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 Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:49 pm
Omki smiles kindly and walks over to Denny's. " What ever you want my dear I'll have....." Opens the door for you and bows. " after you...."
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:55 pm
::Gives him a pleased look:: You don't need to bow to me. ::looks over the tables:: Why don;t we sit over there, by the window, in the far corner?
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:57 pm
Omki smiles and node He walks over there and sits down and starts to look at then menu. " Hmmmmm What should I have...."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 10:18 am
*The scent had got right up Logan's nose and it drove her insane. This insanity caused her to run blindly through New York following the strange smell...
Other immortals and the drunk mortals looked strangely at her, but she didn't notice. The smell was obviously intended for anyone but her...
She fought her subconscious and finally won over, meaning she could revert back to her usual alert status and control her body a little more, which ultimately led to her being to dodge the mortals instead of charging into them and sending them flying.
The smell got stronger the closer she got, and it took all her willpower to keep her mind and body under her control. She turned into an alleyway and ran to the dead end at the back. She couldn't stop herself, so she just scanned the area as her legs began to slow her down to a stop. The smell disappeared then and Logan looked around the alleyway untill she caught sight of the smell makers.
Strange little things, dressed in full length brown robes appeared from nowhere and advanced towards her.*
Who are you! What do you want with me...?
*She drew her knife cautiously as a voice appeared from one of the robes.*
STRANGER : You are not meant to be in controll of that body... Kill her.
LOGAN : Wait just one minute! Why are you trying to kill me? *She circled on the spot as she threatened the figures coming towards her. It didn't answer and she called on a great surge of energy that allowed her to jump clear of the group and land on top of the building. She then ran through new York, trying to ditch her persuers.
They would not be ditched... Ideas ran through her mind and she tried all of them, not one worked. The things seemed to be following her without being able to see her. Smell.
The thought hit her hard and she groaned... She would not be rid of them if they could pick her smell out of the whole of NY! Then she had an idea and turned to the ocean. Once at the beach area of ny, she dropped from the rooftop and dived into the ocean.
It was freezing cold but her heightened adrenaline and part elder blood, kept her alive and flexible as she swam farther and farther out to sea. After a while she surfaced and saw the things on the beach. They honed in on her rough position as soon as she surfaced so she dipped back under and stayed under for as long as possible before coming back up for air and diving back under again, it took them a long while to locate her that time...
She had to find some way of covering her scent, without becoming a mermaid...*
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Black Cat Godess Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 4:35 pm
((Oh my.........))
Neko was veiling aginst sight, Illusion around her like a cloak. Many made the assumption that she acctually changed the things she Illusioned, but that wasn't true. She merely changed how the brain interpreted it through her spells. She came to her alcove and sat in it, staring at the green, dilapisated lamp post. SHe smiled, thinking of how her siblings would be dumbfounded to see her now...And she blinked away tears.
She wished they were still alive.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 4:48 pm
"Hey! Get back here!"
"Up your's!" a voice yelled back. The voice belonging to a girl of sixteen who was running through the streets with a hotdog secure in her hands. Unruly jet black hair flying 'bout behind her shoulders as she zigzagged through the packed crowd of mortals. Birght, emerald green spheres shining slightly from the light of the cars and streetlamps.
Most of her body was hidden under the folds of a black jacket, which was a couple sizes too big, seeing that it reached down to her knees. Though through the opening of the jacket you could see a baggy T-shirt. And as she ran you could spot cargo pants nearly two sizes too big held up by a belt if you cared.
Magani Yamada panted slightly as she skidded to a stop and hid inside an allyway, pressing her body as flat as she could against the brick wall and watching the man she had knocked down to get at his food run past. The young Lycan waited a few more minutes before starting to wolf down her hotdog, nearly biting her fingers several times in the process.
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Black Cat Godess Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 4:57 pm
"Do you really need to steal food?" Neko asked from her niche, having seen the entire scene. "You'll want to be a bit careful. Don't want to lsoe a finger you know." She was still veiled from sight.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 7:42 pm
The Lycan yelped, falling back against her rump. Not the most graceful of falls. "I don't have any money." she retourted to the darkness, eyes glancing here and there looking for the origin of the voice. Then she scowled lightly, her cheeks becoming a bit warm as she blushed out of embarresment. "Well s'cuse me. Sorry it's my fault for not having fed for so long." she muttered, hiding the said fingers inside the sleeve of the jacket.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 11:45 pm
((Jesus ******** christ The last time I posted was like on page 150. I really missed alot.))
*Tamashii walked the street, coffee in hand, and cigereta in the other. He took a uff then drank some of the coffee as he walked. the cold night ir on his face was soothing.*
Damn...good night....
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 5:25 am
((Was that aimed at me mate?))
*Logan swam, underwater, round towards the cove where she had sat with Drakken earlier that night.
She emerged from the water, concealed by a hanging clump of seaweed that had got caught on the rocks under the cove.
She watched the creatures as they searched the ocean, they did not look her way. The severe cold must be masking her scent from them, at least for now.
It was understandable though! She had been submerged in icy cold water for nearly 5 hours and was only still alive because of the composition of her blood and the adrenaline.
She breathed deeply, trying to stop herself from shivering as she sent a mental message to Drakken.*
//Meet... Me... At the cove... Now.//
*She sent the message over and over, submergeing for a few minutes between each one to keep herself hidden from the strange creatures. What did they want her for anyways...*
((Sorry guys, i get bored easily during school hours and end up posting random stuff on here! This idea just popped into my head! Feel free to join in if you want, i have no plans for these creatures.... So manipulate them all you wish! Just don't kill em yet! xd ))
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 8:16 am
After a dissapearance for a while, to clear her head, Xandora stood atop the skyscraper looking down over the city. This place had come back to haunt her, even when she had run away. Yes. She had gone, not planning on returning. But the leader hadnt relieved her of her duties. 'New York' had masterfully appeared in scar's on her arm. She should have known better.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 8:36 am
He lays back on the roof of Club FM, admiring the moon. He sighs as he closes his eyes
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 8:39 am
Flopping down onto the edge, she dangles her legs over the side, and leans back. Getting the faint tingle,her brows tense at the fact another immortal was out in the city. Checking her weapons we both with her, she relaxed.
Catching the scent of the immortal, she sighs and turns her back on the direction it was coming from, still laid down. She wasnt in the mood for a confrontation, at least not with him.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 8:47 am
He ignores Xan's presence. He wasn't up for an arguement at that moment. He tucks his hair behind his ears
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 9:02 am
Hearing something of a shout, she sits up. Looking over the edge, she could fine the source, she wanders to the edge of the scraper, and looks over to the backstreets. A mugging, it seemed.
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