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[05-01:34] 230, *Zaron 
: * Smiles at the smiles.* That's good...you were starting to look like you could snap any moment
[05-01:35] f62, ºMarley Watkins 
: *the light turns and she sticks the case and the lighter in her back pocket and starts across the street. Her long legs make her steps fairly quick, though she's in no visible hurry to get away from him*
[05-01:35] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : yes.. and I felt it for sure..* she said.. nodding slightly.* so uh.. heh did you ever figure out what you wanted of me? *she asks, as they never finished what they were doing after she got pinned.. as one of them got a call...*
[05-01:36] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *But he stays back for a moment, in the end walking along.. he'll find her at the club.. if shes going to one.... he'll find her no matter..*
[05-01:36] 230, *Zaron : No, never did actually.
[05-01:38] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : *She smirks, shaking her head slightly.* ahh well.. when you do let me know.
[05-01:39] f62, ºMarley Watkins : *she smirks as she walks along, leaving a trail of smoke in her wake. It doesn't take vampire keen to know he's following her... thankfully, because she doesn't have vampire keen. Not literally at least. Eventually, she turns into a club. Not a nice, maintained one like Reality, but one of the slummy ones that can only be in a basement to hide it from the cops. She goes down the stairs, but stops in front of the closed door, waiting*
[05-01:39] 230, *Zaron : Oh, don't worry. I will
[05-01:41] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : I'm sure..* she says putting her glass to her lips*
[05-01:42] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *And without even a sound hes right beside her.* you enjoy low class places? *He asks, quietly, his voice deep and very low.*
[05-01:42] 230, *Zaron : * Looks at her a bit as he sips his drink*
[05-01:45] 230, *Zaron : ((*Kicks his computer*))
[05-01:45] f62, ºMarley Watkins : *nods, dropping the cigarette. Music can easily be heard through the door* You of all people should know how thrilling it is to enjoy a little trash now and then *she knocks on the door and a window opens. When whoeve is behind it acknowleges that it's her, the door opens*
[05-01:46] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : *pats Zar.. knows how that is*) *She had been looking at the other people, black eyes sharp, as she smokes.*
[05-01:48] 230, *Zaron : * Casually glances around the bar. Has gotten so used to these things that he can already tell who's gonna be at what kind of bar.*
[05-01:48] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : Hmm true* he answers, he'd already discarded the cig, and he follows her.*
[05-01:50] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : (*just really noticed.... that she herself really is a whore almost.... just.. figured it out.. haha...*) *She finishes off her whiskey and waves the waiter for another.*
[05-01:51] f62, ºMarley Watkins 
: *its dark, lit by random lamps nailed to the wall. There is a small bar in the corner. Small but efficient, which is the first place she goes to. She doesn't pay any attention to Brandon after he gets in for simply appearing to be with her. The place smells heavily of pot and anything else that can possibly be smoked*
[05-01:53] 230, *Zaron : * Finishes his drink and orders an Irish Car bomb.*
[05-01:53] 230, *Zaron : It's always the same people in these places, isn't it?
[05-01:54] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *And he goes off, heh he wanted a blond, he got one.. he easily sided to one and started a convo.. as she was half druged and kinda drunk it was easy to get her off in a corner*
[05-01:55] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : *She nods slightly, moving a strand of her hair form her face.* yeah. so it seems
[05-01:56] 230, *Zaron : Atleast it's somewhere to go though. Rather be here then on a fucking ship if you ask me
[05-01:57] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : *She looks to him, then laughs slightly.* yes..
[05-01:59] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *and she gets to work getting as drunk as possible. She looks around for him once, but doesn't see him in the throng of people that makes up just a small portion of LA's rabid underworld. She's not too worried about it. Usually, when it's up to her, she hunts women but tonight she picks a kid out of the crowd. Young, gullible looking, and she goes for it. She pulls him to dance with her first, then starts kissing him*
[05-02:00] 230, *Zaron : So..
[05-02:02] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *Thankfully the noise is loud enough, that no one hears the blond scream.... And after a few minute he comes out of some back room licking his lips, and wanders over to the bar.. doesn't really care to much about Marley..*
[05-02:03] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : So? *she says, sipping her knew whiskey, taking a last drag and stubbing her cig.*
[05-02:04] 230, *Zaron : So...I don't know what to talk about right now, so..
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[05-02:06] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : *laughs again.* then enjoy the silence... *She smirks, pulling out her pack of cigs and her gold lighter, offering it to him.*
[05-02:07] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *taking a break from hooking the boy, she walks over to the bar. She's not drunk enough to be staggering, since she has the tolerance of a superhero... which is exactly why she must have more. Leaning up, she speaks into Brandon's ear as she stands next to him* Still here? I thought you would have found some... poor, unsuspecting blond to take home. *she hadn't seen anything, of course, but she does like to make fun of blondes*
[05-02:09] 230, *Zaron : Yes, but there is no silence here
[05-02:10] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *He smirks, glancing at her.* already took care of that... *He says, the evil in his eyes showing that.. he did a little more than get a fuck..*
[05-02:11] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : well there is the silence of ours.. *She shrugs slightly.*
[05-02:12] 230, *Zaron : * Nods.* True
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[05-02:13] 555, Vincent: ((hmmm))
[05-02:13] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *she laughs, outright laughs, complete with her head falling back. It's a wicked sound, and a wicked, amused look accompanies it as she turns her head to look at him* You aren't one to waste time, I'll give you that. *a shot is put in front of her and she knocks it back like a pro*
[05-02:14] 230, *Zaron : Still, silence is not silence unless there is true silence and it is shared with another whom one is close to...to some extent
[05-02:14] c72, ºMarley Watkins : ((hi, Vincent. Your pic is broken, just so you know))
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[05-02:16] 555, Vincent: ((let's try again))
[05-02:16] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *He smirks.* hmm and why should I waste time..
[05-02:17] c72, ºMarley Watkins : ((there you go))
[05-02:17] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : (*would be willing to bring in someone for Vincent if he wanted..........*) Hmm.. would you consider me close? *She raised a brow, looking at him seriously.*
[05-02:18] 230, *Zaron : * Looks at her.* Yes
[05-02:18] c72, ºMarley Watkins : I'm a professional tease. I'm not going to answer that on the grounds that I won't give away my secrets. *raises a brow, a sardonic smirk lingering from the earlier laugh*
[05-02:19] 555, Vincent: ((Well I don't want to force you... *g*))
[05-02:20] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : (ha! I'm willing! ask Envy:P ^_~*) *She smiles slightly.* hmm.. its rare I get to hear that...
[05-02:20] c72, ºMarley Watkins : ((its true. She's an RP whore. no force needed))
[05-02:21] 555, Vincent: ((Well where do you want to start?))
[05-02:21] 230, *Zaron : It's rare that I say it.
[05-02:22] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *He grins, and orders himself a shot.* ahh but you gave a lot of your secrets away last time we met..
[05-02:23] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : (hmm it doesn't matter.. if you start I'll bring in a char to follow) *She gives a genuine, and some flattered smile.* hmm..
[05-02:24] c72, ºMarley Watkins : Nothing that I gave you was a secret. I gave what you paid for *raises the shot glass for another, her hair starting to come out of the ponytail*
[05-02:27] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : well yes.. before the blood letting.& he smirked, downing his shot, and pulls the pony tail free in a swift movement.*
[05-02:27] 230, *Zaron : What?
[05-02:29] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *turns her head when she feels the pull, reaching up more out of surprise than anything* What in the hell are you doing?
[05-02:29] aa7, *Sun Thunder: (*test*)
[05-02:30] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : She just shakes her head, and finishes off her whiskey, then orders an irish coffee.*
[05-02:31] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : Needed to be free.* is all he says, getting another shot.*
[05-02:31] 230, *Zaron : * Down his Irish Car Bomb and orders some Irish Coffee also.*
[05-02:32] 555, Vincent: ((how do I turn down the refreshing speed??? I can't even type))
[05-02:32] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : *Once she gets it, she sips quickly.*
[05-02:33] c72, ºMarley Watkins : Don't you have anything better to do than worry about freeing my hair? *picks up her own shot and knocks it back, already starting to get light headed*
[05-02:33] c72, ºMarley Watkins : ((refreshing shouldn't clear your typing... ))
[05-02:34] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *He downs that shot, gets another, downs it, then looks at her.* hmm not currently.. and it annoys you slightly.. so I enjoy it..
[05-02:36] c72, ºMarley Watkins : I'm not annoyed, just overwhelmed with pity. *she's forgotten the poor boy that she'd left on the dance floor, who is just watching her like an expectant puppy*
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[05-02:37] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : that must be a first for you.*he answers, smirking and downing yet another shot.. unaffected..*
[05-02:38] 230, *Zaron : * Nods thanks to the waiter and looks at Saven as he sips his drink*
[05-02:39] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : oh..* she says after a moment and bringing something out of her pocket.* If I plan to be in business with someone for a while.. I give them something to kinda.. close the deal....* she says, with her other hand reaching for his.*
[05-02:41] 230, *Zaron : * Extends his hand towards hers.*
[05-02:41] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *just shrugs* Why are you here? You obviously don't think much of it, and I already told you that I was unavailable.
[05-02:41] 230, *Zaron : * Raises an eyebrow.* Really now? What is it?
[05-02:42] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : hmm Because the foods good? *he smirks, letting her figure that one.*
[05-02:44] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : *She takes his hand with the one, and the other places a lighter, somewhat like hers into his hand.. its made of very old gold, but knewer, hand made and carved. a Z with a dragon twinning around it.*
[05-02:44] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *she's too drunk to figure it out. She has no idea what he's talking about* I supposed you can find someone to eat just about anywhere *drops him a wink. She means it in the dirty whore sense, of course, totally unaware of how accurate she is*
[05-02:45] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *And this amuses him so much* hmm... you're not to far off there sweets.. *he downs yet another shot.. seeming as lucid as ever*
[05-02:45] 230, *Zaron : * Holds the lighter up to the light and smirks.* Nice, very, very nice. * Looks at her.* I too usually give something to my new partners, but it will have to wait until opening night.
[05-02:46] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *when another is set down in front of him, she picks it up and drinks it*
[05-02:47] aa7, *Saven Rahyn : *She leans back and smiles.* hmm I'm sure I could wait.. *she says, sipping her coffee again*
[05-02:48] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *and he sees a drop of the acohol on her lip and reaches quickly and licks it from her lip, then gets himself another shot... *
[05-02:49] c72, ºMarley Watkins : Why are you even bothering. It's not getting you drunk. *she's carrying herself pretty well for how plastered she is. Impressivly even* You want to dance?
[05-02:50] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : Who says I'm not drunk.* but he laughs, and gives a light now.. amazed at this woman, just a tad.*
[05-02:52] 230, *Zaron : (( gtg. Nighty night))
[05-02:52] c72, ºMarley Watkins : Stop avoiding my questions. I'm not going to ask you again. *and she walks towards the dance floor*
[05-02:53] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : (night)
[05-02:53] c72, ºMarley Watkins : ((night Z *huggles*))
[05-02:55] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *And he follows, sort of, getting ass slapped by drunk women and some men.. giving as he gets.*
[05-02:57] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *until she turns, wrapping her arms possessivly around his waist, pulling her long, lean body to his*
[05-03:01] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *He smirks, one of his strong pale arms wrapping around her waist as he starts to move with her.*
[05-03:07] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *she leans onto him, the moving sending the alcohol through her. The beat of the music, as loud as it is, nearly lulling her to sleep*
[05-03:10] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *He really wonders if he can get her home.. shes an interesting thing... So after dancing a bit.. enough to make sure that stuff moved through her.. he asked.* wanna get out of here.......
[05-03:12] c72, ºMarley Watkins : You read my mind. *she's conveniently forgotten everything she had said before. He's a body to go home with, which is what she'd come here for*
[05-03:13] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *So he takes her out, and starts them on the trek to his place...*
[05-03:15] c72, ºMarley Watkins : *and she goes, the only obvious sign of her drunkenness is her willingness to go*
[05-03:16] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot : *whee and thats that*
[05-03:22] aa7, ºKitty: *Lurkities now*
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[05-10:02] 1f0, ºMorgayne: (*Pokes for Kitty* Are you still around? *whimper!*)
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[05-10:19] 1f0, ºLucy Belveaux: *she sits in Riak`s apartment, tied to a chair where she`s been for hours now. Gagged and restrained, she`s left to gaze out an open window. She wonders when he`ll be getting back. She`s starting to grow anxious, and the straps against her raw and welted skin are truly beginning to hurt*
[05-10:22] 325, *Riak Hosenfield: *After hours of being there and waiting... the man.. Riak.. Jason comes back, the door clicking open is her only clue as he silently moves in, maybe the shifting of fabrics as he steps.. that is it...*
[05-10:23] 325, *Riak Hosenfield: heh same colour! *changes*)
[05-10:24] 1f0, ºLucy Belveaux: *she`s faced away from the door, tensing as she hears it open but unable to see. Wondering with fear if it`s just Riak, or Riak as Jason ... or however it works. She struggles faintly against her bonds, little spasms of stinging pain as leather rubs against bleeding skin*
[05-10:26] 325, *Riak Hosenfield: Don't move.. *He speaks low.. this means do it or get more pain, and not the nice kind. if there is such a thing.... as he moves to stand behind her, jerking her head back by her hair*
[05-10:30] 1f0, ºLucy Belveaux: *she yelps against her gag, dark eyes glinting with what might be tears, but also with her deep, sick love for him. She holds as still as she can, beyond her trembling form, which rattles the bells clipped to her breasts gently*
[05-10:31] 325, *Riak Hosenfield: *he smiles then at her, his eyes some sort of icey blue that the human jason possessed didn't have.. * Now.... you weren't a good girl earlier...will you be now? *he gives another jerk to her hair*
[05-10:32] 1f0, ºLucy Belveaux: *she blinks once, her silent "Yes" since she wasn`t told to speak, nor to nod her head. She whimpers faintly, the burning of her skin starting to eat away at her reason and sane mind*
[05-10:35] 325, *Riak Hosenfield: *He nods faintly.. that kind of thing was already agreed upon.. he started undoing her bindings.*
[05-10:36] 1f0, ºLucy Belveaux: *she sighs with relief as each strap loosened at his will, nearly sagging from the chair and to the floor in weariness, remaining as quiet as possible while struggling hard to keep herself held up*
[05-10:37] 325, *Riak Hosenfield: *He just watches her, knowing if she doesn't stand in a moment he'll do something... that is after he releases her legs*
[05-10:39] 1f0, ºLucy Belveaux: *she pulls herself using the windowciel to her feet, standing nearly naked before him, gag still in her mouth, her hair stringy and sticky from her sweat and the driblets of blood from her open wounds, which likely need tending. She has resilliant flesh, but it can still be prone to infection*
[05-10:43] 325, *Riak Hosenfield: hmm so you aren't going to defy me? *He asks, removing the gag gently, almost kindly from her.*
[05-10:46] 1f0, ºLucy Belveaux: (I`ve got to go. Just got a bad call from the hubby. See you!)
[05-10:46] 325, *Riak Hosenfield: (k sweety)
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[05-16:37] 4dc, ºLucreccia: (*lures lurkers out with promises of pie and coffee*)
[05-17:09] 4dc, ºLucreccia: *is just in music heaven* Oh, Envy, Envy! What have you done to me! I shall never again be without headphones.
[05-17:47] e58, ºEnvy: *slips in and dances too*
[05-17:48] 4dc, ºLucreccia: *dance, dance, dance!*
[05-17:50] 173, ºmoth: *Peers.*
[05-17:51] e58, ºEnvy: *dances with Mothy, too*
[05-17:52] 173, ºmoth: *Dances.*
[05-17:53] 173, ºKurt Eberly: (*..dances with Envy too.*)
[05-17:55] e58, ºEnvy: *dances with the scary monster... is an equal opportunity dancer*
[05-18:09] 4dc, ºLucreccia: (*sighs* I`m so neglected! *swings back in and steals Envy away*)
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[05-18:11] e58, ºEnvy: you are not *snuggles the Peanut*
[05-18:11] 4dc, ºLucreccia: (*Tackles Kry* Hah! Broadcasting the room works! Whoo!)
[05-18:11] 046, Krylancelo: *pokes around*
[05-18:12] 046, Krylancelo: lol
[05-18:12] 4dc, ºLucreccia: (*loves Envy to smitherines, but puts her all back together with blue superglue*)
[05-18:14] e58, ºEnvy: Broadcasting? what?
[05-18:14] 046, Krylancelo: (( *falls over from the tackle... delayed reaction* ))
[05-18:15] 046, Krylancelo: (( MY color! *hoards it* ))
[05-18:16] 4dc, ºLucreccia: Oh, I use CSLA as my link in other rooms. It is NOT your color! *thwaps Kry* It`s Envy`s.
[05-18:16] e58, ºEnvy: *is the boss. gets first dibs* Sides, I share
[05-18:16] 173, ºmoth: *..eyes Kry.*
[05-18:17] 4dc, ºLucreccia: *eyes Moth eyeing Kry*
[05-18:17] 046, Krylancelo: (( *cries* Fine! *changes* ))
[05-18:19] e58, ºEnvy: ahhh! *snuggles Luc* too bad I don't go to any other rooms. I'm all elitist and shit
[05-18:20] 046, Krylancelo: lol
[05-18:21] 4dc, ºLucreccia: Well, I thought I`d branch out again. I`m still LA hard core though! Whuzzah!
[05-18:22] e58, ºEnvy: LOL Luc, you slay me
[05-18:23] 4dc, ºLucreccia: I`m so glad! *slays more!*
[05-18:24] 046, Krylancelo: *eyes Luc eyeing Moth eyeing himself, and blinks*
[05-18:24] e58, ºEnvy: SO! who's getting into their fabulous chars?
[05-18:26] 4dc, ºLucreccia: Who would you like to play? You pop in, and I`ll follow with someone appropriate.
[05-18:27] e58, ºEnvy: Why do I always have to pop in first! *flips through the charries*
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[05-18:31] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: (*test*)
[05-18:31] e58, ºLucien 
: *sits in the restauraunt, wearing the fancies clothes that he brought with him, a black satin button up shirt, and black slacks. He takes a sip of wine, then looks at his watch*
[05-18:31] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: (I post first, yes!)
[05-18:34] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: *in struts Gerald, clad in something similar to his son, only his shirt is scarlet and pants a deep brown hue - and oddly, he looks great in it. He meanders for Lucien`s table, and plunks himself down in a chair in that elegant, sloppy manner of a man accustomed to not having to wait to be seated, or ask for a table* Hello, Lucien. Sorry I`m late, your Mum paid a visit.
