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 Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 3:48 am
Samuel Morgan  As I live... There is no evil that will stand... "I basically go around the city, making sure there are no crimes going on, no one getting hurt." Samuel tells her, while trying to discreetly cover his gun hand more with his cape. "Police haven't been doing much about it, and people need help, so I have to do it." He continues to explain.
And I will finish... What was started...
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 10:55 am
 Memories are like shards of glass... Isaak Niigata Isaak was busy to work sweeping all the little tiny bits of scrap metal that would have been melted off the actual design. He sweeps it all into a bucket to just be melted back down and made into another work his boss might make. He let the broom handle rest against his shoulder giving him a break to wipe away the sweat from his forehead. He also browsed the town from the large window out looking the street. What did he notice across the street in a diner window... That angel...He couldn't do anything about it now, there were far too many people in that diner. He could tell. Not to mention he was trapped at work. He had to wait until he was let out later this day, or his boss sent him on some errands. What happened last night was a mistake. He had to make up for it. He wouldn't let his promise be a lie. He went back to work sweeping the scraps, but he would look up and still see the angel there. be careful with the ones you still have.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 6:00 pm
 ✂----------Ｃ υ ϯ ｏｕｔ-------------↣Alice Sommer ✂----Ϯｈｅ ｆｉｎｅ ｌｉｎｅｓ-------------------↣
So we can find time…--------------------------- Alice laughed a little, wondering if this is Lucien's first time at a cafe. She sat down in a chair across from him and took a sip from her coffee. The light sweetness gave her a smile and reminded her of home. Pay to stay..? Would that be rude.? She has never stayed somewhere by herself before, but maybe that would be helpful for her. Alice doesn't even know how she'll get by if she doesn't find somewhere to work. "Hum." She gave a smile. "That would be helpful actually.. but if it is an inconvenience to you.."
She paused watching Lucien scarf down the waffles, and laugh. "Is it your first time having a waffle?" She asked with a wide smile. .
A job.. she was looking for one also, but where should someone start? "No.. after all I just moved here.. I was hoping you would know. You don't have a job either huh?".
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 8:15 pm
 ...ƨơɱєơɲє ƭơʅɗ ɱє ƭɦʌƭ ʅơvє ɯơυʅɗ ƨʌvє υƨ...
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses...________________________________________________________ "Is it that easy to tell?" He asked with a slight smile. He rubbed the back of his head, a bit embarrassed. Wiping his mouth, he looking out the window. "Well, I wasn't interested in finding a job until recently. Things happen though." Lucien's eyes wondered over the brick buildings across the street. He noticed one with keen interest. A large 'help wanted' sign caught his attention.
"You see that building over there? Why don't we go apply, together?" He smiled, not realizing the small shop was the exact workplace of Isaak. Standing up slowly, he opened a small leather wallet that held his weekly allowance. He cringed as the 50 dollar bill stared up at him. It would take at least that much to cover his expenses. Silently, he opened up his soul to the world, letting out a small call that would only be heard by Lucki. He needed her help, and owed a bit of an explanation.
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... and lead not in to temptation but destroy all evil. ... ƅυƭ ɦơɯ ƈʌɲ ƭɦʌƭ ƅє, ʅơơƙ ɯɦʌƭ ʅơvє ʛʌvє υƨ.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 10:23 pm
█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ BELIEVE ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ † K E E P T H E F A I T H † 
"Oh, so you're a good human?" Lucki leaned back, putting her hand up to her chin in an action of contemplation. "That's really, really, really nice of you!" She exclaimed, suddenly admiring this man. Suddenly, a glint of light drew her attention, and she focused on the figure of the metallic gun half concealed under his cape. Where have I seen that before? Before she could figure out what that object was, a small plea entered her mind. It was her elder brother, and he was calling her. "What's your name, citizen?" She looked at him with curiosity, while mentally sending a wave of calm and patience over at her brother. Your name, she thought a bit impatiently, for she did not want to keep her elder brother waiting.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 2:32 pm
Samuel Morgan As I live... There is no evil that will stand... "Yeah, I suppose so." He says in response to the girl's first question. She specifically said human.... he thinks, making a mental note of it. "My name's Samuel Morgan." Samuel tells the girl in response to her second question, finally managing to hide his gun where he was comfortable with it.
And I will finish... What was started...
