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 Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 7:57 am
Racquel looked up from her place when she heard the word 'Lycan' She hated being called something she hated. Without a word she crawled further to a corner, and then sat down agenst the wall leaning her head on the other wall. She could grab a chair, and sit in that, but the cool floor felt nice on her feverishly hot body. She sighed lightly, and looked at the wall observing it's texture. Her mind going threw well over 100 things. The headache was much worse now.
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 9:42 am
(Laughing a bit)
"Well, I don't think more alcohol will fix that. I drink in fixed amounts so that I'm not intoxicated, but my concentration is increased."
(Cyrus takes another sip of red-eye. He then closes the bottle and spins it from his finger)
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 10:36 am
Lily was deeply affected by Veroen's words. He had realized what her heart was clinging to and what her mind was telling her. Up until this moment, she had planned to move on. She felt that she was being domesticated by this man, this wonderful man, that never seemed to be around when she needed him. The last few days had been hell for her, she missed him so much that she would goto the apartment and just sit in silence and darkness just knowing that it was his place was...comforting to her.
She was ashamed that he could read all of this in her eyes, she had tried for so long to remain cold and heartless. Her problems were rarely brought up in conversation and she was a master at keeping them secret, yet he could see them. She definitely was not known to be warm and caring, at least until she met him. In this moment, she knew she would remain his and his word that he wouldn't leave her only made that revelation more certain.
She could see the alcohol taking hold of him but there was something she felt that she needed to do. "This is the only possession that I would kill for, it means more to me than anything," Lily slipped off the ring that was on her left ring finger, the golden ring that had been with her since she was a child, that had her family's crest engraved on it. She took off her necklace and switched the charm with the ring and clasped it around Veroen's neck. "That ring is the only thing I have left from my life, I want you to have it." A small tear ran down her cheek. To the unknowing eye it was simply a piece of expensive jewelery but to her it was her life, who she was, her memories, and the last thing that connnected her to her deceased family. "No matter where you go, you have the biggest piece of me that I can offer you," she smiled and kissed him "you are the only person I would ever trust to keep it safe."
Veroen looked like he needed to lie down and let the alcohol work itself out, he needed to be taken care of right now. Lily looked to Shin. "Please watch her for me, let Alasdair know that I brought her back," she smiled warmly at him and gave him a peck on the cheek "please do it, for me." Lily knew that, with the current situation, Shin wouldn't do a small favor for Veroen but she hoped that he would value their friendship enough to do it for her. She stood up from Veroen's lap and laid her arm across his shoulders. "We should go now," her light French accent, which seemed to remind people of Rogue, gently made it's way to his ear "let's go home."
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 7:59 pm
Kashkin's train of thought... if anyone could call it that, began to move.
"But squirrels and giraffes are everywhere! It starts off with a squirrel on a tree. A tree in New York, for that matter. There aren't many trees in New York, and inside that little tree, the squirrel finds a mate and calls it home. BUT! It doesn't end there! Oh no. Then the squirrels multiply, and start ravaging other trees, growing in numbers and continuing the cycle, damaging public property at every turn! AND then the public becomes scared of them when and if they get rabies, which is when the giraffes come in and eat them! The giraffes who kept order then become endangered because squirrels learn how to fly, and they are therefore named flying squirrels even though they don't even actually fly and then all hell breaks loose and the full out war between then commences!!"
Kashkin was crossing his arms and counting his fingers the entire time he was ranting, and then he suddenly stopped in mid-motion, his arms raised in the air, his hair and hat shading his face. Slowly, without a single muscle in the rest of his body moving, he reached down with his right arm, picked up the bottle of vodka, and took four gulps out of it. Upon placing it down, Kashkin put a hand on his face and sat back on the couch. His head was hurting suddenly, and he had no idea as to why.
"I wish drinking made the squirrels go away, Cyrus..... If only wishes could come true, and wars and hopes weren't dashed and riled up everywhere. And I really, really could use some juice."
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 8:29 pm
"Well, whatever you say..."
(Cyrus then takes another swig of red-eye, then hides the bottle in an inside pocket of his jacket. He slaps down some money and scratches beneath his eye.)
"You know what, maybe you need something besides a drink. Why not let loose some adrenaline? What do you say? A fight, some girls, anything to keep your heart racing. I usually do that to let off steam, but it may get some sence knocked into you. Not saying you're having an episode, but- hey, we could always go outside and kill some squirrels. What do you think?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 8:49 pm
Kashkin smirked, a big, evil, insanely sadistic smile moving up his face, his white teeth completely contradicting his abyss black hair. His hand twitched a few times, the bottle of vodka shaking slightly.
