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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 2:33 pm
'Or, I'll not stop talking, since I have the freedom of speech.' he said, clearly befriending her was out of the option. 'Come on. We'll get you something to drink, and I'll talk to Hunter about somewhere to stay.' He lead her inside, and to the counter. 'A root beer, and a Silver Raz.' he ordered. Two bottles were set in front of them by an elderly man, greying hair.
''Ere you go, Sethe. It's on the 'ouse.' he said, moving back to other customers.
'Pardon me.' he said, taking his bottle and moving over to Hunter.
'Hunter, that girl needs a place to stay. The apartments just blew up, and she was supposed to stay with Kerrigan. I think Kerri's gonna stay with me, but this girl needs somewhere to stay.'
'Oh sure, mate. I got a place for her. There's a few hidden rooms in the back. You can talk to Good ol' Billy aboot a place in Haven, I'm sure.'
'Problem is, she's not exposed to the supernatural, to my knowledge...' Krii'Ouse replied.
'Oh... I see... Well... she's gonna be pretty fast here...'
'I know...' Krii'Ouse replied. 'I guess I should talk to Will with Kerrigan about that.'
'Here's the key to the room in back.' Hunter replied, giving Krii'Ouse a key ring. 'It's right there.' he said, pointing out the room.
'Thanks, mate.' Returning to Pheadra, he handed her the key. 'This goes to the room right there. You can rest n there for a while. Kerrigan should be around soon.'
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 5:43 pm
Begrudgingly, she took the drink from him, simply holding it as he talked to the bartender some more. Though she kenw that she wasnt supposed to over hear, she couldnt help but eavesdrop when it came to her own self. When it came to the part of the super natural, she interjected, setting the drink down hard on the counter. "My mother was leader of the Boston hunters you idiot. Just ebcause they didnt want me out killing things after dark doesnt mean im ignorant of what goes on." At that, she snatched the key from him, and pushed her way through teh crowd to the room, opening it and kicking it shut behind her.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 5:48 pm
Krii'Ouse looked to Hunter, who returned his look with a shaking head. ''At coulda gon better.' the elderly Hunter said.
'Shaddup, Hunter.' Krii'Ouse said with respect.
'Just sayin'.'
'I'm going to go talk to William.' Krii'Ouse said, heading towards the secret panel in the maintenance closet.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 5:53 pm
When she was alone, she sat on the bed, throwing ehr bags on the floor. Running her hand back through her red and white hair, she took a deep breath, flopping back into a laying position. Pne hand resting on her stomach, she closed her eyes, drifting into a light sleep.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 9:38 pm
Waking with a start, she looked around at the strange situation in which she found herself. Once again...a place she didnt know. Funny howsince the death of her mother she had been carted one place, kicked out, and then taken to the next. With any luck, however, she could be out of this hell hole in no time. Undressing, she threw her dirty clothes on the floor, changing into a pair of low cut blue jeans, and a black tank top what showed off her midruff. For being only 18, sh had the tones figure of a woman hardened by years of training. Though she had not been allowed to really hunt, that didnt mean that she was allowed to sit around. Her mother had made sure that she was able to defend herself.
Running a finger through her hair, she walked out of the room into the pounding music, shiving her hands in her pockets. Her hips swayed softly as she walked over to the bar, looking around her at all the people having a good time. Suddenly, she felt really out of place. Taking a seat at the bar, she swivelled aorund in the chair to face the crowd, leaning back on the bar counter slightly with her elbows.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 11:16 pm
'Wot can I get ye, missy?' the bartender, Hunter, asked to Phaedra. 'Another root beer? A Coke, Coke product, food?' he inquired. Only doing his job, he was.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:07 am
She sat for a moment, as if ignoring him, before turning her head to look at him. "If i had wanted something, i would have asked," she said, rather curtly, turning her attention from him once more. Her red and white hair fell into her face, to which she responded by trying to tuck it behind her ears. The msuic still pounded in ehr ears, and in all honesty, it was starting to give her a headache.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:20 pm
'Well pardon me, missy. ButI'm only doin' me job. Mother Mary, woman.' he said, leaving her to herself, and tending to other customers.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 1:17 pm
Skiaska sighed tiredly. She hadn't gone on a mission since she left for England. The most workout she had gotten was punching her bag and jogging. She sighed as she looked down at her stomach. At this rate, she was going to lose all her hard work from the labs... Shaking her head, Ski sat on a stool at the counter, the music bouncing around her head. Hunter looked at her and, with a retained frown, handed her the usual. A bottle of vodka.
Ski hated herself at that moment. Lydia was depending on her for help in the pregnancy, and she was moping about, drinking, and not going out... at all. And why had this happened? "Damn you, Teslae..." With a grim determination, she chugged some of the bottle, then set it down. Geh, she was going to have SUCH a hangover...
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 2:32 pm
Edith entered the bar, apparently it was a little busier than she had thought, at least there were quite a few of her hunter brethren there. She decided to join Skiaska who was seeming to wollow in her grief and her vodka. "Hey Ski," she said coming to sit near the other huntress whom was currently chugging her vodka as though it were pop. "You okay?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:08 pm
(((Continue from: Adolfina's home.)))
---Adolfina walks up to the bar and looks around quickly not sure where to sit.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:34 pm
Reno ran into the bar and nearly collapsed."I.......need to work out more if I want to be with this girl."He said to himself.He looked around and saw her near Ski.He slowly approached her from behind and slowly put his hand on her shoulder."Eden......dont run away.Please give me a chance to tell you somthing."
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 10:32 pm
s**t, if he kept following her like this she was going to end up giving into his endearing talk and losing herself completely. It was hard enough for her to control herself around him, and if he followed her everywhere it just made it worse. Edith took out a cigarette, flicked her lighter to life, put it to her smoke, and took a long drag. Yes, every now and then she would give into the dirty and unhealthy habit, namely, when she was stressed out big time or depressed.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 2:01 am
Kay C walked in slowly, looking around, examining the place, her hips swaying in a sultry manner. She got to the bar and grinned at the barman. "Sex on the beach please," She chuckled and sat down, taking the drink as it came and sipping at it, looking around. "Hm, not bad, I could grow to like it here..." She smirked.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:49 am
Reno took a seat next to Eden and looked at her."Look Eden.....I know you have a bad past.I know you have alot of pain that still haunts you.And Inknow that you think I deserve better.Well Eden.I think I should tell you about my past.To tell the truth I never wanted this damn job of being a trained killer.But since my father was in dept to his buisness partner he had no choice.Ever since I could walk I was trained to be a killer.I wouldnt be able to eat a meal unless I could sneak it past my father unditected.It lead me to go hungry many times in my life.When I was ten I began to learn fatla spots on a human body and how to hit them exactly.When I was 15 I started working as an assassin.I remeber the first time I killed somone.It was a woman who hadnt paid off her debt to my fathers partner.I killed her.......slit her throat open in a second.It didnt feal that bad.......till her children came into the room.The look of horror they gave me still haunts me.I ran away.........I cryed my eyes out at what I had done. From that day I started acting like I didnt care.Id always put on a fake smile and act like I was cool with everything......but when ever no one was around I would feal like s**t at what I had done. Im a killer..........nothing but a dog that obeys his masters every wish."
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