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 Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:03 pm
Brushing his hand against Nik's leg, on purpose or by accident, Alex smiled warmly. "What would you prefer, quaint coffee shop? Smokey private bar and a good drink? " His eyes were on Vince's son at this point.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:08 pm
Nik hesitated and Slowly shited a bit closer to Alex, as if hoping the other would protect him. Slowly he spoke. "I-I guess a nice coffe shop would be good." On any other occasion, he would practically scream for a stiff drink at a bar, despite being underage. Instead he opted for something small and quant. "But we can go wherever."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:36 pm
Kalie rolled her eyes. First he was about ready to douse her in flames or god knows what, this was Vince's son after all and now he looked absolutely petrified of her. Kalie sighed looking up at Alex. She wasn't going to stay, Kalie knew he could see it in her eyes as she opened her hand for the key. " A cafe it is.."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:39 pm
Alex nodded in understanding, his hand pressing to hers. Placing Kalie's key to the transport safely within her grasp."Lets go." Motioning to Nik, he stepped away forcing distance between the pair while remaining the wall keeping the boy from Kalie.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:41 pm
Slowly, he moved to the other, getting desperately close and pressing an ear against the other's chest and over his heart. He slowly began to relax as they started to move away from Kalie. He didn't even speak.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:48 pm
"I'll meet you down the hall." Directed to Nik more than Alex, she knew the other wouldn't have forgotten so soon. As the pair moved away, Kalie approached the counter, several drawers coming opening under the guidance of her fingertips. After a little shuffling she produced a pad of paper and a pen. The tools she needed to leave some sort of note for Torment incase he came back before they did. Folding the hurriedly written letter in half, she scribbled 'Tor' across the front in bold flowing script and jogged off down the hall.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:52 pm
Alex nodded and gently nudged Nik toward the alcove. His voice holding an edge of amusement as he tried the lighten the mood. "You know.. she won't bite you or anything."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 6:01 pm
"You'd be surprised." He sighed, and followed him, still keeping very close. His head gently rested against the other's shoulder as they walked. "Just... don't let her get near me? Can you do that for me?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 6:08 pm
Alex quirked a brow as his arm slipped around Nik's shoulder comfortingly. "Yea.. I guess." The alcove gently opened up before them, Alex's arm falling away as he scratched his head thinking. "Umm.. I'll try." Easier said then done.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 6:11 pm
The sound of Kalie's footsteps would become louder till she abruptly appeared directly behind them. The deep purple jewel swinging loosely from her wrist where the chain had been doubled over several times. "Take his hand." She wasn't even going to attempt to try at taking hold of Nik, having settled for grabbing Alex's arm and dragging toward the gentle hum emitting from the alcove.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 7:09 pm
-In a whirl of colors and course of harmonic hums the three would be gone from the hallway. Leaving the house desolate and empty. (All three to Darkskye) -
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 3:41 am
Vincent, being one to go with busy work, had set up a table out back, with a hay bail about ten yards from him, and another about twenty yards from him. He had three weapons set out on the table. His good ol'' Walther p99 .40 calibur handgun, complete with tactical flashlight and matching lazer (police issue stuff rocked.) Next to that was a slighty more interesting weapon. Police issue Heckler and Koch (it's pronounced "Kotch," damnit) MP5K. You know, that one very small version with the extra handle in front. It came complete with a concealing suitcase in which is could be stuffed, and even fired. As such, it had a slightly smaller clip, but that didn't matter. The last, and obviously most powerful of the three, was the Steyr AUG A1 bullpup. The assualt rifle of the group. Yay, three nice weapons, complete with military issue armor piercing rounds. Funderful. He holstered the sidearm, strapped the submachine gun into suitcase fitter, and the assualy rifle got slung over his shoulder. he wore all black. Looked like he was ready for something.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 3:51 am
(This goes before his post because he's an impatient b***h xp ) ~~~One Day Later~~~
~Fields~ The Forest felt something odd beneathe him as he slithered through a patch where the razor grasses would not grow, a stinging pain unlike any other flooded his body. He pressed forward and turned to look down at the spot devoid of life. A white shard of bone was covered in a dried black blood, mixing even now with his own. The ground around it was stained and barren. A claw came down to extract the boneshard from the ground. Once it was in his grasp The Forest slithered off at rather high speeds towards the area of his namesake. ~House~ The house seemed to bend and warp as the Teleportation Alcove stretched to allow two people and a very long chain the teleport in. Torment had to literally chain him up, to a certain extent, and drag him here. The chain faded and the walls swallowed up the darkened shape, the vibrant orange hair visible for only a fraction of a second before he was stolen away to a place where his broken heart could mend for a time. Torment stepped forth to explore a bit, not hearing too much. He headed the opposite direction of the kitchen, wondering where the ******** everybody was.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 3:59 am
(after Vince's post)
Torment wandered around the house, still wondering where the ******** everybody was. He had checked every room in the house except his closet, and was sure nobody would be able to stay in there for anywhere close to the length of time he was in that room. He finally stopped in the hallway and started yelling at the house, "Where the hell did they go?" A face formed on the wall next to him, "Why didn't you just ask me sooner?" Tor glared at it, "Shu up, you don't even exist." The face seemed to pout, "Thats cold man...check the kitchen and somewhere out back, manwhore." Tor punched the wall as it faded to a normal wall, "Bite me." He shook his hand out a bit as he made his way for the kitchen, "Damn ******** house..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 9:14 pm
Tor swung by the kitchen, grabbing the note to read as he walked, heading for somewhere outside, 'out back' somewhere, which really wasn't completely helpful, but it was a start.
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