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 Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 3:22 pm
*Annie smiled at the kitty, and then up at Dope, and settled into her seat. She intended to stick around as a quiet observer in this strange place for a while yet.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 3:31 pm
*Dope finished her drink then lent on the bartop. Buchi came over to her and meowed. Dope scratched the top of his head and sighed*
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 2:04 pm
Techi walked into the room slowly a steady. First time without his brother by his side. The few days that he was aloud to leave the home of the cidous creature that held him and his brother captive. He was used to the abuse himself. Didn't fight it as much as his kin but adapted to survive. His long white hair was tied back in a tight braid. His silvery ears almost hidden but stuck out when they twitched to sound. Blue orbs glanced about the room as he headed deeper inside. His tail raising up as he made a seat at the stool. Looking only a mere teenager with the snow like locks of hair.
" Good evening miss.."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:39 am
There was a slight creak as the door to the tavern opened and in stepped another creature, she didn't close the door behind her but let it slam with a thud that made those slightly weary jump from their seats. A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she let her purple eyes scan the tavern, it was unlike the home she came from and she noted the small differences with a slight nod.
The general chit chat made her ears twitch and she picked up the odd word or phrase, some making her roll her eyes, while some intrigued her and so she would stop in tracks and pretend to buckle her boot up, that or stretch her legs. If those talking looked to see why she had stopped she would smirk and shrug before moving on.
Her small boots thudded lightly on the wooden floor as she walked and her red hair bounced behind her like the waves at sea. Her hand sat on her hip, with her thumb placed through her belt as she let her other arm flop lazily by her side. The skirt that had been pulled into a knot by a buckle dragged on the floor, almost dusting it and picking up the small bits of cigarette ends.
This place seemed fine for her to stay a little while and so she decided to slip into an unoccupied seat by a small table. The corner was her preference and she sat down gently and quickly with out making a noise. She didn't want attention and like most of those in the bar she just wanted to relax and watch. She loved watching others, she could picture their words as they spoke and she liked to guess who they were.
The gun from the side of her leg was taken out with a gloved hand before she checked it, rubbing her fingers on the cold steel before sliding it on the table to show that she wasn't going to use it. Well the real reason was so she could sit a little more comfortably, then with a heavy sigh she planted her legs up on the table and sat back in her chair. One hand began to fiddle with the rings in her long ears as watched and smirked.
"Nice..." she muttered to herself and checked her pocket for a cigarette. She wouldn't have had one if there wasn't already the smell of the sweet fragrance around the tavern but there she was lighting one up as if she hadn't a care in the world. After all Talinar's hunting days seemed to be well and truly over.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 4:29 pm
*Silent as the darkness they were made from, the shadows around the main bar of the tavern suddenly writhed across the floor, pooling together in the center. Spiralling away from each other into tribal patterns, the darkness swiftly formed a large runic circle, from which Roan rose with a smirk. Flicking her long red ponytail out behind her, she stared briefly at the few people clustered in the Tavern, grinning darkly when she spotted Akuma*
Welcome back, little firestarter.
*grining hugely, Roan sauntered behind the bar, ignoring everyone else*
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 4:15 am
*Bard limped to his room to restore his energy from the fight with Az. His gunshot wounds painted the staircase with his blood whilst his biomechanical demon arm slowly returned to its old familiar Lute shape which lay strapped across his back.
His bruised ribs cursed him as his arm made a daring move to turn the door handle to his room. Slowly he placed his lifeless body flat on his bed and closed his eyes.*
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 6:51 am
As Roan entered the tavern, Magra had already been long since ceased his control over the cast form that skulked amongst the shadows in Bard's room. The pair of eyes looming over the darkened wall briefly looked about, as Corbin re-gained his focal presence, before they fixed on Bard.
Cocking an intrigued brow at the situation, Corbin lingered for just a few minutes longer, before the cast form vanished.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 10:00 am
*Roan came out from behind the bar after a short interlude, her nostrils twitching. Grinning ferally, she traced the scent that caught at her attention across the floor to the stairs. Following the pretty red trail upwards, Roan walked through Bard's door and dropped her jacket onto the floor by his bed. Performing the same trick with the shadows she had the LAST time she'd told him not to mess with her, Roan took a seat on the side of the bed next to the incapacitated man and waited for him to wake up*
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 5:30 am
*Suddenly the shadows had bound Bard to the 4 corners of his bed. His eyes shot open at the sudden restriction on his body and focused at the Cainite infront of him.*
What the ******** !?
what do you want THIS time.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 5:34 am
Well, seeing as you didnt learn LAST time not to ******** with me... I thought another lesson was in order. But then I noticed that the poor little boy's been hurt. Did my big nasty Azrael hurt you?
*Roan mock pouted and fawned at bard, before returning to her sadistic grin*
Bullets arent much of a fashion statement. You should get those taken out. And lucky you, I'm here to do just that.
*Roan then leaned down over bard until her nose practically touched his*
The hard way.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 6:03 am
Wait a second, it was YOUR fault i fought Az in the first place, if you left MY mind alone i wouldnt have holes in my body.
*Bard gave Roan a evil stare as she loomed closer over his body*
i suppose now is the torture bit again huh ?
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 6:08 am
How is me repaying a favour my fault? YOU invaded my head first. I just didnt realise Rayth could get into YOURS too, devil boy. And Im GLAD a DeSeer put holes in you. No one messes with me and mine. ESPECIALLY not a damp jazz salmon.
*Roan sat back a little and slowly slit her wrists and the inside of her elbow joints until her blood flowed in thick sticky trails. The blood then seemed to undergo some strange warping, becoming thick, hard black shadow. The shadows writhe for a moment before dipping towards the bullet holes in Bards body.*
Say ow.
*The shadows then burrowed into Bard's skin, digging for the bullets Az had left in him*
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 6:15 am
*A sharp and intense pain dug into Bards flesh, ripping through the tissue as it burrowed deeper.
Bards veins in his throat and head started to bulge as a immense scream burst violently form his voicebox.*
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 6:20 am
You're still too loud.
*Roan moved one hand and one of teh shadows binding him gagged him as well. Continuing, Roan slowly dug the offending metal objects out of bard, dropping them into a dishon his sideboard*
Now, if I remember correctly, last time I harmed you a fair amount and warned you not to mess with me again. You ignored me. So what am I to do with you now? Personally I think I should kill you and be done with it. Dont you agree? nod or shake your head - if you try and speak I'll send that shadow straight down your throat in search of your intestines.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 6:27 am
*Bard nodded to see how far the sadistic woman would go. If he did die then he would probably get to hades alot quicker than expected so it would sort of be a favour....a painful one tho.*
*Bard's body grew hot and flustered. He started to sweat from head to toe as the shadows aggrovated the nerves in his body, spurting scarlet blood from the wounds. His muted screaming was nothing but a mere muffle of sound now.
The gag restricted bard form using any kind of musical dirge on Roan and playing guitar was clearly out of the question. All he could do was sit and either deal with it or die*
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