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 Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 11:02 pm
Krii'Ouse climbed up the ladder from Haven, and started towards the bar, coughing a little, covering his mouth. Reaching the bar, he hailed Hunter. 'Hey, hunter.I'm parched, lemme getan IBC,eh?' Hunter complied.
'Are ye feeling arright, lad? Ye seem to be coughin' a lot lately.'Hunter asked.
'Nah,I'm fine, Hunter. Thanks for askin'.' Krii'Ouse put the tab of the bottle to hisleft arm, and twisted against his skin, opening the bottle. He sipped from the bottle, and cvered his mouth, coughing a little harder. 'It's just a little cold or something. I'm fine.'
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:33 am
Skiaska had yet to find Sethe. Tokeru had said something about disease... Ski had just climbed the last rung when she saw Sethe. She practically ran to him. "Sethe!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 4:09 pm
The filter mask was still on her mouth when she coughed. She shrugged it off. Until she coughed again. She rubbed her throat, wondering why it hurt so much... With a soft hack, she felt something slide down, through the filters of the mask. She looked at her hand as the liquid slid onto it. Ski's eyes widened when she saw blood. "What the-?!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 2:41 pm
OOC: Oops...lol...
IC:
Krii'Ouse looked at Skiaska as she ran up to him. He sipped his IBC, wondering why she had a mask on. 'What's---' He started to cough violently, his throat burning allthe way down. He coughed and coughed, and leaned over and held his abdomen in desperation. After thirty seconds of coughing, he coughed up blood, and kept on coughing.
More blood shot from his throat, and pain swept over his body. His mind lost consciousness, and his body fell limp to the floor, to the right of the blood. His bodycontinued to cough for another few seconds, but finally stopped. His breathihng slowed to a very dangerously laboured breathing.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:16 pm
Skiaska watched as Sethe fell. "I-infected...!" She coughed a few more times, her limbs feelign weaker each second. "Tokeru..." With a labored grunt, she hefted Sethe in a fireman's carry and limped to the garage, where she put Sethe, laying down, in her jeep and started it up. With a slam ont he gas, she tore out, going to the chapterhouse.
((Exit to Chapterhouse))
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 8:09 pm
Sabrina slowly walked into Hunter's for the second time tonight. sitting down on her normal torn black leather stool infront of the bar. She sighed as the bar tender came up to her" normal" she simply said as she waited for the icetea to be slid down the bar" boy Iam going to be awake tonight" she said under her breath as she caught the glass.
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 10:36 pm
Soon finishing her drink and slidining it back to the bartender. She makes her way through the dancing bodies. Over to the entrence to the Hunters headquarters. she waves to the guards as they nodded for her to head in, but quickly explained the situation inside. She nodded to them as she entered HQ grabbing a mask as she enters.
[cut to HQ]
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 12:25 am
Kuro Yami Out of no where a male human hunters body fades outside the entrance near the bouncers feet, on his cheek is the ying yang symbol and poking out of his neck is a throwing knife which has the words Kuro Shi written on it ((Ok fine then, ignore the fact that one of your hunters has been murdered))
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 11:27 am
((Ku-Ku, how many times have you tried this?))
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 4:45 pm
Skiaska moved through the bar, but int he shadows. No one knew she was there, and she moved down the ladder rungs. She descended itno Haven with the silence of a cat... stalking it's prey.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 3:56 pm
Bo looked at the text msg on her cell phone. She stood in front of the address in her message, it was some kind of club. 'Hunter's' seemed like the sort of place she'd like. The music thumped against her body like a soft mallet as she neared the entrance. With her senses keen tonight she threw her awareness around her like a net, searching for any signs of "others". She felt a few singatures from the inside of the club but nothing menancing. As she approached the line waiting to get into the club, she noticed how much security there really was around the place. She looked at the entrance of the club. "UV lamps, very nice..." she thought. "At least I know I'm not going to be surrounded by deaders in there."
She adjusted her black mesh thigh-high trenchcoat, making sure she didn't leave weapons in the inner lining, that wouldn't be too bad. This city had blades over 5-inches long illegal, that still leaves enough to finish business with. She wore a black and red raver top with the sleaves slit down the sides and a short black skirt. The skirt hid a holster where she liked to hide her gun. Her hair was put up in China doll fashion with 2 obsidian stilleto needles with garnets and austrian crystal beads hanging from the edges. She carried her red satin Coach purse and made sure everyone could see it. It was like a "let me in now" card. She wanted everyone to see she had money and wasn't afraid to spend it. If they saw money, they wouldn't look for much else; if they did the height of the skirt would distract them from it.
