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 Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 9:45 pm
Yuki Kamisama l+l-Level 1-l+l-Ludus-l+l-Fighter-l+l-Kinetic Weaponry User-l+l-Caring Brother-l+l I don't believe in the word "Genius"... Yuki stopped when the man was talking and just like a book he was easily read. Yuki did show a small fraction of the beast that lives deep down inside him and Vincent also knew that Yuki wasn't even trying much. He had a feeling that this large man would one day become his rival but he didn't mind much, in truth he was thinking about something else. Yuki's long hair covered his eyes as he once again almost showed his beast to someone, the last time he did that he tore a person in half. Lucky for him it was only on self defense since the man was trying to murder him and was talking smack about his sister saying that he'll rape her. Yuki silently growled to himself as a fang was shown, he wanted to forget but he knew that wouldn't happen. All he wanted to do now was to get a good night sleep as he felt rather tired now. "Yeah." He simply said before Vincent left as after he did leave, Yuki as well exited out the bar, people getting out of his path as if he was a parasite. ... I'll take you all down with me if I have to! Level 1
290/350
Skill used:
Major Style: Kinetic Weaponry [exit]
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 9:50 pm
Vincent continued to smile he enjoyed fighting and would most likely fight before he recovered but he hoped that the damage he took would heal quickly. He walked over to the bar and ordered a shot of vodka drank it then exited the bar and headed towards some place that he'd be able to heal himself.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 4:49 pm
Kit finished his cigarette and put it out in a nearby ashtray. Taking another shot making it his fifth Kit decided to stumble back to his dorm room.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:11 pm
Yuki Kamisama l+l-Level 1-l+l-Ludus-l+l-Fighter-l+l-Kinetic Weaponry User-l+l-Caring Brother-l+l I don't believe in the word "Genius"... Yuki had made his way back tot eh bar once more, this time people were eyeing him and were now gossiping about his recent fight, taking down a rather huge man, about almost 7 feet tall. Yuki just sighed while everyone just stared at him with either excited eyes or fearful eyes. He also herd that he was nominated as number 8 as one of the most strongest fighters on Ludus for now. Not wanting to waste anymore time he found himself a lone table with two chairs for him and Lizzy and sat in one of the chairs. A waiter came by to ask for his order but Yuki just waved him away while he eyed the door for Lizzy. ... I'll take you all down with me if I have to! Level 1
350/350
Skill used:
Major Style: Kinetic Weaponry
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 8:30 pm
Lizzy Gilliam. Musica Rapida / Level: 1 / Venetian / Sub Style(s): Dagger / Talent: Lip Reading/Parkor / Ki: 350/350 / Main Style: N/A / Current Track: Whoa
"I'll just keep listening to my music," <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> Lizzy entered the bar quietly and looked around for Yuki. as soon as she spotted him she walked over noticing how peoples eyes followed her all the way over to the table. "Sorry im late... i lost you for a moment but i picked up your trail..... so what is it you wanted to tell me?" Lizzy told/asked him as she sat down at the table and turned her music up a little bit.
<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> "And even if the world ends, I'll never stop."
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 10:01 pm
Yuki Kamisama l+l-Level 1-l+l-Ludus-l+l-Fighter-l+l-Kinetic Weaponry User-l+l-Caring Brother-l+l I don't believe in the word "Genius"... Yuki nodded to Lizzy, they need to plan some more about getting into the office but there could be problems still. "Alright, recently we have gotten quite a bit of people to join Ludus, many that aren't even in the tournament. How do you plan to sneak in the office? That Secretary could still be watching just encase someone like you would be looking for hidden files." He asked of her as he stood back into his chair, his expression as normal as ever. There could also be someone else hidden within the shadows that could be watching us for all they know. "Also, we may need to find other allies in the future that would help us. I don't think just the two of us can bring out the secrets this islands hold out into the public." He continued as a waiter for some reason still gave him water but then turned to look at Lizzy to see if she wanted to order anything as well. ... I'll take you all down with me if I have to! Level 1
350/350
Skill used:
Major Style: Kinetic Weaponry
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 4:54 pm
Lizzy Gilliam. Musica Rapida / Level: 1 / Venetian / Sub Style(s): Dagger / Talent: Lip Reading/Parkor / Ki: 350/350 / Main Style: N/A / Current Track: Whoa
"I'll just keep listening to my music," <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> Lizzy sighed as she thought to herself a bit then answered him. "I was planning to scale the building and go in through the office window, hopefully the door would be shut so the secretary wouldn't notice me at all...." Lizzy told him taking his cue to act casual in case people were listening in. "Well im not good at recruiting people so if you want more people then you'll need to get a team together..." Lizzy told him as she turned her head suddenly believing she saw someone almost take a step towards her. She then turned towards Yuki quietly and gave him a look that said they shouldn't have come here.
