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 Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 3:31 pm
pre_wolffang X x Imaginary Fairy x X pre_wolffang X x Imaginary Fairy x X pre_wolffang *he smiles and kisses her again and rests his head against hers* "Not all of my questions are for the stars to answer I'm afraid. Some of my questions are for you and you alone." Rhé breathes in deeply and looks into his eyes.
"Alright... ?"
Absentmindedly, she massaged her hands together in her lap, almost afraid of the questions. "Well if I might ask, what information brings you here? Whats the information that you wanted from the A.D character? Why was he in such a rush to leave earlier? What so special about this war that has demons all around the world scared?" Rhé nods.
"I came searching for information on a very... unusual event that happened right upon my arrival here. I heard a sound, like breathing, which I have never heard before. Not in the time of my shadows, not in my human life, and not in the lives of my sires." Here, she paused and glanced at him.
"Perhaps I should explain? I am from the Kiasyd Clan. It a clan of it's Turned only, you cannot simply join. When a member of the Kiasyd Clan Turns a human, all of it's memories, it's knowledge, it's experiences and passed through to the sireling. When the sireling Turns it's own, all of it's memories, knowledge, and knowledge are passed down, as well as those of it's sire. Essentially, I have within me the knowledge of the Dead as well as the living members of my Clan. Centuries of knowledge and experience... it is very hard for me to experience something I do not recognize. I hoped that A.D., being a member outside my clan, would have knowledge that I do not. He did... I heard the breath of a fallen angel, a misguided one. And this fallen angel is amassing an army to take the evil out of the world... and he believes that ridding this world of demons, vampires, werewolves, and other shadowkind will show to God that he is a good being.
"As for A.D. ... I cannot speak for his reasons and actions, only their outcomes." "Hmmm, interesting. So this whole war is over an angel who wants back into heaven. Atleast this will be interesting enough. Makes me wonder if this angel has struck gods attention yet. Will he even care about us, we're considered demons anyways. Has god foresaken us?" *He looks upset for a momemt but then shrugs it off.* "Will we even be able to stop this fallen angel?" "Are you evil? Did you choose to be like this? Did I? Why should God turn from us because we have been changed? I still do my best to help others, not hurt them. If God has turned from me, then perhaps I should worry no more for him."
Rhé shook her head.
"I believe we can. I am certain that the angel will be defeated, at least. How many of us he takes with him, I cannot say. "
She leans her head on his shoulder.
"You live. I've seen that."
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 3:42 pm
ChaosQueen KyDaniel ChaosQueen Luna looked over at Ky as they took their seats. Her lustful mood immedatly took a turn downhill as sh grabbed onto the arm rests of her seat. Her eyes went wide as she looked around. A vampire..afraid of flying in an airplane. Just flying was fine but for some reason being in a plane terrified her. Looking at Ky with slightly narrowed eyes she tried to force herself to relax.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 3:48 pm
ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Roran watched form above what had unfolded. he wasn't sure who they were but he was sure they were bad for him. His cloack flapped in the wind as it rushed past, revealing his slender build and wicked sword. he needed to feed but wasn't thirsting enough to go after them in plain sight. He pulled a rabbit out of his sachel and broke it's neck, then gorged on it's blood and tossed the ry corpse to the side. That should Last me
Perhaps this was the creature she was waiting to meet? Roran's ears perked at the sound of a whistle. It was accurate and well aimed. He looked for the source, his vampiric eye sight cutting through the shadows easily. A young woman was looking directly at him. Roran pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled a note on it. What do you want wench; I have no time for petty games.
P.S. I'm not a dog so don't call me as one. He attached the note to a dagger and threw it, his training and superb aims causing it to fly through the air and embed itself into the wall behind her head, only missing her face by a hairs breadth. He only gave a few seconds of impatience before curiosity took over and he jumped down to her, seeming to disappear to the naked eye, and reappeared behind her. "You called woman?"
"I thought so much... you could be of use to me, boy. Kindly tell me... what brings you here? Vengeance? A loved one?"
As she spoke her unconventional questions she breathed deeply through her nose. Oh yes... this one had power in him. It would do well to have him on her side, at the least. She wouldn't kill him, or even play games with him. Save for one. She had to really anger him, just once. It might cause his gift to rise up in his shard of a soul. Then she could reveal to him her quest... that is, assuming his power is great enough.
As she tilted her head, she gazed back at the boy through the corner of her eye and the unread note fluttered just slightly...
