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 Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 11:13 pm
Vassili
Vassili followed everything she talked about. His hands moving every weapon she talked about, analyzing every piece of ammunition mentioned. His mind soaked it up, faster than a sponge could suck in water. Finally he pressed a finger to her lips for her to stop. He picked up a very large piece, an Israeli made Desert Eagle fifty caliber. He knew how to fire, in fact he knew the internal mechanism with just looking and pulling apart. He loaded the twelve round magazine in a second, slid the mag home and racked the slide. He aimed it at the farthest of the targets down the longest of the lanes and then stopped. It would be deafening. He looked at her and turned the gun on himself. With a slight muscle pull the gun erupted with that throaty noise only a fifty caliber pistol could make. It hurt, more than he expected, but the damage was light comparatively. He looked down at the hole in his chest. The bullet had passed clean through where his heart should be. So if he got shot by enough these, he would be screwed. One, no problem. His eyebrows creased and the wound sealed in a minute. He set the gun to safe and then set it on the table.
"Well that answers that question. I can take the small caliber weapons, a lot of that. A lot of these those would stop me." He put his hand on the pistol.
"So then shall we get to your practice?" He choose a medium pistol, a P26 Nine Millimeter and pushed it into her hands. He was waiting for her cry of shock, having just shot himself and survived.
((I'm done for the night. Be on after six tomorrow. Love ya.))
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 11:25 pm
Alexandria
Alex watched him pick up a gun and when she saw him turn it on himself her eyebrows furrowed and then when he pulled the trigger she couldn't help the surprised squeal that came out of her lips. Her hand went to her mouth as she stared at the hole almost in horror and then amazed when the hole sealed itself up.
When he told her to start practicing with a gun she blinked snapping out of her tranced stare. She slowly nodded but then she set the gun he handed her back on the table and walked right up to him as her hand touched the spot that he shot feeling his smooth skin. "That...you.." she started to stutter "wow" she whispered still amazed and shocked she knew he wasn't human but she has never seen anything like that before.
(Okay good cause I'm really tired. I might now be on much tommorow gonna go out with my friend so I'm not sure when I'll be home)
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 5:58 pm
Vassili
"Mhmm your concern is so welcome, but yes I am fine." He chuckled and grabbed the pistol again, this time pulling her over to a lane. He spun her in front of his and pulled her arms into a firing position.
"I'm sure you can fire a gun well enough. And if you can't I can, see." The target was thirty feet away. He squeezed the trigger twice, but it was so fast that it sound like one shot. There was only one hole in the target, one passing though the others.
"So let's have some fun. How well can you shoot distracted?" He chuckled lightly in her ear and placed the gun in her hands. Then his hands slid down her front and under the hem of her pants.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 7:43 pm
Aimee window shopped, looking for just that one perfect piece of shiny that would set her year straight. She'd been accepted to the prestigious University-on-the-Hill. She glanced towards the west and could see the austere Commons framed by its customary pillars. Aimee smiled slightly and turned back to the pretties.
One in particular got her attention; the young girl ducked into the stuffy world of classical music and vaguely hermetically sealed cases. She made a bee line for the ring she'd seen in the window and studied it in silence, ignoring the buzzing of the hired help. It was sterling silver, not white-gold as she'd originally thought; a large, dark oval sapphire was mounted in the middle. Aimee smiled widely; it was perfect for her.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 9:02 pm
Vincent
Vincent lay on his back in the serene ocean that was his prison. It was always a serene ocean, no storms, unless he made them, no beating sun, just calm cool and amusing. His last master had been the Naval commander of the Japanese pacific fleet. He had died when the bombs were dropped, not before as people thought. Now Vincent was once again trapped inside the sapphire. It was now mounted on a ring, before it had been a bracelet, before that a necklace, and many more incarnations, always changing as the ocean never stayed the same. He stirred from his revere at the presence of a lingering human. So someone had caught his eye finally. He wish he had the capacities of the Incubus in that damned diamond. Then he could will himself onto the first person to see the sapphire. No his power was of a more primal nature. He could manipulate water, down to the barest moisture in the air, from the concentrate in a mortals flesh. He was a god of death and life. He waited to be worn once more.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 9:27 pm
Aimee turned back to the buzzing help with a coquettish kind of smile.
