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 Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:23 pm
(Yay...Something my character can react to... xd )
Zahzi watched Damian from across the street.
"A dagger..?" he said to himself.
He waited until he was far enough away, and began to tail him, tapping the gun on his right side.
He slowly moved to an allyway, still following him. Moving to anything that could hide him in case Damian actually took the time to look at his surroundings...
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:24 pm
"отведите меня домой....It's the one that returns a person to their home..." Amnity muttered to herself, her eyes never coming off of the pages of the book. She clicked her pen again and began scribbling a few more notes into there. She felt like she was studying for a test, but this time she actually thought that what she was studying was actually useful. Amnity kept on walking around the park. She squinted a bit as it got darker, unable to read even the notes that she wrote. Immediately, she went in front of a nearby street lamp, just going over the notes and the spells in the light. It was so facinating, what she could pick up in shuch a short amount of time. She never realized that she could memorize what symbols look like and how to write them out after just seeing them a few times. I've got to talk to Malcolm...There are so many more spells...
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:33 pm
Damian smile vanished as he felt the man's presence at his back.
"Why must these foolish humans' always presume that they can stop me?"
His eyes shifted to a glossed over black, almost as if they had vanished and been replaced by liquid pools of midnight. In a second, the air fluxed as if splitting between two realities, and Damian was gone, leaving behind a thin black note, written in blood.
(see next post)
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:37 pm
To the man with the loud footsteps and rank smell.
Obviously you are not familiar with me, or anyone even resembling me,
if you were, you would have known that a simple handgun will not be enough to stop me. Such things are as toys to my kind. In a gesture of good faith, I shall allow you to live, this time. Follow me again, and there will be no words to describe the pain you will experience.
~Damian Nguleft
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:43 pm
Amnity continued to walk around the park, completely oblivious to the fact that just a few seconds ago there was someone following her. "отведите меня домой...пошлите назад..." She repeated the words out loud, trying to get them to sink into her mind. She absently found herself sitting down in the bench where just a few hours ago Malcolm discovered the true powers of the book. The girl clicked her pen one more time and began writing down more notes. If she could, she would have gone to the library and did all of this, but it closes at dusk, so she was stuck there. She didn't mind though, she was safe there...Or so she thought.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:44 pm
Zahzi looked at the message, and almost laughed.
"Ooohh...I'm oh, so scared..." he said, faking a shiver.
He slid out the clip of one of his guns, and made the top bullet fling into the air. He caught it, and looked it over. It had a single, bold stripe running down it, completely.
"Who said I'm using normal bullets..?" he said, with a cynical grin....
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:56 pm
A shiver ran through the air near the man with the grin, and a voice whispered in his ear, cold as ice and distant as the moon.
"Who said that I didn't know that?"
In a somewhat farther place, Malcolm paced his room, oblivious to what was happening in the outside world. He had more important things on his mind.
"If what the book said is true" He whispered to no one in particular, "Then the Darkling should already have been released. If that is the case..." he drifted off for a moment, "This is bad." He decided in finality, sitting down hard in a chair, the book nearby, "This is really bad"
(See updated races for info on Darklings')
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:03 pm
Tsuki stopped, something wasn't right. a cold presence had filled the park and surrounding area, something ominous was coming, fast.
He reached to his belt, quickly drawing the small knife he always kept there, and hurried back towards the park, eyes wide and alert for anyone, or anything, that might pose a threat.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:04 pm
Zahzi looked over at where the voice came from with a psychotic grin.
"Ahhh...Good...I hate advantages..." he said, waving around his gun.
"So...Damian, is it? Why are you following the poor girl..?" he asked, actually expecting a response.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:07 pm
Amnity felt the sudden cold in the air, and even when she's wearing a jacket she shivered. Finally, she tore her eyes away from her little notebook and looked around. The light coming from the street lamp beside the bench was the furthest she could see. She had seen dark nights before...But not like this. This is extreme darkness. Amnity narrowed her eyes dangerously, suddenly getting paranoid. What's going on?... She thought about the possibility of creatures beyond vampires and humans and- No...They aren't real... It was a stupid thought. But still...She couldn't shake off the feeling.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:26 pm
The night grew ever darker, and colder still, until it reached a point beyond normality, beyond that which the world can cause. The air shifted again, splitting between the two dimensions to reveal Damian, a look of sheer annoyance on his face.
"That is none of your business, human" He hissed, his eyes becoming pools of blackness once more, "Heed my warning and leave, or face me, and die"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:34 pm
Amnity felt the unnerving cold, it sent shivers down her spine. She quickly shut her notebook and put it away in her pocket. Something was wrong, terribly wrong, she could feel it. She could remember the words that Malcolm said to her before he sent her away. Something has been awaken...He wasn't lying. As casually as possible, Amnity made her way out of the park, trying hard to see through the darkness that suddenly swept the area. Her heart pounded loudly, the cold rushing through her silver hair. It was as if it were winter! She quickened her pace a bit and tried to get out of there as calmly as possible. She wasn't frightened, despite the terrifying situation....But something in her stomach just told her to get the hell out of there....Now....
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:39 pm
Back in the reading room, Malcolm continued to study the Tome, desperately seeking the answer to his question. After nearly an hour of study, he found it. At the same time, he felt the cold, the creeping, all-consuming cold that seeped from the park, covering the entire town with it's presence.
"Am I to late?" He whispered, quickly committing the new-found phrase to memory, "Or is there still hope?"
Malcolm closed the book, then set it inside a chest, sealing it with a heavy padlock. He closed his eyes for a moment, gathering his thoughts and making sure that he remembered the words correctly. This had to work.
He moved to the center of his reading room and took a deep breath, steadying himself for what was to come.
"транспорт" He whispered, and a bright light surrounded him, pulling him into a portal, transporting him to the park.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:55 pm
Amnity hit a few trees and almost tripped on a few benches on her way out of the park...Well, that's how dark it was. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down...Trying to remember...If only I had a light... She opened her eyes, suddenly remembering the fire spell. It should give her a fair amount of light. She held out her hand and took a deep breathe. "станьте пламенем..." The moment she chanted that, a light flame formed over her palm. It illuminated the pathway better, so she could see at least where she was stepping. "Should have stayed in the pub..." She grumbled, slowly making her way down the path.
The flame was begining to wither though because of the cold wind, she frequently had to cast the spell to keep it going. Suddenly, she saw a figure not too far away. Who could it be? A stranger? Maybe even Malcolm?...Or was it something much, much darker...
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:23 am
Another grin appeared on Zahzi's face.
"Hmm...You know Russian, right, boy" he said looking at where Damian's voice came from.
The grin changed into a smile, as he said
"Идет винт себя, тупойишак!"
(Go screw yourself, dumbass!)
As he said this, he shifted around, bringing out both guns, and waited.
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