Nathaniel Draven: ::Within a mere instance and a blur in the eyes of the woman he was behind her. His arms clamped down upon and around her own like two giant vicegrips, making sure she couldn't squirm free. That same smirk was upon his face. For a moment he shot a glance to the man who had summoned his sword. He didn't want to take that as a souveneir, but the pendant would prove otherwise useful, just in
Sadie Sabre: ((here i come...))
Nathaniel Draven: case he found Mari again. He held her down tight, making sure she could hardly even breath. He then prepared her, dragging her into a corner of the tavern, rather than out in the open.::
MotorPsycho667: ((<hides>))
Sadie Sabre: ((well after Monkey finishes))
Nathaniel Draven: (( o.o ))
Nathaniel Draven: (( Finished ))
Sadie Sabre: *The dull roar of a faraway motorcycle could be heard. The sound slowly grew louder and louder as it grew nearer and nearer. She could then be seen, her auburn, waist length hair flowing wildly behind her in the wind. She was dressed in black jeans, and a slightly baggy Metallica tee, also black. Over the tee was a biker jacket, black leather. She slowed as she pulled up, and then came to a stop, killing the engine. She
Sadie Sabre: dismounted, kicking the stand into place, then pulling off the helmet. She shook out her long auburn locks, then sat the helmet onto the bike before walking in. As the door opened, one could hear the quiet thud of her biker boots upon the wooden floor. Grey-green portals looked around the room. One's first thought would be to her height. She was 5'11, quite tall for a woman. One's second thought would be that she
Sadie Sabre: looked tough, but beautiful. Even under the jacket and slightly baggy shirt, one could make out a shapely figure. She walked to the bar counter and ordered her favorite. Tequila. She didn't care for the taste of beer, though she would occasionally drink one. She paid the tender for her drink and turned around, glass in one hand, leaning back against the bar as she again looked around, sipping the Mexican liquor. *
Nathaniel Draven: (( METALLICA!!! |...| ))
Sadie Sabre: ((New charrie ^^))
MotorPsycho667: ((metaaaaaallllicccaaaaaaa))
xXxXxCodixXxXx has entered the room.
Nathaniel Draven: (( Wait.. |...|, ))
Nathaniel Draven: (( :P ))
The DeathGoddess: ::she let out a sharp cry at the sudden movement and squirmed, writhing wildly within his grasp, or as wildly as possibly, before a hand slid back, pointing palm to him, and she began to lip soft words... a deep black glow emitting from her palm::..
Lillian Carrow: ::What a splendid, cool night. Soft pitter-patter of tiny, bare feet resounded ever so gently against the floorboards of the tavern. She had entered with little noise, the child being of mere weight. Delicate hands streaming against the barren sheetrock of walls. *Let's not bump into anything today, Tarro..* Irresolute indigo stare under doll like curls of
Lillian Carrow: deepened purple. Dirtied cheeks puffed outwards momentarily as the child breathed in, and exhaled out tiredly. A small, ragged, bunny stuffed animal tucked tightly under her left arm. Lillian, the one of sightless stare and broken wishes stammered inwards in search of food.::
MotorPsycho667: <sticks a cigar between his lips, completely oblivious to everything around him...>
MotorPsycho667: <lights it, and takes a hit from the cigar, blowing a plume of smoke upwards>
Nathaniel Draven: ::Before she even began to finish the encantation he clamped down upon her neck like a lion. His jaws were locked onto that supple flesh of hers, his craving needed to be eliminated. She was the unfortunate victim this time. His fangs dug into her neck like razorblades, tongue running over the already flowing blood. He didn't care much about the magic she was trying to use. But..as a
HalfSaiyanTank has entered the room.
Nathaniel Draven: precaution, one hand rose up and settled on the bottom of her chin, forcing her mouth shut from the bottom.::
Nathaniel Draven: (( >P ))
DrakonisXantelis: sheathed sword, which in turn feel onto the table with a clash. So Drakonis didn't trust anyone. Why would he have to? He to a final
MotorPsycho667: <sighs and looks at his bottle of tequila, and drains the rest of the bottle, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, and orders another one>
DrakonisXantelis: (><)
DrakonisXantelis: ((Fukin' mouse...void that..))
xXxXxCodixXxXx: ....o.o;
MotorPsycho667: <cracks the bottle open on a fang, and drinks deeply, then takes another hit on his cigar... neither doing much to lift his spirits>
The DeathGoddess: ::she hissed the words now, through the clenched teeth, finishing as that hand opened wide, and she cried out in pain, muffledly, as blood poured into his mouth, a sudden, horrifically large cloud of ebony fumes raising from her hand, surrounding Nathaniel, which could easily knock someone out or at least give them one damn bad headache... [Dark Mist]... an attack she knew, like Magus::
Nathaniel Draven: (( What does exactly do to the recipient? ))
Nathaniel Draven: (( does it* ))
Sadie Sabre: *She sat her glass down, and held her hands slightly behind her back. The jacket slid off, and down into her hands. She sat the the jacket on a stool next to her, then her portals fell upon the man. He was drinking tequila as well. Good choice. She downed her glass, and ordered another, nodding a hello in the man's direction. He looked down, but who was she to get into his business. If he wanted to talk,
Sadie Sabre: he would. If not she sure as hell wasnt going to make him. But she was beginning to wonder if that was his bike she saw when she entered. Helluva bike, it was*
Lillian Carrow: ::She was quiet, that was a given. Shy at most, though what was to be expected from a five year old unaware of her surroundings? That darling upturned nose scrunched a little at the smell of blood. Oh dear.. Vampires again. Cautiously Lillian meandered throughout the perimeter of the room until she found a refuge. A table. While smacking
Lillian Carrow: her forehead gently against the edge, the tiny one whimpered, then lowered herself even more so to hide for the ime being::
The DeathGoddess: (( >o.o< lol.. it can do multiple things.. depending on your immunity to magic... the worse is it could knock you out immediately with the fumes by having them seep through your skin and in your breath... the least effective, if you're a magic elemental... headache.... for a vampire.. either KO or at least stunn or burn their eyes ))
Lillian Carrow: [ Time* ]
SuikodenZ has entered the room.
