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 Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 6:31 pm
Mara watched as the creature before her shifted it’s appearance, something she had never seen another soul do. With a slightly awed expression she looked to the man’s rich appearance, noting the suit that was in near perfect condition.
“Please… Who are you?” Her hands slid along Daedalus’ arm and slowly tried to ease the gun away from the man’s head, although he was trespassing, they had killed his animals; He was something along the lines of herself as well.
((Bobe: Fixed your coding. ninja ))
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 5:36 pm
What a sweet scent this lovely girl seemed to have, her eyes seeming so bright in the midst of her confusion. With a small smile he lowered his head, his body shivering slightly as he lowered the rest of his body, perched now his body hanging above his knees; seemingly the same thing a person would do during prayer.
“My name is Cayden Alistair Gray. I own all you see before you, and I assure you I could provide you a better meal then those… dogs.”
The words were hesitant as they pressed forward from his lips, his eyes shifting between amber and a rather lazy shade of green. He would have them all in his grasp; he was the only one with food, the only one with clean water, and the only one that would be willing to kill for a new mate. With a slow almost subconscious movement his hands crept to his neck, the feeling of the brass key around his neck cool in the palm of his hand; almost a comforting feeling.
“Now, since I have been more the courteous to you I expect your names and the reason you are here… I have not been here in some time but these are still my hunting grounds.”
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 5:12 pm
Daedalus held the gun still pointed at him for a second, sizing him up. He then took a step forward, while he holstered his gun. He then shot his hand out. He spoke with a cordial, gentle voice now.
"The name's Daedalus. Me and my friends," He gestured to the group, "Are looking for safety. Please excuse the gun, but pre-cautions are what they are."
Daedalus then withdrew, and his head fell to the side some. His tone was a worried one.
"Would it be possible to take shelter with you? Do you have a home here?"
No, Daedalus was not that stupid, really. He heard the man talking, quite literally as if he owned the place. He controlled the helicopters. He was the key.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 4:00 pm
Even though he had gone through college, graduated at the head of his class, socially, Roland was like a mentally disabled person trying to bite his own elbow.
"Of course he has a house! He's probably the richest man in this crumbling world. Why do you think he's been harvesting billions upon billions of apples?
For kicks?" He smiled as he blurted this out, his face close to Daedalus. His grin was still yellow from vomit.
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