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 Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:10 am
He hugs back, smiling slightly "I've been here for about a week. I met Yune... But she sems to have disappeared. Looks like we're the new Elders on this turf."
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:14 am
'Yune and Trent are dead, Kinikki. So they recruited me to help with this place. Rumour says that they got killed by hunters. Somehow, I think its connected to the council.. She walked out, and angered them. Trent agreed with her.. And now theyre both dead..'
Shuddering, she shakes her head.
'Somethings going on in the council, thats obvious.'
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:21 am
"Dead? Woah. We must be the next victims.. Damn council, never trusted them." He sighs and places his hand on his hips. "I wondered why I was assigned here... I met Yune before she was... Taken care of... They must have known."
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:27 am
'Were next? What have we ever done to them?'
Putting a hand on her forhead, she sighs.
'Vampires, Demons, Mortals, and now our own kind.'
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:32 am
"The council must be a bit power mad..." He looks up at the sky and sighs "Oh well.. We're here and I'm sure we'll stop any attepts to pick us off... Have you seen the Vampire infestation they have here? It's mad! I met two of them last night... And a Frenchie keeps stalking me... Damn Deathdealers." He steps into the shadows slightly
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:37 am
'You havent intimidated any of them, have you?'
She looks up and down the street, where a few intoxicated mortal folk have gathered.
'The council we'll deal with when the time comes.'
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:46 am
"No.. I bit one tohugh. She put a knife in my back so she deserved it." He slips his shirt off and turns his back to her, showing the scar between his shoulder blades "And we both know how persistant Deathdealers are."
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:49 am
'Ouch.. So you have a deathdealer stalker? And put your shirt back on.'
Mortals who had turned to look, were whistling and whooting.
'You always did create a scene. Deathdealer's are persistant, but sometimes they can be efficient. Be careful.'
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:55 am
Pulls his shirl on while laughing slightly, he blows kisses at the mortals watching then turns back to Xandora "This one isn't. She's too pre occupied with her thoughts. Lycans slip under her nose. And she's French, makes it even worse."
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:58 am
Rolling her eyes and pushing him playfully off the kerb, she shakes her head.
'Romeo. Just dont get cocky with her. You know what Vamp's are like.'
Leaning against the wall of a nearby building, she looks over to him.
'Was it the deathdealer who stabbed you?'
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 7:01 am
Laughs a bit then turns to her "Nah, t'was an Elder." He glances over at the mortals and waves playfully as they walk further down the street
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 7:04 am
Raising an eyebrow, she looks to the mortals, and back to Kinikki.
'Go play with them, if you like.'
Thinking over the fact that he'd attacked anElder, she sighs. Typical of him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 7:07 am
"Naw, I've had my fun already." He winks playfully "And she started on me. The Elder I mean. And another one joined in."
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 7:13 am
'So you bit an Elder, in front of another Vampire, and now a Deathdealer's after you.. Boy, you've had some fun. I guess they havent gotten over the whole dirty blood fued yet.'
As another group of mortals come by, the smell of alcohol apparant again. She keeps an eye on them as they walk past, leaning on the wall for a reason.
'Sometimes, I hate being a Lycan. The smell is too much.'
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 7:14 am
((I know i have posted here before, but i am starting over for the hell of it! Tis just easier considering i thought up a new background for her!))
*A 17 year old female with a strange feeling about her wanders seemingly aimlessly down the dark streets. it was a cloudy night and this strange city was full of strange smells she had never encountered before.
Her clothing was relatively scruffy with the many hardships she had overcome and escaped from. Her black trousers were covered in many different dark-coloured patches and a broken belt held them in place. On her torso was a brown vest top covered with a red netted top and a tatty old black sheepskin jacket. The jacket concealed the tiger shaped scar that ran down her right arm that had never disappeared. On her back was a very patchy rucksac that contained everything she needed to survive in except the hunting knife that had strapped to her right thigh.
Her hair was braided against her head and a midnight blue bandana covered a saphire jewel that was on her forehead. It had been a gift from the male who had made her into the lycan she now is.
Her hazel coloured eyes darted to the many races surrounding her and she paid them no heed as she wandered through the streets taking in every detail with her keen senses.*
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