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Deadwood Graves: Cedric was still on babysitting duty. He could be found
sitting on the couch with a book up to his nose and the baby by his side
giggling away at a little fairy he conjured up to keep her entertained as he
read on. The baby beholder
Deadwood Graves: that belonged to Dove was still in the stroller, drooling
away as it had fallen asleep on the stroll he had taken along the church. He
slowly turned the page to the book titled Why Women Sometimes Run Away,
hoping that it would give
Deadwood Graves: him some insight on what happened at the wedding this
evening.
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Str33t Magic: (SHONUFF!)
Str33t Magic: (Wait! Wrong movie)
Str33t Magic: Finally arriving back at the Wolfmoon after that sudden turn
of events, Di would come walking in alongside her sis. This time sans purse
since she ditched it. The Street Magician rarely carried one save for
whenever she was going
Str33t Revenge: [LOL]
Str33t Magic: to a fance party or function. Walking further in to the click
of those heels that made her break the 6' mark in height, she would look to
Helena. "I was just about to ask you why you looked so tired." The
younger(by five minutes)
Str33t Magic: twin would smirk a little bit as they got to the bar side and
there was Cedric, babysitting and reading. A grin curled ruby colored tiers
as she noted the title of the book. "Find any answers in there?" As she
stepped forward,
Str33t Magic: she would smile to the little one, then noted the Baby
Beholder that Dove had with her last few days. "Those things are so adorable
when they're little." Moving around behind the bar, she would pull out a
bottle of Red Moscato
Str33t Magic: that she had brought in the other day and two wine glasses,
popping the cork and pouring her and her twin a glass each. "Want anything
while i'm back here, Cedric?"
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Str33t Revenge: From within her purse, Helena withdrew a claw clip. She
tucked the clutch beneath her arm then twirled the mass of curls into a
sloppy french twist before inserting the clip. Those heels clacked across the
floor behind Di where she
Str33t Revenge: veered for the bar taking a seat. It wasn't until her double
pointed out the book Cedric was reading did she actually take notice of the
title. One leg crossed over the other where her foot twitched. "Thanks." She
drew the glass clo
Str33t Revenge: ser to her person carefully taking hold of the stem. "You
really won't find answers in there. If you go by the theory that everyone is
different and there are a billion or so people, that book is way to short to
cover it all." Her
Str33t Revenge: two cents. And speaking of, she took a drink of the wine.
Probably not a good thing to consume when a few minutes ago she ingested over
the counter perky pills. -d-
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Deadwood Graves: His eyes looked up from the pages of his book towards the
twins. "Oh no thanks. I've already had about five cups of tea today. And
since I'm babysitting, I won't be drinking tonight." He closed the book up,
as Helena was right about
Deadwood Graves: what she said on not being able to find the answers in the
book. "Correct you are. Most of it is all just common sense. We'd have to
hear it from Val personally... Figured I'd see what the author had to say
about it anyway." He gave
Deadwood Graves: a short shrug before setting the book down onto the coffee
table in front of him. He looked over at the baby, still entertained by the
small fairy that would tickle her nose then zoom around to tickle her ears.
Eyes then shifted
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Deadwood Graves: back to the twins. "Has anyone heard from Val? I was hoping
to find her here. Doesn't seem like she's around though... I hope she's
alright..." A cross look of concern formed his expression as he looked down
at the floor, wondering
Deadwood Graves: where she might of gone off to.
Str33t Magic: Staying on the service side for now, mostly because she didn't
feel like sitting back down yet. Leaning a hip into the bar, she would pick
up her own glass of wine by the stem and start to swish the red liquid around
some. The
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Str33t Magic: glass was then brought up for a sniff before she took a sip
from it. A long sip.. and she would just hold it by the stem infront of her
afterward. "I'm kind of under the impression that she just wasn't ready to
take all of that
Str33t Magic: on. I mean weddings and marriages always wind up being bigger
than they probably should be. But you're right. We won't really know what's
up till Val decides to break her silence." Bringing the glass back up to
ruby colored tiers
Str33t Magic: , she would down the rest of the wine and then pour herself
another glass. Looking up towards the door, lower tier was bitten briefly.
"I just hope she's ok." Doe browns would then look to her sister afterward.
mystic maIice: And BOOM goes the dynamite! The door of the Wolfmoon was
bumped open by one booted foot and in sauntered that outlandish red-head once
more. Today's attire was rather simple and consisted of a black skirt with
midriff baring white
mystic maIice: tank top. Black fishnets and those heavy soled black boots
completed the ensamble. White face make up with lines of Khol around eyes and
that heart shape of red on center of lips. Sauntering on over to the bar,
oblivious to whatever
a jackals laugh: Quin was laughing as he yanked open the door of the
Apothecary and men dressed in tuxs started to carry things into the place
quickly - to quickly - boxes of food and spirits and everything else that
would have happen at a wedding
mystic maIice: mood everyone was in she'd drop onto a seat and flop arms on
the counter top..Pausing a moment to look between the twins. Narrowing of
eyes and a glance side to side until she settled on them both. "Lovely...two
of you. Double my
mystic maIice: fun." -d
Str33t Revenge: She set her glass down on the bar, then reached down to
scratch an itch near her ankle. Shifting her body toward her sister, Helena
braced her forearm on the bar while propping her chin in the under hand. "It
could be the large crow
Str33t Revenge: d. I don't know her other than her name nor the groom, so I
leave it to you two to specu..." And she stopped when a new person walked in
noting their identical state. A look given toward Di as if saying 'Same
here'. "Give this one a
a jackals laugh: cake. The man was redirecting the money somewhere. He
looked over the
a jackals laugh: [ Chat randomly says too much entered ]
Str33t Magic: (LoL!)
Str33t Magic: (You were too much for the chat)
a jackals laugh: [ makes sense ]
Str33t Revenge: cookie." And with that, she took a healthy drink of her wine
glass. Careful so as not to flash Cedric or Di, she leaned toward the two.
"Is that guy right in the head? Or did I miss the joke." Chocolate orbs
followed the line of men
a jackals laugh: crowded room. "Being dat we lost a bride. We gained de
food. Yet and Drink and Be merry." He called as he held the door open so that
people could enter and leave and enter and leave. It took a lot to feed an
army. Then came the
a doves flight: Dove who still was very upset, came all silent into the room
trying not to be seen. However she might need to just to get those babies of
hers back. (D)
a jackals laugh: last thing. A perfectly white cake with purple flowers.
Pushed through the door by someone.(d)
Str33t Revenge: carrying drinks and food into the tower. Silently, Helena
slid her empty glass toward Di. Something told her she'd need a refill before
the night was over. -d-
Str33t Magic: "Hey Asa." Di would smile to the Nightmare Nurse as she made
her way in. "We just came back from a.... wedding?" She would look
between her twin and Cedric, unsure of whether or not she could call it that.
Looking back Asa,
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Deadwood Graves: Cedric couldn't help but chuckle as he heard Helena
question Quin's sanity - which was completely understandable. He shook his
head before his eyes looked over to all the different people who seemed to of
come in all at once. Then
Str33t Magic: she would curl her lower lip a little with a confused look on
her face. " -ish? The Bride kinda... pulled a Julia Roberts just before
they were supposed to say their vows and all." A look to Helena was given at
her question and
Deadwood Graves: the blue eyes locked onto Dove. He had a hundred questions
to ask her, but judging by the look on her face he wasn't about to bombard
her with questions. Instead he stood up, snapping his fingers so that the
fairy that was keeping
Str33t Magic: she shook her head. "Possibly?" The only thing she could go
by when it came to Quin was what happened between him and Gabs that one
night. Otherwise she knew nothing about the guy. Seeing Dove come in, Di
would just sigh. "You
Str33t Magic: ok, Dove?"
mystic maIice: As Helena spoke up she'd arch a brow and smirk. "Cute."
Raising one hand she'd extend index finger and shift it between the twins.
Then Di said her name and she'd smirk and point to her. "Wedding? Bleh,
funerals are better."
mystic maIice: Then she heard the explination and just arched a brow.
"See...there is a reason I am the way I am." Fingertip tapped against the
counter top at that. Still she'd spin on the stool and watch people come in
and out carrying things.
mystic maIice: Then those eyes, rather red in color fell on Quin and she'd
arch a brow, looking him over. From head to toe and then back up again as the
grin shifted into a rather wicked smile. "At least you brought the after
party?" -d
Deadwood Graves: Lauren stopped fluttering about and sat down on her
shoulder instead. "Your beholder is fast asleep, and I think this one is
ready for bed too," he noted about Lauren before picking her up to hold her
in one of his arms as the other
a doves flight: "Aye oi are. oi'm gonna lay down an' try ter git a 'owl av
val in dreams." Wedding and all were kind of bonked up more than normal for
her. Fake smile though as she was getting ready to try it but she knew.. it
more than likely
Deadwood Graves: came out to push the stroller with the baby beholder in it
towards Dove.
Str33t Revenge: Stealing the bottle of whine, she poured herself another
glass. Fingers tugged at the hem of that black dress before she took up her
drink. A snort sounded hearing Di try to explain why they were dressed up and
where they had been.
Str33t Revenge: "Not to butt in, however...perhaps Val wishes to be alone
for a minute. She did just embarass herself, the groom, her guests.
Unjustified as the feeling of guilt is, she may need some quiet." A cant of
her head so she could see Dove
a doves flight: wouldn't help. "Aye oi bet. they're both not use ter so
many people." Oh fairies. She leaned forward with hands out to take Lauren
from Cedric with a small smile. Kids always were able to lighten the mood.
