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Hmmm....

If I thought I might live past tomorrow...(I never do...)

If I thought I might ever find the person to share my life with...if I ever found the job I couldn't wait to get up in the morning to go to...if i thought next week might be better than this week...

I'm sorry...

falling back into old habbits vexy?

*'hunter had wandered back in just in time to evesdrop a bit. he was a little dirtier than when he left, but only just*

*she reaches out to grab his hand*

hey-its okay. You have nothing to be sorry about-at least nothing here-with me-tonight.

Besides-its not like you don't think you have a future. You just never consider it, right?

*hums*

Always look on the bright side of life

dudu-dudu-dududududu-du

*laughs softly*

The blonde listened to the story of this person.

"Life is never easy. Finding that perfect job is unlikely, and I wouldn't know about finding someone to stay with. Dwelling on the past only makes things worse. Live life in the here and now, don't worry about the next twenty minutes, don't worry about the past, take each situation in as it comes."

She pulled the cigrette out of her mouth and gave the tip a flick, not caring where the ash went.

what you call old habits...hopefully with better results

Always look on the bright side of life
Yes...the bright side...the unattainable side...

Did I ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?

turns and nods to the others.

*to the women with blonde hair*

I don't believe I've met you before-I'm moya

*to hunter*

to which habit do you refer-the morse view of life, for I think that never stopped ;); or picking up girls at the PBC?

what you call old habits...hopefully with better results
here's hoping.

*he set a Bombay Saphire martini on the booth's table*

ooc : did i remember that right?

Kriege finshed sharpening his combat knife and began twirling between his fingers.

turns and nods to the others.

*to the women with blonde hair*

I don't believe I've met you before-I'm moya

*to hunter*

to which habit do you refer-the morse view of life, for I think that never stopped ;); or picking up girls at the PBC?
a bit of both, prehaps with a bit of sulking in the mix.

*he winked at Vex, then left the two to their privacy*

"Someone whose future could end any moment and a past of nothing but pain. A hero and a tool, and by trade, a mercenary. A highly trained, incredibly deadly mercenary."

Kriege yawned loudly. he tossed the combat knife into the air and caught it behind his back.

Yes...the bright side...the unattainable side...

Did I ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?
Well, I suppose if you hadn't before, you have now. Quite right of you to remedy that possible error. My eyes go blind without proper compliments.

*nods earnestly and squeezes his hand*

Kriege walked over to where his g3 lay and put it gently back into its case.

Kriege exited carrying the gun case

ooc: night

ooc: ciao

Rotates his shoulder and yawns.

OOC: You guys were on at 3am EST?

ooc: it was only 2 central!

Takes a drink from his sprite.

Meg walked in with her dressing gown on and sat down.

"Still wearing that thing?"

'don't start' Meg said with a glare.

The Navy SEAL takes a step back "Oh, She's mad!"

Puts his hand back behind his head "Sorry about that."

'its ok....I just have....some problems...' she said, apologising, lighting up a cigarette.

'I havent met you before, who are you?'

'its ok....I just have....some problems...' she said, apologising, lighting up a cigarette.

'I havent met you before, who are you?'

extends his hand "Master Cheif John Karlsson, SEAL team three."

OOC: I have to go soon, sorry

OOC: oh ok, never mind xx

Kriege walked in yawning his right arm in the angel blade form.

Kriege sat down and proped his feet on a table he closed his eyes.

Meg looked over

'giving me the silent treatment are we' she said with a slight smile.

*"hunter wandered down and took a seat at the bar*

Kriege raiesd an eyebrow at meg. "Are you ok?"

'Yeah' she said sounding unsure but trying to sound the opposite.

'you?' she asked.

"You sure don't sound alright whats up?" he stood up and walked over to her.

'I can't carry on like this, when I am not here, I can never trust whether you will be Raven - doing what you do best. I need reassurance' she said looking down.

*Orchid walked past the window, peering in.*

Just Meg and Kreige in again....oh and Hunter lurking in the corner....

*She sits down on a fallen log nearby to wait and see if anyone else arrives.*

"We went for a walk. yeash. What do you want me to do? stop being her friend." he sat besides meg. "What would you have me do?"

'I dont want to rule what you do, but I just dont feel....happy'

"What would you have me do. If you ask it I will not see her again unless you or people you trust are around." he smiled at her. "I'll do anything to have you smiling and happy again."

she started to smile a little, but she still couldnt do it, her head dropped and she looked away.

Noire sauntered into the club, skin across her face grinning a wide red. A katana dangled jauntily from her left hand, as though it were a deadly purse that just so happened to be hemorrhaging. Her eyes flickered faintly, and her body took on an unnoticeable white glow as she stepped over to the counter, black trenchcoat's hemline dancing across the floor. Taking up a wet rag lying on the counter's top, she swept it down the length of the blade, then sat to lounge on a bar stool, pulling a cleaning kit from the inner pocket of her coat.

Kriege knelt befor meg. "Please tell me what You want me to do."

'I just.....don't want anything to come between us' she said slightly wincing as she clutched her slightly swollen stomach,

She nodded towards Meg, and said in an almost sickeningly sweet voice, "Grab that thing too hard, honey, and baby goes bye-bye." Noire tipped her a huge wink, and went back to polishing the blade.

Do I go in and talk to Noire or stay out here, out of the way....

Kriege nodded. "then I will try my damndest." Kriege scooped meg up and walked into the massage parlor and layed her down. "I'll do anything for you."

she smiled.

OOC: tg

She called out in the direction of the window, "Hey, Orchid, it's safe to come inside now. Lust-birds are gone." Noire chuckled a little hollowly at her own joke, and peered up the length of the katana, light glancing off it. A streak of blood still marred the left side, and she set to work scratching the hardened substance away.

She called out in the direction of the window, "Hey, Orchid, it's safe to come inside now. Lust-birds are gone." Noire chuckled a little hollowly at her own joke, and peered up the length of the katana, light glancing off it. A streak of blood still marred the left side, and she set to work scratching the hardened substance away.
*Enters and after getting herself a drink, walks over to Noir.*

Hey stranger.....been busy I see!