<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> "And even if the world ends, I'll never stop."
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 5:16 pm
Yuki Kamisama l+l-Level 1-l+l-Ludus-l+l-Fighter-l+l-Kinetic Weaponry User-l+l-Caring Brother-l+l I don't believe in the word "Genius"... Yuki notice it as well and seeing as for some reason the waiter gave him some water could be a trap itself. He gave the waiter a rather murderous glare at him and when the waiter saw Yuki, fear crept along his spine as he quickly got out of Lizzy and Yuki's way. With a small sigh he reached within the bag he had with him that lay right next to his chair and gave Lizzy a ear mic for her as he set it on the table. "Just in case things go's down hill. I'll have one on as well when the tournament starts, radio me if a fight happens. I'll come to your aid." He told Lizzy a he formed a smile on his face. Now that he knew what Lizzy was planning maybe he could rest assure that the plan will go smooth from what he herd. Without anything else to do he got up from his chair and left for the exit, he needed some rest now, it's been a rather long day for him. ... I'll take you all down with me if I have to! Level 1
350/350
Skill used:
Major Style: Kinetic Weaponry [exit]
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 9:22 pm
As Kit walked back into the bar he gave a quick look around it seemed that it was kareoke night. Sitting at the bar Kit orderd his spiced rum double shot no rocks. Downing the first Kit tapped the rim of his glass to signal another. Removing a cigarette Kit lite the end and took a long drag.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 11:15 pm
Lizzy Gilliam. Musica Rapida / Level: 1 / Venetian / Sub Style(s): Dagger / Talent: Lip Reading/Parkor / Ki: 350/350 / Main Style: N/A / Current Track: Whoa
"I'll just keep listening to my music," <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> Lizzy sighed as she left after Yuki hearing that the fights were starting she needed to go get her plan underway. if all went well then she would know a ton about the school.
[exits] <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> "And even if the world ends, I'll never stop."
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 9:01 pm
Finishing his double shot Kit exited the bar
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 11:56 pm
[Format U/C]
The door to the bar swung open slowly, the action causing the weather stripping to make a soft swish across the floor. The girl who entered alone was quite a sight as she stepped into the bar, noticing the sets of eyes on her and not particularly caring. She walked to the bar, seating herself on a stool and swinging around slowly to face the bartender. She was a vision in motion, sex appeal radiating through the room in a heart-pounding pulse when she leaned towards the bar, propping up her chin gently on her hand. Her delicate curves were accented by a lace-up corset style shirt, black as midnight, that allowed a generous view of her ample cleavage. Her curvy hips were accentuated by a black leather belt, small silver accents sparkling in the diffused light of the bar. Her legs were toned and muscular, her skin rippling under a pair of skintight destroyed skinny jeans. The bottoms of her jeans were tucked into a pair of black leather boots that had been kneaded with time until they were softer than a hummingbird's nest. Her shirt displayed a picture of the sun rising over the horizon of Saturn along with an inspirational quote on the front in black and white.
She seated herself on a stool at the bar, crossing one long dancer's leg over the other as she faced the bartender. Her turned, smiling as he dried a glass with a rag stuck in the pocket of his apron, and waited to take the oder for her drink. Dark auburn curls spilled down her back in glossy waves as she sat. Her ice blue eyes were locked on onto the bartender, ignoring the obviously curious stares she was getting. Who was this girl? This siren? This goddess brought to life? No one knew, and she though about this with a devilishly tempting smirk.
