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 Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 11:56 am
Wolf returned his attention to the other immortals. A thought popped up in his head. A wise man prepares for war in times of peace! Suddenly Wolf remembered that his revolvers were unloaded, and he went ahead and loaded them. He didn't give a flying titmouse if anyone was watching him do it, as long as his good ol' revolvers were loaded. Then Wolf loaded his rifle, as it was unloaded as well. As he did all this, his thoughts were wandering. As if it didn't wander too much already.
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 4:14 pm
“Of course I’d have you suffer, Dear Stan.” She blurted out in a tone that was perfectly casual, just like it was common knowledge that Cosette loved to play rough with her pets. “How else would I have any fun in this boring and loud city? Anyone I might have enjoyed before has seemingly ditched me.” Her lips formed into a tragic little pout, fully expecting the others in the area and most certainly Stan to pity her loses. However, she perked right up with a smile when she catch a glimpse of Stan’s thoughts mentioning her name. Cosette hadn’t managed to plant enough focus on decoding exactly what he might be thinking about her, But just that fact that she was on his mind was enough to feed her narcissism.
“I wasn’t…going anywhere” Cosette clearly hesitated as she mumbled, a touch of uncertainty marring her smooth voice. She couldn’t very well tell Stan that she had been off on her merry little way to find herself a meal. The psychologist Hunter probably wouldn’t all too fancy witnessing such a thing, Much less allowing a perfectly innocent human to be murdered at Cosette’s merciless hands.
“Where were you heading too, Stan?” She asked swiftly before Stan had a moment to ask her further on her direction, completely turning the subject around on him. “Isn’t it a bit late for you to be out?”
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 4:46 pm
 
Prometheus shrugged. "Nothing new at all." He watched the streets below, noticing another familiar face. He knew Cosette for a while, and knew one of her other friends a little too well. He looked over to see Wolf messing with his guns, and cocked an eyebrow in confusion. "Why do you mess with those toys? The bullets are easy to dodge and only silver bullets can do real damage..."
 
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 5:16 pm
Wolf looked at Prometheus with a strange look on his face. "Silver...you trying to hunt your own kind down? Don't you mean holy water coated and all that stuff?...And who says this is for immortals?" His face turned grim. "It seems the humans know more then we'd like them to..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 7:14 pm
Veroen di not reply to Meredith's insults towards him. Instead he simply leaned up against the wall of the building behind him, and crossed his arms as he bowed his head and closed his eyes, deep in thought. He was trying to ignore everyone there, containing his anger very slowly.
Then something caught his ears.
He heard, "Looks like we are going to be parents." that seemed to come from Ceon, and he was speaking to Meredith.
Veroen's eyes popped wide open, frozen in shock. He then heard Ceon suggesting to turn her into a mutt as well.
Veroen lost it.
He quickly turned around, teeth clenched, and hurtled his fist into the brick wall that he had been leaning on. His fist connected with the wall, resulting in a loud crushing noise, that left a huge gaping hole in the wall, twice the size of himself. Veroens breathing was escalated, as his anger consumed him. His eyes turned black once more and his fangs began to grow. He looked around at everyone, very quickly. He then held his head in his hand for a moment, and jumped up into the air, away from everyone, landing on the building next to him.
He then just ran. He was infuriated. He sped off towards the Subway tunnels, to take out his anger.
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 7:18 pm
((Huntsman, I think you owe us the biblical citation for your claim. If you can't find a valid one, then you owe all of us an apology.
No, you owe us an apology anyway.))
"You could go ice skating. There's three rinks in Central Park. Even you could enjoy that." Stan smiled, adjusting the ski hat on top of his head and added, "Do you think the ditching may be attributed to your promises of slow torture? Your pretty face won't keep everyone sedated forever." He finished his point by closing the distance between their faces, reaching out to caress her cheek and winking. The psychologist didn't push her when she attempted to change the subject. Stan would wait for some honesty. "I was tailing another hunter, but I'm pretty much heading for home now. What? Do you want to come over or something?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 7:38 pm
|| Eeek. Bibles and talking of gay/bi sexual people are both hot topics that people probably shouldn't be freaking out over. As for your opinion, you are free to have it but I do hope there's a valid reason for it. I also hope you judge people based on who they are as people opposed to their sexual orientation. ||
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 7:58 pm
Ice Skating. Now that would be fun. And Cosette was automatically positive she would have been the most graceful and talented girl on skates out there. If it hadn’t been so late in the night, she would have dragged Stan to one of those ice rinks. Stan may not have made such a grand skate partner though, considering the temperature and the time. Plus, she hadn’t really pegged him for a real graceful human. She was just about to open her mouth and suggest as such when Stan spoke first, touching her face.