Sorry...I had to stay out there till they had gone....

:rolleyes:

NS paradise club. How retro.

*Enters and after getting herself a drink, walks over to Noir.*

Hey stranger.....been busy I see!

Sorry...I had to stay out there till they had gone....

:rolleyes:

She laughed out loud, chuckle bubbling in her throat. The cut sidesweeping her face was knitting itself back together, shiny scar tissue left behind and fading ever-so-slowly.

"Yeah, work caught up with me and I had multiple calls at once. I'll be dodging about for the next few days, but you know how things go. Gotta bring in the money somehow!" Noire cracked a grin, "Yeah, it's all becoming borderline ridiculous, now. Something's going to happen, and it isn't going to be pretty."

NS paradise club. How retro.

ooc: We're just regular old vintage. =)

Well, maybe I should stop coming here, but I keep hoping that things will pick up...never does though.....

Not pretty might be at least interesting!

Well, maybe I should stop coming here, but I keep hoping that things will pick up...never does though.....

Not pretty might be at least interesting!

She nodded thoughtfully, and her eyes flitted to the horizon, paling. "Sometimes I have a feeling..." the thought trailed off, and she shook her head as though to wake herself before wiping the blade once more and sheathing it beneath her trenchcoat.

Noire shrugged. "People will always get what's coming to them. I don't think lust-birds will be any different."

Kriege walked out of the massage parlor. he sat down at a table and began sharpening his combat knife.

She nodded thoughtfully, and her eyes flitted to the horizon, paling. "Sometimes I have a feeling..." the thought trailed off, and she shook her head as though to wake herself before wiping the blade once more and sheathing it beneath her trenchcoat.

Noire shrugged. "People will always get what's coming to them. I don't think lust-birds will be any different."
*Following Noires train of thought, Orchid glances towards Hunters corner.*

Yes.....I sometimes get a feeling too....

Lust-birds already had theirs though I thought....

*Stiffles a snigger.*

*"hunter" had overheard norie's comment and caught Orchid glance. he winked, raised his bottle of rum a bit and had himself a good sized drink from it*

"The Bird Of Hermes is My Name. Eating My Wings To make me tame." Krieg finshed Sharpeneing His knife and began to spin it about his fingers.

*"hunter" had overheard norie's comment and caught Orchid glance. he winked, raised his bottle of rum a bit and had himself a good sized drink from it*
*Catching the movement in the corner of her eye, Orchid raises her glass and winks in return.*

Cheers....

Kriege stood and walked out of the club. he walked along the beach whistiling.

She chuckled at Orchid's comment, watching Kreige leave. "Those two..." Noire shook her head. "It's like, screw each other and stick with it, or part and keep it that way. I hate a drama." Something stirred in the back of her mind, making her feel a little uncomfortable with her last comment. "Oh well, y'know... as you said. Lust-birds got theirs already. Then again, sometimes I'm hoping for something a little more... permanent." A grin flitted briefly across her face.

A little tired from the fighting and healing and cleaning, she leant back against the counter with a sigh, and dark flames sparked around her fingertips as she took a sip from the resulting vodka bottle. Seeing Hunter, she raised her bottle and gave him an acknowledging nod and a little grin.

The blonde woman exited the club, her rifle still slung over her back. She found a tree and scaled it with no difficulty. Her G36 seemed to appear locked against her shoulder.

"Sight alignment, sight picture, right between the eyes," she whispered in an unaudible voice to herself.

Permanent?

Nothing here seems to be permanent.....with perhaps the permanent state of someones full belly!

*Sighs for the remembered days long gone.*

Permanent?

Nothing here seems to be permanent.....with perhaps the permanent state of someones full belly!

*Sighs for the remembered days long gone.*

"God, I miss it." She watched the fire longingly, as if staring hard enough would change the room around them and bring back the past. Finally, she averted her eyes and downed the rest of the bottle in a fierce manner.

"No good dwelling on things. It's better to do new things, and change old things, than sit around wishing that we had the opportunity to change past decisions and occurrences, I guess."

there are few things in this world that are truely "permanent." there are ways even around death...

*he smirked and leaned back against the booth, resting his head on the top of it*

or so it seems.

"God, I miss it." She watched the fire longingly, as if staring hard enough would change the room around them and bring back the past. Finally, she averted her eyes and downed the rest of the bottle in a fierce manner.

"No good dwelling on things. It's better to do new things, and change old things, than sit around wishing that we had the opportunity to change past decisions and occurrences, I guess."
*The image of a full-grown man flickered at the edge of her vision for a moment. Yet if she turned to look, it would seem to fade, lingering only in her peripheral sight before fading altogether.*

there are few things in this world that are truely "permanent." there are ways even around death...

*he smirked and leaned back against the booth, resting his head on the top of it*

or so it seems.

His comment struck a chord within her, and she froze for a split, unnoticeable second, as a man (unknown, but oddly feeling familiar) flitted at the edge of her vision. She casually averted her eyes to the side, only to see that nothing was there but the wall. A little bewildered, she nodded at Hunter's comment. "That's true." Noire gave a dry chuckle. "We seem to get a lot of that 'round these parts."

His comment struck a chord within her, and she froze for a split, unnoticeable second, as a man (unknown, but oddly feeling familiar) flitted at the edge of her vision. She casually averted her eyes to the side, only to see that nothing was there but the wall. A little bewildered, she nodded at Hunter's comment. "That's true." Noire gave a dry chuckle. "We seem to get a lot of that 'round these parts."
more than most know.

*Sensing a change in Noires manner, Orchid shakes her head as though trying to shake out the memories.*

No use whatsoever in dwelling on the past.

*Sensing a change in Noires manner, Orchid shakes her head as though trying to shake out the memories.*

No use whatsoever in dwelling on the past.
Sometimes the past dwells on us.