(D)
a jackals laugh: Quin looked toward -Mystic- with a chuckle and a nod of his
head. "De bride stood up de groom. No reason to waste de food." He nodded his
head as he felt the eyes run over his body. Quin knew exactly what those eyes
felt like. A
Str33t Revenge: without completely twisting around. "Also, she didn't get
that far, mija." Actually, the poor woman only made it to the aisle entrance
before bolting. For now, she'd keep that detail to herself. -d-
a jackals laugh: low chuckle came. "De best party offered up. Drinks. Food
and a full weddin cake." He leaned against the door still dressed in his
wedding tux. All black including tie. He was watching the last of the tuxed
men leave the door
a jackals laugh: leaving behidn boxes in the ktichen and on the bar.
Str33t Magic: "I'm pretty sure she does just want to be alone after all of
that." If Di was in that position she'd want to be along too. Looking back
to Asa, she would smile. "By the way, Asa, this is my twin sister, Helena.
And the guy over
Deadwood Graves: With gentle hands he handed the baby over to Dove. "I don't
think so either. Your beholder on the other hand is completely knocked out in
the stroller." He pointed down at the drooling, slumbering cyclops
monster-creature-thing.
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Str33t Magic: there you met the other night is Cedric." She would then look
to Quin, then back to the Nightmare Nurse. "And that's Quin." Watchiung as
the food and drinks were brought in and over towards the kitchen. Looking at
the bottles
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Deadwood Graves: "They behaved really well. Just tell the fairy you don't
need her anymore when the time comes and she'll disappear." He nodded as he
put his hands into the pockets of his slacks - still wearing his all black
tuxedo for the wedding
Deadwood Graves: that proved to be... something else.
a doves flight: "Aye oi git it. still - she finally.. jist admitted she's up
de spoyt. keir's already belt an' miss up 'e'll be gran'.. but val bein' gone
means de pack canny watch 'er." Watching each other was something the pack
did a lot. She
Str33t Magic: in the boxes left on the bar, Di would actually open on up and
pull out a bottle of Dom Perigon. "I.... Hmm. I'd feel bad about opening
this if he hadn't said it shouldn't go to waste." She would then looked Asa
and Helena
Str33t Magic: afterward before her attention turned to Dove.
mystic maIice: As Quin explained she'd arch a brow and then nod. "Ahh yes,
I've been hearing about that since I came in." Leaning back to prop elbows on
the edge of the counter, one leg lifting to cross over the other. Still
hearing Di she'd turn
a doves flight: brought the baby up aginst her just leaning a little bit
just to let her rest on her chest. Bounced a little bit with her. "T'anks
for watchin' 'er. glad they weren't much av a pain." Dove was letting the
one hand come to the
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mystic maIice: head to see the Magician and smirk. "Pleasure to meet
you...err...them. What have you." Wave of hand as she looked back to Quin
then. "Quin eh? Could be fun." Eyes that had only been partially red now
became fully red as they roved
Str33t Revenge: Helena rubbed at her right temple arching a brow at Cedric,
Dove, and Di. "I sort of missed that whole part about Keir." Oh she
understood the rest but that bit in the middle. Her tired brain wasn't
working properly tonight. A wave
a doves flight: stroller handle while she looked back. Stared at Quin a
moment she looked back over to them. Shoulders rose and fell some. "Oi do
nu she's gollier lassy who can take care av 'erself." Val not Keir. (D)
mystic maIice: over his form. Finally looking away from him and back to Di
she'd blink, eyes still vibrant red. "Ever figure out where that good for
nothing pain in the ass is?" Constantine. -d
a doves flight: Val not Lauren the baby*
Str33t Revenge: toward Asa and Quin. "I doubt he'd care whoever he is. Plus
its one bottle." Tipping the glass, she polished off her second glass of wine
then eyed the empty flute. Now she could skip patrols tonight and crash but
then she'd feel
Deadwood Graves: Cedric would just watch as Dove took the babies and nodded
his head to... what he could understand Dove was saying. "Anytime," he said
to the thanks before making his way around the bar's service side and taking
his blazer off.
a jackals laugh: Quin looked toward Dove with a raised brow. He wasn't
paying much attention to a few things as he was paying attention to the car
outside as it left. His hands pushing his black hair out of his face as he
wondered what the look
a jackals laugh: was for. He nodded to her before his eyes looked toward
-Rev and Mystic- "Sorry. Missed all words. Makin' sure de cars were gone.
Don' wanna have to pay another person." He chuckled as he headed toward de
bar.
Str33t Revenge: guilty. With a sigh, she nudged the glass away. Once more
she cupped her chin in her hand. Fingers drummed on a sculpted cheek. "I'm
sure Keir won't let anything happen to her despite what just went down. He's
probably lurking close
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venatorum: Even though it was way out of his way, he hadn't forgotten the
promise he made Cedric back in the record store. The guy needed his music and
like Matthew McConaughey in Tropic Thunder, Lucian was going to get it to him
even if he
venatorum: had to slog through the jungles of Viet-goddamn-nam. Thankfully
he didn't, but he would if he had to..because he was a man of his word. The
teenager flung Wolf Moon's front door wide open, took a brief look around,
and
Str33t Revenge: ." Not much of a romatic at heart, it just sounded better
than being her usual cynical self. -d-
Deadwood Graves: Setting it down somewhere it wouldn't be in the way, he'd
then roll up the sleeves of his black button up and adjust the suspenders a
bit. He'd take the wine glass Helena set down and set it in the sink to be
washed later.
Str33t Magic: After whispering something to Asa, Di would shake her head
some and the went on ahead and busted open the bottle of Dom P, putting a
couple of Champagne Flutes out and pouring her and her sister some. "Hel,
why don't you call in
venatorum: made a beeline right for his new friend. Like always, the
handsome young man's dark auburn hair was stylishly messy. And, since he had
other plans after this delivery, he was dressed quite a bit nicer than he was
the last time
venatorum: he came in here. His 5'9", lean masculine form was clad in a
black designer button up shirt that looked expensive, a pair of grey slacks,
and fine Italian dress shoes that were so well-polished one could see their
reflection in them
venatorum: when they caught the light just right. Luc avoided running into a
person or two on his way over and stopped right in front of him."So, I got
your thing." He dug his right hand into his pocket and pulled a beat up old
iPod from it.
venatorum: "Not a record player by any means, but it's got a bunch of albums
on it and uses batteries. Figured it would work better for you."
Str33t Magic: tonight? I'd rather my big sis didn't go out there dealing
with potential rapists and serial killers while she's tired as hell.
Besides, if you keep amassing comp time your Captain is gonna force you to
take another 3 month
Str33t Magic: vacation. You know you'll go nuts again with all that time
off." Diana would smirk those ruby colored tiers once more and pushed the
flute back over towards her sibling. One was pushed towards Asa too.
"Yanno, I actually haven't
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Str33t Magic: seen Constantine in almost a month now.. last time we were
together we went and paid a visit to this Vampire Mob Boss in Reno... I'm
starting to wonder if something happened to him.." They did kinda ruffle a
few feathers
a doves flight: With the children in hand the babies were set with her to
find the upstairs. (D)
Str33t Magic: during that endeavor.
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Str33t Revenge: That lower lip was drawn between her teeth being worried. "I
could but it's not on their pay that I do what I do. Plus someone has to do
it, Di." Fingertips walked across the bar to nudge the champagne toward her.
"That was then. I
mystic maIice: At the whisper she began to laugh a bit. "What? I'm not over
there humping his leg. Never hurts to stare...Just because you see a work of
art doesn't mean you go over there and muck it up." Smirking she leaned
against the counter
Str33t Revenge: think the new arrangement I have going might make three
months bareable." Offering a wink, she lifted up the glass of champagne
toward her lips. This place was just filled with quirky characters. Quite
obvious the few times she was
mystic maIice: "Well the longer I stick around the longer I will torment you
just so you know." Smirking. -d
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Str33t Revenge: here. No wonder Di liked it here so much. Damn, she
shouldn't have taken that drink. Now she knew what champagne felt like coming
back up her nose. A glare given to Asa while she reached for napkins to wipe
up her mouth. "Thanks. Fu
Str33t Revenge: ck that hurts." She curled in on herself trying to hide the
fact she was blowing her nose. -d-
Deadwood Graves: Did Lucian go to the wedding too? He was so sharply
dressed Cedric had to wonder. His blue eyes watched as his form made way
through the bar; an eyebrow quirking up until the lad stopped in front of him
and handed over some device
Str33t Magic: "Either way, the city will be fine without you for a night.
It won't be if you wind up in traction due to fatigue. Even you need rest,
Supergirl." Pun intended. "Wait, new arrangements?" She was about to ask
Helena to elborate
a jackals laugh: Quin watched Dove take off. The girl confused him yet
again. Then again, most females confused him as he turned his attention to
the woman. He was more unsure each moment about woman. Maybe the man was
going to start chasing
a jackals laugh: after men again. Then again. Quin rarely chased. He was
more like the lazy creature waiting for the right thing to eat. He headed
toward the stairs and upstairs - he needed to check on Dove before he
continued with filling his
Str33t Magic: when it seemed that Asa's comments made Helena almost snort
champagne. Di then started to laugh, picking up her own flute and take a
quick sip. "I always have to watch Asa when i'm around her, otherwise she'll
say something that'll
Deadwood Graves: that was very unfamiliar to him. He furrowed his brows as
he slowly took it from him, bringing it up to the light and inspecting it
some. "And what is this called? It's awfully small to look like it can play
music." He turned it
a jackals laugh: stomach. The man disappeared into the Wolf moon.
Str33t Magic: have be me choking on my drink." A glance was given just now
seeing that Luc had come back to the Wolfmoon and Di would smile and wave to
the teen before looking back to Hel and Asa.
Deadwood Graves: over, looking at the fine scratches on it's back as it was
obvious the device had seen better days. Then turning it back around and
holding it upside down he would push at the buttons and watch as the tiny
screen on it lit up.
venatorum: He didn't know a wedding had occurred but if he had he probably
would've dressed down a little. No need to make anyone jealous of his fine
threads. A grin slowly spread across his features at Cedric's confusion.
