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 Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:08 pm
::Tyrsais nods lightly to Slayer, and watches the spectacle after retreating back into the vampires domain, and taking a seat across from him. He found it intriguing, and went back through the data logs on his PDA reading what exactly he had been doing::
Intriguing indeed... was Zeno created for a greater purpose by chance?
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:15 pm
Slayer: greater purpose? hmm.. *He watches the bolt* Alpha Zenogais.... his purpose was to be the prototype of Mastema's new "warriors." He is to collect data on his opponents, analyze it, counter it, and, in some cases, replicate it. Once that has progressed far enough, the data will be transferred to the Zenogais mass production model.....
Zeno: WoOOOOOOO that feels good twisted *Zeno finally finishes his energy output and heads off to who knows where*
*Mastema chuckled* Well now that was easy.... *he was much more content to let her play with his finger than his hair. Using his free hand, he runs it along the locke of hair and used his most minute powers to clean and dry his hair*
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:19 pm
*barring any unforseen interuptions, the wolf heads into the peace and the bench where he had meet the nice winged lady and looked around hoping to find her there.*
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:23 pm
*With nothing left but Mastema's finger for entertainment, Trilla pops it in her tiny mouth and starts to chew, again only as best she could. She blinks at Mastema a little; she liked the red lights from outside and Mastema's eyes looked similar in color so for now she just chews and stares. Micha also continues to stare at the large pale creature in black, he'd rather go back to the woman in white, but she was asleep, as was his other brother who huffs a bit*
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:33 pm
::Tyr nods lightly, and thinks it over for sometime before wondering if that was all he was meant for, but it really didnt matter. He seemed to be a mindless beast. Nana more or less intrigued him more. As most women did.::
Well Slayer... what do you know about Nana?
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:36 pm
mm hmm.... wanting more attention? *He keeps his hair over his back. Mastema didn't mind what Trilla was doing, he could wait til she got bored. It wasn't like his finger was poisonous..... unless swallowed. But no, Trilla would need some serious teeth before doing that. Mastema glances to Micha for a moment*
*Akai would go uninterrupted on his way to the Peace*
Slayer: *He grins a little, smokes once more, and turns to Tyr* Depends what you want to know, lad.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:40 pm
*crawlling under the bench, the wolf started to dig a hole, nothing special about it besides wanting a place to store the bone for later, rather enjoying himself and the quite here*
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:45 pm
::Tyrsais laughed slightly at Slayer. He turned to him licking his fangs lightly. He had expected such answers by now, but he figured he would play along for now, and pose a few questions::
Alright... how about we talk about her history? If you know any of that old man...
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:46 pm
*Micha continues to study Mastema and his actions. So far they didn't seem to be hostile, but with a creature so large anything was possible. Again his eyes draw in on themselves, in their casting pull of medium grey. Trilla continues to suck on the end of Mastema's finger. His finger nail was a challenge though; a different feeling from tender skin, to hard nail, and some bits rounded, and other parts sharp. Her own nails were still soft and needed time to develop before they would become like Mastema's*
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 11:56 pm
Slayer: *chuckles and pulls the pipe from his mouth* Nana.... another fallen whom was cast from heaven. Sadly, that is all I really know about her that can not be told from her appearance. I'm not well acquainted enough with her to know her past
*Mastema was more or less thinking what he could do to keep this child occupied without keeping himself occupied* Hmm... *While she has his index finger, the other fingers of his left hand still stroke and perhaps lightly tickle her belly, not much else Mastema could do*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:02 am
*making a hole no deeper than a foot, the wolf drops the bone in and covers it up, saving it for after his next meal here, yawning and satisified with his handy work, the wolf jumps up on the bench and curls up, waiting*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:03 am
::Tyr nods lightly. It was probably all that Slayer knew about her past, and so long as he was only answering the questions he was asked this might take some time. He did wonder however where Zeno went off to::
Well then... how about you explain a little better to me what Mastema's relationship is to her... the rest of us is pretty clear. We are useful in more overt manners, and I dont assume Mastema is the type just to keep... meat puppets...
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:06 am
*Trilla closes her eyes and kicks a few times, before making another squeal then starting to suck on Mastema's finger again. Eecheb makes a face, then grunts, kicking once and flailing in his sleep. Micha just continus his onslaught of stares and light breathing, watching Mastema's every move*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:14 am
Slayer: *the man covers his mouth and laughs heartily at the last comment* Quite the creative mind. Nay.... Lord Mastema is not so.... vulgar. Not in that perspective at least. *He grins* I know what you're trying to get at Himura. You find it odd that such a being exist among a compound belonging to one you've come to hear as a sadist and a villian at best, correct?
*Mastema would soon have to try his telepathy if none of them could sleep. He at least wanted them awake when Nana was. Mastema believed that Eecheb was in some sort of dream, obviously. Trilla was still having the time of her life with his hand and the first born was watching him like a hawk. Not surprising, the boy probably couldn't recognize his father yet, so he was naturally curious of the only other moving individual in the room*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:18 am
::He got up from his seat, and walked over towards the balcony looking up at "The Mind". He then turned back to Slayer letting the wind flow through his wings as he spoke::
If you think that I think he is only a villian, and a sadist you are wrong. Those qualities could be used to fit me as well however I myself have found that I have more human aspects as well. However I try to hide them...
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