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 Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 7:36 am
Alexander entered the special projects part of the garage, looking around at the many cars when he ran into Lynch. "Excuse me... you must be Lynch right?" "Yes, please call me Stephanie. What can I do for you?" Stephanie replies almost cheerily. "I need a car, a black Lamborghini Murcielago made for me. Bullet proof and everything, I need it to be extremely fast and put some nitrous in it while your at it." "Hmmm...thats going to take me some time, so come back later and I'll have ready then" Stephanie replies thinking about this new project on her hands. "Alright, until then" Alexander says tipping his hat to her and leaving the Garage not before taking a blue Suzuki, that was left there heading off into the city.
[Exits to City]
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 3:00 pm
Alexander comes speeding into the garage quickly parking it and leaving just as quickly as he entered heading off into the direction of the training room.
[Exit to Training Room]
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 12:36 am
Next to the building of the garage, a shadow moved across the ground, and stopped where no one would be able to see, and the shadow solidified, and grew, getting taller and taller by the second. This solidified shadow quickly formed into the infuriated figure of Veroen. He then stood there, teeth clenched, and with a headache from hell. He clutched his head with a grunt.
'She tried to look into your mind, Veroen. I let her have a taste of the Void... But no more. Psychic ones such as her cannot work against the infinite power of the Void.'
Veroen clenched his teeth, while he held his head in his hands, and growled at the Void.
"Shut up, leave me alone! I know what you do to people, I saw what it did to Alasdair...."
There was maniacal laughter in his mind that rang through his head.
'Alasdair was but a puppet. But you, You have seen deeper, darker things... I cannot use you as a puppet, for your mind is far too strong. All I can do is strike a deal with you.'
Veroen grunted as he slid to the ground, and closed his eye. His arm burned with a strange pain...
"What...What do you want..."
As he said this, he took off his leather black trench coat, as well as his leather armor on his chest and arms. To his dismay, he saw that the very tattoo that appeared on his arm from him absorbing the Void, from the powerful Void Master that he killed long ago, had spread quite significantly: strange, dark designs ran all the way down his arm, and even had spread to his chest, and lower neck.
He gasped, and coughed, at the sight of this.
'You see, if you dismiss me, it will kill you. But I will cease to exist as well. If you let the Void become a part of you, then we both win. I get to be released every now and then, and you live, and be more powerful than you were before...'
Veroen breathed heavily. The tattoo burned from spreading so quickly.
Ignoring the Void, he stood up, with pain throbbing through his arm and chest.
The demonic voice chuckled.
'The offer still stands, my nocturnal friend. But know this, As long as i am here, that psychic b***h will not be able to get through me and see what I am again. She is anything but worthy. I will enjoy drinking her blood through you...'
Veroen's head snapped up.
"No. You are not in control here..."
The voice darkly chuckled again.
'Apparently thats why you got in that fight in the first place, right?'
Veroen's teeth clenched at the Void that mocked him.
"Just shut up..."
He then sat down, unsure of what to do...He felt like he was going insane...so many emotions that were not even his rushed through his mind constantly.
All he could do was put back on his leather armor, and trench coat, and sit, and wallow in his new found darkness....
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 12:45 am
 Alethea had been sniffing this punk out for awhile now & it was almost irritating to find him talking to himself. Although this man had gotten the best of her. Allowing him the moment to finish his conversation, after he slumped to wallow in his self-pity she immediately dashing to kneel to him, "Come on now old man...you can't be growing so weak in your age." and when he looked up to her, her eyes glimmered with a oceanic color that seized the mind with calm, tranquility.
Her anxiousness at what would happen next caused her to bite down on her lower lip, as her arm stayed extended to him, as help. Her eyes quickly held an apologetic stare, "..plus, I heard wine get's riper with it's age." she chuckled half-heartedly at her attempt to ask for forgiveness and eventually found herself, sitting with her legs crossed, as she relaxed her body, sitting in front of him as she hoped that she could ration with this man.
Her heart seized her power of empathy quickly, showing him her willingness to make it up to him - to show him that not all lycans are horrible. They are just chosen by nature to be different.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 1:02 am
Veroen scoffed at her comment saying he was an old man. He shook his head.
"Why have you come here?"
He said this and trailed off as he clutched his arm where the markings of the Void had spread, though it was covered by his trenchcoat.
He shook his head in an irritated fashion, as the Void began whispering in his head again, telling him to just kill her. The void would be all that a psychic could see in his mind, nothing but endless blackness.
He stood up, and turned away from her, still clutching his arm.
"Look I see what you are doing, and I appreciate it, but I can't be around others right now...."
By no means did he despise Lycans. After all, he was in love with the Leader of the Hunters, who was a Lycan, and even still held a relationship with her. Yes, he may have been a deathdealer of the Coven at one point, focused on killing lycans, but he had gotten past that a long time ago.
He began walking in the other direction.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 1:12 am
Hearing a series of insults being thrown at her with almost no remorse, she just shrugged it off with the roll of her shoulders, "Why me..? Why did it wanna kill me?" she asked him with a demand for an answer, "Its so random that it wanted me dead.." her defiant spirit dulled for the moment as she stared at the floor in wide-eyed focus as he made his way from her.
