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Post by Clouse or Dale on Jul 18, 2011 21:31:45 GMT -5
"Aye there is no need to worry man I mean I have been able take care of myself for many years before I met you, and well for M&M I think we have to sometimes but ya know she seems alright most of the time." As he shakes her hand
Clouse then grabs the other chair and goes to sit down when noticing the destroyed chair he walks over laughs a little and starts poking at the pile of wood. "hey Lucian just letting you know I did purchase that junk yard I was talking about the other night."
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Post by Antionette on Jul 18, 2011 21:57:18 GMT -5
Antionette looked on curiously as the men spoke to each other about worrying and other things and M&Ms? Like the food? It didn't seem like something men like them would worry about but everyone had their inner fat asses. She let them talk for a short while before walking over next to clouse and looked at the rubble of the ruined bench kneeling down to pick up a black bead that had fallen of the cushioning.
She slid the bead inside the chest of her dress and smiled, a hobby of hers was to collect prtty and shiney things. she then turned to face Clouse, "A junk yard? Why were you interested in buying a junk yard Mr. Clouse?" she asked curiously. As she tried to figure out what he was exactly.
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Post by Lord Seamus Mcfee on Jul 19, 2011 17:51:49 GMT -5
Charter stand outside the mosque, what a silly cover he thought to himself as he started to approch the door.
"i still have so much to do, but i must check in on the kindred" he said to himself as he swung the front door open and walked in
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Post by Antionette on Jul 21, 2011 15:01:55 GMT -5
"Uh..." Antionette mumbled under her breath as another person walked in, yet again a man she didn't know. She took a single step back and then put herself slightly behind Clouse somewhat using him as a buffer between her and the new man should he be an enemy she felt a lot safer with either Clouse or Lucian between her and him.
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Post by Clouse or Dale on Jul 21, 2011 20:35:03 GMT -5
"why wouldn't you buy something that could become of use" replied clouse. he then looked up at charter and thought I don't remember if I ever got his name ah well he seems cool.
"its ok miss he hasn't harmed one of us yet he for the most part just hangs around the tavern and takes notes or something to that accord. Oh by the way how is it going ummm whats your name again it has completely slipped my mind." singling to charter.
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Post by Lord Seamus Mcfee on Jul 21, 2011 20:44:45 GMT -5
"charter" he says in reply to clouse "and yes mostly i take notes trying to get an idea of how people are around the city" he says his voice kind of rushed "but now there is much more to do, seeing as the brood and 7 seem to have been a part of an assains war" he sighs and sits down in the closest chair looking flustered
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jul 21, 2011 21:08:14 GMT -5
After finishing his prayers Lucian stood and turn to greet Charter, only to hear hims speak of the 'assassin war'.
"Do you know anything, my friend, or might you be just about as clueless as me? Sans the obvious, of course." His tone was somewhat sharper, harsher even. The who thing didn't sit well with him and for notably good reason.
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Post by Lord Seamus Mcfee on Jul 21, 2011 21:38:01 GMT -5
Charter sighed, "the only thing that i know is that it could be a war between some of the mechet in my bloodline, other then that i mearly a scout"
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Post by Antionette on Jul 22, 2011 0:44:53 GMT -5
Antionette listened to Clouse speak and tell her charter didn't pose much of a threat so she came out from behind him and smiled at Charter as Lucian spoke with him. It really did seem like she came into town when a lot was happening so she thought it best to just listen and take from the conversations here on out.
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jul 22, 2011 22:16:54 GMT -5
< WHEEEE, ARBITRARY NIGHT AFTER COURT. >
Currently, the Mosque is void of vampires. This night brings the hollowness of silence- an empty building devoid of all but microscopic life.
Or not.
In the front-middle of the gathering room, between all the rows of seats, a very large form sat upon his knees. At his side was a bundle, with a suspicious looking 'top tie' to it. To the untrained eye it could have been anything tied up in that bundle, but to a man or woman of the sword, it's intent was fairly obvious.
The cloaked over figure, adorned in mostly black and deep-dark purple, breathed deep the smell of aged oak and fine ebony. Apparently, this being was here to pay respects, or maybe just to rest. Regardless, a certain feeling of unnaturalness pervades his presence.
