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 Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 12:10 pm
Alistair, too, heard the cry and was not far from the bickering pair. A vampire and a vampire....how utterly predictable that they would be fighting. Her dark eyes watched them as she stood in the stillness of the graveyard. She shifted and walked off in silence, her feet making no noise on the cold ground. The wind rustled her hair and shoved it into her face. With her pale hand, she pushed it back behind her ears. A smile crossed her lips as she passed through the endless dead.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 12:17 pm
((We are both vampires thats like a no brainer.))
Another was picked up in his mind as he layed there and he reached out for her and called to her. Maybe she could be of some use to him and get him out of this damned prison.
~Youuuuuu come back. Help meee.~
His voice had a icy chill to it a sharp chill, she was walking away casually but he would not let her go without hearing him. Maybe she had more respect for her elders than Echo, just maybe such a rarity it was now a days to find someone like that.
~I know you hear me. Come back and let us talk.~
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 12:20 pm
Wandering beneath the gates leading into the graveyard, Rauvn pauses momentarily, raising a hand and letting it caress the rusted iron gates. Smiling to himself, he enters the graveyard slowly, looking about himself. I didn't know about this graveyard, I'm glad I've wondered upon it. This is not the time for my blindfold either. Sauntering between the headstones, he rests his hand on his gun. He idly reads several of them before they lose meaning. He doesn't care who is beneath them. Coming near the edge of a group of headstones, he stops, tilting his head back to look into the night sky.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 12:31 pm
With a soft smile, she sensed the presence of Rauvn and slipped away from the annoying gentleman. Some were not so kind. She whispered, knowing he would still hear her, "Or, how bout not." She spoke as a lady ought to speak, quiet, calm, composed. Mentally, however, she told him, I only do things such as that for those who are desserving.... Then, Alistair stepped lightly towards the entrance with a very light, silent step she swiftly arrived and tapped his shoulder gently and ducked to the opposite side with a smile. Her long red hair followed her a bit more slowly than the rest of her, her long black trench coat swaying and brushing against the grass. Her fangs gleamed in the pale moonlight. She looked as if she were glowing.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 12:37 pm
Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Rauvn startled from his reverie. He turned swiftly in the direction of his tapped shoulder only to find no one there. He quickly turned on his heel in the other direction to find Alistair smiling at him. He smiled in return, chuckling softly. "Ah, it is nice to see you again, Alistair." His braids swayed slightly, stirred by the gentle breeze.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 12:51 pm
She, too, smiled. "Always a pleasure, Sir Rauvn." She straightened herself, her slim figure swaying slightly as she smiled. "Lovely night, is it not?" She took a step towards the grave stone. "Karin Moth....interesting name." She sighed and stepped to the next grave, her hair swaying gently in it's freedom. Her soft shoes barely touched the ground before she was off again. Her mind kept a constant boundary between herself and anyone around. She didn't care to know their thoughts at pressent. As she waited for his response, she turned to face him. Alistair found Rauvn to be an intriguing character of signifigant depth and perception on many things.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 12:57 pm
"Yes, a most pleasant night indeed." He watched her as she moved towards the headstone, reading it aloud. "Intriguing name.", he said, nodding slightly. Resting a hand on his gun once again, he smiled. "Are there many others about?" He strolled over to a headstone, reading the name silently. Liras Falbit. Hmm... Mentally shrugging, he turned around to face Alistair and leaned against the headstone, hand still resting on his gun.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 1:03 pm
He growled in his grave as he felt the presence of the two as they moved closer but slowly it would take much time if they even got as far as him. His excavated and stolen grave was unmarked simply among the other unmarked. These were some a hundred years old or older. The dirst above him already had grass grown over it once again and one could barely if at all tell something had dug it up disposed of the old rotten wood coffin and layed in it and recovered himself. They also could not tell that silver chains bound him.
~Ahhhhhhh~
He let out a sigh a mental sigh, it seemed Echo had left him or went somewhere else in the graveyard. She was silent and he no logner felt her presence close to him but the other two a death dealer one of them. These names they classified vampyres with these days were rediculus, they were all vampires and each were the same all shared the same bloodlust and all had the same mental capacity some just trained their minds more or gave into their cravings more.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 3:09 pm
"What are you up to this evening? Just walking around or ..... something else?" The manner with which she asked the question gave way to the belief that there was and air of dignity and refined sophistication. Then, she stepped to the grave stone that was next to the one he was leaning against. Her mind was fixed on that which she could not name. There was memory and utter complexity in that memory that was timelessly depressing. The blue-grey storm of her eyes seemed deeper, more focused and yet less cognizant. However, such were the times. This was the sort of day she would dread for weeks.....the day of multiple memories....She stared at Rauvn and sighed.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 4:24 pm
Rauvn's smile faultered a bit upon hearing the sigh, but he tried to make it unnoticeable. Let her reveal it on her own time, don't push, he thought to himself, forgetful of her mental hearing for the moment. "I was just out for a stroll and realized the scent of decay coming from this direction. I thought I would have a look-see." His smile turned into a wry grin. "And yourself? Why are you here this evening?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 6:21 pm
Well perhaps all was hopeless, he could be here for a few years unless he could get in touch with Crow or Echo had a change of heart and loyalty. He clawed at the earth abit and the let his hands rest at his side in the grave. This was making his patience run thin and his anger and rage escalate, he would be cranky when he got up. Probably would kill the human that dug the chains out and drink their damned blood.
Damn the Council and their treachery damned their inpure blood damn their whole history and existance. His eyes glowed and he let out a roar verbal not mental and then returned to his silance.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 7:15 pm
She sighed and shrugged. "You know I have no idea....more than likely it is because I have to leave sometimes, you know? Just go out and walk. In my experience it is far more probable that you shall have peace in a cemetary than in a park or in a heavily populated area.....highly populated with the living or undead, that is." She smiled at him, her eyes shadowed by her lowered lashes. "Would you walk with me for a spell, Sir Rauvn?" she asked him.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 8:03 pm
He felt many vampires stir in the city and smiled and he himself stirred from his little slumber. The couple was still here and the faint presence of Echo could be felt. Deciding it was worth a try he sent another call over the city for someone to come. This time he also sent a little nudge to any human with the psychic abilities to come to the graveyard. They would only feel a sudden urge to visit the place and the first to answer the call he owuld wipe it from the others minds.
~Come to me my brotherssss. Come to meee.~
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 8:03 pm
"Of course.", he said, smiling at her, watching her eyes with interest. Only one time had he seen those eyes unshadowed and cleared. Standing up from the headstone, he patted his gun and let his hands drop to his sides. Falling in beside her, giving her a quick sideways glance he asked, "I take it you know an even more beautiful and peaceful corner of this graveyard?" A gentle breeze caught his trenchcoat, causing it to billow behind him slightly, adding to his air.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 8:49 pm
Echo watched the place where she knew Revan was buried. The chains were somewhere above him, and probably around him, she didn't know for sure. She didn't care if Revan died, he would have deserved it anyway.
"Revan, I will not help you." She said venomously. She hoped he would die. "You'll just have to suffer, maybe you'll be driven to biting yourself? Who knows, in times like this, Revan? Who damned well KNOWS?!" She yelled the last word with force, and she stared up at the moon, which was a sliver cresent. Echo smirked and jumped onto a headstone, which was a few inches taller than herself. She sat, cross-legged on top of the gravestone, her trench coat blowing in the wind.
"So, Revan. We have a little time on our hands here, don't you agree?" She asked him, her words almost gagging in poison of the way they rolled off her tongue. "Maybe we could talk, then? Damned Revan?" She said contentedly.
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