*Sensing a change in Noires manner, Orchid shakes her head as though trying to shake out the memories.*

No use whatsoever in dwelling on the past.
prehaps, but if one does not remember the past once in a while one is likely to make the same mistake twice.

prehaps, but if one does not remember the past once in a while one is likely to make the same mistake twice.
Heaven forbid.....I would hope I learn from my mistakes!
although there are one or two who seem to be acting out a kind of Groundhog Day....

ooc: Be back in a few...

ooc: Be back in a few...
ooc
See you later....

ooc: Back!

ic: She nodded generally to the conversation, then, brows together, asked, "Has anyone seen Seth around? I haven't seen him at all today... Work is frustrating; I can't keep track of him like I should."

ooc : i gotta run now. later all.

OOC
Orchid hasn't met Seth IC......

ooc : i gotta run now. later all.
OOC
Bye....

OOC
Orchid hasn't met Seth IC......

ooc: Ooh, that's true. I'll edit my post.

See you, Summerslacker.

ooc: Or maybe I'll just go with the flow. :p

ic: Noire startled for a moment, then remembered that Orchid hadn't met him. "He's... my son." The words felt awkward in her mouth, as if she'd bitten off more than she could chew. She restated it, more clearly, for her sake more than Orchid's, still trying to get the facts settled in her mind. "Seth's my son. I found him when..." The thoughts were hazy in her mind, and she frowned. I don't really... When? What happened so that he came here?

Noire cleared her throat and began again. "He was outside, playing near the shoreline, and I saw him and... and, remembered? I don't know, I'd forgotten everything, and was... dreaming, I think, and I saw him. And now he's here." The words jostled in her throat. I really don't remember how he came...

She leant back, a confused look on her face. "I don't know."

OOC
Right you are then.

IC
*Something seemed to click into place in Orchids mind.*

I remember!

That time you were talking to a small boy on the beach!
I couldn't see him and you seemed to think that in my mind you were either imagining things, or going mad.

You were so sure you were talking to him!

So he has actually fully appeared now?

Do you not remember when he was born?

ooc: Dinner... be back soon! Sorry to be jumping in and out like this! =(

ooc: Dinner... be back soon! Sorry to be jumping in and out like this! =(
OOC
No probs...we all have to live!
;)

Isis skipped through the door " hello eveyone" her cheerful voice filled the air.

Isis skipped through the door " hello eveyone" her cheerful voice filled the air.
Hey there Isis.....you sound full of the joys of spring!

ooc: Actually, I won't be back until later. I have piano lessons, then Bible study, which'll all probably take like between two and three hours... I'll see you guys later if you're still around! :fluffle:

Hey there Isis.....you sound full of the joys of spring!

she grinned and laughed," its my favorit time of year, everything comms back to life....in clueding peoples sences, how have you been"

ooc: hi and bye Kjralon. see you later

ooc: Actually, I won't be back until later. I have piano lessons, then Bible study, which'll all probably take like between two and three hours... I'll see you guys later if you're still around! :fluffle:
OOC
Bye...see you next time
:fluffle:

she grinned and laughed," its my favorit time of year, everything comms back to life....in clueding peoples sences, how have you been"

*She grins*

Waiting for my senses to come alive......

tell me...what does a fairy do with herself when she gets bored.

*She grins*

Waiting for my senses to come alive......

tell me...what does a fairy do with herself when she gets bored.

well i play tricks on people ,she shrugged, i ease-drop and plot, lots of things of that nature. she climbed up on to one of the stools, have you been strugeling with bordum lately?

well i play tricks on people ,she shrugged, i ease-drop and plot, lots of things of that nature. she climbed up on to one of the stools, have you been strugeling with bordum lately?
Not so much as you would notice....

*Orchid smiles at the small person.*

Can I get you anything?

*Leaning forward in a confidential manner she whispers....*

I sometimes eavesdrop too.....and there's never too many people around to play tricks on anymore!

"iam fine but thank you for asking,no one to play tricks on...that is a pitty"
she sighed and looked around," actualy i have changed my mind, may i please have and orange juice?"

"iam fine but thank you for asking,no one to play tricks on...that is a pitty"
she sighed and looked around," actualy i have changed my mind, may i please have and orange juice?"
Sure you can.

*Jumps off her stool and going behind the bar puts some oranges into the juicer, and then pours the juice into a glass.

She also pours herself another rum, then gets back on her stool.*

" thanks" she took a sip," yummy, so is there any exciting gossip running about?"

" thanks" she took a sip," yummy, so is there any exciting gossip running about?"
Gossip?

Just the usual.....who's doing what with whom, and the odd rumour about something brewing!

I'm not quite sure what....it can be quite complicated at times you know, unless you know all the intricate ins and outs....

Gossip?

Just the usual.....who's doing what with whom, and the odd rumour about something brewing!

I'm not quite sure what....it can be quite complicated at times you know, unless you know all the intricate ins and outs....

her little ears twiched," somethings brewing? sounds exciting, but from that its sounds as though this place has fallen asleep."
she sipped her lemonade," shucks i was kind of hoping that there was some great scandle" she giggled," but i supose its best if there is not...i tend to have to much fun if there is"

i thought they locked uber-threads like this... oh well who cares:sniper:

her little ears twiched," somethings brewing? sounds exciting, but from that its sounds as though this place has fallen asleep."
she sipped her lemonade," shucks i was kind of hoping that there was some great scandle" she giggled," but i supose its best if there is not...i tend to have to much fun if there is"
Asleep...yes...that's a good description.

The only scandle is an ongoing one.....and it's got to be very tiresome.

OOC
The witching hour has come and gone for me, and I'll be turning into a pumkin if I don't go.....;)

Hope to catch you again soon!

:fluffle:

Asleep...yes...that's a good description.

The only scandle is an ongoing one.....and it's got to be very tiresome.

OOC
The witching hour has come and gone for me, and I'll be turning into a pumkin if I don't go.....;)

Hope to catch you again soon!

