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 Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 6:20 pm
Amelia went to the other side of the rooftop, stepping onto the edge.
She jumped over. Letting herself fall she closed her eyes and let gravity drag her towards Earth. She opened her eyes and they flashed, glowing with her night vision. She grabbed the ledge of a window and swung to a fire escape. She stepped down the rest of the way to the ground.
"I wonder what I'll do now?" She said aloud to herself. She looked around this new alley and saw the scant homeless and theifs. She walked out onto the street unseen.
"Let's get apples." She'd taken a wallet from one of the theifs.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 7:57 pm
Kashkin was listening the whole time. He was using his other senses, getting a feel for where everyone was. Jean... Armand... Johannes.... Not people to shoot. Newcomer? The woman? Smelled like blood....
Blood....
Vampire.
Kashkin spun his legs around, giving himself momentum to spring off the ground and land on his feet, his hands reaching behind him. He placed the bottle of vodka by his foot so fast it almost cracked, and he faced the new guest. His hands were on the back of his belt, Gen and Vizury showing.
"Who are you.... Why do you smell like....."
Kashkin sniffed the air. He may be mistaken. The blood might have been his clothes, and not the newcomer after all. He had killed a vampire earlier, but that was only one. His sense of fufillment wasn't satisfied this day. He bent his knees a bit, his red hat vibrant in the moonlight, standing out amidst the crowd. His eyes were slits, and the look of peace that he had been wearing was erased. It was a damn scary look, too.
Kashkin did have a sense of peace. Some people saw it. It was, ironically, during nighttime, when maybe one or two people at most were around. He felt as if he could relax, just lie there and gaze at the stars. He loved star gazing. Why? Because it was then, and only then, that he acted normally. Strange as it may be, he did have a normal side to him somewhere.
Johannes.... He also had a calmer side. He knew it was there, a side of him that had fun with life, ignoring everything else. Jean had one too. They still had SOME humanity left, weather they wanted to admit it or not. He didn't know Armand enough to know, though.
Then again, no one knew that Kashkin had a specific day where he couldn't kill anything. Two days, to be precise. And one of them was comming up....
His sister's birthday. Or as he came to label it, vampire sanctuary day.
He was back to reality though, his body showing signs of readied actions, his foot right by the vodka.
Kashkin. Hated. Blood and suprises.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 9:03 pm
Although Cosette was a vampire, a horribly power hungry, downright sinister and quite possibly an insane one at that, She looked as if she couldn't harm a single fly. With that tragically disarming smile of hers and small delicate figure, She was positively the embodiment of perfect innocence. Those eyes, such a brilliant blue flickered from Armand for one sweeping glance at the small crowd, trying to calculate how well they knew him, If at all.
Truth be told, Armand and her were little more than acquaintances. He, who had taken a fancy towards Cosette when she had played coy and sincere; an act she was all too well at preforming. And Cosette, Who had merely taken a dreadful fancy for the idea of Armand's 500 year old blood. In fact, Armand just so happened to be Cosette's first pick for victim number one of Luther's sinister experiments. It was only a matter of time before she managed to wrap Armand too tight around her little finger. By then, it would be much too late for poor Armand to realize that Cosette was not the pure sinless girl she perfectly forged herself to be.
Her clever gaze settled on the man speaking to her, A human. If there was danger to be found in the strange man that was sniffing about the air like some meddling dog, She was obviously much too distracted by her loopy sense of happiness to notice.
“And...What do I smell like?” She inquired curiously, eager to hear what he would say as she pointed a slender white finger towards the ground, Noting the bottle of vodka set beside the man's foot “Because judgment is horribly impaired when you are intoxicated.” Oh, Didn't Cosette know that one all too well right now; Terribly high on another sort of addictive liquid. Something much more potent and dreadful. The very thought nearly hard her laughing again, but this time she managed to contain herself with merely a few hiccuped giggles.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 10:16 pm
Kashkin sighed, removing his hands from his belt. His body untensed, but he still had a bad kink in his back. It was a knot, and it needed to be worked out somehow. There were too many people here now, too. Three vampires and a drunk girl.... How wonderful.
"Ah, it was probably my deoderant. Sorry, ma'am." Kashkin sighed, rubbing the back of his head. He looked at the card in his pocket, made sure it was safely tucked away, and then looked at Armand.
"I'll consider your proposal. I'm going to go for a walk.... I'll call you sometime soon."
Kashkin didn't like standing in the midst of so many people at night. It made him... edgy. But it was paranoia that kept him alive, right?
With that, Kashkin bowed, sending a soft, but real smile towards Johannes and Jean. It was a smile that was calm, peaceful almost. He needed time to think, and he didn't know what to do. So, he walked.
{Exit to Central Park}
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 12:01 am
Jack sat on the ledge watching them he decided to clean replace the clip on his Sig Saucer loaded with UV bullets just in case. He dropped the clip that he took out.
Ahhhh d**n it
He reached to get it but fell down right behind the drunk and vampires and loaded a different clip loaded with UV bullets and picked up the on he dropped. He got on one knee and put the sig saucer in his shoulder holster.
Ummmmm ... Hi there I'm Jack, tainted.
He got to his feet shakily but it would only be noticable to the trained eye. He had used a lot of energy during the previous fight he had and the running and falling about two stories didnt help. He had his shoulder holster unbuttoned just in case they wanted to start a fight.
Nice to meet you
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 8:36 am
Sam sighs heavily when Jack takes off. He decides to follow and see what happens. Besides there isn't anything better to do around here. He had already had his fun with the police and he knows that others will be on the way to see what happened to their comrads. He follows Jack quitely and almost starts laughing when he falls two stories. "You need to watch your step a little better Jack." he whispers from his vantage point. He drags his fingers through the blood that is still fresh on his arm and licks it off of his finger tips, fangs sliding down from their hiding place.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 9:59 am
((YAYZ! I'm back!))