[05-18:35] e58, ºLucien : *he smiles a little* Did you get lucky? *picks up his glass again and smiles behind it*
[05-18:37] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: Not yet. Hoping to, before she leaves. *he nods faintly, smiling reminicently* If she`s one thing, she`s a spectacular lover. Not hard on the eyes, either. So what`s all of this about? *he waves a hand idly about the restaurant. This is a place he takes his clients when trying to close a deal. He never expected to eat there with his son*<
[05-18:39] e58, ºLucien : *and it all washes right over him... a perk to not having a super tight bond with your parents* I just wanted to say good bye.
[05-18:42] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: You leaving so soon? That`s a pity. Never got to take you to the aquarium at Del Mar. *he ushers a waitress over, who knows him on a first-name basis, and orders a bottle of fine German Ice Wine, something even his snobby Italian wino son can appreciate* Where you going? By the way, did your mom ever come around about you and your boyfriend?
[05-18:44] e58, ºLucien : *can kill the two questions with one answer* Um, yeah, actually. She bought us tickets to Italy.
[05-18:47] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: Really? *he looks truly surprised, as the waitress returns and pours them two glasses of the wine, leaving the rest in a bucket of ice on a stand next to their table* Try that. If you like it, I`ll send you off with a case. They don`t ship much to the states. This is one of the few places I`m able to find this stuff. It`s a little sweet, but very full of body and robust. *he does the wine-man deal: swirl, sniff, swish, swallow. He gives a smack of his lips and nods* Great stuff.
[05-18:50] e58, ºLucien : *just looks at the wine* I don't really like white wine. Do you really trust the Germans? *then he picks it up and sniffs it*
[05-18:52] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: Would you stop being such a snob and try it? I know your Grandmother. She used to buy the huge jugs of wine, that cost barely a few hundred lira - when there was Lira. Damned Euro.
[05-18:54] e58, ºLucien : It makes it easier to travel and my grandmother will drink anything *takes a little sip and shrugs, putting it back down* You know, I forgot that I wasn't supposed to drink in this country. They almost wouldn't give me any here until I said that I was waiting for you.
[05-18:57] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: They`re smart enough not to deny anyone who throws my name at them. I have an endless tab here. I paid them my blood when I was just starting out to charm my earliest clients, so now they pay me in free food and wine for all the business I`ve brought them. Don`t worry, they won`t report you. Are you eating?
[05-18:58] e58, ºLucien : *that was a lot just thrown at the mellow boy, so he just blinks and nods* Uh, yeah... yeah. I haven't ordered yet. I was waiting for you.
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[05-19:02] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: *he`s a fast talker, he has to be, in his business* I`m not eating. I ate a while ago before I got your call, so I`m not hungry. Plan on drinking though. Feel free to get whatever you want. So is this really just a good-bye dinner?
[05-19:04] e58, ºLucien : *just nods... wondering more and more where the hell he came from in that union between his mother and this man*
[05-19:10] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: Hm. Well, sorry I ate then. The food here is excellent. *he eyes Lucien intently, brows raised* So what`re you thinking about in there? You look baffled.
[05-19:15] e58, ºLucien : I'm young, remember? We're supposed to look like this *shrughs lightly* It's ok. I'm not that hungry anyways.
[05-19:18] 4dc, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: *and they gossip until the restaurant closes*
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[05-20:10] a35, *Zaron: ((*Peeks*))
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[05-21:41] a35, *Zaron: Anyone there/
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[05-22:31] a25, *Cookie Monster: *blink*
[05-22:33] a35, *Zaron: Ello
[05-22:33] a25, *Cookie Monster: hiya. ^_^
[05-22:34] a35, *Zaron: Ow are you?
[05-22:34] a25, *Cookie Monster: Slightly frustrated.
[05-22:37] a35, *Zaron: Why you fustrated?
[05-22:42] a25, *Cookie Monster: I'm a massage therapist. I've been having trouble getting clients until recently. Now I can't find a place to put my clients to be worked on.
[05-22:42] a25, *Cookie Monster: I'm a massage therapist. I've been having trouble getting clients until recently. Now I can't find a place to put my clients to be worked on.
[05-22:42] a25, *Cookie Monster: I'm a massage therapist. I've been having trouble getting clients until recently. Now I can't find a place to put my clients to be worked on.
[05-22:43] a25, *Cookie Monster: *kicks pJJ*
[05-22:45] a35, *Zaron: Esh
[05-22:51] a25, *Cookie Monster: But it looks like my problems just got solved... somewhat. I needa go. Sorry, but hope to catch you later
[05-22:52] a35, *Zaron: ttyl
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[05-23:15] a35, *Zaron: No body knows, the boredom I'm facing
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[05-23:20] a35, *Zaron: * Pounces Kitty*
[05-23:20] 325, ºKitty: *Ish pounced.. licks zarons nose*
[05-23:21] a35, *Zaron: * Smiles* Finally, someone's here!!!
[05-23:22] 325, ºKitty: hehe yes! someone .. =^.^=
[05-23:23] a35, *Zaron: How are you?
[05-23:24] 325, ºKitty: livin' ^^....... cold but living.... you?
[05-23:24] a35, *Zaron: Could be better
[05-23:26] 325, ºKitty: ahh
[05-23:29] a35, *Zaron: Yeah
[05-23:31] 325, ºKitty: *gives you a good shot of vodka and then a massage...........*
[05-23:32] a35, *Zaron: * Takes the shot, and purrs at the message.*
[05-23:33] 325, ºKitty: ^_^
[05-23:37] a35, *Zaron: :-D
[05-23:38] a35, *Zaron: So..
[05-23:38] 325, ºKitty: *curls up on your head*
[05-23:38] 325, ºKitty: so?
[05-23:39] a35, *Zaron: * Pets the pussy...I mean, kitty.*
[05-23:39] 325, ºKitty: *snickers*
[05-23:43] a35, *Zaron: *POkes the kitty*
[05-23:43] 325, ºKitty: *wonders if you want her ic*
[05-23:46] a35, *Zaron: Sure
[05-23:47] 325, ºKitty: hmm who start?
[05-23:47] a35, *Zaron: You want to start this time?
[05-23:53] 325, ºKitty: sure
[05-23:56] 325, *Saven Rahyn 
: *This time shes in the park, sitting quietly on a bench watching the few who dare to be in this dark area, she was leaned back, relaxed, black hair in a long braid that fell over the bench and dangered to touch the ground. She wore a simple black t shirt and black pants, and her slim black boots she loved so much.*
[06-00:00] a35, *Zaron: ((brb))
[06-00:00] 325, *Saven Rahyn : k)
[06-00:01] a35, *Zaron: ((Back))
[06-00:01] 325, *Saven Rahyn : wb)
[06-00:02] a35, *Zaron : * Is also in the park, but he is sitting under a tree, in the lotus position. He has his katana next to him and he focuses on nothing.*
[06-00:05] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She doesn't know hes there... she just thinks shes alone.. and as shes in no danger of any of the people here.. as she is the most dangerous. She moves her braid over her shoulder onto her front and leans her head back against the bench, legs crossing at the ankle and her arms crossing over her breasts.*
[06-00:06] a35, *Zaron : * Slowly starts to refocus his eyes, blinking a couple of times.*
[06-00:09] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *just sighs, breathing in city air, with the little bit of the park earthy smell*
[06-00:16] a35, *Zaron : * Slowly stands and grabs his sword. He starts walking towards the nearest bench, having been there for three hours and not realizing that it is now occupated.*
[06-00:16] a35, *Zaron : ((Occupied))
[06-00:18] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *she really needs to work on her presense sense.... but shes relaxed.. so she doesn't know at all.*
[06-00:19] a35, *Zaron : * Stops infront of her, sword casually in his hand
[06-00:20] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *Aaaand she still doesn't know, figuring theres some person just walking on by her...*
[06-00:23] a35, *Zaron : * Coughs lightly.*
[06-00:24] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She startles very slightly, she doesn't move a muscle but it did startle her, she opens a onyx eye and spots him.* Hmm.. *She mumbles*
[06-00:25] a35, *Zaron : You know, if I had wanted your head, I could have taken it
[06-00:27] 325, *Saven Rahyn : but you didn't.. so its safe.. *she answered*
[06-00:28] a35, *Zaron : Yes, but there was still that risk
[06-00:30] 325, *Saven Rahyn : yes there was wasn't there...* she sits up, her fingers tracing her neck.* but who'd want to damage something so nice.* she gave him a little wink.* . so what are you doing here?
[06-00:32] a35, *Zaron : I was meditating. Felt like I needed to be as close to nature as I can be right now, so I came here
[06-00:32] a35, *Zaron : How about you?
[06-00:33] 325, *Saven Rahyn : bored... and in a way I needed to be near nature... its in me to be close to it.. somehow..*She moves over on the bench a little, motioning for him to sit if he wished*
[06-00:35] a35, *Zaron : * Sits next to her, placing his sword on his lap.*
[06-00:38] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *Sh glances at him, then looks straight... watching the trees move slightly in the light breeze that had started*
[06-00:40] a35, *Zaron : * Looks at her for a moment, studying her.*
[06-00:42] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *Her face was relaxed, she didn't have the normal smirk, the sarcastic look. The I'm wired for sex. In fact she looked like a very pretty tomboy at the moment. And even her actions weren't set in that overly alluring mose she seemed to always have..*
[06-00:44] a35, *Zaron : * Smirks to himself and looks back at the park, deciding not to say anything.*
[06-00:44] 325, *Saven Rahyn : pose*^
[06-00:45] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She sighs, then leans back against the bench again.* so you meditate... does it help? *She asks, turning to look at him.*
[06-00:46] a35, *Zaron : * Looks at her. * I meditate to focus, to find myself, to find balance. I guess you could say it helps, but that's only cause I am not afraid of what I will find.
[06-00:50] a35, *Zaron : * Looks back at the park.* Then again, I also know others whom meditate to relax. Guess it all really depends on how you were taught to meditate and for what purpose.
[06-00:50] 325, *Saven Rahyn : hmm.. Before I stopped believing in anything like that... I used to be like all of... all native americans were.. but now.. besides my respect for earth.. its. gone.* she waves her hand in a shooing way.*
[06-00:51] a35, *Zaron : And to some extent, you miss it
[06-00:53] 325, *Saven Rahyn : hmm yes.. *She nods faintly.*
[06-00:56] a35, *Zaron : Then why don't ypu work on regaining that lost part of you?
[06-00:57] 325, *Saven Rahyn : because I guess.. I don't care enough. *She says after a moment..*
[06-00:57] 325, *Saven Rahyn : brb)
[06-01:10] a35, *Zaron : ((*Waiting*))
[06-01:11] 325, *Saven Rahyn : (back)
[06-01:12] a35, *Zaron : ((WB))
[06-01:13] 325, *Saven Rahyn : ty *is frozen now*)
[06-01:13] a35, *Zaron : ((*Hands you some hot chocolate*))
[06-01:14] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *thanks and sips.. ahhhhhh*)
[06-01:15] a35, *Zaron : ((YW))
[06-01:18] a35, *Zaron : ((YES!!!!!)
[06-01:19] 325, *Saven Rahyn : .....)
[06-01:21] a35, *Zaron : (( I just fixed one of my light toys I accidently broke at my last party))
[06-01:22] 325, *Saven Rahyn : oh... great ^^)
[06-01:23] a35, *Zaron : ((Yup...anyways.)) * Nods, in understanding.*
[06-01:23] a35, *Zaron : Mind me asking you a question?
[06-01:25] 325, *Saven Rahyn : (heh *gives you another light toy to celibrate*) *She shakes her head.* not at all...
[06-01:26] a35, *Zaron : Do you know why you were chosen to become what you are now?
[06-01:28] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She looks at him for a long moment.* you can't simply ask that... you have to know the whole story to understand that.....
[06-01:28] a35, *Zaron : Then tell me the whole story
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[06-01:33] a35, *Zaron : If you want to that is
[06-01:34] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She tilts her head slightly.. then licks her lips.* hmm... fine... *She takes in a breath and goes for it.. it'll be the first time in two hundred years shes said a thing really about it.....* I grew up around the mountains that are now called the smokies.. in north carolina.. indians always had something in them, as we.. they were so close to nature, my mother was a werecat.. and she was raped by a vampire.. *she paused, looking at him.*
[06-01:39] a35, *Zaron : * Nods. Simply nods. The look on his face is a blank one, but not of impassivness, but rather not knowing what to say or think.*
[06-01:44] 325, *Saven Rahyn : my mother already had a mate.. *She continued on after a moment.* so she was able to say after I was born, that I was their child. I got the shifter part of the deal.. my fathers blood didn't effect me, at least not until I grew up, started angering easily, and gettings stronger.. anyway, my mother had two more children, and they hated me... and during one night of being outside, trying to keep away from the taunting of theirs because I had no one.. or no one would have me.. someone came to me.. what followed was a story, of course somewhat of a lie... and a way out of a place I felt I didn't belong. But I didn't get a chance to say I'd think it over before he, my father force turned me. *she laughed slightly bitter.* then I became really messed up, and became his lover. I took revenge or so I thought on my sisters by having him turn them too.... *She stopped..*
[06-01:47] a35, *Zaron : * Just keeps looking at her with the same look on his face.*
[06-01:49] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She smirks* before I killed him two years later... he told me the reason... its because he wanted the perfect bride.. and what better one to have than your own flesh...*she then let out a long.. long sigh*
[06-01:51] a35, *Zaron : * Pulls out a pack of cigarettes, opens it, and silently offers her one.*
[06-01:53] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She takes it, gets her lighter and lights up, taking a long drag.* so.. thats the story.. and thats the reason..
[06-01:53] a35, *Zaron : * Nods, still silent. He takes one for himself and pulls out his new lighter. Lights the cigarette.* I see...
[06-01:56] 325, *Saven Rahyn : hmm...... *she sighs* its... so sick..
[06-01:57] a35, *Zaron : Agreed. Very much agreed. And here I thought that mine was pretty fucked up.
[06-02:02] 325, *Saven Rahyn : oh? what whats yours?
[06-02:08] a35, *Zaron : I was born into a wealthy merchant family about three hundred twenty years ago in Barcelona. When I was around 16/17 years old, my family went bankrupt due to some unfortunate events. When I turned 18, I decided to go into the military. By the time I was 21 I was already a Lutenent. I was a good soilder, and I had no remorse when it came down to killing. Because of my own upbringing, I had a good education and knew a bit about finances and upperclass society
[06-02:10] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She gives a lightly nod, taking another drag, watching him.. listening..*
[06-02:13] a35, *Zaron : Still, I decided to persue my military career. When I was around 24 years old, while on leave in Cadiz, I happened upon one of local taverns. That's when I was approached by two people....a man and a woman. The man was Arab, and I believe that the woman was eather also of Spainish decent, or French...though I don't remember now. They offered me a job opportunity. The chance to make more then I was making in the military. That had told me that they had been watching me for some time. Now, you've gotta understand, I already had some wine in me. So, I agree.
[06-02:14] 325, *Saven Rahyn : ah.. *she nods again.*
[06-02:15] a35, *Zaron : * Shakes his head.* Next thing I know I am in a worse boot camp then even the United States Rangers go through. That was before I was turned. It was my conditioning. It would be years of training out in the woods and within society before it was over. You see, the man and woman were...."lovers". They had both turned me. They had made me into a mix of both their clans. The clan of assassins, and the clan of shadows.
[06-02:16] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She raises a brow.. taking another drag of the cig and flicking the ash*
[06-02:16] a35, *Zaron : I find out that I am one of many they had done this to. Of course, I spend most of my training time with my "father". Usually when I was with my "mother" I would be one of her body guards...or errand boys. I hated that whore.
[06-02:17] a35, *Zaron : So basically, I went from one military to another....except in this one, I worked alone most of the time after they deemed me worthy enough. Kinda suits it too, considering that I was trained in an isolated way.
[06-02:18] 325, *Saven Rahyn : hm... *She stays silent pretty much.. taking it in*
[06-02:22] a35, *Zaron : I was taught well by the both of them. About ten years before the first Great War, while still taking contracts from my "father" clan, the two had split many years earlier and I never liked her anyways, but also while taking my own contracts is when I decided that I didn't agree much with the ideals of the clan. During the Great War, I was hired on more then one occasion by the allied forces, going against one of my clans. When WWII rolled in, my father already knew what I was going to do again. That's pretty much when I dropped off the face of the earth for my father's clan and my father. Continued taking contracts till 1983.
[06-02:26] 325, *Saven Rahyn : She looks rather interested.. biting her lip as she listened*
[06-02:30] a35, *Zaron : The reason why is cause that's when I took my last job. Took it for NATO, or so the rep said it was for NATO. It was over in East Berlin, but of course I would have to get in from west. Standard assissination. Get in, snipe, wait till the next day, get out, and get to the rendevouz point. Only one problem. The target arrived two hours early. Did my job, but I was in the mood to celebrate. So, I get myself a whore to feed from. So I do. Next thing I know, I've got amnesia for twenty fucking years...during which I become a fucking wanderer in the US.
[06-02:30] a35, *Zaron : So, that's my little fucked up life in a shell.
[06-02:31] 325, *Saven Rahyn : seems a lot more interesting than mine..* she says after a moment, flicking the butt of her cig away*
[06-02:34] a35, *Zaron : * Looks at her.* Yeah, but a real pain in the arse. So, what made you decide to want to be a bounty hunter?
[06-02:34] a35, *Zaron : * Is actually interested in her.*
[06-02:37] 325, *Saven Rahyn : when it started getting really popular in the 16 hundreds.. *she looks some amused, turning to him totally.* I did some.. 'smiting' for the catholic church for a while.... then found bounty hunting better as... often I really don't like to kill..
[06-02:38] a35, *Zaron : * Nods.* I see.
[06-02:40] 325, *Saven Rahyn : before that... I robbed.. and stole.. I wandered the eastern lands for a long time.. before settlers came... then once they came... I managed to get back with them... *she smirks* as a cat
[06-02:41] a35, *Zaron : * Chuckles*
[06-02:42] 325, *Saven Rahyn : you see vampiric problems don't follow me in my morphs.... *she doesn't know why shes explaining... but he seems to listen..*
[06-02:43] a35, *Zaron : That mean you could be out in the sun during the day?
[06-02:47] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *she nods slightly.* of course I have to shift to this form before I can change to another form.. so if I did that in the day then I'd be screwed.. but if I stay in one form all day I'm fine...
