|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 2:07 pm
*He walked through. It was early morning, but there were still a few stragglers passed out on the floor or seating. He raised an eyebrow and approached the bar, going around it and looking around. The key's lay on a note on the shelf before the door, Quote: Here's the keys to your apartment. Someone will be over later to check whether everything is to your liking. Make yourself at home. ~Pack. He replied: Quote: Thanks for the help, I'll be upstairs waiting. knock thrice. He grinned, took up the keys and went upstairs.* ((go to (club FM) appartment above))
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 6:46 pm
She entered the club slowly, sitting in a booth across from the mirrored window in the Alpha Male's apartment. She glanced up at the window, noticing the emptiness of it, waiting for someone to enter the bar, the few lazy humans that were there were either passed out or dead. She pulled down her hood, revealing her enticing green eyes, pale skin, and silver hair. There was a knarled scar across her prefect complexion, made by her brother before he was killed. She untied the noose from her cloak, fumbling with it breifly before laying it on her lap, picking at it, watching its memories and spirits. ((Exit to Myyth's apartment))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:46 pm
Desharzim walked into the bar, his 8 foot frame sticking out like a sore thumb as he sat at the bar "bottle of scarab whiskey" he told the bartender, grabbing a peanut out of one of the baskets on the bartable. he leaned his staff against the bartable and relaxed a bit
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 12:30 am
D sighed and drank back on his bottle, "sure isnt that livey" he sighed again an looked around
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 4:59 pm
Elle paused at the door to take her skates off and replace them with her converses. She sneered slightly at the smell she was beginning to detest, even though it was her own as well.
"This was stupid, and I'm gonna get myself effing killed comin' out here." She growled to herself slipping quietly into the low activity club, she didn't go to the bar immediatly but looked warily around. The sounds, sights, smells, were giving her a migraine as opposed to the usual perpetual headache. She finally sat down at the bar and kneaded her fingers into her forehead. She had called in sick at the club, not wanting to deal with men grabbing her a** tonight. The inline blades clattered in a forlon heap at her feet.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 7:43 am
war hawk walked slowly into the club, allowing the doorman to scan his chip, he ordered a drink and sat over to one side... he looked around the club and smieled... he thought
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 5:19 am
I walked down the stairs from Myythren's room, pondering my situation. The easiest thing to do will be to find Fate. The only time I saw Wes was at the Lycan meeting so my chances of finding him otherwise is slim. I'd better go check out the Bar of the Damned to see if she returned there. I walked out the doors of Club FM.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 9:29 am
Dessik came in and ordered Chardonay. Nah, he didn't drink it. He didn't drink. Didn't like the disorientated feeling. He liked to be in control of the situation. But he loved the look of it.
If he could find a woman with eyes that color, if that brillant color existed. But then werewolves, demons, and vampires existed. He thought nature could create those eyes.
Then he tensed. "Aw crap."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 9:36 am
Tsukato Mirimota Dessik came in and ordered Chardonay. Nah, he didn't drink it. He didn't drink. Didn't like the disorientated feeling. He liked to be in control of the situation. But he loved the look of it. If he could find a woman with eyes that color, if that brillant color existed. But then werewolves, demons, and vampires existed. He thought nature could create those eyes. Then he tensed. "Aw crap." "Dessik, I'll stay invisible if you keep quiet. Now, I heard somethings that maybe going on in my side of the playing field. I'll have to find Dae too because this effects all of us. I can't talk about it here. Don't want to get caught by the head honcho, yeah?" He looked around for a second. "I'll meet you at the junk yard." He took Dessik's glass and downed the whole thing in one gulp. "See ya." And he disappeared.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 11:44 pm
I don't want to hear anything about it, Dessik said to himeself. And he meant it. Aislann was like a little rat sometimes and at some point a rat got caught in a trap.
It would serve Aislann right though. Dessik was sure that anything he got himself into he could get right out of but politics around here was too dangerous to be passing around even if it was your brother.
Dessik looked at the cup on the table. He grabbed it and turned it upside-down with a note under it. Address to who? Did he even have to say who?
It was small note. Nothing glamourous or secretive about it. What did it say? Nothing and that person should be abled to figure it out.
And if they didn't? They know where to find me. Don't they?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 4:44 pm
Dusk stormed down the stairs and dodged the barstaff as he made his way out. He was determined to find whoever had done this to him, and even more determined to kill them.
He stopped once more, grabbed a bottle of vodka and slide enough money into the till to pay for it. He took a long swig andturned back, checking if they were following him.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 5:11 pm
Coming down the stairs Myyth smiled at the staff as she wove though them, over to where Dusk was. She'd changed into some black pants and a leather jacket, and grabbed a couple knives that she rather liked. After having them all silver plated, the bill had made her eyes burn, but it was looking like a good investment. Seeing Dusk pay for the vodka she had to smile a bit.
"You do know we own the place.....speaking of which do you have a Visa from here yet?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 5:15 pm
Jaden came down the stairs after Dusk. He must have look suspicious because he was transformed and towered over all of the people in the club. He grabbed Dusk's shoulder to stop him
"Hold it! Myyth say's that she needs to get something before we go."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 5:17 pm
"Its ok, Jaden, here she is..."
He nodded to her, grinning.
"'Course I do, but i'm not quite used to it yet. My foster parents owned a pub, and even then if I ever took something from the bar I'd pay for it..." He stopped, biting his lip. He'd not look back on those days in quite a while. It was wierd, looking back. He never had any idea how his life would play out, it had just been him, his parents, and the gang he led. Some would have called it a rough life. But compared to now, the idea was laughable.
"Visa?" He asked, taking another swallow of the vodka.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 5:42 pm
Jaden was beginning to respect this Lycan more and more. This is all my fault. he thought. If I had never come here then he wouldn't have followed me. None of us would be standing here right now and Dusk would probably have pulled the rest of the pack together.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