There was something
mystic maIice: "Better the drink than something else." Smirking she'd wiggle
brows and reach for the glass she'd been passed. Raising it to look over the
liquid and grunt. Not what she preferred but eh, it would do. -d
venatorum: really quite fun about teaching someone unfamiliar with
technology all about it. It was like introducing a space alien to human
stuff. Or maybe some medieval time traveler. Regardless, it was amusing.
"It's called an iPod. And
venatorum: yeah, it's small but there's music in there. I don't know the
exact details because I'm not super up to date on all the ins and outs of how
it works. Let's just say there's a storage device in there that contains a
bunch of recorded
venatorum: songs." Like hell he was going to try to explain how hard drives
worked and MP3s to a guy who'd never seen a vinyl record player before. "It's
its own kind of magic. Anyway, you'll need these." He drew a pair of white
earbuds from
venatorum: his pocket and handed them over. "Just plug those in the top,
fuck around with it to figure out how the buttons work and you'll be good to
go." His hazel-eyed gaze flickered from Cedric to the woman he briefly saw
the other night
venatorum: when he was out of it. Offering her a small half-smile, he spoke
p. "Hey." (d)
venatorum: up*
Str33t Revenge: Drawing her head up, Hel swiped the napkin over her nose one
last time before glaring at her sister. "Thanks for the warning." That
definately woke her up not to mention making her eyes tear. Tentatively, she
reached for her glass f
Str33t Revenge: for* another sip. This time espresso hued orbs watched Asa
carefully while raising her glass to her lips. "I'll tell you later, D." Her
attention was drawn to the teenager showing off the ipod to Cedric. -d-
Deadwood Graves: He pushed down on the buttons some more, watching as it
caused the screen to change into different... whatever they could even be
called. Noticing the text was upside down, he flipped it up right and just
tilted his head to the side
mystic maIice: Snorting a bit she'd raise the glass to lips and drain its
contents. "I've said so much worse. You should hear how I talk to Mr. Fancy
Pants." No, she was not going to go into detail on who that was. Setting the
glass down she'd
Deadwood Graves: before his thumb discovered that if one was to do a
circulor motion around the big button in the middle, it would scroll through
the text. Still with his eyes on the iPod he took the earbuds and then slowly
pried his eyes away from
mystic maIice: thumb over shoulder to Di again. "Ask her about the first
night when she messed up. I still wonder if she knows what the word Oreo
meant in how I used it." -d
Deadwood Graves: the tiny screen and onto the buds that dangled from his
hands. Eyes then shifted to Lucian before a small chuckle escaped his lips.
"Thank you very much. Does it have that one song I heard the other night?" He
set the iPod down and
Str33t Magic: There was a chuckle that left Di's lips, watching her twin
keep an eye on Asa so she didn't get caught off guard again. Doe browns
would soon find themselves staring over at Luc and Cedric, a smile then
forming on red tiers
Str33t Magic: watching the two of them with the iPod. That should be
interesting to see Cedric mess around with since he wasn't using to the
technology here. Her eyes would then move to Asa afterward and she would
sigh. "I was trying to call
Deadwood Graves: then took the earbuds in both hands, running his fingers
through it before they pinched the end that had some silver bit sticking out
of it. "This must be some way to make it work..." He grabbed the iPod again
and then with closer
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Str33t Magic: up someone else... instead I got you." She would bite her
lip and look aside. "Which likely means you're supposed to here. Which
means i'm stuck with you." She would turn to look at Asa, then in her
somewhat inebriated state,
Deadwood Graves: inspection put the silver part into the hole. He blinked as
he could hear music blaring out from the other end of the wires.
venatorum: "Of course. It's in there under Nine Inch Nails. You just gotta
scrolled through the bands under Artists and find them, click the center
button, and go looking through their albums." The thing was packed with music
from all
Str33t Magic: Di would lean over the counter, wrapping her arms around both
of their necks and hugging them tightly. "Group hug!" A little too tightly.
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AIongWithMe: Gabriella landed on the roof, clawed hands and feet being
careful of the tower's roof. Friends and all. Sliding down the shingles
before jumping off and gliding down to the ground. She landed softly in her
darker nature her body was
mystic maIice: "ACK!" Pulled into the hug caused her to be lifted off the
seat. Legs kicked a bit and she squirmed. "Choking....can't....breave!" With
her legs kicking like that someone was likely to get flashed some black
panties with sparkly red
AIongWithMe: steaming. She made her way towards the door to the shop.
Closing her wings as the talons at the joints of her wings clasped at her
chest as clawed feet carried her inside. Solid black eyes scanned the room.
Someone choking...people
venatorum: different genres so he got the full musical experience. Limiting
him to just one band or one style would be doing him a grave disservice. He
crossed his arms over his chest and watched Cedric fiddle around with the
earbuds and when
mystic maIice: hearts on them! "No one is dying! Why am I hear? He didn't
say anything about that!" Squirming about she'd edge one arm out and poke Di
in the ribs. -d
AIongWithMe: everywhere...lovely. She growled and moved to the bar to find
her dwaren brandy. Need...alcohol...now.:::
a jackals laugh: Quin came back down from the upstairs. Heading toward the
kitchen to find himself something to eat. There had to be those stupid little
pizza bites somewhere in these food boxes. There always was for weddings and
he knew Keir's
venatorum: he plugged them in Luc's grin broadened. "Just don't blow your
eardrums out listening to anything too loud on there. And uh, if you're
walking around listening to music you might want to keep it down to avoid
getting run over by a
AIongWithMe: -[ Anyone who wants the full view pics etc. Let me know
otherwise: Summary of appearance = Black leathered Wings, Tail, Horns,
Scales, clawed hands, draconian/gargoyle clawed feet,
AIongWithMe: spikes on her shoulders and elbows, serpent tongue, darkened
voice & hot to touch. Otherwise she looks just like herself. Yep. :nod: ]-
Str33t Revenge: [Lol]
AIongWithMe: -[ You're welcome. xD ]-
venatorum: horse and buggy. Or, y'know, whatever." Feeling eyes upon him, he
glanced to the twins in turn. They both looked like they were having a good
time with the friend they were choking.
a jackals laugh: taste, he would have faught for them. There had to be
something.in this place for him to stuff into his face. His brother was
depressed. His nieces insane and anger and sad. He didn't found it rather
entertaining as he find the
Str33t Revenge: There was a whole chunk of the conversation she missed due
in no small part to her lack of attention regarding oreos and summonings.
"Huh?" So eloquent. Actually watching Cedric with a new toy seemed more
entertaining. And then she
mystic maIice: "You're making my nipples hard!" -d
a jackals laugh: box and let out a loud woot of a sound and came out to the
people at the bar with pizza apps. Yanking plastic off. "Oi cum bearin food."
God, he needed to stop spending tiem around Keir. He stopped sounding
understandable to strange
Str33t Revenge: found herself hugged. Helena reached an arm around Di to pat
her on the back before withdrawing. No sooner had she been released that
Helena was snatching back her champagne glass for another drink. With Quin's
sudden appearance fro
a jackals laugh: strangers* He heard comment about nipples and only had to
smirk then. "Oi dink we found her kink." He smirked as he looked toward the
dark Gabs. Even more interesting. His eyes were still completely gold from
earlier before he
a jackals laugh: looked at the bars - and the twins.
Str33t Revenge: m the kitchen announcing his findings, Hel saluted him with
her glass then tossed back the contents. With Di engaged, Hel refilled her
own drink with the Dom. "Well get back in that kitchen and make me a
sandwich, Chuckles." -d-
Deadwood Graves: "Em..." He moved the iPod side to side, trying to figure
out how to turn the music down before just randomly pushing the buttons. None
of it seemed to work. For second he thought he heard the music stop and then
start again. He just
Str33t Magic: Nope, was just one twin choking the other twin and her friend
by accident. "Oh! Sorry guys." She smiled sheepishly and quit hugging the
life out of Asa and Helena as she looked over to Quin when he came back.
"Welcome back, Quin.
Str33t Magic: " Glancing over, she would look back to Luc and Cedric, and
catching the song that he started to play, the Street Magician's eyes would
widen. "Oh, I love that song! Cedric, hold the earbuds up." If and
whenever he did, Di would
Str33t Magic: lift both hands up to about chest level, with the righ hand
forward, left hand back and the middle and ring fingers of both curling into
her palm as her normally brown eyes started to glow blue and a blue hue
formed around her
Deadwood Graves: stared at the device before deciding to use logic to figure
it out. "Alright..." He scrolled through it. "Music. Center button. Scrolly
thing... Erm... Snoop... Dogg? Gin.. and... Juice? Scrolly thi--" and before
he could actually
Str33t Magic: hands. Moments later, the earbuds in Cedric's hands would
start to... transmutate into a pair of Hi-Def speakers. Don't ever ask Di
to do something like this sober. Transmutation was one thing she hadn't quite
gotten the grip of
Str33t Magic: yet but when she did it on a whim after having a few shots it
went on without a hitch for some reason.
venatorum: Since he was unaccustomed to seeing magic at work he just kind of
looked on in awe as the chick from the other night transformed the earbuds
into actual speakers. Here he was feeling like some civilized bringer of
light and then
Deadwood Graves: turn the music down - which he actually found out - Diana
insisted she hear the song. "Erm." He did as she asked, holding up the
earbuds so that the song could now be heard throughout the whole bar. He
wasn't about to just stand
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Deadwood Graves: there holding them all night, so a soft blue glow would
come from his hands and the iPod and earbuds would start to levitate in the
air. A grin would come to his lips as his eyes looked over to Lucian.
"Wicked..."
Str33t Magic: (And ze' song!)
Str33t Magic:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTFwQP86BRs (Keyword to:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTFwQP86BRs)AIongWithMe: Gabriella reached past Di. All up on the bar top too. Sorry for
those close enough to see her black lave booty shorts...short dress + tail +
bent over = SORRY! She grabbed her dwarven brandy. "Got it!" She growled out.
