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 Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 11:48 pm
Alethea found herself wandering in the same direction as that nightmare. Although her senses were totally obliterated by her thinking processes & the music that seeped from the headphones & blared her hearing to deaf. Her eyes scanned the building & streets, settling to a dim turquoise as her mind envelops in her imagination.
As her steps become more & more lithe, a certain rugged & attractive scent, sweeps her back into reality but as soon as her brain registers, he turns the corner and her eyes go wide, "Ligato...that WAS his name!" and she finds herself staring dead straight at him. Her once dull eyes, glimmering to a brighter sea green intensity.
The music is tuned out & all in her mind, is the intense anger she had felt before with him and she steps back in retort of the idea of him being anywhere near her at this point and time in her life.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 11:53 pm
He pin pointed the scent back to this frail looking woman in front of him but he wasn't sure if that was her name. He sucked at names. "Who are you again, you're very familiar but i can't quite put a name to your face." He was a bit concerned about the name she called out he and he blatantly ignored it. For some reason she was angry at him though that was fore sure. He could feel her entire aura and scent change as she looked at him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 12:03 am
Alethea had flinched at his presence but as soon as he didn't remember who she was, she had growled lightly, "Ya know ligato. Go ******** yourself - You half-brained twit." she skips out on his question, ignoring the fact that he wanted an answer and turned away, buffing her shoulders in irritation that HE above all people should remember.
Without further adieu, she begins on her tyrant stomp away but then decides with a demonic grin to agitate him & shrugs her shoulders, as he hadn't existed once ( almost hoping he didn't remember ) and shoves past his shoulder with hers & only glares off to the side as she passes by this moron.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 11:59 am
"Not by the first look but after seeing a death dealer helping a lycan, I see what you mean," He looked at Shinigami, and continued walking. "So, fill me in." He sat down on a bench outside a small park.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 4:11 pm
he slowely came to his sences, feeling the familiar pain in his chest were the bullet hit him. He noticed he still wasnt dead yet which means that whoever it was that awoke him wasnt trying to kill him, that surprised him. he started to come back to reality, he tasted a strange tast in his mouth..... blood maybe? next his smell came back to him.... strange, who are these people I havent smelled anything like them. he began to move, making himself sit up. he put his palm on his forehead, he was still feeling very dizzy.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 8:14 pm
Kalan jogged around a corner, turning onto yet another even emptier street. She had passed the busiest parts of the city by far now, and was finding the roads harder to navigate. She skidded to a stop again after running three blocks. "Oh come on.." Reaching into her coat pocket, she pulled out a piece of paper. The parchment was roughly tattered, and creases had been worn in from folding and unfolding it many times. She flicked it open, glancing to the map of the city and then reading the names of the signs around her.
The scent of vampires kept her closely aware of her surroundings even when checking the street signs. One right turn and then a left would bring her to the subway entrance, her goal. The girl tucked the paper back into an inside pocket of her coat and walked down the street. The cold nipping at her warm cheeks made them flush. A light contrast to her pale skin. Kalan had always come across as rather frail, seeming to be a sickly child. Even to this day she had retained the pale skin and fragile look of one bedridden, although she was in fact quite fit. Long, straight, blond locks fell lightly over her shoulders braided on one side behind her ear. The black silky ribbon tying it in place drifted with the passing breezes, following suit with her long coat which brushed her thighs even when buttoned all the way up. Her blue eyes roamed slowly over the streets as she passed a club. It was loud inside, and the bitter smell of the harder drinks inside drifted all about the street. She rushed passed it covering her nose and tilting her head down.
She mumbled to herself, while trying to remember the names and locations. "Why are there so many clubs in this city? Can there really be that many people still willing to risk coming out this late?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 8:37 pm
Daiguren_Hyourinmaru "Not by the first look but after seeing a death dealer helping a lycan, I see what you mean," He looked at Shinigami, and continued walking. "So, fill me in." He sat down on a bench outside a small park.
Shinigami stood next to the bench that Daiguren sat on, and thought for a moment.
"Well, our master has a plan for this city, though he will not tell me what it is. My only orders are to collect data on all of the immortals within the city, by reading their soul, which can be done by us hellions with a simple touch to their body. He would not tell me more, however. I know not what he means to do, I can only imagine." As he said this, he pictured the city in dark, endless flames, wondering what Lucifer had in store for the city.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 10:50 pm
It was strange to sense the city being so alive at this hour, seeing as she hadn't sensed the presences of so many supernatural beings at once in a long time. It was comforting to know that she was not alone on this chilly night, though she knew she would not find any friends lurking on the dark streets...it seemed as if she hadn't many left these days.