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:41 pm
Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Roran watched form above what had unfolded. he wasn't sure who they were but he was sure they were bad for him. His cloack flapped in the wind as it rushed past, revealing his slender build and wicked sword. he needed to feed but wasn't thirsting enough to go after them in plain sight. He pulled a rabbit out of his sachel and broke it's neck, then gorged on it's blood and tossed the ry corpse to the side. That should Last me
Perhaps this was the creature she was waiting to meet? Roran's ears perked at the sound of a whistle. It was accurate and well aimed. He looked for the source, his vampiric eye sight cutting through the shadows easily. A young woman was looking directly at him. Roran pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled a note on it. What do you want wench; I have no time for petty games.
P.S. I'm not a dog so don't call me as one. He attached the note to a dagger and threw it, his training and superb aims causing it to fly through the air and embed itself into the wall behind her head, only missing her face by a hairs breadth. He only gave a few seconds of impatience before curiosity took over and he jumped down to her, seeming to disappear to the naked eye, and reappeared behind her. "You called woman?"
"I thought so much... you could be of use to me, boy. Kindly tell me... what brings you here? Vengeance? A loved one?"
As she spoke her unconventional questions she breathed deeply through her nose. Oh yes... this one had power in him. It would do well to have him on her side, at the least. She wouldn't kill him, or even play games with him. Save for one. She had to really anger him, just once. It might cause his gift to rise up in his shard of a soul. Then she could reveal to him her quest... that is, assuming his power is great enough.
As she tilted her head, she gazed back at the boy through the corner of her eye and the unread note fluttered just slightly...Roran's blood boiled, He hated being treated like a tool and could sense her judging him. "Look Wench, I have no time for you to be evaluating my prowess in anything, Especially not without my consent! what think you I?! An idiot? He spoke directly into her mind. He was annoyed at her audacity let alone her Gaul to sniff him as she did. "Now what do you want? My business here is none of your concern and that is the last on that matter. Answer my question and i may refrain from beating you to within an inch of your life."
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 5:34 pm
KyDaniel ChaosQueen KyDaniel ChaosQueen Luna looked over at Ky as they took their seats. Her lustful mood immedatly took a turn downhill as sh grabbed onto the arm rests of her seat. Her eyes went wide as she looked around. A vampire..afraid of flying in an airplane. Just flying was fine but for some reason being in a plane terrified her. Looking at Ky with slightly narrowed eyes she tried to force herself to relax.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 8:30 pm
ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine Helzink, hearing the rabbit's corpse fall, looked immediately in the direction of the sound, and it's origin. Her eyes narrowed in on the newcomer. He looked strong, possibly powerful, but the distance (and the wind) was enough that she couldn't smell if he had any excess power about him. Cautious not to step outside her shadows, Helzink whistled. A high-pitched screech that would attract any creature's attention, but her practiced lips sent the sound in a linear line towards the boy; only he would hear the noise.
Perhaps this was the creature she was waiting to meet? Roran's ears perked at the sound of a whistle. It was accurate and well aimed. He looked for the source, his vampiric eye sight cutting through the shadows easily. A young woman was looking directly at him. Roran pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled a note on it. What do you want wench; I have no time for petty games.
P.S. I'm not a dog so don't call me as one. He attached the note to a dagger and threw it, his training and superb aims causing it to fly through the air and embed itself into the wall behind her head, only missing her face by a hairs breadth. He only gave a few seconds of impatience before curiosity took over and he jumped down to her, seeming to disappear to the naked eye, and reappeared behind her. "You called woman?"
"I thought so much... you could be of use to me, boy. Kindly tell me... what brings you here? Vengeance? A loved one?"
As she spoke her unconventional questions she breathed deeply through her nose. Oh yes... this one had power in him. It would do well to have him on her side, at the least. She wouldn't kill him, or even play games with him. Save for one. She had to really anger him, just once. It might cause his gift to rise up in his shard of a soul. Then she could reveal to him her quest... that is, assuming his power is great enough.
As she tilted her head, she gazed back at the boy through the corner of her eye and the unread note fluttered just slightly...Roran's blood boiled, He hated being treated like a tool and could sense her judging him. "Look Wench, I have no time for you to be evaluating my prowess in anything, Especially not without my consent! what think you I?! An idiot? He spoke directly into her mind. He was annoyed at her audacity let alone her Gaul to sniff him as she did. "Now what do you want? My business here is none of your concern and that is the last on that matter. Answer my question and i may refrain from beating you to within an inch of your life." Helzink turned away from him again, sliding her finger up and down Bloedbad, whom she had drawn from her sheath when the boy-vampire was too focused on his anger.
"You're correct in assuming that I am evaluating you, and you're failing the test. I do not think you an idiot, but merely a fool. Would I seek our your prowess if I were not in sure comfort of my own? I do not care in your business, ultimately, but your abilities. To be sure, they are of note, but you are not. You're not a puppy-eyed boy, which is above average, nor are you in control of your temper, which is ... average. I'm sure you find yourself to be a tragic, lonesome hero."