Because
venatorum: that just happened. He blinked a time or two as NIN's hit song
Closer started to blare through the place. Lucian casually brushed his
fingers through his hair and soon enough his new friend was levitating the
damn
a jackals laugh: "Di.. I think yer get cooler everytime I see yah." He
really didn't know if he had been introduced to Di, but being that they had
spent so much time sitting there at the bar he might as well speak to her
once in a while. The man
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AIongWithMe: asking Di would have been too easy! She pulled the bottle out
and opened it. Chugging some of the booze. Not moving yet.:::
AIongWithMe: lace*
a jackals laugh: leaned agaisnt the edge of the bar as he popped pizza into
his mouth and attempted to undo his tie. He did enjoy dressing up - but a
tux was just one step to far. He was shocked Keir had even kept his pants
on. "Me man is so
a jackals laugh: gettin' himself drunk and laid tonight.. Keir I mean." He
was probably starting a rumor, but isn't that teh fun part.
venatorum: things. He was impressed, to say the least. "So that's kind of
cool." He tried not to act too impressed but it was obvious by the look in
his eye that he was. As Trent's voice belted out the famous "I want to fuck
you like an
a jackals laugh: Going to scare Cedric that is.
Deadwood Graves: ( Hell yes. Don't even need YouTube for that. -blares up
iTunes- )
venatorum: animal" line he couldn't help but wonder if the owner of this
stody old place, wherever they were, was going to have a heart attack. (d)
Str33t Magic: "Thanks, Quin." She would smile brightly to him. They'd met
before, he was with her the night that Gabby got the paranoia egg from Zoltar
and wound up shooting him in the shoulder. Watching as Gabs reached past her
for the wine,
AIongWithMe: "That's not nice Quin." The demonic dual undertoned voice spoke
from behind the bar kinda, since she was laying over it. She groaned and
moved back to sit onto a stool and turned to look at [venatorum] .....Then
noting the speakers
AIongWithMe: and he was singing along she just...looked back to her bottle.
"Mmm booze." She said to herself closing her solid black orbs.:::
Str33t Magic: the Street Magician would laugh then close her eyes. A hand
was lifted, going up into her hair while her body move, hips moving in a
snake-like way as she danced to the erotic tune of the song and Trent
Reznor's voice. Di had a
Str33t Revenge: Her gaze ping ponged between Quin and Di with a chuckle.
"Show off, mija." A smile played upon her lips while the song played. She
turned to the kid. "You should see what else she can do, especially in a
fight." This time Helena did
venatorum: (( He isn't singing along. ))
venatorum: (( just FYI ))
AIongWithMe: -[ Oh I thought perhaps he was Trent? ]-
Str33t Revenge: twist on that stool to prop her feet on the one next to her.
Her foot tapped the air to the beat of the song. Bringing the glass to eye
level, she squinted estimating how much was left before needing a refill.
"Hey, he could be righ
Str33t Magic: number of genre's she followed and this was one of her
favorite songs from this one. "I wanna feel you from the inside. I wanna
fuck you like an animal. My whole existence is flawed. You get me closer to
god." Di was singing
AIongWithMe: -[ My bad. Scratch Gabs looking at him then. She just looked at
the speakers. ]-
venatorum: (( Trent Reznor is NIN's lead singer.
))
AIongWithMe: -[ Yeah I don't know these things. ]-
Str33t Magic: along to the song as she danced out from behind the bar and
started to dance with her twin.
Deadwood Graves: That glow from his hands faded away, the iPod and earbuds
remaining up in the air. And then that song he heard from the other night.
There was just something strangely addicting to it. He just leaned back
against the counter behind
AIongWithMe: Now Gabs eyes moved to Di who was singing the song. ....Oh this
is not her night. More booze down as she moved from the bar to go and look at
a few of the things on the wall. Tracing her claw over the wall not harming
it. But the
Str33t Revenge: t. Val and him could be having make-up sex. Best kind."
Tossing back the rest of her glass, she removed her feet from the stool
seeing Di's intent. Throwing back her head to laugh, she stood and began
dancing with her twin. -d-
AIongWithMe: lights did flicker a bit when she walked by then. She was
radiating dark and negative energy for anyone sensative to that.:::
AIongWithMe: this is not Gabs' night.**
Deadwood Graves: him and watched as Di danced to it and sang along. He
couldn't help but chuckle. Then to see her sister join in. His blue eyes just
looked from person to person. His eyes caught sight of Quin eating...
something. He wasn't sure what
a jackals laugh: He looked toward Gabs with a brow then. Then toward Hel. A
small dark smirk coming over him. "Nah. We'd hear if Val showed her face." He
focused on saying his words slowly so the accent wore off again. "I mean if
me mate didn't show
a jackals laugh: up for my wedding. Hm." He smirked as he thought about what
he might do. "Oi'd fuck the first pretty girl that smiled at me. Hell, I'd
fuck two of them." Quin wasn't exactly the most level headed person in the
world after all/
Deadwood Graves: it was but they looked tasty. He leaned up off the couter
and walked towards him before plucking one off from his plate (assuming he's
holding a plate?) and then walking back to his spot from behind the bartop.
"Well, I think you
Str33t Revenge: Helena clucked her tongue while throwing her hands in the
air letting her hips sway back and forth then shimmied her way behind Di
drawing her arms down and out bracketing her shoulders. Over Di's shoulders,
she wagged a finger at
Deadwood Graves: just provided Wolf Moon with some great entertainment,
bring that device in here," he spoke to Lucian before taking a bite from the
food in his hand.
venatorum: Lucian casually propped both elbows up on the bar and leaned back
against it as the two twin sisters started dancing together to the music, his
dark hazel eyes intently watching the two of them on a whole other level. He
utilized
Str33t Revenge: Quin. "No more talk about what Val did. It's between those
two now, mijo. Silencio and drink." -d-
a jackals laugh: They had an iHome somewhere behind the bar - but it was
rarely used. And let poor Cedric have his happy moment. He pushed the plate
toward him."Oi must go find a sandwhich for .. Di's twin." He looked toward
Hel as she yelled at
a jackals laugh: him with a low chuckle. "Ye'd be the first one I take." He
snapped his teeth jokingly toward her and headed into the kitchen again to
see a tentacle monster and the boxes about a sandwhich.
venatorum: his preternatural perception to get a better feel for the two of
them and to try to figure out just what they were. Since he was new to this
whole other world he'd only heard of mages, but never encountered one before.
He couldn't
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Str33t Revenge: She didn't quite yell. Well maybe she did. The music was
loud. "No se podÃa manejar yo, espárrago." And just to be weird, she started
hip bumping Diana. It wasn't a dance made for the song but hell she was drunk
anyway. So who cared
Str33t Revenge: ! -d-
AIongWithMe: Gabs was just trying to calm down, honestly. She sipped more
booze and just sighed. Letting the party go on a moment as she trailed up the
steps to her room for a moment. Stepping in she left the door open as she
laid back on the
venatorum: help but wonder if that was what they were. Upon hearing Cedric
speak he took his attention off them and settled his gaze back on his friend.
"Looks that way." (d)
AIongWithMe: bed, her thumb over the top of the brandy so not to spill it.
Closing her eyes as her wings opened to sprawl out as well.:::
Str33t Magic: When Helena moved behind her, Di's hand found itself curling
her fingers up into her hair once more as that sway of curved hips continued
to move. Spinning on the ball of her foot in almost a salsa-dance like move,
she would take
Str33t Magic: Hel by the hands and continue to dance with her twin, drinning
the whole way until the song came to an end and Hel hip bumped her, causing
Di to laugh. Hugging her sister tightly, Di would take her by the hand and
walk back over to
a jackals laugh: [ brb - thunder ]
Deadwood Graves: He finished up the savory food in his hand, chewing it up
and then swallowing as he nodded his head. He glanced over at the plate Quin
pushed in his direction. He'd have to finish the rest
Str33t Magic: the bar, slipping back up behind it as she picked up her
champagne flute and took another drink of it, looking over to Quin, then
Cedric, then finally Luc before a closing her eyes and letting out a sigh.
She was enjoying herself,
Str33t Magic: to say the least. All those nights in Reno she'd gotten used
to the club/bar scene and needed to indulge once in a while.
Deadwood Graves: later. He took a few steps closer to the bartop and grabbed
a napkin to wipe at his hands before scrunching it up and tossing it into the
trash. He'd adjusting his rolled up sleeves before reaching over for a glass
and filling it
Str33t Revenge: Giggling, she hugged Di back then taking her hand returned
to the bar. The sequins dotting that black dress created a wonky disco ball
effect on her left side whereever it hit. Slumping to the stool, she
stretched her arms back rest
Deadwood Graves: with ice and then water. Bringing it up to his lips he'd
take a few drinks to help cool down his system. With his current attire on
and the addition of all the commotion in the bar, his body heat was at an
uncomfortable level.
Str33t Revenge: ing her elbows behind her. It had been a long time since she
let go and laughed. Not worrying about tomorrow or tonight. Hmm, could she
get used to this or would she crave the hunt? Reaching to the claw clip
holding her mass of blac
Deadwood Graves: Setting the glass down his eyes blue eyes watched as the
night continued to unfold itself before him. Watching drunk people was quite
amusing...
Str33t Revenge: k strands in place, she released its grip then used the
toothed end to comb her hair out. "So made made you bring an ipod to Cedric?"
She addressed the youth without looking at him. What scan of the two he had
done revealed the twin
Str33t Revenge: were unusual. A variation of mages but not. -d-
venatorum: "He came into the record store I help run the other night and had
no idea what vinyl albums were. He actually used one as a fan before I took
it away from him and started playing it." Just remembering Cedric trying to
fan himself
venatorum: with a record sleeve caused him to grin. He had to admit, it was
a practical alternative use for it but definitely not something anyone
familiar with them ever did. His gaze swept from one twin to the other. Their
auras were indeed
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venatorum: slightly different from the average human. It was a deep
vermilion with bright little sparks littered throughout them that pegged them
as magic users. That and they were both feeling just fine. Aside from those
two facts it didn't
venatorum: reveal anything else out of the ordinary. "Anyway, he liked the
music and I figured it'd be a sin if I didn't introduce him to some modern
music." (d)
Str33t Magic: "He tried to use one of the vinyls.... " Di would then look
over to Cedric. "As a Fan..?" The Street Magician first started to snicker,
then outright laugh as she pictured Cedric using a vinyl of "Best of The Four
Tops" to fan
AIongWithMe: Gabriella managed to calm herself...well booze herself down.
