Crimson Ruby (City Game)
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				Title: <strong>Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 01:07:18</strong>
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				(<strong>Outside the manor, the City of Houston, Texas</strong>)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steppenwolf</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 01:13:51</strong>
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				[MOVED]<br><br><em>The morning was still stretching out its luminiferous tendrils when - in an unremarkable bedroom in an unremarkable urban apartment - a phone rang...</em><br><br>"Hello."<br><br>Gloria squinted as her eyes tasted afresh the harsh light of the morning and turned away from it, propping herself up in her bed with one arm, the point of her elbow sinking into the mattress, her phone held in the opposing hand.<br><br>"Hey Scuzz, what's up? ... Yeah I'm free... What's in it for me?"<br><br>Scuzz was both a friend and a supplier; all of the drugs which Gloria sold came through him. She normally sold cannabis - occasionally cocaine or various pills - but tonight Scuzz needed a favour from her: he wanted her to deliver a package to a potential customer of his, tonight. He'd make it worth her while, he said.<br><br>"Mmm, all right then... What colour's the stuff? ... Sure, I'll see you in a while..."<br><br>She flopped onto her back, let her cellphone fall to the mattress, and sank into the warm darkness behind her eyelids. He hadn't answered her question, simply saying he'd be over in an hour.<br><br>On the other side of the city, the package she was to deliver was being placed on the passenger seat of a car. It was surprisingly soft and malleable, feeling as though the plastic packaging contained only liquid. The man who sat beside it in the driver's seat closed his door, put the keys in the engine and started the car. He was 29, well-built, and his long blonde hair was pulled back from his face in a ponytail.<br><br>Back in Gloria's room, that same face was conjured up in her imagination, the blonde ponytail unfurling into a mane, the fit, muscular torso forming beneath the face as though from green and purplish ectoplasm and pressing against her own, and then she could feel the rest of the body form, and at the pinnacle of her fantasies, her own body crumpled like a leaf amidst the ecstatic flames of her desire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 01:25:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kamryn Phoenix<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outskirts of the city, her home<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> Early Morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None<hr><br>Her heart pounded in her chest so loud it rivaled the music playing in her headphones. Sweat clung to her body as her muscles worked, rolling down her face and soaking through the tank top she wore. Her breath was ragged, coming in rough pants that were doing her little good outside of keeping her from passing out if the stitch in her side was anything to go by. Her legs and ass burned like hell as her feet tore up the pavement but Kamryn did not allow herself to stop. She wanted to. She could feel it in every single fiber of her muscles, but this was the moment when it became all about the mind rather than the body. After running 5 miles at a good clip she had turned on the speed, pushing herself through another 2 miles a pace that edged her quickly toward her limits. Now she was less than a mile away from her place but the goal was to make it there, to the safety of the one place she knew like the back of her hand, before her legs gave out. Her will was the only thing keeping her moving at this point and Kam gritted her teeth, her breath whistling in and out as she pushed herself even harder.<br><br>Some might ask why a woman who had voluntarily retired from active duty and managed a night club would push herself so hard. Why someone who was supposed to be living her life as an average Jane would take so many precautions. The answer was simple really. Kam ran to stay alive. Her experience with vampires was somewhat varied but in the short time she'd come to know the darkness that roamed among the humans of this world, she'd seen so many bizarre things it wasn't funny. She was quite aware that she would never beat one of those <em>things</em> in a flat out foot race but sometimes just the ability to keep moving could keep you alive. A fact she'd found out when she'd first began looking into her father's murder, and something she was frequently reminded of when she was called on to hunt.<br><br>At last her self inflicted torture came to an end as Kamryn bounded up the front steps of her modest three bedroom home, resisting the urge to bend over or simply collapse on the porch swing. She had gone out of her way to purchase this piece of property on the outskirts of town and had done so with cash and a false alias to keep the wrong sorts from tracking her down easily. She knew it could still be tracked to her but the lack of paper trail did make it more difficult at least. Still, in addition to being spacious it had a small bit of land around the property which meant she had a sort of buffer zone that might keep the number of innocent casualties down. Basically, Kam had planned for the worst when she'd come to settle here. So far things had gone smoothly but she had yet to penetrate deep enough into the coven to get any real answers--like just who her father's murderer really was, and why--so she wasn't counting on it to stay this way.