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 Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 5:01 pm
*Elle walks down the stairs to the subway and looks around, not being familiar of the new faces around. She spots a mortal woman waiting for the subway as well. The mortal must be in her late 20's early 30's. She was wearing a bandana around her bald head and walking with a cane. Elle smelled her intoxicating scent, making her wanting this mortal more than before. The mortal got on the train and Elle followed, all the way to Central Park*
*Exits to Central Park*
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 9:06 pm
Nathen appeared at the end of the tunnel, he could see them... him.. with someone else.
This is our fight, I'll have no one else intervene... Until later then Peter, later.
Before Peter could turn around to notice the figure watching them.
(exit to city)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 7:00 am
James leaned against boards covering an old closed tunnel. His right arm shaking as it held him up, hot steaming vomit pooring from his mouth. His left hand limpy hung down by his side. He tried in vain to out his revolver out of the splash zone. The ground swayed back and forth as if he was standing on the deck of a boat in the middle of a massive storm.
James looked up at the boards, wiping his mouth on the sleeve of his left arm, vomit dripping off the barrel of his revolver. He squinted, this place seemed familar but his whiskey addled brain had no chance of figuring it out. His knees suddenly gave out and he found himself kneeling in a puddle of barf. Grumbling and frowning he moved and sat in a dry spot, his back against the boards.
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