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Post by Bucks23 on Nov 17, 2008 5:51:09 GMT -5
OOC: Hope its okay I join with this charry!
Eric Matthews was slouching against a wall in some dark alley as he took the last sip from his bottle of JD. He growled angrily at the fast spent alcohol and then threw the bottle at the wall. The smash of the glass echoed in the silent streets of Red Blood. The sound didn't bother Eric as he slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor. Lately he had been getting strange feelings about this city, he had no idea if it was some hightened sense he had from the lycan side of him... the cursed side of him... and he didn't care. Eric didn't care about much of anything anymore, except where he could obtain more alcohol to get really pissed so he could forget about everything. Eric suddenly turned and threw up on the cracked concrete until he felt like he was vomiting his guts up. After he was done he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and climbed to his feet. He headed out into the seemingly deserted street and began to wander about. That nagging feeling hit him again and he growled angrily to himself as he clenched his fists and stalked off into the city. He couldn't shake off the feeling something big was about to happen...
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Nov 17, 2008 8:04:27 GMT -5
As Amira made her way back to meet everyone the smell of vomit was in the air. She looked down an alley and saw it was fresh. Then turned to see a man not very happy with the world walk down the street. She sensed he was a werewolf. Amira sighed to herself. Those kinds of people were hard to speak to but she was going to try. "Hey you!" She called out to him. "Wait up!" She rushed over to him and started to walk beside him. She igiored any noses he made at her because she wanted to offer him something to live for. "My names is Amira Nuit. I'm sure you know me and if not you know Hawk. We are starting a team up to fight the bad feeling coming. A sorcerer will try to reopen the portal to hell. We need all the help we can to make sure that doesnt happen. Are you in?" She loved to be so forward. Made everything so much easier then just beating around the bush.
Buddy flew his way into one of the top windows of the brick building. Amira made him fly ahead to make anyone there to wait around until she got there. He saw the human sitting on the floor and made a nose at him to let him know that he was there and soon Amira would be.
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Post by Bucks23 on Nov 17, 2008 9:32:41 GMT -5
At first Eric ignored the female who appeared from nowhere and started to walk in sync with him. Somewhere in his drink fuelled brain her words touched him and his head cleared. What she said made a crazy kind of sense, why else had he felt like he had been drawn to this place? He caught her scent and knew there was part lycan in her, but something else also. Perhaps it would do him some good to be around some of his own kind.
Eric nodded to her. "Okay, you got my attention lady. Lead the way... I'm in."
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Post by Vanadrian on Nov 17, 2008 15:47:27 GMT -5
[Blue]"Don't do that again, please. You can have control of the body another time. What's so damn important about having it today. Nothing I'd say."[/Blue] Van said aloud, after he knew the woman was out of hearing distance.
The doppelganger simply grumbled. Van made nothing of it. Spreading his wing out, Vanadrian leaped in the air, he couldn't fly, but he could still leap quite a distance with his wing. The air was warm today, which only worsened the feeling of the day. Several leaps later and Van was on the ground a bit away from the building the woman described.
[Blue]"This is the place, correct?"[/Blue] Van said to himself. The building was a bit old and seemed out of place compared to the other buildings. No one was around, as far as Van could see. He walked up the stoop and into the door. The hallway inside was dimly lit but he could see a man sitting against the wall. Van stood there for a moment a bit afraid to say anything. After gaining the courage he said.
[Blue]"Are you here for the same 'reason' to?"[/Blue]
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Post by Nukeles on Nov 17, 2008 16:01:43 GMT -5
Kevin's cigarette was about half done when Amira's bird showed up. She was either running late or almost there. Kevin went to pat the bird on its head but it leaped away before he could, shrugging it off he turned back to the hallways where he now saw what appeared to be an angel standing before him.
He shot up readying his rifle. "And what reason would that be pal?" He asked. Kevin hadn't ever really thought about Heaven's roll in the world, probably because it seemed non-existent to him after years of living in this hell. Angel or not, it snuck up on him and he didn't appreciate that much.
Once they had confirmed that there reasons for being in this deserted area were one and the same Kevin lowered his weapon and stuck out a hand for a shake.
"So, don't know how long they'll be, hows-a-bout you tell me a bit about yourself... you really an Angel?" He asked not really caring, but needing something to pass the time besides an awkward stare with some winged freak. He pulled out his pack and offered a cigarette to him.
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Post by Vanadrian on Nov 17, 2008 16:30:25 GMT -5
Vanadrian quickly disapproved of this man's behavior. To be nice, Vanadrian took the cigarette, but put it in his pocket. Vanadrian smiled, falsely.
