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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 9:27 am
Zack Killorn The game was on, Zack vanished around a corner quickly reappearing behind her. He leaned down and lightly bit the side of her neck before heading down another corridor with a small laugh and beckon for her to continue. She laughed and chased after him determined to catch him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 10:43 am
He smiled as he darted in and out of doors, rooms, and hallways. He knew she was close behind him, he wondered what was going to happen when she caught him, he eagerly waited that encounter. It looked like it would come all too soon as he hit a dead end, there was only one way now and it was the way she was coming."Come get me my sweet..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:03 pm
*enters room*
yomar walks into the room looking around at the other vampires noticing some of them chasing each other. he sits down on a chair watching everyone as the go around the room. he sighs wondering if anyone will ever pay attention to him. not that he really cares...but it would be nice.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:22 pm
Zack Killorn He smiled as he darted in and out of doors, rooms, and hallways. He knew she was close behind him, he wondered what was going to happen when she caught him, he eagerly waited that encounter. It looked like it would come all too soon as he hit a dead end, there was only one way now and it was the way she was coming."Come get me my sweet..." Leena stopped abruptly, she smiled and charged towards him, not giving him any chance to escape.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 2:23 pm
Yomar continues to watch the other vampires as they go about the room. He begins to zone out but catches himself and watches the others once more.
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 8:58 am
He did nothing more than grin as she charged at him, ZAck just opened his arms wide and laughed ready to either catch her or take whatever she was about to give.
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 5:56 pm
She tackled him to the ground and laughed, "I got you now!! No more running" wink
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 9:48 pm
*enter* Liasha enters the room hoping that this is a place where she can become a true member or her race not a half taught fledgling.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 10:25 am
He laughed for a moment, "Well now, Good job, I don't think that there are many that can catch me, so now what do you do?" he inquired with a smile.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 7:14 pm
*lele re-enters the room with a book she sits down in the same place she sat when she first entered the room, she opens the book and reads not interested in the others in the room*
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:15 pm
Aithne walked into the room, her appearence looking much more like a tall, english paper boy then the female vampire she was. Her raven hair was pulled into an old grey hat and her top wasn't black and form-fitting like usual but instead a loose mossy-green peasent top.
Her signature black boots clunked against the hard floor as she moved to an arm chair, the one she always sat in when she was in the room. She plopped ungracefully into the soft armchair and it gave a small sound at her weight. Her crystal eyes watched the flames crackle in the hearth as she rested, her body exhausted from the past few weeks.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:16 pm
Lele Ling *lele re-enters the room with a book she sits down in the same place she sat when she first entered the room, she opens the book and reads not interested in the others in the room* Scae- I enter and take a seat next to LeLe, I wait a few moments, then turn to her, and ask, so what are you reading My Lady? and if you dont mind, might I join you?
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:13 pm
Aithne hummed a tune softly under her breath, a song from her home, one that had been burried deep in the back of her memory. She slowly started slipping into rememberance. The dancing, the music, the smells, the warmth... she longed for that feeling again.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:50 pm
*walks over to couch and sits down* Liasha decides to go sit down and just observe what this new world was like.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:08 pm
Vincent Sinclaire steps into the room, seemingly unaware that anything is happening around him, and shakes someone's hand randomly. He is a pale caucasian, dressed in a trenchcoat that is mostly black, with red markings. Black hair down to his lips, with red streaks in the front half of it. Vincent wears black eyeliner and red mascara - his long claw-like fingernails are painted black and red. His eyes are silver and his fangs are capped with silver. "I was told to introduce myself, so I figured here was the place." He lights a cigarette and puts it to his mouth."So, where to start? "The name is Vincent Sinclaire. To tell you my beginning, I have been on this earth since the Late Renaissance - 1564, on the twenty-first of December. My father was skilled with the violin, and my mother with the paintbrush, and I have thus inherited their artistic side. I had begun learning both trades when I was three, and would spend hours at a time working with them. We were a rich family, and I went to school for a while, until one day I came home... one day I came home and broke down in front of the bodies of my parents. They were ripped to shreds. I fled the place, unwilling to be the only suspect. I blamed the first thing that came to mind - no human could do this. I am a lycan hunter, sir - a deathdealer. "I hunted the bloody things hopelessly, anonymously - till one day in my uselessness a man found me, a name I still dont know. He convinced me, turned me. I believed that immortality was more than enough time to kill these creatures that tore my world apart. I was seventeen when I was turned. I may look young... but I am no more young than a young mortal child is old. "My weapons are of thus..." He turns to show off the twin rapiers sheathed on his back, and his two automatic pistols. "The swords are cursed ... they're nigh unbreakable but they essentially contain my soul. They are tainted - if taken from me, I will likely go insane, literally. That.. would be bad. But other than that minor downside... "I will do anything I need to kill these bleeding creatures... if an ally will help, it is necessary. And it seems you will be a strong ally. I am glad to be here.
Vincent reaches out an open hand to shake, ready to be welcomed into the Coven.
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