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 Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 8:15 pm
"I know wot its like to lose those closet to you, its not easy but u cant weep, children cry about it adults endure. i learnt that long ago when the vampires took me into their ranks."
she spoke as if it was nothing. her past was no secret amoungst the vampire community but as she spoke the edges of her eyes grew hot and tears clung to them but did not fall.
"if u ever want to hunt or just to talk come find me"
she pushed her chair back and stood up pulling her hood up
"it was nice to meet u again snow"
walked through the night club and out the door
((exit to Kai's room))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 8:24 pm
Snow still sat at the table for quite a while. "...she... a vampire?... why would she be fighting against her own race?...i must keep an eye on her..."
He emptied his glas and payed Hunter for the two coke. The hea lso left the bar.
[leaving towards Snow's room]
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2005 11:16 am
Eventually, Integra drained the last of her drink; white wine. It was rare that she had anything heavier; she preferred to be able to think clearly and one never knew when a vampire would show up. This she knew well.
Integra set the glass down and glanced around quickly. Then she stood and left the bar
{{exit to haven}}
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 4:17 pm
She slowly entered and looked around in the dim light. This was the first time she was to have contact with other hunters since she finished her own personal training schedule. She sat at the bar and looked at the menu not knowing what she wanted and still not really knowing what had made her decide to come here in the first place.
She looked around and asked the barkeep for a shot of jack. What am I doing here?
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 7:38 pm
With a loud commotion and a small crater upon impact, he makes his last leap from the roofs of the city to the street running parallel to the Haven Bar and Nightclub. He quickly makes for the large delivery door in the back of the building, ramming the doors open and manuevering the spear through before him. He glances back, waiting for Kerri to come into sight.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 8:15 pm
He waits for a small while, his senses alert and his eyes searching...when she doesen't come into sight after 5 minutes, he swears loudly and races through the hidden entrace to the cavernous spaces of Haven below, stashing the demon's weapon in a hidden compartment near the Armory and Forge department and immediatley racing back upwards and out the doors into the night air.
((Exit to city))
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 1:03 am
Nailujien quietly enters the bar and takes a seat at the counter. He's been walking around Haven for a while now, other hunters that walked and ran by paid no attention to him. He sat at the counter quietly minding his own business then looked around at the scene in the bar, all the quiet people hunched over their drinks and/or food. Casual talk and a DJ playing music.
The place was so laid back but Nail noticed all the defenses that had been laid down in the area. The silver dust on the walls, he could see the reflection of silver through the wall. The smells of anti-demonic spells, he could always smell them for some reason. The UV ray defenses that were scattered all around the area. He sighed, hoping he'd get to know this place better...and the people in Haven.
What a day..Nail let out a long heaved sigh.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 5:21 pm
He enters quietly through the back end, moving the Human and Lycan in behind him. He signals to the guards, who slide open the thick doorway, turning off the UV lights and retracting the silver plating enough to create a slim path to the underground entrance...
"C'mon, follow me..."
He flashes a quick wave to the guards while he opens the heavy latched hatch in the floor, dropping downwards
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 5:59 pm
Liora followed Astande without comment. As she walked, she cast a curious glance at both the guards and the silver plating on either side of her. Perhaps it was for the better that she had not tried to seek out this entry on her own; she doubted that the guards would have permitted a lycan such as herself to enter without an escort, or, in the least, the silver would have dealt her quite a bit of damage.
Respectful of the grounds she was entering, Liora holstered her revolver. Liora was among allies now, and she would not be needing the gun for the time being. She also knew that her, Astande, and Albert had successfully escaped from the Oni. Her mind conjured up an image of the great-winged oni, of the wrath on its face and the murder in its eyes. Liora was not fearful of the beast. Rather, she was looking forward to the moment that she would be able to face it again with the proper equipment. Its blatant disrepect for her and her 'religion' perturbed her greatly, and she had seen the upside-down cross pendant around its neck. The pendant was the complete opposite of the cross she wore tucked into the neck of her dress now. Her fingers brushed against the fabric under which the talisman lurked, and a bittersweet expression crossed over her face.
Before she dropped into the hatch in the floor, Liora paused long enough to throw a charming smile in the direction of the guards. She wanted them to be able to recognize her face in the future to avoid any conflict, and Liora knew her smile was, perhaps, the most assured way to get them to remember her. Then, she jumped down into the hatch.