She turned to face him now, both Bloedbad and Schoonheid in her hands. Fire swirled with darkness in her eyes as she stared at the boy.
"And I would not call me 'wench' so quickly. You would have been better off with girl, woman, or any other generic. So demeaning so early is never good around your elders... or do you still think I am younger than you? I am a Demon; my age extends beyond my time here, my knowledge beyond your comprehension. You would be no match for me."
Suddenly, the Hellfyre released it's hold on the vampire. Helzink bowed low before him.
"I take my leave of you. You are not the one I am looking for... nor have I been paid to kill you."
Her head curled up and she blew a hot breath on his face before leaping into the air and flying off to another place to wait. There would be other beings with power, power even greater, and with enough wisdom and temperment to use those powers correctly. Helzink would wait for them.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 11:01 am
X x Imaginary Fairy x X pre_wolffang X x Imaginary Fairy x X pre_wolffang X x Imaginary Fairy x X pre_wolffang *he smiles and kisses her again and rests his head against hers* "Not all of my questions are for the stars to answer I'm afraid. Some of my questions are for you and you alone." Rhé breathes in deeply and looks into his eyes.
"Alright... ?"
Absentmindedly, she massaged her hands together in her lap, almost afraid of the questions. "Well if I might ask, what information brings you here? Whats the information that you wanted from the A.D character? Why was he in such a rush to leave earlier? What so special about this war that has demons all around the world scared?" Rhé nods.
"I came searching for information on a very... unusual event that happened right upon my arrival here. I heard a sound, like breathing, which I have never heard before. Not in the time of my shadows, not in my human life, and not in the lives of my sires." Here, she paused and glanced at him.
"Perhaps I should explain? I am from the Kiasyd Clan. It a clan of it's Turned only, you cannot simply join. When a member of the Kiasyd Clan Turns a human, all of it's memories, it's knowledge, it's experiences and passed through to the sireling. When the sireling Turns it's own, all of it's memories, knowledge, and knowledge are passed down, as well as those of it's sire. Essentially, I have within me the knowledge of the Dead as well as the living members of my Clan. Centuries of knowledge and experience... it is very hard for me to experience something I do not recognize. I hoped that A.D., being a member outside my clan, would have knowledge that I do not. He did... I heard the breath of a fallen angel, a misguided one. And this fallen angel is amassing an army to take the evil out of the world... and he believes that ridding this world of demons, vampires, werewolves, and other shadowkind will show to God that he is a good being.
"As for A.D. ... I cannot speak for his reasons and actions, only their outcomes." "Hmmm, interesting. So this whole war is over an angel who wants back into heaven. Atleast this will be interesting enough. Makes me wonder if this angel has struck gods attention yet. Will he even care about us, we're considered demons anyways. Has god foresaken us?" *He looks upset for a momemt but then shrugs it off.* "Will we even be able to stop this fallen angel?" "Are you evil? Did you choose to be like this? Did I? Why should God turn from us because we have been changed? I still do my best to help others, not hurt them. If God has turned from me, then perhaps I should worry no more for him."
Rhé shook her head.
"I believe we can. I am certain that the angel will be defeated, at least. How many of us he takes with him, I cannot say. "
She leans her head on his shoulder.
"You live. I've seen that." "You see that is the difference between us, I have never really worried about god. I have always looked after myself and the ones that I cherish most. God has never done anything for me which is good because I have never done anything for him. The things I do is for my own self awareness." *pre smiles and looks at the thawing meat in the sink* "You may be right though, maybe he hasn't foresaken some of us demons. This will be a great battle though, theres no way that it couldn't be. We're up against an angel, one of the strongest creatures ever created, I can honestly say at this moment in time that I am not strong enough to fight him, none of us are. There has to be a way for me to get stronger. I need to protect the ones that I cherish." *pre is know quiet, still looking away from rhe and staring at the meat* "I just have to, I won't ever forgive myself if I don't."
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 12:54 pm
Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine Helzink, hearing the rabbit's corpse fall, looked immediately in the direction of the sound, and it's origin. Her eyes narrowed in on the newcomer. He looked strong, possibly powerful, but the distance (and the wind) was enough that she couldn't smell if he had any excess power about him. Cautious not to step outside her shadows, Helzink whistled. A high-pitched screech that would attract any creature's attention, but her practiced lips sent the sound in a linear line towards the boy; only he would hear the noise.
Perhaps this was the creature she was waiting to meet? Roran's ears perked at the sound of a whistle. It was accurate and well aimed. He looked for the source, his vampiric eye sight cutting through the shadows easily. A young woman was looking directly at him. Roran pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled a note on it. What do you want wench; I have no time for petty games.
