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Jan 27, 2006 16:14:55 GMT -5
Post by Klarissa on Jan 27, 2006 16:14:55 GMT -5
Watch your Shadow
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Erika
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~Mortal Huntress~
Absence does for love what the wind does for a flame, it exthinguises the weak and feeds the strong
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Feb 17, 2006 16:49:05 GMT -5
Post by Erika on Feb 17, 2006 16:49:05 GMT -5
((First Post)) "Impudent fool... dare you, I dare you to pull the trigger." The woman before Erika rasped, holding herself off the ground as she bleed profusely. Her dark red blood fell onto the ground, creating a long trail towards Erika's boot. "You don't have to provoke me dear." Erika muttered coldly as she thingyed her weapon, and fired. The shot rang through the air, and the bullet of her handgun shot through the vampire's chest. It's illuminated tip pierced the immortal's flesh, and completely dried it from the insides and out. thingying her weapon again, Erika fired three more rounds into the female vampire before finally feeling reassured that the woman was not getting back up again. "Sorry love... but it seems you've reached your deadline." Erika muttered, her pale skin illuminated by the headlights of a car that passed by, it's lights streaming into the alleyway. Erika caught a glimpse of agony of the woman's face, however brushed the thought of sympathy aside. What did it matter to her now? Pocketing her weapon at the side of her thighs, Erika flicked around the alleyway, her trenchcoat twirling around with her as she began to walk deeper into it. Her dark red eyes darted around the area, prepared to allow her body to react at the first sign of movement. Disappearing into the darkness, Erika listened patiently for the sound of a dark one, assuring to soften her steps as her heels crunched onto the gravel beneath her. The life of a huntress, it was rather, amusing.
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Raphael
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Feb 17, 2006 19:03:03 GMT -5
Post by Raphael on Feb 17, 2006 19:03:03 GMT -5
((From the Andrenalynn XxX Rave)) Raphael slowly walked down the street. He didn't bother keeping to the shadows, he was safe in the knowledge that there was nothing here he hadn't seen or heard of before. His leather coat flapped behind him in the cold wind of the night as Raph approached the corner of the street. He stood at the end for a while, thinking of where he should go next. he ruffled the hair on the top of his head and cracked his knuckles in thought. He looked around him, but there wasn't nothing to feed on. Looks like he would have to go hungry for tonight. A little annoyed, Raphael carried on down the street, and off into the distant shadows. ((To the Manor))
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Tarishe
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Feb 18, 2006 17:47:24 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 18, 2006 17:47:24 GMT -5
((First Post)) Tarishe wandered swiftly down the street, her mind foggy as she tried yet again to remember who she was or rather who she had been. It wasn't easy living with a permenant block on your memories but she had learned over the past two or three years to come to terms with it. However there were times when it bugged her or something triggered a flash back teasing her leaving her wanting to remember more. This was one of those times. She sighed and stuffed her hands further into her pockets keeping her head low. ((To the Malls & Shops))
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Feb 21, 2006 15:56:46 GMT -5
Post by eveenese on Feb 21, 2006 15:56:46 GMT -5
Eveenese walks along the streets looking around at the city view. She smiles to her self and looks about once more. I wonder what awaits me here.
Eveenese
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Feb 21, 2006 17:42:58 GMT -5
Post by tainted on Feb 21, 2006 17:42:58 GMT -5
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A tall man stands against a brick wall, outside the Duke of Wellington, a local bar. He was clad in a suit of black and white: black boots with thin double ringed upper lips, gleaming black laces, baggy black utility pants held by a tan woven thread belt with military fashion clasp, hugging an open and high round collared top- letter v-ing open from the shoulders to it's vanishing point mid sternum on his chest and revealing a common white tee shirt there- and a long, thin, durable black slick trencher. His name is Trance Palace-Starr. Tanned skin almost met around stark blue eyes the color of the mid-day sky, devoid of obstruction as he focused his eyes on his watch, a green strong woven band with tan leather tabs reinforcing it's conjunction with the headpiece, green dial with old-fashioned brown hands and white seconds hand ticking around in impatience. One looked up from his watch letting his chest-elevated arm drop from folded inward, parallel to the ground position to his side. He glanced in the flaps of his slicker noting the presence of his favorite katana, Azure, at his side.
