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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 4:41 pm
*Rogue walked up to the back entrance and slammed the door open after the guards moved aside.
Rogue went into her middle bar room that was private between the upstairs bar of the main dancefloor and the private bar for strippers on the other side of the middle room.
She walked back and forth for a moment moving some flashes through her mind that she received from Jacques....scattered, and he hadn't even seen it coming....but in the small empathetic connection she made...it made her want to claw her own eyes out...
What the hell was going on?!? She stopped for a moment and looked at the wall of drinks. No, she needed to keep a clear head. She flipped out her phone and called a contact. "Something happened tonight. One of our...enemies I suspect...it had to be...What was going through his body was not natural. Never in my years have I seen such a thing...
And only now with science could they pit something against us this great...but the Lycans are merely dogs.." *She listened to her contact for a few minutes as he gave her reports of several other sightings of their kind haveing similar episodes.* "Even the public is getting afraid that we are on the stages of an epidemic...but...it cannot be.."
"One more thing..." Rogue said with a small undertone of urgency in her voice. "Are we anywhere close to getting the shade problem solved?" *After the conversation was finished, she shut her phone and sat down in a chair looking out at the vast majority of people that were dancing and drinking and having the time of their lives on the dance floor.*
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:44 am
Walking into the bar in human form, he sees everyone dancing. Not a friendly person by nature, he walks to a corner and sits at the table there, next to a couple other people. They don't question who he is, and he does the same for them. Anyone who is in the corner just wants some drinks, and will leave afterwards....Most of the time.
Ordering a bottle of vodka, he pours some into a shot glass and downs it. Furthering buying the other two peoples silence, he pours them some, and after their mumbled thanks, he pours himself another shot, and downs that as well.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 3:45 pm
Saria Maru glances at the club, and smell the strong scent of blood and paranormal and decides against entering before she figures out what is going on in this City.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 6:22 am
Stepping into the club from the street he had spent the entire day making sure nothing was found at the explosion sight. The hunters were getting reckless almost worse than the other races, this was going to get out of hand one day and a full scale war would come out of it. People danced around him as he walked through the crowd to the bar, this place was like some mash pit and someone here did not know about the use of deoderant.
The bar tender placed a tall glass infornt of him and filled in with blood plain and simple nothing added. Taking the glass he put half of it down in one drink, he did not open his mind here or anywhere hardly anymore keeping his guard up. He kept it closed and kept everyone else out he could not risk an accident like before.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 8:03 am
Looking around he felt he was being watched again and did not waste any time on calling his limo. Finishing his drink he stood and pushed to the door once again and stepped outside to see his limo just pulling up and someone opening the door for him. Stepping inside he looked around and ssent up extra blocks.
"To the Coven and hurry."
The driver nodded and threw something in the back it was a black box. Picking it up and opening it was a cane an exact copy of the one Jacques carried with him normally, after examining it he grabbed the wolf head and pulled. With a click the blade concealed inside came out and gleamed in the light of the interior lights. It was razor sharp and very deadly smiling in satisfaction he sheathed it and relaxed no longer feeling watched but wanting to get to the coven as fast as possible.
((Exit to Coven.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 3:22 pm
Velethan enters the nightclub and sits at the bar. "Peppermint Schnopps, on the rocks.(pulls out a ciggarette) Got a light??" Looks around to see who all is in the club, and to see if there is anyone worth fighting later tonight.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 5:31 pm
*Rogue slammed the decadent youth against a wall, listening to the glass shatter from the glass the young hunteress was holding. She felt if she pushed any harder the windpipe of this mere child would be lost. With words dripping with poison she spoke..
"You will NOT be disrespectful to my guests in MY club..."
*She pulled the huntress close to her face and looked directly into her eyes as the life was being choked out of her....Rogue's eyes flashed bright green for a moment then went to black. She spoke into the hunteress's mind.*
Stay out of Las Noches.
