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 Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 8:42 am
Neon blinked and glanced up, his violet gazing locking with that of the speaker's. "Hello," he said, smiling and waving slightly, feeling extremely short next to the woman standing behind the other angel. He'd reached them by now and had stopped moving, standing at a relaxed position and viewing the two.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 7:48 pm
Mark was excited. The painting was already imagined in his head. He rushed into an alley and took out some chalk. He drew an opening, and walked in. The outline faded and disappeared
Mark entered into an odd place. Many would recognize the design of the place. It was based around Relativity by M.C. Escher. It was unusual and didn't obey the laws of physics. It could only exist through Mark's drawings. Infact, this place would change constantly, for it was constantly maintained by Mark's mind. Even now stairs and doors would appear and reappear seemingly without reason. Mark opened a door and went through. In the apartment, a chalk gate opened in the hall and Mark came through the portal that opened. He rushed through his stuff and then went into a room away from the two others in the apartment.
He sat down with the canvas and began to paint excitedly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 7:35 pm
"So what are you here for exactly?" Asya asked as she looked over to Leo sitting next to her on the bed. The man or better said demon had a lot of nerve coming here. Normally she was not so bitter, but he brought it out of her. She folded her legs underneath her chin so that her feet were covered up by gown. She had been here for way to long. Everything was starting to blend in. She could not find the truth anymore. This demon seemed like a saint.
Leo smiled and ran his fingers through her hair pushing it back around her ear. She reminded him so much of his own little girl. "I was just visiting, but you look ill. You look very ill. " Leo thought that the girl was in need of a release. A little fresh air, but she was due for more than that. "We should take a walk." He had to free her from this prison before it broke her apart.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 6:58 pm
"Um...Can I help you with anything?" Neon asked, smiling slightly. He extended a hand. "I'm Neon Windset." He hoped that the last name wouldn't set anything off. It was a relatively well-known line, but not huge. Some had never heard of them before.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 7:07 am
"Loki Fowl," he said, grabbing Neon's hand and shaking it firmly. "My, uh, associate and I are just visiting from Oklahoma. Decided country life was a bit slow for us."
Sarah was still a ways behind him, fidgeting and looking up at the moon, when she noticed Loki gesture back towards her. He was talking about her, no mistake. She hated when he did that; she could never tell what he was saying. Either way, she felt her best course of action was to step towards him to better hear the conversation. She loomed above him a good half-foot, looking down at the other angel.
"Oh, this is Sarah," Loki added as an afterthought. "Sarah Chaucer."
ooc// Sorry about the long wait. e.e;;delicious jams and jellies.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 8:57 pm
Mark came out of the room proudly, holding the canvas so the two in the living room couldn't see what was on it. He sat down and turn the canvas around, revealing his work.
Just as before the painting was extremely lifelike. It was two strangers standing one next to each other. One, a muscular woman, in an army uniform stood stoically, a shadow of a furry creature with read eyes behind. The man next to her had a wide grin, and had a fine, black tux on, plus a top hat. He was slightly taller then the woman, and he has angel wings. Both his suit and wings were slightly dirty, making his wings an off white color.
Mark smiled and asked the two faces, "What do you think? I sketched a pair off the street. Incidentally, seems to be lots of supernaturals around."
{Your move KC}
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 8:19 pm
{{Oh, fer real? Damn, it's been a while.}}
KC had calmed down a while ago, but she was still sitting in Sam's lap. They had turned on the TV and hooked up a video game system. They were trying to mess each other up when Mark had come back in. KC paused it, right at a horrid time for Sam, and turned to Mark.
"Hmm? Oh, it's good. I wonder why there's such a collective group around here all of a sudden. I've been here for years and this is the most activity I've seen. Ever."
She shrugged and unpaused while Sam wasn't paying attention, causing her to escape without his noticing.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 8:50 pm
Mark look at the painting deflatedly. It wasn't the praise he was expecting. "Well, seems like you're over what ever was bothering. Well, I'll go to sleep now, unlessi decide otherwise." he said jokingly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 7:11 pm
"Nice to meet you Loki, Sarah." Neon smiled, viewing the two. The other angel, Loki, wasn't relatively tall, but he was taller than Neon. He felt extremely small. "I've been uh...posted in New York for a good while. I love city life." He smiled, his face seeming to lighten the atmosphere around him. "So um...what brings you here?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 5:26 pm
KC grunted half-heartedly and repeatedly slammed the X button.
{{Sorry for the short post; Not really much to do.}}
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 8:54 pm
{you could explain why she was all crying }
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 5:37 pm
Loki seemed to consider the question for a moment in a nonchalant sort of way, and opened his mouth to give a vague answer when Sarah spoke up.
"Loki says we're here to kill all the Sinners," she said bluntly. She grinned and elbowed Loki in the ribs a bit harder than necessary; he stumbled slightly, but quickly regained his composure. "Show this guy your Scofields, Loki." Looking at Neon, she added, "They're sweet. They're great replicas of the kind the cowboys used to use."
His jaw set, Loki reached into some interior pocket of the hoodie he wore and pulled out one of the twin pistols. He checked the chamber and, satisfied the weapon was unloaded, handed it to Neon. "Being from Oklahoma, she's... easily excited by firearms," he said, almost apologetically to the other angel. "They're really nothing special."
"Ain't it awesome? He's got another one just like it, too!"delicious jams and jellies.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 6:26 pm
"Ah," Neon said as he took the pistol from Loki. He felt a shiver run down his spine at the feel of the cold metal; he was not a fan of firearms. Too many wars...death. He handed it back, unconsciously putting his hands in his pockets as if to warm them. "They're...unique," he said, smiling lightly. "I prefer my own weapon." He glanced around him for a moment, spotting no humans in sight. He reached his hand into a second dimension that he used for storage, and pulled out his sword. It seemed to materialize in his hand to someone who couldn't see the dimensions.
It was long, and simple, but still looked deadly. Its hilt was wrapped in white cloth, without a hand guard. The sheath was a simple white as well. He gripped the hilt and drew the sword, the silver glinting in the street's light. He held it as if it were a feather, accustomed to its weight in his hand. "This is Absque Aevum...Without Time." He smiled lightly, viewing the blade. "Luckily, I have no often had to use her."
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 1:57 pm
Loki sniffed. "It's all right, I guess, for close range," he said, putting the pistol back into whatever pocket or holster was hidden beneath his jacket. "But nothing beats a good gun in your hand if you want the job done quickly."
He shoved his hands into his pockets and shuffled his black Converse on the pavement. He certainly looked the part of a bored teenager. Before his expulsion from heaven -- well, not really expulsion; he preferred to think of it as being indefinitely on vacation -- his friends had described him as "never really having grown up." He didn't mind; to some extent, it was true.
"So," he said, "what are you doing here in New York? You've said you've been here for a while, but... doing what?"delicious jams and jellies.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 6:10 pm
Neon smiled and put the sword back, not making a comment.
"Assigned," he said, "By the uppers. I look after people and things, make sure nothing goes wrong. There aren't many of us here. And I'm taking care of someone particular." He smiled lightly, brushing his hair back for a moment so that both of his violet eyes could be seen.
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