[Blue]"Yes, I was an Angel. But not anymore. I'm Vanadrian if you must know."[/Blue] Vanadrian rubbed his wing as he talked he placed the wing in front of his body and kept rubbing down the feathers. It felt smooth, but there were quite a few gray and black feathers growing. Not a good sign, at least for Van.
[Blue]"You seem... gruff. I suppose you don't exactly believe in the Holy, do you?"[/Blue] Van could understand this, if he was never an Angel, he wouldn't have believed either. [Blue]"Few Angels dwelt with things outside what they felt like dealing with. Earth was a common ground Angels ignored."[/Blue]
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Post by Nukeles on Nov 17, 2008 19:19:13 GMT -5
Kevin turned away from Van, anger began to swell deep within him. He swung around quickly delivering a punch to Van's stomach. "WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO GET OFF THERE ASSES!!" He yelled, unknown faces flashed through his head. Soldiers, civilians, friends, family all there screams echoed in his head. "Angels..." He spat on the floor in front of Van. His mind was swimming so fast he couldn't think straight, "Daemons of hell roam city streets killing hundreds of innocent lives daily while Angels address there personal affairs. How can beings of supposed purity be so heartless. Come on Van show me your true self, behind your false title, let me talk to the real you, the one who can sit idly by and watch all these people suffer! SHOW ME!!!" ooc: If you consider my punch to be god moding you can say you dodge it in your post but story wise it seems better, and it's not like were in a fight to the death so you'll just shake it off. Your call. Also you can read my char history to see why he got so pissed.  |
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Post by Vanadrian on Nov 17, 2008 20:35:24 GMT -5
Vanadrian felt the punch come in contact with his stomach. He bent back and sickening face formed for a moment, as if he had just threw up. Van knew his doppelganger wouldn't allow harm to him. After all, they shared the body.
[Black]"Show you..."[/Black] The doppelganger muttered to the man in an sadistically emotionless voice. The expression on Van's face contorted once more, as if he would tear at the mans skin. Van's vision flashed in and out as the doppelganger tried to take control. A couple smacks on the head, a rearrangement of his bandages and Van regained some control. Not now, hopefully not here.
He stared at the man for a moment, wondering if he did anything for a moment.
[Blue]"I do not know myself. My life as an Angel was full of helping the ones who need it. I don't know why... it is just the way I have always been, even after losing my Angel status."[/Blue] Vanadrian pondered a moment. [Blue]"I suppose our higher position in life gets to us. I'm rather young in terms of ages for an Angel, so maybe I do not yet understand this feeling of selfishness. I have rarely talked to an Angel before. I was rather unwanted because of my... condition, which was present before my half-angelic status...
I know little of His plans, but, I question them as well."[/Blue] Vanadrian sighed, he hadn't said so much at once before. His doppelganger writhed in anger, what was wrong with him? Was it this feeling today? Did it strengthen him? What?
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Post by Nukeles on Nov 17, 2008 20:46:06 GMT -5
Kevin knew that Van was not to blame, especially according to his speech. Yet he couldn't forgive him now, his mind wouldn't allow it. Just for a moment it felt as though he had something he could physically touch to blame and he felt bad about profiling Van because of it. He turned away and went back to where he was sitting before, pulling out another cigarette he felt the need to talk.
"Do you know when something bad is happening? Is that how angel's could stop crimes if they wanted to?" He asked trying to skip to a different topic he wouldn't look at Van anymore.
"I don't understand what is going on right now. I could pretend like I have a bad feeling about something like everyone else seems to but I honestly feel no different from any other day in Red Blood." He talked fast and sounded distant as if he was more talking to himself out loud. Kevin did not fear death, he got bad feelings when he thought other innocents would die, but even then he could not foresee it unless it was about to happen that moment. "When it comes down to it, only the supernatural survive in this world."
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Post by Vanadrian on Nov 17, 2008 21:07:22 GMT -5
[Blue]"All I know is that Angels get feelings about, well almost anything. But this is also common in other supernatural beings as well as many observant humans, maybe only more well defined or distinct to us. I've only ever saved another human because of the sudden burst of emotions, generating this feeling... It is hard to explain because it is just another part of me, much like trying to explain what it is like to breath. Angels could use this feeling to save others, as I do, but why should they? They have their thrones, and wines, and sweets in better places. Coming here is like moving to the slums."[/Blue] Vanadrian looked at the human in a puzzling manner, it was odd for humans to ask such questions.