[06-02:49] a35, *Zaron : * Nods*
[06-02:50] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She leans back*
[06-02:51] a35, *Zaron : * Leans back also*
[06-02:52] 325, *Saven Rahyn : hmm first time in a long while I've told anyone much about me.. *she smiles*
[06-02:53] a35, *Zaron : *Smiles softly at her.* While since I told anyone the full story. The abridged version, yes, but not the full one.
[06-02:54] 325, *Saven Rahyn : heh I feel special then *she says it joking.. but she means it slightly.*
[06-02:56] a35, *Zaron : You are..
[06-02:58] 325, *Saven Rahyn : *She looks off then, she wonders if its a good idea to consider him a friend... she'd kept herself from having them to stay safe* So you still out of sight of your clan and.. family?
[06-03:00] a35, *Zaron : I only keep touch with my "sister", and that's when we run into each other. But yeah, for the most part.
[06-03:02] 325, *Saven Rahyn : hmm.. must be nice.. I can never hide for to long from my sisters.. well sister now... Illia was cursed to mortality... Maeva's still after me
[06-03:03] a35, *Zaron : * Nods.*
[06-03:04] 325, *Saven Rahyn : you'd think after so many years someone would get bored of trying to kill there sister....... *shrugs*
[06-03:04] a35, *Zaron : ((I gtg. Need sleep and eat food))
[06-03:05] 325, *Saven Rahyn : (k)
[06-03:17] 325, ºKitty: *lurrrrrrks*
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[06-17:05] 589, ºEnvy: *lurks*
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[06-17:55] aa7, Harenin: hrmm
[06-17:56] 762, ºEnvy: *pokes Kev-o with a blunt object*
[06-17:58] aa7, Harenin: ahah.. you said blunt....**ish poked**
[06-17:59] 762, ºEnvy: blunt blunt blunt : P
[06-18:02] aa7, Harenin: hey naw....no smokies for me.. I be clean... except for acholoh... heh
[06-18:03] 762, ºEnvy: which is really the only way to be. I do make some serious love to the bottle myself
[06-18:04] aa7, Harenin: yeah.. good times... so what has been up with yeah?
[06-18:05] 762, ºEnvy: oh, just packing because I'm going to freaking London in 9 days! *jumps around all excited like*
[06-18:06] aa7, Harenin: very nice.. Im moving on to campass in 3 days... not as cool as london but outa the house atleast...
[06-18:08] 762, ºEnvy: yeah. I should be going back in a few days, too, BUT I'm going to London for a semester instead
[06-18:09] aa7, Harenin: I am so jellous.. but I would be more if you were going to Ireland...
[06-18:11] 762, ºEnvy: I'll be visiting. I just love the brits so much
[06-18:14] aa7, Harenin: yeah but the actent gets to me after a while. Nearly everyone at Ren-Fair uses it... thats why I put on the scottish accent
[06-18:15] 762, ºEnvy: but when it's real *dreamy sigh* I'm such a succer for accents
[06-18:16] aa7, Harenin: yeah.. I got a friend like that.. she gets all wet for anyone with an accent.. except for mexican.. thats just a bad one
[06-18:17] 762, ºEnvy: skeezy. yeah.
[06-18:17] 762, ºEnvy: succer? Sucker. I'm sucking tonight
[06-18:22] aa7, Harenin: really now?... and whos the luckly man?
[06-18:23] 762, ºEnvy: ahah. yeah right. myself because I'm a loser
[06-18:24] aa7, Harenin: aww.. that sucks.. you should go find some random guy and be like"bitch.. me you and a condom.. now...
[06-18:25] 762, ºEnvy: LOL oh, in my younger days, dear lad.
[06-18:26] aa7, Harenin: aww.. age is just a number... atleast that is what I tell myself to make it seem ok that Im 18 dating a 15 yr...
[06-18:28] 762, ºEnvy: wow. you're a brave man. I hate teenagers. Hated them when I was one.
[06-18:29] 762, ºEnvy: I'm watching Cold Creek Manor... Stephen Dorff as a hillbilly *cringes*
[06-18:32] aa7, Harenin: ... nevber seen it... bet be interesting... and yeah.. family is kinda full of hillbies and I am.. part one I guess....**l**
[06-18:33] 762, ºEnvy: mine too. My dad is hard core. I like to forget about it. haha.
[06-18:34] aa7, Harenin: heh.. yeah.. but not all being hich aint bad.. lots of land to just chill on with no one arround.. and lots of mudding**is a car freak and owns a high Bronco**
[06-18:36] 762, ºEnvy: I love cities. Noise and rude people. I grew up in the boonies and in a city, so at least I got to pick. I hate having to drive forever to get somewhere
[06-18:38] aa7, Harenin: yeah... that part sucks but I hate poeple and human nature... everything about society pisses me off and I really hate being in Florida.. especaily south...
[06-18:39] 762, ºEnvy: You know, for as much as I hate people, it is strange how much I love cities
[06-18:41] aa7, Harenin: yeha.. guess that is kinda oximoron ish...
[06-18:41] 762, ºEnvy: like me
[06-18:43] aa7, Harenin: lol. yeah. most people are... hippocrits and all....
[06-18:44] 762, ºEnvy: I guess... I don't know. I never really considered myself a hypocrite. I just don't like people, but they still fascinate me.
[06-18:46] aa7, Harenin: ... yeah... that kinda is hippy-o.... you do something you dont support...
[06-18:48] 762, ºEnvy: I just like civilzation. I don't like being out in the middle of nowhere.
[06-18:53] aa7, Harenin: ahh.. I see... see.. the whole idea of "waldens pon" is just awing to me.. only I would probly need someone there with me for company
[06-18:54] 762, ºEnvy: ick. my brother wants to use the phone and I'm on the comp on the phone line. I'll bb whenever he's done
[06-18:56] aa7, Harenin: kk.,. bye**lurkeis**
[06-19:11] 2dd, ºLAMadame: *poke, poke*
[06-19:12] aa7, Harenin: yes yes?
[06-19:13] aa7, Harenin: brb
[06-19:14] 2dd, ºLAMadame: ... `kay!
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[06-20:38] 325, Harenin: hrmm
[06-20:40] a53, ºEnvy: *pokes Kevo with a sharp object this time*
[06-20:40] 325, Harenin: **bleeds alot... ish a bleeder**hey now.....
[06-20:42] a53, ºEnvy: *puts a band aid on the ouchie*
[06-20:44] 325, Harenin: yeah... that should help some**smiles**Guess manda ish gone?
[06-20:46] a53, ºEnvy: *it's a Flintstones band aid...* She had to go to the store. She just got back, actually
[06-20:47] 325, Harenin: ahhh..nice nice..... umm... prefer Scooby.. but...ok
[06-20:48] a53, ºEnvy: *takes it back then!*
[06-20:49] 325, Harenin: **bleeds till blood clumps up and heals to a scap**oooooo**picks**
[06-20:51] a53, ºEnvy: ewwww
[06-20:52] 325, Harenin: wanna try**trust his wound to yeah*
[06-20:53] a53, ºEnvy: I'm a vegetarian. I don't do the whole... flesh thing. thanks though!
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[06-20:55] 8ed, *Talib: lol
[06-20:59] 8ed, *Talib: lol
[06-21:00] a53, ºEnvy: *blows raspberries and waits for manda to come back in here*
[06-21:00] 325, Harenin: aww... but you could pick it.. with me**gives them ole lovely eyes**
[06-21:01] 2dd, ºLAMadame: *Ish here!* I almost forgot ... I don`t know HOW that happened! *hits head again*
[06-21:02] 325, Harenin: hrmm yeah....good job..
[06-21:05] 2dd, ºLAMadame: *thwacks Hare* Watch it, now! I`m in a vicious mood!
[06-21:06] 8ed, *Talib: uhuh
[06-21:06] 8ed, *Talib: ph33r
[06-21:06] 325, Harenin: **scowers and hides**PMS... werd....
[06-21:07] 8ed, *Talib: thats why they have maxis
[06-21:08] a53, ºEnvy: What? pads don't make PMS go away.
[06-21:09] 8ed, *Talib: midal?
[06-21:09] 325, Harenin: pfff.. you know nothing bout females Talib baby
[06-21:11] Talib rubs his balls with pride
[06-21:11] a53, ºEnvy: that's it. The balls. it makes men completely clueless
[06-21:12] 8ed, *Talib: hehehehehehe
[06-21:12] 325, Harenin: Hey.. I got mine.. and I am just fine with dealing with females...**archs a brow noting Tabils pic**It kinda looks like apenis is pointing at the wolf.....
[06-21:12] 325, Harenin: a small penis at that
[06-21:13] 8ed, *Talib: omfg save to pc and look
[06-21:13] a53, ºEnvy: meh. men. *makes a face*
[06-21:14] 2dd, ºLAMadame: Bah. NO period at all. Just in a Lucreccia mood.
[06-21:15] 8ed, *Talib: oh i remember that
[06-21:15] 325, Harenin: ahhh... ok then.... maybe I wont bring in elm in fear he might go poof...
[06-21:15] 8ed, *Talib: manda knows ima ok guy :b
[06-21:16] 2dd, ºLAMadame: Hah. No. *loves on Talib* You know, I miss you!
[06-21:16] 2dd, ºLAMadame: You are a GREAT guy. Shaddup and stop selling yourself short.
[06-21:16] 8ed, *Talib: LOL
[06-21:18] 325, Harenin: I aint that great.. and I know it.. jsut good enough for now.....
[06-21:18] 325, Harenin: What grudge you got against mean there?
[06-21:20] Talib just is a roaming male ^.^ mwhaha
[06-21:21] 325, Harenin: mean=man.... damm its been a long day
[06-21:21] 2dd, ºLAMadame: *roams over to Fox and rapes him, the good old fashioned way*
[06-21:21] 2dd, ºLAMadame: *slaps that Foxy butt* I have no problem with men, most days.
[06-21:22] Talib just murrs
[06-21:22] 325, Harenin: hrmmm.... wasnt asking yeah.. but your input is apprecated....
[06-21:26] 2dd, ºLAMadame: I didn`t know who you were asking, so I was covering the basis. *feeds skittles to the Foxxor*
[06-21:27] 325, Harenin: its alright.. dont think she noticed**looks to Envy*meah.....
[06-21:28] a53, ºEnvy: *blink* huh?
[06-21:29] 2dd, ºLAMadame: The bases* even ... Erghads.
[06-21:31] 325, Harenin: ... nvm.... damm**looks to his post**Sorry if I seem like an ass today... just kinda stressful at the house cause I be leaving so my parents giving extra chrose and all
[06-21:31] 2dd, ºLAMadame: Gotta love them `rents. Glad I`m away, and that now I just visit. LoL.
[06-21:32] 325, Harenin: yeah.. cant wait to move to campus... gonna be nice and only 2 days away..
[06-21:37] 2dd, ºLAMadame: What? Sorry, I was reading a DJ.
[06-21:38] 325, Harenin: DJ?????
[06-21:39] a53, ºEnvy: ... I just don't understand. He's SUPPOSED to be in this movie!
[06-21:40] 325, Harenin: ....**feels lost so just nods and smiles**
[06-21:40] 2dd, ºLAMadame: *soothes Envy with Jon dolls* It`s okay! DJ=Dead Journal
[06-21:41] a53, ºEnvy: I'm getting all freaked out for nothing. no dreamy boy= stupid movie
[06-21:41] 325, Harenin: ahh..I got a Live one... so yeha...
[06-21:42] 325, Harenin: **looks to Envys comment**females...
[06-21:43] a53, ºEnvy: as if I'd watch a one-star rated suspense for nothing
[06-21:43] 2dd, ºLAMadame: Argh! *shakes angry fist at movie*
[06-21:43] 2dd, ºLAMadame: You kill me, babe.
[06-21:44] a53, ºEnvy: http://www.velvetdemon.com/octane01.htm see... he's supposed to be in here
[06-21:45] 2dd, ºLAMadame: Stupid expiring page!
[06-21:46] 2dd, ºLAMadame: And you haven`t seen him?!
[06-21:46] a53, ºEnvy: no! and the damned movie is more than half way over
[06-21:47] a53, ºEnvy: it's 10:47 and the movie is over at 11:15
[06-21:49] 2dd, ºLAMadame: Have you seen the woman he`s doing in those pictures yet?
[06-21:49] 2dd, ºLAMadame: Holy SHIT is it late! *gags* I`m gonna have to go soon!
[06-21:50] a53, ºEnvy: yeah. she's the star... wait... I think it's coming. I see a hot car
[06-21:50] a53, ºEnvy: YES! there he is *glued to the tv now*
[06-21:51] 2dd, ºLAMadame: *watches over your shoulder*
[06-21:51] 325, Harenin: .......**he just waits in a corner**
[06-21:52] 2dd, ºLAMadame: Allright kids. I`ve got to sleep, baby has a round of shots tomorrow, and it`s just going to be a crappy, crying day. Love you all to pieces! *kisses, hugs, and lovin`s*
[06-21:52] a53, ºEnvy: he's so... skeezily... sexy
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[06-21:54] a53, ºEnvy: night babe
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[06-21:56] 20e, Hannah Gruber: friggin' stupid computer..
[06-21:56] 20e, Hannah Gruber: ooc question: for WOD VtM characters, what clans are least populated?
[06-21:57] a53, ºEnvy: I don't there there are too many VtM chars about.
[06-21:58] 20e, Hannah Gruber: Hrm, okie thanks
[06-22:00] 8ed, *Talib: arooo
[06-22:00] 8ed, *Talib: kill the vampires
[06-22:00] a53, ºEnvy: um, Herenin plays a couple, there is Elisa Braddock who I think is a Tremere... I'm not sure, but there aren't many
[06-22:01] 325, Harenin: umm... there really aint no least popular.. there are a couple unplayed..
[06-22:05] 325, Harenin: hey. dont make me sick my Child O gaia on you hating ass....
[06-22:07] 8ed, *Talib: on who?
[06-22:08] 325, Harenin: ..uumm.. the one who said kill the vamps.... u...
[06-22:10] 8ed, *Talib: what lrank is he?
[06-22:11] 325, Harenin: he aint that high... But he is a CoG... WOO.. the most peacfull tribe ever... he is only for wisdom in his pack..
[06-22:11] a53, ºEnvy: ok. movie over. you now all have my direct attention
[06-22:14] 325, Harenin: ahh.. no more hot guys to stare at??
[06-22:15] 8ed, *Talib: lol
[06-22:15] a53, ºEnvy: well, some X men cartoons are on. They're not Jon Rhys Meyers, but they'll do
[06-22:17] 8ed, *Talib: x men spinoffs ick
[06-22:18] 325, Harenin: yeah... I got Family guy on now.. it old but good...
[06-22:18] a53, ºEnvy: they're the old ones.
[06-22:19] 325, Harenin: yeah.. I know... I watch them soma the time
[06-22:21] a53, ºEnvy: gargoyles come on right after it.
[06-22:23] a53, ºEnvy: you guys can rp. I don't mean to kill things.
[06-22:25] 325, Harenin: naw.. Im in another room...
[06-22:26] 8ed, *Talib: http://www.firefoxinc.org/Stuff/lineage2/123.jpg my screen
[06-22:27] a53, ºEnvy: *looks*
[06-22:28] 8ed, *Talib: im buzy lol
[06-22:29] 494, ºEnvy: I see. cool. I don't feel so bad, then
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[06-22:57] 494, ºEnvy: Kitty! *pounces* just in time!
[06-22:59] dc5, ºKitty: ooo! hiya!
[06-23:00] 494, ºEnvy: Gargoyles just got over *snugglies* and I had nothing to do!
[06-23:01] dc5, ºKitty: hehehe ^_^
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[06-23:14] 494, ºMarley Watkins 
: *her dark, eyes open. Black eyeliner, though smudged, still clings to them, making them stand out even more from her pale face. She's on her stomach, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings. She's not hungover, though her lack of sickness defiles any natural law, because she had a lot to drink. After a moment, she decides to get up and figure out where she is, only to find her arms cuffed over her head to the headboard*
[06-23:17] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *He's sitting not to close but not to far from the bed, in a nice leather chair. His green eyes watch her through the dark bedroom, watching her wake and watching her find out shes not just laying on the bed.*
[06-23:21] 494, ºMarley Watkins : *mutters one curse or another under her breath. They're really all the same. Her memories of the previous evening coming back to her in random flashes. She's not stupid. She doesn't fight the handcuffs because she simply isn't strong enough. Still on her stomach, she pulls herself up closer, looking for a weak spot in the headboard*
[06-23:25] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *But this headboard is pure thick iron. Not cheap or cheaply made.* Awake are you?*comes the voice, to a place she can't see*
[06-23:26] 494, ºMarley Watkins : *and look around all she will, she can't see him* Observant are you. *chuckles, her voice dry and cracked* And here I thought you would be waiting with breakfast in bed.
[06-23:29] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: Oh you shoulda figured by now I'm not the type... although.... I am waiting.. with my breakfast in bed.... *he answers..*
[06-23:33] d5c, ºMarley Watkins : *raises both brows, looking in the general direction of where the voice is coming from* You've got all that you paid for, buddy.
[06-23:35] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *He laughs, standing and moving so she can see him, dressed in simple black pants and button shirt.*
[06-23:38] d5c, ºMarley Watkins : *and she, of course, isn't dressed in anything. Tall, firm, and so defiantly helpless, she just watches him, always with that spark in her eye, just waiting to explode*
[06-23:41] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *He smirks down at her.* need anything? water... more alcohol? *His sarcasm is so .. very very.. there*
[06-23:43] d5c, ºMarley Watkins : *she gets it, and shoots it right back at him* A vodka martini, please. Extra dry.
[06-23:45] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *He laughs.* hey you said please.. how nice..* With a snicker he moves out of the room.. for what he wants to do might as well get her that.*
[06-23:47] d5c, ºMarley Watkins : *and she's a bit surprised. She'd only been slightly more than half serious. but it gives her time to check out the bed again, and the cuffs. But, it's still all in vain. She's stuck here until he wants her to go*
[06-23:50] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *Eventually, he comes back.* Now... one hand uncuffed should be fine..* he says, watching her.*
[06-23:52] d5c, ºMarley Watkins : *she just lowers her head, making her eyes look more deadly when she looks up at him.* It should me more than sufficient.