<br><br>Turning slowly, Kamryn pulled out her key and moved toward her front door, her body already telling her she needed a hot shower. Twisting the key in the lock she paused as her phone rang, silencing her music as it did so. <strong>"Answer."</strong> she said into the mic dangling from her ear piece, not even bothering to check the caller ID. <strong>"Pheonix here."</strong> Her greeting was rather abrupt and left something to be desired as far as phone etiquette but oh well.<br><br><em>"Think I've managed to track down what you've been looking for."</em><br><br>The raspy voice on the line was at once familiar and Kam cast a glance around her. <strong>"Oh yeah?"</strong><br><br><em>"Yeah. We'll talk. Tonight."</em><br><br><strong>"Yeah, that's fine."</strong><br><br><em>"Wear something pretty, Phoenix."</em><br><br><strong>"Bite me."</strong> She growled in reply.<br><br><em>"Now now hunter, promises promises."</em>&nbsp; Kam heard the utterly male laughter and didn't even bother to respond. Instead she hung up and pushed into her place, securing the door behind her. She had better things to do than to entertain someone else's twisted fantasies. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sleepingferret</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 06:46:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Victor Corsi<br><strong>Location:</strong> Spring Branch area<br><br>Victor only "knew" Halphas as Jacob (or Jake) Thompson, and knew two things.&nbsp; First and foremost, the man wasn't to be crossed.&nbsp; And second, that he was the "boss" of things.&nbsp; And quite frankly, Victor didn't really care too about much else, because in the past few years he had become fairly wealthy serving as Jacob's right hand man.&nbsp; So when Jacob had called earlier and told him to have the girl ready, and mentioned something about the club for tonight, Victor had in turn only made the proper calls to the right people and set things into motion.<br><br>And even now, as Victor stood there and for the second time this morning answering a call from Jacob, he merely shook his head once Jacob had hung up.&nbsp; He had said an hour, that meant it was time to double check to make sure everything was set.&nbsp; Victor thumbed through his contact list and dialed another number, "Do you have the girl?" he waited for a response. "Good, we'll see you in an hour."<br><br>As he tucked his phone back into his pocket, Victor looked at his watch.&nbsp; It was only 9:00 am, which meant that he would be seeing Jacob around 10:00.&nbsp; Something struck him as odd about that, Jacob never called him this early.&nbsp; Not that he really paid much attention to the time, nor did he really care...but something just didn't seem right.&nbsp; Especially when Jacob had already made requests to have everything ready for the club tonight.&nbsp; Victor decided that if there was something going on, Jacob would tell him; and with that he got into his gray Cadillac CTS-V and headed downtown.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shire Wolfe</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 13:48:52</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hela Gwaed<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outskirts of the city.<br><strong>Time:</strong> Early morning. (6:15)<br><strong>Accent:</strong> Faint hints of English Perceived Pronunciation.<br><hr><br>One of the few modern conscessions that Hela had accepted over the years, was the use and popularity of automobiles. And while she wouldn't admit it, she quite adored the one she was currently driving. A Jaguar D-Type (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/07/1955_Jaguar_XKD_34_left.jpg). In British Racing Green, of course. A D-Type in any other shade was a mortal sin. And while driving, she always wore a pair of racing goggles. And as always, she wore her black leather gloves. Combined with her expensive suit and equally expensive wing-tip shooes, it really made her stand out. Which might seem ironic for the Coven's assassin and master of spies. But it was all part of the image.<br><br>And while she didn't always enjoy living in the "new world", she had to admit their highways were perfect to put the Jag's engine through it's paces. And Texas certainly had the perfect climate for driving a D-Type. So it was with a smile on her lips that Hela drove to the outskirts of Huston, and towards the home of a new club manager, despite the damned sunlight that made her feel weak and horrible. One with a known interactions with Vampires. The Princess had instructed her to ensure that the club manager, one&nbsp; Kamryn Phoenix, amongst two other mortals, were to be at the club tonight. And for miss Phoenix, money, style, and power would be key.<br><br>So it was that Hela arrived outside the home of Kamryn Phoenix, heralded by the distinctive roar of the D-Type's potent engines. Parking her car, and climbing out, she pulls off her goggles, and leaves them in her seat as she walks up to Kamryn's home, buzzing the woman's doorbell. Holding her gloved hands together behind her, she smiles politely while waiting for the door to open.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Charlemagne</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 19:34:47</strong>