"Kill, kill, death, kill..... That should be a phone number. Girls?" Kashkin paused, tilting his head to the left. "Umm..... I don't know how to flirt........ The last two girls I tried talking two put bullets, fangs, claws, and half an explosion into me. It was nuts! They weren't very nice. And besides! No girl would talk to a person like me."
Kashkin paused, seeming to ponder about... something. "Killing squirrels..... Hmmmmmm..... Maybe if we could eat them afterwards....."
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"A fight? With who? I don't know if I could fight in my current state." Kashkin made a very serious face, staring around the room. His eyes made contact with everyone before falling back onto Cyrus. He leaned foward some more, towards Cyrus. Then, suddenly, raised his arms and said, "Boom!"
Kashkin then sat back in the couch.
"I'm game for anything. Choose, and I'll probably agree to it."
Kashkin looked at the bottle of vodka and stared at the bar through the distorted view of it all.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 7:11 am
Rika Yokoyama Lily was deeply affected by Veroen's words. He had realized what her heart was clinging to and what her mind was telling her. Up until this moment, she had planned to move on. She felt that she was being domesticated by this man, this wonderful man, that never seemed to be around when she needed him. The last few days had been hell for her, she missed him so much that she would goto the apartment and just sit in silence and darkness just knowing that it was his place was...comforting to her.
She was ashamed that he could read all of this in her eyes, she had tried for so long to remain cold and heartless. Her problems were rarely brought up in conversation and she was a master at keeping them secret, yet he could see them. She definitely was not known to be warm and caring, at least until she met him. In this moment, she knew she would remain his and his word that he wouldn't leave her only made that revelation more certain.
She could see the alcohol taking hold of him but there was something she felt that she needed to do. "This is the only possession that I would kill for, it means more to me than anything," Lily slipped off the ring that was on her left ring finger, the golden ring that had been with her since she was a child, that had her family's crest engraved on it. She took off her necklace and switched the charm with the ring and clasped it around Veroen's neck. "That ring is the only thing I have left from my life, I want you to have it." A small tear ran down her cheek. To the unknowing eye it was simply a piece of expensive jewelery but to her it was her life, who she was, her memories, and the last thing that connnected her to her deceased family. "No matter where you go, you have the biggest piece of me that I can offer you," she smiled and kissed him "you are the only person I would ever trust to keep it safe."
Veroen looked like he needed to lie down and let the alcohol work itself out, he needed to be taken care of right now. Lily looked to Shin. "Please watch her for me, let Alasdair know that I brought her back," she smiled warmly at him and gave him a peck on the cheek "please do it, for me." Lily knew that, with the current situation, Shin wouldn't do a small favor for Veroen but she hoped that he would value their friendship enough to do it for her. She stood up from Veroen's lap and laid her arm across his shoulders. "We should go now," her light French accent, which seemed to remind people of Rogue, gently made it's way to his ear "let's go home."
Veroen silently listened to her speak with care. He wanted her to be happy. And if being with him would make her happy, he would gladly welcome the idea with open arms. He sluggishly smiled, trying the best he could to keep his usual mood, as well as actions, in control. The alcohol was really starting to take its effect. He watched in slight surprise as she slipped her ring across his drunken fingers. His mouth was open just a little, and after she slipped it on, he closed it. He then looked at her with compassionate eyes. "Thank...you....I will keep it...safe...forever..." Veroen said to her with difficulty. He had forgotten what it felt like to be drunk. It was hard to put sentences together and speak decently. He stood up stumbling as he did so, regained his balance, and closed the space between himself and Lily. He looked at her for a moment, and embraced her. His hug was tight, but not to tight to hurt her. He firmly held her there, for a couple of moments. And looked back at her, agreeing with what she said about going home. He sheepishly nodded, and started towards the door. His headache lessened, though his eyes did not really change too much. They were still dark pits of black, though it seemed to lessen by the moment. He stumbled as he walked towards the door, turning around to grab her hand, and held it in his. He silently without saying another word led her to the entrance.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 9:20 am
Veroen
Veroen silently listened to her speak with care. He wanted her to be happy. And if being with him would make her happy, he would gladly welcome the idea with open arms. He sluggishly smiled, trying the best he could to keep his usual mood, as well as actions, in control. The alcohol was really starting to take its effect. He watched in slight surprise as she slipped her ring across his drunken fingers. His mouth was open just a little, and after she slipped it on, he closed it. He then looked at her with compassionate eyes. "Thank...you....I will keep it...safe...forever..." Veroen said to her with difficulty. He had forgotten what it felt like to be drunk. It was hard to put sentences together and speak decently. He stood up stumbling as he did so, regained his balance, and closed the space between himself and Lily. He looked at her for a moment, and embraced her. His hug was tight, but not to tight to hurt her. He firmly held her there, for a couple of moments. And looked back at her, agreeing with what she said about going home. He sheepishly nodded, and started towards the door. His headache lessened, though his eyes did not really change too much. They were still dark pits of black, though it seemed to lessen by the moment. He stumbled as he walked towards the door, turning around to grab her hand, and held it in his. He silently without saying another word led her to the entrance.
