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Post by ArchAngelChris on Jun 18, 2006 21:42:16 GMT -5
"Okay, I'll try," Riley mumbled to the picture, finally on the move once more, she continued to stare at the letters in silent amazement. At that, she glanced around at all the alley ways, releasing a loud groan, trying to choose which one this Bree person was to begin with.
Which also brought Riley to wondering how she was supposed to recognize this Bree. But whatever, she'd figure it out one way or another.
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Post by Harli on Jun 18, 2006 21:44:46 GMT -5
The lettering returned to normal after saying one last thing,"Please...hurry....the lives of so many people...including the boy in this picture....are at stake..."
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The creature gave a soft whine and opened his eyes.They began to glow once more.The mark's light faded...
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Post by ArchAngelChris on Jun 18, 2006 21:47:06 GMT -5
"No pressure then," Riley murmured after slowly reading the words off to herself. Carefully, she held the picture in one hand, entering the first alley way to try and find a person she had never met, to save a person whom had just chased her through an alley way.
This was going to be a long night...
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Post by Harli on Jun 18, 2006 21:50:41 GMT -5
The creature began to doze....and the aura was at its strongest point...They had to hurry...or he'd be gone....FOREVER.
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Post by Dani on Jun 19, 2006 12:09:24 GMT -5
"So you finally cracked eh mutt?"
The feline sighed as she came closer and closer to Con's disturbing current and scent. She stopped a few paces before his distance end and flattened her ears against her skull. Her eyes narrowed in frustration as she rolled her eyes. Her tail flicked as she pushed herself closer. A soft humming sound ran through the dog's ears. She was going to atleast try and put him to sleep to prevent any harm to the people and/or himself.
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Post by Harli on Jun 19, 2006 12:29:23 GMT -5
The creature's eyes slowly opened.They were still glowing...He growled.
"It will take more that a song...."it hissed."To get rid of me..."
He yawned slightly.The humm had made him drowsy....but he wasn't going to go down....not yet.
'hehe....she thinks that she can help...'hissed the voice.'how pathetic....'
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 19, 2006 18:17:01 GMT -5
Blood red eyes scanned the grounds as she jumped from rooftop to rooftop. "Where did he go?" she asked through gritted teeth, "he just left me there...something was wrong" The wind ran through her shoulder length silver hair as she jumped from rooftop to rooftop. Her outfit was the same as usual. All black like the night.
Hearing voices and sounds made her come to a dead stop. She slowly walked towards the edge of the roof, seeing Enjeru from the Agency and what seemed to be a werewolf. She crouched down and watched from the roof. Was that Con?
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Post by Harli on Jun 20, 2006 9:02:48 GMT -5
Con's teeth turned into a twisted smile as his gaze went towards Bree.So....she had come too...Good.They'd need all the help they could get....They could take no chances....their lives....and Con's for that matter....were at stake...
"Hello Bree..."he growled.
This was weird....it was Con....but it wasn't....
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avarice
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for such a lovely crime I'll do the time
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Post by avarice on Jun 20, 2006 9:55:43 GMT -5
"..Um. T-that didn't work."
There was the soft noise of someone on the other end of the line, as Nyssa cocked her head in confusion. "U-um.. I don't think that's righ- hello? Um.."
She put down the phone, thoroughly befuddled, and put a hand to her head in a dramatic display of bewilderment. To her side, a small, green teenager beat his head against the wall in horror. He turned to her, a red mark on his forehead from his display of shock, and groaned.
"Nyssa, you idiot! You don't give out your bank number to the first smooth talker on the phone!" His tone was high-pitched, and as he whined at her his feet danced a little jig of anger. Cara was a young, short boy of seventeen, who had all the height of a twelve-year old; permanently paranoid, he was never out without a bodyguard ('meat shield', as he used to refer to them, before his friend had whacked him in the back of his neck). Sheer, horrific luck had ensured that he got saddled with his cousin. His idiotic, naive cousin, who thought everyone was a happy fluffy being with happy, fluffy intentions.
Argh.
Nyssa put a hand to her mouth, stunned by his insult. Tears brimmed at the corners of her eyes, and she screwed up her eyes in what she thought was an image of princess-like beauty; admittedly, Nyssa was somewhat pretty, but not in the elegant, dainty princess way. Cara groaned, rolling his eyes. He was horrified by her ridiculous behaviour, not to mention the fact he was certain the shadows were talking to him. Grasping her arm, he dragged her outside.
Out here, it was more open; a threat for Cara, the small teenager thought, but not so crammed as that little house. Nyssa had whinged on and on about him picking the locks, until he shut her up by pointing out an injured bird down the road. Stupid dirty hippie without the dirt..
"CARA!" Nyssa's scream shot through him, screwing his insides up into a ball of sheer stress. His eyes widened as he stared at where she was pointing, up the road a bit. There was someone lying down. Judging by the amount of blood there.. permanently. Instinct for survival took hold of him, and he spun around, looking for what had done it. He couldn't see anything; then again, his vision was slightly blurry. Cara didn't mind dead bodies. He minded what made them dead bodies. And the fact Nyssa was now throwing up in the gutter didn't help.
"Shut up, you stupid.. girl!" He was about to say something much ruder, but caught himself just in time; what he had planned originally would probably have made blood start flowing out of the girl's ears. "Listen! I can hear something!"