Exhaling a long puff of smoke she stopped in her tracks, suddenly aware of a very dark presence somewhere close by. Extremely peculiar, she thought, for something so seemingly evil to be out in the city. She reasoned it was just another demon, recalling how sinister they seemed to be upon her first encounters with them. Not Neko, though, Alexz thought sadly, remembering the friend she had tried to kill because of the diamond. She winced, the pain in her stomach where it once residing returning as a reminder.
She continued on.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 8:22 am
"He's most likely bored. When I left he seemed very very bored," He replied to Shinigami. He looked around, "So do you know the status's of the other immortal races, the leaders and how the well organized they are?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 11:21 pm
Meredith burst into the city, wanting to pursue Veroen at top speed but she knew that speed did not play a factor into this because Veroen was not running from her, he was travelling through the shadows to get away from her. He could manifest anywhere the shadows were, anywhere the void had reign over. It was a completely open board of battle ship and there was only one peg you could hit and each turn that peg was allowed to be moved which made it exceedingly difficult because there were tons of guesses and it was free to move where ever it wished. Instead of running around like a chicken with her head cut off she stopped for a moment and all the adrenaline that'd rushed into her pounded against the insides of her all at once. She really wanted to burst into a sprint after him but there was no point until she decided a destination or picked up a trail. Instead of doing either she decided, ineffectively to call out at the top of her lungs, even cupping her hands around her lips as she did so, "VEROEN!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 11:36 am
Alexz stopped midstep, catching the name of the Vampire who had stirred trouble in Las Noches as it was shouted by his significant other. She knew that if he were to appear nearby, it would mean trouble, and she was in no mood for a fight, though the dark pit in her mind begged to differ. Vanishing in the wind she escaped to where she felt she was safest, though it was obviously not the case considering it was a public place frequented by humans and other creatures of the night.
((Exit back to Las Noches.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 12:49 pm
The sound of a revving engine and techno echoed down the street, as a jet black 2009 Corvette Stingray tore down the street. The black wonder slid into an alley, and slid into a parking garage. Emerging from the car was a man wearing black tripp multibelt pants, a black belted vest, under a black belted, hooded trench coat, with a pair of steel toed, plated ground stompers, with a cowl rising from the vest, covering his lower face, and a pair of red mirrored sunglasses on.
The black figure stepped out of the parking garage, and began wandering the streets. He pulled the cowl down, pulled out a cigarette, and lit the cigarette. The figure shook his head under the shadow of his hood. 'I didn't have a choice...' the voice of the man echoed from his hood. 'God damn it...'
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 1:55 pm
As she walked through the city, Jessara Smith looked for the high school, but soon found herself getting lost. Why does New York have to be so big? she wondered as she crossed her arms, getting slightly scared. Forcing herself to stop being scared, she reminded herself that she was a Lycan and that she could take care of herself. Besides, I'm seventeen years old, for God's sake, she thought as she stopped on the sidewalk and looked around at all the buildings.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 6:40 pm
As Peter turned around.. Amber was gone..
'where?'
It doesn't matter. Let's find him. Your friend well be around the city soon. I can feel his hole of a heart.
'Leave Nathen alone!'
Quiet, we need someone that owes us in the coven. And what a better friend then him.. We'll check up at Demonic Ties first.. that seems like his place.
(exit to Demonic Ties)
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 9:13 pm
 Alethea found herself tracking after this mystery man.
After those terrible moments at the bar, she knew within her soul, 'This psychic s**t HAS to stop...'. The only thing that really hinted to his existence in this area of town, is that same corvette that she saw whip out of the garage.
Her transportation was her legs, they were a bit muscular but thick from her constant running. Not as if she hated it - it was her favorite pastime. It was the best way to sooth her anger & adrenaline.
After the revving quite she snuffed in irritation of trying to find him, "Noow....where is he?" she asked herself aloud as she turned corners and clicked her way down the street with her leather hooded jacket, flapping in the passing breeze. Her black leather heels snapped against the concrete with her devil-red toes peeking out to play from the open-toe front. Her grey, faded stretch pants moved with each contour of her legs from the skinny leg design on them. A black halter top didn't cover much, stopping right below her belly button; that is why she kept her leather jacket on - this entire outfit had been worn in favor of a good night; which it wasn't.
Continuing on her search, she didn't know his name....or wait, 'Was it Krii'Ouse..?' her mind whispered in remembering Kerri's introduction of him and then cupped her red crimson lips, "Krii'Ouse? Hello?? You there?" her voice echoed off the dark alleys smoothly, hoping to reach his ears.
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