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 Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 9:46 am
Libby
Libby let this new information on her master's older bike to wash over her, only showing slight apprehension at the mention that it was more powerful than the Kawasaki. She sat down and made her herself comfortable between his legs. Kick the beast on, really? The demon tried to remember the parts that he had indicated on the smaller cycle and applied them here. It took a few seconds but she mananged to start it, the loud vibration relaxing her.
"Now that that is out of the way, where do you want to go, master?" Her voice came out throaty but loud enough for her to be heard fairly easily.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 1:23 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee ducked into the kitchenette and grabbed a Diet Coke. She cracked it open and took a sip of the black liquid. She eyed Vincent over the edge of the can.
"Believe me, I know all about the 'parties' from the Ancient World. That doesn't mean that you have to indulge in it now. Times have changed. I'm not going to try and break you of your habits; you say it's a pointless task and I'm inclined to believe you. But you will respect my rules on the subjects. Such as, no spying on me or Lilly while we're changing, or showering, or whatever else along those lines."
Aimee joined Vincent on the couch, moving his feet so that they were on her lap. She rolled her eyes and answered him sarcastically. Of course, Aimee didn't think that Vincent would take her up on the offer, seriously.
"Alright, fine. If I ever end up with Lilly, then yeah, you can join in with us."
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:38 pm
Seth
Seth didn't know where he wanted to go. He was supposed to have met Angel at the BVR in a little over in an hour, but it was still shut down. So maybe they could find another club to check out, or maybe. Yeah he should take her to the Favour Cafe.
"Back to the campus, I know of a little spot we can sit back and relax. It is a illegal place according to the rules, but back when I was trying to build Raiths here it saved my life. Called the Favour Cafe. You'll love it, then later we can find another club, this time you and me will dance." He kissed her neck lightly wrapping his arms around her and prepping for the surge of power.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:46 pm
Vincent
Vincent made sure to file her response away for when that occasion did happen.
"Well then I'll just have to hold my breath on that one won't I, and I can hold my breath for a very long time." He looked at the drink in her hand and shuddered. He remembered when they made those with cocaine. He hadn't been ready so his body hadn't metabolized it quickly enough. Nearly flooded the whole of London he had gone crazy so.
"Shouldn't drink soda, unhealthy. Water, or maybe all natural juice. I can in fact juice a fruit with out squishing it, better, no pulp. Your body though. Who am I to judge. I drink nectar from women, or juice there muscles in a pinch. Oh maybe I shouldn't go into detail." He chuckled as he turned the TV onto CNN, and then pipped a screen to MSBC.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:59 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee rolled her eyes and took another, deeper swig of her canned drink.
"Yeah, well, whatever. Being ultra-healthy isn't exactly only my highest level of priorities right now."
She smiled.
"You can juice a fruit? Lilly will love that."
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 8:09 pm
Libby
Libby kicked up Raith again, letting herself get used to being the driver of the bigger bike.
"Okay, whatever you say," she said, rolling out of the yard. Once on the road, she began speeding towards the campus. It did not take that long to arrive there. She did not know why she had this sudden urge to flee but it was starting to show and eventually, Seth would ask questions. The demon drove through the buildings and pavements, scaring people for fun. The dorm was right in front of them. "Do you need anything from there? I can go as I am so it doesn't matter."
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 8:22 am
Vincent
Vincent watched her chug some more of the toxic drink and just smiled. His foot began moving in her lap as he didn't have shoes on, we he had never had shoes on, but the illusion of shoes were gone. His right big toe worked its way up her thigh to the arrow point of torso and body.
"I wasn't saying ultra-healthy, just no soda. Fake juice drinks, stuff like that would be better. I'm biased though, I had a coke back in the early years, you know when Coke was part of Coke. It was a bad mix and, well let's just say Coke and Demons shouldn't mix. London would be under water if I hadn't been hit by a train." Vincent chuckled lightly remembering what had happened. He had been walking steadily to the polluted river Thames, crossed some tracks and wham disintegrated into water as a thousand ton locomotive slammed into him. Took him an hour to reassemble after washing the cocaine from his body.
"Good times." His toe was now more of a big finger as its human single joint and into almost twelve to work complicated patterns at her quim. If she looked down she would probably jump. It would be funny.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 8:55 am
Seth
"No I don't need anything. Head over to the west side of the campus. It is on the other side of the science building. You can miss it, but you shouldn't It'll pluck your sixth sense hard. Trust me, no one in their is very confident." He chuckled lightly as the bike kept going, people jumping out of the way of Libby's path, shouldn't be on the sidewalk, but who cares. He was just happy to hear Raithsburne roar again.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 1:49 pm
Alexandria
She smiled with what he said and shrugged her shoulders "Sounds good to me, I haven't been to a club in a good bit" she told him as she looked down at th stir fry and took a whiff of the good smelling food. Her attention went back to him as she suddenly looked confused "So you know what a club is and where they are?" she asked him and let out a small chuckle "No offense or anything bu the last time you were out of the necklace they had clubs around?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 2:07 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
"Well, thankfully for me, they don't make it with hardcore drugs anymore. I've never used drugs and don't intend to. I've never felt the need to...augment my reality."