Instead of fighting what he wanted, she only turned the opposite way and as she did, spoke lightly to him, "I came because...well, I don't really know. I owed you something & I don't like living a life with debts. I repay my debts - I don't wanna owe anyone, anything." she says straight out to him, "I dunno why I am here....good question." she states blatantly toward herself with a negative onset mood and putting out the general idea as to why she even joined the 'Hunters', she didn't seem to fit in anyways but with that, clouded her mind, diverting it from the idea of that 'void' that she had seen earlier.
It almost became a nightmare to her. Good thing that her defiant mind had forgotten how to fear a long time ago...
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 1:18 am
Veroen shook his head slightly. It wasn't her in particular that the Void wanted dead, it used her, aggravating Veroen, as a reason to be let loose. Without a word, he exited the area. He needed to find Edith, and Edith only.
[[Exit: Infirmary]]
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 11:31 am
Alexander quickly ran into the garage, finding Lynch asleep on top of a BMW. "Lynch!"He said rather loudly as she quickly woke up and fell over off the car she was resting on,just moments ago. "Is my car ready?" He asked, which Lynch nodded sleepily yes too, pointing over to the corner where his new Lamborghini Murcielago was sitting. He threw a large wad of cash to her before getting inside the car, and speeding off out of the garage.
[Exit to Subway]
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 2:48 pm
Alexander's Lamborghini speeded into the garage, stopping on a dime before he exited. He walked through the many cars, waving to Lynch before ascending the stairs to the Computer Room.
[Exit to Hunter's Entertainment, Computer Room and Library]
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 4:07 pm
Eden pulled into the haven garage and neatly parked the motorcycle before fluidly swinging her leg over and turning to face Kaiel to see if he'd try to take off the blindfold or not. The hunter leader was still debating as to whether or not to allow him to take it off now or make him wait until they got to the infirmary where Gail would be more than glad to fuss over him and look him over. If she let him take it off now he would definitely know his escape route out of haven and would be able to take in more details of what it looked like and potentially give away the location. If she kept him blindfolded all it really did was discomfort him so she ended up siding with being overly cautious and keeping him blindfolded until he was within Gail's jurisdiction.
Of course, Gail was only human and while she was a strong woman at that she would not be able to handle the strength of a lycan if it so happened Kaiel had some sort of breakdown which seemed possible considering his response in the park. Thus Eden decided it was best to give Gail some backup (aside from Eliot) and call in a hunter to help her watch over their guest. Kaiel probably wouldn't hurt anyone intentionally but if he woke up confused or dazed and didn't realize he was a lycan, well, things could get rotten pretty fast. Eden didn't want that and while she trusted that all hunters had the capabilities to take down a lycan, she didn't want them to kill Kaiel if he raged out of control. And unfortunately with lycans the amount of time it took for some tranqs to kick in often wasn't fast enough because within the time they took their effect the lycan could kill everyone before they passed out cold anyhow. Thus she'd prefer a supernatural hunter for the job but it seemed lately hunters were of hard pickings and she had to work with what she had.
Word had gotten to her that a new hunter application had come in and just as she wasn't hoping the guy was a human. She trusted he'd be able to take care of Kaiel but if it came down to physically having to man-handle him then he wouldn't be qualified ... However, it was better to have a hunter there than not have one at all and thus Meredith decided she would issue a call on the HIN to the new hunter: Mkvenner.
'What the hell sort of name is that? Mkvenner ... Alrighty then ... hopefully he's not a nut case.'
Meredith entered her message into the HIN comm and hoped the guy knew how the thing worked and that everyone had explained to him how the place worked. She certainly hadn't been around or had the time to really introduce him to the place properly so she hoped someone had filled in for her in that regard. Along with this Mkvenner character, Eden decided to try reaching a comm of a most trusted hunter ally that she'd trust with absolutely anything. Hopefully the hunter would respond and be able to get back to her because Eden needed someone else who could help her model what it was to be a real hunter.
After fiddling with the comm and sending the two hunters her message she decided that she had to turn to her immediate situation as well. "Alrighty. Assuming you can smell the disgusting gasoline fumes in here, we're in a vehicle-inhabited area. Anyhow, I'm going to ask you to keep your blindfold on until I instruct you to take it off. It's precautionary for the well-being of my hunters in case I can't trust you. So I'm going to lead you to our infirmary where I'll have our head medic, Gail take a look at you and see if she can tend to any wounds you have. From there I will hopefully be able to have one of our senior hunters or members escort you around the premises under supervision of another hunter. Sound cheeky? Good. Because that's how it's going to be for now. Now lets get out of here before I puke. Hate these fumes."
-- Exit to Infirmary --
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 6:43 pm
Kaiel held onto the woman in front of him as they maneuvered into a heavy filled fumed area. He had his eyes closed still, figuring it was pointless to have them open. He got off the bike after she did and stood there, his ears hearing beyond the garage. He wrinkled his nose as the fumes started to give him a headache, his hands hung down at his side. He wondered how long the girl was gonna stand here texting on her phone (another thing he saw on TV) when she finally spoke. He nodded at her words. He didn't speak as he followed the girls scent, his back would look small as he was hunched over slightly as if trying to hide with in himself.
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