:fluffle:

she nodded," well next time iam in your have to tell me all about it...perhaps i can help, but untill then...."

ooc: see you later, night :fluffle:

A short figure in a black overcaot and black wide-brimmed hat walked into the place.

ooc: ...Bueller? ...Bueller?

ooc: looking for some one?:p

ooc: looking for some one?:p

ooc: OMG SOMEONE! YAY.

ooc: lol

A ghost of a smile passed her face at Orchid's question. "I don't remember his birth, exactly... but there's no doubt he's mine. I remember that at one point in my life I had two heartbeats..." her gaze drifted off, happily reminiscent, and a hand lightly touched her stomach before going back to grasp the neck of the vodka bottle on the counter, "... and the other one was Seth's."

Noire bid Orchid goodbye, and allowed her eyes to rest on the horizon line outside the glass of the window.

Kriege walked in his arm in the angel blade for. "What the hell is you problem?" he growled out the door

Isis finished the last of her juice and looked around the room.

you know damn well what my problem is. *mordred stormed in adter Kriege* This isn't the war! you can act more like a human now can't you?!?

"I'm not a gorram human anymore! neither of us are!" Kriege spun on his heals to face Mordred. "Damn It Mordoc. get off my back about this shit!"

Don't call me that *Mordred hissed* I left that name in the past!

Peaceful mood broken, Noire glared at the pair yelling by the doorway, pale eyes filled with flaring light.

"Wanna shut the fuck up?" Her fist clutched the vodka bottle a little too tightly, and it shattered. She made an irritated sound as it became ashes and disappeared, and dark fire glittered around her hand again before forming another bottle of vodka.

"Well whoopdee Fucken do for you!" Krieges eyes burned angrily "Some times that past jumpes up and bites you in the ass!"

Kriege turned snarled at noire "Whats your problem Lady Sword dancer?"

Kriege turned snarled at noire "Whats your problem Lady Sword dancer?"

"Your voice, and the volume thereof," she snarled in reply. "God. Having a fucking peaceful night off work, and you asshats have to storm in here, actin' shit up and being obnoxious. God."

Noire glowered at him briefly, then snapped her head back and downed half the vodka bottle to return her stare to him. "God."

hm. looks like we might just have an interesting evening after all.

*"hunter leaned back in his booth. about the only thing visible in the shaded booth was the glowing red tip of his cigarette*

*Mordred Drew a combat knife from a sheath on his back and swung it with his right hand at the back Krieges head.*

carefuly Isis jumped off the stool and made her way over to one of the corner windows.so much for a silent evening

Kriege heared the knife comming and dove out of the way he rolled and came up in a defencive stance his combat knife drawn and ready in his left hand. "Poor choice of enemy Mordoc" krieges right arm slid into the angel blade form.

"Damn it, I hate idiots." She stood and strode across the room to Hunter's booth, shooting the pair by the door a glowering look. Slumping into the seat across from Hunter, she propped her feet up on the bench across from her, and took a sip from the vodka bottle.

"How're things, stranger?"

dull, mostly. up until a moment ago i though i may die of boredom.

*he took another drag from the cigarette, then pull it from his lips and put it out*

I didn't know you still used that thing *Mordred spat* well to can play that game *Mordreds left arm began to change.* graaaaa! *Mordred looked at his left arm. it was now almost Identical to krieges angel blade only on a diffrent arm* Now we shall se who is better... The Deaths Head or The Mad Mouthpeace.

"We Shall Indeed" Kriege lept foward swiniging his angel blade in a vicious lateral cut.

*Mordred blocked with his own angel blade* Slow Vincent. Real slow. *Mordred thrusted at Krieges chest with his combat knife*

Isis sank to the floor with a small but quite inhuman screach, the knife blade had pinned one of her wings to the wall. she sat there tears welling up in her eyes as she tryed to move the blade.

ooc: How did that happen?

ooc: How did that happen?

ooc: I agree with this ass how did that happen?

dull, mostly. up until a moment ago i though i may die of boredom.

*he took another drag from the cigarette, then pull it from his lips and put it out*

She chuckled. "Now, it'll probably be from annoyance."

*Vex peered into the club. he certainly had no interest in getting caught up in the stupid violence. but he was parched...he eyed the bar thirstily. getting on his hands and knees, he crawled under tables until he reached the bar. ducking behind, he found a bottle of good English gin and then crawled into the kitchen area*

ooc: I agree with this ass how did that happen?
ooc: mordred threw a blade and kirege ducked, iam rather board so i figured that it wouldn't hurt if i "barrowed" your lose blade, i can deleat the post if you guys want.

ooc: mordred threw a blade and kirege ducked, iam rather board so i figured that it wouldn't hurt if i "barrowed" your lose blade, i can deleat the post if you guys want.

ooc: he didn't throw a knife please do it was very confusing

ooc: mordred threw a blade and kirege ducked, iam rather board so i figured that it wouldn't hurt if i "barrowed" your lose blade, i can deleat the post if you guys want.

ooc: But I didn't throw a knife I swung it at him.

She chuckled. "Now, it'll probably be from annoyance."
you know, im tempted to intervine, if only to do something other than sit here and drink. but then again, i wouldn't mid if they chop each other's heads off.

*he winked and downed a bit of his rum*

ooc: But I didn't throw a knife I swung it at him.
ooc: lol ok my bad, i read it as you threw it at him, sorry.

*Mordred blocked with his own angel blade* Slow Vincent. Real slow. *Mordred thrusted at Krieges chest with his combat knife*

Kriege parryed the thrust with his own combat knife. sparks flew as the Identical blade struck. Krige placed a foot on Mordreds chest and kicked off hard.

ooc: lol ok my bad, i read it as you threw it at him, sorry.

ooc: Its ok


Kriege parryed the thrust with his own combat knife. sparks flew as the Identical blade struck. Krige placed a foot on Mordreds chest and kicked off hard.

*Mordred slid across the ground cursing. He lept to his feet and brought his angel blade up across his chest in a very defencive stance.* Slopy realy damn slopy *He muttered.*

you know, im tempted to intervine, if only to do something other than sit here and drink. but then again, i wouldn't mid if they chop each other's heads off.

*he winked and downed a bit of his rum*

She laughed. "Interesting show, at least... though it is rather boring to just sit here and drink." She made a face at her vodka bottle, and took another sip.