Her body had shifted back down enough that she set the booze on the end table
and shut her door. .... Dressed in sweats and a tank top, barefoot, Gabriella
moved down the
AIongWithMe: stairs slowly with her bottle. Carefully making it down the
stairs she inhaled deeply and sighed looking about the crowd. Half way up the
stairs she stood there a moment, taking back another good swig of the bottle.
:::
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Str33t Magic: himself with. Vic probably would have shit himself seeing
that since they were one of his favorite groups. Shaking her head some, she
would look to Cedric. "What are we gonna do with you, Cedric?" She would
then blink, noticing
Str33t Magic: the amount of sweat pouring down his face. "You should
probably change. Hold still." Stepping closer to him, Di lifted a hand,
placing her palm on his chest as his clothes began to transmutate the same
way the earbuds did. It
a jackals laugh: "HOW ABOUT THOSE EGG PIE THINGS?!" Quin called form the
kitchen as they were kinda bread things and he wondered if that would work
for Di's twin as a sandwhich, because he found no sandwichs in all the food
that they had brought
Str33t Magic: wasn't too long before he was no longer in a tuxedo and was
now in a pair black sandals, light brown cargo shorts and a brown t-shirt
that had the Legend of Zelda logo on the chest. "That should work." She
would smile, brush some
a jackals laugh: back. "THERE IS CHICKEN.. I can put a bun on the plate." He
chuckled for himself as he was in simply to good of a mood. But it might have
somethign to dow ith the fact that his eyes were still gold. Not completely
gold, but the
a jackals laugh: iris were. The man was insane after all.
Str33t Magic: of his hair from his brow then pick up her drink and take a
sip of it. Then hearing Quin in the kitchen, Di just started to laugh.
AIongWithMe: Gabriella's green hues turned towards the kitchen. Blink. Then
she shrugged and looked to the bar. Hm. She walked down the stairs and had a
seat at the bar. Setting the bottle on the bartop but not letting go of it's
neck. "Evening
AIongWithMe: Di. Other Di...Cedric...You." Talking to Di, Hel, Cedric, and
Luc. Then her eyes moved back to Di and smiled that fang filled smile.:::
Str33t Revenge: Vic indeed would have shit a brick, gathered up the vinyls
and hid in a corner screaming 'My precious' over and over. Her lips twitched
trying to fight the smile and following laughter that were to come at
Cedric's expense. Thankful
Str33t Revenge: ly this spell of Di's didn't go so wrong as to have poor
Cedric in a neon green bikini. Tipping her head back so she view the door to
the kitchen upside down, she huffed. "It was a joke, gringo. Get your culo
out here." A joke that
Str33t Revenge: had gone over the joker's head. Lifting her gaze back to the
group, she grinned at Gabs, threw her hands in the air as if wanting a hug,
and shouted. "Gabs! You look good de-fanged. Less rawr and more woot!" Who
the hell knows what
Str33t Revenge: she's talking about anymore. Especially since Gabriella
still had fangs. "Helena. Although, you think they would notice if we did the
switch-a-roo, sis?" -d-
Deadwood Graves: Cedric would listen as Lucian told the story of how he
introduced him to the vast world of music. He grinned some at the
recollection. At the rate he was going with learning about it, it would be
within no time that he too would
Deadwood Graves: understand how silly of him it was to fan himself with a
vinyl record. He took another drink of his iced water, undoing a button of
his black button up shirt as he downed the icy liquid. He set the cup down
and was just about to
Deadwood Graves: walk out from the service side of the bar before the hand
on his chest stopped him. He blinked and looked down at Di's hand. "Er--" and
then suddenly a change of wardrobe. Brows furrowed at the sight of his new
outfit. "Em... Well,
Deadwood Graves: it certainly feels a lot more comfortable." He looked up at
her and gave her a lopsided smile, as the choice in clothing wasn't exactly
his taste but... at least he wasn't running up to a hundred
Deadwood Graves: degrees. And then he started to walk, nearly tripping on
his own feet as the flip-flops were definitely something he was not used to
wearing. "What the bloody hell did you put on my feet?" He stopped in his
tracks before attempting
AIongWithMe: Gabriella looked towards the kitchen. There was yelling...or
something. Hm. Then she turned back to Hel who was speaking to her. "Helena.
Apologies, I guess I never learned your name. And yes, I would know the
different. Your souls
Deadwood Graves: to step further, looking down at them and frowning.
AIongWithMe: are tainted on different levels." ....? What? She smirked and
shrugged swigging more alcohol. "But.." She coughed a bit. covering her mout
with her fist. "So you know." She moved her hand back away from her mouth. "I
always have
AIongWithMe: fangs." She smirked a bit towards Helena.:::
venatorum: "Evening." He nodded to the strange girl that greeted him. Luc
didn't really feel the need to introduce himself at the moment because he had
places to be. His gaze drifted from the apothecary's decor to Cedric when he
suddenly
a jackals laugh: "I MUST FIND A WOMAN A SANDWICH!" HE SCREAMED. Well, he
didn't scream, but he was saying it loudly. He grabbed up a few plates of
chicken and some buns before making his way back into the room carrying food.
"Eat drink and be
a jackals laugh: merry." He said. Working very hard to speak clearly as he
came to the bar with his arms full. The man was determind to feed people. He
knew exactly how much the pack paid for the wedding tonight, and if food went
to waste he was
a jackals laugh: going to find Val himself. He dropped plates downward
then. "Drinks on the house! For everyone but Gabs." He was being a jerk. It
was his job.
AIongWithMe: Gabriella heard the yells again. Raising a brow she looked
towards the obnoxious noise. Oh...it was Quin. "You know I do not eat that
shit." She scrunched her noise as he set the plates all over the bar? She
looked to him when he
venatorum: was transformed into the dorkiest looking guy he'd seen in some
time. Brushing his fingers through his dark auburn hair, the teenager quirked
a brow but said nothing. (d)
Str33t Magic: "Oh. I thought I put Sandals on your feet. Hold on." Touching
his chest again, the flip flops would transmutate into Sandals. The kind
that had the straps on the back of the ankles and all, but as Di kept her
hand on his chest,
AIongWithMe: mentioned she didn't get free drinks. "Good thing I procured my
own bottles and stashed them behind the bar then yeah?" Grinning with her
eyes closed being a jerk right back. She chuckled and opened her eyes to spin
and look at her
AIongWithMe: booze bottle.:::
Str33t Revenge: Made sense. In response, tanned shoulders rose and fell at
Gabriella. Pretty sure the people in the next city heard him. Pulling away
from the bar, Hel laughed as Quin set plates on the bar. "Least someone
trained him." She almost
Str33t Magic: the transmutation continued to go on. Shifting him from what
he was wearing at the moment, into a pair of boxers and a wifebeater, then
finally into a pair of khaki colored slacks and a white lightweight dress
shirt with the
Str33t Magic: sleeves rolled up some and a pair of brown dress shoes. "Hmm.
Not what I was picturing but it might work now." Doe browns would blink and
she would pick her drink back up, looking over to the others and waving to
Gabs. She could
Str33t Revenge: said house trained but then with all the various creatures
and abilities around this place, she suspected one werewolf might be among
them. Better than sparkling vampires. "That looks good. Now Cedric is ready
to find a date." Her
Str33t Magic: feel her buzz wearing off some and needed to remedy that.
Hearing Quin again, she would laugh then look as he brought plates of food
out. Without hesitation she snagged something off of the bar and took a bite
of it.
AIongWithMe: Gabriella's eyes did trail over just in time to see Cedric's
clothes switching. Too drunk to realize it was boxers though, thinking it was
just shorts or somin. "Hm." She looked back to her bottle inhaling deeply and
sighing
AIongWithMe: contently. Mmm Booze you do Gabs good...sometimes.:::
Str33t Revenge: own browns turned toward Quin before reaching for a plate
and slapping some chicken on a bun. Why the hell not? He had gone through all
the trouble. "Gracias, Quin." And with that she took a bite. While chewing
she snagged the bottl
Str33t Revenge: e of Dom refilling her wine glass. Waste not want not. -d-
a jackals laugh: "Nope. No drinking for Gabby." He declared it and there it
must be so. He hit the complete jerk moment looking at her then. Smirking.
He looked toward Di's twin. "Grow up in a breeder househood. You learn not to
leave a woman
Deadwood Graves: Blinking, he just stared down at his body as Diana used him
like some sort of dress-up doll. Shaking his head side to side, he protested
agaisnt the new attire. "No, no. I don't like such light coloured clothing."
However, he was
a jackals laugh: starving. You will find yourself in hot water." He eyed
Gabs then as he chuckled. This was gonna be interesting.
Deadwood Graves: afraid of what else she might put on him. He dodged his way
away from her before she could do anymore damage and headed for the stairs.
