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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 8:51 am
Sibyl didn't need to turn around to know that Markus was there as her instincts could feel him watching their group and she could smell him. The scent that permeated him was an odd one indeed for she did not recall Markus having smelled that afraid. Knowing that he was afraid made her instincts and senses instantly alert to him, they were waiting for him to run in order to allow her to pursue him. It was a subconscious thing but it was there and Sibyl knew it was. "Markus," Sibyl calmly called though she sensed that there was some form of danger, which made her a slight bit edgy, "come over here, we know you're there hiding out. Come talk, someting's bothering you."
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 11:08 am
Markus stood up, smiling. He walked calmly over to the group, but his hands were clenched into fists, and he was slightly shaking. He shook his head, slight flecks of water flying from his hair. He finally said, his eyes on the ground, "I am sure you know of the threat hovering over the non-humans, there have been disappearances, and I know I am next. I see them in the shadows, I see them plotting against me. I hear their horrid thoughts, and I have seen their deeds. They are hunting me, I need to keep on the move." He paced slightly, his mind racing. Was he being paranoid? Was he going mad? Or was what he said was true? What could be happening?
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 11:19 am
Siyo was stood behind an Angel at the graveyard when he heard Makus. "Bah, why is he here" Siyo could see him because of his blindfold but he used his powers to paint a metal picture of the graveyard. Siyo flipped up onto the angel and looked at Markus.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 11:45 am
Markus remained oblivious of Siyo, he was straining all his senses to detect his trackers, every intake of breath was heard by him, every heart-beat, yet he couldn't find his trackers. He shivered, lying down, wrapping his coat around him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 11:48 am
Siyo leaped over to Markus who was on the ground he landed on the grave stone nearest to him and crouched on it. He put a rose next to Markus and took out his Sniper Rifle and started to look around for any abnormal thing.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 11:57 am
Markus looked up grimly, and said "Good to see you again Siyo, I see you're as trigger happy as usual." He shivered again, the cold creeping in. He looked over at the others, and said "Siyo, this is Sybil, James, and Jaden, who I seem to constantly encounter." He grinned, and yawned. "You needn't bother Siyo, I have it handled." He said cautiously, looking around.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 12:03 pm
"Hey I'm blind you fool i can't see them until the move, although." Siyos nose pointed in the air as he smelt sweat. "Ah.. got it handeled have you?" Siyo put his Sniper on his back again and lent against the gravestone. "I Havn't had a good rest in a while"
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 12:22 pm
Alasdair what looked like a deserted area, he personally liked the area; a nice quiet place away from the commotion of the large city. He walked around deeper to find that it was actually filled with graves. “It was a brilliant Idea” he thought to himself, because the creatures of the night seemed to enjoy graves. If he could not find a decent lycan maybe he could find a hunter.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 12:34 pm
Walking around the graves always made Alasdair feel a bit nostalgic, no real reason why. Maybe he felt sorry for the grave he could never have, of sorry for those mortals that had given their blood for his immortality. He kept walking through the graveyard, which was big considering its just outside such a famous city.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 12:44 pm
Alasdair walked for about half an hour on the graveyard, stopping here and there to read the engravings on the marble. Like in all graveyards some are unreadable, and some are ancient. It seemed it was fruitless walking aimlessly around the graveyard for what he was looking. From his walking he found no one, or nothing.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 12:52 pm
Alasdair walked for about half an hour on the graveyard, stopping here and there to read the engravings on the marble. Like in all graveyards some are unreadable, and some are ancient. It seemed it was fruitless walking aimlessly around the graveyard for what he was looking. From his walking he found no one, or nothing.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 12:54 pm
Sibyl could sense that there was another vampire in the graveyard, this one not as friendly as Markus nor Jasie. When introduced to Siyo, she seemed somewhat distracted and grunted a 'hello' to him before her pale lavender eyes returned to scanning the graveyard. Sh knew that someone was there and she knew that the Vatican was here but right now her main concern was the vampire mingling here. He was obviously not friendly and Sibyl didn't like friends of hers being harmed. Though she knew he was there, he hadn't yet showed up so perhaps he didn't know they were there or simply didn't care to look.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 1:00 pm
Alasdair heard a female voice greeting him, with a disdainful voice but it was still a greeting. He turned around looking for her. Once he spotted her, he stood straight and began to walk on her general direction. He was thinking to himself that it would be excellent if the woman was a hunter or a lycan. He could use her to make a good impression.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 1:08 pm
“Hello” It was all that Alasdair could say from afar, he did not like to shout especially to women. A grin fell on his face as he approached her. He could not yet make out her profile, but he was enjoying the suspense.
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