The man spoke once more, a more distant tone in his voice. He started to remind Van of himself.[Blue]" As for these things I am of little help. What you have been through has probably brought these feelings to be nothing more than a 'norm', I suppose. Also, I do not know why humans are such... under privileged beings. I suppose it his according to His wishes, yes?"[/Blue]
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Post by Nukeles on Nov 17, 2008 21:17:49 GMT -5
ooc: Great mini topic Van I think we did it really well ^^ time to get back to the main story though after this post *ques Amira's entrance!*
BiC:
Understanding the life of an Angel is obviously something that takes time to understand he thought, but it seemed right now like they were a bunch of spoiled brats. Kevin tried to put the thought out of his head.
"Sure has been awhile, wonder when the rest of this team will get here?" He asked, now with a less offensive tone. It seemed like Van here was the outcast Angel, which must be true if he was willing to come save the world.
Kevin noticed Van hadn't lit the cigarette yet, "Oh sorry 'bout that man...angel...Van" He took out his lighter and tossed it over to Van. He walked over to the far window looking out onto the street.
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Post by Vanadrian on Nov 17, 2008 21:31:20 GMT -5
OOC: I hope it's ok, though. I just kind of thought up stuff about Angels. And thought about how they might be in this world. I hope Amira didn't have other thoughts about them.
IC:
Vanadrian took the lighter and lit the cigarette, but didn't smoke it. It wasn't his thing. Though he knew his doppelganger might.
[Blue]"I'm sure they're all on there way. Or maybe she came upon a bit of trouble, I'm sure the supernatural have taken interest in this day as well. I have no knowledge of what may happen to demons and other things of evil intent on this world. No doubt they shall be more active. This feeling, the terror. They would surely feed on it."[/Blue] The smoke wafted over Van's nose the smell causing his Doppelganger to stir a bit. Van felt as if someone pushed him, and he lunged forward. The smoke was probably stimulating it. Maybe.
He handed the cigarette to the man. [Blue]"I'm sorry, but no."[/Blue]
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Nov 18, 2008 8:07:33 GMT -5
Buddy who was sitting down them suddenly flew almost hitting Van in the head. They looked to see him land on Amira shoulders and another standing beside her. "Glad to see you to getting along so well." She heard the little scuff when they were walking upon the building but didnt say anything about it. She walked past them. "This way." She walked down the hall way and knocked on the very last door. "Open up you bastered." She yelled. A few moments past as then a man opened the door. Amira walked past him and made sure the others followed her. "Everyone meet Hawk. The leader of the werewolf clan around these parts. He will help us and be the co leader with me so if you have a problem with that will tuff. Moving on."
"Amira my dear," Hawk began, "I'll take it from her. Why dont you take a breather."
She looked angery at him but did as he asked. "Fine." She said opening another door and walked through up the stairs to the roof."
Hawk watched her leave then turned to the mean when she was gone. "Sorry about her attitude. What is happening now is getting to her because of all this happening before. She lots a lover so sense then she doesnt let anyone get close to her. She acts like that to keep all the pain inside to focus on what is headed but I tell her could be her down fall. She doesnt listen to me. Anyway, thats a little on why Amira is like she is. So before get begin anyone hungery?"
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Post by Bucks23 on Nov 18, 2008 9:56:51 GMT -5
Eric followed Amira to the building and noticed another two people waiting inside... well one person, who was dressed like a soldier and a winged creature of somesort. Eric nodded a silent greeting to them and was suddenly hit by the wonderful smell of cigarette smoke. He breathed it in, savouring the sensation, it had been a while since he had come across a pack of smokes. There was no time for any words it seemed as they were chaperoned into a room and left in the company of a fellow Lycan called Hawk who asked if they were hungry.
Eric's stomach was empty but shook his head to the offer, he didn't know the people here well enough yet to except any food from them.
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Post by Vanadrian on Nov 18, 2008 15:26:27 GMT -5
Vanadrian jerked his head to his right side as a bird came quite close to his head. He looked behind him and saw this woman again, the bird now perched on her shoulder. She soon beckoned them inside a room and there stood Hawk, someone who was nothing more than a distant memory. Vanadrian bowed his head quickly. After a few short words between the woman and Hawk, the woman left to the roof, leaving Van and only two others there.
[Black]'Small group...'[/Black] Van's doppelganger quickly muttered to itself.
Was this really all? Surely there had to be more back up? But thinking about it, maybe this all there needed to be?
Hawk spoke once more, asking the group if anyone was hungry. Van rose his hand in a negative. Vanadrian looked to the other man, smiling so to appear he was silently greeting the man, even though he was studying the man up. He wasn't exactly someone who looked prepared for anything, nor did he look very excited to be here. Vanadrian rose his hand in the air, the cigarette still lit. He pointed it his way. Van wasn't using it any time soon.
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