*he poured half a glass of gin and plopped in two ice cubes. rummaging through the cabinets, he found a jar of garlic-stuffed olives and tossed a couple into the poor-man's martini he'd just made*

Kriege landed lightly on his feet "So Mad Mouthpeace...going to live up to your reputation as that slayer of men?" The metal fins along the angel blade flexed slightly.

aye, that it is.

*Mordred lunged foward and stabed with the angel blade.*

the little fairy sat in the corner hopeing that she would not get run over.

Kriege drope to his knees and bent backwards. the angel blade passed over him. he took his combat knife and drove it into the organic part of the angel blade and pushed up twisting the main cutting edge of the angel blade away from him. he pulled the knife out and jumped away.

She shrugged, and pulled her legs off the seat, sliding out from the booth to stand. "I'm going for a walk, I think. Catcha later, unless you don't feel like sitting around and watching those two," she inclined her head toward the fighting pair, "Kill each other. Feel free to come with."



A childish figure raised its head from a sofa cushion, blinking sleepily about. Little Seth didn't sit up, but instead, watched his mother warily, for her next step. His eyes, usually filled with big, pale blue irises, were black as Hell. No one noticed his movements.

*Mordred let out a cry of pain and stumbled backwards. he growled and charged foward swinging the angel blade in a vertical upwards chop. he also brought his combat knife to bare.*

*Vex opened the kitchen door a few inches and peeked out to see if the goofballs were still at it. he noticed someone he'd never seen before sitting off in the corner...she looked like...a faerie...?*

*he let the door close and swirled the glass of gin*

I really need to consider cutting down on these things...

*he sipped his drink and looked through the refrigerator*

i think i could go for a bit of distraction at the moment.

*he slid out after her, flicked the spent cigarette at the two fighting and crossed to the door*

Kriege locked up with mordred and let the knife bury into his left shoulder. he took the opertunity to aim a blow with his own knife at Mordreds chest.

The child stood up smoothly upon watching his mother exit, and watched Hunter leave after her, vaguely focusing before striding to the stairs, glancing around him, and slipping up them quietly.




Noire dropped the vodka bottle towards the sand. Flames gathered around it as it fell, and it disappeared before it met ground. The moon glared down at the pair, and she stepped off along the beach. "S'lot different than it used to be around here."

*Mordred gasped and stumbled backward he pulled Kriegs knife out of his chest. suddenly a stiff wind blew threw the clud. Mordred glared at Kriege.* We'll settel this later. he exited.

Isis stood and hurried out of the room, she stopped once she was out side. carefuly she slumped against a palm tree, happy to be away from the fighting.

it is. even more that you know.

*he paused and lok back at the club*

the club didnt even used to be there. it was on a fairly tall cliff, with a balcony. there was a lake a ways back in the woods.

The ciggeret hit Krieges leg. he snarled now not having a target to vent on he walked out following Hunter. Kriege came up from behind and put a foot on his back forcing him to the floor. "How about I skull fuck you now?" he pulled the knife out of his shoulder and placed the point to the back of Hunters neck

it is. even more that you know.

*he paused and lok back at the club*

the club didnt even used to be there. it was on a fairly tall cliff, with a balcony. there was a lake a ways back in the woods.

"Mm..." she followed his gaze backwards, and a slight smile flitted across her face. "I remember a bit of that..." her gaze lost focus slightly, and she drifted off in memory for a brief moment. "Hella fun, sometimes."

Noire quirked an eyebrow. "Kreige, the reason why we left the club was so that your current antics wouldn't have to be dealt with."

Isis heard voices near her but was to scared and tired to worry about them, slowly she drifted off to sleep.


ooc: good night everyone.

Noire quirked an eyebrow. "Kreige, the reason why we left the club was so that your current antics wouldn't have to be dealt with."

"Well he shouldn't have fucking insulted me."

Isis heard voices near her but was to scared and tired to worry about them, slowly she drifted off to sleep.


ooc: good night everyone.

ooc: Ciao!

"Well he shouldn't have fucking insulted me."

She gave him a cool look. "Maybe you shouldn't have aired personal matters in the bar room."

ooc: Good night, Drivel.

The ciggeret hit Krieges leg. he snarled now not having a target to vent on he walked out following Hunter. Kriege came up from behind and put a foot on his back forcing him to the floor. "How about I skull fuck you now?" he pulled the knife out of his shoulder and placed the point to the back of Hunters neck
well, that depends.

*he flicked the lighter in his hand open and lit it*

She gave him a cool look. "Maybe you shouldn't have aired personal matters in the bar room."

ooc: Good night, Drivel.

"Fuck You!" kriege tuned his atention back to hunter. "Depends on what?"

*he shut the fridge, deciding he wasn't hungry. he sat down in an uncomfortable chair and propped his chin up with his palm. he thought about Moya, and how she probably thought he was completely nuts. he thought she was probably correct, if she did. as he fell into a half-sleep, his thoughts/dreams wandered back in time to a much different club...a much happier time...a little Irish pub...a quaint bookstore...*

on whether you think you can drive that blade of yours home before i roll forward and burn all the skin off your face.

"Fuck You!" kriege tuned his atention back to hunter. "Depends on what?"

Noire chuckled. "Fuck me? Sorry, I'm not Meg."



She sighed. "As much as I hate fucking around with those who I spend time in the club with, I don't have a problem with hurting you. Though I'm pretty damn near certain Hunter can handle you alone."

"Burn away cause I'm going to bury this in your eye if you try. I mean its not like your going to hurt my nonexistent good looks or me for that matter."

Noire chuckled. "Fuck me? Sorry, I'm not Meg."



She sighed. "As much as I hate fucking around with those who I spend time in the club with, I don't have a problem with hurting you. Though I'm pretty damn near certain Hunter can handle you alone."

"Your a perverted Bithch you know. almost as bad as you friend here."

"Your a perverted Bithch you know. almost as bad as you friend here."

She shrugged complacently. "Not perverted. Just truthful."