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				<em><strong>Name:</strong></em> Eric Wynter<br><strong><em>Location and Time of Day:</em></strong> Eric's house, just around 6:30 AM.<br><br><br>Eric found himself in his garage, plugging in the battery that would later power his vehicle, a 2010 Dodge Charger. It's color was a beautiful maroon, and he knew exactly why. It was a gift, more or less, from Allison. It seemed even after the years apart, she still communicated with him, still supplied him with 'toys' and money. He didn't understand why...well, maybe he did...still; She was showering him in gifts all the time, perhaps to change his mind about changing.<br><br>She should have well known by now that he was never going to, regardless of who asked him. However, Eric was a kind soul at heart, and always was willing to repay her in some way. Which is why he had warmed up a nice, O+ blood bag and set it on the workbench just inside the open garage. Until she showed up, he would continue to work on his car. To ensure no one simply drove off with it in the night, he disconnected the battery every time he pulled it into his garage. It was an easy precaution to take, and it took mere seconds to&nbsp; accomplish. And mere seconds was all it took for Allison to suddenly appear in the doorway.<br><br>She wore a white tank top, minus a bra, and a set of black skinny jeans that sat neatly above a pair of tennis shoes. She liked to blend in, and always claimed that she had bleached her hair to the brilliant silver that it was. But Eric knew the truth behind it. <br><br>"How sweet, Oh-Positive. <em>You're</em> blood type. You really do like teasing me, don't you?" The woman grabbed a glass full of nails and washers, and simply dumped them onto the bench. "You even warmed it up, so I get the-"<br><br>"Thanks. For the money - again." He heard the think liquid fall into the glass, and the woman didn't finish her thought. <br><br>"So. How's the car running? I made sure to get you the best one of the lot, in my <em>faaaaavorite</em> color." She sipped on the precious life fluid, eyes closing as she enjoyed the metallic taste.<br><br>"It's running fine."<br><br>Allison noticed that he didn't make eye contact once during this conversation, and decided to get more physical. Just to get his attention. So, with inhuman speed, she lunged at him and grabbed his waste line, raising him up and pressing him against the door that led into the house. She sniffed his nick, his chest and anywhere a woman would have touched him. "Hm. Still no human girl? I'm surprised." She kept him pinned on the door with one hand while she glided over his midsection with the other. "Still staying in shape, I see."<br><br>Eric had enough of this charade and pulled the handgun from his jacket, leveling it at the woman's head. He knew he'd lose a fight, but this always seemed to calm her down. "I suggest you put me down. Now." He pulled the hammer back, looking her straight in the eye.<br><br>"Oh...I seem to have lost my temper." She gently set Eric down, adjusting his coat for him and making sure his belt was on straight. "I'll just, finish my snack elsewhere..." The woman stepped back out of the garage and snatched up the blood bag.<br><br>"Thanks for stopping by. Let's do it again sometime," Eric said with a fein smile. With that, the woman simply turned into a blur and ran down the street, weaving into bushes and between yards to avoid detection by anyone outside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>14-10-2012, 06:53:25</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kamryn Phoenix (http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Character%20Ideas/eureka-199.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outskirts of the city, her home<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> Early Morning, 6:15 am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hela<hr>After her run, Kam had taken a few minutes to stretch out her muscles before making her way to the shower she'd so desperately needed. She'd stood there for a good 20 minutes letting the hot spray beat down on her and wash away the evidence of her rigorous workout before she finally grabbed the soap. The water had gone icy by the time she'd reached over to shut the water off but it hadn't really bothered her much. Her mind had been too busy churning over the tasks set before her for the day along with the potential news her informant might have for her. That the bastard was a vampire who'd offered more than once to bite her and make it worth her while was a source of irritation for her. Shoving a loaded gun in his face had gotten him to back off somewhat but he couldn't seem to help himself when he was around her, or anything with a vagina really, and frankly it made her loathe dealing with him in person. Unfortunately, he was too good at what he did for her to drop him altogether so she had to tolerate him... for now. <br><br>After her shower Kam had taken minimal time to dress, choosing well fitted black jeans that stretched enough to allow her full range of motion and a plain black v-neck t-shirt. Knee high, flat heeled boots and her custom shoulder holster had finished up the look and she'd pulled her hair back into a no nonsense ponytail before she'd headed to the kitchen to whip a nice high protein, carb loaded breakfast. She'd just finished her meal and pushed her plate aside in favor of the newspaper when the sound of a purring engine drawing nearer outside had Kam's head lifting from her mug of hot cocoa, a sort of wary concern etched into her features. Tilting her head she listened closely, hoping to hear it continue on but somehow, even before noting the moment the engine died, she had known it wouldn't. She hesitated for only a second before setting aside her mug and rising from her seat at the small kitchen table, hoping she wasn't about to regret the decision to eat a nice big breakfast rather than downing her usual morning protein shake.