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 Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 10:13 pm
((*shakeshake* That's a good Deity.....*shakeshake*
*slowly slinks back into her Lair*
Goodnight ya'll. <3 *shakeshake*))
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 10:21 pm
<< ninja ::chases after her:: <3 >>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 10:24 pm
::No response at all. Sighing a bit, a frown tugs at the right corner of the vampire's lips, hazel eyes drifting closed in boredom for a moment. Holding a more relaxed posture, he lifts his hands and starts to tug at the buttons of his shirt, unfastening the top three. This first room itself is pleasing, minus the lack of activity. Bar, kitchen, tables, rest area. Everything he could need. Well, except food. Smirking to his own thoughts, he somehow doubts the owners keep a stash of human bodies in the freezer. Weirder s**t has happened, though.
Just as this thought crosses his mind, he picks up the scent of humans nearby. Well, a human, and something else. May as well check it out. A few flaring breaths of his nostrils, and he is directed to the corridor to his left. Leaning in that direction, he takes that very route. Following his nose so to speak, Twist now begins to pull at the fingers of his gloves, revealing large black nails on his pale flesh as he removes the tough leather, stuffing the gloves into his brown coat left pocket. Taking first a right and then a left, he finds himself at the threshold of an unecessarily bright room, his left hand lifting to shield his eyes for the moment. Before him is a huge fighting arena, held within an even more gigantic domed stadium. Not so sure who needs this much damn room, Andamuel remarks, but whatever.
Rather than yell out to the redhead and the guy with the glowing stick of death, the vampire crosses his arms over his chest, feet spread out a little into a sturdy posture as he surveys the battle, still a few feet outside of the stadium itself. Perhaps this wasn't such a bad idea after all.::
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 10:29 pm
<~>As I am exhausted, and my RP partner seems to be also, I declare in OOC that the battle IC has ended in a tie; the details of which will be mentioned in any sort of vagueness or detail at a later date(s). Good night all.<~>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 10:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 11:37 pm
::The fight ends, and the two warriors leave the ring one at a time, not intending to stop and chat, from the looks of it. Twist just steps out of their way and lets them pass, eyes glancing briefly over them before again looking out into the stadium. His first thought, now alone in this massive structure, is where he'll be sleeping. He learned that napping outside, with no cover, at two o'clock in the morning, when hammered, is a horrible, horrible idea. Worst sunburn he ever got. Cover isn't a problem in this region, but the cold outside is too much. He has a tendency to freeze solid when in the cold. On that note, it could be a bit warmer inside, too, ruling out this big chilly room as a place to pass out.
Turning on his heel, the vampire unfolds his arms and heads back the way he came. He fed just before leaving, so starving won't be a realistic worry, but he needs to a place to crash. No way he's heading all the way back to civilization in this weather. Yawning rather loudly, Andamuel looks around the main room, searching for the best place to sleep. Far too bright in here, and the windows could let in sunlight. That dark area across the room looks suitable. Taking a moment to reach the lounge, Twist gives it a closer look. Warmer, darker, apparently comfier.
Slapping on a fanged grin, he walks closer to the first hammock at his right, gripping the edge before pulling himself into it with a light hop. Turning, he lands on his back, not bothering to undress himself or otherwise exert any manner of energy whatsoever. Lying the way he is, his coat opens to reveal a shoulder holster under his right arm, holding a revolver of some sort, and a pair of suspenders holding his pants up. Tied to his right leg and hanging from a belt buckled loosely around his waist is the rugged leather sheath of a dagger, shifting a little as he props his knee up and gets comfortable.
Safely out of the way of any incoming sunlight in the morning, the vampire rests his left arm across his stomach and his right across his forehead, letting his inhuman eyes close for the night. Maybe tomorrow he'll have better luck with the locals.::
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 11:44 pm
-// Oooooh, vampire. Kythe's got a little... history, with vampires.
Stoppin' in for a final time to drop a "Hello" for everyone that enters in my absence. I'll be off at camp 'til late Thursday, and I'll probably be dead-tired at that point, so I should be back here by at least Friday. And I'll plan on being IC, while I'm at it.
Take care, all.
- Peace and Love to Infinity. - //-
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 7:44 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 10:02 am
((I don't care what anybody says: Zelda Techno kicks a**.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 12:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 1:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 1:51 pm
((*sizzles near the front door, wishing he hadn't tested his wings' flame-resistancy*))
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 2:04 pm
((*Sprays with a hose* This is why we don't play with fire...))
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:44 pm
((*gets hosed down.. instantly feeling refreshed, lays there and watches the steam twirl around above his body*
Blehhhh... redface ))
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:59 pm
((*Puts the hose back* Glad you're feeling better.))
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