SuikodenZ: hiya
MotorPsycho667: <sees her for the first time and nods at her, despite his problems, she was still fine...>
SuikodenZ: O.o;
Nathaniel Draven: ::He felt the pain burning within him, driving his desires even more to take of this poor girl completely. His fangs clamped down on her neck, his mouth actually almost closing completely. He would inflict pain to her as well..if she wanted to play that game. His hands reached up and grasped a large portion of her hair. Without warning he yanked violently downwards towards the ground, his eyes
SuikodenZ: O.o;
The DeathGoddess: (( >x.X< you suck! You're gunna kill her!! ))
MotorPsycho667: <drains the rest of his bottle, and grins at her>
SuikodenZ: hi to you too?
Nathaniel Draven: burning, along with other senses. With this it would clearly take off a large portion of flesh from her neck, since he didn't let go of her. His eyes were illuminated a dark red, trying to phase out the magic that she had cast upon him. His finger began rubbing at them::
MotorPsycho667: that your cycle outside?
Nathaniel Draven: (( fingers* ))
Sadie Sabre: *She smiled back, and nodded* The one i saw on the way in yours?
MotorPsycho667: <grins> who else here is big enough to handle it?
DrakonisXantelis: :Drakonis stand, and tightly grasps the sheathed death bringer, shaking his head. He takes the bottle in his other hand and moves toward the Vampyre and his selected pray, setting it down:: Feel free to finish this ::he glances at the Vampyre, a grin crossing his
SuikodenZ: Time to bring in McDohl!
DrakonisXantelis: face. Of course, having demon blood he know what the man planned on doing, but, Drakonis really didn't give to jacks of a rat's dick if the Creature of the Night went though with his plans. He then turns to the woman, simply nods, before the same indigo
DrakonisXantelis: flames that summoned Drakonis sword circle him, causing him to to vanish as fast as he came::
Wait In Silence: *playing Suikoden ironicly*
MotorPsycho667: <nods> Thats a nice bike, s' a customized ducati monster isnt it?
SuikodenZ: lol
DrakonisXantelis: ((and Goddammit I gotta go soon,,,))
SuikodenZ: she loves meh!
The DeathGoddess: ::she let out a sharp cry, her dress becomming stained in blood as she was shoved down, her hand grasping at her pendant as she tumbled down, panting and whimpering, beginning to whisper something under her breath as she trembled, feeling the wooziness of bloodlose set in::..
Sadie Sabre: *She laughed softly* Very nice.
MotorPsycho667: <nods> Well, I built it myself <smiles>
DrakonisXantelis: ((and fuck myself for typing to slow))
HalfSaiyanTank: -IC-
Sadie Sabre: *Her brow raised* Very nice indeed.
HalfSaiyanTank: ::The door opened slowly allowing a cold gust of wind to flow in, then a 5'8 tall figure steps in, his black neck length hair with a single green bang to the left side swaying slowly. His chocolate black eyes opened slowly, resembling his older brother Trunks very much. He wore the outfit his brother had worn before he died, black cargo pants,
HalfSaiyanTank: orange boots, a black tanktop and a navy blue jacket with a capsule corp patch on the left sleeve. His power level was rocketing up as he looked around the room slowly, his eyes calm and aware. He'd be ready for anything, especially a fight if he needed to do so::
SuikodenZ: -McDohl IC-
SuikodenZ: ::he walks across the roof tops letting the wind blow through his long Azure hair. He had let it grow out and now reached down his back. His Quartz plate mail was polished quite well, reflecting the sunlight off of it. His Gauntlets and greaves were made from the same Polished Quartz. His silver cape draped down to his heels. The regal markings on the back formed a large symbol, which appeared to be a sickle.::
SuikodenZ: ::his tail curled around the waist of his Gray Karate Gi, as he looked over the side. He placed two fingers in the center of his forehead and began concentrating. in an instant he was teleported to the street below. His expression was as cheery as usual. His hair blew around his face as the sunlight glinted over his features. He wore a golden locket, in the shape of a diamond, around his neck.::
MotorPsycho667: <smiles> Glad you think so, yours is pretty nice
SuikodenZ: ::he kept his Black sheath at his side. Inside was a long Silver saber, decorated with a few emeralds and rubies around the hilt. The Saber was polished quite nicely. He had taken good care of it, due to the extreme pressure put on it in his battles. The blade was already capable of Cutting flesh at a touch, but he insisted on sharpening it every day.::
SuikodenZ: ((where si everyone?))