[06-23:55] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *he chuckles, not at all put off by her, and turns on a light, digs in his pocket for a key, puts the drink down undoes her cuff, well the left hand and cuffs the other to the bed, doing this very quickly*
[06-23:56] d5c, ºMarley Watkins : *turns her head from the light. The surprise making her docile enough for him to be able to do it all without any resistance*
[07-00:00] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *He hands her the drink and goes back to sit on the leather chair, watching her.*
[07-00:06] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : *she drinks the drink somewhere between gulping and sipping. When it's gone, she still holds the glass in her hand* What time is it?
[07-00:09] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: one *He says, and its clear he means night*
[07-00:12] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : Well, I'm about seven hours late for work, so let's cut the bullshit. I have to go *turns her hand that is still cuffed and lifts it as far as she can* So, unlock this
[07-00:16] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: And... exactly why should I do that..* he says, hands crossed over his stomach as he watches her*
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[07-00:18] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : I just told you. I'm late for work *lifts one of those long, muscular legs, built up from hours at a time on heels. She sets the martini glass on it, holding it upright by the stem* ((hey, Z))
[07-00:20] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: Does that matter to me? *He asks... hello.. snob, cold guy here.. he don't care*
[07-00:20] a35, *Zaron : ((Ello))
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[07-00:22] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : Well, if I get fired, than it may. *she's still calm and collected.*
[07-00:23] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: oh yeah.. really..* he laughs.. he doesn't care an ounce* your fine where you are
[07-00:26] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : I know that I look quite fine where I am, however, fine doesn't pay my bills. *twirls the glass on her knee* And you're wasting my time
[07-00:29] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *He smirks. and thats all he does,hes wanting to tick her off*
[07-00:30] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: (Damnit I'm doing shity tonight)
[07-00:31] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : *she's not going to give him the satisfaction of fighting the losing battle against the handcuffs* Fine. I'm three hundred an hour. The clock is ticking.
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[07-00:33] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: and tick tock it goes..* he says, hell hes really used to those three thousand an hour girls.. but hell shes good too, her blood tastes ood*
[07-00:37] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : *rolls her dark eyes, irritated with the boredom more than anything. Is this seriously what this guy does with his nights* Well, if you don't have anything productive to do, and you won't let me go, then do you at least have a television in here?
[07-00:38] a35, *Zaron : ((*Poofs for a few hours*))
[07-00:44] dc5, *Brandon Iscariot: *He gets out of the chair and walks over to the side of the bed, digging in the side table drawer, god knows what hes doing.. he didn't answer her question..*
[07-00:46] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : *closes her hand tighter around the glass, looking over at him* Lose the remote? *sarcasm, sweet sarcasm*
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[07-00:50] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: *he glances at her.* no, just trying to find the duct tape to keep your mouth shut....
[07-00:52] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : *when he turns his head towards her, she acts quickly, smashing the glass into the side of his head. She doesn't try to make any fast escape, oh no... she just sits back down on the bed and laughs. It wasn't even premeditated. The glass was in her hand, and there was his head*
[07-00:54] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: *He just stands slowly, any blood or cut quickly healing, for her eyes to see.. he looks at her for a moment, then gives her a nice sharp slap across her face.*
[07-00:56] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : *her head turns to the side with the slap. Blood comes out of her mouth from where her teeth cut the inside of her cheek, but she just keeps laughing* I should have known you were superman
[07-00:58] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: well those scars on your neck should tell you otherwise..* he smirks, he liked that she could handle the slap well, he wiped the blood away with a finger and licked it up.*
[07-00:59] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: (otherwise... more.. better..)
[07-01:00] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: brb)
[07-01:03] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : I've had scars like them before. They always go away mysteriously fast. *lifts her eyes to look at him again, still grinnin*
[07-01:14] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: Yes I'm sure you have..* he says, some amused, he gets a peice of glass out of his hair.*
[07-01:16] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : *lifts her hand and wiggles her now free fingers* I told you that one hand was plenty. You may as well undo the other one. I have to use the bathroom.
[07-01:20] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: *He watches her, green eyes pondering.*
[07-01:21] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : I'm not going anywhere. I like you *smirks so wickedly* Besides... I'd hate to have an accident in such a nice bed. *runs her hand over the nice sheets for emphasis*
[07-01:22] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: you like me as much as you like a stick..* he says.. smirking, but actually does undo her handcuff, she knows where the bathroom is..*
[07-01:25] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : Only if that stick vibrates *she pinches his cheek, sweet in an insulting way before she turns and slips off the bed, walking into the bathroom. After a few moments, he can hear the shower running.*
[07-01:29] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: Hes right outside the door, waiting twitching his cheek from it being pinched*
[07-01:33] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : ((eep! not shower, bath! *hits head* wake up!)) *opens the door, just a crack. She's wrapped in a towel* I'm taking a bath. You can wait out here, or you can come in. But be warned, taking a bath with somebody is kind of romantic... and people like us don't do romance.
[07-01:39] aa7, *Brandon Iscariot: I'm willing to take that chance..* he smirks.*
[07-01:40] 8c8, ºMarley Watkins : GoNerZ
[07-02:08] a35, *Zaron : ((*Lurks*))
[07-02:09] a35, *Zaron : ((Damn, no one's here))
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[08-00:09] 09c, *Caine Lupas: I have returned. Bow to me or something. Pleeeeease?
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[08-00:14] a35, *Zaron : (( I bow to no one))
[08-00:15] 09c, *Caine Lupas: I wasn't really expectiung anyone to bow.
[08-00:17] a35, *Zaron : (( Just stating))
[08-00:19] 09c, *Caine Lupas: Cool. So can ye tell me what's been going on?
[08-00:20] a35, *Zaron : (( Not really. Been caught up in two personal stories. Morguline is in town, for those Lupine that know whom he is. Also, there is appartently a new Prince))
[08-00:21] 09c, *Caine Lupas: Really? Hmmmm
[08-00:25] 09c, *Caine Lupas: Sorry bout the lag. So up for RP?
[08-00:26] a35, *Zaron: Sure
[08-00:27] 09c, *Caine Lupas: K hold on I got to get skins
[08-00:32] a35, *Zaron: Tell me when ready
[08-00:35] a35, *Zaron: I am gonna go man. Peace
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[08-00:37] aa7, *Caine Lupas: Got booted brb
[08-00:38] aa7, *Caine Lupas: ahh all alone now.
[08-00:39] aa7, *Caine Lupas: unamccoh@yahoo.com
[08-00:41] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *lurks*
[08-00:48] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *wishes his girls were on*
[08-00:58] aa7, *Promethius Kushiel: *poofs off*
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[08-09:10] aa7, *Caine Lupas: Hello?
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[08-09:16] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: *waves* Hiya.
[08-09:16] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: *waves* Hiya.
[08-09:16] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *pokes*who are ye?
[08-09:17] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: I'm Christelle.
[08-09:18] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: Who are you?
[08-09:19] aa7, *Caine Lupas: I am many. But I am few
[08-09:21] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: Ooh. Impressive.
[08-09:25] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *bows gracefully*Why Thank you. Who do you wish for me to be? Were-Wolf? Vampire?...
[08-09:26] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: So talented. I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to choose, since I am human...
[08-09:29] aa7, *Caine Lupas: K though I might be booted
[08-09:30] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: Don't worry about it.
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[08-17:31] 325, Harenin: **peeks and lurks
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[08-19:20] 325, Harenin: ....dam dead now...
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[08-19:45] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *pokes the shadows*
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[08-19:46] c9c, *Morguline : Ow...
[08-19:50] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *waves*
[08-19:50] c9c, *Morguline : *slaughers .. err, waves*..
[08-19:53] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *is bored*
[08-19:55] c9c, *Morguline : *is too, but is sure that'll be remedied soon enough*..
[08-19:56] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *poofs off*laters
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[08-19:57] c9c, *Morguline : Wait, there hasn't been any devouring yet! Arg..
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[08-20:08] a25, *Cookie Monster: Allo?
[08-20:08] c9c, *Morguline : (Blarge.)
[08-20:09] a25, *Cookie Monster: Heya there. Care to RP?
[08-20:12] c9c, *Morguline : (Sure. It'll pass time.)
[08-20:13] a25, *Cookie Monster: Any place you'd like your char to be? I'll work one of my chars into the environment
[08-20:14] c9c, *Morguline : (Park seems suitable. Heh.)
[08-20:16] a25, *Damali Aloula : *Damali is out strolling the park this fine evening, trying to enjoy her night off from the Bush.*
[08-20:18] c9c, *Morguline : *the huge Homid has wandered the Park for a few hours, no particular goal in mind .. his supernatural senses keeping tabs on what they need to, things beyond the mirrors relfection - the man stood half a foot over seven feet, a majority of his attire closed in by a loose, brown leather trench coat*..
[08-20:23] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((Homid being human for I'm assuming? I'm not much up on White Wolf terms)) *Damali is wearing a black dress that blends into the night well and accents her dark skin. The fact that inhalation of L.A. is discouraged by the the Surgeon General doesn't seem to bother her as she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath of the night air. She heads out to the middle of the park to sit on one of the benches and be in plain sight for purposes of the game. Morguline's hightened senses would quite easily pick up Damali as being something unusualy powerfull and her aura is deep with hints of elemental free spirited chaos*
[08-20:28] c9c, *Morguline : (Human, yes.) *long, heavy steps carry him across the terrain of the park, a thick oak passes him on the left, a half-gloved hand stretches out, the nails of long fingers dig just enough into bark, hooking himself around the tree, he stops dead at it's side - standing tall, staring forward in the direction of what he senses beyond human capability - his eyes narrow slowly, head tilting in the least bit to one side, considering as he reads over both the physical and aura-ish views of the woman. he stands no more than 20 feet away, no real scent to the man, garbed in darkness in general, though his attire and size don't really contribute to his ability to play cloak and dagger*..
[08-20:32] a25, *Damali Aloula : *Damali's senses of the supernatural are essentialy nil, but she's lived long enough in lots of large cities to have a good eye for shady characters in dark places with perhaps unwelcome attention. She manages to spot Morguline. Her dancer's figure shifts gives off the subtle hint she's worried and her aura's shifting chaos speeds up a little*
[08-20:36] c9c, *Morguline : *the hand held on the tree lowers toward his side, scraping bark off in chunks .. the partly armored hand finds a coat pocket, along with the other mitt, both soon removed, close-fisted - eyes dark, probably literally black in the night, due to his abnormal, wolvenish hues. his gaze remains on the woman, wondering how chaotic, chaotic can get...*..
[08-20:38] a25, *Damali Aloula : I... I can see you there. You aren't going to surprise me.
[08-20:41] c9c, *Morguline : *his hands lift, and soon enough a flame ignites before his face, over seven feet in the air, a suddenly light cracking through the pitch dark .. one that dies soon enough, left with a dull ember glowing, moving in his left hand - thick grey shoots forward, saying nothing to her comment*..
[08-20:43] a25, *Damali Aloula : Errrkk... *Her face contorts to something between shock and "why me?"* What do you want?
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[08-20:47] c9c, *Morguline : *a wrist connects soundly with the round tree trunk, forcing it to shake audibly at the end of her question .. a moment of silence, dead air - a huff of smoke shoots from his face, a boot stepping forward in her direction*.. Does it matter. *the voice is nearly bottomless, gravely, almost primal sounding*..
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[08-20:51] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he falls outa the tree morguline hard hit. He lands gracfuly on his feet, eyes looking to morg, his head bowing a bit**
[08-20:52] a25, *Damali Aloula : *Damali wishes Clora were here. Or even Jihan or Eyad. She'd even go with Katya. A faint smell of ozone begins to fill the park. She speaks in a slightly strained voice* Yes...
[08-20:55] c9c, *Morguline : *for reference, he seems either indifferent, or oblivious to the Child of Gaia. again, as she speaks, another step is taken forward her way, leather, steel-toed boot plants firmly in the ground*.. Why. *the booming voice speaks, projected from a nearly unmoving mouth, jaws as still as possible to hold the cigar - hands held loosely behind his back*..
[08-20:56] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he looks up to morg, arching a brow to his actions, a bit unsure of why he is argessive to Damali. He leans back, watching the two for now**((You know he is part of Moregulines pack.. atleast in the VK he was... ong time ago))
[08-20:57] a25, *Damali Aloula : *It takes a couple of seconds for her panicked mind to figure out what to say to "why"* I don't have anything you want.
[08-20:59] 325, *Sergin Blade : ((**cant spell.. not sure why**))
[08-21:00] c9c, *Morguline : (I'm aware. And that may or may not apply, or matter right now.) *the ember of his cigar goes bright as he sucks off it, holding the smoke inside him, another moment of silence .. exhaling, he speaks*.. I believe you do... *a low rumble brews in his throat, and he takes another step forward toward Damali*..
[08-21:01] a25, *Damali Aloula : *starts backing up. Morguline might notice that his hairs are starting to stand on end from a static charge in the air* Are you a sorceror?
[08-21:01] 325, *Sergin Blade : ((Ohy then... back IC))
[08-21:02] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he laughs a bit to himself. Strange that he is enjoying this but he is. His eyes peek out from his hood, hoping this is just a cat and mouse game that wont get to serious**
[08-21:03] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((Carry any stories from other chats into this one so long as it isn't disruptive to what goes on in here.))
[08-21:04] c9c, *Morguline : *it'd be hard not to notice, and he stops, standing there*.. Does it matter. *he, after the feeling, has a foot step back, left boot - his body grows tense, resistance hardens with brief focus*..
[08-21:06] a25, *Damali Aloula : I won't be bound. *whatever that means, she says it with conviction*
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[08-21:07] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he slides down the tree, sighing a bit, resting his sword on his knee. His eyes glance about idealy, making suer noone is about them as of now. He likes to keep the viel down at all cost**((Doubt I will interfere.. I am a COG.. peaceful baby))
[08-21:07] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock : (*looks in*)
[08-21:08] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((*wave waves!*))
[08-21:09] 325, *Sergin Blade : ((Need elm for anything?))
[08-21:09] c9c, *Morguline : *a quick glance in Sergin's direction before his attention reverts to Damali*.. Bound.... *a frightfully low mutter, eyes sink toward the ground for a moment*.. ...to, what, hm? *his icy hues lift again, left boot meet the other, standing evenly - watching the girl*..
[08-21:11] a25, *Damali Aloula : You... *glances at Sergin* Him... anyone... *a small lighted snap of an electric spark pops in front of her face*
[08-21:13] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he glares at Damali, him being involved a bit. He really didnt want to be.. wanted to more so watch and make sure others werent watching.. but he stands, his sword resiting in his hand**
[08-21:14] c9c, *Morguline : Vampires. *the only word he speaks, again he stands his ground .. the distance between them shorter than before, but only by a few feet - he draws a deep breath as he stares down, over at Damali, pulling air in past the cigar that rest between scarred lips*..
[08-21:14] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((Elisa? Gonna play or just lurk?))
[08-21:15] a25, *Damali Aloula : What? *That catches her completely off guard*
[08-21:16] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he archs a brow. He is a bit lost but remains were he is, leaning back against the tree**
[08-21:18] c9c, *Morguline : No? No... *a huff, body shifting with consideration of action .. though the massive frame remains dormant*.. What do you fear being bound to. *his ideas are confused, was going to do one thing, but now may do another .. mind racking*..
[08-21:19] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he laughs a bit. Morgs age might be getting a bit old. Or he lost a fuse or something. either way, he just gives off a simple laugh**
[08-21:20] a25, *Damali Aloula : *Stares straight up at Morguline* Anyone. *Damali's stance has uncosciously shifted from being frightened to one ready to take a stand. More pops of eletricity spark around her head*
[08-21:24] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((Anyone still there?))
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[08-21:25] c9c, *Morguline : *the laugh is picked up effortlessly, cigar snaps off and drops to the ground as his jaws lock, tighten .. he speaks angrily toward Damali, though meant for Sergin, words in the Garou tongue, so only a Werewoulf would understand*.. Something amusing. *it was meant to be a question, though the tone was warped down to a command that only am alpha could demand, the language most unattractive from his lips - followed flawlessly with:*.. Why would you be.
[08-21:26] a25, *Damali Aloula : If you're a sorceror you should know. *still going on that idea as he never denied it*
[08-21:27] 325, *Sergin Blade : **his head perks up, replying back in Garou**I am a bit to be honest..... just watching him and you....**He shakes his head**I really have no true reason... jsut am....
[08-21:30] c9c, *Morguline : I do not know. *having stopped againg, he crouches, staring evenly over at the woman .. he seems undaunted by the magical sparks before her, but by his size, it could be apparent that he's well able to take a powered blast and be left unhindered, but that's an assumption - without looking over at Sergin, he continues speaking, two conversations seeming to be one*.. "Do not watch. Leave."
[08-21:32] a25, *Damali Aloula : I'm fortunate that the mages in this land are as unaware of my kind as every other night creature is.
[08-21:32] 325, *Sergin Blade : ....**he archs a brow**I am not leaving you hear... aye.. you could take her most likely but it would be wrong by some slim chance you couldnt....**he looks bout**... I will make sure no one else sees atleast...**his eyes lock back to morguline**
[08-21:32] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((*tacks on a "then"*))
[08-21:36] c9c, *Morguline : "Very well, if that is the intention..." *spoken toward Damali, but clearly not meant for her .. he steps to the side, arming himself with a tree, half his frame covered .. not for armor, just, movement*.. Your kind. *said in the language she can understand, followed with*.. What are they, hmm?
[08-21:38] a25, *Damali Aloula : *Damali speaks the phrase in such a way that she must have spent a great deal of time practicing it to make sure her accent doesn't hinder anyone's ability to understand it* Go fuck yourself.
[08-21:38] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he nods, his eyes watching the entrance of the park and their surroundings, no one was arround luckly. Not to many come out to the parks that are not creatures of the night by this hour. **
[08-21:43] c9c, *Morguline : *his large frame leans back, just slightly, not actually, by size, the being one would normally want to piss off, but maybe size didn't matter .. or, maybe it did - the Fenris was offended, but to a limit, now wasn't the time to explode, he had perfect control over his Rage, his absolute slaughering ability*.. That didn't answer my question. *his posture straights, and again, a sound step is taken forward*..
[08-21:44] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he leaps back into the tree he was perched before morgulines thump made him fall out of it. His eyes watch over the two**
[08-21:45] a25, *Damali Aloula : It wasn't supposed to. *very loud and bright spark goes off right in front of Morguline's face*
[08-21:49] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((Ah carp. I forgot to add in that Damali's eyes have been changing from a dark brown to a glowing blue by this point*
[08-21:49] a25, *Damali Aloula : ))
[08-21:50] c9c, *Morguline : *his head turns away, just a little, not having to by sight, only sound .. brief ringing lingers in his ears, his eyes, though turned away, dim instantly by any abnormally bright light, due to a Fetish of his - he looks forward again, not speaking 'till the noice in his ears calms, acute senses aggravated well, to say the least*.. This is not a battle, girl. *yes the "g" word is spoken in clear insult*..