((Exit to Haven General Areas))
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 6:29 pm
((Exit to Haven-General areas))
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 9:49 pm
Nailujien had quietly been eating when he noticed a pair of hunters walking around the bar then leaving. He didn't say a word but his nose quivered when he got a wiff of lycan-smell. Nail slipped the money on the counter then jumped out of the chair to walk around some more. He was extremely curious and wanted to talk to people, so he decided to walk around haven.
It dawned on him that he still had a large amount of time to do stuff. He heaved a quiet sigh and walked out the door to look around...
(((exit bar)))
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 2:36 pm
tyler walks up twards haven out of the streets, he had just spent the last few months (ie the entire time i was gone) in a hell camp... nasty one at that... as he walked up twards the door he coughed a bit, he wasn't even shure if anyone remembered him, he had been gone for a long while. he wondered how eseru was doing, how will was holding out, hell he wondered how the hunter who had been bitten by a vampire was holding out. if the hunters didn't reconise him... he would be forced to live life as a lone wolf... no self respecting lycan pack would allow him in... and he wasn't the type to create more of his own... his body was sour as hell as it still burned from the silver were that still stuck to his flesh. a soft sizzle coming from him and a nasty smoke was emitting from him as his skin was burned by it. but even after the whole ordeal of the hell camp he was still the same old tyler "ohi! ******** hell camp... i need a drink..." he coughed, this was odd for him. he had stayed away form beer of any kind before... now he was actualy looking to get drunk... grabbing the dor knob and turning the silver orb letting himself into the bar his hand sizzled as he let go. as he entered he felt a odd feeling of every hunter keeping their eyes on him, all ready to kill... "i'm gone for a few months at a hell camp and everyone fergets me... heh great. will's gona flip... probaly going to get that ax of his implanted into my forhead" he coughed as he took out his wallet and ordered a shot of rum.
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 2:36 pm
tyler coughs a bit as he gets up off of the stool, he'd recived a call over the hunter's info network that one hunter has posibly gone rouge... he had volenteered to hunt down this posible rouge and bring him in. only problem was he was beat to s**t right now. as tyler headed twards the door he ripped off the silver netting that was covering him and tossed it aside. walking out the doors and into the city
(exit to city)
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 6:46 pm
Finding the entrance Astande had led her to previously proved to be easier than she anticipated. Once she'd learned that an entire complex was lurking behind Hunter's disguised front, the entrance now seemed decidedly false to her eyes. She passed by the Nightclub once just to ensure that she'd have a decent window to enter by; being as new as she was, Liora still wasn't exactly on first-name basis with the Nightclub's guards. She only approached the back entrance when the patroling guard had sufficiently rounded the corner. Liora was lucky; the current shift of guards were the ones she'd seen earlier.
"Hello, gentlemen." she spoke coyly to the guards."Remember me? I was here with Astande, earlier."
Cocking her hips to the side slightly, Liora flashed the guards the very same movie-star grin which she'd given them previously. It apparently paid off; she had knocked, the door had opened. It rung sweetly of a verse straight from the Good Book itself. Stepping inside, Liora saw that the guards had already moved the silver-plating for her. The uv lighting was dimmed as well, but Liora figured that was an auxiliary portion of the entry command. This was proving to be easy as pie. The next step would be connecting to this Network which Astande had referred to. Liora lifted the trapdoor into the Haven proper with ease, and she was pleased to see that a protective sheathing had appeared over the hatch's silver portions. These hunters covered all the bases in their defenses, or so it seemed. Casting a final wink in the direction of the guards, Liora dropped down into the Haven proper.
((Exit to Haven Gunsmith))
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 7:57 pm
Liora emerged into the nightclub proper, glancing around the dimly lit room with a vague smile present on her lips. She slinked gracefully across the room to the bar where she proceeded to take a seat. Her sixth-sense blared a warning in her mind, and Liora swiftly realized why. Holding her hand just over the surface of the bar, she felt the usual repulsion that silver usually gave her. Even the metal portions of her chair, after closer examination, seemed to be fastened of silver. This nightclub was certainly equipped to keep enemy Lycans out. Liora wouldn't be surprised if there were UV lights hidden in the bar or, perhaps, sprinklers full of Mary's Blessing.
Her usually exuberant face darkened at the reminder of her race. For a while, she'd almost been able to forget about her status as a Lycan- a werewolf. Now, her inability to touch neither bar nor stool sharply brought reality back into her perspective. Liora removed her cellphone once more and checked into the status of her moon. It was waxing, certainly, but she still had quite a bit longer until the next dreaded full moon. Until then, she only had silver and sonic pulses to be concerned about. And that was excluding the current situation of the Hunters.
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