P.S. I'm not a dog so don't call me as one. He attached the note to a dagger and threw it, his training and superb aims causing it to fly through the air and embed itself into the wall behind her head, only missing her face by a hairs breadth. He only gave a few seconds of impatience before curiosity took over and he jumped down to her, seeming to disappear to the naked eye, and reappeared behind her. "You called woman?"
"I thought so much... you could be of use to me, boy. Kindly tell me... what brings you here? Vengeance? A loved one?"
As she spoke her unconventional questions she breathed deeply through her nose. Oh yes... this one had power in him. It would do well to have him on her side, at the least. She wouldn't kill him, or even play games with him. Save for one. She had to really anger him, just once. It might cause his gift to rise up in his shard of a soul. Then she could reveal to him her quest... that is, assuming his power is great enough.
As she tilted her head, she gazed back at the boy through the corner of her eye and the unread note fluttered just slightly...Roran's blood boiled, He hated being treated like a tool and could sense her judging him. "Look Wench, I have no time for you to be evaluating my prowess in anything, Especially not without my consent! what think you I?! An idiot? He spoke directly into her mind. He was annoyed at her audacity let alone her Gaul to sniff him as she did. "Now what do you want? My business here is none of your concern and that is the last on that matter. Answer my question and i may refrain from beating you to within an inch of your life." Helzink turned away from him again, sliding her finger up and down Bloedbad, whom she had drawn from her sheath when the boy-vampire was too focused on his anger.
"You're correct in assuming that I am evaluating you, and you're failing the test. I do not think you an idiot, but merely a fool. Would I seek our your prowess if I were not in sure comfort of my own? I do not care in your business, ultimately, but your abilities. To be sure, they are of note, but you are not. You're not a puppy-eyed boy, which is above average, nor are you in control of your temper, which is ... average. I'm sure you find yourself to be a tragic, lonesome hero."
She turned to face him now, both Bloedbad and Schoonheid in her hands. Fire swirled with darkness in her eyes as she stared at the boy.
"And I would not call me 'wench' so quickly. You would have been better off with girl, woman, or any other generic. So demeaning so early is never good around your elders... or do you still think I am younger than you? I am a Demon; my age extends beyond my time here, my knowledge beyond your comprehension. You would be no match for me."
Suddenly, the Hellfyre released it's hold on the vampire. Helzink bowed low before him.
"I take my leave of you. You are not the one I am looking for... nor have I been paid to kill you."
Her head curled up and she blew a hot breath on his face before leaping into the air and flying off to another place to wait. There would be other beings with power, power even greater, and with enough wisdom and temperment to use those powers correctly. Helzink would wait for them.
Roran was shocked, indignant, and more than that, annoyed. To be called a child by a worthless bounty hunter was just a dishonor that he could not let slide.
He opened his power and from the concrete formed sand, And with that sand he solidified wings. They were large and strong, carrying him high into the night sky with their power. He chased the woman, following her scent as he was accustomed to doing when hunting, and landed next to her, turning the sand into a small, palm sized crystal that he pocketed for later. He kneeled behind her.
“My apologies lady, for I did not have control of my tongue, as I had just finished feeding on mere animal blood. Had I finished feasting, I would have been sounder of mind and not insulted you as I did. I believe you wanted something of my power?”
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 8:49 pm
ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Roran's ears perked at the sound of a whistle. It was accurate and well aimed. He looked for the source, his vampiric eye sight cutting through the shadows easily. A young woman was looking directly at him. Roran pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled a note on it. What do you want wench; I have no time for petty games.
P.S. I'm not a dog so don't call me as one. He attached the note to a dagger and threw it, his training and superb aims causing it to fly through the air and embed itself into the wall behind her head, only missing her face by a hairs breadth. He only gave a few seconds of impatience before curiosity took over and he jumped down to her, seeming to disappear to the naked eye, and reappeared behind her. "You called woman?"
"I thought so much... you could be of use to me, boy. Kindly tell me... what brings you here? Vengeance? A loved one?"
As she spoke her unconventional questions she breathed deeply through her nose. Oh yes... this one had power in him. It would do well to have him on her side, at the least. She wouldn't kill him, or even play games with him. Save for one. She had to really anger him, just once. It might cause his gift to rise up in his shard of a soul. Then she could reveal to him her quest... that is, assuming his power is great enough.
As she tilted her head, she gazed back at the boy through the corner of her eye and the unread note fluttered just slightly...Roran's blood boiled, He hated being treated like a tool and could sense her judging him. "Look Wench, I have no time for you to be evaluating my prowess in anything, Especially not without my consent! what think you I?! An idiot? He spoke directly into her mind. He was annoyed at her audacity let alone her Gaul to sniff him as she did. "Now what do you want? My business here is none of your concern and that is the last on that matter. Answer my question and i may refrain from beating you to within an inch of your life." Helzink turned away from him again, sliding her finger up and down Bloedbad, whom she had drawn from her sheath when the boy-vampire was too focused on his anger.