Thankfully, neither had Lilly. Not that Aimee had any adverse thoughts to using drugs (the harder ones, that is) but she just felt that it was...nicer, that she kept her system so clean. Aimee just wished that Lilly didn't feel that meat was a contaminate of her body. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a nice burger. Lilly was a vegetarian which meant Aimee was a vegetarian. Alas. Oh well, I'll just have something when I go home for the summer.
"So, Diet Coke is bad, but fake juice is alright? What since does that make?"
Aimee wiggled in her seat and gave Vincent's leg an annoyed slap.
"Behave."
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 2:52 pm
Libby
Libby continued on the sidewalk and waved to the Dean while she was at it. "Okay then," she mumbled. People were stil screaming and shouting at them for such reckless behaviour. They were just background noise as the bike zigzagged through the maze of the campus towards the science building and around it for the Favour Cafe. It was ordinary in appearance with the usual tacky colours. Libby drove around the miniature car park once before settling between a Jeep and a sedan. She had not given much thought to sensing it out but now that they were there, she decided to give it a try.
"Ow," was the first word out of her mouth as she slid off the cycle, "Where are the guidance counselors when you need them?" Of course, this was not the scene that met them once they walked through the doors. Everyone was supposedly cool with their tight group of friends and little knick knacks of pleasure. "This could be fun. Shall we?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:52 pm
Vassili
"No they didn't. I do know how to read minds, and pluck thoughts from passersby. I am a very old and powerful demon. Now it is just a matter of picking the right one. Cause I'm not sure what I'll like." He chuckled as he continued to finish the stirfry. It did smell good and he had made enough for two people. He could in deed eat food, but he never really enjoyed it, maybe tonight since he did it himself. He knew Vincent would glaze his food with nectar he harvested from women. Pervert.
"Anyway, we have to go get you some good clothing before hand. Still early only four. Plenty of time to get you a stunning dress." His hand stroked her ribcage lightly as he turned the burners off and dolled out two plates.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 5:00 pm
Vincent
Vincent cursed in a very dead, very forgotten language as he let his toe reform to normal human standards. He sat back when something perked his interest coming from the MSBC broadcast. He switched the pip and listened.
"They are idiots. Think they found the Legendary Atlantis. Looking in all the wrong places. Have they never wondered why Antarctica has a five mile ice covering. Why there are liquid lakes under the ice. Really." He chuckled thinking back to when he had flooded that whole damned place.
"The hubris of those people. You know they had the most advanced technology imagined at that time. Black powder in the thirtieth century before Christ. They started harvesting crude oil in the twenty fifth and then moved on to fusion. Then they tried to kill me. Idiots. Me a god, the oldest of my kind." Vincent frowned realizing he was the last of his kind. One of the four natural demons. What a sad thought.
"Last of my kind as well. The rest of us, the naturals, gave themselves to their respective elements. Gaia, she sank into the Ground one day. Said it would be better to punish the humans from below. Sail vanished with the wind and I've never heard from her again. Foi, that b*****d jumped into a volcano trying to rid Africa of humans. I'm the only one that hasn't given into the temptation to become one with my element. What a sad thought." Vincent fell silent as he watched the TV.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 5:09 pm
Seth
Seth got off the bike and stood there looking at the door leading to the basement, reminiscing back to when this place was first opened. He had used a little known law in the Universities Constitution to get access to the basement. Then having some phony documents forged he got full right to whatever he wanted to do with it, sold those to the girl who set the cafe up and had been coming there ever since.
"Come on I'm telling you it is amazing. You'll love it, not exactly Victorian, but shady out of the way and relaxing." Seth interlaced his fingers into hers and lead the way, at the door he knocked. The slat opened and eyes were there. "Who are the last ones to die?"
"The Cowards and The Thieves, for they are the ones who cannot be Patriots." The sound of a lock sliding back was heard and the door opened. Smooth jazz was playing at the moment, thankfully and as he entered eyes swiveled. Some looked from him to Libby with suspicion.
"Hey she's with me, and you gotta problem with her, then you gotta problem with me, kapeesh?" Everyone laughed lightly, Seth was more relaxed and a little more open here than outside, not exactly like he was on his bike, but these were his kinda people. They stayed out of the way and minded their own business.
"So what'dya think?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 6:22 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee stared at Vincent in silent amazment.
"...Are you saying...what I think you're saying? That you know where Atlantis is? In Antarctica?"
She shook her head, laughing silently.
"...Wow. I feel like I should tell someone. Anyone."
Her laughter died when she saw how Vincent's memories were starting to affect him.
"You...you're all alone? That's so sad..."
Her hand stroked his calf gently, giving him comfort where it was due.
"How many demons are left?"
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