The sword is about a yard long comprised of augmented steel unbreakable and the blade never dulls or chips. The handle is black quilted with enduring threads interlaced with shiny crimson diamond thread designs up the sides, the handle was a cross between a rectangle's length and an ellipse's circumferential shape. In it's plain black sheath, it rested idly bouncing against his left thigh as he moved from the door and his supposed meeting with a Mafia rep to cross the pedestrian lane to the other side of the street as blue Volvo's and white Mercedez Benz types speckled the lanes to a halt at the traffic light. Trance crossed the street and looked over his shoulder just catching a glimpse of a wan, sharp featured visage watching him through one of the Duke of Wellington's windows. The face vanished as if into murky darkness, blotchy, slowly.
Trance blinked and pursed his lips left-ward, brows hovering closer to his eyes as he stepped along the sidewalk for the park. The man hadn't showed.. or had he? If negotiation wasn't a go this time , Trance was taking them all apart, piece by piece, financially -and- physically. He wasn't one to stand around when there was work to be done, but today seemed like a good day for a drive. He passed several blocks on foot and hung a left to his parked black sedan, got inside and was down the street on the way toward a park in no time. A few minute's drive took him out of the dining district and toward the banking area, but he parked curbside halfway there, right arm over the passenger seat, head flicking a glance back, the sun struck his tanned face from his rear view mirror as he slipped across the path of a medium large delivery truck and parked neatly between a motorbike and a crimson coupe. The caramel leather about the wheel flashed the sun as well as it slid under his blossoming left hand to a cockeyed stop. Getting out, he closed the door, the delivery truck passed, again the murky visage, this time in the passenger window. Trance pretended not to notice and stepped around the front of his car taking car not to trip on the high curb, carefully observing the truck's license plate which was ingeniously and purposefully spattered with too much mud to be legible even in broad daylight. "Is the mafia so low on cash it employs stolen milk trucks, or have they gone old school on me?"He muttered as he spun a circle on his left heel narrowly avoiding a collision with Eveenese. "G'day mate.. 'scuse me." He turned to face her with quiet respect. He'd been so caught up with the mafia he'd hardly noticed the populace of London all around him. That's how it was with him sometimes, when he got dedicated he had to be careful not to get tunnel vision and catch a fatal blindsiding.[/color]
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 5:21:20 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 5:21:20 GMT -5
((From: Entrance To The Coven House))
Tarishe weaved her way down the calm quiet streets and smiled her head held high. In the few days since joining the manor she had discovered a sense of Confidence and acceptance about who and what she was. A few people looked her way but for some reason taking in her beauty and her confident attitude. One or two even smiled but Tarishe ignored them she was not in the habit of making friends with her meals. Tarishe's eyes roamed constantly she wasnt particulary hungry at the minute but she soon would be, but decent meals were thin on the ground here and she guessed she would have to hit the clubs again if she did decide to fed. It was easy to be anonymous there. She smiled to herself a basic plan formed in her mind and she carried on down the street happily.
((TO: Spring Bank Park))
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Feb 22, 2006 11:51:55 GMT -5
Post by tainted on Feb 22, 2006 11:51:55 GMT -5
Trance waited a moment longer taking in the sight of Eveenese. No response, he shrugged and turned back on his way, a thought popped into his head. What about stirring up trouble in one of the mafia's local pads? A club perhaps. He smirked to himself, doubling back to his car and got in. Shadows drifted across his body as he closed the door breaking and reestablishing sunbeams through the driver's side window. He catty-cornered his way out carefully from between the bike and the red coupe. Pulling out into traffic, he took in the sunlight with ancient relish; it was like a source to him.
A few minutes later he was parked in a large downtown terminal and heading for the Moonlight Dance Club. | Continued there... |
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 12:50:55 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 12:50:55 GMT -5
Tarishe pulled herself out from the sewers and stood on the street the early evening air ruffling her long dark hair. She slid the cover back over the sewer hatch and smiled wiping her hands on her jeans. She looked around and frowned rubbing at the dried blood on her chest.
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Feb 22, 2006 13:01:08 GMT -5
Post by Darla on Feb 22, 2006 13:01:08 GMT -5
Darla walked down the dark street smiling at all the mortals.
"You will all die... Insects!" She whispered under her breath.
She saw Tarishe and walked over to her.
"Hello, out of the Manor so early?"
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 13:03:11 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 13:03:11 GMT -5
Tarishe whipped round nervously then relaxed when she saw Darla.
"I have been out all day!" she growled not in the best of moods.