<br><br>In the time that Kamryn had lived here, her doorbell had only been rung a handful of times. She didn't invite others over, host events, or deal with nosy neighbors, nor did people just stop by so the sound of her doorbell ringing now was just a bit strange to her. Still, she moved forward, making sure to stay out of the direct path of the door in case someone was bringing trouble, her footsteps light and as near to silent as a human could get as she reached the door--though it was more habit than conscious effort by this point. Standing back some Kam pulled open the door, her dark eyes coming to rest on the well dressed and seemingly innocuous woman standing on her porch. She was aware the double shoulder holster she wore was in plain view but at the moment the holsters were empty. Course that said nothing of the .38 special she had tucked into an inner pants holster worn at her back.<br><br><strong>"May I help you?"</strong> Her husky tone was cool and held more than a touch of suspicion but given who she was that just couldn't be helped. Especially given the way the small hairs on the back of her neck were standing on end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shire Wolfe</strong> on <strong>14-10-2012, 13:02:20</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hela Gwaed (http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/004/8/5/85ea33cb3fff09fb5bb0e2a03ccba408-d36e3ta.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outskirts of the city, Kamryn's home.<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> early Morning, 6:15 am.<br><strong>Accent: Faint hints of British Perceived Pronunciation.</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Kamryn.</strong><br><br>As the door swung open, Hela smiles warmly at the woman, giving her a polite, if perhaps a little out of date, bow. As she straightens, she adjusts her expensive and decidedly classy suit, and pulls off her glossy, black leather gloves, tucking them carefully into a trouser pocket. She extends an hand to the mortal, offering a polite handshake, while the other reaches into another pocket, to pull out a buisness card, which she presents to the woman.<br><br><strong>"Miss Phoenix."</strong> It wasn't a question. Just a simple statement of fact. <strong>"My name is Hela Gwaed, I'm here on the behalf of my employer."</strong> She gestures to the card she had given the woman, which contained contact information for Hela, and stating her as the "Public Relations Manager" for <em>Luna Enterprises</em>, the legal front for the Princess' coven, managed and run by the Council. They owned a few small buisnesses across the world, and countless nightclubs on every continent, as well as a few hospitals, clinics, and of course, blood banks.<br><br><strong>"She is quite interested in your fine establishment... <em>Seduction</em>, I believe? She would be quite honoured if you would be able to meet her there tonight, and preferably arrange a V.I.P. section for her party."</strong> Her smile never wavers, nor does that faint alluring aura that always surrounds her kind. <strong>"She will of course pay quite handsomely. Double your standard rate."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sleepingferret</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 05:07:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Victor Corsi (http://grimstonestudios.com/files/ellq_crNPC1.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Downtown<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> mid-morning 9:30 am<br><br>Victor cursed at the morning traffic, as he glanced at both the clock on the dash and his watch.&nbsp; Hopefully Jacob would be late, because this traffic wasn't going anywhere fast.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sasha Anders (http://grimstonestudios.com/files/ellq_crNPC2.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> JW Marriot Hotel, near the Galleria<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> mid-morning 9:30 am<br><br>Meanwhile, a young woman sat on a bed in a hotel suite of the JW Marriot.&nbsp; She was one of many that were on the "list", but she didn't care.&nbsp; Jacob, was his name, right?&nbsp; She was paid well for her time and "services", and he had helped her find and keep a job.&nbsp; So when the calls came for her to come meet him, she always answered.<br><br>She glanced at the two men dressed in black suits, standing by the bedroom door.&nbsp; They had always come and got her, and took her home afterwards.&nbsp; The two spoke very little, and then it was usually only a quick greeting or farewell.&nbsp; Though they did seem to always make sure, she had anything she needed or wanted during her stays.&nbsp; But that was about it, they didn't seem much like the conversing type.<br><br>Oh well she thought to herself as she glanced at the clock, at least Jacob usually talked.