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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 9:43 pm
"Don't even try it,mut."He said as he drew his sword.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 10:04 pm
Damon sighed. Another ego too big for its owner. He took three quick steps, coming into range of the person. Damons Hunter training told him to be weary, but the Wolf inside him wanted to eviscerate that anti-semite b*****d. The ninjato flew in a horizontal arc, aimed just below where Damons hearing had placed the mans voice, i.e. his throat. As he knew that his voice came from the mouth, to aim for the throat he'd simply aim a few inches below there. Another perk of Damons unmatched senses.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 10:33 pm
A thick wall of ice forms and stops the blade from striking."I am a tainted that controls ice and fire so I can defend and attack from a distance,I could kill without moving but thats not much fun."
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 10:48 pm
'Fat chance.' Damon smirks. The ninjato pulls back, free hand drawing the Handcannon revolver from its holster apon his hip. He levels the barrel with the crack his blade formed and fired. The force of this firearm could not be stopped by ice. The combination of heat and force would shatter the ice with ease. Damon immediately lashing out another attack with the ninjato. A vertical downward slash. 'You cannot intimidate that which is not afraid! Do not waste your breath!'
[ Let's assume they're in an alley, away from civilians. ]
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 10:59 pm
He slams his sword down onto the ground after the glass shards fall and stop hitting him."Well you better learn how to fear."
(I was in a bank.)
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 1:42 am
((Well, I'll just continue on with what was going on inside of the bank, so I suppose anyone could jump in if they wished))
After the clock struck midnight, the action began. The security guard whipped out his pistol and began to fire it into the air, yelling at everyone to get on the ground. His partner in crime stepped out from the back of the bank, carrying a SMG.
Lucifer still had his back on the support beam, not even moving at the sight of the events.
"You!" the guard called, "Get on the ground!" He aimed his gun towards Lucifer, his arm shaking in both anxiety and excitement. Lucifer opened is eyes and glared at the man, causing him to take an involuntary step backwards.
"Since when do you have the right to give me orders?" Lucifer enquired. He leaned off of the beam and began to walk towards the man.
"STAY BACK!" he yelled as he shot his pistol at Lucifer. The shots his him, the blood that splattered in random directions was a clear indication of that, but he kept walking, practically shrugging them off. Lucifer began to get annoyed by his actions and began to make his move. He lunged forward at a blinding speed, slamming the man into a wall that was clear across the main room at the bank, his fingernails digging into the man's neck.
"Let him go!" His partner yelled, grabbing a hostage and holding the gun up to her head, "Or I'll shoot every last one of them." He crocked his head towards her, a smile grew upon his face.
"Do as you please," Lucifer replied coldly, "for your funeral is imminent, regardless of your present actions."
((Sorry for such a long post, but I couldn't find a good place to stop within all of this action, but I didn't finish it so if anyone wants to jump in.))
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 12:00 pm
((No one replies.... crying ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 10:46 pm
Amethyst sat at a bus stop with a sigh and a yawn.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 5:16 pm
((Did I miss a post or something?))
Her tounge healed quickly and her eyes turned black with lust for blood. "Shall we go? I am rather thirsty..." She looked up at Scratch and pulled her hood over her face again.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 11:58 pm
Amethyst stood and looked about book shops for ahile her eye's lingering over dusty old covers and scrolls.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 10:24 am
it was the night of the full moon Vivian walked around the empty streets in her wolven form in this day and age it was not unusual to see a wolf walking the streets of one of the most urban cities on earth. She occasionally passed a few street bums who would pet her kindly some thinking she was a dog and others knowing full well what she was. she felt sorry for them not having any family there for them or having a place to stay, unlike her who had a pack who stuck together even though they were not by blood she felt like she did not deserve it. so she walked on, sometimes she wwandered if the street lights she walked under went out due to her aura as a werewolf or if it was just by coincidence.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 10:51 am
Scratch smiled. 'Yes, indeed. Perhaps there is a smaller bar around we can stop at for a drink, as apparently the more attractive ones aren't going to be attractive right now.' Scratch said, nodding to the woman. He stepped to the side, and held his arm out, allowing her to pass. 'After you, my lady.' he said with a wily charm.
He scanned the area, feeling the presence of so many supernatural beings, it made him smile to be in such a rich city. *Chaos will prevail. None can stop the winds.*
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 2:16 pm
"Ill show them" he had said to himself as walked along the dim streets his eyes downcast and his face masked. " Ill show them what a newborn can do..."
Oren DeKaza had just finished speeking with the vampire elders in the Coven Sanctuary, his blood now boiling at what they had said...that he was best off training in the lower sanctumes, not on the streets hunting, not doing what had been promised to him. He was a newborn, a freshly turned vampire, a mere Sanguinarian with no more than instincs...useless youngster.
"Ill find one...Ill find a hunter...a Lycan...It dosn't matter...Ill show them what I am willing to do."
It was then that he noticed a young wolf walking along the street stopping ocasionally to greet the various homeless scattered on her way.
"Yes... this is my chance..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:13 pm
She bowed her head in thanks and walked on, keeping her eyes on him flirtatiously. She doubted it would make any difference to him though, but she hoped he might notice at the least. "Courtesy....a very uncommon trait that you may find here..." As she walked, she turned around, walking backwards. "Where would you like to go?" she said, addressing both of the men. "Somewhere small, yet fun... I am not sure where they are."
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 9:40 pm
'I come from a time where honour and respect were highly valued.' He spoke the truth, but he was only being courteous because this woman was kin. Were it any other creature, his kindness wouldn't have been expressed so faras it had.
'As to where to go, as I stated before, I am new to the city, and as such, haven't had the time to find anywhere interesting to go at this time of the night. I figured I'd let you pick the locale.' He smiled at her flirting, and winked at her. He'd play along for now. If he felt like it, he'd play some more. The only thing that interested him was Chaos, and the spreading of it. If she held such an ideal, she might make a very valuable ally.
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