"I just cam eout of there!" she pointed to the sewer covering then frowned scratching at the blood that still remained on her chest.
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Feb 22, 2006 13:05:54 GMT -5
Post by Darla on Feb 22, 2006 13:05:54 GMT -5
Darla was shocked to see the sewer and winced.
"The Sewer! What in heveans were you doing in there!"
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 13:06:58 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 13:06:58 GMT -5
Tarishe looked at her and shook her head
"Staying alive it was that or go back to the subway and he found me there before!" she muttered not realising she wouldnt be making much sense to Darla.
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Feb 22, 2006 13:09:20 GMT -5
Post by Darla on Feb 22, 2006 13:09:20 GMT -5
Darla nodded not having a clue what she was babling about.
"Okay... So you thought you'd just have a splash around in the sewers? Anyway... Forget it."
She turned and looked up the street.
"News in the Manor that there is a man around..." She didnt really know what she meant herself by a man around, there were lots of men around.
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 13:12:36 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 13:12:36 GMT -5
Tarishe looked at her
"What sort of man what did they say?" she sighed thoinking maybe she was talking about Lysander she hoped so otherwise it sounded like they were looking at two threats. She opened her jacket and ran her finger over the raised skin on the burn on her midriff.
"They didnt say what his name was did they?"
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Feb 22, 2006 13:15:18 GMT -5
Post by Darla on Feb 22, 2006 13:15:18 GMT -5
Darla shook her head and sighed.
"No, sorry, but they did say that Vampyres should keep away from him."
She lifted her arms to ask if she understood.
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 13:19:10 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 13:19:10 GMT -5
Tarishe nodded
"Lysander." she looked at Darla and opened her jacket so that she could see the burned insignia on her skin.
"One of the reasons I couldn't go back to the manor I was thinking of all of you" she touched the burn and winced.
"This stays for 24 hours apparently and he can track me anywhere I go." she shook her head
"We had a run in earlier and he did this!"
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Feb 22, 2006 13:21:38 GMT -5
Post by Darla on Feb 22, 2006 13:21:38 GMT -5
Darla looked fumed.
"Then his head shall roll!"
She looked at Tarishe's burns.
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 13:24:12 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 13:24:12 GMT -5
Tarishe sighed.
"He had the oppourtunity to kill me and didnt he is after the rest for you thats why I must stay away from the Manor who knows he may discover it for himself eventually but I am not going to be the one to lead him to us" she turned away eyeing a passerby. Then looked back at Darla.
"He will be punished for this Darla! i promise I mean it!"
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Feb 22, 2006 13:26:37 GMT -5
Post by Darla on Feb 22, 2006 13:26:37 GMT -5
"If he did come near the Manor he would not be able to inflict so much as a splinter on that house, for there are hidden secrets there that you younger Vampyres do not know about."
She smiled at a woman who passed her.
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 13:28:43 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 13:28:43 GMT -5
Tarishe smiled
"I imagined there would be, Just because I am young does not mean I am niave or stupid I would just rather not be the one to give him the opportunity, but I would apprieciate getting into my own room before the sun rises again!" she laughed lightly then frowned the skin around the burn pulling .
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Feb 22, 2006 13:30:32 GMT -5
Post by Darla on Feb 22, 2006 13:30:32 GMT -5
"You should get back to the manor and see what out doctor can do there about that, and inform the reaseach team about this man and his weapons."
Darla smiled and put her hand on Tarishe's shoulder.
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 13:33:09 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 13:33:09 GMT -5
Tarishe smiled gratefully.
"I must admit there is not much that scares me now but that man! He is the first one I have met that has made me afraid. Will you come with me? I have no idea where the doctors is in the manor, or the research team!" she laughed realising that she really did sound young,
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Feb 22, 2006 13:35:41 GMT -5
Post by Darla on Feb 22, 2006 13:35:41 GMT -5
Darla nodded and smiled.
"Of course Tarishe. I think we had better go now, before he comes back."
She winked at Tarishe.
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Tarishe
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Feb 22, 2006 13:38:16 GMT -5
Post by Tarishe on Feb 22, 2006 13:38:16 GMT -5
Tarishe smiled and nodded. Looking around her she smiled and looked back at Darla. Zipping her jacket up again she stuick her hands in her pockets and glanced at Darla.
"Ready?" she asked and headed off in the direction of the manor keeping her pace steady but slow enough for Darla to catch up.
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