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 Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:14 pm
 Seeing the girl turn away, Prometheus let out a small chuckle. "Ah, Mammon, glad you sent me here, this world is so much fun," he said, while looking up to the sky. Closing his eyes for a moment, Verin materialized the blade part of Rei his scythe. Holding it up in the air, he looked through it, seeing trapped souls screaming throughout the blade. "Ah, so many memories." Taking out the blood orb from his pocket, Prometheus holds the two of them close together. An ominous dark glow surrounds him, only visible to those powerful enough. "So, what would you have me do? You sure? All right, have it your way." Putting the orb and scythe away, Prometheus gets up from the bench, and walks back towards the bookstore.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:17 pm
 I'm a Writer, not an idiot. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
|►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄►◄| Vincent's Thoughts: Any reason for burning a book? Besides boredom you worthless piece of trash... XXVincent's eyes watched the bird intensely as the color solidified and made it look real, it flew around in the air occasionally letting out a loud squak in the air to annoy anyone passing under it, however when it flew over a man that was walking and reading Vincent felt a bit better that someone was reading here in till he saw the book be lit aflame and turn to ash. His eyes tightened and he clenched his fingers around his pen, snapping it like one would snap a twig at the sight of the ash falling to the floor. He absolutely hated when people disrespected books but he wouldn't make a situation out of nowhere because of it, but he remembered what the man looked like and even for that small a reason he knew he would hold a grudge against him. He suddenly became aware that the ink from the pen had spilled onto his fingers and his jeans, he sighed and looked down at himself, the ink on his skin just seemed to seep through like it was nothing. Becoming part of his blood, the parts in his jeans were a bit harder however. Drop by drop, a little ball of ink floated into the air from his jeans as he pulled out each one individually. Letting them float over to the back of a blank page in his book, seeping into the page before dissapearing. "Almost ruined them there." He muttered under his breath as he sat up on the bench and looked to the bird, seeing a cat chasing his bird, it made a smile come to his lips at the sight of it but at the membrance of the ash the bird squaked in anger. Pen & Paper
Condition: Slightly Angered.
Weapons: Compact Pistol, Pen.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:28 pm
Ginger watched the man on the bench with interest as he spoke to objects he was holding. she then looked back to the bird when it squawked. Mab had found a store that had boots and turned to see were Ginger was, like a phantom she was there looking up with concern in her eyes. "whats wrong" Mab whispered picking up a boot and holding it to the one she had on. "those men make me worried. it will be safe for us here rite? not another witch hunt?" Mab sat on the floor and put the new boot on her foot, "I dont ritely know but they teach other people like me so i think it will be okay if not then we will run like we do best."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:38 pm
Walking back into the bookstore, Prometheus returns the 2 other books that he bought. Putting on his best human act, he says, "Sorry, as much as I love the books, I must return them." Turning around, Prometheus felt the air thicken. Hearing the bird squawk, he looks over to see a man with a pen and paper. "Hmm, must be his animals, a type of manipulator I see." With a smirk on his face, Prometheus turns around, walking past the girl from earlier, a flicker of hell-fire in his eyes. Letting out a yawn, he stretches, blocking some people. "Ah, at this rate, I'm more like Belphegor than Asmodeus."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:44 pm
Mab's hair stood on end when the man from the bench walked by, but she brushed it off as she was paying for the boots and sitting back to put them on so she could toss out her old ones. she started back to the door that she came in and stopped out side to let her eyes readjust as she looked for a dumpster to toss out the old boots.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:47 pm
I'm a Writer, not an idiot. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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Condition: Calm.
Weapons: Compact Pistol, Pen.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:51 am
Here's my layout. The things on either side of my name are supposed to be volcano's. Cool no?  ^Alexzander James Purr^Human
Pyro When the day ends... Alex smiled dowb at Kei's arm. She felt warm to him. She obviusely wasn't full human. "Sweet there's one down the road." he began pulling her in that direction.... Will I look to the past or future? 
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 9:15 am
Kei, Illumanasa, Aqua
Kei started to walk In the direction of the cafè still holding his arm. "So you said you were in high school right. How old are you?" She asked lokking back into his eyes as she reached into her pocket relizing they were in the mall her hand retreated with a sigh.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 9:30 am
✖ Lyoto Draco Machida ✖ ::Dark Dragon:: :::: Nocturn Branch  ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ " Nope not awesome... It's too much resposabilty for me...Annnnd you know I'm a guy who likes to slack off and relax." Lyoto said while he sucked the final peice of the white meat from one of the legs of the king crab, after he was done there was nothing else they could do in the restaurant. " If you are done eating we should get going." He said getting up from the chair and putting the money in the table and walking off to the door and having a look around, he would not leave his sister if she was still eating, he just got up to strech his legs and to have a look around. " Lots os students seem to be here." None he really knew but he could tell who were students and who was not. ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ▬ ▫ ✖ My style will break you ✖  
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 9:45 am
^Alexzander James Purr^ Human
Pyro When the day ends... Alex was all to aware of her hand. It was searing, and that was comeing from someone whole deals with lava everyday. "I just turned 17 actually. I study Geopyrotic magic at the high school. My dads a pretty well to do Pyro Mage." he babbled.... Will I look to the past or future?
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 9:51 am
Kei, Illumanasa, Aqua
Kei looked at him with interest. "Hmm that's pretty interesting magic" She laughed interested in what he was saying about himself. "So are you in a branch then? She inqtuired more about Alex.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 10:24 am
^Alexzander James Purr^ Human
Pyro When the day ends... "Yah. I'm in the Pyro branch, advanced studies. My dad is the Pyro Mage Danny Purr. My moms a Geo Mage." At the mention of his mom he stared off. He had been expecting a message from his mom, but her fimilar hadn't shown up yet.... Will I look to the past or future?
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 10:46 am
Kei, Illumanasa, Aqua
She looked up at him for a second as he stared off. "Well that's pretty cool. Pyro branch and having parents from two diffrent types." She said leaning on him and putting her head on his shoulder. "So I guess that makes us opposites." She teases with a laugh letting her shopping bag hang by her side.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 11:06 am
^Alexzander James Purr^ Human
Pyro When the day ends... "Yah. I'm in the Pyro branch, advanced studies. My dad is the Pyro Mage Danny Purr. My moms a Geo Mage." At the mention of his mom he stared off. He had been expecting a message from his mom, but her fimilar hadn't shown up yet.... Will I look to the past or future?
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