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 Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 4:07 pm
"The only reason our Lord would hate any of us is if we were to first deny Him."
Caerul's voice was laced with anger.
"And though maybe not everything in the Bible is true, that doesn't mean it isnt moving or beautiful."
He sat back up at this point.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 6:14 pm
Jack rolled his eyes and stepped inbetween the two kindred. "Ok, Cearul, Ward both of you chill the ******** out. I have been trying my best to keep my mouth shut for the past 3 days and try to get along, the last thing we need here is a ******** fight on religion, so both of you keep your comments to yourselves, or am I gonna have to seperate you like childeren?" Jack took a deep breath, this remided him of the squabbles the anarchs back in New York City used to have, he always had to play daddy to stop them from ripping each others heads off. "Well thanks for the info Cearul, Im guessin that all this is is the feeling of impending war. We still have a few hours left till sunset, lets just go back to sleep till then." Jack sat back down against the wall and shut his eyes, but he knew sleep would not come to him, not with this feeling on him.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 1:26 pm
Ward sat back on his cot with a wide grin on his face, although it quickly subsided when he gave a second thought to the Brujah's interceding. Bloody knuckle-draggers... always lording it over us other clans because they think they're so high and ******** mighty... well, at least he's not Toreador, otherwise I might just have had to quiet him for good. I hope the blazing lightener gets him. Oh, to see him a little pile on the pavement...
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 3:15 pm
Fiona bared her fangs a bit at the comments towards Caerul's faith, and glares, her normally beautiful, innocent eyes taking on a agressive, protective appearance, gleaming almost murderously. She reaches out for Caerul's hand on instinct, her fingers slipping into his. It was something she always did, almost without thought. At points, she would look down, and find her hand suddenly in his, startled, but suddenly aware of why the comfort had come to her.
"It's early, and we're a halfassed group if I've ever seen one, so let's play nice, alright?" her voice had a slightly irritated tone to it, and she sighs, looking up at Jack, a playful, smiling gleam in her eyes that showed a slight amusement at his paternal words.
She looks around, and gives a gentle smile to Caerul before groaning and dropping back down into a laying positiong, her head on Caerul's knee. She mumbled something about childish bickering, and looked up at him, her eyes bright and smiling.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 8:30 pm
Caerul angrily glanced at Ward once more, but then looked down to Fiona, and smiled.
"Fine, I'm going back to sleep until sundown. I suggest you do the same, we need to be at our best.
He lifted Fiona's head and gently placed it back in her cot and layed down in his own cot.
"Just stay down here until we're all ready. The father may not like all this company."
He quickly drifted back to sleep, after softely mumbling something that resembled "********' ********..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 8:41 pm
Jack watched the rest of them lay down, he wasnt about to sleep. This was becoming an irritance, he didnt want to have to end up playing the peacekeeper for this group, that seemed to be more like Caeruls job. He layed his head back against the wall and took another swig of the bottle of blood he found in the fridge.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 7:06 am
Fiona smiled gently and snuggled into her cot, curling into a fetal position once more. Her mouth twitchted into a small smile when she heard Caerul mumbling, and spoke softly "Oh be nice, we're only around them for a while"
Her eyes remained closed, but she reached out and stroked his shoulder breifly before letting her hand drop, and drifting back to sleep
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 7:03 am
Dark blue eyes fluttered awake. It was a new night. Angelo rolled his head toward the window. It had black out curtains but he had placed a blanket acrossed it for added protection. "I'm gonna have to find a new place." Angelo moaned as he rolled off the other side of the bed and headed for the bathroom. Quickly, he took a shower, brushed his teeth, and got dressed. The sun had only just set so it was still a bit too bright to go out so he ordered room service instead.