"I'll take this one. This one. Just re-sized. Size five."
The man in the suit gave his polite smile, mouthed some sort of agreement and took the piece into the back. A few minutes later, he returned with the ring safely stowed in a black velvet box. He rang Aimee up for an easy six figured number; she paid it without blinking. As soon as she exited the store, the black box was in the trash and she was sliding the ring onto her right ring finger.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 9:34 pm
Vincent
Vincent really woke up as a pule throbbed through the still water. He thrashed about for a minute and finally began to tread water. IT was happening. A new master. The ring itself pulsed as she finished sliding it on and with a sigh of surging power Vincent felt the water drain out. He slid from the ring like fountain, spouting front eh peak of the sapphire and onto the ground, his body building from the water. When he finished he was a liquid statue that finally solidified. He was bowing to the girl, pleased that it was a woman. He hated men, but they were usually the ones who did the research and found out he was at their bidding.
"Master."
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 10:01 pm
"Wh...what?"
Aimee had just been minding her own business when her ring had just come to life. And now there was this watery...watery...man was standing in front of her. For a long, long minute, she just stared at Vincent. Finally, Aimee cleared her throat.
"Uh...hi?"
She glanced down at her ring, and then back at Vincent.
"What the hell are you?"
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:19 am
Vincent
Vincent finished solidifying in front of her, his body completely solid, before he pulled out the bow and looked over his new master. She was a looker, red hair, porcelain skin, curvy figure. He chuckled at her complete confusion. Someone who didn't choose him because of research but for the beauty of the sapphire. Perfect.
"I am Vincent Tidal, once known as Poseidon, once known as Neptune always known as destroyer and evil. I am the Demon who resides in the sapphire, called the Waterdrop. Now I am your guardian as per the rules set down by the Witch who trapped me there. Come let's walk." Vincent slid forward and intertwined his hand into hers. He pulled her forward into the glorious day.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 7:48 am
[Sorry about the language. ^^"]
"Oh...s**t..."
Aimee winced slightly when she realized she'd just cursed in front of a Demon-slash-Poseidon. The normally eloquently worded English major found her extensive vocabulary suddenly limited to mostly four-letter words. She cleared her throat and tried to bring about a coherent thought. She decided to start with the basics, as queer as it was in the situation.
"I'm...I'm Aimee. Aimee Cox."
Aimee realized that they'd been walking for a time now, hand in hand together. She figured that they looked like any other yuppie couple out on a Sunday afternoon; it was a disquieting thought, that they could blend in so. Especially since apparently no one felt the need to scream at the sight of a fully formed man pouring out of her ring. Aimee could feel a hysterical laugh bubbling up the back of her throat; she choose words instead, however coarse they were.
"Pardon my french, but what the ********? You...you just...came out of my ring. Why...why were you even in there? What rules? What the hell are you talking about?"
Am I insane? Is he even here? No one even noticed. They were continuing to not notice the very strange, very colourful conversation.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 11:30 am
Alexandria
Alex watched as he shot the gun easily through the target even though this was probably his first time shooting these weapons. She took the gun from his hand and when she heard what he said and right after felt his movements her body shivered under his touch as she restrained herself from her head rolling back to his shoulder and dropping the gun.
"For a demon, you really love doing this to women don't you?" she asked a little breathlessly. It was very hard to resist someone who has thousands of years experience and can basically project the hormones out of a woman. Alex pulled the trigger and still was able to hit the target, trying to distract herself and keep her mind off of where his hands touched.
(Don't worry about the curses, it's aloud)
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 4:12 pm
Vassili
Vassili chuckled at her comment and looked up as she fired. She hit the target and he was pleased. He found over the years that most people couldn't fight when distracted, whether it be by battle, or maybe something else. They tended to focus on the distraction and not the task at hand. So if he could train her to fire while he worked his magic, then she could defend herself in any situation. It was easier to make it a game.
"I do enjoy doing this to women, more so to you though. You are still new to it all, and I've never gotten a chance to teach a woman the joys of pleasure, well past the hour or so I have with them." He lips attached to her neck and he sucked gently there, one hand being nimble seep under the hem of her pants. He pressed the new target button and the silhouette of a human slid forward. It was just thirty feet out, an intimidating task for her in the current state.
