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 Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 3:42 pm
[[ What's the low down? ]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:11 pm
The doors to the Orion burst open as Keno entered into the bar, the same murderous glare resting on his face. His hands flowed casually at his sides, though his left was dripping with nearly fresh blood. It was only old enough to indicated he could have cleaned it off before he arrived, meaning he returned to the club right after a slaughter. The blood was almost absent to him, save the scent of the men that clung to scarlet moisture hanging off of his apendage, the nails resembling claws. He looked about as his tapping footsteps ceased by the bar. He simply stood there silently, wondering where to sit.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:17 pm
Within the next second a familar voice filled the air, "Look what the cat brought in..." She spoke in her mocking tone. But it soon died down as she appeared over the bar, floating down to sit on the bar top legs crossed. "What's going down with you, tiger?" She asked hands crossed over her chest with a small yawn.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:23 pm
Almost as if on habit, Keno appraoched Dev and wrapped his clean arm around her waist, resting his head on her as if he was mourning, though he was clearly not going to. Maybe he just wanted someone to hold. But was this hold appropriate? It wasn't exactly a hug. "Bloodlust," he answered in a dull voice. "Ten men down...just a few moments ago actually. Not enough though. Those deaths were hollow. They did nothing for me. Someone out there must die to make this right. I will kill until the right one dies. I hope this does not bother you." Keno either had a change of heart about Dev or ws in some sort of trance, shifting the emotions he would have given Raleigh to her. Intentional or not was a question, though whoever asked would probably leave the conversation bruised and without answers.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:27 pm
The short demon from Orion makes his way inside the main room from the hallway, his skin apparently damp with mild moisture. He is coming in from the left turn of the hallway, indicating that he was in the springs. His arms are folded across his chest, a curious look on his face as he sees Keno and some girl. The boy seems a great deal different than usual. He's never cheery, but he isn't as much of a grouch, either.
This evokes a chuckle from Wesley's throat as he looks on, opting to just watch while leaning against the hall doorway. As he stands, his right ankle shifting around and hanging behind his left, the Shinorei hums with excitement, sheathed on the demon's back.
Something within him as changed....he seems unlike Keno...
Looks like someone took a s**t in his breakfast.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:28 pm
Also at question with the sudden movement Dev looked off infront of her as he did so, but unusually ran her fingers through his hair. "Do what you want I say? You only get one chance to live." She remarked, and looked back down at him. "But even for a deviant one like myself, I know that it won't help your issue, Tiger." She spoke to him almost as if she actually cared for him for a momment as a brother.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:35 pm
Keno noted Tali making himself known to the bar. He wasn't against the demon being there. Chances were he would find this new Keno amusing. More so if he figured out what Keno had recently done...willingly. "Who cares if it helps or not? Only three people will be spared my wrath if this person....this victim....this perfect kill I'm searching for continues to evade me." Tali would be happy to know Satomi was one of those women, but he didn't personally care who got upset with what he did anyway. Afterall, Jade would be upset if Merena fell at Keno's hands, but so what? "Will you not be my accomplice then? You are, afterall, the only one here who understands the loss as I do. You might have some fun hearing them scream." His voice rose, indicating some interest or other in killing, but it was uncertain this actually pleased him. He tightened his grip and drew himself closer to her, looking for the perfect level of comfort....or discomfort.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:39 pm
Dev's eyes lowered towards his, and without feeling the break of personal space she came to ask one question, "Is that what Raleigh would have wanted?" She didn't break eye contact at him. Only trying to make contact with something she thought that was still inside of him, although amused a bit with his new ways of dealing with things. She looked over at the stranger in the corner of her eyes.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:45 pm
"She wanted to be recognized. Even if I kill aimlessly for the life she was cheated, people will learn to value what she was worth, even if in fear." This was perhaps the boldest statement about her he had made. In life and death, he wanted people to recognize her. It was hard he knew for warriors to associate with someone so ignorant of their world, but not impossible. It was not acceptable to believe she couldn't belong. And since he could make others see that when she was alive, he would scare them into believing it, kill them even. Or maybe scare some by killing others. Either way, death was the way to go. "Do you think this foolish Dev? You saw how she struggled, fought so hard so passively. The passive road won't work. So I'll take the active road."
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:46 pm
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The girl...appears to be dead...
Oh? Maybe that's why he's gone all Grim Reaper on us.
We think it so...his strength has increased a significant degree, as has his savagery...
How strong, you think?
...not enough to worry you...even without our help.
All right then.
Taliman converses silently with what can't be justly described as a creature or a sword: Shinorei. The sword is extremely powerful, especially in its own "mind" power. It can contact others, but mainly just speaks with its wielder. The demon watches Keno and the girl silently from the hallway entrance, wondering what sort of disposition the reckless boy has now. He knows full well by now his recent ghastly deeds, but doesn't seem to care much. Tybron killed the vast majority of the Earthlings in the span of a week, so a handfull more of worthless scum is just as unnoticable.
He should grow up.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:48 pm
[[ Heh. I like your quote down there. Kinky. wink ]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:55 pm
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