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 Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 7:52 pm
Niccea marched out of the doors. "Hey you! Vampires! You have 3 seconds to get out of my territory before I ram a wooden stake up your assess!"
Nero sighed as he opened up his desk drawer and pulled out a key. "Now. You are aware of the rules for experimentation right? I do not condone torture or abuse of any sort. And no permanent changes to the Gifted without my explicit permission and a case report."
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 8:06 pm
"I can work within those boundaries."Dirk nodded taking the key."I'll be back with that blood sample."
The paper body turned to the two, and cocked its head to the side becoming distracted long enough for the vamp to land a powerful blow to Origami's head. The paper head caved in a moment, but soon re-inflated.
Rip couldn't help but give a confused grunt. He shook his head, and pounced the vamp."I'd go back into your cave, bat." He growled in a rough voice. His wolfish fangs glinted in the sunlight.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 8:55 pm
Niccea let out a feral growl. "I can't use my Gift here. I don't want to hurt her."
Trenton came running up from the opposite end of the street. He drew his rapier. "Leave now." His eyes were glowing silver.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 9:56 am
The vamp pushed Rip off, and took off at a dead run. Rip changed back into his human shape. "Are you alright?" The paper man didn't respond. "Who are you? What's your name?" Origami's shoulders shrugged and continued staring at Rip.
The paper that seemed to be it's eyes shifted to Niccea. It pulled of a piece of paper, and pointed to the word 'gun'.
Dirk entered the cell with a syringe. "Listen, I just need a little bit of blood, and I can help you." He said. pushing the needle into the girls arm. She latched on to his wrist and it started to burn. Dirk pulled away. "This might be harder than I thought." He grimaced.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 5:49 pm
Niccea sighed. "Look. Pointing to words would be hard. Do you mind if I use my computer to help me understand?" She pulled up her PDA. There was a screensaver of Whym dancing on the screen.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 6:02 pm
The PDA tugged out of Niccea's hand, and floated to Origami. 'WHJRE IOS GHN" He typed. "NERD IY" Her key strokes were clumsy at best, but it was mostly understandable.
Rip took the PDA. "Looks like paper-man over here needs a spelling lesson." He said handing it to Niccea "Do you know what it's talking about?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 6:14 pm
Whym's voice blazed on the computer. "HEY! Don't poke so hard. Class B gifted. Some sort of paper type. Some cognitive issues. Could not catch spark of telepathic reception."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 6:24 pm
Origami pulled out a page from a news paper, and pointed to 'wanted' in the ads.
Rip sighed."I don't get it. Why does it want a gun?" He looked to the PDA. "Oh, and Hi Whym."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 6:31 pm
Whym's face appeared on the screen. "Hello, wolf boy. I take it that he desires a gun so he can shoot it."
Niccea rolled her eyes. "I don't believe in just handing a gun to anyone."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 6:34 pm
The paper man glanced through several papers before becoming frustrated. It snatched the PDA back. "MONE" It stomped it's foot obvoiusly getting angry"ITD MINW"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 6:40 pm
Niccea rubbed her temples. "You lost your gun? Did the vamps steal it?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 6:46 pm
"NO U" It typed.
"You find any guns recently?" Rip asked raising a brow. He shrugged his shoulders. "Have fun with it Niccea." She said looking over to Trenton. "What have you been up to?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:01 pm
Niccea shook her head. "Guns are not my style. Are you sure it wasn't another white haired beauty?"
Trenton sighed. "Not much really. Keeping bloods away from my territory mostly. Steering clear of agency business too."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:24 pm
The paper man nodded."U"
"Fun... fun. I've become a hermit in my old age. Can't you tell?" Rip laughed."Honestly I'm surprised I remembered Niccea's old number."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:31 pm
Niccea rubbed her head again. "When was this?"
Trenton gave him a slight smile. "Well. It isn't much of a good life." He pulled his scarf closer to his face. "Nero is actually granting us a wedding gift eventually. He is looking into skin grafts so I can have a normal face again."
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