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 Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 7:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 12:51 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:11 pm
~ Eihwa slips through the door, trying her best not to barge through it in her urgency. Her eyes fall immediately to Jaques before skimming over the others and nodding politely, anxious feet placing her at the man's side. She opens her mind to him in the safety of the Coven, though keeping her little game with the Lycan a secret as best she can, and places her left hand on Jaques's arm.
Her flesh is warm from her most recent meal, but the cold is creeping up on her from the fall she had sustained - drained from the energy she had expended to heal the wounds. She should have had a better grip on her focus earlier and it had cost her what could have been all too serious, a lesson learned.
Eihwa gazes at his face and uses her right hand to wipe the remaining .. foam from the lips he had so recently used to pray. ~
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:47 pm
When Eihwa came and cleaned his mouth he tried to smile but his body would not let him. His eyes were bloodshot and the warmth from his previous meal had gone. It was during another wave of tremors that the visions began to fade and the sounds began to become muffled. A calm came over his mind and he heard the voice of his sons from France. His grand daughters were there as well his immediate family was their together to calm him from all the way from France.
As the visions stopped his mind and body calmed and he looked around the room. Peaceful at last he thought as he layed on the couch and looked at the people around him. Eihwa was here and so was Rogue and that vampire that had killed the driver. Why she was hear was beyond him but Rogue had brought him here, letting out a deep breath he rubbed Eihwa's cheek softly and started to try and get up from the couch.
He needed blood from the bar so that his mind his brain could start to heal properly from all the damage it had just taken. He was happy to see Eihwa here and hoped that nothing like this would happen to her or any other psychic. If his family had not been together they might have fallen victim but being together they were able to combine their minds and fight it off. They probably sensed Jacques and connected to him as soon as they could, he was thankful. They still were blocking images from his mind and would not stop till he properly healed and was ready to hold them off himself.
He was strong enough but the surge had been so sudden and strong that when it hit he had no time at all to through up mental blocks.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 7:26 am
~ Eihwa focuses on his desire for blood and instructs him to rest for just a small while longer, lifting herself to her feet and dragging his hand from her face with the palm of her own. Sturdy legs carry her to the refrigerator as patient fingers gather an array of blood for the man; two bottles, three packets, and a glass of red wine if so desired - managing to bring them all to the table next to Jaques.
He's a big boy, she thinks, shouldn't baby him too much.
Though as if seeking permission she lets her eyes sink into his own and rests her left palm back onto the dorsal side of his wrist. ~
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:38 pm
When the blood is brought to him he has to do everything in his power to not lunge forward like some crazed sang. Reaching over he takes on of the bottles and pops the cork and turns it up, chugging the blood abit trickle from the corners of his mouth. When the bottle was empty he grabbed the last one and drunk it more slowly and not all at once. His thinking was a little slow at the moment with the physical damage his brain had went through but with the blood it would heal in a while.
After a couple more drinks the second bottle was empty and Jacques layed back on the couch and casually or comfortably rather grabbed Eihwas hand and let out a deep breath.
"I dont know what to make of anything I have just seen. I do know something is not right because nothing like that as ever happened to any vampire that I know of. Be on your guard Eihwa and someone may want to warn Alex, something like this happened to my children as well so it may happen to any of you at any time without warning."
Rubbing his head he grabbed the glass of wine and takes it down in one shot the refills it with blood from one of the packs. He sipped it slowly it had the hint of wine from residue before when it was filled with wine.
"If something like this ever happens to you in the next day or week or ever try to get a message out to me or anyone. Psychics will help you more but anyone that can get you to one will be better than nothing."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 4:16 pm
*Rogue got up quickly and rushed down the stairs and out the doors of the coven.*
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 7:06 pm
General Boris Dragosani When the blood is brought to him he has to do everything in his power to not lunge forward like some crazed sang. Reaching over he takes on of the bottles and pops the cork and turns it up, chugging the blood abit trickle from the corners of his mouth. When the bottle was empty he grabbed the last one and drunk it more slowly and not all at once. His thinking was a little slow at the moment with the physical damage his brain had went through but with the blood it would heal in a while.
After a couple more drinks the second bottle was empty and Jacques layed back on the couch and casually or comfortably rather grabbed Eihwas hand and let out a deep breath.
"I dont know what to make of anything I have just seen. I do know something is not right because nothing like that as ever happened to any vampire that I know of. Be on your guard Eihwa and someone may want to warn Alex, something like this happened to my children as well so it may happen to any of you at any time without warning."
Rubbing his head he grabbed the glass of wine and takes it down in one shot the refills it with blood from one of the packs. He sipped it slowly it had the hint of wine from residue before when it was filled with wine.
"If something like this ever happens to you in the next day or week or ever try to get a message out to me or anyone. Psychics will help you more but anyone that can get you to one will be better than nothing." ~ Eihwa's grip tightens on Jacques's hand before she withdraws it in contemplation, she's thinking of the sport she had engaged with Suki earlier that night and whether or not this psychic abnormality would affect her chances at .. well, winning. Her eyes linger complacently to the fire after she nods in response, wrinkling her nose like a small mammal and wriggling it from side to side. She sits on the floor at Jaques's side, placing her free hand on the floor and leaning against the couch. ~
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 1:58 pm
Leaning over Jacques put his feet on the floor and slowly stood up holding on to the arm of the couch. He was almost healed now and he felt stronger the blood was circulating well within him. He would drink another glass here shortly but for now he had to think. He needed to speak with Alex sometime but he would like to meditate and track the source of the images and voices down, it was risky but he would not let this go he has been invaded and violated.