"Now then let's make it harder, I'll call out spots on the target and you hit them. Ten points for every hit, minus ten for every miss. You win when you get to fifty, I win if you hit minus fifty. Whatever you want, I'll get. Whatever I want, I'll have." He chuckled and then he looked at the target.
"Right shoulder." It was a large area, easy enough. His lips resumed there attack on her neck.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 4:25 pm
Vincent
Vincent committed her name to his memory and then listened to her questions. They were the same basic question everyone asked. He had perfected the answers over the years.
"Let's start with the last question, the rest will fall into place as we go along. Oh and at the moment, only you can see me. You know in the desert, those heat mirages, where the air is wavy. That's what I look like to everyone else. Perfectly passable on a day like to day. Come let's sit by this tree and I'll explain." He pulled her down by the tree, tempted to have her sit in his lap, but he refrained for the moment. He sat with his back against the mighty oak and breathed the air in deep.
"I have been alive for somewhere along the lines of ten thousand years. Like I said I was once called Poseidon, God of the Ocean. I was worshiped in Greece, let me tell you, that goes straight to the head. When Greece was in decline I moved to Rome, becoming Neptune. They feared me because I could rip the water from a human. I could call massive thunderstorms into being and flood cities, or capture all the water and let a drought ensue. I was a good to them. At least a thousand years ago, maybe more A witch began traveling the lands. She began capturing my brethren inside beautiful jewels and jewelry. We all fought, we all lost. That's how I came to be inside the sapphire, not the ring. The ring is just a piece made around the sapphire. The Oceandrop." Vincent, hand the hand without the ring on it in his hand and was playing with her fingers gently, tickling the palm of her hand and caressing her slender fingers.
"Anyway, the witch set rules down. The wearer of the jewelry becomes the protectorate of the captured demon. Meaning I must protect you from harm, from me, others, random elements, and yourself. I can't fight old age, I can't fight diseases. Once I couldn't stop an atom bomb, I tried though. Second the wearer cannot remove the jewelry, nor can anyone else, me including. Third, to attain my freedom I must atone for my sins." He looked at her and grinned.
"I have a long list, a very long and evil list. I used to demand virgins for sacrifice in my temple. I would, well never mind. Anyway that's what happened. I am now and will be your guardian till you are taken from this life my a means I cannot prevent."
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 5:53 pm
Aimee's mouth made a little "oh" of surprise as Vincent talked on; she pretended not to notice him stroking her palm. After all, what would she, a lowly mortal, say to Poseidon? Still, she looked down and watched his fingers. It took Aimee a long minute to realize that his monologue had finished. He has a nice smile...
"So, what? I'm basically the lord and master of one of the gods?"
Aimee winced inwardly when she realized how that sounded. Greedy. Stupid s**t head. Why would you say that? She retrieved her hand from his and tried to wrap her mind around all the new information flying towards her. Thank goodness I didn't put it on my wedding ring finger; how in the world would I explain it away? From the way Vincent was phrasing it, it didn't sound like he'd be freed during her lifetime, let alone in the next ten years or so. She sighed. A sudden thought occurred to her, drawing a lovely smile.
"Can you hurt other people? Like if my jackass of a boyfriend dumped me, can I have you kick his a**?"
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:33 pm
Vincent
Vincent chuckled heartily as she pulled her hand from his. He shook his head as he began to laugh louder. She was going to be fun to protect.
"First, I am not Poseidon, I was once called that by ignorant people. You couldn't even call me a demon. Though that is what we call ourselves. As far as we know their is no divinity, just us, who happened to have powers, life spans longer and more fruitful, and near invulnerability. That atomic weapon I spoke of, well it damned near killed me. The sapphire cracked and with it, my life. Only quick reaction saved me, at the cost of my guardian." He hated having to think that way. A human made weapon, nearly killing him. He remembered when he could take thousands of swords and spears, walk through the gauntlet of steel and come out unharmed.
"Yes I can hurt others. Emotional pain falls under my jurisdiction. Or if you just want someone to hurt then you can command me to. Though my version of pain and yours are far different. If you say hurt, I can do so at my own discretion." He left the comment open ended or her to think about.
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