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 Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 2:33 pm
((I'm in the bathroom now! And lots of people have crazy stuff in New York, they just don't always get caught with it. These wierd things happen))
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 2:34 pm
*Kristaf stands outside of the restaurant and peers inside, he wonders what the deal is between the two so he goes inside. he clears his voice very loudly when he goes in to get their attention*
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 2:39 pm
((Anyway, sorry about whatever. I've gotta go. Band concert, ya know?))
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 2:41 pm
(( Pummel and Markus walked home and ate some marshmallows..Goodnight everybody heart ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 7:20 pm
Ceon13 [[yo, idiots with the crossbow and the guy with the machinery on ur face, this isn't the place to fight. You vampires and hunters are such @$$holes sometimes]] Ceon stood up and walked over to the table where the lady vampire sat with her date and stood next to the vampire. "Excuse me sir, may I steal your date for a minute? I need to ask her a few questions. It'll take almost no time at all, I promise." Ceon's gun slipped through his sleeve and into his hand as he held the gun under the table, pointed at the man's stomach.
She walked over to the stranger's table and sat down. "What do you want?"
((Read the first post. If a fight begins, people would have been thrown out by very convincing security that are on call all the time and are in truth OWNED by my character. And someone would not have gotten in with a crossbow. Guns, sure. Big ones...probably not. If you think you want to start having some crazy fight in here, PM me about it first...or do it right outside...))
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 7:35 pm
Ceon sat back down at his table, storing the pistol in his sleeve. He looked at her and kept his haze. "I need information, bloodsucker," Ceon started to swivel the blood-filled cross around, "and although I might get it from the other lycans, I have to be 100% sure that I can get this information. Which is why I got you. I need your knowledge of which vampire killed which lycan. There is a vampire that I NEED to find, and if I don't find him or her, my promise will be in vain. So will you help me? There will be payment of blood and money."
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 2:17 pm
blackrogue ((Read the first post. If a fight begins, people would have been thrown out by very convincing security that are on call all the time and are in truth OWNED by my character. And someone would not have gotten in with a crossbow. Guns, sure. Big ones...probably not. If you think you want to start having some crazy fight in here, PM me about it first...or do it right outside...)) ((I apologize sincerely for the mishap. I was unaware that my actions would cause such a problem. Will take further notice before posting. I hope I don't sound too suck-uppy. I always apologize if I screw something up.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 5:15 pm
"I should kill you now for daring set foot in this place, let alone interrupting my evening. I kill you for sport, and I kill you for merely being what you are. I have blood, and I have money. What can you really offer me you, mut?"
She lit a cigarette and took a long drag.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 6:19 pm
"I can give you information. Any information that a lycan isn't supposed to tell. I NEED this information that I'm asking of you. And if you have it, I'll give you information. And just to let you know, I do the same thing with pitiful creatures like you every day." Ceon took a sip of wine, then stared at her, his eyes bouncing from her to the man's pocket, where the head of a stake stuck out. "I may hate all vampires but it doesn't mean I hate hunters less."
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 8:54 pm
"There is not much you could know that would be of much worth to me. What can you give me of real value, if anything at all?" She took a drag on her cigarette. She would barter with anyone, so long as they give her something she might want.
"If you know anything about me, you know my information network runs all throughout New York, as well as across the world."
She took another drag and spoke as if she were thinking aloud.
"I most likely could give you what you want. What can you possibly give me?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 9:06 pm
Ceon reached into his pocket and pulled out a shining gold necklace covered in blood-diamonds. At the center of the necklace was a gold heart. "It was my wife's, but I don't think she has much use for it where she is. It was like a good luck charm to her. She never got a scratch on her when she wore this. Do you think it would compensate?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 7:05 am
*Elle saw what has happened in the restaurant so she decided to take her leave and walks away from the restaurant.*
(Exits to Central Park)
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 9:32 am
She smirked, and a slight chuckle came from her. Her eyes stared at the cigarette as she put her elbows on the table and watched it burn. "You amuse me. Your mere offer of it is enough. Keep your wife's memory. Either you cared nothing for her for offering this to me, or you care far more to sacrifice."
Rogue looked up, her eyes glowing slightly, then returning to the intense emerald, for they were in a public place, and she had trouble at times keeping them under control....An eyebrow rose and she continued.
"What I want from you, is to rip apart any lycan for their disloyalty to their own pack by dating a vampire. And feel free to kill the vampirous scum that dare think of fondling your species. We go back to our roots. Do you understand? To the beginning."
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 2:05 pm
Ceon smirked, "It's a deal then. I kill lycans dating vampires and you give me the information. Now here's the info I need. 275 years ago, right after one of the wars between our races ended, a single vampire killed my wife and two kids. I need you to tell me who that vampire is and where he or she may be." Ceon stored the necklace back into his coat pocket.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 2:21 pm
((I'ma pretend that the fight here that I sorta, kind started a little bit didn't happen. Hi-ho!))
Braig walked up to a restaurant that looked fancy enough. He may be a vampire, and unorderly as hell, but he loved fancy places. He felt (more) superior in fancy places. He sighed and headed into this foodery, and recieved a table in the corner for himself. He sat and looked through the menus. No human blood, what kind of place was this? Bah. He decided to settle for some fancy-shmacy steak, medium rare, a salad (in the trash) and a potato (also in the trash. Vegetables? Wtf?).
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