SuikodenZ: is*
MotorPsycho667: ((<shields eyes> dude, less of the yellow please?))
HalfSaiyanTank: ((im in the bar))
DrakonisXantelis has left the room.
Nathaniel Draven: ::An ungodly roar eminated from him and was released. His senses were on complete edge. Reptilian like wings sprouted from his back, his fingers forming into three solid digits, each ending with a sharp talon. His toes did the same thing, although they were wider and used for gripping. He looked back down at his prey who was screaming and chanting things. With a sudden, swift movement he
SuikodenZ: ((that better?))
MotorPsycho667: ((much, thankyou))
SuikodenZ: ((k))
SuikodenZ: ::he walks down the street through the huge crowds towards the bar. He grasped the door handle and turned it slowly stepping inside. The usual scent lingered in the air. Decay and beer were the main scent here. Not that he really cared, he preferred it that way.::
Nathaniel Draven: picked her up in his arms, licking at the wound that was pouring blood from within it. He needed that blood..wanted that blood..wanted to taste that blood. His eyes were still that dark red color, a small smirk appearing upon his face as he drew away for a second and licked his lips. His very senses were still burning from her spell.::
Sadie Sabre: Thank you *She offered him a seemingly delicate hand* Im Sheena, and you would be? *she smiled, a sort of grin. This guy was interesting. In more ways than one....*
HalfSaiyanTank: ::he looked up, turning around to McDohl, recognizing him as a full blooded saiyan::
MotorPsycho667: <removes his riding gauntlets and extends a large brutal hand> Ray, a pleasure to meet you Sheena <gently takes her hand and shakes>
Lillian Carrow: ::Recoiling from the cries and other noises she heard, Lillian's hands grasped the legs of the table. It was always so strange, the sounds she took in. Sometimes it was as if she imagined them completely. Though these were true pleads for help. While one hand wrenched tightly at the table leg, the opposed arm held Tarro to her chest. While
Lillian Carrow: sniffling, the five year old spoke down to her beloved security toy.:: It's okay, Tarro... don't be scared. We've been through worse.. ::For the girl was human, after all. None would taste more sweet than such a child of innocence::
SuikodenZ: ::he stepped to the counter taking note of the half-breed::
HalfSaiyanTank: ::he bowed his head in respects to McDohl::
The DeathGoddess: ::she finished her chant, [Dark Seal] which she had been forced to use upon a portal a long time ago, and a bright red polygon slowly formed around her, seperating her from him, almost skin-tight against her, as it grew suddenly as hard as stone it seemed, transluscent red, and she felt her vision begin to blurr::..
Nathaniel Draven: (( What's she doing? ))
SuikodenZ: ::he smiled a bit and nodded to him signalling for a beer, which came to him immediatly.::
The DeathGoddess: (( she did a dark seal... it's a shield of protection and isolation.. she did it on a portal in CT.. so no one could get to it ))
Sadie Sabre: *She smiled, shaking his large hand lightly, noteing his gentlness. She liked that. One should be tough, but able to be gentle at times as well. She was finding herself taken by him*
Nathaniel Draven: (( What happens if he touches her? ))
HalfSaiyanTank: ((he called it to him?))
The DeathGoddess: (( >o.O< its like an impenitrible wall... it'll be there until the magic wears off.. which might be a while...))
MotorPsycho667: <grins, his sharp teeth gleaming in the half light>
MotorPsycho667: Buy yew a drink?
Nathaniel Draven: (( Can he stop her from leaving? ))
Nathaniel Draven: (( o.o; ))
The DeathGoddess: (( >o.o<; she is stuck in that spot until the thing is lifted ))
HalfSaiyanTank: ::he smirked a bit, then he looked more like his father, Prince Vegeta::
Nathaniel Draven: (( So...it's like an invisible wall? ))
The DeathGoddess: (( when he sets her down, the seal will grow into a triangle.... its a transluscent-red polygon around her ))
The DeathGoddess: (( so its not invisible.. its see-through red ))
Sadie Sabre: *She nodded* sure, thank you. *She smiled up at him*
SuikodenZ: ::he growled at the bartender who gave him a soda instead of a beer:: damn age limits...
MotorPsycho667: whatcha drinking?
HalfSaiyanTank: .............
HalfSaiyanTank: they suck don't they?
HalfSaiyanTank: ::he said to McDohl, smirking::
Sadie Sabre: Tequila.
SuikodenZ: ::he nodded drinking the soda.:: bastard. I'm a year young! Can't ya give me a break?!
Raen has entered the room.
Nathaniel Draven: ::He was caught off guard by this one's magic and immediately dropped her to the ground. He watched as that sort of protective barrier was over her, snarling at it's very presence. He was still slightly hungry..but nothing too bad. He licked the remainder of the blood from his lips, slowly reforming into his more human like appearance. That smirk was still about him. He could wait until that
The DeathGoddess: ((hey Rachie ))
Raen: ::crawls on in..::
Raen: ((Hola chica bonita ))
Nathaniel Draven: barrier wore off, and when it did..he would pursue the hunt, if she didn't die from blood loss in her little "safe haven".::
HalfSaiyanTank: ::he walked over picking up a root beer::
MotorPsycho667: <grins and orders two bottles of tequila, handing one to her> A fine choice M'lady, here is your drink
HalfSaiyanTank: i'd drink a beer but then i'd go back to my world and mom'd kick my ass
SuikodenZ: heheh.
