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*finishes off the last of the fish*

*heads for the bar*

*stops for moment, confused at Noire's arrival. He looks at her for a moment, trying to regain his train of thought, remembering he smiles at her*

*mumbles*
This room is getting on my nerves...

*returns to his destruction, this time using his powers to swipe multiple shelves bare*

*finishes off the last of the fish*

*heads for the bar*

*she sees him approach above the rim of the quite large martini glass*
What can I get you Gene?

*senses planners in the library*

Destruction. I love it. :D
*she sees him approach above the rim of the quite large martini glass*
What can I get you Gene?
Chocolate milkshake, please.

*Follows Noire silently, stepping into the Library behind her.*

**sees people one by one sneaking off in the direction of the library and figures theres probibly some fun to be had. he walks that way, boots making a slight click when they hit the ground**

*he turns his back to her, compulsed to finish his wreckage*

Sorry Celeste, you found comfort here, but nobody will anymore, not when I am through with this place......

*there is a large pile of books in the centre of the room, seperating Noire from Jerry.*

Tink won't mind, she never came here....what I am doing is right. The only thing is right is what I believe. My beliefs is what killed me, it is why I still exist. The only way my existence will survive.

*With the majority of the books on the floor he moves to the garden room*

*he turns his back to her, compulsed to finish his wreckage*

Sorry Celeste, you found comfort here, but nobody will anymore, not when I am through with this place......

*there is a large pile of books in the centre of the room, seperating Noire from Jerry.*

Tink won't mind, she never came here....what I am doing is right. The only thing is right is what I believe. My beliefs is what killed me, it is why I still exist. The only way my existence will survive.

*With the majority of the books on the floor he moves to the garden room*

*she silently follows Jerry.*

to Gael: I wonder what he's up to...

*she silently follows Jerry.*

to Gael: I wonder what he's up to...
*Sighs*

I don't know. Everything I can pick up on just sounds like crazy ramblings.

Jerry..

**Vaga walks in and sees Jerry going about his distruction. without thought he unslings the large sword and flings it acoss the room, hitting Jerry straight in the chest and pinning him to a bookshelf**

*Sighs*

I don't know. Everything I can pick up on just sounds like crazy ramblings.

Jerry..

His beliefs are why he died, and why he's alive again? and Tink? this isn't making any sense...

Jerry... what are you doing? What's going on?

*before entering the other room he fumbles with a pack of matches, before deciding to stuff them back into his pocket. Entering the glass room, where he sought tranquilty, he is consumed with bubbling rage. He starts throwing plants against the windows. With the shattering of glass, the elements add to the chaos of the garden*

OOC: Gael, check your TG's and dont you think its about time we made 61? Vaga needs to get his ass in gear. lets stir some things up.

ooc : hey Jhen. my ass is in gear just fine. i just pinned a guy to a wall.

OOC: the club defenses blue! are they set up?

BLUE! i just read some of the old paradise club, number 4! we use to be so lifelike.

*he turns his back to her, compulsed to finish his wreckage*

Sorry Celeste, you found comfort here, but nobody will anymore, not when I am through with this place......

*there is a large pile of books in the centre of the room, seperating Noire from Jerry.*

Tink won't mind, she never came here....what I am doing is right. The only thing is right is what I believe. My beliefs is what killed me, it is why I still exist. The only way my existence will survive.

*With the majority of the books on the floor he moves to the garden room*

*shes hears her name... Jerry.*
What are you doing? What are you looking for?
*handing over hs drink to Gene, she turns and goes to the libray, feeling for Jerry... in the garden room*

OOC: Gael, check your TG's and dont you think its about time we made 61? Vaga needs to get his ass in gear. lets stir some things up.
OOC: Uh-oh :eek:

*Pinned to the bookshelf, he stops his crazed movements, defeated. He turns his attention to the glass room, adding his magic touch. The room is now destroying itself, he grins at his actions*

*shes hears her name... Jerry.*
What are you doing? What are you looking for?
*handing over hs drink to Gene, she turns and goes to the libray, feeling for Jerry... in the garden room*
*sucking his milkshake on a straw, he follows Celeste*

*Pinned to the bookshelf, he stops his crazed movements, defeated. He turns his attention to the glass room, adding his magic touch. The room is now destroying itself, he grins at his actions*
*she pushed past Gael and Noire and Vaga, and goes to stand in the middle of destruction, eyes blazing. nothing seems to hit her. fists on hips she stares at him*

ooc : as in place as they'll ever be. my second in comand isnt on, but i supose we can get started anyways.

ic : **Vaga walks over to Jerry and puts a hand on the sword's handle, slowly withdrawing the blade**
what's wrong with you dead man?

ooc: Jhenova is making a new club; get ready to shift all this to PC61...

*appears next to the bar* and screams "HEY GUYS" sorry i havent been around in a while i've been in magic school learning how to use various magic tricks... But im now ready to reassume my role as Bartender

OOC: i was actually out all weekend and never got a chance to post please accept my apologies

It's almost done....no more pretty butterfly's flying about....no more green stuff. No, more life to the place. History and knowledge, of the past knocked to the floor. It's all behind me now.

*the glass room collapses on itself, in a loud crash of noise, though it is drowned out by the blow of the wind and the snow piling up, in its wake. A blast of cold air enters the library.*

OOC: Got it. We still have about 40 posts until the next, so we might as well use them. Are we going on to 61, or the renamed one as planned? I'm sick of all this. Ready to move when you two are.

IC:
*She growled to herself, watching the two powers fight it out. Powers. Christ, everywhere one looked there were powers. No sense of normalcy these days. Turning, she headed back out to the bar, no longer caring what happened in that room.*

It's almost done....no more pretty butterfly's flying about....no more green stuff. No, more life to the place. History and knowledge, of the past knocked to the floor. It's all behind me now.

*the glass room collapses on itself, in a loud crash of noise, though it is drowned out by the blow of the wind and the snow piling up, in its wake. A blast of cold air enters the library.*
* she looks at him sadly, remembering their afternoon here and the butterfly...*

OOC: Got it. We still have about 40 posts until the next, so we might as well use them. Are we going on to 61, or the renamed one as planned? I'm sick of all this. Ready to move when you two are.

IC:
*She growled to herself, watching the two powers fight it out. Powers. Christ, everywhere one looked there were powers. No sense of normalcy these days. Turning, she headed back out to the bar, no longer caring what happened in that room.*

ooc: here is it... http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8699004#post8699004

**vaga looks into Jerry's cold, dead eyes and pulls the rest of his blade out**
save it for having someone to actually fight.
**he reslings the sword and heads out of the library**

see's gael coming into the bar and askes "is something wrong?" "How About a drink" what woult you like?

*falling back down to the ground... he blankly stares at Vaga and Celeste.*

*He walks away from them, then retrieves a match and lights one of the books tossing it onto the pile.*

*He runs away from the inferno...then responds relieved and joyful.*


Rejoice, my past is behind me, I am a new man.

*Then leaves, choosing to brave the weather*

OOC:

lets go to the new one everyone. Today is a good thread to die!

*falling back down to the ground... he blankly stares at Vaga and Celeste.*

*He walks away from them, then retrieves a match and lights one of the books tossing it onto the pile.*

*He runs away from the inferno...then responds relieved and joyful.*


Rejoice, my past is behind me, I am a new man.

*Then leaves, choosing to brave the weather*

*she shakes her head sadly and drops to her knees... to pray to the Goddess, seeking power to stop the blaze.*
Mother, how can I dow this? Neut?!!!