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 Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 4:25 pm
~Quinn Mae2~ He slowly slipped, his vision swimming. He looked up at her with what little clarity he had. "Take me...with you...to her..." was all he managed before his head slowly lulled to the side, a key with an address attatched to it falling out of his palm. is how it read.
((open invite to share my apartment and take me there sweatdrop ))"To who? Nekko? I dont know where she is, or what happened...." Nox then noticed the key that had droped *picks it up..and reads the note and adress*..hmm....
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 9:33 pm
A small black dragon flys over the junkyard and lands just outside the door as Kuro comes out "Did you find out anything?" the dragon just shakes its head "Well it is time for an assassin to be born" the dragon just disappears and Kuro walks out of the junkyard with only his guns in thier holsters and his throwing knives
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 10:00 pm
He walks back into the junkyard "Wel that was just pointless"
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 8:59 pm
He enters his workshop and goes over to his desk and sits down in the old office chair "I must come up with an idea" he thinks long and hard "I need the vampire to trust me but I also must contribute a bit into things" he then remembers something that would be perfect "Now I ,must find the vampire elders"
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 9:50 pm
He exits his workshop and then walks out of the junkyard
((to the city))
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:27 pm
Fate dropped into the Junkyard looking for a useable vehicle, her bike had been destroyed in the fire that claimed her people. She sorted amid the rubble ad looked for a motorcycle she could use.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 7:44 pm
Ashtar rose from shadow into the junkyard, looking around at, sniffing the air. "He was here, Asmodai. Collecting junk...days ago. Perhaps he'll come back again."
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:00 pm
A bored look on his grey face, Shadow Anarch strode through the junkyard, his hands in his coat pockets. Having never actually been in this part of the city before, he was mildly curious, as well as searching for some potenial sanctuary from the ill wills still being harbored from the recently ended rebellion.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:01 pm
Hearing the approaching demon, he melded into the shadows against a junk pile.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:10 pm
Walking towards one particular scrap pile, the demon slowed his walk, sensing something in the shadows within. As he began to pass the heap he began to discretely unbutton his long black coat, preparing himself for whatever was there (as something surely was). His eyes shown with a familiar glow, though it was more anxiety now, rather than eagerness, that made those venomous green orbs shine so.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:15 pm
"Can everyone sense a shadow walker?" He stepped out of the shadows, staring at the anxious demon. "Although, I'd expect that...from another shadow demon."
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:23 pm
"Indeed...." answered Shadow quietly, stopping and turning slightly as the other demon spoke. Looking at the fellow child of the dark, he realized that he looked very similar to another he knew. In fact, Shadow thought, besides a few differences in color and wardrobe, he was almost identical.
His suspicions rising, Shadow stood there and scrutinized the demon for a few moments, hesitating to speak again.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:25 pm
He chuckled. "You recognize this form. By your hesitation to attack, I assume you are a friend of his...Asmodai."
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:30 pm
"What of him...?"
Shadow removed his hands from his coat pockets, readying himself, as this one was quite obviously raring for a fight.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:32 pm
"Is everyone in this city dense and untrusting of their instincts?" He chuckled, his red eyes dark, as though absorbing everything.
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