"You're correct in assuming that I am evaluating you, and you're failing the test. I do not think you an idiot, but merely a fool. Would I seek our your prowess if I were not in sure comfort of my own? I do not care in your business, ultimately, but your abilities. To be sure, they are of note, but you are not. You're not a puppy-eyed boy, which is above average, nor are you in control of your temper, which is ... average. I'm sure you find yourself to be a tragic, lonesome hero."
She turned to face him now, both Bloedbad and Schoonheid in her hands. Fire swirled with darkness in her eyes as she stared at the boy.
"And I would not call me 'wench' so quickly. You would have been better off with girl, woman, or any other generic. So demeaning so early is never good around your elders... or do you still think I am younger than you? I am a Demon; my age extends beyond my time here, my knowledge beyond your comprehension. You would be no match for me."
Suddenly, the Hellfyre released it's hold on the vampire. Helzink bowed low before him.
"I take my leave of you. You are not the one I am looking for... nor have I been paid to kill you."
Her head curled up and she blew a hot breath on his face before leaping into the air and flying off to another place to wait. There would be other beings with power, power even greater, and with enough wisdom and temperment to use those powers correctly. Helzink would wait for them. Roran was shocked, indignant, and more than that, annoyed. To be called a child by a worthless bounty hunter was just a dishonor that he could not let slide. He opened his power and from the concrete formed sand, And with that sand he solidified wings. They were large and strong, carrying him high into the night sky with their power. He chased the woman, following her scent as he was accustomed to doing when hunting, and landed next to her, turning the sand into a small, palm sized crystal that he pocketed for later. He kneeled behind her. “My apologies lady, for I did not have control of my tongue, as I had just finished feeding on mere animal blood. Had I finished feasting, I would have been sounder of mind and not insulted you as I did. I believe you wanted something of my power?”
"In that you are incorrect. Actually, you have proven to me that I do not want anything of your power. I need a creature, a being, of solid mind and great internal strength to help me."
Then she turned to face him, a sad smile about her lips.
"To help me return home. But I don't think you could understand that, could you? That this place is a prison that I am forced to live in, to breathe in? A prison who's rules I am forced to obey? You insult me in your thoughts... the ones you gave me access to when you spoke to my mind directly? My suggestion is to not repeat that with new aquaintances, be you sane of mind or not; it grants the receiver access to all your thoughts concerning them, if the receiver knows how it works."
She turned away again, leaning over the side of the skyscraper she had landed upon.
"I await but one reply from you, then I shall leave."
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 11:53 pm
ChaosQueen KyDaniel ChaosQueen KyDaniel ChaosQueen Luna looked over at Ky as they took their seats. Her lustful mood immedatly took a turn downhill as sh grabbed onto the arm rests of her seat. Her eyes went wide as she looked around. A vampire..afraid of flying in an airplane. Just flying was fine but for some reason being in a plane terrified her. Looking at Ky with slightly narrowed eyes she tried to force herself to relax.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:08 am
Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Roran's ears perked at the sound of a whistle. It was accurate and well aimed. He looked for the source, his vampiric eye sight cutting through the shadows easily. A young woman was looking directly at him. Roran pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled a note on it. What do you want wench; I have no time for petty games.
P.S. I'm not a dog so don't call me as one. He attached the note to a dagger and threw it, his training and superb aims causing it to fly through the air and embed itself into the wall behind her head, only missing her face by a hairs breadth. He only gave a few seconds of impatience before curiosity took over and he jumped down to her, seeming to disappear to the naked eye, and reappeared behind her. "You called woman?"
"I thought so much... you could be of use to me, boy. Kindly tell me... what brings you here? Vengeance? A loved one?"
As she spoke her unconventional questions she breathed deeply through her nose. Oh yes... this one had power in him. It would do well to have him on her side, at the least. She wouldn't kill him, or even play games with him. Save for one. She had to really anger him, just once. It might cause his gift to rise up in his shard of a soul. Then she could reveal to him her quest... that is, assuming his power is great enough.
As she tilted her head, she gazed back at the boy through the corner of her eye and the unread note fluttered just slightly...Roran's blood boiled, He hated being treated like a tool and could sense her judging him. "Look Wench, I have no time for you to be evaluating my prowess in anything, Especially not without my consent! what think you I?! An idiot? He spoke directly into her mind. He was annoyed at her audacity let alone her Gaul to sniff him as she did. "Now what do you want? My business here is none of your concern and that is the last on that matter. Answer my question and i may refrain from beating you to within an inch of your life." Helzink turned away from him again, sliding her finger up and down Bloedbad, whom she had drawn from her sheath when the boy-vampire was too focused on his anger.
