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Post by Misery on Feb 20, 2004 2:46:57 GMT -5
"Yeah kiss me. I need that. I need a life that's what I need."
I kiss him back. I stop and eat another cold noodle.
"I'm going to pretend I am a human and go to bed. Night." I walk to our room.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Feb 20, 2004 2:49:44 GMT -5
Peter spins at the stab to his back but give no sign of great injury.
He raises his left hand, a large pentical hands from his fingers. He shouts something in latin and the symbol blazes to life.
A blast of white issues from the circle of silver, shinning into the misty form of the Vampire.
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Post by Machiavelli on Feb 20, 2004 2:50:43 GMT -5
Mac knows Kachei takes pride in his knowledge so doesn't get upset at the formality.
"Well even beings like us get dissappointed in things dear friend. Look at me it has been hundreds of yrs since i was here yet it feels almost the same to me. Very dissappointing. The darkness is growing however and that pleases me. But i am alone and have been for too long. I spent all of this time in preparation of the coming. But i have been utterly alone my friend. You are the first companion for me to have since going back to the realm and than coming here again."
Mac swirled his coffee in the cup almost like he was sad but laughed. "Oh well i am amongst a friend now. tell me what of you? Surely you have many women."
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Post by Fate on Feb 20, 2004 2:55:35 GMT -5
"Mmm...sleep...taking a break sounds good." I follow Misery into the bed and lay down with her.
((OOC-I'm done posting until later))
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Post by Kaschei on Feb 20, 2004 3:03:11 GMT -5
"That really has not been my priority. But I learn at least three new spells each day..."
Kaschei then tries to recall the words to his most recent spell aquisitions.
"You certainly are personal, aren't you. As a dragon, what do those petty relationships matter to you?"
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Post by Illigitimate God on Feb 20, 2004 3:04:08 GMT -5
Zephyr flew at the man assaulting Kaieka with terrible speed. He grabbed him by his outstretched hand, and wrenches it in a direction most painful.
'...you shall not harm her...'
Zephyr then grasped him by the throat, and began to squeeze. Malice dripped from Zephyr's every move. He was going to kill this man.
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Post by Kaieka on Feb 20, 2004 3:09:17 GMT -5
Whatever it is that Peter pulls out and says, I find myself reverting to my physical form, though not voluntarily.
Suddenly, Zephyr is there. He is attacking Peter. I use the distraction to get the H'ell out of there. I pick up my cloak, and Riku, since he is still laying on the ground, and fly away.
(Yes, I said Fly.)
I am glad to be gone. And so darn happy that I learned this new power. I wonder why I took that train. I could have just flown to Moscow.
(The end. I go to sleep)
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Post by Machiavelli on Feb 20, 2004 3:10:35 GMT -5
"Well when you don't have anyone to talk to but yourself for hundreds of yrs you want to talk about anything. If i have said anything wrong my friend i am truely sorry. Besides i thought it was customary of human males to talk of desires of the flesh. Oh well i should have known better. You are always work, work, work. But i myself have been helping to prepare the goddess' spirit for her host, although i never got to work with her directly. I am so glad to be around beings again. Even if most of them are regular humans."
Mac takes a sip of his coffee, "It really has improved since i was last here."
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Feb 20, 2004 3:13:21 GMT -5
Peter's eyes lock on the cyborg. Hate boils within him, his emotions emerging from their long sleep. He feels...
Mad.
Jerking his free hand up he places the shotgun against the man's forehead and holds the trigger down. Three blasts rock from the assault shotgun in rapid order, directly into the assaulter's head.
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Post by Kaschei on Feb 20, 2004 3:18:11 GMT -5
"Times never really change. The only thing that changes is how we allocate pain and hate."
Kaschei laughs.
"You know, there is another dragon working for us. He is a silver dragon. Do you know of him? His name is Aristarchus..."
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Post by Illigitimate God on Feb 20, 2004 3:26:19 GMT -5
Zephyr is faster than the man's trigger finger. Zephyr holds his blade to the man's throat, it's case lays on the neatly layed tile of the walkway.
'You are too human to kill me...' Zephyr laughed. 'I could slit your throat... and listen to you gurgle your last breath...' Zephyr paused. 'However, I am willing to make an exception... I will let you live if you discontinue your hunt of Kaieka.'
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Post by Machiavelli on Feb 20, 2004 3:28:03 GMT -5
"I agree. The overall theme of mankind stays the same survival and the want to rule over all. How pathetic they all are. And i am sorry i do not know of this other dragon. Perhaps i could meet with him sometime. And meet with the candidates for the goddess as well. However i am not in the mood now for too much company. I would like to spend a bit of time with just you." Mac drinks the rest of his coffee and brushes a loose strand of black hair out of his face.
"Yes i am embarrassed that i ask these questions of emotion and inconsequence. But if i know you there has been some good tortures lately. Come on Kaschei. Tell me something, imagine if you will being alone for so long then being unleashed on this world."
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Feb 20, 2004 3:31:41 GMT -5
Peter smiles. An interesting expression. He doesn't quite remeber how it's supposed to go.
"I don't breath."
Peter's body explodes with blue power, fire racing to cover him with a second skin while wings rip from his back.
His knee slams into the cyborg's chin and he pushes away, sailing backwards on his wings. His weapons fly to his hands and he fires, dozens of fullauto rounds ripping from his magically enhanced .45s, trailing lightning through the night.
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Post by Kaschei on Feb 20, 2004 3:36:58 GMT -5
"Fine, well I have done a number on my a'ssistant, Jareth. She is very near the brekaing point. other than that, I really have no interest in tortuing specific individuals."
Kaschei drinks his coffee.
"Shall we talk about magic instead?"
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Post by Machiavelli on Feb 20, 2004 3:43:27 GMT -5
"Of course, always on task. I understand that you used the black swan. I would've thought you would have forgotten that by now. You are actually an old man you know." Mac thinks he has made a joke but realizes his humor is a bit dry.
"Ok sorry bout that. I have been wondering what new wonders you had come upon. Any artifacts that i don't know about, scrolls, books, or you could tell me how your collection of elf skin books goes."
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Fate is upon you...In life nothing is permanent...not even life itself.