"I'm going to change into my own clothes. Er... Thanks for... trying, I
guess." As he was
AIongWithMe: She grabbed up Quin's shirt and pulled his face to hers. "Do
not call me Gabby....Please." She then released him. Now dizzy from moving in
such a blur of speed. Might throw up...give her a moment as she closed her
eyes and moved the
AIongWithMe: hand that was on his shirt to the bridge of her nose, thumb and
index finger gripping it a moment.:::
Deadwood Graves: walking by he unhooked his new prized possession given to
him by Lucian from the earbuds. He'd have to ask Diana to bring it back to
normal when he returned. He shot a glance towards Lucian, wiggling the iPod
at him. "Thanks again
a jackals laugh: "Welcome Di and Di's shadow.. twin.. otherhalf.. " He
stopped in mid words when Gabs grabbed him up. A low chuckle coming from him
as his eyes darken lightly at her. When her face changed, he smirked. "We'll
talk about that later,
Str33t Revenge: Swallowing that bite, she was about to ask what a breeder
household was but Gabs decided to grab him. Taking that as a sign she didn't
really want to know, Helena continued to eat her makeshift sandwich though
she did raise two fing
a jackals laugh: Little Vixen." He then put his fingers to her neck and
gently brushed over her neck softly, sending something slowly through her
body a touch he stole from someone once. Sending a small wash of energy
through her that acted almost
Deadwood Graves: for this. Will definitely put it to good use." And with
that he headed upstairs. A few moments would pass before he would return
wearing some black jeans, a black v-neck shirt, and some black canvas Toms.
Comfy and casual. Nothing
a jackals laugh: like a heal, but was unable to mend anything. He really
needed to kill a healer someday. They normally were not the ones he stalked
in the night.
Deadwood Graves: out of the ordinary.
venatorum: "Yeah, no problem. So I gotta go to this thing otherwise I'm
going to be on some powerful people's shitlist. If you got any questions
about how it works, you know where to find me, buddy." He clapped a hand on
Cedric's back before
Str33t Revenge: ers to her temple in a mock salute to Quin. Glass rasied to
chase down that last bite. A glance over to Di then to Quin and Gabs.
"Alright. Got a bit strange." Setting down her half eaten sandwich, Helena
brushed her hands together
Str33t Revenge: shedding the crumbs then polished off her glass of
champagne.
Str33t Revenge: -d-*
Str33t Magic: Di would tilt her head some as those sunkissed shoulders
lifted a little and she looked to her sister. "Hey, he was sweating harder
than George W. Bush at a Spelling B. Figured i'd try something." Shrugging
again, Di would also
AIongWithMe: She felt the touch to her neck as a low deep growl rumbled in
her chest. Feeling the rush of energy she hissed and opened her eyes to Quin
a moment staring at him. "I'm sure." That didn't sound reassuring. She didn't
believe him? P
Str33t Magic: down the rest of the champagne and move to refill her glass
and her sister's. Soon after her refill, she would bring it back up to her
lips, taking another sip from it. Doe browns glanced to Quin and Gabs,
watching the two of them
AIongWithMe: Perhaps*. She sat back and away from his face taking down
another swig of her bottle. :::
venatorum: he moved off to go upstairs. Lucian briefly shot the twins a sly
look, then headed on over to the door. With a simple tug he pulled it wide
open and slipped out into the cool night air. He wasn't too interested in
sticking
venatorum: around to watch awkward drama, on top of the obligations he
already had. (d)
Str33t Magic: , which was reminiscent of the first time she met Quin while
Gabs was around and Di would look over to Luc and smile as he was heading out
the door. "Take care, Luc." Waving to him, Di would look over at the
transmuted speakers as
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Str33t Magic: a song came to her head. Lifting a finger to her lips, she
would purse her lips and blow a kiss towards them. Then another song began
to play. "Yanno, I considered using this for my stage show at the Grand
Sierra Casino. May
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Str33t Magic: still do so." This was said to Helena as she looked over at
her twin.
Str33t Revenge: "Hey, I thought he looked good." A wave given to the exiting
teen then she eyed the glass and Di. Tempting. The night was almost over
anyway. She wasn't going out after this for sure. One sip. Yup. That's all
she took then stood. He
Str33t Magic:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ppb0UNydTqQ (Keyword to:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ppb0UNydTqQ)Str33t Revenge: r head canted to the left causing her hair to fall over a
shoulder while listening to the song. "You should. It has a nice beat to it."
Reaching for her bag and hair clip, she slipped the latter inside then closed
the bag. "Send me
Str33t Revenge: a text of when that is so I can reserve the time." Tucking
the clutch purse beneath an arm, she held her free arm out to Di for a hug.
"I need to get going. Be safe, sweety." -d-
Str33t Magic: "Oh no. No, no, no, no, no, no." Di hugged her twin, but
instead of letting her go, she took Helena by the wrist and kept her palm
facing upward. The Street Magician would then hold a hand up, wiggling her
fingers, then turned her
Deadwood Graves: He moved his eyes away from his friend that walked out the
door before returning to his spot on the service section of the bar and
hooking up his iPod back to the speakers so Diana could listen to the song
she wanted on. He leaned
Str33t Magic: hand to where the back of it was facing Helena. Closing her
fist, she would turn her hand back to where it was facing Helena before
turning it back upward and Di was now holding a skeleton key in her hand with
a room number etched
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a jackals laugh: A low heavy chuckle came from him. "I must go see a man
about a horse." He waved his hand then as he headed up the stairs to go find
a room. Because there was always a Wolf Moon room open and the man needed
some time.
Str33t Magic: into it. Her head would turn, nodding towards the staircase.
"Up the stairs to the left, that's the room i'm in currently. If you're
gonna crash, you're crashing here for the night." The Street Magician then
held up her other
Str33t Magic: hand. It was holding Helena's keys.
Deadwood Graves: up against the counter behind him and grabbed the plate of
food Quin had left for him, trying to pick up on what he might of missed
during his change of wardrobe.
AIongWithMe: Gabriella raised a brow looking to Quin. A horse? Upstairs?
Blink. "As I suspected." Later. Pssh. She finished the bottle. Thankfully the
bottle was only little over half full to begin with. Otherwise Gabs might
have died from
Str33t Revenge: How rude! Her sister pickpocketed her keys. "I hate it when
you do that." She closed her hand over the room key. With a sigh, she
smirked. "You win. I'll spend the night." Kissing Di on the cheek, Helena
proceeded past her with a wa
AIongWithMe: alcohol poisoning. What a way for the Alcoholic Resident Psycho
to go.. Hm.:::
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-d-
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Deadwood Graves: He'd give a wave to the twin as she made her way up the
stairs before looking towards Diana. "Would you like some water? After all
that dancing and alcohol I think you could use some hydration." He didn't
even really give her a
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Deadwood Graves: chance to answer as without hesitation he grabbed a glass,
filled it with ice, poured it with water and then used his telekinesis to
have it slowly drift her way.
AIongWithMe: Yep. Gabriella got up. Slowly. "I am going to find a place
other than this stool to pass out." She left the empty bottle on the bartop
and stumbled barefoot to the stairs. And up them. Key out...wrong key. Backin
her pocket.
Deadwood Graves: And then quickly he prepared another cup of ice that would
follow behind Gabs, as she could probably use some water too.
AIongWithMe: Searching. Key Out....nope. This went a couple of times pulling
out the same wrong key. Before getting it right and stumbling face first to
the floor of her room. "Got it! I'm good!" She called out and rolled onto her
back..."Just..
AIongWithMe: gonna stay here ... a moment.":::
Deadwood Graves: *ice and water
Str33t Magic: She would chuckle some and smile, watching her twin head up
the stairs. Helena was tough as fuck but she wasn't about to let her sister
head out when she was drunk and tired as hell. Closing and her eyes and
sighing, knowing she at
AIongWithMe: "Ooo. Water." She caught the floating ice water and sat up a
bit to sip in. "Thank you Cedric!" She yelled down before kicking her door
closed. Sleeping on the floor tonight...like a boss.:::
Str33t Magic: least wasn't going to lay in bed worrying about whether or not
Helena was alright since she couldn't go out at night with her until this
business with Extrano was done with, Hel moved to pick up her glass and
looked to Cedric. "But
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Str33t Magic: I don't want an---." She would blink when he gave her the
water anyways, realizing he was looking out for her and just took the glass,
bringing to her lips and drinking.
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Deadwood Graves: He smiled as he watched her drink the water, glad she
didn't put up a fight in not drinking it. He munched down on the plate of
food Quin had given him as he watched the magician. He swallowed his food
before speaking. "Been quite a
Deadwood Graves: -n evening, hasn't it?" Another bite to his food was given
as the savory flavour of... whatever it was he was eating had addicting
properties to it.
Str33t Magic: Drinking the water about halfway, she would lower the glass
some before drinking down the rest of it. Sitting the glass down on the bar,
she would move over and finally take a seat there, putting a sandwich
together and biting
Str33t Magic: into it. Chewing and swallowing, the Street Magician would
glance over to Cedric and nod with somewhat of a smile due to the fact that
she inebriated. Not quite drunk as Di had a penchant being able to hold her
liquor pretty well,
Str33t Magic: but she was feeling good. "It really has. Everything from
what happened at the wedding till just now." Glancing up to the staircase,
still, her sister was here with her and that made her night.
Deadwood Graves: He practically inhaled the plate of food. Before anyone
knew it, all that was left was little bits of crumbs. He wiped his hands
together before leaning off the counter and setting the plate in the sink.
He'd give his hands a good
Deadwood Graves: rinse to get off the grease before grabbing a napkin and
drying his fingers. Tossing the napkin into the trash he nodded. "Really. I
still wonder where Val went off to... I'm surprised she's still not back.
Wonder how long it will
Deadwood Graves: be before we see her again." He quirked up a brow as he
started to clean up the place. Picking up any bottles or glasses that were
left behind and setting them in the sink to start washing.
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Deadwood Graves: ( wb )
Str33t Magic: (-Takes a machete to her connection.-)
Deadwood Graves: ( -helps- )
Deadwood Graves: ( Do you need the log? )
Str33t Magic: "Who knows how long she'll be out, could be a day, could be
longer. I just hope she's alright after all of this," Those doe browns
would look to the door once again and a sigh escaped her lips. Picking up
the sandwich, she would
Str33t Magic: bite into it, chewing down. Maybe it was a good idea to sober
up some before she headed to bed. "Still kind of shocked about it all, but
not too much at the same time." Another bite was taken, chewed and swallowed
as doe browns
Str33t Magic: looked over to Cedric.