[08-21:52] a25, *Damali Aloula : Don't try and threaten me or it will be. *this is a complete 180 of how she was acting earlier*
[08-21:55] c9c, *Morguline : *he remains crouched, a quick shake of his head prior to speaking*.. You are not human. *there's a pause*.. Damned, perhaps... *an audible though - watching her, very closely*..
[08-21:57] a25, *Damali Aloula : My kind existed before the universe split between good and evil. *her Aura shows no signs of inherant evil. In fact her soul seems remarkably clean and free of cruelty even by human standards*
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[08-22:00] c9c, *Morguline : *he stands, and takes a step back*.. Is that so.... *his hands lower and rest in coat pockets .. head rotates, glancing about the area in general*..
[08-22:02] a25, *Damali Aloula : *as it looks like Morguline is backing off, the sparks become less frequent and intense* You have a bad way with people.
[08-22:04] c9c, *Morguline : You'd be surprised. *another step back, and he vanishes, into the very air itself it seems .. off into the Penumbra, or beyond*..
[08-22:06] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((leaving?)) *Damali looks about and feels like she's been dirtied talking to... whoever the hell that guy was*
[08-22:06] c9c, *Morguline : (Lurkin', basically.)
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[08-22:11] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((*Waves to the urchin*))
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[08-23:48] 568, Khory Kahlan: ((*peeks*))
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[09-01:41] dc5, ºKitty: *lurks..........*
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[09-05:02] aa7, *Promethius Kushiel: *lurks about*
[09-05:05] aa7, *Promethius Kushiel: (I'm soooo hot*points to pic out of boredom*)
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[09-11:05] a35, *Zaron: ((*Lurks*))
[09-11:11] a35, *Zaron: Echo???
[09-11:45] a35, *Zaron: I hate Sundays
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[09-12:34] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: *pokes*
[09-12:39] a35, *Zaron: Hello
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[09-16:55] a25, *Cookie Monster: Allright, where everyone be?
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[09-17:03] a25, *Cookie Monster: *wave waves*
[09-17:05] 226, ºLAMadame: *glomps cookie* Hiiiiiiiiiiii! *dolls out love*
[09-17:05] 173, *Robot Devil: *waves*
[09-17:06] a25, *Cookie Monster: *snuggles up on LAMadame and gives huggles* Who's up for RP?
[09-17:10] 226, ºLAMadame: Ah am, if you are. I don`t think you and I have ever played much.
[09-17:11] a25, *Cookie Monster: Dun think so either. Who can I be for ya?
[09-17:12] 226, ºLAMadame: Question is, who do you want to be? You choose, I`ll follow with someone appropriate.
[09-17:14] a25, *Cookie Monster: I'll go with Jihan.
[09-17:15] a25, *Jihan Aloula 
: *Jihan is hanging out at the BtD, sipping drinks, watching for trouble/fun, and always keeping her eye out for new club material*
[09-17:17] 226, ºLAMadame: (Ack. I`m sorry. I gotta scoot from here. I`m too overwhelmed. I`m a bad person! Loves and thanks, though! *scoots*)
[09-17:18] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((NP *huggles*))
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[09-17:23] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((*waves to Harmonia*))
[09-17:24] 52a, *Harmonia : ((*waves back* how are you?))
[09-17:26] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((Pretty good. How you?))
[09-17:26] 52a, *Harmonia : ((Doing good, happily engaged but slightly tired))
[09-17:27] a25, *Jihan Aloula : o/
[09-17:28] 52a, *Harmonia : ((up for an rp?))
[09-17:29] a25, *Cookie Monster: Sure am
[09-17:29] 173, ºKurt Eberly: (*Glares.)
[09-17:29] 173, ºKurt Eberly: (*Glares.*)
[09-17:30] 52a, *Harmonia : ((*waves to Kurt* Pick whichever character you want to use))
[09-17:31] 173, ºKurt Eberly: (*Waves back to Harmonia.*)
[09-17:31] a25, *Cookie Monster: Want me to continue with Jihan in her current position?
[09-17:32] 52a, *Harmonia : ((up to you, whatever you want))
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[09-17:33] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *Jihan motions to the bartender, assumably Harmonia, for another drink.
[09-17:35] 52a, *Harmonia : *nods to Jihan and goes over to her, refilling her drink. She hands it to her* How are you doing today Jihan?
[09-17:36] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Hmm... I'd have to say pretty good. Money has been flowing in and as far as my litttle ghoul employees tell me, they haven't been harassed by any factions of whatever politics they used to delve in.
[09-17:38] 52a, *Harmonia : Well that is always a good thing to hear. It's been pretty busy here recently too. Kinda nice seeing new people in here more and more
[09-17:40] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Humans or otherwise?
[09-17:42] 52a, *Harmonia : Mixture of both, they seem to be getting along rather nicely. Which is always a good thing, means I don't have to break up as many fights
[09-17:43] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Good for you I suppose. Myself I enjoy watching fights, even if it disrupts my place a bit.
[09-17:45] 52a, *Harmonia : *nods and shrugs, a smile on her face* Everyone has their kicks. I just try and make sure whoever gets in a fight, comes out of it alive
[09-17:47] a25, *Jihan Aloula : I suppose that makes less work paperwork with the police. *she chuckles and glugs her drink down*
[09-17:49] 52a, *Harmonia : Yeah it does, besides the police never really got along with my mother and father, so I don't want to cause them any trouble. Want a refill?
[09-17:52] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Of course. *she slides the emptied glass over to Harmonia's side of the bar* Were your parents open to creatures of the night as well?
[09-17:54] 52a, *Harmonia : *she takes the glass and refills it again, handing it to her. She leans against the bar and shakes her head* No, they hated them with a passion, but they also wanted to keep me safe and in my own little world.
[09-17:57] a25, *Jihan Aloula : How nice. *she begins taking in more liquor from the glass, and as usual it doesn't seem to do significant damage to her supernatural tolerance*
[09-17:58] 52a, *Harmonia : I wouldn't call it nice exactly. I would've rather known about the creatures of the night then not
[09-17:59] a25, *Jihan Aloula : But then the creatures would rather not be known about at all... or at least not these days
[09-18:01] 52a, *Harmonia : True, some of them don't mind, but others seem to hate it
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[09-18:03] a25, *Jihan Aloula : If I'm going to be known about, I would damn well expect some temples erected in my name.
[09-18:04] dc5, *Sergin Blade: **peeks**
[09-18:04] 52a, *Harmonia : *laughs slightly* I can see that happening too.
[09-18:04] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((*waves*))
[09-18:05] 52a, *Harmonia : ((*also waves*))
[09-18:05] dc5, *Sergin Blade: **waves back**hey you all......**switch char
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[09-18:07] a25, *Jihan Aloula : I'd be a kind goddess of chaos. Loud music, hot men and women for priests, and compulsory orgies. *her eyes look off into space for a moment, wishfull thinking and all*
[09-18:08] dc5, harenin: **walking down the streets of L.A. His eyes looking about as he passes through the crowds of people. He grins, knowing his way about here as he studies areas he travels to next to make sure he is unfallowed**
[09-18:09] 52a, *Harmonia : *laughs again and looks at Jihan* I'm sure you'd be a great goddess of chaos.
[09-18:09] NICK: harenin changed nick to Harenin.
[09-18:11] dc5, Harenin: **he looks up to the sign for the BtD and steps in, quickly scanning over the bar. He sniffs the air, catching the sent of any supernatural creature here. He grins a bit, heading to the bar and sliding onto a stool
[09-18:12] 52a, *Harmonia : *looks over at Harenin and goes over to him, a smile on her face* Name's Harmonia, what can I get ya?
[09-18:13] dc5, Harenin: JD. Double**his eyes dont meet hers. He remains watching the room.**
[09-18:13] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *Jihan would nearly reek of it. Her power feels similar to Damali's from the night before, but it seems more pervasive. The chaos itself seems more oriented on destruction rather than whimsy. She smiles at Harmonia* Why thank you. I'll make you my cheif priestess of the holy drinks.
[09-18:14] 52a, *Harmonia : *she gets Harenin his drink and looks at Jihan* Well it's nice to know I'll have a job when that happens. Thank you oh kind chaos goddess
[09-18:16] dc5, Harenin: **he takes the shot, his eyes lock onto Jihan. He has never smelled a Jin before, or what ever she maybe. He grins a bit, crossing his arms over his chest
[09-18:16] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *She gives a smile that looks like a cat getting scratched behind the ears and drinks a bit more.
[09-18:17] dc5, Street Urchin: ((...))
[09-18:17] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *
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[09-18:17] dc5, Street Urchin: ...
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[09-18:19] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *she looks over to Harenin, noticing him looking at her and speaks with a smooth Arabic accent* Something I can do for ya big guy?
[09-18:21] dc5, *Harenin : AS of now..... probly not**his voice is low and harsh. Almost like he has strepthroat but still can speak with prefect pitch. He grins a bit to her. His cat slit eyes flicker a bit**
[09-18:23] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Well thats too bad. *she sips her drink and allows her own eyes to slip to a molten copper color for a brief instant*
[09-18:24] dc5, *Harenin : **he leans back. Maybe she was a mage. He has dealt with them before. But her sent was differnt**Maybe there is something you could do for me.....**he stands, walking over to a private table, sliding onto a bench**
[09-18:25] 52a, *Harmonia : *grabs a bottle of water and keeps an eye on Jihan and Harenin* Play nice you two
[09-18:26] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *she winks to Harmonia* Have a little faith in your goddes deary. *she gets up and moves over to Harenin's table, taking her glass of amber drink with her. She slides in and makes herself compfortable*
[09-18:29] dc5, *Harenin : **he grins evily to Harmonia, then turns to Jihan**You lips.. they turns copper for a sec then back.... are you a mage or something?
[09-18:29] 52a, *Harmonia : *perks an eyebrow at Harenin and then will take care of one of the other patrons*
[09-18:31] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *she chuckles* Aww, I was hoping for employment, not questions. *She toys with her firey red hair a moment before continuing* No, my magic is natural.
[09-18:32] dc5, *Harenin : **he laughs a bit back**No... I dont hire whores for my money....**his face expression quickly changes back to it was before**Natural?... what are you then? Cuase I sure havent smelled your rank before...
[09-18:35] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *she RaE's* My kind is rather rare even in our home of Eurasia. But what about you? Most of the ghouls I've met never say they "smell" anything.
[09-18:37] dc5, *Harenin : First.. I aint no ghoul.. I can make them....**he grins a bit**And some of us "ghouls" as you call us develop better senses and abilities than others....
[09-18:37] dc5, *Harenin : ((brb.. net switch))
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[09-18:38] 62e, *Harenin: ((heh.. quick comp..
[09-18:38] a25, *Jihan Aloula : If you're dead and still walking I call you a ghul (spelling is how she would put it down, not a typo). Don't be offended.
[09-18:40] 62e, *Harenin: I aint dead hun... We still live but dont need to breath. And we still got our souls... learn a bit more about what you talking bout before you presume**his eyes watch about him every few seconds. He was caution and alert about everything going on**
[09-18:42] 52a, *Harmonia : ((has to go, be back later))
[09-18:42] 62e, *Harenin: ((bye))
[09-18:43] a25, *Jihan Aloula : I don't bother with semantics. Whatever you want to call yourself is fine. *she isn't concerned with whats going on around them, as she feels powerful enough to take on just about anything* ((*huggles* later!))
[09-18:44] 62e, *Harenin: I cal myself Harenin and nothing more..... and you?..**his eyes turn to her, making eye contact for once**
[09-18:46] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Jihan. *she returns the gaze, looking mildly amused*
[09-18:48] 62e, *Harenin: Ahh... Jihan... so.... you have a semi Idea of what I am.... and what of you?
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[09-18:50] 173, *Robot Devil: *peers*
[09-18:50] a25, *Jihan Aloula : An Ifreet, the embodyment of destructive chaos and mistress of fire.
[09-18:51] 62e, *Harenin: Choas and Fire Eh?..... Sounds... fun**he grins a bit**
[09-18:51] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((*Waves for you to join us*))
[09-18:52] a25, *Jihan Aloula : If I didn't have to be so damn cautious it would be.
[09-18:52] 62e, *Harenin: Then yoiu should got out and let loose..... in**he looks her over breifly**Other ways atleast......
[09-18:53] 173, *Robot Devil: *reads his Vampire: The Requiem book* *has mixed feelings about white wolf*
[09-18:54] 62e, *Harenin: ((yeah.. interesting Aint it.... makes you want gehanah to happen again to all the new breads))
[09-18:56] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((Whats differs between Requiem and what's gone on before it?)) Oh, believe me I do. I'm long lived enough to know all the ways to keep myself entertained while remaining below the threshold for the powers that be to come after me.
[09-18:58] 62e, *Harenin: Aye. than maybe we could be alike...... but probly not...**he grins a bit**
[09-18:59] 62e, *Harenin: ((requiem is basicly Gehana never happened. New CLans Arise and new powers.. jsut some of the clans make you wonder))
[09-19:00] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((Whats Gehana in WW and makes you wonder what?)) Alike in what way?
[09-19:01] 62e, *Harenin: I have let out and remain uder people who would like me dead... The Camarila.... **he sighs, ordering another double JD**
[09-19:03] 62e, *Harenin: ((gehana is the Rising of Caine, the orgianl Vampire, and god preforming the 40 days and 40 nights of wormwood, like Noah and stuff))
[09-19:04] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *the word rings a bell with her* Oh? Are there any ghuls out there that the Camarila DOESN'T want dead?
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[09-19:06] 62e, *Harenin: Kinda... Cuased some problems with them and all.. I belong to the Anarchs. We beleive the Cam is running a pryimid screchem where only the top dog will benift..... Fuckers...**he growls lowly**
[09-19:07] 62e, *Harenin: ((**licks the Kity**))
[09-19:07] a25, *Jihan Aloula : And this differs from anything else in the world how?
[09-19:08] aa7, ºKitty: *purrs.*
[09-19:09] 62e, *Harenin: It doesnt... that the reason some people should die......and others become the undead...
[09-19:12] a25, *Jihan Aloula : I don't follow
[09-19:12] 62e, *Harenin : **he laughs**Youdont need to..... thats the point**he downs his shot**
[09-19:13] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Whatever. *she sips her own*
[09-19:15] 62e, *Harenin : So... what brang you to LA?...
[09-19:15] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Enough vice and graft to keep my family occupied and employed.
[09-19:16] 62e, *Harenin : family?**he archs a brow**There are more of your kind here?
[09-19:17] a25, *Jihan Aloula : Not my kind. Like cousins.
[09-19:18] 62e, *Harenin : Ahhh... I see.. I guess...**he sucks a bit on his teeth, savoring the last bit of JD that remained there**
[09-19:20] a25, *Jihan Aloula : You guess?
[09-19:22] 62e, *Harenin : Never really know to much.... Not the brightest crayon in the box if you know what I mean....
[09-19:23] a25, *Jihan Aloula : I picked that up...
[09-19:24] 62e, *Harenin : ,......**he looks to her. He can call himself slow... but others**mhea.....**he stands**Need to head out.. nice... meating yeah**he walks out and dissapears into the night**
[09-19:24] aa7, ºKitty: *wonders who to fuck and kill............. hmm.. ponder ponder*
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[09-19:26] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((*raises hand!*))
[09-19:27] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *Jihan sips her drink, not minding a bit that she probably pissed the poor vampire off*
[09-19:27] aa7, ºKitty: *snickers* heh cute....... brb
[09-19:33] 226, ºLAMadame: (*lurkage*)
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[09-19:34] dd2, *Sacha : (anyone in here?)
[09-19:34] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *cuddlies LAMadame*
[09-19:34] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((*yanks in anyone he can*))
[09-19:37] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((two entrances and still can't get players?))
[09-19:39] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((*pokes Sacha*))
[09-19:40] 226, ºLAMadame: (*cuddlies Cookie* Sorry, I`m still busy. Give me half an hour and I should be free to fuck/kill/maul/or drink with anyone you want! *misses her Lollipop badly*)
[09-19:40] aa7, ºKitty: *sigh*
[09-19:42] 173, ºmoth: *Pets Kitty.*
[09-19:43] aa7, ºKitty: *purrs and arches to moths petting*
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[09-19:48] aa7, ºKitty: *waves to devil*
[09-19:53] 173, *Robot Devil: *waves back*
[09-19:59] aa7, ºKitty: =^.^=
[09-20:14] aa7, ºKitty: *Wavels to all as she is going to go stare at the ceiling for a while.*
[09-20:19] a35, *Zaron: Hello
[09-20:22] a35, *Zaron: Again, no one seems to be here
[09-20:24] a35, *Zaron: Or atleast, no one chatting
[09-20:32] a25, *Jihan Aloula : I've returned!
[09-20:46] a35, *Zaron: Welcome back
[09-20:53] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ^_^
[09-20:54] 226, ºLAMadame: *coughs*
[09-20:56] a35, *Zaron: ((*sneezes*
[09-21:02] 226, ºLAMadame: *offers a tissue*
[09-21:07] a35, *Zaron: Thanks
[09-21:14] 226, ºLAMadame: Welcome!
[09-21:17] a35, *Zaron: So, anyone else bored?
[09-21:18] 226, ºLAMadame: Eph. If I didn`t need sleep so badly, I`d play with you.
[09-21:21] a35, *Zaron: Ok
[09-21:22] a35, *Zaron: It's cool
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[09-21:24] aa7, *Caine Lupas: I am sooooooo bored
[09-21:29] a35, *Zaron: Ditto
[09-21:29] aa7, *Caine Lupas: 'ello
[09-21:32] aa7, *Caine Lupas: I want to Rp but the mood hasn't hit me yet.
[09-21:33] a35, *Zaron: I want to RP, but there was no one here every time I was in
[09-21:33] a35, *Zaron: *Pokes around for a kitty in the shadows*
[09-21:34] 226, ºLAMadame: *flomps caine* YOU BASTARD! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN! *mauls and loves*
[09-21:36] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *helps poke for other lurkers and rolls tickling and smothering loves on Manda*I was out of town for a week
[09-21:37] 226, ºLAMadame: Melph! How was the trip? Good I hope? *slathers kisses on her guy* Missed ya.
[09-21:38] aa7, *Caine Lupas: For the most part, the gf an' her mom fought most of the time and I got brought into the main of it.