In one abrupt and unseen movement, Cosette batted his hand away, when it touched her face. A dangerous little scowl had creped into her pretty face, her innocent act dropped for just that brief flicker in time. She wanted it very clear that Stan was not to touch her, and most certainly not her face. One of the very few bits of small Cosette that remained perfect and unblemished. If she hadn’t taught herself such tremendous self-control in regards to blood spills and messes, She might very well have caused one out of Stan simply for that small and tiny offense. And then almost as if the drastic bi-polar change had never occurred, Cosette was just as swiftly smiling and cheerful once again. In turn, she placed her own cold hands on Stan’s face, cupping her slender fingers against his cheeks. It was obviously perfectly fine if she decided to go around touching everyone else and imposing on their personal space.
“No, Just for you Birdie.” She whispered, leaning close with those brilliant blue eyes starring up at him. “I don’t promise just anyone delicate and slow torture. I reserve it for my favorites.” She wondered briefly if he realized just how much of a dangerous position she had put him in. After all, all it would have taken for Cosette to murder Stan at that very moment would be for her to simply clap her hands together and crush all the lovely bone structure of Stan’s face. Unfortunately, Stan knew her too well. And Cosette enjoyed Stan too much to kill him so swiftly.
“Your place then?” She suggested, automatically inviting herself over. Even if he refused, Cosette would have shown up at his front door regardless. Stan didn’t really have a choice. “What were you going to do there? Movies or something? I don’t really know what people do this century. It’s much too complicated for me. Maybe you can teach me a few things about all the technical new age stuff. “
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:40 pm
Stan didn't seem to care when Cosette struck his hand out of the way. He took it at his own stride and didn't look away as the vampire got dreadfully close. Stan wasn't going to be afraid and he knew she wouldn't kill him too quickly. This would buy him the time to work his magic. "That's so kind of you." The Psychologist slipped out of her grip, standing erect at a safe foot away.
"I was going to sleep but I'm going to have a guest. So a movie it is." Stan offered Cosette his arm and added, "After you." The psychologist took that first step towards home.
((Exit to Residential Area.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:40 pm
Veroen Veroen di not reply to Meredith's insults towards him. Instead he simply leaned up against the wall of the building behind him, and crossed his arms as he bowed his head and closed his eyes, deep in thought. He was trying to ignore everyone there, containing his anger very slowly.
Then something caught his ears.
He heard, "Looks like we are going to be parents." that seemed to come from Ceon, and he was speaking to Meredith.
Veroen's eyes popped wide open, frozen in shock. He then heard Ceon suggesting to turn her into a mutt as well.
Veroen lost it.
He quickly turned around, teeth clenched, and hurtled his fist into the brick wall that he had been leaning on. His fist connected with the wall, resulting in a loud crushing noise, that left a huge gaping hole in the wall, twice the size of himself. Veroens breathing was escalated, as his anger consumed him. His eyes turned black once more and his fangs began to grow. He looked around at everyone, very quickly. He then held his head in his hand for a moment, and jumped up into the air, away from everyone, landing on the building next to him.
He then just ran. He was infuriated. He sped off towards the Subway tunnels, to take out his anger.
Meredith happened to be walking away from the scene when she happened to hear a rather loud shattering noise and she looked over her shoulder to see Veroen demolish a wall of a building in the street. She'd never seen him lose it like that which just made her worried about him so instead of being the selfish, sulking b***h she'd been planning on being she decided that she was going to make sure Veroen was alright. After all, he did have a point and all he'd done was try to help her and watch out for her, he'd stood up for her too and she'd repaid him by bitching at him and yelling at him.
'You definitely don't have the completely cold-hearted part down there, Meredith.'
