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 Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 1:23 am
Veroen froze at Marcus' words, keeping a grip on his temporary calmness, though it angered him a little. These two had no idea what it was that threw him out of whack. He was an extremely disciplined assassin, and control of ones self is one of the biggest lessons an Assassin could learn. So for something to throw someone like Veroen into a furious rage, it would mean that it indeed had to be well more than overwhelming.
He took his hand off of the back of his head, letting it fall to his side.
"You would never understand...you don't know what I read on that screen down in the heart of the VIP section..." is all he said.
He was not going to open up on the subject, possibly not even to Eden. He would lose it even more if he did so.
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 1:33 am
Kerri had to stop her jaw from dropping open as he said Eden was the love of his life. Those two had some serious girl talk to catch up on - this huntress was starting to feel really out of the loop. Shaking her head slightly as she pushed her own whirling thoughts to the side to focus on the situation at hand, saw him telling Raven his name before turning and stepping away from them in silence. She hoped he was thinking, and so for once she did not pursue him, instead crossing her arms across her chest as Raven closed the distance between the pair of hunters voicing his own shock at this new dating development.
"I guess so...had no idea," she said with an honest laugh, thinking to herself about how the relationship in Haven never tended to be simple. They were either crossing racial lines, or ending in some sort of horrible break-up, or some sort of painful death. All part of being a hunter, she supposed - plenty of killing without the time to devote to a lasting relationship. Maybe this would be the first one to actually go anywhere, and stay alive. From what she could tell of her new acquaintance, he really did care for her, which was a good thing. If she found out he was just playing around with her emotions, he would leave that battle minus a very important body part.
Kerrigan let Raven take point on trying to console Veroen, giving him some sound advice that any steady fighter would know, if not take into consideration. Emotions were powerful tools, but could go either way in the battlefield if not carefully monitored. His comments seemed to bring slightly more tension back to Veroen, though his response was once more that they would never understand.
"Ok, so we can't know what you saw on your little screen or whatever. I've been deceived by the Coven more than once - manipulation is part of their game, you should know that. Let us help you get your revenge, no questions asked. Come back to Haven, talk to Eden, and with your inside knowledge we can formulate a strategy." Her eyes tried to lock into the vampire's once more, showing that she was being sincere in her words. When she wanted to be, Kerrigan could be very persuasive, but she wanted to make sure that he made the choice because it was what he wanted to do. If he was dating Eden, then he knew how great an ally the Hunters could be, when under the right guidance and with the right members.
[[ It was actually 3 classes - Communication Ethics, Public Relations Management and Mass Communication Law, which was 4 hours long in itself. lol
Also, Kerri was never with the Coven (minor detail). When she was turned, they tried to recruit her, but when she said no, she was placed on the traitor list. Like I said, not that important. lol ]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 1:43 am
Arylkia Kerri had to stop her jaw from dropping open as he said Eden was the love of his life. Those two had some serious girl talk to catch up on - this huntress was starting to feel really out of the loop. Shaking her head slightly as she pushed her own whirling thoughts to the side to focus on the situation at hand, saw him telling Raven his name before turning and stepping away from them in silence. She hoped he was thinking, and so for once she did not pursue him, instead crossing her arms across her chest as Raven closed the distance between the pair of hunters voicing his own shock at this new dating development.
"I guess so...had no idea," she said with an honest laugh, thinking to herself about how the relationship in Haven never tended to be simple. They were either crossing racial lines, or ending in some sort of horrible break-up, or some sort of painful death. All part of being a hunter, she supposed - plenty of killing without the time to devote to a lasting relationship. Maybe this would be the first one to actually go anywhere, and stay alive. From what she could tell of her new acquaintance, he really did care for her, which was a good thing. If she found out he was just playing around with her emotions, he would leave that battle minus a very important body part.
Kerrigan let Raven take point on trying to console Veroen, giving him some sound advice that any steady fighter would know, if not take into consideration. Emotions were powerful tools, but could go either way in the battlefield if not carefully monitored. His comments seemed to bring slightly more tension back to Veroen, though his response was once more that they would never understand.
"Ok, so we can't know what you saw on your little screen or whatever. I've been deceived by the Coven more than once - manipulation is part of their game, you should know that. Let us help you get your revenge, no questions asked. Come back to Haven, talk to Eden, and with your inside knowledge we can formulate a strategy." Her eyes tried to lock into the vampire's once more, showing that she was being sincere in her words. When she wanted to be, Kerrigan could be very persuasive, but she wanted to make sure that he made the choice because it was what he wanted to do. If he was dating Eden, then he knew how great an ally the Hunters could be, when under the right guidance and with the right members.
[[ It was actually 3 classes - Communication Ethics, Public Relations Management and Mass Communication Law, which was 4 hours long in itself. lol
Also, Kerri was never with the Coven (minor detail). When she was turned, they tried to recruit her, but when she said no, she was placed on the traitor list. Like I said, not that important. lol ]] [[LOL oops. i did not know. I'll keep that in mind. sweatdrop ]]
[[Go ahead and post Maku. Don't want you to have to edit again. lol]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 1:48 am
[[ unless he went offline? confused ]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 1:51 am
A smile played across the dark complexion of Marcus. "You're right. Hell, I didn't even know there were screens in the VIP." The man joked as he continued to watch the vampire as things seemed to unfold within the man. Obviously there was something very unsettling that occurred in that VIP lounge. Something that was bad enough to unleash the fury of a hundred plus year vampire into a fit of rage within his own Coven territory. Keeping his arms crossed, Marcus glanced over to Kerrigan in silent contemplation as she spoke to him about his possible options.