[09-21:38] 226, ºLAMadame: Wow ... sounds like my hubby and his mother. How not suprising!
[09-21:38] aa7, *Caine Lupas: Missed you to babe. I was in last night hoping you were on
[09-21:39] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *pokes Zaron*Still there
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[09-21:40] a35, *Zaron: Still here
[09-21:41] 226, ºLAMadame: Oh, psh. Man. With all the shit going on here at the house, it`s not been worth it.
[09-21:42] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *nods an' goes to pick out his skin*
[09-21:44] 226, ºLAMadame: Choose and post first, Caine babe. I won`t be on much longer. Tired.
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[09-21:52] 09c, *Caine Lupas: Okay I got booted
[09-21:54] 09c, *Promethius Kushiel: *In his wolven form he trots into town from the outskirts not headed to any point inperticular*
[09-21:55] 226, ºLAMadame: (Actually, I can`t! The babe just woke up. Bye you! I`ll try gain tomorrow! *hugs and ravages* Night!)
[09-21:56] 09c, *Promethius Kushiel: (night hun*hugs an' licks all over*)
[09-22:00] 09c, *Promethius Kushiel: *moving through the city he allows the glowing irredessent green crystal guide him not knowing to hwho it leads him to. He stops in an alley to shift form and put on the clothes he stashed the night be for*(zaron?)
[09-22:01] a35, *Zaron : * Sits inside the bar, smoking a cigar and watching the other people in it.*
[09-22:06] 09c, *Promethius Kushiel : *knowing that some of his family are in this city he isn't sure where the crystal will take him. Being a few blocks from the BtD he walks there desiding it's time for a drink,and upon steping into the bar he cast a glance around the room and moves to the bar*
[09-22:08] a35, *Zaron : * Glances over his shoulder at the new person. Watches him as he heads towards the bar.*
[09-22:11] 09c, *Promethius Kushiel : *taking a seat a stool down from Zaron he orders a doubble Gin'n'Tonic,half watching zaron as he does so. The crystal abruptly ceases to glow as others enter the bar and he nods to zaron*
[09-22:14] a35, *Zaron : * Nods back to Promethius. Orders himself a Bloody Mary.*
[09-22:22] a35, *Zaron : Evening
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[09-22:37] 09c, *Caine Lupas: Sorry man but I gotta reboot the comp. I keep getting booted from AOL
[09-22:41] a35, *Zaron : ((It's ok))
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[09-23:41] 325, Zarr Darkhaven: (hmm... )
[09-23:42] 325, Zarr Darkhaven: (much better)
[09-23:42] a35, *Zaron : ((hello))
[09-23:42] 325, Zarr Darkhaven: (( hello to you))
[09-23:43] a35, *Zaron : ((How be thee)
[09-23:43] 325, Zarr Darkhaven: (( well, and you?))
[09-23:44] a35, *Zaron : (Pretty damn good. Bored, but good.))
[09-23:45] 325, Zarr Darkhaven: (( im pretty bored too. just came in to see who was around
[09-23:45] 325, Zarr Darkhaven: ))
[09-23:47] 325, Zarr Darkhaven: www.succubus.com
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[10-16:30] af1, ºLAMadame: *lurkities*
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[10-17:12] af1, ºLAMadame: *lurk, lurk, lurk*
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[10-17:13] 173, *Robot Devil: *kicks comp and um.... lurk lurk*
[10-17:14] af1, ºLAMadame: *gomps RD, chews on his hair intently*
[10-17:17] 173, ºmoth: *Peers.*
[10-17:18] af1, ºLAMadame: *glomps moth, lovin`s*
[10-17:18] 173, *Robot Devil: Damn color... *dies from having his hair pulled out*
[10-17:19] 173, ºmoth: *Glomped - loves back.*
[10-17:20] af1, ºLAMadame: Gah! *sews hair back on, with pain killers ... and revives! ... all while keepin` the love going with the Moth*
[10-17:22] aa7, ºKitty: oh.. heh I missed out on some talk.. : P bleh
[10-17:24] af1, ºLAMadame: *nuzzlies the Kitty, pet pet*
[10-17:24] aa7, ºKitty: 8purrrrr*
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[10-17:29] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: *test*
[10-17:31] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: o pretty!!)
[10-17:31] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: (*Ponders.*)
[10-17:33] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: (*drags Moth in* Puh-lease come play with us, puh-lease? Or I can always bring another character in and two-time it.)
[10-17:33] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: heh.. I remember that char.. thats an interesting one moth.. you.. play him good ^^)
[10-17:34] 173, ºmoth: (How could you forget him? *Evil grin.*)
[10-17:35] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: (How could you forget him? *Evil grin.*)
[10-17:35] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: heh yeah really)
[10-17:36] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: *clad in the picture, likely looking the antithesis of her Master and companion, Riak. Slap a thick, black leather collar around her neck, with a lead trailing to Riak`s hand, and the picture is complete. She walks an appropriate two paces behind him, head lowered, though her eyes wander freely as they walk, headed to none other than Reality, where she first found him - or found Jason, possessing Riak*
[10-17:40] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: *He occasionally tugs the lead, he walks proud, dominating, looking like in his picture, pretty hair, pretty face, nice leather jacket on his lithe form, along with fitting jeans.*
[10-17:44] af1, ºLucy Belveaux 
: *she doesn`t stumble when he tugs her leash, not one bit. She`s too trained, too perfect a slave - at least in public, where she keeps her defiance to herself - to stumble. Always tense with readiness, to accomidate any whim he may have. She was made to submit, with quick healing flesh and a tolerance level that would scare any normal Master, and probably most average slaves. She follows him into the club, wondering why in the hell he brought her here, of all places. But as they enter, she realizes. Apparently, Reality has bondage nights. She tenses with revulsion - never one to have been shared, nor will she start. Kushiel chooses her Masters for a reason, not for her to be passed around like a common concubine. She had he Gift*
[10-17:47] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: *He stopped and pulled her beside him once they were in, and gave her a side glance.* don't embarress me in anyway, have you got that? *He asked, it was a command though. of course.. what else would it be.*
[10-17:51] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: (*..considers causing a bit of trouble.*)
[10-17:52] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: (hmm ^^ *whimper*)
[10-17:52] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : *eyes raise in silent ackowledgement of his command, as she wasn`t told to speak in return, lowering her lashes intentionally once, "Yes". Sable eyes lift briefly to take in the scene - bodies of lesser slaves slung on all manner of equipment, aquainted Masters taking turns at inflicting their doom. She wonders if she is meant for this, this repulsive sharing, or if she might be here to show these underlings a thing or two about submission*
[10-17:52] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (*encourages* Yes, do!)
[10-17:58] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: *He growls low, hes not here to share her, fuck no. But hes here to show her off, he wouldn't let anyone touch her, unless he really deemed them right... Soe he moved her along to the bar, and ordered what she liked..... for once.. and ordering himself a screw driver.*
[10-18:02] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : *she thanks him with a silent curtsey, snatching up the straight whiskey and sipping it lightly - not a chance she`ll be intoxicated if she`s asked to perform. Looking up at him, she reaches to touch the side of his face with her forefinger, their silent communication for, "May I speak?"*
[10-18:03] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: *He gives a short nod, nothing more than that, his ice eyes on her face, cold, for such a pretty looking thing.*
[10-18:05] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : Do you plan on demonstrating me, to these excuses for slaves? Pardon me, but I can hardly believe you`ve brought me to some place like this. I have a right to be arrogant, and to be disgusted. This is beneath my calibur. *sable eyes are bright, locked on his face, expression stern and unforgiving - silently communicating that should he breech her own standards, there will be consequences from her, one way or another*
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[10-18:09] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield: *He leans back and laughs, he just laughs, drawing a few stares from some, which that stops them form what they were doing, after a moment he calms.* my dear.. you are the brightest slave here.. look at them.. do you think I'd bring you here to be shared to unworthies like these?* he says it loudly enough for quite a few close by to hear.* they need to be taught.. and from my property they shall know....
[10-18:09] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (*huggles Zar* Evenin`)
[10-18:09] a35, *Zaron : ((* Huggles back* Evening))
[10-18:11] a35, *Zaron: ((* Contemplates going IC*))
[10-18:12] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : *she nods, smiling in silent approval. Excitement stirs, and the faint beat of Kushiel`s wings stirrs in her mind, alerting her to his presence. She wonders how far he will allow it to go tonight, to make Himself felt in this place, to these people. She sips once more on her Jack, before pushing it aside. She gazes at him with pleading eyes now, begging for him to begin, to play her as she deserves and desires*
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[10-18:15] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield : *He grins at her....* I'll give you the choice.. do you want the stage
[10-18:19] 173, ºShade: *And who should be watching the two of them as this interaction would take place, but the one man in the club who knew what it truly was to be a slave - a slave to his own sick desires that he could scarcely contain much of the time, often afraid of the beast that lurked in the depths of his mind - but then, there is another part of him that cannot help but embrace the darkness that brews within him, although he cannot help but feel that he loses some piece of himself with each bloody rampage, but what was he to do? He had been born a child of evil, and no matter how his humanity struggled to free him, there was no escaping the imminent escape of the tendencies that he could only hope to contain, even as he longs to release them upon the pitiful humans that surround him from day to day - to shred there flesh, to hear them scream - it was an art form unlike any other, and he was the innovator, the genius, the most exquisite artist this world has ever known; or so, that was what he thought. If only the human flesh was not so weak, if only the human body were not so frail - then he could truly reach his true potential, but as it was, these ‘softies’ gave him little satisfaction. A wave of his hand in the direction of the slave and her master with a few muttered words more than enough to send her another of whatever it was she was drinking, the intention to draw her attention, and perhaps that of her master, to man who sat alone in the corner, clad only in a modest, gray suit - that, despite seeming average in such a setting, held a power all its own, adding to the frightening aura that clearly hovered about him - his eyes those of an artist, his gaze holding an intense passion, the visions of his minds eye reflected in the keen blue orbs - oh, he had noticed just how obedient this one was, certainly of a class all her own in the company of pretenders, but she was with someone - not that that couldn‘t be remedied with but a word on his part.*
[10-18:19] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: *And who should be watching the two of them as this interaction would take place, but the one man in the club who knew what it truly was to be a slave - a slave to his own sick desires that he could scarcely contain much of the time, often afraid of the beast that lurked in the depths of his mind - but then, there is another part of him that cannot help but embrace the darkness that brews within him, although he cannot help but feel that he loses some piece of himself with each bloody rampage, but what was he to do? He had been born a child of evil, and no matter how his humanity struggled to free him, there was no escaping the imminent escape of the tendencies that he could only hope to contain, even as he longs to release them upon the pitiful humans that surround him from day to day - to shred there flesh, to hear them scream - it was an art form unlike any other, and he was the innovator, the genius, the most exquisite artist this world has ever known; or so, that was what he thought. If only the human flesh was not so weak, if only the human body were not so frail - then he could truly reach his true potential, but as it was, these ‘softies’ gave him little satisfaction. A wave of his hand in the direction of the slave and her master with a few muttered words more than enough to send her another of whatever it was she was drinking, the intention to draw her attention, and perhaps that of her master, to man who sat alone in the corner, clad only in a modest, gray suit - that, despite seeming average in such a setting, held a power all its own, adding to the frightening aura that clearly hovered about him - his eyes those of an artist, his gaze holding an intense passion, the visions of his minds eye reflected in the keen blue orbs - oh, he had noticed just how obedient this one was, certainly of a class all her own in the company of pretenders, but she was with someone - not that that couldn‘t be remedied with but a word on his part.*
[10-18:22] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield : (whoa.. long post)
[10-18:22] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : *she slides in one graceful, practiced from childhood movement to her knees and into the abayant bow, arms extended before her, nose touching the concrete floor just before Riak`s boots. She`s shivering with her desire, with her need to feel the lash, the blade, feel her blood on her skin. Her yearning is intense, lashing from her form in almost-palpable waves* Please, Master, please ... give me the stage. *her voice is barely a whisper, but she`s quite sure her actions speak louder*
[10-18:23] aa7, *Riak Hosenfield : brb)
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[10-18:25] 325, *Harenin: **peeks**
[10-18:26] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (*alterts that Moth should be returning in about 20 minutes or so*)
[10-18:27] a35, *Zaron : * Stands in his bathroom, looking in the mirror. He does nothing else but stare. Staring at the fact that he will never see himself there. Staring at the knowledge that anywhere he went, whatever he did, security could not see it through the eyes of a camera. If a fly were in the room, were it to go past the hair dryer on it's hanger, it would feel the blast of hot air against it, but hear the noise. He smiles at this fact also. Smiles knowing that he is, in a sense, both a perfect soilder, and a perfect weapon. Suddenly, the silence stops as he walks out the door, leaving the hair dryer on. He heads towards his personal fridge and pulls out a pint, quickly opening it and gulping it down. He thinks to himself how much he misses the "Hunt". How me misses a decent fight, a challange. Then again, that was the real reason behind this little project, wasn't it? To bring in "business.*
[10-18:27] a35, *Zaron : ((Ello Kev))
[10-18:29] 325, *Harenin: ((word ED))
[10-18:34] a35, *Zaron : * Once he finishes with his breakfest, he walks over towards his "Dojo". He opens the door and gracefully walks in. Slowly makes his way towards a wooden chest near the door to his tea room.*
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[10-18:38] 325, *Harenin: **he roams along the streets, surprised he is yet noticed here. Then again, he has been on his best behavior in a long while. He pauses a second, sniffing the air. He grins a bit to himself**mmmm... ass....**he resumes walking this time twards Zarons area**
[10-18:41] a35, *Zaron : * He kneels before it and slowly opens it. Smiles to himself as he pulls out a crossbow, a blow gun, his Wakasashi. Inside the chest are a few other weapons, various guns, collaspible bows, ect. He closes the chest, and picks up what he took out. Walks out of his "dojo" and heads towards his room.*
[10-18:41] af1, Riak Hosenfeld: *He seems so amused, and rather proud of this action of hers. and he smiles.. tugging her leash for her to stand.* fine.. the stage it is then pretty one..
[10-18:44] 325, *Harenin: **he stands outside of Zarons house, far enough to stay outa the range of cameras and alarms. He watchs the movemnt of his securtiy for a breif minute before he merges into the ground, his enity moving to Zarons house**
[10-18:45] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : *she rises obediently and even before he finishes speaking, fallowing him the customary two paces behind, though her eagerness is clear. As they go, she sheds her shirt, revealing her black leather bra that he likes so much, and she wears undies to match, of course, but she waits until she`s on stage with him to shed her pants. As soon as she is as bare as she`ll allow herself in such a place, she returns to her abayant position, trembling with her glee and desire. Her head turns even in that position, sable eyes seeking in the crowd Marcus`s form. He did not go unnoticed by her - the Haze that overcomes when Kushiel is at his strongest, when the pain is at it`s highest, when her attention is needed to something, overwhelmed her the moment she set eyes on him. Oh, yes. She knows he is there, and yes, is pulled to him strongly, terribly strongly*
[10-18:45] a35, *Zaron : ((* Lives in a penthouse on the roof of an appartment building*))
[10-18:46] 325, *Harenin: ((he is coming in from underneath and will reach you eventualy.. no worries..))
[10-18:51] af1, Riak Hosenfeld: *And suddenly ... he has a page. And has to go. He gives her a quick short kiss goodbye and runs off ..*
[10-18:53] a35, *Zaron : * He comes to a metal chest and kneels down infront of it. Opens it and looks at all the various explosives*
[10-18:54] 325, *Harenin: **he breaks though the walls in the lower laudry room. His grins, looking about and no one is in sude of him. He nods as his body defuses into a green myst that slowly rolls up to the top floor were he reassembles outside of Zarons Penthouse.**Knock Knock....
[10-18:55] a35, *Zaron : * Stands and grabs a couple of flash grandades. Yes, is paranoid.* Come in * Throwing them at the front door as he says this.*
[10-18:55] 325, *Harenin: *sight=sude
[10-18:56] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : *she sighs, and slumps off the stage and back to the bar. She remains there, drinking a double Jack very, very slowly, after redressing herself. Player waits for Moth to return with Marcus*
[10-18:57] 325, *Harenin: **he grins, flesh of marble active as he smells the powder within the gernades. He pauses as the gernades go off, then he opens the door**Please... I aint here to kill yeah....**he looks to the now used grenade, then back to him with a grin**And I aint a noviced...
[10-18:58] a35, *Zaron : Then what cha here for?
[10-19:00] 325, *Harenin: hrmm... I smelled something that could be of use....**he grins, walking over to a chair and sitting, kicking up his feet on the table. Slight mud falls from his boats on the table top**So I bring an offer...
[10-19:03] a35, *Zaron : * Raises an eyebrow at the mud covered boots.* What do you offer?
[10-19:04] 325, *Harenin: So want to know the amount before the job..**he laughs**over 2 thousand years and your clan is the same...... **he sets his feet down**I have enough money to make it worth your while... but its what comes of the job the matters the most
[10-19:05] a35, *Zaron : I want to know about the job first
[10-19:06] 325, *Harenin: I want the Cammerila outa my City. LA was the Anarchs and shall remain that way. I dont want to Pyrmid Shyming, power hoarding princess walking here thinking she owns this place.....**he takes a long pause, leaning back in the Chair**I want you to help me take her out when she shows up...
[10-19:07] a35, *Zaron : Who's her allies?
[10-19:07] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (*eyes Kev* Har`s city? *brow* Yeah, Zarshreiy`d have a thing or two to say to him. *snicker*)
[10-19:09] 325, *Harenin: No idea.. but Im sure you can find that out....((hey.. ... Im talking in respect to the Anarchs, in which really own the city in WoD. heh... Ohh... check out the Silver Raven Inn and watch what Shalmatone does.... has to be the cheesiest char I have ever seen))
[10-19:11] a35, *Zaron : Ya got a number I could reach ya at? I could start gathering atleast one other ally to help ya.
[10-19:12] 325, *Harenin: No... I prefer not to be in contact with the real world and such........**he laughs a bit to himself**You dont even know her name.. do you...
[10-19:12] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (I hate Shar, because it`s just Dasfadae`s player. I loaaathe, I loathe!)
[10-19:12] a35, *Zaron : I don't keep in politics here
[10-19:13] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (Kev, he`s just trying to score ass.)
[10-19:15] 325, *Harenin: ((lol... I love it though.. he is so bad....))
[10-19:15] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (Agreed.)
[10-19:17] 325, *Harenin: Her name is Elisa Bradock...... Be carefull.. She is tremere
[10-19:17] 325, *Harenin: ((Which one are you?))
