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Post by Mikomi on Jan 13, 2004 14:31:16 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]I observe the picnic between Hope and her friends. How quaint. The demon takes time for a picnic in the park. I must wait until she is alone, then I will strike. I know she is the host of Kuro. I saw her play frisbee. Her physical strength and speed does not match any ordinary humans. I can not sense her soul. This could also indicate that she is a demon.
I am determined to kill her.
I will kill her.
She is Kuro. I know it.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 13, 2004 14:44:16 GMT -5
I wait until the nurse leaves. Then I hoise Bassarov up from the bed and sit him in a wheelchair that I find nearby. He is groggy in his drug induced slumber, and he wakes up, but quickly falls back to sleep. I grab a bottle of pills and shove it in my pocket, leaving the others behind. I then throw a blanket over him and off we go. I stick my head out the door and look around. The coast is clear, there are some nurses walking by, but they don't seem to notice. I make it to the front door without a glitch. People don't seem to notice us. There has been a big accident, and emergency room personnel are frantic trying to get the hurt into rooms. We leave the hospital and I think of where we can go. I decide to head for the train station to see if there is a train leaving Paris. I don't care where it is going to, all I know is that I have to get us as far away from here as possible.
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Post by Dean Thomas- Council Mage on Jan 13, 2004 14:52:28 GMT -5
"Now, now Ms. Kaieka. You didn't think you could escape us that easily."
A man is white cloths of custom cut walks towards her. He has a red rose in his gloved hand, holding the flower just under his nose. He smiles, looking at the Vampire.
"I assure you this is nothing personal. Infact I have spent several years of my life trying to cure your condition. Unfortuatly my efforts are invain. And my test subjects keep exploding."
He raises the rose, staring at it before returning his gaze to Kaieka.
"If you could promise me you would never again harm a person through your need to feed I would let you go with a glad heart. But you can not. So here we are Kaieka. Peter isn't after you anymore. I am."
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 13, 2004 14:55:40 GMT -5
"Who are you? I haven't done anything to you people! Just let us live our lives. I have enough to worry about without you coming and threatening me."
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Post by Dean Thomas- Council Mage on Jan 13, 2004 15:00:10 GMT -5
"I am Dean. However I can't answer your other questions. All I can say is that your veru existance is a danger to the world as we know it."
He sighs, "I really do wish there was something I could do for you but short of releasing you from this existance there is nothing I can do to cure you.
Now you can do this two ways. Either I open a circle and send you to the Adyss to life in 'peace' or we fight, demolish this area and cause no end of damage. Your choice?"
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 13, 2004 15:04:53 GMT -5
"Well, since there is no way in hell that I am going to let you send me to some "abyss"... I guess we fight. This is highly annoying."
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Post by Dean Thomas- Council Mage on Jan 13, 2004 15:33:26 GMT -5
"As you wish. Once again let me assure you that this isn't personal."
Dean throws out his hands and a pair of silver coins fly from them, one landing besides Bassarov the other flying at Kaieka.
In a flash a magik circle traces around Bassarov. A circle of holding, just incase he wakes up.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 13, 2004 15:37:11 GMT -5
Wonderful! As the silver comes flying at me, I dissipate into mist, only to reform again behind Dean. I draw my kris, and kick him from behind. "You know, you could just let us go. I wouldn't tell."
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Post by Dean Thomas- Council Mage on Jan 13, 2004 15:48:07 GMT -5
"Hardly the point. If I let you go then more people will die at your fangs."
Dean twists with the attack and jumps back. He runs his hand over a pendant around his neck and a circle of power flare around him.
He curls back his hand and a ball of fire blazes into existance in the palm of his hand. He throws the fire towards Kaieka, jerking his fingers into patterns, directing the attack.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 13, 2004 15:59:30 GMT -5
I once again turn into mist to avoid the attack. This time appearing somewhere else. I quickly gather a large dark orb in my hands and throw it at Dean. I decide to turn back into mist again. No point of sticking around for him to attack me. I will do better only to form physically when attacking.
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Post by Dean Thomas- Council Mage on Jan 13, 2004 16:09:06 GMT -5
A flash of silver flares out of the smoke and energy. It flares and Kaieka finds herself locked in a circle of magik.
"You don't have to do solid for it to work." Dean strides out of the smoke, his energy sheild racing with energy.
He steps up to the edge of the circle and reach forward. His hand strikes something invisible and a wall of light shimmers between him and Kaieka.
"Your trapped, you can't get out of there. But I can't get in either. So, why don't we have a nice talk?"
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 13, 2004 16:12:36 GMT -5
"Alright. A little chat then. hmmm... How is life? Got any hobbies? That is, besides hunting down vampires for no reason and trying to kill them?"
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Post by Dean Thomas- Council Mage on Jan 13, 2004 16:19:26 GMT -5
"You know, for a woman who seems rather intellegent you are rather thick. You kill people for food. Do you really expect people to lay down and surrend the top of the food chain to your kind?"
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 13, 2004 16:23:04 GMT -5
"I cannot change my needs. I work around them when I can. I try to select my donors wisely, that is the extent of my ability to change. The world would be better off less a few drunk perverts, and I can offer rest to those who suffer... Am I so horrible?"
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Post by Someone on Jan 13, 2004 16:24:40 GMT -5
((Sweet Mother Of Morgana! This board moves quikly.... d***!))
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