HalfSaiyanTank: father too...
The DeathGoddess: ::the Dark Seal had grown, into a good-sized pyramid of transluscent-crimson walls about her as she laid there, breathing slowly as blood slowly seeped from her neck.. if she didnt wake up soon.. she would die of bloodloss..::
SuikodenZ: yeah. I got all these aids... they keep yelling at m,e when I do something wrong.
HalfSaiyanTank: ::mocks Vegeta's voice and does pretty good:: you have beer on your breath!!
SuikodenZ: ::laughs::
HalfSaiyanTank: ::he smirks a bit::
HalfSaiyanTank: then uncle gives me his dan lecture
HalfSaiyanTank: ::waves a finger and mocks Goku's voice:: ya know beer kills ya liver
SuikodenZ: ::laughs louder nearly choking::
Sadie Sabre: *She laughed softly, and took a bottle, opening it with a hand and taking a deep drink, turning her head back, those portals closed. Slowly they opened and she swallowed* Mmm
HalfSaiyanTank: then even worse
HalfSaiyanTank: Master Goten tells me better stuff to drink
HalfSaiyanTank: and eat
MotorPsycho667: <cracks his own bottle open on a fang, spits the lid out into the spitoon with a nice BING! sound, and drinks from the bottle>
HalfSaiyanTank: i'm a fuckin teen yeesh
MotorPsycho667: So, Sheena, tell me bout yerself?
HalfSaiyanTank: ::he chugs the root beer::
SuikodenZ: ::laughs:: Goten huh? Goku's son. He fought in my army.
HalfSaiyanTank: Really?
HalfSaiyanTank: are you from another world too?
HalfSaiyanTank: or do you rely on skill and not age?
Sadie Sabre: *She laughed out loud, shaking her head a bit. She took another sip, then slipped down onto a stool* What would you like to know?
HalfSaiyanTank: Gohan's gotta be my favorite cousin though
HalfSaiyanTank: He doesn't care about what ya gotta drink
SuikodenZ: heh
MotorPsycho667: Well, the usual... where your from, any allergies, etc the usual... <grins>
SuikodenZ: Goku was always giving us lectures... then the maids mostly quit cause theyt wouldn't clean his room... and the meals... ::sighs::
MotorPsycho667: <sticks another cigar between his lips and waves a hand over the tip, which bursts into flames... he's just showing off now>
Nathaniel Draven: ::He rubbed the side of his head, not quite sure of what to do until that magical barrier was opened. He took a seat atop a nearby table, watching as the blood poured from her neck wound and into the small little pyramid she had set up around herself. He was actually beginning to feel sorry for her, his protectiveness and conscience getting to him. He tried to get rid of it, torn between helping her
Nathaniel Draven: and completely destroying her. He licked one of his fangs, his arms crossing over his chest as he looked on.::
HalfSaiyanTank: Hmmm
HalfSaiyanTank: My mother always says my room's dirty
HalfSaiyanTank: When it's sparkling
SuikodenZ: Who's your mom?
HalfSaiyanTank: all i do is steal one of her capsules and throw it down amd my rooms squeaky clean
HalfSaiyanTank: her name's Bulma
SuikodenZ: ::McDohl only knows who's in Ian-mun's Fan-fiction::
SuikodenZ: ((^-^))
SuikodenZ: Bulma, eh? Never heard of her.
Lillian Carrow: ::The startling noises of screams and beast-like growls had ceased. Was it over? Had they left? Warily, that small hand uncoiled from around the table leg. Every motion proceeded was done in fragmental movements. She couldn't be too sure of herself. Vampires had tricky ways of silencing themselves. This, the small child new. Sadly, the
HalfSaiyanTank: She's married to Vegeta
Lillian Carrow: poor thing wasn't even sure if Vampires really existed. Never had she seen one, of course. Though fairy tales were told and who else was she to believe? Sorcerers were apparently there. Even though there was a deffinite posibility of their being fakes. Lillian might believe anything. But fear ruled her senses. Then... Dear God Almighty... Someone
Lillian Carrow: sat at the table which she was under.. Reaching out to grab the leg of the table again, Lillian made a horrible mistake, grabbing the being's leg..::
HalfSaiyanTank: who happens to be my father
SuikodenZ: Vegita? The king? I thought he had a wife?
SuikodenZ: named...
HalfSaiyanTank: No..
HalfSaiyanTank: His son the prince
SuikodenZ: ::blinks::
The DeathGoddess: ::there was a small whimper as she began to regain consciousness, raising a blood-stained hand to grasp at the air as she murmured, quite audible as her voice echoed inside the seal::... Janus... dont go..
HalfSaiyanTank: He named his son after him
SuikodenZ: oh! the hot head who kept Goku in line!
HalfSaiyanTank: Yes
HalfSaiyanTank: He's so strict
SuikodenZ: wow. I'm sorry for you kid ::he places a hand omn his shoulder::
HalfSaiyanTank: He wakes me up.........
HalfSaiyanTank: At 5:00 AM
HalfSaiyanTank: And says...
HalfSaiyanTank: ::vegeta voice:: Goten is waiting for you! Go train!