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 9:26 pm
✂----------Ｃ υ ϯ ｏｕｔ-------------↣Alice Sommer ✂----Ϯｈｅ ｆｉｎｅ ｌｉｎｅｓ-------------------↣
So we can find time…--------------------------- Alice turned to look out the window also, it would be a place to start. A steel shop..? She remembers an old friend of her who worked with something like that.. What would Alice have to do there though. Fetch supplies or something. But a job is needed... As she was looking through the glass at the store, she saw a familiar face staring through the window. He soon turned away and left. Odd hum..? Alice turned to Lucien and said in a positive voice, "It'll be a place to start~."
Lucien seemed a bit nervous as he tried to pay for the large amount of food that he ordered. Alice thought of helping to pay, but she only brought enough for bread and coffee. His expression kind of gave a cry for help or maybe a wonder where his sister could be...? ╒═════════════════════════╕
Where am I?... Cafe
Who am I talking to? Lucien
Mood: Happy~
Music Playing: Betrayed by Bones - Hellogoodbye
OCC: :33weeeee
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 9:47 pm
█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ BELIEVE ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ † K E E P T H E F A I T H †
"Peace be with you Samuel Morgan!" Lucki replied cheerily, giving him an energetic wave before she returned to the table where her elder brother was waiting. She ran quickly back, taking care not to run into any waitresses or customers. When she arrived, she noticed that he was holding his wallet and that Alice Sommer was with him. "Good morning, Alice Sommer!" Lucki inclined her head to show respect, still smiling wholeheartedly. Shifting her attention to the giant array of food on the table, she was startled to see how much her elder brother had ordered. "Wha-- so much food!" Her stomach punctuated her remark, choosing at that moment to grumble loudly. She turned around, about to ask him how much they would have to pay for the meal when a waitress approached the trio.
"I'm here to take your bill." The lady drawled, looking quite bored and impatient. She held out one manicured and polished hand, waiting for the money to be handed to her as she showed off the receipt. The bill read "$75.79", which Lucki knew was more than what they could afford. Thinking quickly, she reached into the waitress's mind and manipulated her into a panicked state. She made sure to include a sense of urgency, along with a couple small doses of impatience and irrational fear and embarrassment. "OH MY GAWD! I NEED TO USE THE RESTROOM! GET OUT OF MY WAY!" The waitress turned tailed and ran, practically blowing out of the room like a fast-paced tornado. Taking the chance as everyone in the diner was distracted by the unseemly sight of the lady running over another waitress and sending tableware and food flying, Lucki gathered as much food as she could carry in her arms and started towards the door, munching on a waffle that did not have syrup on it. "Leff go, bfofder and afif sommerf."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 10:09 pm
...ƨơɱєơɲє ƭơʅɗ ɱє ƭɦʌƭ ʅơvє ɯơυʅɗ ƨʌvє υƨ...
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses...________________________________________________________ "I don't approve of this course of action at all." Lucien whispered hurriedly, using his coat as a basket. He quickly shoveled what food he could into the makeshift carrier taking a bite or two. With his jacket full, he shoved the last roll into his mouth, grabbing Alice's hand and running after Lucki. It made quite the scene, if anyone were looking that is.
"Waid upf!" Lucien called, trying not to drag Alice in the process. A few rolls were lost in his hurry. Honestly, he didn't know what possessed him to run from the bill. It was very un-angelic. There was an alley up ahead.
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... and lead not in to temptation but destroy all evil. ... ƅυƭ ɦơɯ ƈʌɲ ƭɦʌƭ ƅє, ʅơơƙ ɯɦʌƭ ʅơvє ʛʌvє υƨ.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:11 pm
✂----------Ｃ υ ϯ ｏｕｔ-------------↣Alice Sommer ✂----Ϯｈｅ ｆｉｎｅ ｌｉｎｅｓ-------------------↣
So we can find time…--------------------------- Everything seemed to happen quickly, Alice easily got confused after the waitress mysteriously ran off. She heard Lucien mumble something under his breath, then grabbed Alice's hand. "Wai-" Before she could protest she was running away a long with the two siblings. ╒═════════════════════════╕
Where am I?... Streets.. RUNNING!!
Who am I talking to? Lucien
Mood: Surprised
Music Playing: Last Night, Good Night - Miku Hatsune
OCC: Sorry for the uber short post.. I guess,
I'm a bit worn out from school! -phew-
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:03 am
█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ BELIEVE ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ † K E E P T H E F A I T H †
Lucki giggled through the piece of bread in her mouth, as she kept her pace in front of her brother and the human girl. When they reached an alley, she ducked into it and stopped, carefully taking munching the piece of bread until she had finished it. Having thoroughly chewed and swallowed the bread, she turned towards elder brother and Alice. "Bread 'scape!" Lucki skipped happily over, offering the breads that she was holding to Alice and her brother. "Take some, take some!" She urged them in a singsong manner, smiling up at them with eager eyes. The buzz from their hit-and-run in the diner was still in her, thus leaving Lucki more energetic that she normally was.
