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 Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 4:42 pm
As she turned the corner, she saw a small gathering, many of which were vampires, she could tell. Vampires, she was sure. She continued watching from her shadowed position, though she made no real attempt to keep her positon a secret. Absentmindedly rubbing her shoulder as if trying to massage out a pain, she continued watching them interact, her eyes fading from an electic green to a deep crimson gradually. the vampire in her wanted to go over to them, to interact. Meanwhile, the hunter in her was screaming to hunt them down, one by one. Unsure who to listen to, she continued merely watching, the internal battle showing in her distant gaze.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 4:59 pm
~ Eihwa takes a moment to observe Rogue in her decision regarding the new mortal before tasting the hunger that burns the inside of her lips. She should really find a treat soon to sate her aching jaws. Maybe it was her mortal conscience lingering with her since her body ceased functioning in a way that would be defined as 'living', but perhaps she simply couldn't justify killing someone that reminded her of herself.
A mental shrug, another drag, and the placement of herself on the bench nearby signifies moderate thought.
What she needs is a man who's been naughty.. . . It shouldn't be that hard to find one in New York City. ~
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 5:13 pm
*Rogue shrugged back.*
"Looks as if the night club life is for you then.."
*More reffering to feasting in them...which she was sure Eihwa could understand...her first meal had been in them...and...people weren't always so innocent inside.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 6:24 pm
He stopped infront of the vampire hunters hiding position and looked around trying to keep weight off his hurting leg. HE knew someone was there hiding because the waves were strong on his mind, like someone had shot a flare off signaling where they were. He used his hand to clear away foliage as he looked for the person hiding and was starting to close out any brainwaves or thoughts coming from the hiding person.
When he had finally managed that he listened to the sound of the many pulses around him and heard many. Eihwa and Rogue in the distance did not have one and nor was there one infront of him meaning whoever was before him was either vampire or some form of undead creature. Finally he broke through and was looking down on a girl or woman rather, she was vampire he could now tell by the way she looked but there was a certain look in her eyes that made him curious about her.
"Why are you hiding?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 6:28 pm
"Not hiding...this is where i was walking, and i stopped here. Nothing more than that," she said to the man in front of her. She only glanced at him for the briefest instant before turning her attention back towards the small gathering. She didnt quite know what to make of him. Granted, he did not seem to pose a threat to her, but she had learned the hard way several times that it is these kind of people that usually bring her the most trouble. Instictively, her hand moved to the magnum, still snug in its holster on her thigh, covered by her black jacket. "Why did you seek me out," she said, in a rather cocky tone, though she did not mean to say it in such a manner.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 6:40 pm
"You have no need of your weapons, I post you no threat and even if I did I would have attacked your mind before I let you see me."
His cane poked at the firearm as he talked about it and he smiled. She was protective perhaps a rogue vampire or a hunter either way he did not care, he had spoken with many vampire hunters some would label as traitors only to learn of being betrayed by their own brothers and haing to turn to hunting.
Of course others just thought vampires were a curse and wanted to kill them all off thinking it was their only chance at redemption. A vampire was not damned unless he used his dark gift to do wrong and murder, especially if he or she accepted it to do wrong in the first place.
"I just wish to talk and learn perhaps, perhaps we have something to exchange knowledge wise maybe not but we will never know unless we talk. Perhaps a friendship."
He held out a hand at this and waited to see if she would take it or do other wise.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 6:48 pm
Her eyes slowly travelled up to meet his, though she did not mover her hand from its position. Even if she had wanted to, she doubted ehr body would have allowed ehr to drop her gard for a single instant. With her free hand however, she tucked her hair behind ehr hears once more, the red streaks against the black sticking out even more in the dim light.
"Alright," she said after a long pause. Taking his hand cautiously, as she had always been accustomed to. In the back of her mind, she thought about how ridiculous she must appear, and how like a child. However, she knew that this is the sacrifice she made ehr her style of living; she knew that trust was not something that she was able to accomplish easily anymore. While friendship seemed a farcry, talking never hurt anyone....just talking. "Where to?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 6:56 pm
"Oh I thought we could just walk around the park a while, but I have a limousine coming if you would rather take a ride."
As he helped her up he once again leaned on his cane and stood there with both hands resting on it as he waited for her reply. The pain in his leg was like it was being gashed open all over again but after so many times of having to feel this the pain barrier was breached long ago and now he was use to it. He looked up at the night sky and removed his glasses letting his unaturally blue eyes show, this was something a few vampires had naturally but others only appeared this way when angry. In life his eyes had been blue and in undeath they were even more so.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 7:06 pm
"If your up to the walk, then that is fine with me," she said, removing her hand from over her magnum and pulling her coat tighter around herself. She found that she was cold a lot of the time now, and though a few months ago, she would have considered this pleasant weather, she was now freezing. Not that this showed however. Her ability to control the emotions she let show on the outside had progressed amazingly since she had been turned; a feat she was not sure had been developed from her turn, or she had more to hide now. Either way, it was there.