HalfSaiyanTank: I tell him to shut up one day..
SuikodenZ: ::blinks::
Nathaniel Draven: ::He peeked under the table as he felt the small clasp of his leg. He wondered what it possibly was that was grasping his leg, but he soon found out that it was a small child. He always had a heart for children, never being able to bring himself to harm one of the tiny creatures. He smiled kindly to the little girl, taking note of the pitiful cry of the woman inside the barrier. One hand reached
SuikodenZ: your brave
HalfSaiyanTank: And he throws me out in the street in my boxers then throws my clothes at me
SuikodenZ: hahahahahahahaha!!!
HalfSaiyanTank: hehe
SuikodenZ: ::chokes again:: <hack> Hahahah!!! <cough>
Nathaniel Draven: gently and took ahold of the small girl's wrist, pulling her from the table. He then wrapped his arms around her and sat her on his lap, smiling still.:: What are you doing under there, little one?
HalfSaiyanTank: Then a girl from my school walks by "heeeeyyy Tank! Nice boxers, call me some time^.^"
SuikodenZ: ::blinks::
SuikodenZ: lucky bastard
SuikodenZ: Hahahahahahahah!!!
Sadie Sabre: *She smiled* Not alergic to anything..that i know of *She giggled softly* Im from Derry. Its a little city *she grinned* How about yourself?
HalfSaiyanTank: My dad can me crazy
HalfSaiyanTank: *be
HalfSaiyanTank: He's in his 50's now but he can still fight
MotorPsycho667: Well, I forget where I come from, I spend alot of time with my bike club though, thats way over in england
MotorPsycho667: <grins> that explains my weird accent
SuikodenZ: He's a saiya-jin!
HalfSaiyanTank: True
Wait In Silence: I love how people in this talk to each other with private infor and the guy right next to them they try to trick can't hear them...
MotorPsycho667: <at the moment, he chooses to keep his deamonic bloodline a secret, most mortals tend to dislike creatures of the pit>
Sadie Sabre: *She giggled, actually liking his accent, though she wouldnt say so. Not now at least. She'd just ment the guy.* Bike club? Interesting...
HalfSaiyanTank: I wonder though
HalfSaiyanTank: When I'm his age....will I still be as skillful...
MotorPsycho667: Yeah, the Dog Soldiers MCC
HalfSaiyanTank: Goten trains me hard
The DeathGoddess: ::she slowly fluttered her eyes open, noting her weariness as she began to chant softly to herself once more, tracing something in the air with her fingertip::..
MotorPsycho667: <grins> your lookin at the Sgt At Arms
SuikodenZ: He's a hlaf-breed too.
HalfSaiyanTank: On my laps I'll be a second late finishing he tells me "......do it again.."
HalfSaiyanTank: Yeah..
Sadie Sabre: *She laughed* Very interesting..
HalfSaiyanTank: But he's like a full-blood in my world
HalfSaiyanTank: Skillful
HalfSaiyanTank: He can go SSJ4
SuikodenZ: hmm.
SuikodenZ: very good for his age and all.
MotorPsycho667: <he shrugs mildly> I guess, we're pretty small... but we havnt met another club that can stop us
Lillian Carrow: ::Pertrified, Lillian attempted to withdraw her hand before any harm was done. It seemed as though everyone wanted to hurt her in some way. Her speed wasn't very much. Before she could correct herself, Lillian found her wrist to be taken a hold of and before she knew it, her entire little self seated in the lap of a stranger. Tarro was hugged dearly..
HalfSaiyanTank: ((hey Ian))
Lillian Carrow: Limbs of cold wrapped around her and Lillian began to shake slightly. She recalled how her big brother, Jason, had told her never to be afraid of strangers. That they wanted to help. But trusting strangers was what got him into trouble. The tiny thing took in a long breath, then stopped herself, turning her head a little so that she might look in the
Lillian Carrow: creature's direction. Those vacant eyes shone sullenly as she spoke in less than a whisper:: Tarro and I were 'fraid of the noises.. Who're you..?
HalfSaiyanTank: ((i have the official descriptions for SSJ5-10))
HalfSaiyanTank: ((a new DB series is gonna introduce them))
Wait In Silence: er
MotorPsycho667: ((whats an SSJ5-10?))
HalfSaiyanTank: ((Super Saiyan levels))
MotorPsycho667: ((ahhh, thanx))
Nathaniel Draven: You may call me Nate if you wish. ::He ruffled her hair slightly, smiling at her still. He wouldn't do children any harm, only if they were extremely hostile towards him. He had seen children being killed before..when he was very young himself, and couldn't stand to see a single one of them being killed at all. He looked down at the little doll she had given a name.."Tarro" it seemed. He then
Sadie Sabre: *She grinned* I see. *she yawned lightly and blinked a few times, clearing her tired vision*
MotorPsycho667: <grins back>
Nathaniel Draven: looked back to her, wondering what it would be like to be a father. The thought slowly left him as he looked over her tiny shoulder and over to the woman who was trapped inside her own prison. If she didn't do something quick she would surely die.::
The DeathGoddess: ::the spell had been complete... [Dark Aura] as a soft black aura slowly surrounded her, followed by a trail of sparkles, and the bleeding stopped, feeling the flesh begin to regennerate... slowly though.... very very slowly... at least the blood had stopped.. but she was still almost unconscious once more::
MotorPsycho667: <a small cube flies in through a window and floats in front of him, then it speaks: "Message for Ray, from a male aquiantence, will you accept?" he nods, and the machine relays a recording. "Ray? You don't know me, but I have some... business for you, meet me at Brythagg's point in two hours if you're interested" the machine beeps the end of the message, and flies out>
MotorPsycho667: <he sighs and turns back to her> I gotta go hun <he hands her a card> you can contact me with the number on this card
Sadie Sabre: *She smiled* Alright *she wondered what the hell that was all about, but then it want any of her business* Will do.