[10-19:19] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (I`m not playing in SRI right now, just watching.)
[10-19:20] 325, *Harenin: ((Ahh.. same here... I dipped outa while ago... Charisma is a 5th gen Malk.....so yeah.. the chedder in that room is horrible))
[10-19:20] a35, *Zaron : * Nods.* I'll be careful, gotta figure out how to take her and her allies down.
[10-19:22] 325, *Harenin: You do that... just... get as much help as you can...**he stands**I must be off**he steps to the door, looking back at the grenades again, laughing**Be nicer to you next company.. they might not be as smart**he walks, taking the evelator down**
[10-19:24] a35, *Zaron : ((gtg)) * Nods and closes the door. He walks back to his room and begins certain preperations*
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[10-19:26] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (*Is all alone ... longs for Moth`s return!*)
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[10-19:51] a35, *Zaron : ((Back))
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[10-19:58] 91a, *teufle hund: *he walks out of the office building his brief case in hand, he was just finishing a deal with a local company to provide security, his hand guns are under his arms per usual*
[10-19:58] a35, *Zaron : * Sits on his bed, contemplating the offer he had just gotten earlier. He smiles softly to himself, knowing that this is excactly what he wants. What he was waiting for.*
[10-20:01] a35, *Zaron : ((* Tries to poke a Kitty if she is here*))
[10-20:02] a35, *Zaron : * Grabs his cell phone and opens it. Begins to look through his contact list.*
[10-20:02] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (She`s not, sadly! *mourns*)
[10-20:03] a35, *Zaron : ((Aww))
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[10-20:07] bbb, *Amadeus Puck: ((*tackles Zaron*))
[10-20:07] a35, *Zaron : * Closes it and stands. Puts the weapons he grabbed earlier and places them in slots in his trench. Leans down and grabs a few flash bags and smoke bombs out of the chest. Closes the chest and starts to walk towards the door.* ((*Is tackled*))
[10-20:07] bbb, *Raine Craven : *is walking the streets, list in hand, scratching his head, very displeased with his manager* I'll fucking kill him.. I tell you I fucking will
[10-20:08] bbb, *Amadeus Puck: *is in her apartment, doing her homework, sighing softly**she looks at her watch, it was late. Another sigh as she ran her hand through her hair* I hate this.. *she muttered*
[10-20:09] a35, *Zaron : * For some reason remembers about the human he's dating. Opens his cell and calls Amadeus*
[10-20:09] bbb, *Amadeus Puck: ((*thwacks picture)) *she grabs the phone as it goes off,answering it shortly after the first ring* hello?
[10-20:09] 91a, *teufle hund: *he sees raine and smirks at his comments*
[10-20:10] a35, *Zaron : Hello
[10-20:10] a35, *Zaron : Sorry I haven't called in a few days
[10-20:11] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : Hey. *she smiles drumming her pen on her book* It's ok. I haven't been home.
[10-20:11] bbb, *Raine Craven : *looks up at sees Teufel* what do you want? *he snaps, hating being stared at*
[10-20:12] a35, *Zaron : How are you?
[10-20:12] 91a, *teufle hund: *when you get as old as he is you dont wanna deal with punks bad attitude* just enjoyin the entertainment *his accent is heavy*
[10-20:14] bbb, *Raine Craven : Hey.. wanna shoot my manager then? That'll be some fuckin good entertainment *Rips up the list in his hands* he can do it his fucking self
[10-20:14] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : Good.. good.. just started a new semester...what about you? How're you?
[10-20:15] a35, *Zaron : Been busy. Getting things ready for one of my projects
[10-20:15] 91a, *teufle hund: need someone dead? *never overlooks the opertunity to make a buck, handing over a buisness card* Hans VonHaultmann of VonHaultmann Secuirties Enterprizes i might be able to help you
[10-20:17] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : what project? *she curls her fingers in the phone chord*
[10-20:17] bbb, *Raine Craven : *takes his card and looks at him**raises an eyebrow* nah I don't need my manager killed.. but I might need a couplea bodyguards *Shrugs* Or not...
[10-20:17] a35, *Zaron : The cafe
[10-20:19] 91a, *teufle hund: what level protection do you need? my services and those of my men dont come cheap *he puts his hands in his pocket*
[10-20:19] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : oh cool.. right you were telling me about that
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[10-20:21] bbb, *Raine Craven : then fuck it *he tosses the card at him* My group ain't doin so hot here and we're probably headin out of Los angeles soon enough so.. I guess I won't be having your fuckin services
[10-20:21] a35, *Zaron : Yeah...hey, you wanna meet up somewhere?
[10-20:22] 91a, *teufle hund: *he simply shrugs walkin away* then dont blame me when someone pulls a dimebag darell on you *he knows how to bring in customers*
[10-20:25] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : Sure I'd love to *She smiles* where do you wanna meet?
[10-20:26] bbb, *Raine Craven : Hey I'm not as famous as Dimebag... betcha ya ain't even heard of my band! *he follows, looking at him*
[10-20:26] a35, *Zaron : I don't know. Hoping you would have a suggestion
[10-20:27] 91a, *teufle hund: being that i spend most my time in germany id agree, but if you want to be big one day it doesnt hurt to have the muscle to begin with, my services dont just have the big guys in suits, i could provide trained roadies and other jobs
[10-20:28] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : I dunno.... um... how about we meet... at the coffee shop we went to before?
[10-20:28] bbb, *Raine Craven : well how much do you cost then?
[10-20:29] a35, *Zaron : That works. I'll meet you there then?
[10-20:30] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : Yep. I'll be there in a few *she smiled*
[10-20:31] a35, *Zaron : Meet you there. * Smiles and hangs up. Walks out his door, into the elevator, and takes it down to the garage.*
[10-20:32] 91a, *teufle hund: step into my office and we will see if we can work somthing out *he leads him to a local quiet bar, if he follows that is*
[10-20:33] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *gets up, slippinginto her shoes and pulling on a coat, grabbing her wallet and keys and heading out of the apartment**Goes down to the garage and gets into her car*
[10-20:33] bbb, *Raine Craven : *he follows, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking around*
[10-20:34] a35, *Zaron : * Walks out of the elevator and heads towards the McLaren. Pulls out his keys, opens, gets in, closes, starts up the car, and drives out of the garage.*
[10-20:36] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *drives down the street, smiling softly, music playing in her car**she hums to it, pulling up to the cafe*
[10-20:37] 91a, *teufle hund: *he takes a seat in the cornor giving the waitres his order* order what you want my treat
[10-20:38] a35, *Zaron 
: * Heads towards the cafe, the car seeming to glide on air almost. He listens to a trance station.*
[10-20:39] bbb, *Raine Craven : alright uhm... gimmie... a.. glass a whisky... on the rocks
[10-20:40] 91a, *teufle hund: *when the waitress is gone* my company can take over management of your band, he have world wide connections and plenty of capital..... only thing is id need you to sign a 5 year contract minimum so we have a chance to recoup our costs
[10-20:40] a35, *Zaron : * Pulls up infront of the cafe and parks the car. Walks out of it and then closes the door. He looks like he is ready for war on certain levels*
[10-20:42] bbb, *Raine Craven : really? You mean you can give me a fuckin better manager? Fuck yeah 5 years is fine. *he smirks, he's a vampyre... 5 years is nothin*
[10-20:42] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *is sitting in the cafe, waiting for him*
[10-20:43] a35, *Zaron : * Walks inside of the cafe and sees her. Walks towards her, silent as ever, but that's just naturally silent.*
[10-20:44] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (*sneaks in, randomly attacks everyone with love and kisses and, yes, cookies!*)
[10-20:44] 91a, *teufle hund: my dear lad i have been coordinating wars for a VERY long time, i can make your band huge *his sleeve falls down some and raine will see his very old coven tat*
[10-20:45] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *looks up and sees him, smiling and then her look turning to a bit of confusion as she sees he looks ready for war* what's with all that? *she asks when he gets closer*
[10-20:45] bbb, *Raine Craven : *his eyes widen and he smirks, holding out a hand* I had yew pegged wrong there man.. Name's Raine...
[10-20:46] 91a, *teufle hund: *he nods* call me teufle *yes fitting name, he sences that he is not the only blood sucker sittin at that table*
[10-20:47] a35, *Zaron : * Sits down next to her, taking percausions to keep the trench coat from opening.* Another possible project.
[10-20:47] bbb, *Raine Craven : *smirks* Can I call ya devil instead? My german accent sucks. *he drums his fingers on the table*
[10-20:48] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : oh? *she kisses him on the cheek gently* gonna be away for a while then?
[10-20:48] 91a, *teufle hund: *he smirks* so tell me about your band
[10-20:49] a35, *Zaron : * Places a gentle kiss on her forehead.* No, and even if I did accept the new project, I wouldn't have to leave the city.
[10-20:49] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : oh well that sounds easy.. *she smiles* you want anything?
[10-20:50] bbb, *Raine Craven : *Shrugs* five members... all uh.. red water drinkers.. *he smirks, shrugging, knowing it was dumb* kind of a mix really...
[10-20:50] 173, ºmoth: *..wanders back in finally.*
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[10-20:51] af1, ºLucy Belveaux : (*catches Moth up in a big hug* Welcome back!)
[10-20:51] a35, *Zaron : Nah, already had a drink while at home. How about you? You getting anything?
[10-20:52] 91a, *teufle hund: *he chuckles* ahh you youngins dont even try to hide it anymore do you *he tips his hand that he knows raine is a vamp*
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[10-20:53] 173, *Robot Devil: *follows in after his brother*
[10-20:54] 173, ºmoth: TY. *Hugs.* I didn't know the two of you were going to stop for me, I hadn't intended to make you and Kitty pause.
[10-20:55] bbb, *Raine Craven : *shrugs and chuckles* Seems to turn some chicks on
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[10-20:56] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : ((*snuggles mothy)) *she shrugs slowly* yeah.. I think I'm going to get a muffin... I need some study food
[10-20:56] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: (Oh, she had to go. She was having some home-troubles. )
[10-20:56] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: (She said she was cool if you and I wanted to keep playing when you got back.)
[10-20:57] 91a, *teufle hund: are all of you? *he smirks as he takes some notes*
[10-20:57] a35, *Zaron : So, you want to go anywhere else besides here?
[10-21:01] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *nods* yep. *he shrugged* can't be anything else but
[10-21:01] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : sure.. *she smiled* wanna show me your place?
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[10-21:01] bbb, *Raine Craven : *nods* yup *smirks, running his hands behind his head* can't be anything else but
[10-21:01] 173, ºmoth: *..snuggles Puck.*
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[10-21:03] 91a, *teufle hund: that makes things easier *he hands over a paper with some addresses and numbers on it, the drinks come* call this person and tell them you need 5 first class tickest to frankfurt, we'll hash out the details there *he takes a swig of his beer*
[10-21:04] bbb, *Raine Craven : Frankfurt? I'm gonna need six.. got a chick I want to bring with me man
[10-21:04] a35, *Zaron : Sure, that works. Gotta warn you though, it's a bit messy still
[10-21:05] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs* maybe I can help you clean up a bit
[10-21:06] a35, *Zaron : * Raises an eyebrow.* You don't have to help. We could just hang out there if you want
[10-21:06] 91a, *teufle hund: who is this....chick...*he still has issues with modern terminology*
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[10-21:07] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : sure *she smiles and shrugs* I'd love to do anything really
[10-21:08] MSG: Lucy Belveaux sent a message to Moth.
[10-21:08] bbb, *Raine Craven : kinda my girlfriend.. *he looks at him with a shrug* kinda not
[10-21:08] 91a, *teufle hund: *he raises his eye brow* is she of us?
[10-21:09] a35, *Zaron : Alright then * smiles.* Just tell me when you are ready
[10-21:10] bbb, *Raine Craven : No.. *he picks at his nails*
[10-21:10] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she smirks, the lady putting the muffin down in front of her in a bag and she paying her* ready *she smiles*
[10-21:11] a35, *Zaron : Alright.* Stands.* So, your car? My car? You wanna follow?
[10-21:11] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : I'll follow.. makes it easier I guess *she smiles*
[10-21:12] a35, *Zaron : Ok. * Walks out the cafe and heads towards his car.*
[10-21:14] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *heads towards her own car and gets into it*
[10-21:15] a35, *Zaron : * Gets into his car and starts it up. Starts driving towards his place.*
[10-21:15] 91a, *teufle hund: *he thinks then sighs* ok make it six but be careful most of my negotiators are, and they will drink of anyone
[10-21:16] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: *All throughout the evening he had been watching Lucy from afar, taking in her every movement, her every action with the measured intensity so common among those who hold true vision, insight into the magnificent, never having moved from his place at the bar even as she’d made her way to the stage, but there was no doubt that he had noticed the manner in which she had shuddered with anticipation during the brief instant that she had spent on the stage - his own glee having peaked at that point as well, but alas, her “Master” - if you could even call him that - was clearly lacking, as he could think of few things more important than the task he had given up; his own disgust at the actions of the man having risen to such a peak that he had feared he might vomit as he saw the bastard start for the door, but he had managed to control himself through a mere act of will - his gaze even now drifting to Lucy from time to time however, making no effort to conceal his interests whatsoever.*
[10-21:17] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *follows him easily, keeping a good eye on him and her driving*
[10-21:17] bbb, *Raine Craven : as long as they don't kill her they can drink from her if they want *he shrugs*
[10-21:18] a35, *Zaron : * Pulls into the garage and gets out. Waits for her to park.*
[10-21:21] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *pulls up behind him and parks the vehicle, getting out of it*
[10-21:21] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: *she lifts her sullen head, at last ackowledging Marcus`s clear intentions. She has felt his gaze for some time, but her dutiful nature has kept her from returning his admirations, though the need to crawl to him and bow has been gnawing at her instincts for some time. Her eyes are large, and darkly sable, the left marked with a scarlet mote, the mark of her God, the sign of her Gift. They beckon Marcus silently, begging that he come nearer to her, an unrestrained shudder of deviant desire coursing her flesh as her gaze lingers on him. Her lips part, just faintly, a hungry breath trickling slowly between them*
[10-21:21] a35, *Zaron : * Looks at her and smiles. Walks towards the elevator and gets in.*
[10-21:22] 91a, *teufle hund: you two must not be close if you would permit that *to older vamps drinkin of a woman was almost tanamount to a sexual act if you didnt kill her afterwards*
[10-21:23] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she smiles, jogging up to him and wrapping an arm around his* ((brb))
[10-21:23] bbb, *Raine Craven : *he smirks* if you knew what else I did to her then you'd know why I don't care *he stretched back and shrugged, putting his hands behind his head*(Brb)
[10-21:23] a35, *Zaron : ((*Waits*))
[10-21:24] 91a, *teufle hund: *he raises and eyebrow* ahhh i see
[10-21:30] bbb, *Raine Craven : yeah *he grins, feeling rather proud of himself
[10-21:30] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : ((back))
[10-21:32] a35, *Zaron : * Presses the button to go up to his penthouse. When the elevator finally stops, he walks out into a small hallway, naturally colored, and modestly decorated.*
[10-21:33] 91a, *teufle hund: how long you been around? *takes more of his beer, cant really discuss more of the deal till there is an official meeting*
[10-21:35] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she smiles, looking around* very nice so far... you sure it's a mess? *she smirks*
[10-21:37] a35, *Zaron : Wait until you get inside. *Opens the door, and it looks like, quite literally, two minor granades exploded just outside the door.*
[10-21:38] bbb, *Raine Craven : bout... 70 years.. rough... *shrugs slowly* it's really not all that long.. hopin I'll leave to see a few centuries.. *takes a swig of his whisky*
[10-21:39] 91a, *teufle hund: trust me its not all that grand *he laughts hes 1100*
[10-21:39] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: *A mere moment would come to pass before she would find that he had turned those minor admirations into something nothing short of a sort of fascination with the creature that had been abandoned, the woman apparently meant to wander into his grasp, or was it the other way around? He couldn’t say which, but the beast contained inside the body of the man was certainly roused when she began to return the attentions that he had all but showered upon her for the last few hours, for she was obviously a creature not unlike him - a child of the revolution, a woman more than capable of seeing what went on here as more than a game - of capturing the beauty behind the beautiful bloodletting for which he was so attached; a shudder running through him quite clearly as he would down the rest of his cocktail - though, the alcohol would do little to quell the nearly maniacal whispers which penetrated his mind from somewhere much deeper within him, the voice urging him forward, giving him the strength that he would have otherwise lacked - the strength to make his visions a reality. It being this driving force that would cause him to rise from the stool on which he had sat, and start towards the object of his desire, disappearing into the crowd only for a moment before seeming to simply appear once more, emerging not too far from her, and starting slowly forward - each step causing the monster behind the man to cackle with delight, for there was something different about her, it could feel it!*
[10-21:40] bbb, *Raine Craven : well how old are you then? *he looks at him, folding his arms across his chest*
[10-21:40] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she laughs, covering her mouth so she doesn't laugh any louder* You live in that? *she smirks* aw honey... I need to clean that
[10-21:42] a35, *Zaron : That was from earlier.* And as she walks towards where the Anarch was earlier, she can see muddy boot prints on the ground leading towards it.* I had someone pay me a visit offering a job. * Walks in behind her and closes the door. Opens his trench coat, exposing the sword, gun, cross bow, blow gun, explosives.*
[10-21:43] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : ah... *looks at him all covered in weaponry* wow... that's.. a lot... Zaron..
[10-21:43] 91a, *teufle hund: 1100 *he laughts* ::fade::
[10-21:44] a35, *Zaron : * Nods, walking towards his room and the chest in there to put the explosives back in their chest.* I know. I did tell you I am a vampire, did I not?
[10-21:45] bbb, *Raine Craven : **fade**
[10-21:45] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : yes you told me you're a vampire but you ddin't tell me you were a man for hire
[10-21:46] a35, *Zaron : I could have sworn I did. I mean, I did tell you about my involvement in both Great Wars, right?
[10-21:47] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: *at his first step towards her, the throbbing beat of Kushiel`s wings flared in her mind, the Haze sprawling from the mote in her eye to halo her vision. Breath caught in the the hollow of her clenched throat, entire form tensing as one as he nears, heart racing to the beat of the God`s wings. What was this, the swoon of the God`s guiding hand before the kiss of pain? This ... had never happened. She stares as he approaches, her desire to bleed, to scream, to submit without protest, with complete joy jumping inside of her, flaring like a suddenly-lit pocket of gas. Fingers curl around her glass, knuckles white, back rigid*
[10-21:47] a35, *Zaron : Regardless. I am not technically a man for hire. Rather, a connosuer of the skill of expertly killing someone in one blow. At times though, I got hired to help out using peaceful means
[10-21:48] a35, *Zaron : * Walks back towards the living room. Looks at her.* Does this suddenly change whom I am?