Lily held Veroen's hand tightly as he took her to the door. She looked back and silently nodded at Shin, thanking him for watching Racquel, which she hoped he would do. She caught up enough to prop herself under Veroen's arm and she tried her best to help him walk and with that, she walked out the door with her man right next to her.
((exits))
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 8:21 pm
"I dunno Kash... I don't know."
(Cyrus looks at his watch)
"Damn... running out of time... Look, you want to go back to hunting? I don't like to remind myself, but I need to feed off of these hellspawn running through our city. I haven't had a bite to eat in a day or so..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 12:14 am
Racquel watched as the two left the building, and there very essence dissapeared aswell. She looked up to Shin wondering how this vampire was twords captives, and also she wondered were he stood on the whole 'Vampires hating Lycans' deal. she wished that before she was either turned, or killed, that she'd find someone that atleast agreed with her that this war is pointless, and stupid. She allowed a sigh to pass her lips, and without really thinking she spoke. "My name is Racquel, you must be Shin? Am I right?" She let the grip on her knee's loosen as she stood up more. showing she was relaxted, and no threat to him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 11:04 pm
Jasie strolled in and as she did so, she caught sight of Kevin, a.k.a Kashkin. Jasie slightly turned away from him and cursed softly to herself. "Of all nights-- why did this one have to start up like this." She thought to herself and slipped into a bar stool. Actually she really wanted to see him again, but since she acted up the other night wanting nothing but to kill and feed. She didn't know whether it was a blessing, or a damn curse to be around him now. But with that in mind, she simply ordered something strong, wished it would or just could-- effect her, and slumped over the bar table and wished this night would just end.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 1:45 am
Kashkin sighed, nodding to Cyrus. He had indeed felt the urge to hunt, and the urge to kill was always in his nature. However, Kashkin saw someone else. Someone very familiar.
"Jean...."
Kashkin quickly got up, making his way slowly.He got right up behind her, Jean's back facing him. He slowly, gently, moved his hands up Jean's back, resting them on her shoulders. He began to massage her shoulders a bit hard, but not hard enough to hurt or anything. Just to relax, loosen up the muscles. He kept massaging her, leaning in close, lightly breathing on her hair. He smiled, lost in her. Why? Who knew?!?
"Boo. What's up, Jean? It seems like everywhere I go, you're there too. Following me?" Kashkin smiled both evily and playfully, leaning in closer, right next to Jean's ear. "Now, I know you aren't a stalker, and I know that you are a vicious and skilled death dealer, but....." He smiled even wider, barely even whispering. "Could it be that you have some feeling or feelings for me?"
Kashkin had fought off the flying squirrels, and now had some down time. In Kashkin's eyes, Jean saved his life. He owed her a life in return. So why not get to know her a bit better? And besides he was simply trying to find out some information. Jean WAS a vampire, but she might, JUST might, by a small, insane percent chance, be able to convince him that there really are some good vampires out there. After all, she saved his life.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 2:50 pm
((Actually it was Jasie who saved you, not Jean-- Jean’s rather the evil side of Jasie, and one you really haven‘t got to meet, truly-- yet. She was out of her element when you did met her, and out of character.))
Jasie instantly froze up as she felt someone so close behind her. Instincts are what had her hand reaching out for her dagger, yet when the hands gently moved up her back, her hands fell lightly to her sides. The feeling sent chills of pleasure through body and to her core. In which, it had her falling back against him and his body with a deep and drowsy sigh in total, surrender. As he began massaging, Jasie made light and deep purring-- sighs and moans here and there during the process. She knew who it was just by the smell of him, and it took everything she had, from to fight the urge to spin around-- kiss or even wrap her arms around him firmly.
