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 Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 12:41 pm
It may of been the drinks..or she was losing her mind. She grinned at this human male. Easy She thought to herself.
" Oh you don't have to" She said " I'm Laureen"
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 12:47 pm
James pulled out a few bills and handed it to the bartender. "It's no problem at all. I'm James." James turned so he could get a full look at Laureen. His jaw dropped as he scanned his eyes over every detail of her body. "So what are you doing in a place like this. It's not safe for someone as beautiful as you."
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 12:51 pm
She giggled. She took a sip of her drink and took all of his looks in .
He isn't half bad for a human She thought to herself.
" I am a lot stronger then i look , trust me." She said , puring in a way.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 12:56 pm
James finished off his second beer. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and pulled a stick out. "Wanna smoke?" he asked, holding another stick in fron of her.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 1:01 pm
Laureen licked her lips. She hadn't had a cigarette is a few days. She took one of them.
" Thanks" She said , lighting it up .
The last time she lite up was when she met Ceon. She bit her bottem lip at his thought. He was the only friend she had in this damned city
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 1:05 pm
James took a drag of his cigarette, and blew a small ring of smoke into the air. He looked into Laureen's eyes and smiled. "Later on, maybe you could come to my place and we could smoke some good stuff," said James with a malicious smile as he pulled out a small bag of herb. "Ever smoke this before?"
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 1:08 pm
" Are you crazy? " She hissed" Put that away. And yes i have smoked some of that stuff before"
She glupped down the rest of her drink . She hadn't been with a human snich...well she was one. She saw o harm in it.
" So how about we to your place James" She said with a sexy smile.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 1:14 pm
James smiled back as he put the bag away and threw some money on the table for the beers. He stood up wobbily, still drunk out of his mind. He stumbled clummsily through the door and out to the streets again.
(exit: apartments)
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 9:23 pm
Kashkin was listening to the entire conversation that the two bar-wanderers had exchanged. He was disgusted in a sense, and yet knew that people did what they did because of who they were. Any sense of that? Yes indeed.
He had been fondling the knife inside his sweatshirt sleeve. It was coated in silver, and was meant for wearwolves, but would still cut just as sharp as any other knife. He didn't have much in the ways of wearwolf hunting, but some did get in his way now and then. It was his job. His life.
Sighing, he took another swig of vodka, feeling it burn as it made its way to his stomach. His head felt a little lighter, and he swayed for a moment, quickly recovering himself and composing his face.
It was getting late, and he would leave soon. The bottle was one fifth of the way gone.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 9:31 pm
He looked over to the strnger,distracted by him now.He took a drink from his bottle of moonshine as he continues to eye the stranger by himself.He saw the couple but ignored them,he was more concentrated on the lone stranger.
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Posted: Tue May 20, 2008 11:59 am
Saylis left the elder to her thoughts. She picked up Orial and put the little spirit onto her shoulder, and silently disappeared out the door.
((Exit to City))
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 7:03 am
Kashkin sighed, nothing really going on. He pulled up the left sleeve of his shoulder to get an itch which was really starting to annoy him, and there, in plain view for all to see, was the Mark of the Hunters. Kashkin never liked patches, and there was no way in hell he'd put anything on his favorite sweatshirt, so he got it tatooed on his arm.
"Heh.... Guess this place isn't so bad...... yet."
He grunted while getting up and walked out the door, on his way to the park and then to his house. He owned a small gunshop. A very, very safe place indeed for him.
"Cheers. I'll get all you walking damned later...." Kashkin said very, very quietly to himself.
{Exit to Park}
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 9:29 am
((It's me-- forsaken_shadow_punkgirl-- my account was hacked and stolen!!!))
Jean watched the stranger leave and as he left, it finally hit her. "Kashkin..." She whispered softly to herself, having the need to find him and re-hatch old memories. Yet she felt with all the time that pasted, he had finally changed into the heartless hunter she always knew he would be. But a part of her-- Jasie actually, knew a small part of the old him was still within, and that was enough for her to go fishing with.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 1:30 pm
 The roar of the engine comes to a stop as he turns off the key to the engine. He pulled his motorcycle up to the bar, taking his helmet off and putting it up. He would then step off the bike, lowering his sunglasses to conceal the shade of his eye color. He pushed open the bar doors, gazing around at all of the patrons and smirked. " Evenin', fellas'..." he said, as he took a seat at a bar stool. " Glass of whiskey. Leave the bottle." he said to the barkeep. After his drink had arrived, he would take a long drink from it and let out a low sigh.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 2:33 pm
"Are you ok?"He asks wrapping his arms around her and noticing one guy leave and another enter the bar.
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