(I am very sorry for blocking up the rp! I was studying for first grading report exams, and then I had a deadline. The PSAT is next week, but I promise to try posting at least once here again. Apologies for the short post. >_<)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 2:44 pm
Samuel Morgan As I live... There is no evil that will stand... As Samuel stands up to try and stop the ruckus going on, a stray mug of coffee hits him square on the helmet. He quickly dabs up most of the coffee, accidentally leaving a small brown stain near the top before apologizing to the cafe for the fight and leaving. Next stop, cemetery. He thinks with a sigh, before trudging towards the graveyard.
And I will finish... What was started...
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:10 pm
 A motley crew of four people sneaked into the cemetery, keeping to the bushes and darker side where people could not see them well. "Ey dudes, lookit this." A tall, lanky man in his late 20's propped his foot against the face of a tombstone, casually knocking away the flower petals that draped it. He reached over and tore the stems of the flowers that were put on the plate, crushing them until sap came out. "Pff, stoopid waste o' muneh if yew as' me."
Another man, dressed in grungy clothing with a slight stoop, spat on another tombstone and kicked over a couple crystal vases, shattering them on the cold ground. "Eh, mate. Don't look like anythin' good fer lootin'." He chewed his tobacco in his mouth, opening it occasionally to reveal nasty yellow teeth.
Two boys, in their late teens, carrying spades and pickaxes, hefted the items over their shoulders and started to work at defacing several graves by creating long scratches and cracks in the granite. "At least have some fun, ey?" The one with dark brown hair laughed and tossed several spray paint canisters over to the two men. The other, one with dirty blonde hair, stayed silent and continued to move methodically from grave to grave. He clearly did not want to be here, but he had no choice for the people present were his family members. "Ey, I found som'pin." He picked up a gold watch off of one tombstone, and tossed it over to the other boy. "Might git us o' couple doubles." The older men laughed, and proceeded to graffiti the tombstones with vulgar words, occasionally drawing an offending picture on a couple while the younger ones looked around for anything valuable for the taking.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:04 pm
Samuel Morgan As I live... There is no evil that will stand... Samuel opens the gate to graveyard, the gate making a long creaking noise as he closed it behind him. Noticing the vandalism, he growls, pulling his shield off and spinning his gun arm. He starts to run, following the vandalism. Catching up to the group, he hides behind a tree, listening to the group. He quickly and quietly dashes behind one of the younger ones, throwing his shield in to the young man's knee pit, before addressing the rest. "You all are going to stop this, right now. You will clean up and fix up everything you've messed up, and you will turn yourself into the police. If you do not, I cannot promise you will leave this graveyard under your own power." He says quietly, his gun arm still whirring ominously.
And I will finish... What was started...
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:17 pm
The boy with dirty blonde hair howled, his knee in pain. Attempting to take a step, he crumpled to the floor shouting in agony. "Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh!" He writhed around on the floor, clutching his knee. The pick was beside him, and the other boy rushed over and picked it up.
"Bloody b*****d! Lookit what 'e did to 'arry!" He stared angrily at the masked intruder, not noticing the gun arm. "You'll pay fer 'at!" The brown haired boy swung both picks at Samuel, obviously intent on causing bodily harm to him.
The older man cowered behind a tombstone, startled by the sudden appearance of the masked man. He had noticed the gun, and hid so that he would be be hit by bullets if the man started to fire. Spitting out the chewing tobacco, he started to crawl away from the scene, pocketing the various small pieces of jewelry that had been littered on the floor when he jumped. "Crazy mo'fo." He muttered under his breath, taking the chance to sneak away.
"Aw, hell no." The younger man of the two dropped behind a tombstone, putting out a firearm. It was a small standard revolver, something that he used often for robbing convenience stores and scaring away others. Loading in four bullets, he uncocked the safety and leveled it across the top of the tombstone in the masked man's direction. "Listen 'ere, ain't nobody gonna tell us what ta do. Git yur arse outta here 'fore I put a couple 'o lead into ya." He said that, but he was against using up his precious shells unless he had to.
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