What the Hell is going on? I knew something stink'd in that damn club other than vampires. Gotta be something huge. The dark haired hunter thought as he closed his eyes and sighed. While Marcus wished to continue prying information out of the vampire, he knew eventually they might push him too far and into another psychotic fit.
"Heh, that's vampires for you: Manipulating and twisting the world to their own little game..." Marcus muttered as he then pondered on what she said, only to quickly face Kerrigan and add. "No offense, dear." He chuckled a bit, hoping the laugh will brighten the mood of the single eyed vampire.
"Listen. I know you're not gonna listen to us nor will you come with us to Haven and talk to Eden. Truth be told, I wouldn't either. You've just been betrayed by what seemed like family and now you are in the dark. Your life has become upside down." Marcus grunted, recalling his first encounter with the supernatural. "Now you want to be left alone to vent out your anger. Fine. Understood, and forgive us for imposing, but hopefully you understand that we are just here to help and protect those in way. They way you left kinda left not too great an impression in our eyes."
A shrug rose from the Hunter's shoulder as he let his hands unfold from his chest and stuffed his hands into his pockets. Leaning back against the brick wall of the dented building, Marcus continued to study the vampire's behavior, wondering if he was calming down a bit.
"Anywho, now that we establish that we aren't enemies and that you aren't all bloodlust crazy, we'll leave you with a couple of options. Door number one: Say the word and we're gone as long as you aren't planning on feeding on anyone or hurting anyone human tonight. Door number two: We can find a nice bar that isn't vampire infested, like Haven or Demonic Ties, get some nice cold drinks and talk this over between the three of us. Door number three: we duke it out right here and right now. Honestly, I'm thinkin' Door number two, seeing how I really didn't get to finish my drink earlier." A light-hearted smile spread across the Hunter's face as he glanced at Kerrigan, a shrug emanating from his shoulder.
"Either way, the choice is yours. Don't gotta do it exactly like them options presented, but I'd prefer we talk and gain a better understanding of the situation than having a free for all or having you be all miserable by yourself."
((No. Not gone yet. This is my last post for the day though till I get up again. I'll let Miss Kerri do the talking now and have Marcus hang back. *shrugs*
@Arylkia: Boy, dontcha love college? xD Well, take it easy and don't work too hard where your head explodes smile Caio))
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:03 am
Veroen was silent as the two hunters talked him into a calmer state of mind. He pressed his fist under his chin to lean his chin on it, deep in thought. He was now thinking clearer then before, that was for sure.
Then, he began to feel bad for his attitude toward them earlier at Las Noches.
He let out another sigh as he slowly turned toward the two of them with a much, much more calmer expression on his face.
With an expressionless face, he nodded at Maku's suggestion. These two didn't seem so bad now that he was thinking clearer, and now that they seemed to be on better terms with him.
"Alright, a drink sounds good." He said in a much, much more calmer voice.
His face was now expressionless, rather than twisted in anger, and his voice was calmer as well. The only thing that remained was the fact that he was tense, and his eye was still tainted with rage. It was as if it was never going to subside... The void in him had grown substantially because of the traumatic event that occurred only minutes earlier.
[[Night mate, take it easy.
And Arylkia, sorry to hear that. College is indeed difficult to do, especially if you have a full-time job as well.]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:22 am
Rhaegar14 Jack, however, would feel searing pain as the bullets thudded into his shoulder. The bullets were coated in a chemical of Amber's own design, which ignited when exposed to vampiric tissues. It wasn't as effective as UV, but it was significantly cheaper.
((Oh come on, that's after the fact! That's bad RPing, you should have said that before my character reacted.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:32 am
lord-kensington Rhaegar14 Jack, however, would feel searing pain as the bullets thudded into his shoulder. The bullets were coated in a chemical of Amber's own design, which ignited when exposed to vampiric tissues. It wasn't as effective as UV, but it was significantly cheaper.
((Oh come on, that's after the fact! That's bad RPing, you should have said that before my character reacted.)) [[LOL XD]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:47 am
((Damn McFlys! Rhaegar14, edit that out of your post.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 7:37 am
(( Jebus you guys. Get along until I can sort things out and get on later tonight. XD
Why do things always have to happen when my mom gets pissed off and takes my electronics away? crying ))
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 11:48 am
Absanthe
(( Jebus you guys. Get along until I can sort things out and get on later tonight. XD
Why do things always have to happen when my mom gets pissed off and takes my electronics away? crying ))
[[But that's what we ARE doing lol.]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:49 pm
(( Not you, V. XD
Kensington and Rhaegar seemed to be having a disagreement of some sort, no?? ))
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 3:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 3:46 pm
lord-kensington Rhaegar14 Jack, however, would feel searing pain as the bullets thudded into his shoulder. The bullets were coated in a chemical of Amber's own design, which ignited when exposed to vampiric tissues. It wasn't as effective as UV, but it was significantly cheaper.
((Oh come on, that's after the fact! That's bad RPing, you should have said that before my character reacted.)) ((Two things in my defense: 1) I'm not a total freaking noob. I established in a Hunters thread... for which I can get someone to vouch, upon showing them the post... that the weapons were coated in the chemical when she was preparing for this scenario. 2) Also, how the eff's he gonna know? If he could even see the bullets to begin with to tell, he would've had no idea that they weren't ordinary bullets. Therefore, he would've done one of two things: taken cover until he could identify the bullets, or let the bullets thud into him as you did. Besides, it's not like death... it just has an actual effect on vampires. I'd probably have to unload a full clip of those bullets to kill.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 4:10 pm
Nightingale had lost track of her mark, it was on her own time so she strolled the streets, deep in thought as to possible places her mark could have gone. She pursed her lips as she fumbled her thumb over the hilt of her dagger.
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