"Burn away cause I'm going to bury this in your eye if you try. I mean its not like your going to hurt my nonexistent good looks or me for that matter."
as you wish.

*as he said he would he rolled forward, but not nearly ask clumsily as one might have predicted. once he righted himself on one knee spun around and stood*

ooc : you can repost TFD, i fixed it.

ooc: Damn you.

ooc: I'm tired and we all know what happened so I'm going to sack out. ciao

ooc: Damn you.
ooc : lol. sorry.

ooc : nighters.

*a bit winded, he stood, watched kriege storm off, then rolled his head around, popping his neck in a few places. he turned back to Noire*

still feeling like walking?

She shrugged. "Sure, don't got anything better to do." Quirking an eyebrow at Kreige's retreating back, she tugged off her sneakers and dumped them into the sand, along with her coat, which clanged down metallicaly. Burrowing her toes in the sand, she tugged a section of white hair falling in her eyes, and took a step down the shoreline.

*he clappe the lighter shut and followed her, losing his own shoes along the way*

Noire glanced over to him. "How've things been?"

slow. the crow showed up yesterday, so that offered a bit of entertainment, but other than that. how bout you. busy week?

She startled, stopping in her tracks. The sand fluttered over her feet in the wind.

"The crow? It came back?" Noire toyed listlessly with her hair. "But... why?" Her voice trailed off, and came back stronger. "It's been okay. I hear you've met Seth. He was talking about you."

has he really now? well i do think i spoke with him awhile ago. good kid.

has he really now? well i do think i spoke with him awhile ago. good kid.

She chuckled, more to herself than to Hunter. "You're like this big hero to him. All I hear is, 'Yeah, well, that guy in the corner said this before!'" Her gaze faded thoughtfully, though the grin still stayed, a shadowy figure across her face. "I haven't seen him today... I left him sleeping on the sofa this morning, but haven't seen him since then. I'm kind of worried, though I know the pendant Will gave him will keep him safe... then again," Noire frowned, "I haven't seen Will lately, either."

well you wanna go back and look for him?

well you wanna go back and look for him?

She pursed her lips, and glanced back towards the club thoughtfully. "It's probably a good idea..."






Dark, round eyes glimmered from the window above the door of the club for a brief moment.

k.

hero. been a looong time since i've been called that.

*he smirked to himself and headed back towards his shoes*

Seth slipped down the stairs to the main room, eyes still dark, and seated himself on the sofa, keeping a watch on the door.





Noire stepped through, and he stood and stepped over to her, gaze slightly out of focus. "Mom, you should go to sleep. It's late. You're tired."

She frowned at him for a moment. "Where've you been all..." Noire stopped mid-sentence, and yawned. "Well, I am kind of tired..." She nodded to Hunter, eyelids fluttering from sudden exhaustion. "G'...g'night..." A huge yawn split her sentence, and she stumbled to the sofa before collapsing across it, completely out. Seth reached out and touched her dreaming forehead, and his body gave a convulsive jerk, as though he were throwing up from his feet.


He shook his head awkwardly as though to clear it, and blinked his big, blue eyes up at Vaga. "G'night, Vaga!"

ooc: Got to go.

Seth snuggled up to his mother, and promptly fell asleep.

*he followed Noire through the door and leaned against the doorframe*

well thats different.

night kiddo. its night. go back to sleep.

ooc : nighters.

Sits at the bar, evendently thinking about some higher function.

Kriege walked in yawning.

ooc: higher function my ass.

Kriege walked in yawning.

ooc: higher function my ass.


OOC: You're right, he's thinking about online banking, the novlety of it all.

Observes the nosferatu entering with detached interest.

Kriege grabed a dr. pepper then noticed he was being watched. "What you looking at Stick man?"

Kriege grabed a dr. pepper then noticed he was being watched. "What you looking at Stick man?"

Sighs and goes back to his drink. His M4A1, now equiped with an M203 sat beside him at the bar.

"I see we went from pea shooter to slingshot" he smirked

"I see we went from pea shooter to slingshot" he smirked

Swiftly picks up the M4A1 and pushes the action of the M203 foward, ejecting the shell. John holds the shell up with evident pride "This is a 40mm Rocket assisted Silver alloy jacketed ferro-thermite indiceary high explosive round."

(OOC: say that five time fast)

He reinserts the shell into the M203 and seals the action and places the whole system back beside himself. "More than enough for most any freak on God's green Earth."

Isis woke and streached painfuly, falling asleep against a palm tree was not the best way to get a good nights rest. she winced and slowly made her way over to the club.

Kriege woke from his torper and lookes around.

Meg was prodding him.

'wake up sleepy'

*Ju wanders into the bar, his clothes are torn and his chest and left arm are heavily bandaged.*

"Hushuma!" Kriege woke with a start and fell out of his chair.

ooc: how did you know I was still here?

Kriege looked around from his position on the floor. "What happened to you?" he asked groggely spoting Ju.

Kriege looked around from his position on the floor. "What happened to you?" he asked groggely spoting Ju.
???
*Looks around...*
I... dunno... really...

where am I?

Kriege groaned not this crap again! "here get some nice clothes on." he tossed Ju a set of keys "room 216 you look like shit right now man"

Kriege groaned not this crap again! "here get some nice clothes on." he tossed Ju a set of keys "room 216 you look like shit right now man"
*looks at the clothes and keys as they fall to the floor.*
thanks... but...


I think I better be going now...


nice place you have here...


*walks out the door and towards the beach.*

"Hey pall you sure your ok?" he called after Ju.

Mailee saw Ju come in and then got her bandages and cream out, she then held his hand and took him to the kitchen and found a thin shirt from the chest in her cabana.

'what happened?' she asked, her hands looked soft and gentle, but had been exposed to so much cold metal and bloodshed.

*As Orchid makes her way from her cabana to the club she spots a familiar figure a way down the beach.*

Ju?

*Debating should she run after him or not, she decides to follow him at a discreet distance, remembering that Will had told her about Ju's loss of memory.*

Kriege yawned and began twirling his Combat knife between his fingers.

