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 Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 6:51 am
As a young women walked in I was measuring my odds against fighting the watchers and the cops. Three cops one watcher I like those odds. Ahh and that women had to just be impudient and curious. So before the watcher knew what was happening I had flipped our the switchblade concealed in my jacket sleeve and slashed out towards his own switchblade. My blade just barely brushed his thumb but were it had hit it left a short black burn mark. He's a vampire, to, I thought to myself thank God that I always use a silver steal alloy in my knives. As the watcher recoiled from the blow, my legs flew up hitting him in the stomach sending him flying five feet in the air then my legs flew around knocking the cops out from under their feet. I quickly grabbed the dessert eagle and popped in a new mag... this one with bullets... not tranquilizers.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 7:25 am
((actually, the watcher is not a vampire...))
I shook hands with the girl, before we were interrupted to find Lukas fighting an armed man. Nova immediately approached them, in a very innocent, imprudent manner. Which caused Lukas to be distracted and the other guy to seize the chance to fight him back and put a gun on his face.
Involuntarily, my heart trembled. Lukas was at least my friend, and we'd gone through too much for me too see him like that and remain calm.
As stealthily as I could, I got near, mumbling some words while rubbing a small pouch in my pocket. The gun was sent flying out of the man's hand, falling at my feet.
The cops around quickly approached, taking out their own weapons.. Now that he was unarmed and with a dozen guns aiming at him, I reckoned it was safe for me to go closer.
"You know, it would be a lot nicer if you just introduced yourself...Because, if you have reasons to fight us, we'll have no problem killing you..."
(I took some chances in this post, but I followed Drakona's queue - that we can say if our attacks were successful. I hope the GM won't be mad... wink ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 7:35 am
You really think that you can kill me pff but, right now a have enough problems and I don't need the W.P.I.S. getting mixed up in my business. The names Deon and technically I kill for a living. Right now this crime may lead me straight to my kill and another $55k. All I need to do was a quick body analyzes and I'd have been out of everyones hair but that damn deputy had to make things diffucult.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 7:54 am
I looked at him, astonished. What an attitude! Did people completely give up on being nice? Hell, a smile and smooth talking had always worked way better than pulling guns on everyone! Can it be that I'm the only one who still thinks the best of people?
((I think I'll give room for the GM now - it would be a little out of character for Terry to ask you who's your kill and how it is related to this crime.))
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 10:41 am
(sorry for posting this but I need to post it before I forget)
"I'd better pull out the damn badge" I thought. I reached into my trenchcoat that made the cops alittle uneasy and pulled out a black wallet I flipped it open and said. New York W.P.I.S. Hired Hunter division. This crime didn't only happen hear two days ago this exact thing happened in New York the W.P.I.S. needed someone with special hunting abilities to track dow the b*****d who did this.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:22 pm
(Drakona, I have only ONE problem with your posts - just a little grammatical thing. I'm kinda really a**l about grammar [shut up, Blue xd ] Would you mind using quotes so everythng isn't jumbled in confusing? Sorry for being a nag! sweatdrop and, no, i'm not mad at anyone; you're all fine with the attacking/fighting stuff. besides, i wasn't here to actually DO anything...)
((Okay, time to catch up..))
I winced as the blade nicked the flesh on my thumb and yelped as I went soaring through the air, gasping as I hit the ground with a ******** a*****e," I swore. No, I wasn't normally this vulgar, but this punk was really pissing me the hell off.
As he whipped out his badge to show the boys in blue, I approached him with a strong, manly gait.
Yippee. Point for me.
"Um, you said you don't need the W.P.I.S. getting mixed up in your business, and yet you are W.P.I.S.?" I asked. This guy needed to get his story straight before I buried my knife in his back.
Seriously.
I was that pissed.
Honest.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:24 pm
I watched with calm curiosity, taking a few steps back as fighting broke out. Tensing, I could feel my teeth sharpen and the hair raise on the back of my neck, ready for any reason to shift and help Lucas. I hadn't known him long, but I was willing to help him if the fight turned deadly.
I stayed ready to shift, though I allowed myself to relax a bit. He had a badge, and he seemed to know more about the W.P.I.S. than I did. I stood at the fringe of the group, simply studying the odd people.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:40 pm
Realizing I wasn't going to get an answer anytime soon, I decided to let the jackass ignore me and do his own little investigation. After all, he might be useful.
That's a big might.
And, after all, he had said there were murders like this in New York, his division. This was the first set of murders in this city since two weeks previous, when another entire family had been slaughtered, and who's to say it hasn't happened all ofter the country?
This could be something big.
I stood next to Nova now, feeling the power of the change radiating off of her.
"It's alright," I told her. "No need for now. Unless that p***k comes at one of us again."
I glanced over at Terry. "You alright?" I asked her.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:48 pm
I glanced at him, relaxing fully. I was ready to change at a moments notice, but I hid the power of the change. Changing always tired me out, especially when i changed back. In jaguar form, I wouldn't have much problem with the fatigue the change causes, but my human form is weaker. The transformation takes alot to occur.
I studied the new guy carefully, my eyes calmly running up and down his form. He was muscular, a lean figure standing rather tall. What is it with these people, I thought. I always have to look up, I thought as a scowl touched my face. He looked almost dancer-like to her eyes, his muscular and lean figure seemingly gracefull.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:53 pm
((Um, hi there. if you would like to join the RP, please PM me the profile on the first page. Otherwise, I'd appreciate it if you didn't spam here? Thanks! biggrin ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:54 pm
I nodded at Lukas, smiling. "Sure I am. Just a tad tired..." I sighed. The spell had tired me some, but not too much. And it wasn't like I was expecting him to thank me for getting him out of a tight hole. After all, we always had each other's back.
I couldn't keep his gaze for long, though. Diverting my eyes, I looked down at the badge the man had shown and shook my head. What a p***k. "What are you gonna do about this one?" My voice was merry as usual. I was trying hard not to show my discomfort to him.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:59 pm
I sighed audibly, frustrated.
"Honestly, I have no idea," I said. "We'll just have to see what happens." I put on a phony "New-Yorkian" accent and said, "I really don't like these New York W.P.I.S., though. So rude and ignorant, not to mention they're up on their damn high horse."
I couldn't help but to allow myself a smile at my own cornyness.
That's a word, right?
Cornyness.
It's a word now...
Anyway, I shook myself out of my inane reverie to focus on the situation at hand. Diced up bodies and a fishy Watcher. Not to mention to creepy girls hiding out in the back shed. I couldn't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe they had anything to do with this. If they were involved somehow. Maybe they knew the family...
It was too strange.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 1:13 pm
I looked over at Lucas confused. Finally getting it, I smiled at the joke. A little late, but hey, I got it eventually.
"What else do we need to do here?" I asked, turning slightly to face Lucas. I didn't completely turn my back on the new guy, keeping him in my perrifial vision, just in case he decides to attack again.
I looked over at the guy, not wanting to be rude, and genuinely interested. Holding out my hand, I smiled up at him. "I'm Nova. What was your name again, I didn't catch it." I said.
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