"You're correct in assuming that I am evaluating you, and you're failing the test. I do not think you an idiot, but merely a fool. Would I seek our your prowess if I were not in sure comfort of my own? I do not care in your business, ultimately, but your abilities. To be sure, they are of note, but you are not. You're not a puppy-eyed boy, which is above average, nor are you in control of your temper, which is ... average. I'm sure you find yourself to be a tragic, lonesome hero."
She turned to face him now, both Bloedbad and Schoonheid in her hands. Fire swirled with darkness in her eyes as she stared at the boy.
"And I would not call me 'wench' so quickly. You would have been better off with girl, woman, or any other generic. So demeaning so early is never good around your elders... or do you still think I am younger than you? I am a Demon; my age extends beyond my time here, my knowledge beyond your comprehension. You would be no match for me."
Suddenly, the Hellfyre released it's hold on the vampire. Helzink bowed low before him.
"I take my leave of you. You are not the one I am looking for... nor have I been paid to kill you."
Her head curled up and she blew a hot breath on his face before leaping into the air and flying off to another place to wait. There would be other beings with power, power even greater, and with enough wisdom and temperment to use those powers correctly. Helzink would wait for them. Roran was shocked, indignant, and more than that, annoyed. To be called a child by a worthless bounty hunter was just a dishonor that he could not let slide. He opened his power and from the concrete formed sand, And with that sand he solidified wings. They were large and strong, carrying him high into the night sky with their power. He chased the woman, following her scent as he was accustomed to doing when hunting, and landed next to her, turning the sand into a small, palm sized crystal that he pocketed for later. He kneeled behind her. “My apologies lady, for I did not have control of my tongue, as I had just finished feeding on mere animal blood. Had I finished feasting, I would have been sounder of mind and not insulted you as I did. I believe you wanted something of my power?”
"In that you are incorrect. Actually, you have proven to me that I do not want anything of your power. I need a creature, a being, of solid mind and great internal strength to help me."
Then she turned to face him, a sad smile about her lips.
"To help me return home. But I don't think you could understand that, could you? That this place is a prison that I am forced to live in, to breathe in? A prison who's rules I am forced to obey? You insult me in your thoughts... the ones you gave me access to when you spoke to my mind directly? My suggestion is to not repeat that with new aquaintances, be you sane of mind or not; it grants the receiver access to all your thoughts concerning them, if the receiver knows how it works."
She turned away again, leaning over the side of the skyscraper she had landed upon.
"I await but one reply from you, then I shall leave." Roran walked over to lean next to her, looking at the view. "The Races of this world do not understand the complexities of this dimension or the war that is going on inside it. They prefer to wallow in their cities and destroy their planet, only when one becomes a part of the soul of this planet can one know how she really feels. I have been there once, where you are. I was taken to a place with my brothers and sisters in the middle of the night by a man who named us 'De Gevallen'. He was our trainer, our prisoner, our father, our enemy. And he trapped us in a place that forced us to follow rules and protocol that conflicted with our nature." Roran turned around, "When my brother tried to rebel he slowly killed all of my siblings, one by one, until i was the only one left. They made me kill him in order to save my own life." "So i know what it is to be trapped in a place that your very soul does not agree with. I am willing to help, and would be honored to get you back to your dimension." He reached into his pocket and pulled out teh jem that had been his wings earlier, "If that is not the answer you were looking for then i am sorry i could not be of better assistance to a sister in need. I am off to feed. You know where to find me.... Just follow the smell of blood." HE flew away, into the night to feed. He spotted a human, scantly clad, and swooped down on her, diving like a falcon. He caught her be the under arms and, with his strength, lifted her easily up into the air. Back to theclock tower he flew, his unconcious prey in his arms. He laid her down and removed what was left of her clothing, then bit her in the neck and began to feed. He sucked her dry as the bag of bones that was left. then tossed the carcass into the pile of bodies that he had feasted on. Three more and he would have to burn them pile again. so far he had fourty-seven dead bodies in his layer. All homeless and all his for the taking. He sat and waited on his throne of the dead for the young woman who he had hoped would seek his help.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:32 pm
pre_wolffang X x Imaginary Fairy x X pre_wolffang X x Imaginary Fairy x X pre_wolffang X x Imaginary Fairy x X Rhé breathes in deeply and looks into his eyes.
"Alright... ?"
Absentmindedly, she massaged her hands together in her lap, almost afraid of the questions. "Well if I might ask, what information brings you here? Whats the information that you wanted from the A.D character? Why was he in such a rush to leave earlier? What so special about this war that has demons all around the world scared?" Rhé nods.
"I came searching for information on a very... unusual event that happened right upon my arrival here. I heard a sound, like breathing, which I have never heard before. Not in the time of my shadows, not in my human life, and not in the lives of my sires." Here, she paused and glanced at him.