Mailee saw Ju come in and then got her bandages and cream out, she then held his hand and took him to the kitchen and found a thin shirt from the chest in her cabana.

'what happened?' she asked, her hands looked soft and gentle, but had been exposed to so much cold metal and bloodshed.
OOC: TG!

Isis looked around the room," hello every one" she said cheerfuly

*As Orchid makes her way from her cabana to the club she spots a familiar figure a way down the beach.*

Ju?

*Debating should she run after him or not, she decides to follow him at a discreet distance, remembering that Will had told her about Ju's loss of memory.*
*Ju quietly enters the forrest on the opposite side of the beach. after a moment, he pauses... as if listening to something. then he runs further into the trees. Drawing a crystalline blade from seemingly nowhere...*

Isis looked around the room," hello every one" she said cheerfuly
ooc: nice to see you Isis... sorry, but Ju is kinda... messed up right now, otherwise, I'd be in the club. :D

"Hello isis how are you today? better then last night I hope"

Isis looked around the room," hello every one" she said cheerfuly
OOC
I'm stalking someone just now...outside.
;)

'I am alright thanks' Meg said, squeezing his hand tight.

ooc: nice to see you Isis... sorry, but Ju is kinda... messed up right now, otherwise, I'd be in the club. :D
ooc: oki , have fun stalking him orchid:p

*Ju quietly enters the forrest on the opposite side of the beach. after a moment, he pauses... as if listening to something. then he runs further into the trees. Drawing a crystalline blade from seemingly nowhere...*
*She just catches sight of him as he runs into the forest, so she speeds up and suddenly she is just feet away from him, his back to her.

He seems to have some kind of sword, but Orchid decides to stay hidden and watch.*

'I am alright thanks' Meg said, squeezing his hand tight.

ooc:who are you talling to?

"Hello isis how are you today? better then last night I hope"
" iam ok" she glanced at the man nervosly then looked out the window.

ooc: class is out, i gotta run, see you all later

" iam ok" she glanced at the man nervosly then looked out the window.

ooc: class is out, i gotta run, see you all later
OOC
Bye Isis...

" iam ok" she glanced at the man nervosly then looked out the window.

ooc: class is out, i gotta run, see you all later

ooc: Ciao.

*She just catches sight of him as he runs into the forest, so she speeds up and suddenly she is just feet away from him, his back to her.

He seems to have some kind of sword, but Orchid decides to stay hidden and watch.*
*In the woods where Ju is rushing forwards, you see several men dressed in military fatigues rise up from the bushes in an ambush. Guns blazing at Ju, he seems to dance around the bullets as he methodically cuts down each person, one at a time. several of the strangers seem to resort to grenades but all it does is kick up clouds of smoke and dirt that makes Ju harder to see. in the span of several minutes, the smoke clears and Ju stands there alone, bloody sword in hand, looking like a preditor and also looking at you.

you feel the cold steel of a pistol press against the back of your head... the soldier holding his pistol on you speaks some words you do not understand, but motions you to stand up.*

" iam ok" she glanced at the man nervosly then looked out the window.

ooc: class is out, i gotta run, see you all laterOOC: bye, hope to see you around.

Kriege heard gun fire and stood to go investigate. maybe it wont be so dull afterall

*In the woods where Ju is rushing forwards, you see several men dressed in military fatigues rise up from the bushes in an ambush. Guns blazing at Ju, he seems to dance around the bullets as he methodically cuts down each person, one at a time. several of the strangers seem to resort to grenades but all it does is kick up clouds of smoke and dirt that makes Ju harder to see. in the span of several minutes, the smoke clears and Ju stands there alone, bloody sword in hand, looking like a preditor and also looking at you.

you feel the cold steel of a pistol press against the back of your head... the soldier holding his pistol on you speaks some words you do not understand, but motions you to stand up.*
*At the feel of something cold against the back of her head, Orchid starts to feel very weak at the knees, and the strange language spoken by the person behind her makes the hair on her nape prickle.

Standing, she looks pleadingly at Ju, who is looking straight at her, seemingly without recognition.*

I.....I'm sorry.....I didn't understand what you said....

*In the woods where Ju is rushing forwards, you see several men dressed in military fatigues rise up from the bushes in an ambush. Guns blazing at Ju, he seems to dance around the bullets as he methodically cuts down each person, one at a time. several of the strangers seem to resort to grenades but all it does is kick up clouds of smoke and dirt that makes Ju harder to see. in the span of several minutes, the smoke clears and Ju stands there alone, bloody sword in hand, looking like a preditor and also looking at you.

you feel the cold steel of a pistol press against the back of your head... the soldier holding his pistol on you speaks some words you do not understand, but motions you to stand up.*
The blonde woman drops from the tree she had been perched on, and landed right behind this person. Her knife unsheathed during the fall and now pressed lightly against his throat. Dried blood remained on the knifes blade from the last time somthing was killed.

Kriege steped into the clearing but retreadted into the shadows when he saw the soldiers. he hissed angrily.

*At the feel of something cold against the back of her head, Orchid starts to feel very weak at the knees, and the strange language spoken by the person behind her makes the hair on her nape prickle.

Standing, she looks pleadingly at Ju, who is looking straight at her, seemingly without recognition.*

I.....I'm sorry.....I didn't understand what you said....*Ju closes his eyes... as if in resignation... and with barely a flick of his left hand, something flashes past your right ear and the cold metal presense is gone. there is a meaty 'thud' behind you.

On the ground, the soldier lays still... a shard of ruby protrubing from his right eye.

Ju stand there.... watching.*

The blonde woman drops from the tree she had been perched on, and landed right behind this person. Her knife unsheathed during the fall and now pressed lightly against his throat. Dried blood remained on the knifes blade from the last time somthing was killed.
correction...falls against the blonde woman. (assuming you're behind the soldier, and not me. if I'm wrong, let me know.)

correction...falls against the blonde woman. (assuming you're behind the soldier, and not me. if I'm wrong, let me know.)
against you
and OOCLY, I have another surprise, but I won't quite reveal it yet

Kriege steped into the clearing but retreadted into the shadows when he saw the soldiers. he hissed angrily.
*You get the feeling that even tho there is no evidence that Ju seen you, he knows you're there.*

against you
and OOCLY, I have another surprise, but I won't quite reveal it yet
OOC: you're behind me with the blade to my throat?