Anger surged through him and the various objects around the room all shook abit and a lamp and vase shattered into thousands of peices. Taking his cane he walked to the bar and used the last pack he had carried with him. The blood felt good on his tongue and was almost like bliss when it went down his throat. Getting a grip he relaxes and looks around the room, something bad was coming in the future and he would be ready for it. He would have to meditate harder and also do somethign he thought he would never do again something he had not done since the night he died. Pick up the sword he would remember his training and carry one with him at all times, while in public he would use one concealed in his cane. While hunting he would use the very same one he used in the Crusades.
Such brutish violence he thought had left him but obviously it had not for now he thirsted for battle and blood shed on the ones responcible for what had happened to him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:51 pm
~As raven entered the main room of the coven he say a man he remembered from a long time ago...But it couldnt be him he died durin the crusades...No matter what mattered to him was that he find this man named revan and give him the amulet that crow instructed him to give to him...But where to start looking he hadnt the foggest...~Excuse me I dont mean to intrude but am looking for a man named Revan...My son crow asked me to give him an amulet...
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 8:21 am
~ Eihwa's eyes fall against the man whom entered just recently, letting her pupils return to their solstice against the fire soon after nodding. She lifts herself from the floor in front of the couch and smiles to Jacques, "I shall heed your advice, thank you." she says as her hands fly habitually to the stray hairs around her face. They tuck the rivulets of brown behind each of her ears before they cradle themselves just below her navel, folded into one another like tiny pastries.
Her once active orbs of hazel are seemingly dead now as her thoughts return to something previously discarded, something from a long time ago.. Out of nowhere she sighs and guides her thoughts into reconfiguring her game with the Lycan; time to take the chase to the street. After all, that's where she's spent most of her time when she was mortal, on the lower levels of the city. The wolf would surely have had plenty of experience on the rooftops and she didn't want to risk another fall like her last.
Eihwa subconsciously rubs her left shoulder and excuses herself from the Coven, only to pass into the rest of the city and light up a cigarette. ~
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 6:57 pm
Looking up at the man Jacques raised an eyebrow at the question and wondered how he did not know of Revans fate. He had died long months ago it seemed but none the less he would ask and see if Revan felt like talking and so he opened a link with the spirit of the vampire.
~A man here to see you old one.~
As Jacques waited he got the feeling as if someone was looking around from another world and then walking towards him. Then he felt a presence in his mind and in the room for it got colder almost so cold Jacques could see his breath in white puffs.
~Who is it?~
Revan could not be seen nore heard but only to Jacques at the moment but he could be felt.
~I dont know do you want to talk to him?~
~Yes.~
Revan appeared from out of no where as a blue ghost like hologram, he shimmer abit then came in solid blue or without interference rather. One could still see behind him or through him from every angle but he did not flicker.
"You wanted to see me?"
Jacques took a seat and poured himself another glass of blood and watched the two talk or atleast Revan for now who was the one summoned.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:09 pm
General Boris Dragosani Looking up at the man Jacques raised an eyebrow at the question and wondered how he did not know of Revans fate. He had died long months ago it seemed but none the less he would ask and see if Revan felt like talking and so he opened a link with the spirit of the vampire.
~A man here to see you old one.~
As Jacques waited he got the feeling as if someone was looking around from another world and then walking towards him. Then he felt a presence in his mind and in the room for it got colder almost so cold Jacques could see his breath in white puffs.
~Who is it?~
Revan could not be seen nore heard but only to Jacques at the moment but he could be felt.
~I dont know do you want to talk to him?~
~Yes.~
Revan appeared from out of no where as a blue ghost like hologram, he shimmer abit then came in solid blue or without interference rather. One could still see behind him or through him from every angle but he did not flicker.
"You wanted to see me?"
Jacques took a seat and poured himself another glass of blood and watched the two talk or atleast Revan for now who was the one summoned. *bowes gracfuly* I am to understand that you were good friends with my son crow..I am his father and am sad to say that he to has passed and in his final breath he gave me this amulet with strict orders to give it to a man named revan here in new york.*he holds the amulet up its a star in case by the cresant moon* I know not of the signifagance of it but it is you who should find out as I now present it to you*Extends the hand that holds the amulet towards revan and waits*
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:40 pm
*Elric walks in and sits in a nearby chair and wonders if anybody notices him*
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:57 pm
((To the new guy in the guild. Um no offence but if you are in our timezone mate that means you will probably RP with me alot. I cant RP with someone who makes one sentence posts I just cant nothing personal but it is hard to.))
Revan looked at the amulet and smiled at the man trying to give it to him and reached out his hand phasing through it. Revan could not possibly hold it he was in a way a ghost.
~I am sorry but you see my problem.~
Jacques finished the blood and looked at the amulet it was something indeed although he doubted he could do much with it now either with what was happening.
"Hmm I have seen something like it before perhaps a crest or on a banner not really sure but we dont have time to look into here. There are many pressing important and dangerous matters coming at hand. Even Revan a spirit will be busy in death."
Yes they would all be veyr busy in the future but now Jacques was trying to think on where the last place he had put that sword of his. He would have to have his smithy friend to fix his cane with a sword in it. So much to do and so little time to do it in.
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