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 Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 10:28 am
Jean instantly cringed inside from D's comment. She then leaned out of his embrace a bit, with a gloomy and confused look on her face.
Jean took a deep breath and exhaled shaky, she looked into his eyes simply gazing into them.
"D, ah-- I'm..." She turned from him biting her thumb, wondering if she should tell him.
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 1:30 pm
"Yes Jasie?"He asked confused that she stopped mid senctence."What is it?"
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 11:54 am
Jean instantly spew out the words, before she even thought about the ramifications of doing so. But once she heard him say her name with such affection and care again, she reacted in female spite and anger that it wasn‘t her name.
"It's me Jean-- not Ja-sie..." She said with a hint of sorrow in her voice, yet as she recollected herself she quickly knew she made a mistake in saying it. She immediately cursed under her breath and took a few steps backwards, not knowing what he would do next.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 2:43 pm
He sighed."Its ok Ja-...I mean Jean."He said taking a step closer to her and holding his arms open."Last I checked you are a part of Jasie,correct?So why wouldn't care for you to if I care for Jasie,your just another part of her if I understand that correctly."He said not sure if he understood that or not.But since Jean is part of Jasie then isn't Jean Jasie?He thought to himself.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 3:31 pm
As D held his arms open to her, she froze in total shock and was stun from him doing so.
"Ah-- yeah... I'm a part of Jasie-- And to answer your question on why you wouldn't care for me... well that's mainly b/c of everything that has happened between us." She emphasized the us part, with her hands and then she sighed sadly.
“And alas, the fighting between us too-- and so, well-- in other words, that is simply why you’d… you know… not like me-- b/c the whole kill me and you thing…” She sighed heavily with a sad expression on her face, that resembled regret.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 3:42 pm
"At this point I stopped caring about the whole kill me thing."He said walking up to her and hugging her."Your Jasie and I love Jasie so that must mean I love you to,isn't that how it works.Yes I may have disliked you at first but you can't hold grudges agianst those you love."He said holding her in his arms trying to comfort her more.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 4:00 pm
Jean's heart softened from his words yet her facial expression held nothing but confusion of the acute kind.
"O-kay..." she nervously said, yet his embrace did something to her and she leaned into it, hugging him back as well.
"Thanks..." she said with a smile, "Your a great guy, you know that."
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 9:16 pm
{Enter from city}
Kashkin's face was illuminated faintly from the dim-glowing neon sign. A new bar, and a very well hidden one at that. Although this was a new bar, he already was expecting a very... versatile party. He made sure his weapons were holstered properly, and his knifes and... explosive toys were all disarmed and unarmed for the most part. He had heard the name of the bar circulate from a few other hunters, and he himself, being deemed a "martyr", was immediately intrigued.
Martyr though? Well, maybe to a point.
As he entered, the sights that graced his eyes immediately put him on edge, although only his eyes showed a dangerous hue about them. Here there was no fighting, no battles to be started or finished. Here was a santuary, as if irony had found its tune.
Kashkin's entire complexion was calm, but the suppressed fire in his eyes would betray him, if anyone ventured to look into them for more than a brief moment.
Being that this bar was closer to his house, he had stopped here to view the sights. And thus, he began doing so.
He found himself a couch, deciding not to hit the bar yet, and sat himself down, leaning back, his blood-red colored fishing hat nearly falling off. He smiled faintly, looking around with his eyes only, his head angling towards the ceiling a bit.
An interesting place. It reeked of blood.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 11:07 am
Jean noticed the male who walked in, yet something was very familiar about him. Something she couldn't figure out, or even put her finger on. Something.
Jean went on edge a bit, she felt something was amidst, yet only knew it was mainly coming from his direction. Jean looked over at him on the couch and noticed his hat first, and then his eyes. They had more intent within them than his posture and body language indicated, and the two never mixed well.
Jean had the oddest feeling that s**t was just about to hit the fan-- well so to speak.
(("Hey stranger-- how have you been?" Says with a grin. <-- couldn't help it, lol.))
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 10:19 pm
"I try my hardest."He said back to her but turns noticing another enter the bar.He had no clue who it was and as long as he doesn't cause any problems it didn't much matter to him.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 2:31 pm
Jean's attention was shot right back at D, with his comment. "Huh..." she paused to collect herself and blew out air she didn't know she was holding on to, "Oh-- oh yeah." She continued with a light smile and laugh, yet Jean was still curious about the stranger.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 6:39 pm
Kashkin's head remained still. He slightly closed his eyes, focusing on the sounds he heard, the voices drifting throughout the room. He noticed two people chatting eventually, and noticed that one of them had been glancing his way when he was making his way towards the couch. A man and woman.
Hell, at least it wasn't a tragic vampire-lycan love story. Last time he was in the Residential district, a man and woman, a wolf and a damned, were in love, and Kashkin hated it. He had eventually got into a gunfight, and blown out of a building a few stories above the ground after dropping some grenades into the mix. The building was nearly decimated, and the woman vampire took most of the fall damage.
"Thems the breaks." Kashkin said with a sigh and a slight grin. He was probably high up on Death's waiting list, and he could just imagine that grim reaper standing over him, almost asking, "Your luck run out yet?"
He felt for his guns, and then decided to get up and get himself a drink.
Moving silently to the bar, his feet trained not to make much sound at all (the angle his feet hit the ground could soften the vibrations and noise it would make, nothing special), he got to the counter and ordered vodka straight. He grinned as the bottle was put into his hand, and he gently placed the money on the counter. He sat there, far right of the place, two seats next to him empty. He felt his blood pumping a bit faster, but he could sate his urge to rip vampires to shreds for now.....
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 12:14 pm
James entered the bar, already hammered from the schnapps and high from smoking the herb in the alley. He staggered up to a stool and plopped down. He hit his head to the table as he raised his hand to the bartender, "Get me a beer, any beer. And make it a double."
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 12:25 pm
Late one night Laureen walked into the bar down town. She had been tired all week. Ceon dieing...this war going no where...still no where o ining her son. She sense al kinds of beings in the bar. Se desided to sit next to a harmless human
" Screw driver" She told the bartender and he came back wth it right away. She drank it in one shot" And please keep them comming"
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 12:36 pm
James looked over at the woman sitting next to him. His eyes widened as he looked her up and down. There was a scent coming off her that he couldn't explain. Must've had one too many beers, he thought. He raised his eyebrows as a plan formed in his head. He looked over at the bartender as he brought the woman her shot and the check. "I'll pay." he said, taking out his wallet.
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