The blonde woman drops from the tree she had been perched on, and landed right behind this person. Her knife unsheathed during the fall and now pressed lightly against his throat. Dried blood remained on the knifes blade from the last time somthing was killed.

I never liked ju beut what the hell Kriege lept foward out of the shadows combat knife drawn he jabed it at the womans head.

against you
and OOCLY, I have another surprise, but I won't quite reveal it yet
OOC: no worries... there are much surprises in store right now. ;)

OOC: you're behind me with the blade to my throat?
YesI never liked ju beut what the hell Kriege lept foward out of the shadows combat knife drawn he jabed it at the womans head
Still holding the person hostae, she reaches around with her free hand and lets it sink right into her hand. A rustling from the bushes reaveals a cougar who jumps at Krieg.

*Orchid sinks to her knees as a war seems to be taking place all around her.*

Still holding the person hostae, she reaches around with her free hand and lets it sink right into it. A rustling from the bushes reaveals a cougar who jumps at Krieg.

Kriege yanked the knife out of her hand droped to his knees letting the cougar fly over him. he swung his right arm at the cougar as it passed. as he did this it slid into its angel blade Form.

Still holding the person hostae, she reaches around with her free hand and lets it sink right into her hand. A rustling from the bushes reaveals a cougar who jumps at Krieg.*with the distraction, Ju falls backwards. Pushing against this new foe, he slides his head down from under the knife and continues his fall... punching backwards into the stranger's stomach with his left hand... it feels like you've been hit by a sledge hammer.*

OOC: sending you and Orchid a TG

Kriege yanked the knife out of her hand droped to his knees letting the cougar fly over him. he swung his right arm at the cougar as it passed. as he did this it slid into its angel blade Form.
Valerie kicked him in the face as he dropped down, and pushed her hostage to the cougar who was turned around and ready to jump again.

Change
Valerie kicked Kriege in the face, and took the brunt of the punch to the stomach. SHe'd had worse. She wasn't paying attention to the knife, but to anyone who was watching would have seen that it looked like it went through his throat.

The cougar stay where it stopped, eyeing the situation.

*with the distraction, Ju falls backwards. Pushing against this new foe, he slides his head down from under the knife and continues his fall... punching backwards into the stranger's stomach with his left hand... it feels like you've been hit by a sledge hammer.*

OOC: sending you and Orchid a TG
*Watching the others as though they are moving in slow motion, when Ju moves away from the woman, it looks as if her knife plunges into his neck, and Orchid holds her breath waiting for him to fall.....*

Valerie kicked him in the face as he dropped down, and pushed her hostage to the cougar who was turned around and ready to jump again.

ooc: Er your cougar just got cut in half if it didn't evade the angel blade.

ic:Kriege hit the ground but bounced up quickly. he brought his angel blade up in a defencive position. he hissed angrily.

*eyes still closed, Ju jumps a couple feet away from the cougar and the two other fighters. standing with his profile towards the fighters and orchid, crystal blade still in hand, he waits... between them and orchid.*

OOC: no blood or wounds can be seen on Ju. except that his left arm and chest are tightly bandaged, not bloody, just bandaged.

OOC: Fine then

The cougar stood there for a second before neatly slumping over, dead.

Valerie took a defensive position and kept an eye on both of them.

"Well, this is turning out quite interesting," she said as she wiped the blood from her hand which was not damaged at all anymore. She let out a sharp cackle and charged at Kreige.

A sharp crack was scarecly heard before a fifty caliber bullet hit the angel blade arm. A second one went right past Valerie's head and hit the arm the again

*Ju watches as the two combatants go at it. he looks almost sadly on the body of the animal. then turns towards Orchid.*

*Orchid, still on her knees in the mud watches as Kriege and the strange woman fight on.....Ju standing in front of her.*

OOC
Is the cougar dead?
Well, I would rather think not, cause he didn't say the angel arm thing happened until after he swung his arm, but I won't press the issue. cause this is a really spammish RP.

Krieges arm jerked as th billet hit it sparks flew every where the second hit threw more sparks into the air. he brought his left arm up. to defend agianst the assult.

ooc; it may be a bit befro I reply again.

Well, I would rather think not, cause he didn't say the angel arm thing happened until after he swung his arm, but I won't press the issue. cause this is a really spammish RP.
OOC: where did the shots come from?

*Ju watches as the two combatants go at it. he looks almost sadly on the body of the animal. then turns towards Orchid.*
*As Kriege and the woman fight desperately, Orchid looks at the dead form of the beautiful animal, and a tear slides down her face.

Still on her knees she looks up at Ju.*

*As Kriege and the woman fight desperately, Orchid looks at the dead form of the beautiful animal, and a tear slides down her face.

Still on her knees she looks up at Ju.*
are you.... real?

Valerie had trained with Martial Arts her whole life, a single arm raised in defense would pose no threat to her, especially by someone who just took the brunt of two fifty caliber bullets.

OOC: realisticly he would at least be thrown off balance. If a fifty caliber sniper rifle round can penetrate tanks, it should penetrate your arm, but I'm not arguing that, it should at the very least throw him off balance.

Observes the fight, a slight smirk on his face.

OOC: where did the shots come from?
OOC: amongst the tree's about 3/4's of a miile away.

Valerie had trained with Martial Arts her whole life, a single arm raised in defense would pose no threat to her, especially by someone who just took the brunt of two fifty caliber bullets.

OOC: realisticly he would at least be thrown off balance. If a fifty caliber sniper rifle round can penetrate tanks, it should penetrate your arm, but I'm not arguing that, it should at the very least throw him off balance.

OOC: A fifty caliber bullet can no longer pose a threat to MBTs.

The 12.7 x 99mm is used for light vehicles and long range soft targets.