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 Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 8:14 pm
King Balthazar ________________________________________________
"Look, I realize I did an awful thing, I don't need you to remind me." Heinrich snapped. "It's not like things were better for me, either. His Majesty would hardly move. I had the entire kingdom breathing fire down my neck when I told them I couldn't bring him. It's been decades since those people were led by a king. Technically they're still being ruled by His Majesty's grandfather, but he can only do so for so long."
________________________________________________ Heinrich
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 10:55 pm
Haneul Kim " Hey, I'm just telling you what I saw!" grunted Haneul in exasperation, standing and digging into his bag. He pulled out a black leather wallet, sticking it into his pocket and crossing his arms. " What happened to Eun-Ho and to Balthazar are two completely different things, since they're two completely different people. You had to fix your king. I had to fix my best friend." He glanced briefly over to a concession stand, then closed his eyes and rubbed his left temple slowly. " Look, I don't have time to listen to you gripe at me about how you know that you did wrong and you just want to make things right. I get it, you're aware that it was a d-ck move. But right now, I'm too tired to hear you say over and over again that everything sucks. I'm getting something to eat. You want anything?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 11:11 pm
King Balthazar ________________________________________________
Heinrich opened his mouth to complain further, but stopped and looked away with a huff. "No, thank you. I don't like airport food." he said dryly. It wasn't like he could exactly walk over to Balthazar for comfort. That would be like going up to a feral tiger in hopes of petting it! Then again, it was a situation he was used to, and like the past times he went to the airport, he wandered off to sit at the nearest bench.
________________________________________________ Heinrich
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 11:25 pm
Haneul KimThe Asian stood at the concession for what seemed like hours, collecting several different foods, such as gummy bears, gummy frogs, chips, water, other various snacks. He shuffled around until it was finally time to board the plane. Haneul, carrying two plastic bags, walked over and slung his carry-onn over his shoulder, kicking the king's foot. " Come on, time to go."
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 8:56 pm
King Balthazar ________________________________________________
After hearing the two from a distance, Heinrich delicately laid his bookmark in the middle of Great Expectations and closed it as he rose to his feet. He slipped the book into his bag while walking to meet the two, though he stayed closer to Haneul than Balthazar, who was too distracted with the words he was memorizing to glare at him. "Pyeongchang-Dong." he murmured as they got closer and closer to the security checkout. "I've never been to that area of South Korea. What's it like?" he asked while removing his coat and laying it on the tubs that went through the security X-ray.
Meanwhile, King Balthazar stopped to gaze curiously at the door frame metal detector. "What's this?" he asked more himself than the others. "A magic doorway?" Ignoring the security guards' call for him to stop, he took a step forward and caused the door to ring and flash red.
________________________________________________ Heinrich
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 4:56 am
Haneul Kim" It's a wealthy neighborhood," shrugged Haneul as he put his shoes into one of the tubs, setting down his laptop bag that held only papers. " It used to be one of the more exclusive places to live. Now it's just another rich place. I like it well enough, and it's nice and quiet, but I know that Bae would rather live in the Gangnam district." He ceased to speak at the ringing sound and acted swiftly. Reaching out, he grabbed the king's collar and yanked, hissing the word " idiot" into his ear. Smiling charmingly tot eh security guards, he explained Bal's newness to the airport, then focused on the Frog King. " Take off your shoes and anything you might have on your person that's metal. I don't want to miss our flight because of you."
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2014 12:39 am
Mayah Playah You wanna post there first? King Balthazar ________________________________________________
After several slow repetitions over what to do, Balthazar finally made it out of security. He was tempted greatly to throw frogs at the fairly rude guards, but one look from Haneul and that picture of Eun-Ho and his anger would be bottled.
Shortly after, Heinrich finished getting his things in order before walking back to the trio. "We've about ten minutes until our flight, so let's hurry." he said and made his way to the gate after checking his ticket.
________________________________________________ Heinrich
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 1:45 am
 Fredrich Waltz
In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up." You're sure he's coming?" muttered an impatient voice over the phone. Fredrich lay on the ground, a sniper rifle on a stand and resting against his arms. There were no longer any glasses on his face, and his dark blue eyes gazed intently through his scope to the empty street. His black coat camouflaged him well underneath the chilly nighttime sky. " Yes." he answered on his own phone. " The virus got me into his phone, and it appears he'll be here any minute. He seemed too distracted to be concerned about my hacking." He paused to listen to Hayden reel. " Calm down. You'll get your chance." " Yeah, yeah." the incubus grumbled, claws and fangs already out and not going away until they struck blood. " I just wish he'd hurry." The man was bloodthirsty, and no amount of reasoning could calm him down anymore. Fredrich was aware of this, he was also aware that Aldrich was the type to never give up. He would no doubt pursue both of their lovers for a good long time, maybe even the rest of their lives, and his obsessions would only become deadly. But he couldn't give the killing blow despite Hayden's constant pleas. If he were to do that then there would no doubt be coverage about it, and Ellery would never forgive him. So Hayden would do it himself. His own job would be just to stop the man from running. Without proof, you'll never catch me. ................................................................................................
