.
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Apollyon Marinax Tarimita
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:34 pm
Lily smirked "Interesting" she slid her hand to her belt, resting it on the handle of her whip...just in case she had to use it. "I take it you are of the demonic kind?" she asked.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:54 pm
"Indeed I am a Demon, though do not be confused. I am nothing like the... Violent rabble most of my kind become." He bows his head again, "My demon clan is that of Suzako, and they call me Drei, as I am the third born in that clan for this age."
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Apollyon Marinax Tarimita
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 6:02 pm
"Ah I see," she replied "I find your kind quite interesting, so what is it that exactly you can do? your abilities?" she asked
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 6:12 pm
"Many of our kind have individual talents, and many of my own private talents ceom from extensive training during my 800 years of life. However, I do have some... latent abilities." He says, with a smirk, and in a flash he is gone, a few feet away, and then back, then behind the vampire, then back again, with his Katana out. He re-sheathes the blade "I am really very very fast."
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Apollyon Marinax Tarimita
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 6:23 pm
"I see" she laughed, and stepped forward drawing out her whip and cracking it within a centimeter of the demon's face "The whip, one of the many things I've mastered" she smiled.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 6:29 pm
"Divine weapon of the Orgres." He says and closes his eyes, bowing his head in respect, "It is a foolish demon who does not respect a whip master. The whip was a weapon commonly used by the Ogre clans. And although the demons Subferted the ogres, they were mighty opponents." He says.
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Apollyon Marinax Tarimita
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 6:35 pm
"Very good," she smiled as she rolled her whip back up and clipped it onto her belt "you did your homework". She took the last hit of her cigarette before throwing it into the gutter.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 6:42 pm
"Unfortunately, such knowledge is rare among those demons that walk the surface in modern times." He says with a hint of genuine sadness. "I will take my leave now, and I am sure that I will cross paths with you again. Good bye, Yuri-San." He says, bows one more time, and begins walking away.
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Apollyon Marinax Tarimita
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 10:13 pm
From the shadows, a slim Vampire emerges. Beneath dim street lamps she wanders. Her wrist is held limply, and her hair falls just as flat around her. From a distance, if one could see, the girl appeared to be at a somewhat crossroad of mourning and scowling. Her pace slowed as she stopped beside a familiar, once graffitied, wall. Examining it, she leaned on the brick and breathed heavily. Slowly, her body dragged down the wall in a scuffling manner. Her tail end hit the sidewalk with a pat, and she sighed. Resting her head against the cold, unfeeling building, she could feel their likeness and difference. Cold and dead, alive and pale. Her aching wrist lie in her lap as the other fell loosly to her side. The Vampire closed her eyes slowly, and her breathing decreased a great deal.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 12:31 am
Aamon nodded in agreement. 'When shall we enact our plans, milord?' the robed one asked. 'He will be showering with a woman soon. Either a close friend, or a lover. The future is unclear, but we can attack him soon, and get him while he's weak. Or we could capture his lover, and make him plead for death for her release.'
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