"Perhaps I should explain? I am from the Kiasyd Clan. It a clan of it's Turned only, you cannot simply join. When a member of the Kiasyd Clan Turns a human, all of it's memories, it's knowledge, it's experiences and passed through to the sireling. When the sireling Turns it's own, all of it's memories, knowledge, and knowledge are passed down, as well as those of it's sire. Essentially, I have within me the knowledge of the Dead as well as the living members of my Clan. Centuries of knowledge and experience... it is very hard for me to experience something I do not recognize. I hoped that A.D., being a member outside my clan, would have knowledge that I do not. He did... I heard the breath of a fallen angel, a misguided one. And this fallen angel is amassing an army to take the evil out of the world... and he believes that ridding this world of demons, vampires, werewolves, and other shadowkind will show to God that he is a good being.
"As for A.D. ... I cannot speak for his reasons and actions, only their outcomes." "Hmmm, interesting. So this whole war is over an angel who wants back into heaven. Atleast this will be interesting enough. Makes me wonder if this angel has struck gods attention yet. Will he even care about us, we're considered demons anyways. Has god foresaken us?" *He looks upset for a momemt but then shrugs it off.* "Will we even be able to stop this fallen angel?" "Are you evil? Did you choose to be like this? Did I? Why should God turn from us because we have been changed? I still do my best to help others, not hurt them. If God has turned from me, then perhaps I should worry no more for him."
Rhé shook her head.
"I believe we can. I am certain that the angel will be defeated, at least. How many of us he takes with him, I cannot say. "
She leans her head on his shoulder.
"You live. I've seen that." "You see that is the difference between us, I have never really worried about god. I have always looked after myself and the ones that I cherish most. God has never done anything for me which is good because I have never done anything for him. The things I do is for my own self awareness." *pre smiles and looks at the thawing meat in the sink* "You may be right though, maybe he hasn't foresaken some of us demons. This will be a great battle though, theres no way that it couldn't be. We're up against an angel, one of the strongest creatures ever created, I can honestly say at this moment in time that I am not strong enough to fight him, none of us are. There has to be a way for me to get stronger. I need to protect the ones that I cherish." *pre is know quiet, still looking away from rhe and staring at the meat* "I just have to, I won't ever forgive myself if I don't." Rhé fiddled with her thumbs for a second, then slid off the countertop and stood up straight.
"No one on their own would beat the angel... I believe that's the whole point of the group."
She smiles and looks over at the meat.
"There doesn't appear to be a layer of ice on it anymore."
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 1:23 am
*fayte stares at all the zombies coming towards him and he begins to curse the witch doctor for wasting his time. He was hungry and his dinner would be the doctor himself, he would make sure of that. He jumps back and throws the sword in his hand at the nearest zombie, imbedding it into the zombies head which flies off and killing two more zombies. He then jumps into the airand looks around for something big to use against them. He sees the cross on top of the church and races towards it as fast as his body will allow and breaks it off by kicking the base of it. He then throws it as hard as he can and it sails right through a big group of them, spliting most of them in half from the waist up. The cross crashs into a wall destroying most of the wall and causing the building to start collapsing. Only about thirty or forty remained, he didn't bother counting, he just burnt the them all. He sighs and startd to walks and picks his sword up which disappears the same way it had appeared. He walks to a small building across from the church, a local gun shop. The door was locked but all that required was for him to unlock it with his mind. He walks in and picks up a couple hands guns and lots of ammo, whatever he could carry and then proceeds to leave town. The area had been cleansed and it was time to move on.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:58 am
ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Silver Rose Valentine ninjanuri2 Roran's blood boiled, He hated being treated like a tool and could sense her judging him. "Look Wench, I have no time for you to be evaluating my prowess in anything, Especially not without my consent! what think you I?! An idiot? He spoke directly into her mind. He was annoyed at her audacity let alone her Gaul to sniff him as she did. "Now what do you want? My business here is none of your concern and that is the last on that matter. Answer my question and i may refrain from beating you to within an inch of your life." Helzink turned away from him again, sliding her finger up and down Bloedbad, whom she had drawn from her sheath when the boy-vampire was too focused on his anger.
"You're correct in assuming that I am evaluating you, and you're failing the test. I do not think you an idiot, but merely a fool. Would I seek our your prowess if I were not in sure comfort of my own? I do not care in your business, ultimately, but your abilities. To be sure, they are of note, but you are not. You're not a puppy-eyed boy, which is above average, nor are you in control of your temper, which is ... average. I'm sure you find yourself to be a tragic, lonesome hero."
She turned to face him now, both Bloedbad and Schoonheid in her hands. Fire swirled with darkness in her eyes as she stared at the boy.
