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 Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2004 5:24 pm
((We need more hunters. sweatdrop I got to go I must finish cleaning my room. crying ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2004 5:36 pm
Having set up a place to stay for now, Nemesis decides to go out for a ride on his bike. It is black with a smooth sporty look, he is wearing his long black coat. You can see the handle of his sword sticking up from the back. He is riding at a normal speed and with the traffic that is out, because of the weather and roads he doesn't feel likeing wrecking and scuffing the paint.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2004 5:39 pm
Omki walks the streets looking for something to do.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2004 5:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2004 5:51 pm
(( Sure... I'm a demon to let you know..))
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2004 5:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 6:51 am
*Logan had started training a little while after midnight and had continued until daylight's forst rays appeared over the horizon way out over the ocean.
She stopped as the sun's warm rays touched her agile, strong body. The spear was held out behind her and her feet were spread a shoulder's width apart and her left foot was about 3 feet in front of her right.
Her breathing was deep as she repaid her oxygen debt and watched the sun rise. She turned her senses back to the city where she watched the many vampires disappearing behind closed doors to sleep in darkness whilst the mortals rushed around New York with hardly any fear of being attacked.
She followed the scents of a few of them and watched as they rushed through the crowds to get to their places of work. Logan would hate being mortal... Having to have a job to feed herself seemed pointless and a waste of time and effort when perfectly good meals were available that would feed her for the following week. She always managed to choose the richest poor people in new York to feed upon...
She took a deep breath in and stood up. She shook her legs and arms and slowly cooled down her muscles before grabbing her bag, jacket and sword and headed back into her new den. Once inside she dug through her bag and found a bite to eat before settling down to sleep, the spear and sword at her side, and always with one eye open.
She would have to make it a sheath at some point...*
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 7:09 am
Yawning, she stretches, glad for the slight ease up in the weather. Tucking her shorter brown hair behind her ears, she smiles. While gone, she'd changed her hair, just for the hell of it. Smiling and looking over the city, she wonders who could be playing out.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 8:57 am
Rikku de Lioncourt *Yawns slightly as she lands on the sidewalk after jumping pout of the window of the hideout. She stretches then walks through the street, avoiding eye contact with all mortals who pass* [are you also a death dealer]
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 9:04 am
gothtauros Rikku de Lioncourt *Yawns slightly as she lands on the sidewalk after jumping pout of the window of the hideout. She stretches then walks through the street, avoiding eye contact with all mortals who pass* [are you also a death dealer]
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Rikku de Lioncourt Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 9:18 am
((*waves* hey people. I'm the newest Lycan on the block biggrin 3nodding ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 9:24 am
After debating with herself whether to explore the city, she resorts to doing so. She'd rather be moving around to keep herself warm. Tucking her chin length brown and blonde hair from her face, she looks up at the moon. Almost full.
Tucking her deniem collar up against the chill currently residing down her spine and neck, she heads into the evening rush.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 9:28 am
He sits on the edge of a building, keeping his coat wrapped fiormly around him. The snow was getting really bad now, the roof wasn't the best place to be sitting. He sighs and slowly leans forward, falling off the edge of the roof and landing on his feet in a dark alleyway. It was slightly warmer in the alley, but not much. "Good old winter..." He mumbles to himself as her leans against the wall, rubbing his hands together to keep warm.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 9:32 am
Watching mortals walk by, she catches a scent of another Lycan elder in the city. Logan or Kinikki, both of which were residing in her bad books, though Kinikki was more or less under the heading 'Shall not talk to from embarrassing issues.'
Looking through a nearby window, at a childrens store she smiles at the lights and bric-a-brac on display. Christmas was close, and the smaller persons of the city were getting excited. If only Santa was real, and roamed the night sky on the 24th.. Not the usual filth that roamed the night 365 days a year. 366 in a leap year.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 9:34 am
Arceli sits on the toilet in her bathroom. She touches the most recent scar on her wrist and sighs. she stands up and pulls her panties up, adjusts her skirt and gets ready to finish unpacking her things. First she checked under the bathroom sink, only two phials of that purple liquid left... she'd have to find a herbalist soon.
She takes out a needle and looks at her calender. Tomorrow, she was due. She pierces one phial with the metal tip of the needle and draws the monkshood into it. She points it up, squeezes the air out of it and then puts a toothbrush in her mouth. She pushes the needle into her forearm and clenches her teeth as she injects the poison into herself.
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