MotorPsycho667: <grins> excellent
Sadie Sabre: *She grinned back, laughing softly*
MotorPsycho667: <he stands up and puts his gauntlets, goggles and helmet on, and walks outside to his motorcycle>
MotorPsycho667: <he sits on it, and kickstarts the engine, the tavern rumbles again at the sound of the growly engine, then he clicks into gear and peels out in a cloud of dust and flames>
MotorPsycho667 has left the room.
Lillian Carrow: ::Although young and surely naive, Lillian's senses other than sight were quite advanced. Especially her hearing. While the man mussed up her hair, those deep purple ringlets bounced slightly. Of course the girl had a strong sense of fear within, but equally enough, curiosity seemed to rule all other impulses. She giggled almost happily. The sense of touch was
Lillian Carrow: not something Lillian knew all too well. Softly, those tiny palms and fingers rose up, leaving Tarro in her lap, she began to examine his arms which bound her to him. So.. unlike her own. They appeared to lack warmth, though that wasn't uncommon with people she met. Like Seishirou.. He was always so nice. An endearing little smile was offered as she cranked her
Lillian Carrow: head upwards to be polite in a way. She'd been taught always to *look* at people when being spoken to, as well as vice-versa. It was a difficult task, though quite amusing to watch her try.:: ..My name is Lillian. But some people call me Lily..::Perking lightly, she
HalfSaiyanTank: ::gets up and walks out:: -ooc- shows are comin on soon so ill be ooc
Lillian Carrow: gestured to the idle doll in her lap.. a decrepid rabbit:: Oh.. and that's Tarro.. he's kinda shy..
Nathaniel Draven: It's nice to meet you Lillian. May I ask what you are doing in a place like this without any guardians? ::He looked down to the woman who had gone unconcious. He decided he would try to help her if she wanted when that barrier wore off. A small sigh escaped him, becoming a little worried even. The presence of children or Mari always calmed those primal senses and put them into somewhat of a dormant state.
Nathaniel Draven: He wished that damn thing would wear off sooner. But knowing his luck, she wouldn't trust him....yet he was the one who had attacked her in the first place. His eyes were still burning slightly from that defensive spell she used against him.::
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oO Wind Demon Oo has entered the room.
oO Wind Demon Oo: Hi
oO Wind Demon Oo: I'm taking a poll.
oO Wind Demon Oo: What are your favorite things to do besides going online?
oO Wind Demon Oo: Hmmm?
oO Wind Demon Oo: /me is odd
Nathaniel Draven: (( Working out ))
oO Wind Demon Oo: ok
Lillian Carrow: [ Reading.. ]
oO Wind Demon Oo: mine are as follows
oO Wind Demon Oo: I like sorting pencils by eraser size, fixing broken rubber bands for 15¢ each, getting ants drunk bye filling their antholes with beer and last but not least stalking the lady across the street.
oO Wind Demon Oo: e.e
Nathaniel Draven: (( .... ))
Lillian Carrow: [ He's trying to be funny. ]
Nathaniel Draven: (( You have some serious problems, pal ))
Lillian Carrow: [ Let's all clap in pity. ]
oO Wind Demon Oo: You are correct!
Nathaniel Draven: (( ::Claps:: ))
Lillian Carrow: [ ::She then clapped:: ]
oO Wind Demon Oo: Give yourself a dollar!
oO Wind Demon Oo: ::stupid::
oO Wind Demon Oo: //o.o
The DeathGoddess: ::she slowly has fallen back into unconsciousness, grasping at her pendant for dear life and the Dark Seal begin to whirr slightly::..
