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 Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 4:32 pm
Black Cat Godess ((I'm not decapitated! I have many broken limbs and am seriously injured but my head is still on my neck where it should be!)) (OOC: I'm aware of that but the word I used was decapacitated which basically means unable to do anything)
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 4:35 pm
((Okay then. You didn't need to quote either, but it's all good.))
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Black Cat Godess Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 4:36 pm
-he looks at the new commer, his eyes flicker as he looks him over- The sag's dont hang out where i do.. im a Psychosis....
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 4:42 pm
*He feels the slight prescence in his mind for a moment. This was something he wasn't quite used to this but doesn't even attempt to resist. He feels this vampire is far more powerfull than he* So who is it I do need to talk to, then? and may I ask why are you carrying... that?
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 4:45 pm
-his eyes flicker a dark red, this new commer kept refering to his friend as "that"- She is a friend, one in pain and in need of assistance.. -his eyes flicker once more as he dives into his mind, searching his past-
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 4:46 pm
*Serena walked down the streets hoping to find someone to talk to*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 4:51 pm
*he laughs just a little but it's as hollow as his smile.* it's been a while sicne I had one of those, and im glad of that... friends... too much hassle *he moves out of the way, feeling the prescence again, he decides to leave. he doesnt like this man delving into his past, that's his own affair, as he sees it* well, I should go, really things must be taken care of. *He jumps and lands lightly on the rail of a fire escape, half way up a building. he jumps off that rail and lands on a roof. He jumps off that roof onto the ground and walks away, heading back to his home*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 4:54 pm
-he makes his way down the street holding Neko in his arms, he had made the newby leave, he was only seeing what the mans intentions were, he makes his way to the ties and enters, still holding Neko in his arms-
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 8:28 pm
*climbs up the side of the building and begins jumping rooftop to rooftop down towards where the subway is.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 4:51 am
*Caddy emerges from the exit ontop of his house. Without even running he leaps across to the roof of another, then again to another, each time landing gently and dignantly. Today he's going to have fun with his kill* Come on all you pretty girls... *He looks at the people on the streets, through their windows, looking for one with, more than anything else, innosense... they are so much more fun, so much more satisfying. After a little while he spots a prospective young lady getting ready for a night on the town, he leaps from his spot and lands on the ground opposite her appartment and as she gets into a cab he gets into the other side. He smiles amiably, like an old friend* you don't mind, do you?
*The girl shakes her head, a bit surprised, meanwhile Caddy's blue eyes take in her slender figure, beutifully curled brown hair, and her hazel eyes, her complexion was pale even under the makeup, but not as pale as his own, she tries not to look at him and tells the cab driver where to go*
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 5:15 am
*Caddy extends his hand towards the woman sitting next to him* Pardon my intrusiveness and my rudeness! I haven't even introduced myself yet. My parents called me Cadyryeith Ap-Morthwyl, those who know me more often call me Caddy, which is perhaps less of a mouthfull.
*The girl takes his hand and shakes it, smiling a bit, uncertainly* Well, I'm called Cindy. Nice to meet you, I suppose. You talk a bit wierd... you're not from round here, right?
*Cady shakes his head* No... I havent been in America long, at all... I come from Wales, but I've lived over most of western europe. Ah, I think we're stopping.
*The cab driver states the fayre, $12.50, and Cady gives him a $20 note, before opening the door for Cindy* Well I suppose this is where we part ways... I'm not a fan of this sort of establishment, really... however... I do know the owner who could perhaps get you past this queue? there's a door just down that alleyway, a backdoor I have the key to.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 5:25 am
*She sits on a bench somewhere near broadway, yawning slightly. She didn't really sleep much during the day because it hurt to lie down... Damn Demon..*
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Rikku de Lioncourt Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 5:32 am
*Cady walks into the back alley and the woman follows, not even thinking about the dangers that even a normal new-yorker could provide in a dark alley but she notices that there is indeed a back door, and any slight doubts that she had faded... that was untill Cady apparently dissapeared infront of her, but he had in fact just moved too quickly for her to see, to behind her. He leans over her , letting his fangs slowly brush the surface of her delicate white skin he whispers softly, intimately to her like to a lover* you will die here tonight *and he sinks his teeth into her, holding her fast as she struggles, as she screams out feeling her heartbeat in his chest, hear it in his ear utill it slows almost to the point of stopping, he releases her, letting her dead body fall to the ground. He crowches over her and turns her onto her back, he closes her eyelids and moves her still warm, limp arms to meet over her breast. He walks out of the alley, envigourated by the blood in search of amusement and distractin from the boredom that never leaves him*
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 5:36 am
*She ignores the screams heard, pronbably just a fledgeling anyway. Her mind was focused on the odd behaviour of the Lycanthrope leader... What was he plotting?*
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Rikku de Lioncourt Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 5:38 am
She had only discovered the tissue-note an hour after he'd gone, when she went to close the window. It was in her back pocket, along with the keys. As she headed into the city, she carried with her something she would rather not. In her pocket was a small amount of the blood that was in the vault.
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