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 1:56 am
 Aldrich BrandtAldrich stopped his car on the corner, stepping out of it alone. He pulled his phone out, locking the doors, and dialed a familiar number once again. He only got the machine, and grunted as he glanced around. " Peter, it's me. Look, I know that you're upset, but you shouldn't have jumped out of the car and started running back to that lunatic! I know where you're going, I saw your direction, but you really shouldn't be out in the dark alone. Call me back when you get this, alright?" He hung up, sighing and shaking his head. He couldn't believe that Peter had gone back to that man, but no matter. He'd get him back later, once he was called back. Aldrich set his hand on the handle of the door to a bar, tugging on it just as Hayden's phone began to ring with Peter's name on the screen.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 2:04 am
Fredrich Waltz
In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.Fredrich narrowed his eye. He ignored Hayden's hisses for this to happen already. He ignored the sounds of nearby cars. He ignored everything. The world became silent as adrenaline rushed into him. Even without his glasses was his sight beginning to work. He could see clearly, he could focus well. The wind was strong, ten miles southwest. He recalculated his aim. Once the phone rang in the distance, Aldrich's fate was sealed. The trigger was pulled, but there wasn't a bang. There was a silencer at the end of the rifle that kept the bang from happening. So for Aldrich, he'd be standing alone with his thoughts when a bullet went straight through his right knee from out of nowhere. With the man wounded, Hayden stepped out of the shadows. " Look what we've got here." he muttered, voice low and demonic. Without proof, you'll never catch me. ................................................................................................
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 2:23 am
Aldrich BrandtWhen the bullet ripped through his knee, Aldrich didn't feel it at first. He felt, instead, blood falling down his leg, and then felt himself falling. As he hit the ground, the burning sensation in his leg finally started, and he cried out in pain as he did. His phone beeped a message, and the middle-aged male reached for it as he heard that cruel voice that he knew anywhere. His gaze rose until it met Hayden's, fear leaving them and rage replacing it. " Please. Like a bullet could stop me!" he barked, trying to move, only to wince and fall back down. It had been far too long since he'd last been in a war zone, his body wasn't used to the pain anymore. " Look at you, scavenging when Peter's out there alone. You're disgusting!" He spat at the ground.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 2:32 am
Hayden didn't react to Aldrich's spat words. He just lifted his arm into the sky and flickered his wrist. In less than a second a second bullet entered Aldrich's hand. " I'm disgusting?" Hayden chuckled icily as he slowly began walking towards the bleeding pulp. " You keep running after Peter even though he's not interested. You were just a source of income for him, and now he doesn't even need you. I don't know why the hell he came to you earlier, but I'm damn well putting a stop to it!" He flexed his claws and, with a snarl of anger, thrust them towards the man, ready to strike - ready to kill.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 2:42 am
Dezmon stood on the roof of one of the building. As he walked toward the edge he watch the events unfold monitoring to two people, not knowing whether to interfere or to leave them to their business. Either way, it didn't effect him. 
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 2:47 am
Aldrich BrandtSo this was it, this was how his life was going to end. Two civil wars, millions of dollars worth of blood diamonds, a divorce and a son who hated him. That was his legacy. At least Alan would get everything and that b-tch ex-wife of his would get absolutely nothing. Aldrich closed his eyes, holding his injured hand to his chest as he prepared to meet his maker. He'd just wished that he could see his precious son one last time. " That's enough, Hayden!" cried a familiar voice, feet running along the sidewalk to stand in front of Aldrich. The man opened his green eyes to stare up at his savior, the beautiful artist that he'd just lost once again. Peter put his hands on his hips, staring Hayden down. " I understand wanting to defend my honor, or whatever the hell you think you're doing, but to kill a man when he'd injured, and all for the sake of me? How stupid are you, you... you f-cking idiot!!" Peter grit his teeth, walking several steps closer to Hayden to jab his chest with one finger. " Did you think that killing him would make me want you? That pushing out Aldrich would actually bring me back? Huh? HUH?! God, you're so dull! I called him because Ellery and Liam were busy, and thanks to someone dominating all of my time, I haven't been able to make any other friends! How dare you attempt to attack him when he's bleeding to death! I swear to God, Hayden. I was about to forgive you, to give you a chance to explain, but now all I want to do is kick your a**." He then held out his hand. " Give me your phone. We're going to call 911 to come pick up Aldrich, then you and I are going home to talk. You're in so much trouble, Hayden Belmont, you'll be lucky if you don't starve to death when I'm finished punishing you."
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 11:54 am
Hayden looked down at Peter. Although he was sure this was supposed to be some sort of calming moment, all these insults were making him angrier and angrier. Honor? What the hell was that pipsqueak blathering on about? And just what gave him the right to act so damn superior. Hayden clenched his jaw and forcefully grabbed the artist's arm. " You don't have a damn right to act like that to me." he growled until suddenly yelling out in pain. His grip on Peter loosened as he slumped to the side. He set a clawed hand down to see that he was shot through the knee. Gritting his teeth, he snarled up at the rooftop, where a silhouette was already walking away. Fredrich walked down the sidewalk, sighing and rubbing the bridge of his nose as he listened to the frantic voice on his phone. He'd been dealing with idiots all day today, and he didn't have enough sleep to handle it well. As he ignored the sounds on the phone, he noticed a strange figure on a rooftop nearby, nearly missing it himself. Who was that? Another of the school's strange students?
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