"Lime margarita, salt, no ice." Her words were terse and soft as she spoke, the people around her beginning to whisper at the sound of her voice. Her voice was bubblegum and sunshine, but sinfully seductive at the same time. Her words, marred slightly by a French accent, were rich and velvety. She smiled a bit at the bartender as he slid her the drink with a smile.
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Wealthy Conversationalist
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 7:33 pm
  FENRIR
Only through howls of lust and fury
The door swooshed open again as a dark and wild-looking young man walked into the bar. His steel-toe boots made a light stomp across the waxed-wooden floor, and then he was at the bar. Fenrir took a stool one down from the only other customer, who was another curious-looking woman the likes of which he had yet to see on campus. He reckoned her to be new, but didn't care much either way so not much thought was paid. His mind was more preoccupied with getting a drink. "Just get me a beer." The wolfish young man growled to the bartender, who already had one ready for him. "Its been a while, Fenrir. I was starting to think you'd died on us." The bartender commented as he handed the frosty beverage to him.
did he begin to find his sense of worth
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 8:12 pm
The petite girl with the waterfall of auburn hair turned slightly on her stool when she heard the door open with a hushed swish. She had eyes that looked like a glacier in the morning sun as she turned to glance quickly at the newcomer, arching one eyebrow as he entered. The bar was silent; empty except for the two of them and the bartender. He was wild-looking, which intrigued Calixte. His entire body was covered in toned, defined muscle, looking as if it had been cut form stone as he crossed the floor. His steel-toed boots made soft tapping noises on the wooden floor as he moved to take a seat at the bar, his stool only one down from where Calixte herself was seated. She watched the interaction between the bartender and the boy closely.
Before he had even sat down, the man working the bar had popped the cap of a beer off and handed the frosty drink to the boy, who growled several terse words. Based on that alone, Calixte could tell that the boy frequented this bar, which interested her slightly. His hair was worn unfashionably long, and was wildly unruly, but handsomely so. His hair fell into his eyes with a casual elegance, and he retained his haughty air throughout the entire, yet short, exchange with the bartender. But it was the bartender's uttering the boy's name that interested Calixte the most, and she couldn't help but smile as she moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue before sipping from her glass. So this was the infamous Fenrir, at last.
“A new face,” The redhead murmured, casting her eyes towards Fenrir and looking at him through her thick dark eyelashes. Her frosty blue eyes traced up and down him slowly before resting on his face. She gestured between Fenrir and the bartender gently. “I'm guessing you come here often.” It was not a question, but a statement of fact. She was subtly letting him know that she had witnessed the exchange and beginning to read him. The corners of her lips turned up slightly, a teasing smirk playing across her mouth. She leaned forward oh-so-slightly, her cleavage peeking out from the neckline of her shirt.
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Wealthy Conversationalist
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 9:18 pm
FENRIR
Only through howls of lust and fury
Almost as soon as the beer had toughed his hand had it touched his lips as Fenrir quickly tucked back the beer and enjoyed a cold and bubbly mouthful. It had been far too long. Just that first drink washed away all the worries he had taken on recently. From being betrayed by Angel, to being turned under some bloodsucking vampire's control, to breaking free and getting it all back only for Emma to undergo some kind of mental breakdown. It was far too frustrating. If there was only one thing Fenrir hated more than having to wait it was having to rush, and that was all he'd been doing lately. Even now the others probably still needed him back at the cemetery, but so what? He'd taken care of most of the work. Surely they can stand on their own for just a little while so he can take a breather. Just for this moment, he could enjoy the feeling the bliss. That was, until that moment was destroyed by the interruption of the small girl near him at the bar. Fenrir pulled the bottle from his lips as his gaze wordlessly rolled over to her. Though her cleavage was in plain sight, he didn't seem to notice. "I guess." The wolfish man simply replied and returned his gaze to the bar. Tediously he tapped the bottom of the bottle against the bar. What was with the mischievous grin she was giving him? "Do I know you?"
did he begin to find his sense of worth
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