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 Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 4:22 pm
There was commotion. Not much, but enough to stir the paranoid Gangrel from his slumber. Caerul rose from his cot, and saw both ward and Jack's cot empty.
"Where did those idiots go..." he grumbled to himself in his groggy state.
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 6:56 pm
Jack heard Cearul grumble something, but he understood. "Relax gangrel, Im over here, I was helping myself to some blood." He looked over to him and smirked.
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 7:58 pm
Fiona did not awaken with the disturbance made by ward and Jack, but did seem a bit disturbed by the sudden and unexplained movement of Caerul's body. She gave a little sound of distress in her sleep, and groped at the air around her cot. Her lip twitched a bit, and she curled her body up a bit tighter, giving some inaudible mumbles, still asleep, before her groping hand dropped to her own shoulder
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 5:17 am
Don't fret, animal-kin, I'm still here. Ward shook his head and smirked. This Gangrel was obviously one paranoid son of a b***h. Rubbing the back of his neck, Ward yawned again and did a little circuit around his cot a few times. He couldn't think of anything that needed doing in that space in time, at least nothing that could be done here.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 6:20 am
"Allright, this is insane."
With those words, Nemo stood again and walked to her gun collection. It took her less than five minutes to make sure it was all there....too short a time to resign herself to sleep. She looked at her clock...5:30. The sun would be down soon, but not soon enough. She had never had a night this bad, waking up every twenty minutes because she was scared. Pft. Scared! Scared....
'Yeah,' She thought...'Really ******** scared this time.'
With a sigh, she dressed into black leather pants, boots, and a simple black longsleeved shirt. She threw on a black leather trenchcoat, even though she was inside...somehow, it made her feel better. It calmed her nerves....'Yeah, nerves which shouldn't even needed to be calmed.'
She needed someone, she decided. She needed someone fast.
What the hell was happening to her?
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 9:55 am
He looked over to the clock...not even sundown yet.
"What the ******** are you two doing up. Sun isn't even down. You move, I think something's going on to endanger the church and yer just standing around."
He moved back to his cot, sitting down, obviously tired and pretty grumpy.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 11:04 am
Ah, didn't get your nightly crunchy, meaty goodness, did you? Ward grins knowingly. Couldn't sleep. Bloody warms making me lie there and stare at the ceiling, with their incessant, infernalistic chanting...
(Argh, evil block... >_>)
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 3:18 pm
Jack smiled at Cearul, staring at him through the darkness in the room. "I dont know, somthing woke me up...Im not sure what but I feel somthings just not right. s**t, Im sure even the Malkavian felt it. Somethin ******** is goin on." His smirk then went to a stern, focused look, he just stared and tried to feel around him, maybe his vampiric instincs could pick up on the strangness that he felt.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 3:52 pm
She stood before her full length mirror and tied her hair back after brushing it obssesively. A smile crept at her lips.
'Maybe....' She thought. 'Juuust maybe....'
She unlocked the upper compartment of the gun cabinet....
"Damn."
There was no alcohol.
She sighed. Her hands picked up the brush to put it on her nightstand, then she dropped it five seconds later because her long fingers were shaking so damned much. The wolf inside her stirred and howled in fear and deep, deep, lonliness....this came out in the form of a tear. The first one she had cried in god knows how long. Something was wrong with her and she needed to find out what before it made her completley useless to anyone...she needed to find out before it killed her.
'WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME?'
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 4:14 pm
Hmm... all I feel is the grin of Malkav on me... if you could possibly enlighten me, even vaguely, I may just be able to pluck out some idea of what it is you see in this dark... Ward looked at Jack, head slightly tilted and a raised brow. He was interested to know just what it was the knuckle-dragger could make out.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 5:06 pm
"Im not even sure...somthing just doesnt feel right, like a feeling of somthing impending on us. ******** it, whatever...It might just be the lack of sleep, or the natural feeling of the fact that the suns still up." Jack sat there just trying to feel what was going on. He knew somthing just wasnt right, if only he could figure out what.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 8:06 am
Fiona rolls over, and sits up slowly, brushing her hair from where it hung in her eyes, and jumps a bit, startled to see everyone already awake and standing about the room this early. "What the.." her voice is groggy, and she takes a hairtie from her wrist, throwing her hair up into a sultry messy bun.
"What are we all doing awake...?" she looks around, and her eyes rest on Caerul, who was now behind her from the way she had turned her body to look around the room
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 5:57 pm
I am unsure, young lady. The knu- Brujah feels something, I was awoken by irritating infernalistic chanting from above and dear animal-kin was stirred by the fact that we were up and about. Ward looked over at Fiona and smiled a little at her, then starting staring at the ceiling again, a look of complete sadism on his face, as if he were about to jump and start beating and clawing at the roof.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 8:56 pm
"That 'infernalistic chanting' is the voice of souls giving themselves to their faith." He was still obviously very grumpy.
"Jack, of course you feel somethin' impending...we're at war. Every night back home, during the war I felt it. Never knowing if you'll make it to mornin' or if you'll e'r see yer loved ones again, assuming you have any at this point."
He just smiled to Fiona, of course still grumpy, but it was alleviated, if only for a moment, when he looked to her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 2:37 pm
Heh. Faith... Ward grinned, The big, bearded man up in the sky hates us, he does. Of course, warms still have something of their divine bullshit to cling to. The Bible lies, I tell you. The only truth is the cursing of ol' Caine and Abel dying. Why anyone would want to give up a piece of themselves to such a violent and revenge-bent god was beyond the Malkavian, but it was beyond him in life, too. The concept just didn't make sense.
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