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 Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 6:03 pm
"I would have killed her long ago Caprica, if I could have. She's never once been seen in person by anyone but her most loyal servants. I only know the sound of her voice." he looked at Faylin and just smiled faintly."My brother is being kept in a secure facility on an island in the middle of the artic ocean. He's supposed to be an ordinary human, up until he turned Eighteen that is. Then he suddenly got powers, somewhat, like mine. His strength and senses grew stronger by the day for about six months until he decided to have a friend of his try and find out where the power came from. He's learnig to use it, but he's not supposed to leave." he stopped for a moment and sighed before he started to talk abour Mistress any more. "Mistress.....She was the one who took me from your brother all those years ago. She wanted me to be her consort and when I refused.....She tried to kill me. That's why I had to get out."
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 9:35 pm
Faylin wraped his arms around Tristans neck and nuzzles him lovingly "well she cant have you. 'he replied "i've waited years to have you and now that i do im not going to give you up" he purred reasuringly into Tristan's neck "i wont let anybody harm you, or Brother" he vowed, meaning Caprica
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 8:06 am
"I take that to mean we stay and fight this time?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around Faylin."Because if you're willing, I'm ready."
A shrill female voice rang through the building, seemingly coming from the walls themselves."Ooooh, Tristan. You kow you're not going to get away this time don't you. I know right where you are and I'll have you this time or I'll kill all of you. You know how strong I am. I will not be denied my Consort." it was Mistress. She sounded like an annoyed fourteen year old girl and a strictly business older woman mixed together.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 10:52 am
Caprica laughed. It sounded like a snake trying to cough up a furball. He scratched some more on the pad of paper. Just fix me up. I'll kill her. Well, though it might be more than Caprica could handle, he couldn't be convinced of that. He hadn't failed to kill a demon yet. Except Vergil. When I get my hands on him next time I'm going to make him wish he never lifted a sword against me. He gritted his teeth.
His thoughts were broken through by an annoying female voice. He bared his teeth at the walls in general. He hoped that didn't mean she was going to attack right now. He was in no condition to get up and fight. I knew this was a bad place to lie low. Demon's lairs are always full of danger.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:07 am
"Kiss off Mistress! You're not going to get me again!" Tristan knew Mistress couldn't hear him now but saying it made him feel more confident.
He picked up Caprica's pad of paper and read what he had to say."Well, I'll do what I can, but I don't think any one person can kill Mistress. It'll take all of us working together."
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 11:09 am
Faylin growled and walked over to wrap his arms around Tristan from behind "i wont let that spoiled brat take you again" he promised, kissing hte side of Tristan's neck "between hte tree of us, she doesnt stand a chance"
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 2:53 pm
Caprica scowled irritably. He wanted to be strong enough to kill her himself. Now more than anything just because Tristan said he couldn't. He really could be unreasonable sometimes. He drummed his fingers on his lap impatiently as if his ribs would heal while he sat there. No, no such luck. He'd just have to wait. He looked at the pieces of the forgotten poker game. He preferred chess anyway, what did it matter? He itched to get up and run through a few kata as he always did when he was figity but he couldn't get up. He angrily snatched up the pad of paper and started making up his usual tally. Demon's he'd killed so far. Highest concentratins of demons in various parts of the city. Patterns of movement and type. Suspected lairs... Caprica didn't have much use for cards as far as predicting the future went. He did fairly well with cold hard facts.
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 2:16 pm
LyreStonehart ((Haha, good luck. She says she's probably too busy to post until September.)) ((WAHAHAHA! Well it's September ^__^ but if she can't post then she can't. I won't beat her up for it... I mean look at me LOL))
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 3:56 pm
Faylin cocked his head "heke?" he walked over and looked over Caprica's shoulder "what are you writing Brother?" he asked curiously
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 7:58 pm
Caprica looked up at him. Then he wrote beside his notes. The future. He smiled cryptically and kept tallying. The calculations took up most of the paper. The concentrations had been shifting over a few areas over the past few weeks. He had been paying attention.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 12:40 pm
Faylin's ears twitched "the future?" he looked at hte paper "what does at that stuff mean Brother?" he asked, pointing at the paper as his tail swayed behind him
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 9:26 pm
These are all the demons I've killed. He wrote beside the tally of that. These are all the places I've killed them in. He wrote beside that one. These are the kinds of demons I've killed and which places they were killed in. He went on labeling things. These are averages of concentrations where demons are usually found. These are notes describing what tools were most effective for completing the job.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 5:21 am
Faylin cocked his head as he read "ooooohhh.....thats really neat!" he exclaimed with a sweet smile "but um...Brother...." he looked over the tallys again "doesnt it kind of seem like the concentrations are all...moving?" he asked as he looked back up at Caprica
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 9:51 am
Tristan looked over at Caprica's notes and snapped his fingers."Yeah they are!" he stood up a little too quickly and swayed where he stood for a few seconds."Head rush. I hate when I do that. Any way. I've noticed that too. It's not normal for those concentrated areas of demons to move around so much, even in this city. And I've noticed that some of them are getting stronger. I mean I've killed, or thought I killed, the same demon three times in the last two days. Somethings gotta be behind this. This isn't normal, and it's honestly a bit unnnerving. Demons don't get that much stronger or that much gutsier in how short a time they've done it in." He was pacing back and forth by now. His tails were all standing up and layed over his shoulders so they were out of the way. As he turned around and started to pace back the other way one of his tails shifted involuntarily, tickling his nose."Ahh....Ahh....Achoo!" He sneezed and blushed sheepishly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 2:40 pm
Faylin cocked his head curiously "maybe its because of that spoilt brat who wants you." he wondered "he laughed when Tristan sneesed and walked over to brush his tail away while smiling warmly at Tristan "well that was just silly" he said as he leaned forward to brush his lips softly against the older demons before pulling away and blushing lightly.He quickly moved away slightly and brushed his hair away from his face a tad embaressedly
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