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 Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 12:50 am
"Miss wolf could wear these, maybe?"
That girl again. She seemed to have just popped there, out of nowhere, from the shadows, in the alley. Still, it was impossible that she had appeared there, for she was holding clothes; a pair of black jeans and a longsleeved t-shirt, blue.
"Mr wolf's clothes seem too big ..."
She was smiling brightly again, as cute as a 5 years old kid girl can be.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 12:52 am
"Hnn... it was a clean wound... bullet went through... I'll be fine..." Well, she would be once she had taken a chunk out of her former master's a** for nearly getting her killed. "Unsane... my former master... sent me a message in the form of a little girl... people thought I was gonna eat her or something..."
Louve was startled by the sudden appearance of the little girl and she jumped, rounding on the child with a snarl. As she noticed who it was, she calmed down again, staring at her. "Where in the hell did you come from?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 12:59 am
Laz's response was identical to Louve's, only the fact that it was a little girl saved her from being attacked. He stared the wierd girl down, frowning. "Yeah, where did you come from?" He turned back to Louve.
"Unsane? This is the third time I've heard, and may be the third time I'll meet him... this is becoming very unsettling. Ech... go ahead and get dressed with what she has so we can get out of this alleyway."
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 1:04 am
The young girl giggled a little at the two wolves reaction. Clutching the clothes to her tiny chest, she started spinning around, explaining at the same time in a sing-song voice. "The nice mister said I was an angel for bringing you the message. Angels come from the sky, right?" She stopped spinning, still smiling brightly as she offered the clothes to Louve just as she had offered her the piece of blue cloth earlier. "So I probably came from the sky too, right?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 1:09 am
Another huff as Louve took the clothing and receded further into the shadows to change. When she was done, she returned, looking rather annoyed. Blood appeared to be soaking into the right sleeve of the shirt, not as much as before, but some. "What does the nice mister want with me?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 1:14 am
"You come from somewhere, kid... they're probably missing you."
He stood up and leaned against the wall, waiting for Louve to re-emerge. When she did, he let them talk a bit, listening to the question/answer session that may come from the conversation.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 1:18 am
"Oooh, that looks like it hurts ..."
She was looking at the wound, almost ... hungrily. It lasted a blink of a time, though, soon to be replaced by the happy smile as she answered Louve's question.
"I don't know. He didn't tell me." For a moment, she seemed thoughtful. Her gaze went up to the sky as she weaved her fingers together in her back. "Do the other angels miss me?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 1:21 am
"I dunno kid... why don't we go ask the nice mister?" She turned and looked at Laz, sighing. "I have to go... I've been ordered to go..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 2:16 am
*Enki enteres the town of Latent and looks around a bit. He was searching for someone, but first he must find said person. He wanders down a labrynth of alleys and back-streets. Finally, after over an hour of looking, Enki finds a man hidden behind a tavern with only a small shack over his head. The man is dressed in a black cloak, a white overshirt, grey slacks and black boots. Enki approaches the man outside of his small confines and the man greets the ancient with opens arms. Enki whispers something dearing this outwardly friendly welcome and the man nods. Enki then bows and walks back off toward an unknown destination.
The next morning, a flier is posted in every tavern and bar, and in a couple of the burlesque clubs. The flier reads:Small sheet of paper HOME
Many people lost it not long ago by an attack upon the very Heart of our world. We will not let this atrocity go. Any and all willing, strong, powerful, physically or spiritually, people who miss their home are requested to aid in the rebuilding of the LEVIATHAN STADIUM. A contractor will also be a great aid to our cause. All who wish to come are requested show up at the ruins of the old Stadium at their leisure, but in haste.
"Building a new home for the people"Signed, Leviathan Inc.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 10:19 am
Tomorrow John's body hung lifelessly in the chains, unswaying, unmoving. There was a small c***k as the shock of blond hair moved up slighty, pale blue eyes locking onto the red orbs of his new guest. "I wanted to be alone."Saying that it was self defence probably wouldn't have worked...and besides, it was partly true. Locking a vigilante up with criminals wasn't exactly the smartest thing to do...
"Quite the name you've made for yourself.. Human Dynamo-- was it?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 10:36 am
Vahn Kyonuske "Of course." The Spear moved to the side of the room, pulling out a black folding chair from the wall apparently, because for all intents and purposes there had been no indication that the chair had been there all along. Setting the chair down, he sat himself down and opened up the manilla envelope, quietly leafing through it's contents.
"Quite the name you've made for yourself.. Human Dynamo-- was it?" John said quietly, looking down at the papers in the man's hands. He shrugged his shoulders in his chains slowly, as if they were uncomfortable, before he became still again. "...This is the part where you tell me your name."
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 10:56 am
"I think the name vigilante suits you more..."
The Spear had his legs neatly folded, as he seemed to pause at a page in particular, eyes scanning over the words there.
"Then again, that's just putting it lightly. You've heard of what's become of the Stadium haven't you?"
He turned the page, clearly ignoring the invitation to give his name. Whether he truly didn't hear, or was just being forgetful on purpose wasn't positive yet. He was just being professional about it after all, he didn't believe in that 'good cop, bad cop' ruse.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 11:00 am
"Whatever you wanna call me, Susie." John muttered. Whatever reasons the man had for keeping his name secert, they were unjustified. Even soldiers were allowed to give out their name if they were captured...
His ears twitched lightly at the mention of the Stadium. "Well...only bits and pieces. Why dont you fill me in, Susie - i'm actually quite confused about the whole thing."
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 11:33 am
The Spear was amused, more than anything, as he closed the manilla envelope shut.
"Several of your own, apparently went 'out of control', resulting in numerous deaths, countless injuries-- and the total destruction of that place."
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 11:41 am
Vahn Kyonuske The Spear was amused, more than anything, as he closed the manilla envelope shut.
"Several of your own, apparently went 'out of control', resulting in numerous deaths, countless injuries-- and the total destruction of that place." John asked, cocking an eyebrow. "I'm assuming from your little display when you clapped me in irons that you had telepathic abilities - which would make you a meta, right? A little racial, huh Susie?" He chuckled half-heartedly at his captors's expence - Susie was as good a name as any. He sighed then, looking down at the floor. His voice was quiet as he spoke. "...How many deaths?"
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