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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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 Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 11:54 pm
"What?"He blurted as he returned to normal
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 11:57 pm
A weak groan of pain came from the vampire attempting to live. She wanted to explain everything to him. How she felt, the things she went through, how she knew what he was going through. How she once loved a demon... Who now wanted her dead. The shortest way she could summarize it into was two pathetic words.
"I'm... Sorry..."
Her breathing was short gasps, causing it hard for her to speak, besides the fact blood was pouring from her.
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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 11:59 pm
Zarathos picks her up in his arms"Don't talk any more,your to injured.I'm going to get you some help."
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 12:03 am
There was a secret Takiko wanted to share with him... One she knows is just one more thing that will damage her in this world. When she heals, she needs to talk to him, but with that lycan, she doubts she will ever be able to. The thought saddened her, for he needed to know...
Her limp body lay in her arms, and for some reason, she felt safe and peaceful. Takiko closed her eyes, trying to relax, not realizing her breathing was slowing down drastically.
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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 12:06 am
Zarathos hearing the change in her breathing started talking to her"You need to make sure your breathing doesn't slow down or stop,ok.Now I'm taking you to central park.I know someone who might be able to help you."
((Exit to central park...And your coming to))
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 12:07 am
Wandering aimlessly, Runt could smell both the fresh food and trash of the nearby restaurants. It smelled so tempting, just to go rooting through some of those cans, but if someone back at the den saw him stronger or even the least bit satisfied, he was sure to be beaten again. He passed on the brilliant oppurtunity to feast and instead plods on towards central park.
*exits to Central Park*
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 12:09 am
((Obviously, I'm with him. =D
exit to the park))
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 2:12 am
Fyre looked down at the ground. She was sad that she could tell something was bothering him, yet he wouldn't...or couldn't tell her what was bothering him. Instead of interfering in his business, she just smiled. "Well, alright then."
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Aubrey of the sliver line
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 8:47 am
Kagamimaru Whispered in Fyre's ear "Klopfen Sie mich unbewußt, wenn ich mich herum drehe." And turned to walk away
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 10:57 am
Now staggering through the city streets, Takiko slowly formed into her physical form once again. The shadows around her shifted uneasily as she sat against the side of a building. Even though last night she had returned to the shadows to escape the pain, she was now back to normal, and her stitches had opened. Her breathing was uneasy as she forced herself at a failing attempt to ignore the pain. Every second that passed, Takiko was closer and closer to losing consiousness. There was a strong smell of blood from Takiko, muliple stab wounds, one even in her chest, causing her to be soaking in her own blood.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 4:10 pm
((you want me to....knock you unconscious??? like...now? wha?))
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 7:00 pm
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Aubrey of the sliver line
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:31 am
Crow walked slowly into the city streets. His aim today was to find information on the church goers who saw him on the night of his fight against a Tainted. He was fully equiped and ready to kill. The masses of New York were lively tonight, there were crowds upon crowds of people. He was tempted to steal one away and have a small meal. He shook his head however on the thought, he had a mission. He was aiming to complete it by tonight.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:50 am
Crow drifted from crowd to crowd, listening to conversations of innocents. He sighed, no one seemed to know anything about the night. He shook his head, this was futile; maybe this was too wild of an idea after all.
"Hey guess what? My Father, you know one of the priests at the church, said he saw Demonic beings in battle at the church....Pretty dumb huh?"Crow stopped, hearing a boy say these words. He turned around, seeing a boy walking along side another boy. The boy whom was speaking was wearing a green sweatshirt and a red scarf. His pants were tan and his shoes were black vans. The boy he was talking to was tall, had long black hair and was wearing a red long sleeve shirt and black pants. His shoes are brown boots.
Crow decided he would follow these two to a safe place and get the rest of the information once he was alone with them. Hopefully they were like every other New Yorker and would take a shortcut down an alley. He grinned, this wasn't going to be as hard as he thought.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:23 am
A good hour passed on by before Crow finally found a moment to strike. Who woulda thought that they were going out to dinner with more friends. He shook his head and continued following them. His assumption about them were right, they were taking a shortcut home; through an alley no less. He knew for a fact he could not use a gun, it would cause too much of a 'bang' and people would notice. He decided that he would just take them both out quietly, after getting what he needed from them that is.
"So we on for tomorrow also? I've been dying to get out of New York for awhile...."The taller one said to the other. "Yeah, around Ten in the morning is when we're supposed to leave....You bringing your girl?"The other asked. The taller one nodded, "Yeah....Doreen said she was going to bring her friend, you mind?"The other shook his head. "Hell I don't care, gives me a chance to hook up...."He laughed, so did the taller one.
Crow shook his head, he couldn't take this waiting anymore. In a swift movement he grabbed the two by the back of their necks and threw them against the alley wall. Just as swift as the first movement, he grabbed both of they're necks and raised them into the air. "Hey there boys...."By now the two boys were screaming loudly, it made his ears hurt. Gritting his teeth and growling, he tightened his grip on their necks a little more. "Quiet! You pathetic sons of bitches!"The screams were now muffled, but they stopped. Crow grumbled, "Finally....Now....Boys, I need to ask you two a little something...."Crow said quietly. "A-A-Anything ya w-want m-man! Just please don't kill us!"The taller one managed to squeak out. The other simply nodded slowly. Crow took a deep breath and smiled, "Good....Now....Which one of you has a father that's a priest...."The taller one blinked and looked to the other. Crow noticed his gaze and looked to the other. "So boy, your Father....What's his name?"Crow asked. "J-John...."He said quietly. "John eh? Know where he is right now?"Crow asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"H-He's at the Cemetary....A-At Mom's grave...." "What's her name?" "Martha Court...."Crow thought for a moment. "Hm....Good....Tell me, what are your names?"Crow asked. They both looked at each other, slightly confused as they gulped down. "My na-names Mickey...."The smaller one said. The taller one thought for a moment, "Mi-Michael...."Crow nodded slightly. "Hm....Alright....Well, thanks boys...."They suddenly let out a muffled scream as Crow smashed both they're necks in, blood spewed everywhere. Some splashed onto him, the rest splashed against the walls. Sighing, he droped the bodies and whiped a spec of blood from his cheek. "Father John...."He turned, taking his coat off. He threw it into a small pile of trash, walking around with blood on his clothes was never good after all. He headed out after.
((Exit to Cemetary))
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