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 Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:03 pm
She shrugged, "You could have tried walking up and saying 'ello' or something to that nature. I don't know. I'm not well versed in the ways of all that goes on in the social world anymore. But, any manner of "hello, how are you," etc." She shrugged again. "You seem a little nervous. Is somethign wrong?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:10 pm
Looks about himself, shrugging at Alistair. "I just don't talk much and I prefer to keep to myself." Nosy woman. His hand slowly moves to his left hip and he lets his hand rest on the hilt there. He eases himself into a more comfortable position and his eyes are locked on yours, but his attention seems divided.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:13 pm
She would have outwardly raised a brow at his last comment. Nosy? What knows he of nosy? Ah well, not my problem. She told herself. Then, she replied to him aloud, "Well, lad, it'll happen. Ever since I got here, I've been speaking to many more than just those inthe coven." She shrugged and then let her hands fall and clasp neatly in her lap. Her eyes remained on him. "So, what's really on your mind?" She could have laughed at that, only, he wouldn't understand.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:19 pm
"Lad?" At this, his eyes bored into hers. "I'm no lad." Hearing something, he turns his head in the direction of the sound, his three braids whipping with the movement. He mutters at Alistair, "And nothing's on my mind, but unlike you, I'm keeping alert. And I'm not much of a conversationalist." He begins slowly shifting himself in the direction of the sound. I wonder what that was...
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:21 pm
She raised a brow. Deathdealers....think they know everything. Ah well.... She stood in a liquid-like motion that could be described in several fashions. Her seemingly languid walk was entrancing to those who didn't knwo how to repel it. She was standing beside him in less than a moment.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:32 pm
The minute Alistair shifted, Rauvn reached into his sleeve and withdrew the blindfold, tieing it around his head. Using his sixth sense, he turns to Alistair and smirks. "Nice try, psychic. I may not know much about your type, but visuality is usually vital in most of your abilities, if I remember correctly." He stands smoothly, moving to her side as quick as she had moved. "What do you sense?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:36 pm
She shifted slightly, casting a portion of herself out into the abyss of darkness before them. "A living being, moving slowly in this direction. It's obscured, I'm afraid." She glanced back at him, his blindfold over his eyes made his other senses sore. Such was the science, anyway.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:51 pm
Rauvn rolls his eyes although the action is obscured by the blindfold. He begins sniffing the air, slightly at first and then he inhales deeply. "A mortal male, aged 27 years. He's slightly intoxicated." At the comment of the mortal's intoxication, Rauvn snorts suddenly, his head shaking slightly. "What do you suggest we do?" He looks toward Alistair.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:54 pm
She raised her eyebrow. "Let him be....idiotic human has no bearing on our lives. He means nothing, he is nothing, he's lucky to be living. Let him die of alcohol poisoning." She reached out to him and stole a bit of his energy. Then, she stood still and looked over at her blind-folded companion. "What had you planned?" She spoke allowed for her own amusement sometimes, and this was one such time. He seemed like a good lad at heart.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 11:04 pm
Rauvn shrugs. "He's a mortal, but..." His face falls. "Never mind." I wonder if he'll be safe out here. Rauvn turns to face Alistair and shrugs again. "You're right, let him wander about drunkenly." I'll watch him from a distance and make sure he doesn't get himself into trouble.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 11:16 pm
Echo walked drunkenly around the debris-shrewn park, her vision distorted, and her reflexes slowed. She had tied on a few too many, and wasn't walking straight. Tripping over an up-rooted tree, she crashes to the ground, landing hard. She rolls over, and notices two people standing beside one another, conversing solomnly, each moving sluggishly, as if in slow motion, looking a blurred-outlined blob.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 12:02 am
*She flies by them in her bat form, almost ramming into Alistair. She lands a ways away and transforms back into her human form, however keeping her wings out just incase, slowly elongating them so they will support her weight if she needs to make a quick escape, then she folds her wings behind her and mutters.* "Hmmm, am i missing anything?" *She turns around.* "Sorry about that." *She goes back to muttering to herself.* "Hmmm... Guess not..." *She spreads her wings and flies to the top of a wall surrounding central park and lands, sitting down on the wall she gazes at the three and just watches them.*
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 9:21 am
Miyoko Nagasaki *She flies by them in her bat form, almost ramming into Alistair. She lands a ways away and transforms back into her human form, however keeping her wings out just incase, slowly elongating them so they will support her weight if she needs to make a quick escape, then she folds her wings behind her and mutters.* "Hmmm, am i missing anything?" *She turns around.* "Sorry about that." *She goes back to muttering to herself.* "Hmmm... Guess not..." * She spreads her wings and flies to the top of a wall surrounding central park and lands, sitting down on the wall she gazes at the three and just watches them.* Vampires only have one form, Miyoko Nagasaki.. Just one, and that one is the vampire themself.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 9:57 am
Walking absent-mindedly, Echo's boots break twigs, rusle and crack leaves, and drag on the ground noisily. She didn't bother keeping quiet, what was the use? No one was around this time of night. She still had seen no sign of Haruko, which bothered her greatly. Where had he gone? Had he simply abandoned her? She didn't know what to think anymore. Shaking her head, as if it would clear her troubled mind, she continued her cacophony through the park.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 10:11 am
Haruko was near the muddy wreck of the grove he used to live in. He was leaning on one tree that had survuved the flood, and he was coughing and coughing, flecks of blood splattering out. He hears boots rustling, and quickly stops himself, thrusting his hand back into his pocket, he pulls up the hood on his coat back up. He peers to see who is coming.
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