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 Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 12:30 pm
Nemo shook her head slowly. Then, silent as shadows, she slipped from the room and out of the club. The air on the streets did nothing to ease her racing mind...she passed Fiona and Caerul as they continued their stroll.
"This is ridiculous," she thought bitterly. "They're going to get themselves killed..."
As she crossed into an alleyway and through a condemned firehouse door, her thought finished itself.
"...and I wouldn't mind being the one to kill them....they're dabbling in foolishness, not war."
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 5:47 pm
He led Fiona down the road, and as she expected, he led her to the church.
"Lass, do you want to wait outside or come in. The sun may be coming up soon, so I think you should come in, and hopefully the father will let us stay in for the evening."
He smiled to her, wrapping his arm around her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 6:22 pm
Fiona smiles, and drops her head down a bit to his shoulder, breathing in his scent for a second before responding. "I'll come in, Caerul.." she smiles, and wraps her arm around his chest, enclosing it with her other around his back, and tugs on him a bit, letting one arm drop, and the other to rest on his hipbone, that could clearly be felt through his thin frame.
There were certain parts of him that comforted her, made her feel as if she needed not to defend herself, that she was completely enclosed... his chest.. his eyes.. his smile.. his hands.. and yes.. for some odd reason, his hips. She gives him a gentle little tug towards the door, and slowly begins to walk into the church with her partner
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 7:14 pm
Jack stepped out of the club and lit up a cigarette. He thought about Johnny's silence, it bothered him, but he knew thats just how he gets in deep thought. He figured hed meet up with the next night. For now he would find an abandoned warehouse to sleep in for the day. He thought to himself as he walked through the cool night air, anticipation for the battle with the Sabbot raced in him. "Well, better get going, Ill see you tomorrow Skulls."
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 10:32 pm
He steps inside with her, the father was already sitting in a pew near the confessional, he somehow always knew when Caerul was at the door. Caerul smiled to the elderly man, and broke away from his partner, moving swiftly up the the large crucifix in the front of the church. He knelt down before the statue and began to pray. The languages switched, from English, to Celtic, to a bit of Latin prayers. There was one light, and it seemed to zero in like a spotlight onto Caerul's kneeling figure. He stayed kneeling for several minutes, praying softely.
"I numine patri, et fili, in spiritus sancti. Amen."
he stood up, and moved over to the confessional, ready to confess of the evils he had commited merely by still being "alive" to the kind eyes priest in a town that was of the verge of war.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 11:10 pm
Fiona lowers her head while Caerul prays, and moves gently to the pews, her sweeping movements seemingly uninterrupted, and her eyes fall to her hands.
The right hand lay grasped in her left, twisting the ring on her hand around in circles, her mind swimming with thoughts. It would come soon, the time for her to fight, time for Caerul to fight. She looked around the church, and prayed aloud that no war would come here.
Her turquiose eyes search the church knowingly, and rest on the stained glass, watching the light reflecting from it, her eyes tracing every reflection to it's resting place on the floor as if it were the only thing that mattered in the world. Her small, graceful hands move up in front of her face to grasp at a few strains which floated in front of her face, in a small, airy movement
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 7:54 pm
Jack walks slowly through the night, his icey eyes wondering around, scanning the area, he didnt want to be caught unaware by any enimies that might be stalking him. He walks by the church that Cearul and Fiona seem to be so fond of. He could not understand what was with Cearuls faith, what makes him believe that this God, if he even exists, could give a ******** about him, they were the damned, God turned his back on there kind since Cain. He looked up at the stained glass window then up further at the cross, then uses his selarity to speed up to the top of the steeple. There, on the cross, he kneeled on the bar, wrapping his arm around the top of the cross, gripping onto it. He began to scan around the area, looking for a good, abandoned building for him to stay in for the day. He then saw Cearul and Fiona walk out of the church, arm in arm.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 9:13 pm
Caerul was in the confessional when they heard it. The father alerted Caerul to the sounds of feet of the roof. Caerul hadn't heard it, but somehow the father always knew...always. He excused himself from the booth in order to get fiona and check out the disturbance outside. They had to be quick though, the sun was soon to rise. Caerul and Fiona had walked out, arm in arm, and turned, looking up to the steeple to see Jack looking down at them already.
Caerul called up to him "Hey, boyo! Get the ******** off o'that. The sun's comin' up, you'll be the first to burn. C'mon, there are rooms in the basement the father lets us use, it'll be a safe place until tomarrow night."
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 9:32 pm
Fiona smiles her comforting smile up at him, and cocks her head slightly to the side, motioning for him to come down. Why he had decided to climb up onto the cross was beyond her, but she ignored it for now, with a slight shake of her head, she spoke, her gentle voice calling up to him from the ground. "C'mon, we'll all be fine 'till mornin'"
Her eyes were light and thoughtful as her arm rested in Caerul's. Waiting for Jack to join them, she raises a hand to fluff her hair, and straighten her outfit a bit. It had fallen off center, and had been bothering her
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 8:57 pm
Jack listened to Cearul and Fiona from the steeple, but he wasnt sure if he should go with them, churches wernt the place for him. Jack thought to himself. He used his selerity to once again to speed down off the roof of the church. "Yea....I guess I can stay with you two. I was just looking for a warehouse to stay in." His eyes scanned the two of them. "I appreciate it"
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 10:09 am
Caerul smiled warmly and entered into the church.
"Thank the father, he's the one who knew you were there. we'll be safe here for the day, we always are. Caine may have been cursed by our Lord, and we may share in that curse, but ours is a forgivin' God."
He led them into the church towards the fatehr, who just opened the basement door, smiling, allowing them safe passage away from the soon rising sun.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 11:53 am
Fiona gives a bow to the father as she passes, and smiles. "Thank you, father, once again" looking back at Caerul, she enters the basement, and steps back from the doorway, waiting for the other two to enter. Her eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness, and she smiled around the room, eyes passing over everything, and finally, as always, resting on Caerul
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 9:48 pm
"We will resume tomorrow."
She spoke before anyone else, as she rubbed her head as it throbbed with thoughts and questions. She got up and left from the club, letting her ghouls finish up. She knew Drake would follow along, as she got in her car and sat there. Once she was in the privacy of th ecar, she broke down.
"What am I getting myself into? I barely know half of the things that are going on. I need guidance... I need help...."
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 3:23 pm
He led the two down into the basement, into a dark, secluded area with half a dozen cots laying about. Caerul took the one that looked the most used and sat down, removing the broadsword from his waist and leaning it against a spot on the sot which looked as if the same sword leaned there every night.
He looked over to Jack. "You aren't a God-fearing man, are you lad?"
As he spoke, the wooden cross hanging aroun his neck fell out as he took off the button down shirt he was wearing.
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 3:58 pm
Fiona sighs and heads to the corner to dress down, pulling her shirt over her head to reveal a tight fitting cotton cami, and removing her pants , her back turned to Jack as she did so. She reached for a pair of looser fitting pants which lay on a threadbare chair in the corner, and turns them over in her hands, checking for spiders warily, befor slipping them on.
She emerges, very much dressed down from the former tightened corset and form-fitting, high fashion pants. She hums softly to herself in a melodic, sorrowful tune as she pulls her hair out, and lays in the cot closest to Caerul, smiling gently at him, and watching Jack for his response
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