Deadwood Graves: Once all the dishes - aside from the ones Di was using -
were all washed, Cedric would look around to see the place was still quite a
mess. "Ah, hells." He brought a hand up and muttered something in a foreign
language before the
Deadwood Graves: rags and mops and brooms and dishes would all move on their
own, cleaning themselves up. Whenever he was in a lazy mood, leave it up to
his magic to take care of things. He let out a sigh as he nodded his head. "I
was pretty
Deadwood Graves: shocked. I mean... I don't know. Just wasn't expecting it
really." He shrugged some as his eyes watched a rag cross along the bartop
and stifled a yawn.
Str33t Magic: A shake of her head was given. "I don't think anyone was.
From the looks on everyone's faces anyways." Sighing a little, Di finished
up the rest of the sandwich and brought the plate over to put in the sink.
Afterwards getting
Str33t Magic: herself a glass of water and moving back to her seat. She
would down about half before staring down into said glass. "I dunno... I
don't know Val all that well, not intimately anyways. And in the time I have
known her she never
Str33t Magic: really struck me as the type of chica to be married. She
seems too free spirited to be tied down like that. I mean a relationship,
yeah I could see it but not a flown blown marriage." Doe browns would blink
once as her lower tier
Str33t Magic: was bitten. "That's where the not being too surprised part
comes in. But as Helena said earlier, we won't truly know why till she comes
back and tells us."
Deadwood Graves: "I don't know the first thing about romance or... whatever
it is, being that I've never even experienced it myself. So I don't really
know how it works. I just know that when two people are getting married they
apparently love
Deadwood Graves: eachother a lot and... And all that rubbish." He gave a
wave of the hand. "It seems all too complicated. I see what you mean about
Val coming off as more of a free-spirit though... She has been seeming very
stressed the passed
Deadwood Graves: couple of days." He brought a hand up to rub against the
stubble of his jawline as his blue eyes gazed momentarily at a broom and dust
pan doing their job.
Str33t Magic: "Believe it or not, you and I are kind of in the same boat. I
know a little bit about it, but not much. I've never had a boyfriend or
girlfriend or anything. Never really had time between my gigs and other
things." Like bringing
Str33t Magic: down the Syndicate. Her and Helena were going to avenge their
parents in one way or another. "So i'm not too well versed in it. I also
know their's different levels of love. I love my sister in a sibling way."
She would look to
Str33t Magic: him and smile. "I love you in a friend way." Then she would
look down. "I loved my mentor in a fatherly way before he was murdered." She
still loved him in a father-daughter way even though he was dead. "As for the
love and
Str33t Magic: romance couples part, i'm clueless. I'm even clueless when
guys hit on me. Which makes Helena laugh at me half the time." She would
smirk, looking towards the staircase before looking back to Cedric and
nodding. "She has been
Str33t Magic: seeming kind of stressed the last couple of times I saw her.
When I first met Val she was usually mingling with people, over the last
couple of weeks not so much.
Str33t Magic: like she's kinda wanted to be alone or something."
Deadwood Graves: The hand that was running along his jawline would stop at
his chin, rubbing at the stubble there as his brows furrowed. He listened to
Diana intently, trying to crack the mystery of romance in his mind. Good to
know he wasn't the
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Deadwood Graves: only one that lacked it to the point of being utterly
oblivious whenever someone took an interest. "Right... I understand the whole
love for family and friends. Never could say I've felt that love any other
way. There are times
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Deadwood Graves: when I watch all the love-doves do there thing and I
just... I just... I don't know." He let off a shrug, the hand touching the
stubble on his chin coming down to rest idly against his thigh. "It's good to
know I'm not the only one
Deadwood Graves: though that deals with such... emotional complications, I
suppose would be a good word to describe. Or, rather... lack of emotional
complications. Seeing that it all just seems too complex." He shook his head
some, as his brain had
Deadwood Graves: a hard time grasping such topic of romance. His eyes
shifted from a cleaning rag that continued to clean the bartops on it's own
and back to Diana. "Right? I got that sense from her too. There were times
where she was even
Deadwood Graves: unapproachable."
Str33t Magic: Another nod was given as she sipped her water. "I tried
looking into it once. Scientifically love is just a chemical reaction in
your brain. On another though, there seems to be a little more to it than
that. Like how the Earth
Str33t Magic: has over 7.2 Billion people on it and out of all of those
people, two manage to find each other and fall in love. It's both
fascinating and strange at the same time. Like a part of me wants to know
what it's like, but a part of
Str33t Magic: me is also scared to. Overall, I don't really understand it
and it's just weird. It's like it's complex, but not at the same time."
Another nod was given to the topic of Val just then and she looked over her
shoulder towards the
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Str33t Magic: door. "I seriously hope she's ok." This was the third time
Di said that and she meant it. She really was worried about Val seeing as
how she kinda disappeared after going Runaway Bride and no one had heard from
her. Putting an
Str33t Magic: elbow on the bar and laying her cheek in her hand, she would
bite her lower lip.
venatorum: So after an unexpected turn of events Luc found himself wandering
back to the Wolf Moon. It just so happened that the little event was canceled
because of some elder's psychotic break with reality. Given that he didn't
like the idea
venatorum: of having his head twisted right off his body by what was
essentially an undead demigod he bailed out with his mentor before things
could go too far sideways. Grasping the door handle, he pulled it open again
and strode
venatorum: inside just in time to catch the topic of conversation. A few of
the top buttons of his fancy dress shirt were undone, exposing a bit of pale
flesh. Other than that, however, he looked pretty much the same as he did an
hour or so
venatorum: ago. Needless to say, he was a little surprised to see that the
place had cleared out so much since his absence. His hazel eyes shifted
between Cedric and one half of the twin sisters as he leaned against the bar.
"I miss
venatorum: anything?" (d)
Deadwood Graves: He listened to what Diana had to say about the scientific
theory behind love in human brains. He nodded his head some in agreement to
that. "I've read about that myself... I would say maybe because I'm from some
different planet and
Deadwood Graves: not exactly human that that's why it's been lacking but...
you're an Earthing dealing with the same problem. If it's even a problem." He
shrugged his shoulders as he reached out to grab a rag and absentmindedly
spin it in one hand.
Deadwood Graves: He nodded some more towards her third time of hoping Val
was okay. "As do I..." he fell silent, his eyes gazing at the bartop as his
thought about the topics they were discussing before his train of thought was
distracted by the
Deadwood Graves: familiar face entering once more. He quirked up a brow, he
wasn't expecting to see him again so soon. "Back so soon?" He tilted his head
to the side, blue eyes watching the lad as he slowly shook his head side to
side. "Can't say
Deadwood Graves: you missed much." Then his eyes shifted to Diana. "Or did
he?"
Str33t Magic: "When I really look at it, I'm inclined to believe it's more
of a you and me thing. I mean let's break it down this way." The Street
Magician would turn to face him, folding one athletically toned leg over the
other so she didn't
Str33t Magic: accidentally flash him, or Luc in that little black dress.
Looking down, Di would curl her hand down over her wrist then suddenly bring
it up. A single ace of spades playing card appeared in it and she would
start to flip it
Str33t Magic: between index, thumb and middle fingers. Each time she did
so, the fact and denomination would change. "I mean looking at you first.
You world was cursed with the undead and went to hell so to speak. Some
people just accept for
Str33t Magic: what it is, try to survive and keep their species going.
Falling in love along the way and possibly using that as something to fight
for. Then we have you, a guy who is trying to completel remove the curse
from his world to the
Str33t Magic: point that that's you're whole M.O. Get rid of the curse.
Doesn't leave much room for thinking of or exploring anything. Then there's
me...." She hesitated saying anything at first but with Cedric having told
her about him, it
Str33t Magic: she felt it was only fair to return the favor. "When I was
little, some real-estate tycoon try to buy the apartment building my parents
owned the housed low-income families. He wanted to build an upscale mall in
the are and figure
Str33t Magic: that it and the surrounding apartment buildings needed to come
down. Rather than have about 60 families displaced... my dad told the guy
to fuck himself." Di would reach over and pick up her water, taking a drink.
"Then one
Str33t Magic: day while I was at school, I got called to the principals
office, telling me there was a fire at the apartment building. I ran from
the school, last thing I remember was me screaming while a firefighter held
me to keep me from
Str33t Magic: running inside while the place was falling apart from the fire
burning so bad. Since then, i've been tracking and taking out this mob
Syndicate that's taken so much from me and my sister. They will fall."
Looking up, there was
Str33t Magic: nothing but pure hatred, rage and revenge in her eyes.
Looking away, Di would bite her lower tier. "I just recently found Helena
too... I thought she'd died in the fire as well."
venatorum: "Yeah, yeah. The party was called off because someone was having
a bad day." It wouldn't do to tell them that the guy was a lunatic who, on
occasion, believed himself to be a Roman emperor when he actually was at his
most lucid so
venatorum: he left that out. As far as their conversation was concerned, he
didn't really have much to contribute so he just went silent as the two
shared details about their pasts with one another. Needless to say, the
stories were
venatorum: enlightening. Cedric really was an alien and the girl had just
about the most tragic history he'd ever heard in his life. Both of his
eyebrows rose when she at least concluded it with the happy bit about finding
her sister
venatorum: again. He pressed his side into the bar, still standing rather
than sitting. "Syndicate, huh? Are they Italian mafia or something?" He
couldn't help but think of some of the jokes his uncle used to tell him about
venatorum: Italians. They totally weren't PC, but then again he wasn't in
America so he didn't really care. "What's the difference between a smart
Italian and a unicorn?" He'd give them time to ready themselves for the
venatorum: punchline. "Nothing, they're both fictional characters." (d)
Deadwood Graves: Cedric's eyes would follow the card as it flipped between
her fingers. Blue eyes gazing intently as he listened to her dissect the very
likely reason he ended up the way he did. Too many times in his childhood did
he see loved ones
Deadwood Graves: get ripped apart from one another. And quite literally.