"And I would not call me 'wench' so quickly. You would have been better off with girl, woman, or any other generic. So demeaning so early is never good around your elders... or do you still think I am younger than you? I am a Demon; my age extends beyond my time here, my knowledge beyond your comprehension. You would be no match for me."
Suddenly, the Hellfyre released it's hold on the vampire. Helzink bowed low before him.
"I take my leave of you. You are not the one I am looking for... nor have I been paid to kill you."
Her head curled up and she blew a hot breath on his face before leaping into the air and flying off to another place to wait. There would be other beings with power, power even greater, and with enough wisdom and temperment to use those powers correctly. Helzink would wait for them. Roran was shocked, indignant, and more than that, annoyed. To be called a child by a worthless bounty hunter was just a dishonor that he could not let slide. He opened his power and from the concrete formed sand, And with that sand he solidified wings. They were large and strong, carrying him high into the night sky with their power. He chased the woman, following her scent as he was accustomed to doing when hunting, and landed next to her, turning the sand into a small, palm sized crystal that he pocketed for later. He kneeled behind her. “My apologies lady, for I did not have control of my tongue, as I had just finished feeding on mere animal blood. Had I finished feasting, I would have been sounder of mind and not insulted you as I did. I believe you wanted something of my power?”
"In that you are incorrect. Actually, you have proven to me that I do not want anything of your power. I need a creature, a being, of solid mind and great internal strength to help me."
Then she turned to face him, a sad smile about her lips.
"To help me return home. But I don't think you could understand that, could you? That this place is a prison that I am forced to live in, to breathe in? A prison who's rules I am forced to obey? You insult me in your thoughts... the ones you gave me access to when you spoke to my mind directly? My suggestion is to not repeat that with new aquaintances, be you sane of mind or not; it grants the receiver access to all your thoughts concerning them, if the receiver knows how it works."
She turned away again, leaning over the side of the skyscraper she had landed upon.
"I await but one reply from you, then I shall leave." Roran walked over to lean next to her, looking at the view. "The Races of this world do not understand the complexities of this dimension or the war that is going on inside it. They prefer to wallow in their cities and destroy their planet, only when one becomes a part of the soul of this planet can one know how she really feels. I have been there once, where you are. I was taken to a place with my brothers and sisters in the middle of the night by a man who named us 'De Gevallen'. He was our trainer, our prisoner, our father, our enemy. And he trapped us in a place that forced us to follow rules and protocol that conflicted with our nature." Roran turned around, "When my brother tried to rebel he slowly killed all of my siblings, one by one, until i was the only one left. They made me kill him in order to save my own life." "So i know what it is to be trapped in a place that your very soul does not agree with. I am willing to help, and would be honored to get you back to your dimension." He reached into his pocket and pulled out teh jem that had been his wings earlier, "If that is not the answer you were looking for then i am sorry i could not be of better assistance to a sister in need. I am off to feed. You know where to find me.... Just follow the smell of blood." HE flew away, into the night to feed. He spotted a human, scantly clad, and swooped down on her, diving like a falcon. He caught her be the under arms and, with his strength, lifted her easily up into the air. Back to theclock tower he flew, his unconcious prey in his arms. He laid her down and removed what was left of her clothing, then bit her in the neck and began to feed. He sucked her dry as the bag of bones that was left. then tossed the carcass into the pile of bodies that he had feasted on. Three more and he would have to burn them pile again. so far he had fourty-seven dead bodies in his layer. All homeless and all his for the taking. He sat and waited on his throne of the dead for the young woman who he had hoped would seek his help.
And my, what a sob story he had. That was not good. Sob stories were always dangerous. He would no doubt like to avenge his family, continuing in his fantasy of being the lone hero, or just lone man.
No, not this one. He was too volatile and unpredictable. She didn't have the time to learn his habits and sayings, much less make sense of him and come to trust him, or at least trust her knowledge of him. She would just go back to A.D., make her report, and fly over the city. Things will fall into place sooner rather than later, she could feel it.
With a gentle push, she soared into the air again (which reminded her of the vampire-boy with his wings of sand. He wasn't nearly as fast as she was, but that was to be expected of physical wings made of an early material that didn't naturally fly), heading towards the Giovanni House.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:22 pm
At the time that Helzink was going back to the house, A.D. and Oxy were on their way back from the meeting with New York's mayor. He looked down at Oxy, who was asleep in his lap and smiled, thinking to himself how pretty she was. It was just about two in morning as the black stretch limo pulled into the drive and right away he noticed something, well, different. He stepped out of the limo, woke Oxy up and told the driver to get her safely in the house. Once they were in the house, he went back outside and jumped up onto the roof of the building, where he saw Helzink. He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them, he spoke. "What do you have for me?"
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