She walked straight up to the door man and smiled on of her sweetest smiles. SHe opened her trench to make sure he saw the skirt and the rip on the raver blouse that went from her neckline all the way down to her belly-button. Bo whispers to the door man pushing some power behind her breath, "I believe I am expected. Bo's me name. C'na Lady of influence come in? Or do I haft te do something special for you?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 9:53 pm
Bridget and Sanchez entered the Hunter's Club and immediately searched for an empty booth or corner table and moved in that direction. They sat down and adjusted thier weapons and got the waitress attention and she came over. "Two
Hunter's special and two beers(XXX)." said Sanchez and he smiled at Bridget..
"What?..." I think we should splurge; we did good today and saved some lives."
Bridget wry smile told Sanchez that she had no arguments with what he said. The only thing that bothered her was the smoke from the "cancer stick" users; HELL if
you were going to do it go for the gusto and she pulled out two Cigars(Cuban Royals) and handed one to Sanchez(they lit up the cigars). Bridget considered smoking a good cigar a treat for special occasions....Sanchez enjoyed a good cigar whenever he could get some.
After 20 minutes the waitress brought over thier order slathered with cooked
onions and steak sauce with two cold ones. Though they were having a great time
the box they had recovered was right between them and they were to professional
let it out of thier sight. They spent the next 2 hours just chillin out and enjoying the ambiance. "Guess it's time to deal with our Mr. Symthe" ...they payed the tab
and left the waitress a fifty dollar tip and left the bar. "Let's go home."
(Residential District HO ----> wink
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 5:08 pm
Pounding music hit her like a physical blow as Aria stepped past the bouncer at the door and into the club. Instinctually wanting to slow down at the sudden increase of music and noise, she forced herself to keep going --she'd only block the entryway, and the people behind her wouldn't be too happy about that.
Slipping through the crowd, doing her best not to shove or shoulder people out of her way, Aria made her way to one of the bars. She wasn't actually planning on ordering anything, she just wanted to know where to find the owner of the place; she hoped to be out of this chaos as soon as possible. She just wasn't in the mood for this place tonight.
A short wait at the bar earned her the attentions of one of the barkeeps there, and he waved towards one corner of the large room, with a vague 'Hunter tends to keep to over there...' and a quick description of the man she was looking for. Resigning herself to the fact that she'd need to ask perfect strangers 'Excuse me, but are you Hunter?', Aria wormed her way in the direction the busy waitor had pointed out.
Luckily, though, Hunter was fairly easy to find. Pushing to the back of the crowds around the dance floor's edges, Aria couldn't help but glance in the shadowed corner table by habit, and was surprised to see a lone man sitting there all by himself --the building was packed, and he got the whole thing? And then, someone came up to the table, spoke briefly with the guy, and then strode away purposely.
Might as well start with this one... Aria thought to herself as she approached, fairly certain her guess would be correct.
"Excuse me, but are you Hunter?" she asked, coming to a stop before his table. She decided on letting her mouth curve upwards in a friendly smile --no need to be all grim at him.
The man, who'd been watching her saunter nearer, smiled in return, and nodded, saying, "I am --can I help you?"
Aria took a shallow breath, a deep one being too conspicuous, and slid into the booth beside Hunter, but keeping a respectful distance away. Not losing her conversational tone, she replied bluntly, "I am a hunter from Chicago --perhaps you might remember an email I sent you? I am Aryenne Castelle."
She wondered briefly if he might demand some form of ID, but that thought was quickly abandoned as Hunter stuck out a hand to shake and said, "Yes, I do recall you...welcome! I'm afraid I'm waiting for some people right now, but I'll have someone give you a quick tour of Haven."
So saying, he beckoned to someone hidden in the crowd of people nearby, and a young woman only a year or two more than Aria's own age appeared.
"Yes, sir?" she asked smartly, stopping with an almost military precision in front of them. Hunter gestured to Aria.
"Rache, this is a new hunter, just moved in from Chicago. Aryenne, this is Rache; she'll show you how to get into Haven and the basic layout."
Sliding out of her seat, Aria nodded politely at Rache, smiling her greeting.
"Alright; thank you, Hunter."
"No problem, Aryenne. Welcome to Haven."
And so saying, Aria followed Rache into the storage room and down the trapdoor, to the new hub of her secret life.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 6:38 pm
Krii'Ouse climbs up from Haven, and walked into Hunter's. He walked up to the bar, and ordered a root beer. Paying Hunter, he heads for the door, sipping the bottle. He looks behind him, waiting for Skiaska to follow after him as he heads for the garage slowly.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 2:57 pm
Skiaska slipped up and walked up ot Hunter, grabbing herself a bottle of root beer as well. She felt a flash of longing when she saw the glasses of brandy, but stopped. Hiatus on drink... Right. She paid and, remembering a joke he had made her first days, spoke in a kind of country accent. "Thank ya kindly, sir." Skiaska popped off the top and sipped it while walking after Sethe.
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