Indeed, he could. He could, in fact, with his excellent hearing, pick up Con; however, he didn't know it yet. "Sounds like.. someone needs help?" Nyssa gasped, all moments of being sick gone. "Someone's in need of help? We must go aid them!" She wiped her mouth as an afterthought and, grabbing Cara's hand, started to dash up in the direction of Con. Dragged along, Cara was in his own little sphere of horror.
Dear god.. she even runs like a lady.. If I ever find her parents, they're getting a crowbar to their heads.
(ooc;; um. er. you said to post. haha. ^^; feel free to correct me on anything. goodness knows I must've made six mistakes already.)
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Post by Dani on Jun 20, 2006 12:31:59 GMT -5
Enjeru grinned deviously and snorted. She spat out to the ground and eyed him silently. "Oh don't worry dog...I do plan on making more use of this. You better be lucky you're one of us now or else I would have done killed you and gotten it over with." She pushed her palms up and circulated a huff of air currents to push against him. Whatever it would do, possibly help to contract back his senses and such. She kept her song up though to push him to sleep. Becoming stronger and stronger.
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Post by Harli on Jun 20, 2006 12:56:19 GMT -5
He staggered backwards and then dug his claws into the roof.Yawning once more he began to growl.
"Foul air demon..."he growled."Your song cannot bring me down..."
He hissed as the scent of two others came to his nostrils.He smirked and jumped to the ground,landing with quite a loud thudd.His glowing,scarlett eyes searched for the pair....
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 20, 2006 17:41:32 GMT -5
Bree gulped. "So it...it...it is...Con" she managed to say. She was starting to shake a bit, she was rather scared and was starting to panic a bit. She jumped down, landing beside Enj. "I know you're from the agency" she started, "and I don't plan on joining...and we need to get Con back so if you don't mind how about we work together for now and then save our battle for later"
Bree stared at Con. "Con fight it!" she yelled at him, "don't give into that voice...you have to fight it off...please" She wasn't sure what to do. She didn't want to hurt him and she couldn't kill him.
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Post by Darkduskk on Jun 21, 2006 7:58:21 GMT -5
((Sorry it's not Xyo, Andy seemed more suited for this then my little pyromaniac.))
Andy was on patrol tonight and so far things had been working out rather well - despite the fact that he'd skipped over a few things out of pure laziness. All was good, until he heard the sound of a few voices and the distant taste of blood-lust. Once again the air and vibrations of sound told him a story he'd rather not know.
He contemplated ignoring it for a moment. This he knew could not be ignored though. Especially with that ever familiar scent of blood-lust not far away, if not already in effect.
Taking to a quick walk, he pinpointed the source of all the commotion. Aiming as well as he could, he bent his knees and worked the gravity under him. With an easy jump, he propelled himself to the rooftop above. It almost looked stupidly silly - something from a chil'd cartoon.
"Enj..? It's been awhile." He seemed relatively calm, even though he heard the persistant growl of a wolf and the worried tremble's in nearly everyone's voice. "What's the low-down?" Andy was obviously wanting details before he got too involved in this. He was still standing some ways back from all the commotion.
The scent of the one who seemed to be the cause seemed oddly familiar. The partial taste of his blood in the air was like a distant memory. He could place no real claims on it though and let the thought slip from his mind.
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avarice
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for such a lovely crime I'll do the time
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Post by avarice on Jun 21, 2006 8:22:36 GMT -5
Gasping for air, Nyssa skidded to a halt just around the corner from where Con and his.. companions were. Peering around the corner in what she thought was a sneaky, un-noticable manner (it was probably visible from space), she gasped. Cara squirmed, desperately trying to free himself from her surprisingly strong hold on his arm. He dug his nails into the wall besides him, alternating between a yowl and a whisper.
"Nyssa- we're- intruding! Let's.. -get out of here! Fast!" True to his word, he was making a valiant effort to make a run for it; although he was as much use as a flydoor on a submarine in a fight, there was little to none who could beat him in a race. Yet the female still clutched him like a stress-toy, large, purple eyes watching the scene in horror.
"I- I don't understand! Which one's the good one?!" Her mind ticked back and forth like a pendulum, confusion growing with every second. Nyssa possessed a pretty face and a pretty demeanor, but she was, to put it kindly, the bluntest needle in the box. And with her incredibly sheltered life, she had taken to shoehorning everything into neat little categories. There was always a good guy. There was always a bad guy. But the evil wolf thing (bad guy, her mind screamed) was looking like he needed help, and the other one (..good one?) was talking nasty.
She hummed to herself in rapid thought, until a thought hit her.
"I know, Cara!" She sung, bouncing up and down on her heels. The teenager stared at her in horror.
"What.. now?" He shivered, despite the fact he was quite warm. This did not bode well.
"Let's go rollerblading!" In true Nyssa fashion, she had managed to pick the most irrevelant topic to run with. Cara's petrified eyes flickered from the esctatic girl to the scene of horror in the next street, nearly melting from fear. Oh, god. They were dead meat.
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Post by Harli on Jun 21, 2006 8:47:13 GMT -5
Salaiva dripped to the ground rather slowly.His scarlett eyes were stuck upon the two.....A growl entered the air,followed by a slight hiss.He took a step towards Cara and Nyssa...daring them to run....The sound of nails hitting asphalt could be heard once more....'Clink.....Clink.....Clink.....Clink.....'
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