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Post by Jon Talbain on Jun 25, 2004 20:44:20 GMT -5
Jon starts to ask what Asher was going to say before she cut off but the room's unusual appearence silences him. He's never heard of anything like this before... everything smells so strangely.
The hair on the back of his neck prickles, his hand jerking to his neck by reflex. He clears his throat and sits as Asher directs, feeling uneasy in this strange place. Still, this is important business. He has to learn how to control the change, at least until he can find himself a cure for the condition.
He takes the paper and begins to read. "All this is... overwhelming. Does this mean that I'm immortal? Only silver will hurt me?"
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Post by Lady Violet on Jun 25, 2004 20:48:16 GMT -5
I sit in my office and wait for Hikari to return. It has been a busy day. I feel tired already. I do some more work as I am waiting.
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Post by Asher on Jun 25, 2004 20:59:05 GMT -5
She looks at him and smiles a bit.
"That and well only a few things will ever make you sick. You have more strength than any mortal could dream. We need to get you bigger pants so your not naked when you change...although that wouldn't be so bad i am sure. Silver and certain herbs can hurt or kill you.
You are immortal in a humans eyes of course. There are certain things some do as rules or traditions it seems. I am sure if you wanted to be part of that they would accept you."
She sees his unease.
"The room huh?.....you don't like it. I am a bit unorthodox i know...not the typical run of the mill catwoman but oh well. Tell me how long do you change for...1 day? more? We may have to find a suitable place to put you until the full moon is over. I could put you in the dungeon and keep you company when you change. I could video tape it so you can know how you act and what you do. It may help you figure out how to fight it."
She moves over him to type in a new address so he can learn some about the traditions and myths of lycanthropy and werewolfism. She wants him to be well informed. She looked down at her hands as she typed. Why did she wish to help him so? He hadn't dominated her yet...he had only been assertive. But his smell was driving her mad.....she clenched her left fist until the claws broke the skin and light blood trickled from the fist.
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Post by Lemminkainen on Jun 25, 2004 21:06:56 GMT -5
Zex and I leave the ruins of Tokyo. I turn into a giant goose and start to fly us back to Helsinki.
"What are we going to do now, little dude? It is just us now."
I feel so sad. I have never been so alone like this.
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Post by Zinn on Jun 25, 2004 21:10:05 GMT -5
Zinn looked extremely nervous. "Aren't you worried this place is wired or something? I assume our contact told you I was coming. My name is Zinn. If anyone asks, my false papers say that my name is Leah Bloom. I write under a number of aliases. You've probably read one of my most popular books in the underground, the Locke Manifesto. I'd be happy to help the cause in any way. Thank you for letting me stay with you." Zinn's words were oddly formal. She didn't know these people yet, and she didn't know how they would react. Still, they were for the cause...
Zinn took off her coat and dumped the box she was carrying in the nearby garbage can.
"If I may state my opinion, sometimes destruction is the only way to shake up the machine. You have to be selective about targets though. Only hit government officials and decadent capitalist targets. Killing civilians is alienating, but destroying a symbol like the new World Trade Center.... that would send shockwaves. Passive resistence and other peaceful methods are not a viable course of action while attempting to instate anarchy, because not enough people are loyal to the cause. Not yet anyway. This should be intresting. I don't think I have a criminal record with any capitalists yet. Regarding the funds, does your person who you say is building a site, Wyrm, know how to create computer viruses that can be transfered to cash machines? He is probably qute skilled if he can hack through Red Infinity's blocks and firewalls. I don't have much experience with currency, but I think it could work. Why are you holding him hostage anyway?"
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Post by Katya on Jun 25, 2004 21:10:51 GMT -5
Katya takes Nigel by the hand and leads him to the actual theatre part. The stage is grand and the seats go on forever it seems. She smiles and is excited to share this with him. She loves being in this atmosphere. Her element as it were. She looks out and envisions all of the people she had poisoned from afar. She wondered who her mark would be at the romanian show in a few days.
"Nigel come stand on stage with me and see how it feels to be one of us."