Jasie couldn’t help but have an intriguing, yet arousal look on her face as she spun her stool around to face him. Their faces were so close together, she almost gave in and kissed him. But she held back and stood firm. she was in fact, a little saddened that he keeps referring her to Jean-- but she kept that out of her eyes, expression and voice, when she spoke. “Hey, scary man-- have you caught any naughty creatures, willing to have fun yet…? Or are you simply scouting for a bigger and better prize among the group here…?” she grinned and winked at him, “What can I say, Kevin-- you go to the best places in town. Not to mention you love a good, stiff drink like I do. So it’s either you or I-- who’s really, stalking.” she ended with a smirk upon her lips, and a light chuckle. But her next comment caught even her, off guard. “What can I say-- I love that tight, sexy a** of yours. Especially when I get to see it strolling away with that sexy body of yours, too.” She almost found herself spinning back around, and blushing to her abrupt honest. But she merely cleared her throat and tried her best in changing the subject. “You know-- technically I’m not, a Death Dealer but a Void Master, and-- maybe I do-- have some feelings, or even, fuzzy warm feelings, for you.” Jasie couldn’t deny the intense attraction she felt every time she’s near or around him. There was just something about him that hit her hard, and fast straight to her core. Whatever it was, it was dangerous. And she knew sooner or later, she’d be falling straight into his trap. But she still couldn’t get the sensations of that night out of her head. Of him laying his head on her stomach to rest and just the simple, yet caring things he did and made her feel that night. But he vanished for so long after that night. She almost gave up on hopes, of ever seeing him again. But when she finally, did see him once more-- she knew she still had it bad, for him. Just seeing him that night in his red hat, shadows cascading in all around him, in that bar-- it had her heart strings pulling in his direction. Well that’s what it felt like. But even though she didn’t really have a beating heart, she still has feelings like anyone else.
She sighed in confusion and looked over at the jukebox, hoping for a good-- up beat song to play next.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 7:08 pm
((And this is where I get embaressed and fail. XD Ummm... I got the two mixed up. I was confused, and they both acted alike, so my head spun a bit. Sorry! ^^;; I thought you changed names on me at first, and believed Jean = person who saved Kashkin. Jasie is the name I meant to use =P ))
Kashkin laughed a bit as Jasie leaned back against him, his hands working magic on her. He eased into her more as she began making sounds like a cat and a very aroused woman. A cat person!? No, no, she was a vampire. That would have thrown Kashkin's world into a mental breakdown! But that wasn't the case. He kept going until Jasie spun around on the chair, facing him.
Kevin breathed lightly, he could see Jasie's eyes, hear her breathing, and almost taste her lips. He had the sudden urge to lean foward just a bit more. His smile became a normal one, but it was filled with a mischevious kind of fun and, well, something else. He smelled her, the intoxicating air that almost drew him nearer. Without realizing it, he had placed a hand on one of her legs, and the other hand on her shoulder. He shook a bit of his hair away from the front of his face, looking right into her eyes. He wasn't looking at anyone else.
"Scary man? Who, me? Come now, I'm only scary if I see a threat or sworn enemy. I see neither at the moment. And no, no one seems to want to play with me. I wonder why....?" Kevin rested his forehead on Jasie's forehead, his nose just barely touching hers. "The best places in town? I can't help it if I enjoy a drink now and then..... I still think that you're following me though. But who knows? Maybe subconsciously I'm following you. Or, perhaps, we are attempting to follow eachother, in which case it would be much easier to just stick together for a while. Don't you agree?"
Kevin laughed a bit, his hand on Jasie's shoulder staying put, but his other hand moved up and down. "Sexy body? Mine? Well love, you've seen the scars on my body. I didn't expect my a** to be cute though!"
He listened, his eyes softening. When people weren't around, Kevin could finally let his peaceful side out. And, for these moments, the side was out.
"Well, you did save me, so I suppose since you're being honest, I get this uncontrollable feeling in my heart. It fights against my very being, and it feels... good. Besides, your a** is so, so much better to stare at. That and a list of other things." Kevin couldn't say the words he liked her, but the gigantic hint was there. Kevin had a few girlfriends, did the normal stuff teens and such did. But this was a bit of a stronger feeling.
Kevin stared at Jasie's body quite often, her unique, beautiful features standing out. He tried to hide that fact, but who would call him on it? A smile that could outshine suns, and a laugh that made the air around him seem to flow about. Her hair seemed to move on its own sometimes, entrancing him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 10:41 pm
((lol-- It’s totally ok. Jean was rather confused with feelings and such-- that she was temporarily only in the mood to think and just be. Instead of killing and what-not. That’s why she seemed so much like Jasie, but she wasn’t. Yet Jasie was somewhat influencing her actions. But anyway-- don‘t you dare, stick that tongue out at me mister! I just might bite it! lol-- you know what, Jasie actually has a cat too, lol.))