oO Wind Demon Oo: ok cya l8tr
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Lillian Carrow: ::She returned her head to its natural state, non-chalantly stroking the ruined fur off of the stuffed animal she really believed to be alive. Fingers nimbly worked at Tarro's ears as she hessitated answering. To be truthful, she really had no idea where her parents were. Though childish lies which were always easy to decifer proved to answer
Lillian Carrow: without further explanation. That sightless stare fell over towards the drection of frantic noises belonging to someone rather feminine. Lillian stirred in his lap, tugging at the green dress she wore..:: I don't really.. know where they are. I came here for
Lillian Carrow: some food. Me and Tarro are really hungry. ::She whimpered once again, hearing the horrid noises.. if it wasn't enough that she'd been starving, now there were crazy people passing out. The horror.::
Nathaniel Draven: Lilian..excuse me for a minute. ::He slowly slid her off his lap and sat her onto the table top. She was a cute little thing, but he had more important matters to worry about. He knelt beside the small barrier that was between him and the unconcious woman who was clutching to her pendant. His own hand was placed against the barrier, waiting for it to completely collapse. He didn't know how he was
Nathaniel Draven: going to exactly help her, he didn't want to change her into a vampire. That was far too much responsibility and a problem he didn't want to hinder him for the rest of his time on earth. He glanced back to the little girl, then back to his previous victim.::
The DeathGoddess: ::the pyramid slowly collapsed... she laid there, no longer having been bleeding from her Dark Aura spell.... and in fact, her wound had been repairing itself.. and now was about half the size he had previously made it... she knew more magic.. but she was unconscious so she couldnt cast any::
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Lillian Carrow: ::Quietly, Lillian bowed her head down in recodnition to his excusing. Her tummy seemed to let out a somewhat audible grumbling while she continued petting the stuffed animal. The coaxing little rabbit always seemed to keep her mind off things that hurt or frightened her. Pig-tails hung lowly against her mid-back. The wandering youth was in
Lillian Carrow: such ragged garb, looking as though she could really use a good sterilizing. Pouty lips presented a nondescript expression as she stared into nothingness. Very few thoughts if any poured through the child's mind. There hadn't been much to think about.. eye-candy wasn't something she could relate to::
Typhuun has entered the room.
Typhuun: I've got like 2 spots open in the tournament
Typhuun: anyone wanna join?
Lillian Carrow: [ Is it just me.. or shouldn't you go around asking the characters themselves in FF fashion? ]
Typhuun: well, that would require an entrance
Typhuun: and would take a very long time
Lillian Carrow: [ I guess you should get to it, then.. ]
Typhuun: I can save a lot of time by first asking the muns if they have the slightest interest in having their characters join
Typhuun: which is what I'm doing
SuikodenZ: what u talkin' bout'?
Lillian Carrow: [ Un-formal. ::Cough:: ]
SuikodenZ: I was afk
Typhuun: informal*
Lillian Carrow: [ Un. ]
Nathaniel Draven: ::He slowly knelt over, scooping her up in his arms as he had done before. He then stood, making his way over to the couch, it was a lot better for her to lie on then the ragged, antique, floorboards. They were in a poor condition and weren't the cleanest place for her to be. Upon reaching the sofa he sat her down upon it, making sure her head rested upon the arm rest. He then looked back
Nathaniel Draven: over at Lily, taking a short walk to the table where he had set her. He picked her up as well and ventured over to the couch, taking a seat on it with her upon her lap. He would wait for the woman that was unconcious to wake up, then he would help her. A small smile was on his face. He spoke quietly, looking to the girl.:: So..how often do you come to places like this with Tarot?
The DeathGoddess: Janus... come back... ::she murmured softly under her breath, unconsciously, as if having a bad dream as she writhed slightly, before dozing back off::
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The DeathGoddess: (( ::getting lazy with her posts:: ))
Devinitas Furia: ::slides IC::
Lillian Carrow: ::She pondered the question for a few short seconds. Wandering and lifts from people like Nate was was brought her to places the like. It was a rather unsure question to ask. She couldn't quite answer the things he wondered. While trying to grasp a sense of where she was in the room now, Lillian re-traced his movements from where she last
Lillian Carrow: was.. calculating in her head where the door was. It had always been useful to know where the exit was.. prevented her from walking into things. She hadn't liked being in the middle of the room too often. The perimeter of the buildings she entered never seemed to have too many articles of such furnature to be in the way.:: Um. I'm not sure if
Lillian Carrow: Tarro an' me have even been here before. They all smell the same.. like yucky drinks and smelly people. ::Stopping herself, Lillian had hoped she didn't offend her new friend, though it seemed like Nate hadn't smelled like anything which was highly detected.. only the usual. The usual of course being
Lillian Carrow: blood. Re-adjusting herself in his lap, as she'd done before, Lillian blinked those sightless eyes and continued speaking in that high-pitched, though whispering voice..:: And people are always being hurt.. it's not very nice to hear, you know..
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Hoshi Furia: *The tavern door squeezes open, and a small child steps in. His spikey brown hair falls into his eyes, and he doesnt bother to shake it back. Deep brown eyes can just be seen from under the hair. He looked to be around five or six. The boy was dressed in
Hoshi Furia: ((shit))
Hoshi Furia: ((nix that))
Lillian Carrow: [ Ooo! Playmate. >D ]
Devinitas Furia: ((What?))
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Hoshi Furia: *The tavern door squeezes open, and a small child steps in. His spikey brown hair falls into his eyes, and he doesnt bother to shake it back. Deep brown eyes can just be seen from under the hair. He looked to be around five or six and was wearing a black leather jacket, a few weapons hidden within. He also wore slightly baggy jeans, which came to his ankles, covering~
The DeathGoddess: ((hey Gabe, Eddie ))
Gabriel Edward84: hi..
Gabriel Edward84: who's IC?
The DeathGoddess: (( me, mikey, Akari-mun, and both Furia's.. im IC as Schala Zeal ))
Gabriel Edward84: k..
