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Post by Jack on Jan 4, 2007 17:43:13 GMT -5
There was a scuffling above a stone wall and a black cloaked creature dropped down silently from a top ledge. He landed on all fours and brought his head up. Ice blue eyes blazed from the darkness and a lock of curly black hair fell out from beneath his cloak. As the figure shifted to get into the shadows, a patch of moonlight fell across a something metal on his belt that reflected sharply into a window of the castle. A gun, no doubt. This creature was hunting something.
The cloaked figure hid behind a fallen rock from the castle walls and eyed his surroundings. Why was he brought here? He couild smell others of his own kind. He stood and silently creeped to an open archway that led into the castle. Gripping his gun, he advanced inside and was swallowed up by the darkness.
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Post by Jack on Jan 7, 2007 19:49:14 GMT -5
((Alrighty then...))
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Post by bynx on Jan 7, 2007 20:38:47 GMT -5
The wolf moved gently along the halls. A sudden stop in her movement signifiged something was up. Her nose went into the air gently, and she morphed into her human form. Her eyes turned slowly to the shadows, and rested on the figure. All she could see was his outline, but had his scent none the less. The spirits that always followed this osul wolf swirled around her gently, hidden from others eyes, only she could see them. They seemed to see him as well as thye all began speaking to her at once.
The woman turned gently, and folded her arms. Her kind eyes still rested on the figure as she spoke with a gentle voice. "You can put away your weapon Sire." Her voice flowed like honey , as did her hair as it settled around her gently.
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Post by Jack on Jan 8, 2007 19:49:04 GMT -5
Jack's hand immediatly flew to his gun holster but he didn't bring out his gun. Instead, he lowered the hood of his cloak to gaze at her. He was rather handsom with black hair and ice blue eyes. He had a strong jaw line and soft eyes. He was tall and very muscular and a blue tattoo adorned his face that proved him to be of Lycan origin. He eyed her. "Who are you?" he asked her. He had a soft alto voice that had once demanded control and obediance. A saphhire ring adorned his hand that clenched his gun, the last trace of his old royality ancestory.
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Post by bynx on Jan 8, 2007 20:55:28 GMT -5
Her soft eyes met his. They held no anger, or hatred, but only a deep respect and kindness. "Crissy. Soul seeker from the eastern lands. I wont harm you sire, or make an attempt to. " Her voice held a kindness tthat damanded respect it seemed, but it also held a deep kindness for him. A fondness of sorts. He was royalty, a higher position than her, and she would repsect that.
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Post by Jack on Jan 8, 2007 22:24:40 GMT -5
Jack seemed to relax as she spoke, whether it was her voice or what she was saying, he didnt know. But he moved towards her and bowed slightly. "I am sorry for the intrusion upon your lands. I have been following a trail of vampires from my old home land who killed my father. I am seeking revenge. For some strange reason, they led me here..." he mused. He let his eyes meet hers. They were full of mischeif and invited flirting. His voice was the same but he kept that at a lower level.
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Post by bynx on Jan 10, 2007 18:37:23 GMT -5
Crissy gave him a slight bow, bringin herself up elegantly. "Tis not my lands by birth Sire, I do not cammand it, but merely live with it. " Her voice flowing like fresh honey as she spoke. Sweet and gentle it was. "And I assure you, no vampires reside here, unless you mean Monsier Adrias, or Monsier Alex." Her soft eyes held his gaze gently as she smiled kindly.
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Post by Jack on Jan 11, 2007 14:45:26 GMT -5
Jack looked at her curiously as the names were mentioned but he said nothing. Instead, he rose up again and shook his head. "Nah, I plan not to kill blood upon the lands of my ancestors. I simply have come to this..castle? To find a place a place to rest and recooperate. I've been on the road for meer but a year and am despritly seeking a warm bath and edible food." he mused as he gave her a half smile.
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Post by bynx on Jan 11, 2007 16:12:59 GMT -5
"The closest place I can offer you, is my temple for the pure. You need not be pure however." she gave him a tender smile."However, if you prefer a more Royal palace, The castle is right up that path." She said softly, pointing gently down the path. clasping her hands together, she bowed gently yet again, and turned. "I must be back to the temple, the decision is yours'
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Post by Jack on Jan 11, 2007 20:40:59 GMT -5
Jack smiled. "I shall follow you. Perhaps you can show me around a little bit. I do long for a good conversation seeing as I have been in Lycan form for quite sometime and forced to talk to a wolf pack." he sighed as though the prospect was rather painful to remember...
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Post by bynx on Jan 13, 2007 21:47:26 GMT -5
She nodded elegantly and began to move gently, not speaking as she did, but merely allowing a light smile to befall her lips as she gazed ta the sky.
((MMkay, Just flip on over to the Temple of the pure thread. lol.))
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Post by Jack on Jan 14, 2007 0:10:46 GMT -5
((Alright...))
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