Pulling her hair back into a messy bun as it was beginning to agitate her from always being in her face, her eyes slowly faded from the crimson, back to their bright green color, the peircing green amplified even more by the moonlight dancing across her face as its beams punctured through the dried branches of winter.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 7:22 pm
Turning he motioned for her to follow as he started to walk up the pathway with his limp. How odd this must look for a vampire to walk such a way but he carryed a slight smile on his face as he walked showing that he was completely unbothered by it.
"May I ask your name? I am Jacques DeVant."
The wind blew around them catching leaves in its grasp and carrying them to another location. Nature was around them and in them for where did man come from but the earth but again they in a way did not come form the earth. They were vampire and where did the vampire come from? Some answers were better left forgotten but they did no the answer or some thought they did.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 7:30 pm
"Kerrigan Taylor...It's nice to meet you," she said as she walked alongside him. Her eyes watched the ground as they walked, almost as if she was unsure what to say. She wanted to ask about the limp, but thought that impolite. She then wanted to ask how he was turned, but that also, seemed slightly inappropriate. So she once again absentmindedly began to massage the same shoulder as before, without realizing what she was doing as she searched her mind for something to say.
Then, the most basic of "small talk" came to her; the very thing she had been trying to avoid. She despised the mindless chatterof small talk almost more than lycans, however, before she could stop herself, it blurted its wat from her mouth, shattering the silence as she had hoped would happen eventually, "How long have you been in New York?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:01 pm
"I have been in New York a couple weeks. And you?"
It was then that his thoughts were interrupted by flashes of images sent from his sons from France. He stumbled back and almost fell but caught himself on his cane and waited for the images to finally stop. He would have to scold his children for sending him such a flood of strong images so quickly, he must leave unfortunatly for the images must be looked into he knew what they meant. It was another job his sons had failed to get anywhere on and they sent it along to dear old dad.
"I am sorry but I must be going. If you ever need anything any help with anything or anyone call me. Just as long as the reason is justified I will help."
He flipped a card into the air containing phone numbers and an email address to contact him and then he quickly walked to the white limo that pulled up and disappeared within. ((Exit. I just thought it rude to leave you open like that so I came back for an exit post.))
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:05 pm
"I have lived here for several months now," she said, still walking slowly alongside him. However, she was startled at his sudden change in disposition.
She swiftly moved to help him as she saw him stumble back slightly. Though she was no telepathic, she could feel the strain on his mind ever so slightly. watching him carefully, she grabbed the card from the air as it flitted down slowly. By the time she had caught it, he was almost gone. Calling out to him just before he get in the limo, she grinned, "I'm a big girl...but thanks." Giving him a soft wave, she continued walking without him, returning to her original thoughts.(( lol, kind fo you. but i didnt mind. ill ttyl ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:13 pm
((appears that I logged on at jsut the right time!))
::Finn came walking into the park, she was fealing a little sick so she didnt have her normal rollerblades on. Apparently those bullets that she had taken to be free of silver where exactly to opposite and now she had gotten sick because of it...::
"Damn that deathdealer..."
:: she said silently as she went and sat up against a tree holding her stomach. she had felt like throwing up for days now, but she knew that it was windeing down now so she would only be in such a horrable state for a day or so more.
across the park she notaced someone there, she could hardly see them at such a distance but the white limo stood out like a lighthouse in the darkness. one of them had stayed wile the other left, Finn watched the one who was left absentmindedly as her thaughts wondered aimlessly::
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 5:39 am
Though she could not see the lycan, the stench hit her like a brick. She stopped immediately in her tracks, hand moving to her magnum instantaneously, as her eyes darted around wildly. "Damnit, where is it," she muttered softly to herself, finally turning around to see the dim silhouette of a figure standin a good distance away across the park. Approaching would be nearly impossible without appearing to be an attack, and walking casually up would not be an option in her current mood, no matter how much she wanted it.
Continuing a few more paces, she sighed slightly to herself, turning towards the wall she had been following and punching it hard with a frusterated yell. She could hear her outburst echo through the still ngiht air, but at the moment, she did not mind who was around. IF they were going to attack her, then let them, she could use such a thing at the moment. Glancing down at her hand, with a few bones clearly broken, sickening pops could be heard as her body began healing itself, not suprising. She did not even really feel the pain anymore, and it showed in her relaxed expression as the bones set themselves straight once more.
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