SuikodenZ: (( I am too, but I'm not that active for now))
SuikodenZ: ((g2g))
Nathaniel Draven: ::He hugged her close to him for a mere instance, looking back down to the unconcious woman. His left hand gently stroked through her hair as she slept. Hopefully she would wake up soon, he owed her an apology. If not for the interference of the small child he might have killed her. The innocent beings tamed his primal instincts. He wished he could remember what it was like to be a child
Gabriel Edward84: ::Wonders off, away from the computer, repeatedly saying "Food... Food.. Hmm, food.. Hungry, food..." to himself::
Devinitas Furia: ((BRB))
Hoshi Furia: his boots. Over one shoulder was a leather bag which contained items one would need to for solitary living. Upon his back was a sword, small, just his size. He looked about, seeming to be looking for someone. He sighed softly, not seeing htem, or anyone he knew for that matter, and climbed up into the nearest chair, sitting at a table all by himself*
Gabriel Edward84: -afk-
Nathaniel Draven: again. The witnessing of his parent's death had erased most of his memories before that. Certain traumatic events deleted one's memory to a certain point.::
Devinitas Furia: ((Well, nevermind. Gotta go. BBL))
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The DeathGoddess: Mmm... ::those eyes slowly slid open... half awake... she was intoxicated from the pain of her wound and grogginess of bloodloss, those slightly-glazed eyes gazing up at him calmly.. too calmly... tiredly::
Sadie Sabre has entered the room.
Sadie Sabre: gabe
Sadie Sabre: nu nm
Sadie Sabre: Monkey
Sadie Sabre: do me a huge favor?
Nathaniel Draven: (( Sure ))
Sadie Sabre: copy Hoshi's post
Sadie Sabre: and send it to me in an IM
Sadie Sabre: pwease?
Sadie Sabre: thank ou hun
Lillian Carrow: ::Oh, she would have questioned her surroundings, thought it was all too obvious that someone was in pain, and a few others were paying no attention whatsoever to the three. It was almost funny... Someone could be getting their arm ripped off and the other inhabitants about the room would carry on as if it was nothing. Was the little girl the only one
Lillian Carrow: aware of such terror despite her lack of sight? It could be quite so. Unsure of what was to come, Lillian prepared herself for more adjusting and replacement as the faint sound of the woman wakening was heard through ears shrouded by the thickness of purple. She yawned, a mouth opening. A mouth without fangs. Something which was rare
Lillian Carrow: around these parts.::
Lillian Carrow: [ This character doesn't have much point to it. Just something cute to play with. ]
Nathaniel Draven: ::He still stroked his hand through the woman's hair as she lay upon the couch, hoping she was feeling better. With her being awake meant that she could chant some magical spell and heal herself. That was definitely a good sign..but she looked tired. He was unsure of what to say to her, holding that off until she was fully concious. He also stroked a hand through the small girl's hair. She needed
Nathaniel Draven: some attention..the poor little thing didn't have any parents..that he knew. It was obvious that her white lie was quite transparent. He held her close to him, protectively, as if she was his own daughter.::
Lillian Carrow: [ Aww. :o! ]
The DeathGoddess: ::she drew in a deep, unsteady breath, before tracing something with her fingernail in the air, her lips syncing to something silent... she stalled a moment, vision blurring... before continueing once more, hesitantly, as if fearing she might pass out in the middle of the spell::
The DeathGoddess: ::the spell completed... [Dark Aura] once more.. and two times the energy, from having overlapped the spell from before, her wound finally sealed up fully, though still covered in now-drying blood, her hand slowly slipping down upon her stomach to rest::
Lillian Carrow: ::Well, what more could the child do, but sit and wait. Life was like that. An eternity of waiting.. Meager comforting. Strangely she appreciated all of it. That attention span was unlike any other child's. She had learned to wait and be extremely patient for what she wanted. Which was never much. Carefully, those tiny hands slipped into a pocket of her dress.
Lillian Carrow: Hoping she might find something to eat. Ah! Lady luck shined today. Rummaging lightly through it, Lillian soon pulled out a broken, stale cracker. Feeling it through in case she were to bite into a piece of something cardboard, a slight smile pressed over her lips. Without another thought, she broke it in half and gave the larger piece to Tarro, setting it
Lillian Carrow: on his lap. The remaining fragment of cracker popped into her mouth... She pulled a face after a few rounds of chewing. It was indeed yucky. Distasteful, though Lillian continued munching on it, and finally swallowing rather hard..::
Nathaniel Draven: Lily..can you do me a favor and take care of this woman? I must be departing now. ::With that he gently and slowly slid the small girl off of his lap and onto the couch where he had been sitting. She was so cute, he wanted nothing more than to give her a big giant squeeze. He knew that would seem sort of odd for her though. He ruffled her hair before turning towards the exit of the tavern,
The DeathGoddess: (( ;.; aww... ))
Nathaniel Draven: beginning his short journey to the door. He stopped right before pushing it open, his right hand gathering his cloak from the coatrack and slipping it about him. He then opened the door and dashed out into the pouring rain, shutting it as quietly as he could behind him.::
Nathaniel Draven: (( Gtg ;.; ))
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The DeathGoddess: (( >o.o< lol... wanna go ooc since there are only two of us? ))
Lillian Carrow: ::She offered a puzzled stare towards the woman beside her.. sheepishly, Lillian smiled and took the cracker Tarro had in his lap. It seemed like Tarro wasn't too hungry today. That was all well and fine. Leaning in towards the lady, Lillian held out the piece of stale cracker to her.
Lillian Carrow: And honest look over the child's face..:: You'll be okay. My new friend Nate told me to take care of you.. I guess I can try..