She jumps onto the stage and extends her hand to him.
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Jun 25, 2004 21:15:15 GMT -5
(OOC: I've been gone for quite so time...so bear with me everybody if my posts are inaccurate. ^^; )
I remained sitting, looking around the cabin curiously. I then stood up and started cleaning the dishes.
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Post by Jon Talbain on Jun 25, 2004 21:15:28 GMT -5
Jon flips through the pages, his mind overwhelmed. "This is so much... um... the changes happen during the full moon cycle, the three days when the moon is fullest. It starts tommorrow, when the moon clears the horizon. I change when I get really anger too. Anything to try and control..."
He raises his head and wrinkles his nose. He inhales deeply and looks around the room, confused, "I smell something... something... it seems sort of like copper... and wet. I don't know how but it smells wet and coppery." He licks his lips once and inhales again. "I smells good..."
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Post by Janele on Jun 25, 2004 21:20:47 GMT -5
[glow=maroon,2,300]You have no grandmother, please put them back. I know you want them for the black market. Just put them back, there is no need for stealing.[/glow] I give him a pityful face. Really, he needs better excuses, but anyhow. I could just read his mind.
Janele looks back up at him. She frowns. [glow=maroon,2,300]Stop your blubbering.[/glow] She says walking up to him. She puts her hand on his shoulder and looks up at him. [glow=maroon,2,300]Just put them back. I will know if you don't anyhow.[/glow] She awaits for his answer, and hopefully putting them back.
Janele didn't like it when people tried to steal things, especially when they could have asked and she might have considered it.
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Post by Antero Black on Jun 25, 2004 21:21:39 GMT -5
"The capitalist pig...Dinari Dollar pays to keep this City free....so there are no Red Infinity operatives here...."
I get up and cross my arms.
"I agree with you completely. It takes less people to blow up a building than it does to launch massive protests against the injustice the building stands for."
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Post by Asher on Jun 25, 2004 21:22:59 GMT -5
SHe smiles at him and tilts her head.
"Blood...You smell blood Jon. You must be hungry. I have some meat in my fridge you must smell. Come lets get you something to eat. That is unless you want fresh blood. I could offer you some of mine if its not too gruesome for you. But then again you might rips my throat out. Come on into the kitchen, It will be cold but its fresh none the less."
She got up and moved to her fridge. She had just killed a deer herself earlier that day before her escapade. She cut a raw chunk from the leg for him and offered it up.
Wait what if that wasn't what he smelled. She then began to blush. Had she gone into heat? If so he may be in for more of a lesson than he bargained for. She quickly assertained that she had not went into heat...but what would happen if she did while he was around? she pushed that down as well and held the plate out to him.
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Post by Nabiki on Jun 25, 2004 21:23:25 GMT -5
I looked at Caine as we walked and smiled,
Well, first I'm taking you out to eat as I promised...then we both will have to go to work. Is that okay?
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Post by Anutsaka on Jun 25, 2004 21:23:59 GMT -5
"Absolutely! Tell me all about it! I hope they aren't trying to quell us pacifists by creating the illusion that we are actually making a difference. As in creating restrictions and such that we'll be doing more harm than good, eh? I'm sorry to be jumping to conclusions but I dont want to be part of an organization like that.
Sorry, pray continue."
Anutsaka takes big bites of his sandwhich to avoid himself the trouble of making stupid comments and ridiculous outbursts like the one he just had.
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Post by CheapParadox on Jun 25, 2004 21:25:09 GMT -5
"Fine you can have the pills back."
I put my hands behind my head. This really stinks. Hanging out with rebels is really lame.
"You and Patrick should ditch the rebels and hang out with me and the anarchsits for a while."
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Post by Catherine on Jun 25, 2004 21:28:43 GMT -5
I began to panic. I didn't care much for Richie, but Dinari did put Mark and me in charge of him and I am NOT going to fail.
C'mon Mark! I grabbed his hand. Let's ask somebody else. This kid doesn't seem to know what we're talking about.
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