*She then punched the huntress in the face, hard enough to knock her out. The crowd still danced on the other side of the one sided mirrored window...the guard in the room merely watched in silence.
Rogue pulled out a small dagger and began the artwork onto the skin of the woman's arm. she made sharp thorns crawl around her wrist and on up...then wrote her name in fancy gothic letters.. Rogue
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:22 pm
Directly into the mind of rogue, a familiar voice intrudes. Lilting, it says, Oh my rogue, were are you... Come out onto the rooftops, and see what I see An image of Eiwha and the Lycan, from aerial and down the barrel of a gun. A gun aimed at the Lycan, Our daughter may be in trouble
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:26 pm
*As she finished the designs she licked the blood coming off of them...though some of it was trying to dry.
She stood, turned and looked to the guard. Take her out back...drive her a few blocks away and drop her off in an alley. *The guard nodded then picked the girl up and went down the backstairs.
Rogue poured herself a drink, then took a long sip. It was then her phone rang. "Someone...several of us...we were patrolling, then several of the deathdealers...they started seizuring...i was the only one that wasn't effected.." "Wait, hold on a minute Shawn. You mean...all of your troop..." "They started getting out of control...I brought them into an abandoned apartment building...they are in the room next to me...we're going to need an extraction...and something...they can barely walk..." "Do you have any idea who it was...was it the lycans or hunters...i know it could be demons...but they have no reason to cause this much trouble.." "I don't know milady...I'm sorry to have failed." "Wait for the extraction team, feed if you need to..there is nothing you can do for them now.."
*Rogue clicked the phone shut as she then heard her dear Cady inside her mind. she went down the back stairs and leaped atop a rooftop getting near to his location.*((Edited))
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 5:33 pm
Shawn entered the club and went up to his normal spot. He had just fed so his flesh was somewhat warm.
He had killed 3 lycans that night, but had lost 3 Deathdealer friends to the dart in the past few days....all because of..the apparent hunters. At least that is what Rogue said the last time he had talked to her. Too many casualties. He had been sent in here to patrol. At least no one had been hit in Las Noches.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 5:45 pm
Tsunami walked into the club and stood looking around. After a few moments she began to make her way further into the club. Her long black hair swayed as she made her way through the crowed. Blue eyes peered out over her glasses looking at the passerbyers. She wore a tight black leather top held together with buckles. Her black pants jungles as she walked from all the belts and bondage she wore.
Tsunami had a natural look to her. She was slender and had the right measurments. As she walked she stood over by a wall and turned. Waiting a moment she then leaned against the wall crossing her arms.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 1:08 pm
*Rogue held the vampire still as he shook from the dart. It was not as bad as other darts...she assumed they were only making them strong enough to weaken the vampires to a state where they little more than human..
His strength had definately gone and his convulsions were getting worse. She tried to use her limited psychic powers with the vampire, and her efforts were slowing his ever racing mind.
Sleep *She injected the command into his mind like a virus and then could feel him stop moving to a still. He wasn't dead. That had taken too much...but he wasn't dead and would be normal in a couple days.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 1:12 pm
*Rogue stood up slowly and looked at him on the small couch in the room off to the side of the main dance floor with the one sided looking glass.
"Take him upstairs and let him sleep in the dark room for a couple days. Leave a note on the refrigerator letting him know he is welcome to its contents." *Her tone to the guard in the room was low and icy. She lit a cigarette and watched as he brought him out the other side of the room and began up the stairs.*
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 7:05 am
He entered, and walked up to the bar, he wasn't going to think about who was in said bar. He ordered his drink and turned to look around the place. "Not bad," he muttered, and downed the drink, "Prefered Japan, but I suppose this place will do, until I find and kill her."
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 5:50 pm
*Rogue sat on the second floor overlooking the dance-floor by the upper-level bar. She stirred her drink for a moment as she continuously watched some dancers. All seemed to be going well tonight.*
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