Prometheus walked over the street on telephone wires. He took out a rocket launcher and made fireworks out of the Police Department. "What great it i, to see it like this." He exclaimed. Promehteus enjoyedhis recent visit to the store and started to eat a pear. Hepicked some fruit up and threw some apples at Amelia.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 1:13 pm
Amelia caught them reflexively. "Ah. You're that person from before." She said looking at the apples. "Thank you." She started eating one. Even though her natural diet was meat ((raw)) she'd long ago switched to fruit for reasons known only by her. Apples were easiest for her to eat, as well as other red fruits because they looked like they were coated in blood.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 2:28 pm
Armand was simply staring at COsette the whole time. 'why is SHE hear.. why NOW!" he thought. if cosette knew his plans it was all going to be for nothing. he smelled something that made his heart leap into his chest and fall back down with a vengeance filled thud.
"Luther..." HE said, putting his thumb o nthe side of her mouth and dragging it across, his white glove now had flecks of blood on it. he sifted it throgh his hand and grited his teeth.
"So he's sharing his blodo now, eh? a rather lowly way to get into your good books..." HE said with his spanish noble accent. he didnt even notice Kashkin leave and looked around at everyone else. turning to johannes while still holding Cosette upright. she looked so pitifully frail right now. he didnt know wethere to embrace her or throw her off of him for the smell of luther.
"No...it is not another group of hunters." He began, tactfully, so that cosette woudl have no clue what he was saying... hopefully.
"COntra Munde tried to takeover, as did a thousand others... but they each pulled resources from only ONE race. think about it. and take this."
He tossed a card at each of them, including Jack. they all said the same thing.
central park-eastbridge
midnight
He held cosette to the side and started walking away with her.
"Pray to god that in doing this we may make the world a better place." he said while exiting. "Because wouldnt it be a much better world without the creatures of the night?" HE said, almost sadly. as he turned the corner with cosette. he sat down at the empty busstop bench next to her and leaned backwards.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 3:08 pm
Midnight... why does this not surprise me
He got up and cocked his gun back and looked over to see a vamp stalking his prey. He put his gun up to aim at him.
Ehhhh f**k it
He lowered his gun and checked his watch he had a couple of hours. He would then leap up to the roof and unarm himself and pull cleaning supplies from a pouch on his shoulder blade and began to clean his guns then his knives. He would be whisteling a soft toon similar to that of mary had a little lamb.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 3:59 pm
"We're all creatures of the night. To kill of every creature of the night would include our self and do you intend of killing every one with a new army and when you're done having all your soldiers commit suicide? That would only look like world domination and count Dracula tried to go at it alone...he was killed in the end, or so I heard." He had not heard anything about count Dracula after that his castle was taken and he was staked and burned.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 4:10 pm
It didn't take a genius to realize that the small group was clearly up to something, And Armand; apparently seemed to be heading the little adventure. Cosette didn't inquire on the matter, partially because she simply didn't care and mainly because she didn't believe Armand had it in him to be a strong influential leader, capable of heading anything more than forming a crowd at the mouth of an filthy alley. Besides, The entire group probably thought she was some stupid drunken girl, incapable of unfolding their plans. When the fact of the matter was, She was as impeccably alert as ever. It was simply that in her happy-go-lucky mood, Such a heavy contrast to her usual snobby arrogance, Cosette easily lost grasp on the bonds that held her composed and ...for lack of a better word, Sane.
Cosette's small figure went noticeably still when Armand reached a hand to her lips. Those very lips that took on the flicker of a mischievous grin as Armand muttered Luther's name. Awe, He could smell Luther on her. How very tragic it must be to have the girl Armand fancied, planting all her precious time with the mad scientist and even indulging herself on his delicious blood. Cosette simply smiled, playing it off as though she was too naive to know better. She waited, silent as mouse until Armand and her were a safe distance away and seated before she said anything more.
“My good books...You want a chance too, Spanish? I'm sure your blood is absolutely wonderful. Better, I'd bet. Unless you'd rather attempt more common and average ways for courting about a proper lady. ” She murmured, soft and frisky; full of mock intrigue. Cosette knew all too well that no blood could possibly compare to Luther's, but she played on; the perfect actress smoothly concealing the lie.
“So, What devious things have you been scheming?” She pressed on, more out of simple curiosity then to really discover his plans. “And honestly, I don't think the world would be any better without 'creatures of the night.', because Spanish...I wouldn't be around to keep you proper company.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 4:29 pm
he looked at the man that was talking about creatures of the night.
Yeah Dracula.. He was a cool dude but supremely cocky and stuck-up. He deserved dying, couldn't even get a woman without kidnapping them.
He sheathed all his weapons and put away the cleaning kit
And were not all creatures of the night, I can fit in just fine. But I do prefer the night.
His long black hair would start flowing in the summer breeze and his pitch black eyes would quickly jot around looking for any kind of threat
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 7:22 am
"Your welcome....... Amelia." said Prometheus. He got her name by the PDA which took DNA samples from her skin. Prometheus just sat there, eating his pears, waiting for someone to notice the Police Department. If creatures came out to see the fire, I would have more to kill. he thought.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 2:38 pm
Amelia raised an eyebrow. "Feh, Technology.........." She didn't really care for new technologies and preferred to use her own abilities for things. That was also the reason she never carried weapons.
"What's the alure to killing?" She asked, biting the apple.
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