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 Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 10:24 pm
"I'm just a bit weak..." he suppresses a pained look for a smile, leaning back against the wall for a moment. "And...my chest..." he said with a cringe, taking off the trenchcoat. He began to twitch, sliding down the wall and gritting his teeth.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 10:28 pm
Mia grabs a hold of Quinn. "Then I'll carry you." She lifted him up, once again, knowing she could handle this. He was going to change, she knew he would. If she shifted she could get him there quicker, but she was afraid of what chances she'd be taking.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 10:30 pm
He stopped her and got down, gripping his chest and slowly making his way for the cold steel suitcase, flipping it open and taking out a needle, jamming it into his leg. He suppressed a scream and let his head hit the pavement, dropping the needle and going limp. The transformation was stopped.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 10:41 pm
"Well..." Mia blinked in surprise at what just happened. Honestly, she didn't know what just happened. At the moment she only cared about getting him out of public view. She picked him up again and headed for this hotel. His directions were right. She stepped in, carrying him, going straight for the desk where the owner was sitting.
"We need a room." She really hoped he wouldn't question her as to why she was carrying Quinn. The man stared at her then Quinn for a moment. "It'll be 50 a night," he said. She'd forgotten about money. "Okay." She hated rummaging through Quinn's pockets and things. When she found his wallet she set it on the counter. "Please take out the 50." The man took it from the wallet and handed the wallet back with a key. She smiled then walked to their room, which she was glad was on the first floor.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 10:50 pm
He awoke in the room, looking around. He leaned up and continued to look, curious as to where he was. He saw her and then looked at himself. He didn't have his coat, so he didn't have anything covering him up. "well..." he said to himself, letting his hands fall to his lap softly. "I see you got us here."
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 10:56 pm
Mia glanced over at him, sitting down on the bed next to him. "At least you didn't shift out in public. I'm not sure what would have happened with that. What exactly did you inject into yourself?" She was extremely tired. She leaned back against the bed, her curly hair flowing out beside her head. "Oh, before I forget, I took 50 from your wallet. I don't have any cash."
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 11:04 pm
"It's fine.." he said, looking for his things. "I should go get my items...I can't just leave that in the open..." he said as he stood, walking to the door. "I'll be quick about it. And I'll get us a car." he smiled and walked out the door. "Get some rest while I'm gone, if I don't wake you with my return, I'll take a rest on the couch." he waved to her and shut the door.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 11:08 pm
Mia sat up, "But...Quinn..." She tried to stop him before he left. The chances of him changing were so high. Now that she thought about it she felt bad forgetting his stuff. Before she knew it, lying on the bed, her eyelids closed and she fell asleep.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 11:11 pm
He smiled to himself. Despite what i did to her she's very friendly....
Exiting the building, he looked across the street and crossed it to the alleyway, climbing the fence and walking to the end of it. He found his coat and things, making for them. He was freezing. he placed the coat around his arms and sat there for a moment as he counted his things. All were there it seemed.
He grabbed the suitcases and with a final look toward the ends of the street made his way back to the hotel room.
he found her asleep on the bed, smiling and taking off the jacket. He placed it in the closet silently and then crept toward the couch. He reclined and placed some of his things on the bedside table, falling asleep.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 3:51 am
-he opens his eyes, he had ben sitting in the same chair in his apartment for along time, he had decided it was time, he stands and leaves his room, he goes down the stairs, the stupid elevator was jammed again, he slides down the rail to eatch floor, then down to the next, finally reaching the ground floor, he makes his way past the entrance and into the street, he looks around, watching the groups walking by, still not knowing anything that has ben going on, bu he could feel something has happened in the Power of the races, they were not balanced anymore-
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 3:54 am
-he stands at the corner by his apartment, watching the groups of rival races merely passing by eatchother, as if not even seeing eatchother, this seemed strange to him, but he had not yet seen any others from his Sect, and he had not ben to the council chambers in some time-
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 3:58 am
*Logan had left Club FM after Kinikki and she went straight to her usual haunt on top of the building near the sea front. Once there she stood and scanned the city.
Two things caught her attention immediately. Two things weren't right.
Firstly, she couldn't pick up Xan's scent anywhere in the city. She picked up a few traces and followed them to Brooklyn Bridge where they just suddenly disappeared. Something she was about to go and investigate when a new lycan scent hit her hard coming from a hotel room.
This was the second strange thing. This new lycan reeked of holyness, and the stentch of a mortal. That needing checking up much more than Xan's disappearance right now. There was something familiar about this "new" lycan.
Logan jumped from the building and remained untensed as she hit the floor on both feet. She instantly got back standing and started to run. She followed the new scent to the hotel room and sat outside the window of the room peering in. They were both asleep. A lycan she had not met and him.
Due to the dimly lit room Logan could just make out the features of the newly turned lycan. It was the priest she had met a few days before. The priest turned hunter who had killed a fair few of her brethren, and now he was one of us? That just didn't seem right.
She waited outside the window, letting her shadow fall over the two sleepers so that when they awoke they would let her in.*
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 4:00 am
-he walks down an ally by his apartment, one he had ben watching for some time, he draws his Kindred knife from its sheeth at his boot, he slices his wrist and watches it squirt onto the wall, a slight pain tingling up his arm, the slice was deep enough to expose his bone, it was a sloppy cut, the kind that dont ever heal right, and bleed for hours, he had had enough-
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 4:07 am
-he kneels down, drawing a runic in the blood that was flowing from his wrist, the life blood flowing freely from him smelled of ancient magic, his eyes flickered constantly as he was drawing, as he finished his rune, his eyes flickered once more, and the rune flickered back-
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 4:12 am
-he stands up and licks his wrist, it slowly starts to heal as he walks into the runic, a faint red light shimmering from the ground around him, he closes his eyes as if praying for hope-
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