Jasie loved Kevin’s laugh. It sent invisible, trimmers of intense sensations throughout her body, and it makes her get weak in the knee’s too. He was unlike any human or person she ever met. He makes her feel things and puts her in this way-- this arousing, yet also discomforting way. He could also be the one to steal her heart, or in fact stake it too. Jasie shiver and shook at that thought, trying to simply brush off the gloominess of it.
She couldn’t help but look back into his stunning hazel, yellow eyes. Their were breath taking. All the contours of shadows and browns, not to mention the canary yellow within it’s mysterious depths. She almost felt like she was gazing at the yellow sun itself within his eyes. Well, to a certain extent at least. But hell, the heat coming off of him… or was it her. Was a little overwhelming, not to mention the hormones radiating outwards from them both was a bit-- intense for one person to handle. It had literally thickened the air around them, or so it felt like that to her.
Jasie saw Kevin’s smile and she felt her stomach flutter with radical butterflies. She almost felt like giggling and blushing like a heart struck teenager, with a crush. She shook her head slightly, yet she felt his hand on her leg. She instantly froze. It was being attentive and eager it seemed like. As if it had a mind of it’s own. Jasie found herself very, very, nervous and out of her element with him. Somewhere she’s never been before-- I mean ever! She didn’t know what to do, how to act or even breath. She seriously stopped breathing. And when he moved his silky hair, Jasie found herself reaching up and touching it, out of curiosity’s sake. Just to see and feel if it really was as soft as it looked. She closed her eyes as she touched it, she was brought out of her trance-- and remembered how to breath when he finally spoke.
Jasie cleared her throat and tried to put on a casually, unaffected smile. She just hoped it looked like that at least. “You are just a teeny, bit--” she motioned with her forefinger and thumb, at just how small an amount he was, “Scary Kevin. And hell, I’m surprised you haven’t simply rounded up someone, to play with.” she ended with a light laugh, and a smile. Yet as he leaned in and rested his head against hers. She found herself forgetting how to breath again. Him being this close affected her in such a way-- she couldn’t explain it, yet she neither wanted to run, push him or even it away from her either. She found herself taking in the scent of him. Closing her eyes and inhaling deeply and longingly. Simply taking in the scent of him to engrave it into her memory-- so she could rehash it time and time again, forever.
Jasie lost in his scent barely heard him, “Umm?” Yet she opened her eyes and found the words she meant to say. “Yep-- the best places Kev.” she agreed with a smile, and fluttered her eyes upwards looking directly into his eyes. But her love drowsy eyed look, faded and was replaced with mischief. “Well then-- if your following me, then I think I should at least put my house key under my door mat. Just to be hospitable enough-- that and, well so you can simply come right on in.” she said with a wicked grin and a light giggly laugh. “What the hell is wrong with you-- snap out of it. He’s just a man, and your-- your-- you’re a goner... your totally hooked, and in love with him.” Jasie thought to herself and sighed heavily with worry. Jasie didn’t comment on the whole part of sticking together, she was fighting off the urge to tear and rip off his clothing with her teeth. Let alone would she be able to hang around him without acting like a fool. She seriously had to put some distance between them before she, or he does something foolish.
Right before she was about to say something pertaining to goodbye, or I have to go-- his hand moved affectionately up and down her leg and she froze in anticipation, and in a state of giddy arousal. She silently cursed at herself, and freely surrender to him, and to that lovely hand of his too. She purred once more and immediately snapped out of it by his statement of sexy bodies?
Jasie actually felt herself blush, and she almost turned away from him too. She did slightly, but she was a proud woman and regularly never did so. She usually held firm and never backed down. But his comment stunned the hell out of her and all she could do was react in the way she did. Her eyes no doubt said it all though. They always do, well for the most part that is. Yet when she gazed into his eyes she found a peacefulness she never seen before. Well she thought she never seen. She actually thought she was imagining things when she saw it in the graveyard. But now she wasn’t so sure anymore. Jasie reached out and touched his cheek softly, “You better get that checked up on. That feeling in your heart, that is. Sometimes what seems good, really isn‘t. ” she said with a bright smile and almost kissed him on the cheek. But his next comment sent her over the edge. She actually blinked several times at him-- to stunned to believe what he actually said, and to afraid to jinx anything by repeating it too.
((*sighs heavily* I am offically exausted-- And, DAMN!!! I write to much, oi... sorry!!! *winces*))
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