Such harsh realities in his world could without a doubt be the cause of his
lack of certain sentiments. All he could respond with was a nod... His gaze
then lifted up to
Deadwood Graves: Diana's expression as he could sense the resentment boil up
inside her as she talked about someday getting her revenge. That rag that he
had been twirling in his hand would move slower and slower until finally
coming to a halt.
Deadwood Graves: At least there was light at the end of that tunnel. The
grim expression that had come to Cedric's face lightened up as she told them
about finding her sister. "Well that's good," he managed to say before his
attention was brought
Deadwood Graves: to Lucian. And then his joke. Which he really did not get.
He blinked, glancing towards Diana to see her reaction before looking back at
Lucian with a perplexed expression. One eye bigger than the other and a brow
raised. "Em... I
Deadwood Graves: don't... get... it..."
Str33t Magic: "When that happens and you're so consumed with your goal...
it leaves little room for anything else." Doe browns would look to Luc and
she would shake her head. "If it was, this probably would have been over
after I took out the
Str33t Magic: first cell." How she wound up doing that and who tipped her
off on it was whole other and unusual story. "This thing is more broad,
global. How Vic put them..." She would glance up and think as she turned
her hand inward as if
Str33t Magic: tucking the card into her sleeve, despite not having sleeves
and her hand would come back up, rolling a poker chip between her knuckles.
Each time the chip rolled, it changed denominations. "He said they were like
Wal-Mart, but
Str33t Magic: less Criminal." Di would actually crack a smile to that one,
mostly because it was kind of true. Then at Luc's joke that his grandfather
told him, she would cover her mouth with her free hand and shake her head
some. "That's
Str33t Magic: racist as hell." She would then look to Cedric then. "It's
a derogatory joke against Italians who are type of ethnicity on Earth. It's
saying that Smart Italians don't exist, just like Unicorns don't." However
given where they
Str33t Magic: were, both existed. Di would actually go outside and attempt
to summon a Unicorn.. if she wasn't afraid that she'd botch and summong the
Balrog or.. Justin Beiber by accident instead.
venatorum: He figured Cedric wouldn't get it but if he hung around on Earth
enough he'd start to pick up on the references soon enough. Di's response to
his bad joke caused him to smirk. "What do you call a Roman with a cold?
Julius
venatorum: Sneezer." Luc had a ton of them but he'd spare them both before
someone started throwing tomatoes. Instead he finally took a seat on an empty
stool and unfastened his black dress shirt's cuff buttons. "So, Cedric, on my
way over
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venatorum: here I was thinking about all the things you've missed out on.
I'm gonna collect up a bunch of movies you need to watch because going
through life without ever once watching Aliens, Gladiator, or The Godfather
movies is
venatorum: unforgivable." He didn't know how he'd get a battery operated
thing to his friend that could play movies yet but he'd figure it out. (d)
Deadwood Graves: "Oh..." Even after Diana's explanation he still looked
confused. Guess it truly was a joke only an Earthling would get. All of the
references to Earth such as Wal-Mart and Julius Sneezer flew right over his
head. He just looked off
Deadwood Graves: from one corner to the next and up at the ceiling before
his attention was brought to Lucian. That perplexed expression faded away as
a smile grew on his lips. He didn't know what the lad was talking about
really, but it still
Deadwood Graves: excited him. "Sounds like a plan to me."
venatorum: "Just be ready to set aside some time to watch all of them and
recover from having your mind blown." That was the important part of all
that. He peered up from the second cuff to Cedric and offered him a grin.
Di's announcement that
venatorum: she was going to bed caused him to nod. "When you come down in
the morning don't be surprised if this place is torn apart. There'll be
bottles everywhere, cocaine, and a slew of hookers that don't even know what
time zone they're
venatorum: in. That's how we roll around here." Luc popped that last button
off, rolled up both his sleeves and stretched some. Sunrise was in a few
hours but he was in no big rush to get back to the aparmtent his host was
letting him
venatorum: use. Once she was gone his hazel eyes settled on Cedric. "So you
really are an alien?" (d)
Str33t Magic: "I live in Reno, sounds like a typical night." Said over her
shoulder to Luc just before she ascended the stairs. A kiss was blown to
them both in her typical showmanship, or showwomanship and she would finally
head up and \
Deadwood Graves: He let out a chuckle as Diana would touch the stubble on
his cheek. "All I need is a book. I'm honestly going to go to the library
tomorrow and see what books I can find on Earth."
Str33t Magic: eventually off to dreamland where she hoped she wouldn't run
into Kirby. Again.
Deadwood Graves: He watched as she let out a yawn and got up off her stool.
"Ah, it was a pleasure speaking with you." And truly it was. He felt that
after tonight Diana and him had more of a connection bonded
Deadwood Graves: between them since they shared the same... trait. He gave
her a wave of the hand. "Have a good night's rest." He watched as she walked
off in stillettos, wondering who on Earth - literally - invented
Deadwood Graves: such painful looking things to walk in. He set the rag he
had still been holding down before his eyes then shifted to look to Lucian.
He chuckled at the question before setting the rag down and moving out from
behind the bar's
Deadwood Graves: service side. "Well, if by alien you mean not from Earth -
yes. I come from the planet of Karmoura. My race is Vartanian. Very similar
to humans. Only real difference would be our deep inclination to magic." He
motioned himself over
Deadwood Graves: to the set of couches, plopping himself down on it and
letting out a small sigh of relief as he considered his long day of work
finally over. He rested his head back against the couch and closed his eyes.
Then he heard the broom and
Deadwood Graves: dust pan he had enchanted to clean on their own still
cleaning. "Right. You're done. Go back to where you came from." The broom and
dust pan and rags that had been moving on their own around them this whole
time finally stopped and
Deadwood Graves: then floated away back into the storage room. "Where are
you from? ... Have I asked you that already?" He quirked up a brow, eyes
still closed.
venatorum: He pretty much sounded like a mage from a different planet to
Luc. The young vampire watched as Cedric ventured on over to the couch and
sat down on it. When posed the question about his hometown he let out a
silent yawn, then
venatorum: responded. "San Diego." Slowly rising from his seat at the bar,
he closed the distance between them and claimed the empty spot on the sofa
directly beside him. "This is a weird place." He glanced all around, noting
the various
venatorum: different oddities on the shelves. That, plus the strange people
he saw earlier had him convinced it was just about the strangest place he'd
ever been to. (d)
Deadwood Graves: One eye would open and look to him as he felt the cushion
next to him dent in. Then he closed that eye again and rolled his shoulders
against the couch then popped his neck side to side. "San Diego, eh? That's a
new one.
Deadwood Graves: Is that in... India or something?" He chose India because
that was one of the few other places on Earth he knew about. He couldn't help
but smirk at Lucian's comment on the place being odd. That seemed to be most
people's
Deadwood Graves: impressions of it. "Honestly it's the only place that's
ever made me feel comfortable enough to call my home away from home. They
even gave me my own room and everything."
venatorum: "What?" Luc blinked a time or two at Cedric's question because it
was so ridiculous that he wasn't sure he heard him correctly. Then it dawned
on him: not only had he actually said that but he was being serious. "I mean,
there are
venatorum: bad parts of town but nowhere near as crappy as India. No, it's
in the United States of America. Same as LA." He mentally added a map or
maybe even a globe to the things he was going to get his alien friend. "Yeah,
that's cool. They
venatorum: tried to give me one. Whoever 'they' is. I don't know, it was
kind of weird." Although he could see the appeal it might have to eccentric
types and those who desperately needed somewhere to stay. (d)
Deadwood Graves: "Oh." He opened up his eyes and furrowed his brows, now
staring up at the ceiling as he tried to imagine what San Diego might be
like. "Hm... Interesting." He shifted in his seat some, letting his legs
stretch out as he set laced
Deadwood Graves: his hands together and set them on top of his head. "'They'
would be the Tower. Not a person, but the actual Tower. It has a mind of it's
own, really..."
Deadwood Graves: *as he laced his hands
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venatorum: "That's really weird." Living in a place that had a mind of its
own sounded downright terrible. What if it went crazy? Luc playfully jabbed
Cedric in his side with his thumb. "Do you wanna get out of here? I'm bored
and sitting
venatorum: around is making me even more bored." It dawned on him that they
could get up to all sorts of shit at ths hour of the night since most people
were asleep. "Oh, do you draw or paint or anything?" He stood up and looked
down at the
venatorum: alien. (d)
Deadwood Graves: He perked up as Lucian jabbed him in the side. "Oh! Erm.
Err..." He looked towards the other, raising up his brows and shrugging his
shoulders. "Sure, why not," he asked rhetorically before standing up after
Luc did and stretching
Deadwood Graves: out his arms. "Mm... No, not really. I can appreciate art
but I usually just spend time reading or learning new spells or getting more
experience on the ones I already know. Stuff like that. Breaking into ancient
catacombs and
Deadwood Graves: setting the undead to finally rest in peace." He could go
into more detail on other things he did, but... probably not right now. "So,
after you. I'll follow wherever you go."
venatorum: "Can you raise the dead? I think that might be a good party
trick." Once Cedric was up off the couch he started toward the Wolf Moon's
front door. "I paint. That's my thing. Spray paint, oils, water-based, etc. I
just have a knack
venatorum: for painting. It's what I do." One of his grandfathers had been a
skilled painter so he figured that's where he got it from, but his skill far
surpassed that dead old man's. Luc threw the door wide open and ventured out
into the
venatorum: night. (d)
Deadwood Graves: "Yes. Yes, I can raise the dead. I've practiced necromancy
well. I can raise up... a lot." Most things that would more than likely give
any normal person nightmares for weeks. "Well that's neat." And really it
was. Finally something
Deadwood Graves: that Cedric knew about because it had nothing to do with
the technology of modern day worlds. He followed close behind Lucian and
disappeared into the night, off to... wherever Lucian just so happened to go.
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