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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 9:01 am
Kirra sat there waiting for the seats to fill up, she didn't really care what the ruling was, she would abide by it either way.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 10:14 am
Elise continued her trek Westward. It was an uneventful day, simply checking her map and compass from time to time, and chewing on a tough piece of meat for nourishment. She came upon a rocky ridge and climbed up. Reaching the top, the fierce wind whipped through her hair, and the cold seeped through her clothes. She was cold and shivering. There was something wrong with the wind. It carried a smell of decay with it and Elise wrinkled her nose from the smell. This isn't right, the werewolf corpses are downwind of me and they wouldn't be rotting, it's far too cold. It's possibly a horde of the resurrected dead but I'm too tired to pursue them. Elise scanned the valley that lay before her and found what she was looking for - a river. She would follow the river, downstream, until she reached the sea and follow the coastline South. She picked her way down the ridge, aware of the growing intensity of the foul smell.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 10:50 am
((Alright, I'm going to try shortening my posts from now on since I've been on a posting rampage...))
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 7:07 am
(Hehe, I guess I didnt miss much while I was gone...)
Luna made her way to the courtrooms, along the way her bird Merria landed on her shoulder, nuzzling her beak into Lunas neck. "Yes yes, I know, cold." The sudden urge to have a fur coat hit Luna but she ignored it, keeping her dignity in place, perfect werewolves did Not earn that title by being weak to their wolven sides. I am In control... The scent of vampire hit her nose and she rolled her eyes, this must be the right courtroom, Moreau's scent was everywhere. Luna slipped in quietly, taking the first seat in the Jury's place, smiling. Merrie fluttered back onto her masters shoulder, the hawk blinking slowly and then nesstling once again into Luna's neck before taking off out the door. She never really stayed unless Luna needed her to.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 8:56 am
other Hunters took their seats. one was a rather big man who had taken it upon himself to cover his body in weaponry. He didn't even have a cloak. Grunting, he sat down in a corner. Other Hunters kept their distance.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 12:40 pm
Luna looked over at the wide circle of empty seating surrounding the rather large man with weapons all about him and sighed, over here she was going to be squished! She stood up and lithely made her way to a less crowded spot, near the large man, and sat back down. Sometimes having a wolven look upon things made it easier to not fear, one of the reasons Luna was a Veteran, she didnt fear many things normal humans, even hunters temselves, feared. Being scared of humans when you worked umong them was an idiotic choice. She set her hands in her lap and waited.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:15 pm
((Hey, sorry but I won't be able to post for another week because I'm grounded from the computer.))
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 10:02 am
(that's quite fine, as long as you don't forget about us...)
The large man glanced over at Luna. "You're a perfect, aren't you?" At this range it was obvious the man had stocked up on every anti-vamipre and werewolf weapon possible. Wolfsbane bombs were dangling from his belt, and the man had at least twelve pistols.
"They call me Armory. heheh... Veteran rank."
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 1:41 pm
Kirra looked at "Armory" with amused eyes, that wasn't what she had heard, She had heard him called "Porcupine" "Time Bomb" and "The Fat guy with most of the weapons we have in the entire castle"
{lol, btw I might not be able to get on during christmas break, we're visiting grandparents, but I'll definately try}
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 2:07 pm
Luna looked at 'Armory' with a smile, she was well aware of his many names, she had one herself. Most hunters who lived long enough got their own nicknames, afflicteds especialy because of their 'traitor' status toward others of their kind. "Luna, veteran as well, and yeah, Perfect. Thanks for noticing." She could see the anti-vamp and wolf weapons but she didnt flinch, why would she, most of these weapons she had used herself or had been used near her, the only thing that really bothered her were those wolfsbane bombs. She crossed one leg over the other, on her belt hung a normal weapon for most hunters, a dagger, last resorts for hand to hand combat, but that seemed to be the only weapon on her. She chuckled quietly to herself, thinking about her nickname, Silver Scar, not very plesent. She got it on a dare really, some hunter thought he could out-wit her and make her scared, put her tail between her legs. 'Hold this Silver dagger in your left hand and don't drop it untill I say so, maybe then you'll be worth the time of day to the rest of us hunters!' Luna had smirked, she was young and reckless in those days, without a care in the world, stupid really. 'Fine!' And so she had, and when the hunter finally bid her release the dagger she had a cresent shape of unmarked skin surrounded by blackened flesh. It hadnt healed for over a year, her mother had been furious. She moved her left hand in rememberance, all that was left of the trial was a white palm with a cresent moon in the center, and in her wolf form, the same on her paw.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 2:11 pm
Kirra's eyes flicked at the woman 'Armory' was talking to and an urge came over her to attack this woman and prove her dominance. Her entire body tensed up and she barely kept herself seated.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 2:51 pm
Luna's gaze fell to the seated girl down below where the jury sat, on trial for what she had become, poor dear. She saw the girl tense and witheld her own desire to attack, being an animal was a curse and a pleasure, sharpened senses but also instincts to withold, she wouldnt have been able to stay seated either in that girls position if she was freashly turned, the urge to dominate was only one of many. Poor pup... Luna turned her attention back toward Armory.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 12:26 pm
"So, the great Kirra's afflicted now... Pity, I never thought she'd get bitten, but it appears I was wrong..." Armory leaned back in his seat. A thin, pale, gaunt man, most knew only as "Dead Man Walking," "Ghoul," or the less impressive "Stick Corpse" came and sat down behind Armory, a high collar on his cloak covering his mouth, and a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes. His voice was faint, and sounded like a dying man's wheezing breath, "I'll support her staying active..."
"A werewolf hater like you, Ghoul? I still have no idea how you survived the Ironfang incursion..."
"That's between me and the councilors..." Gaunt had no scent to him, not even to the acute nose of a werewolf. it was like the thin man wasn't even there. He got his names from living through what many thought unsurvivable, but Ghoul always came back unscathed. it was a complete wonder why he didn't try to move up in rank. Ghoul never socialized with anyone but Obi and Marie... and even they rarely talked about the man. One thing was clear though, Ghoul hated any vampire or werewolf that wasn't working for the Organization, and represented everything vampires and werewolves alike feared from them... a merciless killer.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 12:54 pm
(Sorry i was gone so long computer had over 200 viruses.)
Summer awoke from her sleep and walked to a little cooler she kept some of her emergency blood rations and drank a little. She put it back in the cooler then grabbed her cloak. She swong it over her shoulders then headed toward the top of her stairs. She looked and noticed it was dark outside so she went for a walk in the forest near her home. She didn't know were any other vampires were so she didn't have to worry about crossing unknown borders. She walked into the night and then went on the prowl. She continued to walk in the forest just enjoying the time not spent in her house.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 1:06 pm
Luna kept her gaze now on the afflicted girl below them, she hadnt noticed Guants entrance at first, it bothered her only a bit. "I do believe she deserves to stay active..." She didnt lend any voice to the other half of the conversation, the talk of Guants part in the Ironfang Incursion, that was a time she disliked. "It's not as if she's become a traitor by being bitten, wasn't by choice..." Just like I had no choice... Luna's brow furrowed at her less than happy thought but she then ignored it, why feel sorry for herself, it wouldnt speed anything but her own demise. "I'd vote she dislikes it as much as most hunters would, becoming wolf."
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