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 Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 12:06 am
Steffon demanded quietely to Cynthia,'Calm down! Your emotions are getting in the way of your powers.' Steffon didn't move on I'zale's command. He just stood as stone,' I can't do that. I've got to care for her. Moving aside and letting you try to cut her up is not taking care of her.'
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 12:24 am
"You have no option in this." The white wolf stated bluntly, right before he appeared beside Steffon and struck him with a backhand to send him skittering a few feet off to the right. "She is my new test subject... but that means I need to bring her with me." He reached out his open palm towards the cowering girl. "This won't hurt, but you will feel very cold for a moment.
There was a surge of frost from his palm directly at Cynthia, energy that would encase her in a coccoon of ice.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 1:09 am
((OMG! AMAZING!)) Steffon was stunned momentarily by pain before he blocked it away and shoved Cynthia out of the way taking the icey shot himself. He sent a command to Cynthia before it covered him completly,'Run.'
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 4:45 pm
It was a very complicated technique for something so simple, and the white wolfs favorite. The energy of cold was more like a flash freezing process, preventing all activity within the body at a dead standstill while keeping it alive.
"How surprising. I missed." I'zale mused to himself, withdrawing his hand as the frost collected on Steffons fur. "I suppose I should try again."
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 11:08 pm
It was horrifying. Cynthia screamed in terror as she watched Steffon turn into a frosted canine. And then something snapped to her, it was the 'run'. So she ran, with Steffon in her arms. Her gate pulled them away back to the food court.
((exit with the popsicle))
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 8:17 am
{{That character reminds me so much of mine from other guilds. Ice is just fun, The D in other guilds has the same abilities, and a little more.}}
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 11:12 am
(( Ice is fun. So is having that NPC to mess with people. Of course he's only an NPC because my account he was on was hacked stare ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 7:15 am
Kensington walked into the park, flanked by Jack and Hibbsworth, they were all armed and on the hunt, they had answers to find and did not have time to ask politely.
'Keep your eyes open' Kensington said to his men,'Lycans frequent this area regularly, remember we need answers not bloodshed, so I want one alive!'
'As you command mylord' They responded.
'And try not to alert the humans, the last thing we need is the FBI snooping around.' Kensington added.
They ventured further into the park, keeping to the shadows, Kensington constantly reaching out with his mind trying to locate a lycan, any lycan.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 10:48 am
Rogue ran her slender pale fingers along the edge of a park bench as she walked slowly past it. The night was crisp, yet one could smell spring everywhere and it was refreshing to her senses. She needed to think, needed to try to get away from all the chaos of the people of the city. The park was where she ended up.
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 8:55 am
Diego whistled casually to himself sitting on a park bench. He was whittling a small figurine which looked nothing as to what he had hoped it would turned out. His goal was to make an animal, what he ended up with was a chunk of wood with ugly characteristics and no defining feature of a creature that would venture in this plane of existance. He sighed casually and flicked the chunk of wood away. There seemed to be quite a bit of activity all over the place tonight but he wasn't near any of the action prefering to sit here until he possibly happened upon someone he knew.
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 9:13 am
Veroen and Siberius walked into the park, where Siberius would tell Veroen what info he had for him. It was odd, a Vampire being allied with a Lycan, but Siberius was Veroen's source of information when it came to Lycan affairs.
They were interrupted when what appeared to be a piece of deformed wood hit the ground in front of them, bouncing away into the darkness. They stopped, and Veroen looked over towards the source of the wood, as did his furry friend Siberius. Veroen spotted someone, sitting on a bench, and knew the person as Diego. Veroen did not quite approach the man, though he wondered why the wood happened to land in front of him.
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 11:19 am
Veroen stopped, and then decided to ignore Diego, and continue his conversation with Siberius. He turned to his comrade, and addressed the situation.
"Alright then Siberius. Tell me what you know." Veroen said bluntly, eager to learn what it was the Siberius had to tell him about Edith.
Siberius hesitated for a moment.
"Well, er, mate, I saw her leave Ceon's apartment this morning... Looks like she had spent the night there, mate..." He took a step back, a little worried that Veroen might lose it.
Veroen just stared at him blankly for a long time. He did not move, just stood there. The only thing that changed was his eyes, which began to burn bright crimson, but then turned darker, and darker, slowly becoming the dark pits that they had been so many times before, when he fought against others.
Although Veroen didn't look it, he had completely lost it inside. The only difference was that he was completely calm on the outside, except for his eyes, which were now completely black.
Siberius, who took a few more steps back, added something else.
"Er, I'm sorry mate..." he said this and took a few more steps back, clearly afraid that Veroen would lose it and kill him in rage.
"Thank you Siberius. I think I'm gonna go kill that mutt now...." Veroen whispered, then turned around on his heels, and dissipated into a cloud of shadow.
((Exit: Veroen))
Siberius was then left alone, and he shook his head for a second, then headed off into the darkness, back to his home.
((Exit: Siberius))
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2009 7:51 pm
Soft gray smoke framed her face as she entered the park's gate, and Felicia, currently unaware of the events within the vicinity, felt a pleasent nighttime cool wash over her in the presence of so much greenery.
However, as she scanned her eyes over the clusters of people here, she gladdened, for this was exactly the environment she desired this night.
Quietly, she made her way inside, as if to blend into the surroundings. Felicia opened her palm and, with a wince, rubbed the butt of her cigarillo in it, so as to save the rest for another boring occasion.
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 8:30 pm
Rogue contemplated where to go. She knew she should probably find Jaden, as much as she hated to find him. She did not know what was going on with him, nor did she really care as vampires and lycans have little to do with each other if they're smart.
She had tried to kill him once. The memory was not a proud one. But he definitely seemingly let her live...when, killing Rogue might have been a great accomplishment for any lycan leader. Rogue was an elder after all. A Deathdealer at that. He probably just weighed the repercussions of his actions, knowing the vampire coven might come down on his head alone.
She lit a cigarette and strolled contemplating finding him on this night of all nights. Chaos was reigning in the city, as Mauser would want it. She could feel the blade of a very feeble human at any time, seeing as they were somewhat fearful of the existence of vampires.
If only there was a way to reverse it all.
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