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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Feb 12, 2004 23:00:42 GMT -5
A trickle of blood runs down the hall as Peter opens a door and turns. A man stands in the hallway, slicing the guards like cattle in a meat shop.
He raises a hand and fires at the figure, .50 calibur rounds ripping through the air towards the creature. It's the target alright, a solid pin on the FOF scanner and a serious spike on the Threat Matrix.
Scaled readings bouncing sharply, a bad sign. It ment the creature's flow of supernatural energy was under flux, changing constantly. Demi-gods often had this fluxing ratings.
None the less Peter moves down the hall, firing round after round at the figure.
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Post by Daemon on Feb 12, 2004 23:04:09 GMT -5
Daemon turned around.He got hit by a .50 calibur.
He smashed onto the wall.More of them were coming at him.He grabbed one.Than he turned around sending it back to the shooter.
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Post by Jareth on Feb 12, 2004 23:06:29 GMT -5
"well Zeek as for Riku its been so long since i've been around him i have no clue what to get him. As for the others i don't know" Jareth smiles brightly"but i'm sure anything would be fine"
then as an after thought...
"What is RIku into now and i'll get him something as well...kind of like a peace offering. He won't keep it probably but its worth a try."
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Feb 12, 2004 23:07:33 GMT -5
Peter jerks right, evading a returning round. A Target throwing bullets back at him was definitly a new thing.
He stops and levels, taking streadier aim while clicking the automatic fire on. He pulls the trigger and round rip from the barrel like lighting from the sky, five rounds in the first second.
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Post by Lady Violet on Feb 12, 2004 23:08:09 GMT -5
"Well, every time we go out together it ends up being a media distaster or some battle against the tabloids. We could just go to my place and talk. It is nice to have time alone outside of the office."
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Post by Moira on Feb 12, 2004 23:15:02 GMT -5
I wake up and feel a terrible thirst. I get some water, but the thirst does not go away.
I ty orange joice, tea, coffee. Nothing.
I spend the morning drinking everything in the house.
I finally take a break and cut some apple slices. The knife slips and I cut myself. I put my finger to my mouth.
The blood. The blood of my small cut soothes and quenches me....
I need more. I need blood.
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Post by Caine((Mæda)) on Feb 12, 2004 23:18:07 GMT -5
i look at her and smile. that is one out of five, ah... i dont know really. he is into the kitsune suzumi, if that counts. but other then that, i dont know. what would you get someone who is a loyal assasin who i being held against his will for no apparent reason. im sure he wouldnt throw it out.
linSat~
i look at her. [color=blue[ i supposed that is true, very well then. [/color].
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Post by Daemon on Feb 12, 2004 23:19:04 GMT -5
Daemon jumped and landed safely on a bullet.
He than jumped safely on the other bullet.He appeared infront of the shooter.Daemon took hold of the gun.He than kicked Peter sending him into a wall.The .50 calibur was burnt to a crisp by both Daemon's hands.
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Post by Lady Violet on Feb 12, 2004 23:22:20 GMT -5
We teleport to my home. I sit on my sofa and he sits beside me. I am quiet for a moment, not knowing what to say. I hold his hand, as I think of possible topics. We could debate some issue. I love to debate...but have never debated him. For the life of me I can not think of a topic that we would disagree on.
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Post by Daemon on Feb 12, 2004 23:27:30 GMT -5
"Get ready to get your arse kicked lil man."
Daemon appeared infront of the shooter.He punched the shooter at the face sending him crashing into another wall.
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Post by MissRose on Feb 12, 2004 23:29:37 GMT -5
I think of Tueffel as I water my flowers. He has not been around for a long long time. I wonder where he went off too. I notice another Ruwai came in earlier. His name is Hayven, and he was made from an Iris. I come from a rose, as one would imagine from my name. As I water the plants I think nice thoughts about sheep, clouds, flowers, birds, horses, and 1,000 nuclear bombs exploding at once obliterating the Earth forever and ever.
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Post by Caine((Mæda)) on Feb 12, 2004 23:33:32 GMT -5
linSat~
i look at her and smile/. cant think of anything?. me niether. . i wrap my arm around her.
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Post by Misery on Feb 12, 2004 23:33:57 GMT -5
"That's it. I'm going after him."
I throw on a coat and head out the door. I need to go to the Minsitry of Terror anyway. I can tolerate his insane obsession with the Ursarian girl, but this is ridiculous. I haven't seen him in over a day.
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Post by Daemon on Feb 12, 2004 23:37:49 GMT -5
Daemon grabbed him by the neck.He lift him up from the ground.
"Who sent you you freaken bit'ch-chon."
A rifle gun appeared in Daemon's hand.Daemon pointed it at his face.
((ooc If I got you angry with the bit'ch-chon thing,
than you might as well know that i'm just getting into my character.Just to let you know.))
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Post by Lady Violet on Feb 12, 2004 23:38:49 GMT -5
I place a hand a hand on his chest and touch his face. The dark feelings from before recede.
"I feel better...."
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