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 Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:16 pm
(well since he's not here.....I'll go somewhere else) She walks around looking for someone, anyone to converse with.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:17 pm
*she reloads a clip in her gun and takes a drag on her cigarette.*
"not so hard after a couple hundred years."
*she smiles and takes another drag on her cigarette.*
"who are you?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:21 pm
He looks at her. "Well a couple hundred years of practice will do that to ya. I'm no one important but the name is Jax.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:24 pm
"It's nice to meet you Jax."
*she took a drag on her cigarette and put her gun back in her place.* "I am Rogue."
*as she spoke her french was detectable.*
"what brings you out on a night like this?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:31 pm
"Would you like to get away from thsis putrid creature. THe smell of these things annoy me."
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:40 pm
"Yes, that would be fine."
*she jumps atop the dumpster and atop the roof, then across a few rooftops to a bar.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:45 pm
He watches her jump up to the roofs and fallows her up closely and fallows her into the bar.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:48 pm
*She sits down at a stool and orders a scotch, and orders him the same. Rogue took a long drawl on her cigarette while she waited.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:51 pm
He studied her features for a little bit. "So what are you?
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 5:57 pm
*She smiled and put her arms on the bar and stared at her hands and the smoke coming off the cigarette.*
"I'd think one could smell it like a sweet purfume. The blood on the breath, the way one moves...the way they don't breathe....killing a lycan when others are around.....if you have not guessed, the answer is Vampire."
*she smiled at her almost cockyness, but let him decide how to take it. she took a drag on her cigarette, looked at him, and smiled.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 6:03 pm
He thought nothing of her cockyness and smiled at her"Well I'm a lycan... I wish we could further this conversation but i have to go." With that he placed five dollars down at the bar. Gets up and leaves her disappearing into the night.
((i'll be back sooner or later, have some stuff i gotta do so until later))
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 6:10 pm
*she could smell him the whole time, from the moment he stepped beside her.*
"goodevening."
*she drank her scotch when it came. a man sat down beside her and started flirting with her. she flirted on as she felt his pulsating heartbeat and the heat coming off of his body.
his scruffy beard was cute anyway.
after they had chatted for a while and a few drinks later, they began to walk outside. how easy it was to play drunk.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 6:17 pm
*He began to kiss her as he had her in a semi-pinned looking position against the brick wall. she kissed him deeply. she could feel his heart beat strongly, and kissed him again but this time biting his lip drawing a little blood.
"ouch"
"sorry."
*Rogue smiled coyly and turned pushing him against the wall and began kissing his neck. her eyes flared a dangerous emerald as she slowly lost control of her senses and finally losing control biting into his neck draining the man of blood.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 6:22 pm
*Leaving the body there, she licked her lips of the remaining blood and lit a cigarette and walked away into the night.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 6:54 pm
He stumbled out of the Junk Yard, his eyes scanning the area. His wounds were slowly closing, but he was slowly slipping toward insanity. "N...Nek...Neko...Meph...Rebellion...f...fighting...make them stop..." he pawed at the air and stumbled down the street, hitting a wall and wincing with the pain sent through his arm.
Slowly, he stepped out into the street, getting raised brows and worried looks from passerby's. He hit a wall and curled into a ball, the constant smell of Neko's blood a reminder at all times that he might have let her die.
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