After roughly 15 mins. a young man, 25 if he was lucky, came to the door with a tray carrying very rare steak and a bottle of red wine. Angelo looked the lad up and down before deciding that he wasn't to his liking. So he tipped the kid and poked at the steak. Angelo tried to remember a time when this steak would have been tempting to him but retrieving memories of the man he was before was useless. Everything sort of ran together and details faded. He covered the steak again and openned the bottle of wine instead. It was a robust 8 year old red. It didn't sustain his craving but he sipped the wine and sat down in one of the armchairs in the room. He would leave in 45 mins.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 5:02 pm
((MMkay, so I'm back, and I'm going to just go ahead and set this bloody sun, if that's okay... biggrin ))
Nemo sighed in delight as she realized the sun was finally down. She made sure everything in the firehouse was as she liked it, then her eyes drifted to the unused beds in the windowless back room off of the kitchen area. If only she had embraced Will when she had half the mind to do it...She shook her head sharply and walked out the door, her heels clicking in an ominous, rather inviting way as she began to stroll languidly down the street, a warm smile coming to her cold lips as she passed the church.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 7:37 pm
He rose at sundown. For the night at least, as opposed the earlier in the day. He got up, and put his shirt back on, strapping the broadsword to his waist once more.
"Hey, Ward, Jack, you guys awake still?"
He looked over to Fiona, not daring disturb her.
"We gotta get ready to go."
He walked around, looking for them.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 6:17 am
Even as she sat down on a bench, she still wondered. Yesterday, after all, had been rough. For the first time she had considered moving on again, leaving San Diego and just going until she couldn't anymore. As it was, the Prince and her affiliates seemed a bit...foolish...then again, she wasn't sure if anyone shared the same opinion. After all, times were hard. You couldn't trust just anyone these days...
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 10:01 am
Mm-hmm. I'm never really sleeping, but I'm more awake than if I were in a bed, yes. The Malkavian started humming Black Hole Sun to himself as he got up and cracked his neck. He picked up his raincoat, slid it on and looked over at Jack and Caerul. So, are we ready to leave this most false-hope-delivering of places? I expect the jester will wish to speak with us soon to discuss final strategisms to fight the troll under the bridge.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 10:06 pm
"Good night, Mr. Giovanni" the balding man said from behind the conciege desk. Angelo threw back a smile and waved as he stepped out onto the darkened street. It was already feeling like it was going to be a good night and it showed in the spring in his step.
The only place he knew to find the Prince was the club. He wasn't too thrilled about going back (not his scene) but he didn't recieve any orders. At least nothing specific. This wasn't his town. In fact the only time he had even been in CA was a few trips to Napa for the wine and an "overnight" layover in LA. If he was going to be of any use he was going to have to be placed with someone or work directly with the Prince.
On his was to the club, Angelo saw a young girl buying herion from a gaunt looking scruffy guy. The man obviously dipped into his own stash more than once. Angelo began to follow the girl. She walked at a brisk gate heading about 2 blocks in the wrong direction but the moment she openned the door to her building, Angelo made his move. Before the girl could even blink, he was on her with a firm hand over her mouth and nose. She struggled but he easily overpowered her. When she began to fight less he licked the skin on the arch of her neck and then sunk his fangs in.
The excruciating pain that seared through the girl revived her fight and she began thrashing again. Angelo drank deeply and reveled in the increased temperature of the blood. He loved that rush of heat when the pain becomes too much for them to try and remain calm. The arm around her waist began to slip as he held her body up off the ground hiking her shirt up until his arm rested under her heaving breasts. She was dead already, she just didn't know it yet. His other hand slipped up into her hair toying with the coarse strands and then suddenly pulled her head back emitting a scream. The nieghbors were sure to hear it but Angelo couldn't resist hearing that shakey cry once before he finished his feed. He was already full and gorging himself but the tragedy of being Giovanni is that thier victims felt no euphoria. It felt like murder for them from first drop to last. It was more humane to finish quickly. Get it over with. Though Angelo did bask in their fear.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 12:06 am
Jack stood up stretched and cracked his back. Scratching the back of his spikey blue hair. He gulped down the last of the bottle of blood and threw the bottle out the window, as it shattard he smirked, showing his fangs. "Alright, Im ready." He looked over to Fiona, then back to Caerul, "Are you gonna wake up the girl?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 9:12 am
He looked at her once more, then walked over to her sleeping form. He knelt down beside her, and spoke gently.
"C'mon lass, time to get up, you need to get ready, it's time to go."
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