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 Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:26 pm
Parker was dieing from hunger, all he could mutter was, "help me..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:27 pm
Wolf looked at the starving vampire,and stood by.He didnt do a thing to help.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:29 pm
Leelan pulls a blood pouch out of her pocket. "As I said ealier..I dont' believe in killing so my boyfriend gets blood pouches for me." She hands it to him "You can have it. It'll help."
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:29 pm
Parker looks at the man, he almost killed with his tired eyes. He probably desirved this so he didnt say anythining... He drinks from the pouch greedily, and stands up.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:30 pm
Kerrigan's comm device suddenly started to buzz. Reaching down, she brought it up so she could see in the light, reading the message from the HIN. Where she had previously been distant and uncaring, she suddenly felt a surge of emotions run through her as she saw the message before her. They had finally gotten a lock on Krii. Her eyes went wide, filled with emotions of anger, happiness, worry, confusion - it all came at her so quickly that she simply froze, staring at the message as if she were trying to decide if it was a prank or not.
"O-oh my god," she stammered out, looking over at the man in front of her as if she didn't know what to do for a moment. "I-I have to go," she said suddenly, turning and running as quickly as she could towards the side wall of the Park. Without a second's hesitation she scaled the wall with ease, flipping off the top and landing in the sidewalks of the city. It had taken her a while to walk to the Park from Haven, but Lord knows she was going to get to Haven in record time. Pulling out her comm as she ran, she began to type a message, running into several people as she dodged her way through the sidewalk traffic, disappearing into the city.
[exit to City]
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:36 pm
Parker stands, not doing anything...
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:37 pm
Wolf stayed where he was.He was not intimidated by this new guy,and Wolf sort of didnt want him to be by him.
((Go to go to bed,see ya tomorrow))
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:39 pm
Parker stares at wolf, and doesnt do anything (bye) He stands there not even thinking...
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:53 pm
((Okay, I'm sorry but this is ridiculous.
If you're going to post one-liners, then don't post at all, seriously.))
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:58 pm
Kashkin's eyes glinted, almost seeming to glow due to the light form a streetlight straying onto him. He had been holding a knife in his pocket, but slowly sheathed it. Patiently, he watched the woman, sighing to himself as she said "Confused hunter". Hell, life was confusing enough when fantasy became reality. The thought didn't seem to bother him anymore. He twitched, his fists clenching again. The thoughts and emotions he had barred off earlier were breaking free, and he didn't have long before the flooded him again. Kevin gripped his head with both hands and squatted down, shaking it slowly back and forth, grunting and growling. He shook his head faster then let go, staring at the ground, regaining his balance. Slowly he stood up, walking over to a tree a bit away from the streetlight (not aware of anyone who might be watching). He stood in front of a rather sturdy looking tree. He needed to let out a bit of anger, and if it wasn't on the tree it would be dealt to something that he could hurt or kill.
He took his clenched fists out of the front pocket of his sweatshirt and wound up. He gritted his teeth, growled, and punched. THWAK. Bark flew off, and Kashkin's hand had a few small cuts. THWAK. THWAK. THWAK. From hand to hand, he punched the tree. Even kicked it a few times. It may seem stupid to many, but it was better than killing the people he tried to protect.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 7:11 pm
jack_the_vamp Jack entered central park, tired and in need of rest. He needed some company, but he knew he wasn't going to find any. However, to his surprise, he saw someone that he had known. His eyes widened with surprise. Jasie?! Or... is that Jean?Close to her were two others, one he didn't know. The other one was a hunter he had seen in the compound... and he knew he had a reputation of a mean streak. He was probably about as psychotic as JR... and that was a normal person he was staring at. He groaned quietly. He soon found a corpse. He knew this wasn't going to go well. "Better see what's happening," he said, walking towards them. "Oi, Jasie! What's going on?!"
Wanting blood no less she would risk waiting, yet the need to talk to Kevin was a bit more important. She knew if the time came, she'd but in. A feud and useless fight was one thing, but someone getting in her way was another - lets just say it never ended well for them.
Yet before Jean could further enhance her horizon's in this little dialog. Crunched leaves, and footsteps shifting rocks echoed behind her. Lost in though and in the scene before her, Jean didn't hear the assailant sooner. But in lighting speed; Jean unsheathed one of her DarkOPS Fighting Knives, knelled and thrusted upwards at the shadowy figure with intent to kill.
Grinning and stopping a fine hair before slicing through the neck of a familiar face. Jean chuckled softly and stood up sheathing her knife back. With a smile on her face, and moving hair out of her face. Jean stood before Jack in a cocky manner, "Piss off, Jack." She said with no emotions. But when she turned, the moonlight illuminated her crimson iris's giving off the impression of emotions ready to be released under the surface.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 7:22 pm
"Damn it..."
Kashkin grunted, his face mixed with rage and pain. He was by no means a massachist, but he would not risk harming anything else. He paused, breathing heavily. Then, he went back to kicking.
He swung his leg up, delivering a mean kick which hit his leg.
"Damn it..."
He kicked again, faster.
"Damn it."
Kashkin then punched and kicked, getting faster and harder, his teeth clenched tightly, grinding, as he forced his body to push harder. He punched furiously at the solid wall, as if trying to kill someone on the other side.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!! DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!"
Kashkin was growling at the tree, his arms hanging limply. He knew he ripped his jeans on the tree which now was stripped of bark in a small area, blood trickling down it. Kashkin's hands were dripping blood, his fingers bruised and sliced up yet not broken suprisingly. He was shaking with hatred so furiously that he couldn't move. He didn't dare move his legs, for it would be in the first direction he saw movement. His hearing was off slightly, too. He stared at the tree, his hair covering his face as he then looked down at the ground.
Tears began rolling down his eyes, falling to the ground. They glistened briefly as they fell to the grass beneath his feet. He cried and hated almost enough that if there were any bystanders they would probably believe him to breathe fire next.
"Damn it........"
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 7:28 pm
Jean caught up in one confrontation, wasn't aware until the thwack of the tree she was by. Was receiving thorough punishment. peering over to the side and directly at the attacker, Jean eyed Kevin and wondered if she had a look of complete stupidity on her face. Because sure in hell, that's what she was thinking of him, 'What an idiot... total ego maniac.'
"Ahem..." Jean cleared her throat to get his attention, "What the hell are you doing? If you wanna punch, kick... or seriously ******** someone up! I'm willing to fight." She jumped up and down like a boxer, putting up her fist in ready motion. She instantly stopped when she say the tears, "Are you... ok?" she said sincerely concerned and reaching up to touch his cheek.
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