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Halphas (aka Jacob Thompson) (http://grimstonestudios.com/files/halphas.html)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Manor, then expressway just outside of downtown<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> mid-morning 10:00 am<br><br>Halphas could of sworn he had seen.... no it couldn't have been her.&nbsp; She had sacrificed herself to save him, despite his protests, centuries ago; and for what?&nbsp; Because it was her duty?&nbsp; She owed him nothing...nothing, least of all her life.&nbsp; To Halphas, it seemed that the very woman he had loved, put her sworn duty before their love.&nbsp; But wait...had he caught a glimpse of her again this morning, as he walked out...or was his mind for whatever reason playing tricks on him.<br><br>The elder councilman, shook his head pushing aside the thoughts.&nbsp; Trying to push aside the bitterness, because he did still love her.&nbsp; And if it was her...&nbsp; Halphas again shook his head.&nbsp; No...it would be best for her, for both of them, if he didn't say anything.<br><br>And with that, he looked at his black Cadillac XTS and sighed.&nbsp; This was going to be a wonderful "day".&nbsp; Perhaps, the apocalypse was going to start....he was either seeing things or his long lost love was "back from the dead".&nbsp; Not to mention, that the Princess wanted to meet with some mortals at the club....and amidst the stirrings of this troublesome Coven from the west.&nbsp; If they heard about this outing, to the humans...it would be like World War III starting.<br><br>Even by 10:00 am, when Halphas was impatiently waiting in traffic... both the thoughts about tonight and his past still weighed heavily on his mind.&nbsp; He had told Victor, he was going to be there by 10:00, and there was no way he would make that.&nbsp; If he was lucky, he would be there by 10:30.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 07:59:25</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kamryn Phoenix (http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Character%20Ideas/eureka-199.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outskirts of the city, her home<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> Early Morning, 6:15 am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hela<hr>Kam's eyebrow lifted as the woman standing at her door smiled and bowed in a way that definitely had a touch of old world style. It was one of those few things that threw Kamryn off since she was never really sure how to properly respond but thankfully the woman followed that up by removing her gloves and offering her hand for a shake. That she knew how to handle. Her face clearly displayed her wariness but she did reach out to take the woman's hand and deliver a firm and proper handshake, her lips curving in a poor attempt at a smile. Likely it looked more like a grimace than a smile but hopefully she'd get points for trying.<br><br>Pulling her hand back she took the offered card and glanced at it ever so briefly as the woman introduced herself and stated the reason for her visit. She could appreciate the rather direct manner the woman had given she wasn't a fan of wasting time. However, the fact that she knew Kam's name and her place of business pretty much confirmed her suspicions that she had trouble standing on her porch since Seduction was technically owned by a ghost.<br><br>Her jaw flexed visibly as her ire rose. Somehow she felt Urien, her informant, was to blame for this mess. She had expected the coven to figure her out, to track her down... just not this fast considering she had yet to make any real moves. Taking a deep breath Kam shifted her stance and clasped her hands in front of her, pushing away the things she could do nothing about in favor of focusing on the here and now. <br><br><strong>"Miss Gwaed is it?"</strong> She asked, doing her best to mimic the way the woman had said her name and not butcher it. There was no need to be rude after all. <strong>"I'm not entirely sure what sort of interest your employer could have in Seduction, but if she wishes to talk business I'll be there... as I am every night since I am the manager."</strong> She wanted to see if the vampire would make plain the fact that she knew Kam was indeed the owner. <strong>"As for V.I.P. that can be easily arranged. In fact,"</strong> her gaze shifted past the woman to the car parked in front of her house, <strong>"though I can see why you wouldn't mind the drive, a phone call would suffice and save you the long trip out."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:09:46</strong>
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				Location- On the way to the city<br>Time- One fifteen p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Angel looked at him an eyebrow raised, "So these vehicles are meant to be drive as if your a mad man?" she shook her head and settled against the seat. Her head resting on the head rest behind it, "I do miss the elegance that there seemed to be in the world back then. The men and woman seemed to have so much more tact and civility to them. Woman still had mystery and man had honor. Today everything seems to be wilder, less inhibited, and every one seems to need everything right now. I do not think people even write real letters anymore. And I remember when you had to go see a person to actually speak to them." she shrugged, "I understand some thing are for the better. Medicine has certainly improved a impressive degree. And there is some music from this time that does actually interest me. Though some of it just assaults and confuses me." 