Abruptly she turned around and went the opposite direction, following after the vampire that'd just demolished a wall of a building. Naturally Meredith was chasing after him without any regard for her own safety now, it didn't even cross her mind that Veroen might be potentially dangerous to her as well as himself. As much as Eden maybe wished or tried to be purposefully cruel to people in order to keep them away from her she ended up failing miserably and couldn't bring herself to be downright cruel.
Unfortunately Veroen was a lot faster than her and he was now on some building tops but she wasn't a Class B hunter because she sucked at tracking vampires and keeping up enough to at least follow a slight trail left behind. As she ran along she decided to try and see if Veroen could hear her from up in the rooftops, after all, she had the loudest voice on the planet, she'd been told by many. She cupped her hands to better focus her voice as well. "Veroen! Hey! Stop running away from me, I need to tell you something!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 9:06 pm
Daiguren walked out of the subway rather quickly in a bit of a pissed off mood. He wasn't that happy at all. He needed to be alone, he headed toward the Park. ((to the park!!!)
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 8:46 am
Veroen stopped in his tracks whenever he heard his name being called. He turned around quickly, teeth still clenched. he then spotted Meredith, down on the streets. He unchlenched his teeth, then sighed, and jumped off the building with speed and finesse that could not be seen with the human eye. He appeared in front of Meredith, and did not speak, just cocked an eyebrow, and stared at her with a blank stare.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 1:25 pm
Meredith didn't seem to give a damn that he was staring at her with a droll stare, the kind that meant he didn't want to be here but decided to hear her out anyhow. After all, if he really wanted to get away from her he could always outrun her, he was physically superior to her. "What the f**k was that back there? You can't just go smashing public property to bits or they're going to hunt you down and slay you like you're an animal. What' the f**k's up your a** that's gotten you smashing buildings to bits and taking off at incredibly high speeds while scaling over rooftops anyhow? Jesus, are you wanting the authorities to come and arrest you or kill you?"
She then realized that this wasn't the reason that she'd stopped Veroen, she'd come here to apologize to him and say thank you, not further ridicule and yell at him. Eden sighed deeply and slumped against a building wall before she began speaking to him, looking at the ground all the while as if ashamed or embarrassed. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? You're right. You've done nothing but look out for me and here I am b**ching at you because my life sucks. It's not your fault and I shouldn't be so quick to judge. It's just weird having a vampire place a human's interests, especially one that's a hunter before their own ... I was suspicious ... I didn't give you a fair chance but the last vampire I gave a fair chance ended up injecting me with some temporary vampire chemical s**t so yeah ..."
By now she'd brought her thighs up to her chest and had wrapped her arms around her legs as she rested her chin between her knees, her hazel eyes still staring at the ground. "Yeah, I dunno. Everything's just ... I just came back here hoping to have my brother's there to help me cushion my fall or at least recover from it and they weren't there. I got back here and everything just seems to have gotten worse after I thought things couldn't possibly get any worse ... Anyhow, that's what I had to say to you so you can go scale the rooftops and be angry now if you want or whatever you were doing ..."
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 2:02 pm
huntsman449
~~Twisted Euphoria, I have a problem with gay people. So does the holy scriptures.~~
((So because my lifestyle goes against a book written thousands of years ago I should be condemned to hell, because of the way your God supposedly made me? Sorry for egging him on Simi and everyone, it's just that when people judge me without even knowing me first I get a little... snippy.)) Nicholas took one last drag, and exhaled through his nostrils. He made sure to do the facing away from the group, there was smoking and then there was common courtesy, and he tried to stay in the insubstantial middle ground between the two. He flicked the cigarette against the wall, and coughed. "Well it was lovely talking to all of you fine people, even if I am being seventh-wheeled." With that he nodded, and marched in no specific direction before shots started being fired. As soon as he turned the corner he started into a sprint.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 7:33 pm
Prometheus chuckled next to Wolf, knowing he probably meant it. "Not any more... Now that I no longer belong to the Hunter Organization, I have become more attached with the pack. Including you and some of the other youngsters." He tussled Wolf's hair, just meaning to mess with him. "Look," He said, moving his robe to show a few scars on his shoulder. "3 are silver bullets, 2 are silver nitrate. I referred to Silver, because I know the damage they cause." He let his robe move back there, covering the scars. "So what's be going on with you?"
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