[10-21:54] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs* You did tell me about the great wars and no dear *she follows him, walking up to him and gently running her hand around his waist* this doesn't change at all who you are
[10-21:57] a35, *Zaron : * Smiles at her softly.* Well, I am sorry I did not, and I am happy it does not. * Wraps an arm around her waist.*
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[10-22:01] MSG: Amadeus Puck sent a message to Lucy Belveaux.
[10-22:01] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she smiles and leans up, kissing him softly* It just makes me worry about you're safety a bit more but... you've lived this long right?
[10-22:02] MSG: Lucy Belveaux sent a message to Amadeus Puck.
[10-22:03] a35, *Zaron : * Kisses her back.* Lived this long, been doing this job since I was "created".
[10-22:04] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: *In spite of the forces that rage in the depths of his mind, he would continue towards her with the same slow gait that he had shown through the duration of his journey towards the place at the bar where she sat - the measured movements nothing short of painful, what with the bane pressing upon the almost nonexistent restrictions that held his more base desires at bay, his jaw tensing as he would take the last step before coming to stand no more than a foot from the woman who had taken such an important role in his mind so suddenly; not that he wasn’t used to such things by now, for she wasn’t the first human who was to be the one, the perfect subject, but she could very well be the last (at least, for a week, as he does tend to get bored quickly), despite the fact that he isn’t yet aware of this fact - Making the conscious decision to remain standing rather than sit so as to reinforce the power that seems to flow from him in waves - a power that is nothing short of terrifying in the most weak-minded mortals, for one can almost feel the dark intentions he so exudes, and the extents to which he will go to get what he wants.* Do you have a name? *He would ask, though, years of getting what he wanted without question would cause it to seem as much as a demand as a question - raising a single hand from its place at his side to rest firmly against her cheek for a moment, turning her gaze up to meet his; far from timid.*
[10-22:04] MSG: Amadeus Puck sent a message to Lucy Belveaux.
[10-22:05] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *nods slowly* Then I've got nothing to worry about I guess *she smiles, wrapping her arms around his waist gently*
[10-22:05] a35, *Zaron : * Holds her, wrapping his other arm around her. Lifts her up a little bit and smiles.* Nope, you do not.
[10-22:06] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she smiles, wrapping her arms around his shoulders* mm good *she nuzzles his nose*
[10-22:07] a35, *Zaron : * His nose twitches a bit. Spins around once, with her in his arms.* Good?
[10-22:08] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she smiles* yes good *she giggles a bit, running her fingers through his hair* I'm glad to know that you'll be ok
[10-22:09] a35, *Zaron : * Stops spinning and looks at her.* Amadeus....
[10-22:12] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *looks at him* Zaron?
[10-22:14] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: *she wilts at the first sound of his voice, nearly sinking to her knees with the sudden and violent urges lashing inside of her - she may be feeling something like he is, her deepest and most inner desires swelling, burning, thrusting to be released by the rotten, dark flesh of his desires. She yearns to tear her eyes from his, hide her longing behind a waterfall of hair, but she finds all ability to function without his command utterly diminished. Miraculously, and with a silent and grateful prayer to her God, her voice - faint, trembling, but there - squeezes from her tight throat* Lucy Belveaux, my lord. *ah, the sweetness of that last word on her tongue! She has yearned for so long to find someone worthy of such a title from her subserviant lips, prompted by her utter need to please him*
[10-22:15] a35, *Zaron : Just so you know....if I do take this job, it might become very dangerous here in LA. Though I know I shouldn't tell anyone this, I trust you. Feel honored. I care for you, and....
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[10-22:17] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she smiles softly, gently kissing his forehead and nodding slowly* and?
[10-22:20] a35, *Zaron : ....I believe given a bit more time I would have asked you if you wanted to become what I am. Not without testing you first though, but yeah. Now though, I don't want to risk it. I don't want to risk anyone finding out that you would be of my blood should I take this job and fail
[10-22:21] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : Zaron... *she gently ran a hand down his face and looked at him softly* I would gladly become one of your kind no matter what the risks
[10-22:23] a35, *Zaron : * Shakes his head.* You don't understand. If I take this job, I would be going after the highest ranking vampire for a certain society of vampires for the city of Los Angeles
[10-22:24] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: (*eyes Zaron* He`s been hired to take out Elisa? Good luck, man, good luck.)
[10-22:24] a35, *Zaron : (( He hasn't been hired yet. He was offered to take the job))
[10-22:25] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: (Hmph. Hope you don`t mind Zaron dying. Sorry, but props to Dave on this one, he plays her damned well.)
[10-22:25] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : What does it matter if I'm of your blood or known as your girlfriend Zaron? What would you rather... you kill the vampire and they come after you and me, discover who and what I am and bleed me dry and kill me? Or have possibly a vampire to deal with?
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[10-22:26] 3a4, *Ill Nino: *arches a brow*
[10-22:28] a35, *Zaron : * Sighs as he turns the thought over in his head. Fuck it, he thinks. Fuck it, he's becoming too weak. He knows his limits, and one thing he was taught, even as a mortal, never over estimate your own abilities. A spark flashes across his mind.* Hmmm * Smiles slightly.* Or, I could always play the other side
[10-22:28] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock : (*test*)
[10-22:29] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she raises an eyebrow* what do you mean?
[10-22:29] a35, *Zaron : Only problem is, because I don't belong to that society....I don't know how to reach this person.
[10-22:30] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *sighs and scratches her head* I'm a bit confused dear
[10-22:30] a35, *Zaron : * Looks at her.* The person whom offered me the job sounded like he was planning on trying to lead a revolt to reclaim the city. Now, if you were a person in a position of power, wouldn't you want to know if those whom you took the city from were revolting?
[10-22:31] 3a4, *Ill Nino: Zaron. IM me, please.
[10-22:31] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : Well wouldn't you want to know what side was really the better one? *she shrugged slowly* or is that what you'er asking? I mean.. what if this guy is just trying to get you killed or... or if they're worse than who has the dominant reign
[10-22:32] a35, *Zaron : (( I forgot your IM))
[10-22:32] 3a4, *Ill Nino: Bastion Says
[10-22:37] a35, *Zaron : With a power play like this, it would literallt take an army. Then again....if I could find this person, all it would take is a simple tip off. First though, I gotta find someone who's in the same society as....* remembers his "sister" guy.*...society and clan. * Smiles softly to himself.*
[10-22:37] a35, *Zaron : ((*Ignore the clan part*))
[10-22:38] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *nods and shrugs* you just be careful ok?
[10-22:39] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: *He would waste no time in turning her eyes from his sharp gaze with an abrupt movement of his hand, as he had seen all he needed to see in that brief instant - oh, how it hurt him not to be able to give her what she wanted, but more so, to deny what he needed - his touch having an almost feverish warmth about it as his body would begin to react to the powerful want which threatened to overcome even his iron will, that last word nearly causing his word to skip a beat as it would be spoken, though he would recover almost instantaneously from any effect that this had had on him, leaning elegantly forward so as to whisper gently into her ear, his lips ever so close - his free hand searching for a business card which he would thrust in her direction even as he would speak.* I want you to call me once you are able to shed whatever allegiance you have to your “Master” - for I can assure you I have a much more steady hand than he could ever dream of; and not only that, I understand that such a place as this is unbefitting of you, I can feel it. *Clearly not thinking much of her Master, the word having been spoken almost mockingly - his tongue creeping forth from her parted lips to drift once along the edge of her ear before he would move away from her just as quickly as he had came to stand before her, releasing his firm grip on her chin (though, not before allowing one of his sharp pointed claws to drift across the curve of her cheek) in the process, and turning on a heel to start towards the exit with nothing more than a glance back to her over his shoulder - those blue eyes of his seeming to glow with a demonic light for an instant before this would fade, and he would disappear into the surging mass of people within the club - such a clear longing showing within them in the brief moment, but he had his reasons for denying his urges for the moment, as it would certainly make for a much more intense session when the two of them did meet again - but for now, he would have to settle for another, unfortunately.*
[10-22:40] a35, *Zaron : * Nods. Looks at her.* I promiss you, by the time this is over, you will become a vampire, and you will not need to have fear of seeing the sun again.
[10-22:41] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *chuckles* I gets it's going to be night classes for me....
[10-22:41] a35, *Zaron : To an extent
[10-22:42] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : to an extent?
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[10-22:44] a35, *Zaron : You will also be taught by me
[10-22:44] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: (Night everyone. *Makes his way towards bed.*)
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[10-22:47] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : well that works... I don't mind that...
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[10-22:49] af1, ºLucy Belveaux: *it`s all much too much, far too quickly. The sting of his nail against her skin, the wet warmth of his tongue, of his breath, the dark, throbbing pulse of his voice. She grips his card with frevor, even as the Haze consumes her conciousness and she melts to the club floor - not the only one there, she hardly gets noticed, and is certainly only momentarily incapacitated. Her entire body thumps to the beat of his heart, the pulse of his sick lusts, her entire body tuned to and for him and all he wishes. For a long while, she sees only red, and feels only the beat of his energies, even as he is gone. After a time, she gathers herself, fingers clenched protectively around his business card. She does not return to Riak`s - no, this night, she returns to her often-neglected apartment, throwing all five locks, though she knows when Jason possesses the man, there is little she can do. She sinks into her bed, but does not sleep, lost in the dark cries from deep inside*
[10-22:52] a35, *Zaron : Glad you don't mind.* Smiles softly.*
[10-22:53] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she gently kisses him again* everything will be fine
[10-22:53] a35, *Zaron : * Kisses her back.* I know it will. Just gotta find this woman
[10-22:56] a35, *Zaron : ((*Replace woman with person*))
[10-23:01] a35, *Zaron : So, what do you want to do, now that I am done ranting here?
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[10-23:03] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : ((sorry.. computer farted))
[10-23:03] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs slowly and smiles, running her hands along his hips and pulling him close, looking up at him* I dunno
[10-23:04] a35, *Zaron : * Smirks.* You don't, do you? I think I have an idea of what you want.
[10-23:05] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : mmmm what would that be? *she grins*
[10-23:06] a35, *Zaron : * Nips down at her neck.* This... and more * Pulls her hips to his.*
[10-23:06] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she grins, nipping at his lips and smiling* you not gonna run away from me this time?
[10-23:07] a35, *Zaron : Why would I? I mean, we are at my place.
[10-23:07] a35, *Zaron : I have nowhere to run to
[10-23:09] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : *she smiles* good *she leans up and kisses him*(can we pause and set this aside for another time Zaron? Or pick it up sometime later? I gotta go to bed...))
[10-23:09] a35, *Zaron : ((Which ever you want))
[10-23:10] bbb, *Amadeus Puck : ((thanks. It'll just be set aside, so it doesn't keep your character clogged up. *snugs* Thanks))*paused for a later time to finish*
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[11-13:07] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *ta da
[11-13:08] aa7, *Caine Lupas: *pokes lurkers like his Manda*
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[11-16:11] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: Caine, if you`re here, why aren`t you on AIM?
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[11-16:57] 4a8, ºEnvy: *sits and eats chocolate*
[11-16:58] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: *coughs and lurks*
[11-16:58] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: Wow! We posted at exactly the same time! *wiggles fingers in that psychic way* Wavelengths, man, wavelengths.
[11-16:58] 4a8, ºEnvy: *shares* you can't lurk when it's just me
[11-16:59] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: *offers nibbles of ice cream* Well, of course I can`t. You`re no force to be denied!
[11-17:02] 4a8, ºEnvy: *munches* mmmmm ice cream. not much of that in a vegans house, or mine
[11-17:03] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: The M-i-L picked it up. I was surprised, and sort of grossed-out. I have this sudden dislike of sweet things. I don`t know why.
[11-17:04] 4a8, ºEnvy: *gasps* what have sweet things ever done to you!!! *loves on her sweets*
[11-17:04] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: Yet here I was, eating it.
[11-17:05] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: I don`t know! It`s just ... body-image linked, I think. I keep telling myself, stop eating that crap. I keep failing. Then, I just ended up so pissed at myself, nothing sweet appeals much.
[11-17:09] 4a8, ºEnvy: you know, I'm a total porker and I'd rather die than not eat sweets. I don't eat fatty shit like chips, though. PLUS burgers are out now, too so that helps
[11-17:10] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: I am starting to loose weight again, but I`m a total carbohydrates addict.
[11-17:13] 4a8, ºEnvy: carbs make seretonin. seretonin makes me happy. therefore, without carbs, I am a BITCH
[11-17:14] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: You know, everyone I`ve met that`s on that stupid Fatkins diet has been such a fucking grouch. So I believe you!
[11-17:14] 4a8, ºEnvy: and defensive, but I'm a vegetarian so I know the REAL bad things that people put into their bodies, and it's not noodles
[11-17:15] 4a8, ºEnvy: ugh. we're not going to waste time on the convo, are we? lets get IC
[11-17:15] 979, ºLucy Belveaux: Who do you want, babe?
[11-17:16] 4a8, ºEnvy: don't care, man. anybody
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[11-17:30] 979, ºLucreccia: *dressed as in the picture, though the fabric of her dress is a smidgen less sheer. She`ll probably shock the hell out of Lucien again, for showing up at Garrett`s house looking anything but the fierce, warrior-mom that she is. Her arm is tucked under Gerald`s, who stands right with her, looking devilishly handsome. If there`s a peculiar flush to her cheeks, it`s probably from is roaming hands in the car on the way over here, which just does wonders to accent her eyes*
[11-17:32] 979, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: *he`s grinning broadly after that car ride. He told himself when she arrived in town that she`d be back in his bedroom before she left. Barring any sudden upheavel this evening, and it was a sure bet. Being the gentleman he is, he knocks soundly on the door. Dressed in formal black everything, though he lacks a blazer and wears a matte silvery tie*
[11-17:32] 979, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: *he`s grinning broadly after that car ride. He told himself when she arrived in town that she`d be back in his bedroom before she left. Barring any sudden upheavel this evening, and it was a sure bet. Being the gentleman he is, he knocks soundly on the door. Dressed in formal black everything, though he lacks a blazer and wears a matte silvery tie*
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[11-17:35] 4a8, ºLucien : *lays on the couch, idly watching t.v. His long, slim body is just sprawled everywhere in the way that only teenage boys bodies can do. He looks at the door when the sound comes, but he takes his time getting up to open it. The back of his hair is messy, sticking straight up and he's not wearing a shirt. His nice fitting jeans hang low on his hips. They probably have to knock again by the time he gets to it.*
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[11-17:37] 979, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: (ack)
[11-17:39] 979, ºLucreccia: *in fact, she does knock again, probably as her lazy son is just reaching the door. She can only imagine what would be delaying him, but she knows that Garrett isn`t home, which was one of the reasons she concented to let Gerald bring her by. She wasn`t exactly sure if she could keep from at least punching him, once or twice, for posterity. At any rate, she has to smother her frown of distaste at his slowness as the door opens* Hey kid. How`s it going? *she gives him a long look, for his lack of attire, but she can also understand that he`s a boy, and young*
[11-17:39] 979, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: *he beams at Lucien, just waiting for him to say something, or say nothing, depending on his calibur of surprise at seeing, for the first time ever, his two parents side by side*
[11-17:41] 4a8, ºLucien : *he looks at them suspiciously, the door open just enough to stick his skinny self into the crack. His eyes shift back and forth from him, then her, then back again several times. Again with a delay before he speaks* What do you want? *he doesnsn't MEAN to sound rude, he's just so surprised*
[11-17:42] 979, ºLucreccia: (chain)
[11-17:42] 979, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: (chain)
[11-17:45] 979, ºLucreccia: *her eyes narrow, but a quick tug on her arm from Gerald makes her stop her harsh scold about being a bit more polite. She smiles and shrugs* We wanted to see you together. As a family. Just for a little while, before you and Garrett leave, and I get back to the Tribe.
[11-17:45] 979, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: ... and I go with her. *he gazes intently at his son, wondering just what is going on inside his head*
[11-17:46] 979, ºLucreccia: (egads)
[11-17:47] 4a8, ºLucien : Oh, well, that's cute... *so much is going on inside his head that nothing is allowed to come out. His voice is dry, his face still suspicious, but he stands back* Well, Garrett isn't here. You can wait if you want, though.
[11-17:49] 979, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: *before Luc can say No, he reaffirms his grip on her arm and tugs her inside, leading her to a chair and plopping her there without much grace. And he`s probably the only one in the world that could get away with doing that, or even get away with being able to do it. He perches on the arm of said chair* Cute? I thought you`d have more to say than that.
[11-17:50] 979, ºLucreccia: *she just remains silent. She`s pretty much as speechless as Lucien, if only because she`s holding her tongue against saying something nasty and motherly about his manners. But she`s still smiling, since she is pleased to be in Lucien`s company*
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[11-17:52] 979, ºLucreccia: (*glomps kitty and loooooves*)
[11-17:53] 325, ºKitty: *purrs*
[11-17:54] 4a8, ºLucien : (*puuuuullllllls the kitty in*)
[11-17:55] 325, ºKitty: you pant me as garrett sweetie.. or another? *starts orgy with her girls*
[11-17:55] 325, ºKitty: want*^
[11-17:56] 173, ºmoth: *..dives into the orgy.*
[11-17:57] 4a8, ºLucien : What do you want me to say? Congratulations? *closes the door, leaning against it as he crosses his arms over his chest. He doesn't sound particularly hostile, but body language says a lot* Congratulations.
[11-17:57] 325, ºKitty: *allows moth willingly*
[11-17:57] 979, ºLucreccia: (*glady orgies with all! Passes around all the good toys and stuff* Moth, y`wanna keep going with Lucy and Marcus?)
[11-17:57] 4a8, ºLucien : (*makes out with Mothy still in pretty girlie boy mode*)
[11-17:58] 173, ºMarcus Ambrose: (*..tosses this character in to play with Lucien.*)
[11-17:59] 979, ºLucreccia: What the fuck is wrong with you? Can`t you be civil? *she can only take so much blatant, or even nonblatant, disrespect, and she`s on her feet, tense and rigid* Come on, Lucien. We just came to say goodbye. We would have expected no less from you.
[11-17:59] 979, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman: *clears his throat* Luc, sit the fuck down. And I would have. You`re young and you`re impulsive, I half expected you to vanish from L.A. weeks ago, myself.