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 Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 5:44 pm
"Well, its a pleasure to meet you...and i dont really care about blending in with people much at the moment...call me a nonconformist." Her eyes sparkled in the moonlight mischeviously as she continued watching him. She had relaxed a little bit, but was still weary fo him, "Is that all you came over here to tell me? That I'm Conspicuous?"
She still couldnt really tell what he was. The fact that he wasnt trying to rip her throat out immediately suggested he was human, or a controlled creature of the night. As long as he didnt try anything, she resolved to keep his company...for now.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 5:54 pm
I'll be blunt. You're a hunter, and it's fairly obvious... I'm sure you can take care of yourself, but you wont for long, advertising your presence. Nightwalkers have something called a self-preservation instinct, and it makes pretty girls with silver bullets look like walking targets.
*Maximillion leans back in his expensive shoes.* I'm not going to attack you. I'm not a vampire... nor am I infected with lycanthropy. Nor am I a human. I'm... you don't have to worry what I am. It's not important, and it wouldn't mean anything to you. But there are precious few aware mortals in this city, and it does you no good to risk yourself needlessly.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 6:02 pm
"Well, i appreciate the concern. ill keep that in mind." Standing, she slid her coat on, pulling it over her shoulders and buttoning a few of the middle buttons so that her magnums were now covered from view. She turned to him, crossing her arms over her chest as she shifted her weight from her right to her left foot, "If your not human, why are you..doing whatever it is your doing? I was gonna call it help, but im not so sure thats what it is."
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 6:14 pm
*For a second, a look crosses his face... a look almost like sincerity. It fades away, and he is left once again with a neutral expression.*
Everyone in this world has to do their job. I have my orders. Vampires, lycans, demons, humans... even those misguided monsters, the razorteeth... all of them interest me. All are involved. You live on a much smaller scale, don't you? I'd guess that that's what you're used to... staying alive, slaying one nightwalker at a time. A small existence, though not a bad one. Tomorrow a Russian terrorist could launch a nuclear missile and turn this entire city into a mushroom cloud... what would happen to your life? It would end, of course. It would not leave any loose threads. I exist for a purpose on a higher level... all of these creatures are merely players in one small round of a much larger, much more significant game. And I... well, I'm the Black Pawn.
*He turns to leave, tired of the park already. As if in afterthought, he adds over his shoulder.*
I can aid you, in some ways... but only if you wish my help. You'll meet me again, either way...
*At that, he walks away, quickly disappearing into the darkness of the trees.*
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 6:28 pm
His words echoe in her mind after he leaves as she resumes sitting on the bench. She thought about her life and what would happen if it were to edna s suddenly as that. No one would miss her...hell, no one would even know she was gone. It had always been a major point of her existence to leave others out of her life as she left them out of hers. She didnt get attached to anyone, that would only lead to emotions that she didnt feel like dealing with. Why should she have to feel compassion and emotion for people who didnt give a damn about her despite all she did for them?
For what seemed an eternity, she sat, trying to justify her life in her mind. Always being alone, moving from one place to another to kill any creature of the night she saw fit. Until now she had never stopped to think about her life in the future. She wasnt immortal like those that she killed...someday she was going to get old, an when that happened, assuming she didnt die in one of her fights, she realized that she would have nothing to do. the thought of killing all those demons and vampires and lycans alike had consumed her entire being. She realized how feeble she had become in respect to the great scheme of things.
"No, i do what i do for a reason. If not me, then who else? I've seen other so called hunters...they dont do anything!" She muttered her final attempt to reassure heself that she was not just some small hunter...she was the one making a difference, ridding the world of the darkness that had taken the lives of so many. Standing up quickly, she began walking back towards the city, still going over the evening in her mind, resolving not ot think on such things again. This was how she had survived for years, and there was no sense in changing that pattern now. Walking in long, hasty strides she began heading back towards the enterance she had come in.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 7:53 am
Vamps ears turn as a bullet shoots bye. He sniffs and stares into the darkness. His hair starts to stand up on his neck. He turned around and kept walking with her and wondering what had happened. Vamp got to the coffee shop and opened the door. Vamp smiled and said"After you." His eyes were still on her but also where the bullet came from. He muttered to himself,"Damn, I hope that doesn't get out of hand."
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 10:02 pm
she looked at him as he passed her"I hope the same thing too" She walked after him to a table looking to th park
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2005 8:46 am
He went over and sat by her. He looked at her and said"How long have you been a vmapire but also what do you want to drink?" He got out of his chair and waited for her answer.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2005 7:42 pm
she smiled"I have been a vampire since 827 A.D. and i drink human blood to survive, i don't kill my prey like some and i drink anything that has no solids in them"
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2005 8:21 am
He looked at her and said" Ok, I'll see if they have any. He went up to the server and looked at him. He smurked and then said"He Jack, long time since I have seen you. I need a glass of blood and a H-shake for me." He sat back down and then said" Why not kill?"
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 7:57 pm
*Max strolls through the park, circling around the lamposts idly. He is waiting for something...*
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 8:10 pm
Merella sauntered through the park. She looked to be 16 maybe 17 at most. Her eyes were grey, her hair a bright almost blood red.
She wore a jean dress with a button top, black gogoboots and purple striped stockings held up by a black garter belt. Her ears and neck were adorned with many shimmering stones held up by chockers, strings and piercings of all sorts.
Not far from Max she came to a stop, waving a silent hello.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 8:16 pm
*Maximillion smiles approvingly. He tips his thin glasses in greeting and saunters over to her. His walk is casual and self-assured... almost superior. He recognizes Merella on sight. He's seen her before... though it hadn't really been her. Nevertheless, she would recognize him.*
...hello, little one... Merella is the name they chose for you, I believe? Do you know who I am?
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 8:23 pm
She paused, her mouth open. "...You... are Maximillion Mardrate....?...Oh... yes, I am Merella." She finally nodded upon placing her hands in her pockets. Her eyes curiously roamed over Max, he seemed.... Out of place among those she had seen so far, but she recognized him none the less.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 8:31 pm
I assume that you've been only informed vaguely as to your mission objectives... *Maximillion takes a deep breath.* You are here to assist me... I assume you've been given rudimentary skills in social interaction?
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