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Post by Antionette on Jul 23, 2011 0:42:36 GMT -5
Antionette had made her nightly rounds around the part of the city she knew and was on her way to drop by the mosque to look and see if someone she knew was there before heading to the Crucidrink to look. She hadn't seen anyone the night before and wasn't one hundred percent sure where they'd gone but she was new and in due time she would learn. It was a clear night tonight with a bright crescent moon, one of those nights when couples might take a stroll or swim by the moon light.
Antionette walked up the steps the light padding of her bare feet on the cobble stone steps breaking the silence. She opened the door and walked in only to instantly be put into full tension mode as an unnatural wave filled her and she looked to see the figure in the row of seats. Not knowing who or what it was and not having someone she knew around instantly made her feel threatened.
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jul 24, 2011 0:20:48 GMT -5
Thebeing still sat, even upon his knees he was fairly taller than Antionette, maybe by a good foot or so. Though, the being's hands shifted from the floor and to it's center, and suddenly the unnaturalness turned into a gentle feeling of Serenity. It felt like one could find truths of themselves within the room, and the shift was heralded by a gently pulse of silver light from the man's outline. Fae or not, this pulse was visible to those within the mosque, and was clearly powerful.
"For one who takes up so little space..." The figure spoke, a deep though monotone voice briskly reverberating from the walls. "Your presence is fairly powerful. Fear me not, I am nothing to fear, I only wished to pay my respects..."
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Post by Antionette on Jul 24, 2011 1:45:49 GMT -5
Antionette felt the sudden change in the air but it was such an obvious change it was clearly influenced by the being. She couldn't help but feel soothed by the presence but she still kept a small guard up. She took a few steps down the center isle hesitating more and more as she came closer to the row the figure was in, almost as if she were an animal approaching a human with food.
Clearly the man wasn't human but she hadn't seen a vampire that could shine and influence their auras in such a way as he did. She kept her hands clasped to her Cross out of a comfort habit as she approached closer to the figure stopping three rows back from him. "Uhm..." she started to speak her voice was hushed even more than normal and showed the hesitation in speaking to the being, "Wh who are you?" she asked softly, not reprimanding him or condescendingly but obviously out of curiosity about the being and if she could trust it.
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jul 24, 2011 12:32:18 GMT -5
The being stood slowly, and carefully from his kneeling. He stood at eight, maybe nine feet tall. It was fairly obvious the swords at his side were now on his back- without any movement it seemed. The being turned around, a spectre of silk and satin with violet glowing eyes. Yes- for whatever reason the violet glow, even for his maske which should cover his fae identity, would pervade through. It was all Antionette could see through his silk scarf, at least it seemed like silk. It wrapped even over his forehead and across his scalp- no hair to be seen.
The violet eyes looked upon her from his vantage point, a good four feet above her, though twelve feet way in the center pathway of the rows. They both stood on the spine, while the chairs were like the ribs, signaling lines across a single sturdy one.
The being bowed fairly low, as if honoring a tradition- or even just granting an old courtesy one would give to a Lady. The being knew this woman was one of 'them', it was fairly clear to him by the way her 'truth' spoke. Mr. Hatchet really did have a wide variety of 'friends'.
"Nocturnewind." He said, pausing as his voice seemed to swing towards a gentler tone. Sincerity seemed to outline the sound, as though there was little to no chance he would ever tell a lie. "That's... What I go by now. How may I address you, Lady of the Night?"
He arose from his bow, his eyes upon her again with that same glow, that same content, emotionless look to them.
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Post by Antionette on Jul 24, 2011 13:22:18 GMT -5
The relief that wash over Antionette was instant and quite obvious. She released the cross and let her hands rest clasped behind her back now and smiled up at the being. He had told her who he was and she knew she could mildly trust him and that was all she needed to know. She took a couple steps closer to the man to show her trust in him and now waited at the edge of the row he was standing in, not knowing how big his personal space bubble might be.
Accompanied by the aura in the room and the utter loss of any doubt she'd had a minute ago she seemed to be her normal self and gave a small curtsy to the man as he bowed to her. "I'm Antionette, please forgive my rudeness a moment ago. I just moved here to find out I have enemies unknown and don't know if a stranger is an ally or foe at first sight." she explained as she smiled up the the man. She seemed to take in the sheer grandeur of his size before meeting the small visible space on his head that was his eyes.
"Lucian told me a bit about you when he explained what happened Friday night Mr.Nocturnewind," she paused before seeming to replay that conversation in her head, "He said you can utilize dark mana into objects, that's quite amazing to me." she finished complimenting the man before giving him a chance to respond to her new friendly front.
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