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				Post by: <strong>Shire Wolfe</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:16:59</strong>
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				<strong>"Wonderful! I know it's the owner's duty to attend most nights, but one can never be too sure, you know? Suddenly you're called out of town, or have a pressing prior engagement."</strong> Hela replies and smiles brightly. That was part of her task completed. And in truth, Hela knew that Kamryn would in all probability have been at the club, but she was never one to rely on probability. When she was set a task, she made certain that everything would succeed. And her task had been to ensure that Kamryn would attend the club tonight. <strong>"As for what Miss Nix wants with your club, I couldn't say. I'm sadly not privy to her private thoughts."</strong><br><br>Hela's bright green eyes examine the woman carefully, the gaze of a trained killer and an apex predator sizing up a prey creature, though she keeps her smile carefully fixed on her face. Her informants were having trouble finding much information on the woman, but Hela had her suspicions. She knew that Phoenix was not her real name. What it really was, she didn't know, but any woman whom had reinvented herself with name of a mythological creature that was reborn from it's own ashes clearly had deep, dark, secrets.<br><br>One eyebrow rises ever so faintly, in mild amusement, as she smells the change in the human's body chemistry. Adrenaline was spiking, yet her heart wasn't beating fast enough for it to be a fear response. Anger? Quite likely. Excitement? Also probable. This was a human whom knew the Truth. That humans were prey. Yet Hela couldn't help but be amused. She was still in for quite the education.<br><br><strong>"I will look forward to meeting you again then, miss Phoenix, as will my employer. And we'll both look quite forward to seeing your club. We have heard so many wonderful things about it."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:28:29</strong>
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				Location- City<br>Time- One thirty p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Syn nodded as he listened to her and maneuvered his way through the streets of the city.&nbsp; He knew that Hela would have the human club owner taken care of nicely he didn't doubt that so he was just going to check on the new born's as well as searching for this rogue female.&nbsp; In order to get a good layout of the club and the security he'd need for the Princess, he'd need to get to the club before the Princess and see how it looked, so that all depended on Hela.&nbsp; She didn't need his help, he knew that much.&nbsp; <br><br>As he looked around he went to the hospital that the Princess owned and parked in the staff parking.&nbsp; As he climbed out he walked around and opened her door for her, that mentality was still there and it would never leave.&nbsp; When she was out he closed the door and sighed as he squinted a bit and felt the drain of the sun.<br>"Ugh...well, lets go see about any new born's shall we?"<br>He said as he smiled and walked towards the hospital, which he really didn't like doing simply because all of the sickness, the sterile cleaners and the elderly was an assault on his sense of smell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 23:11:39</strong>
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				Location- City<br>Time- One thirty p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Angel watched the city as it traveled by the window. The buildings so much taller and imposing then they were when she was younger. The world always changed so much between the years of her sleeping. She never argued or protested, but part of her wished that they would simply let her be. As the pulled up to the hospital she sat up more. <br><br>Stepping out of the car when he held the door open for her. She nodded lightly, "Thank you.' she said and started walking with him into the hospital. "Not looking forward to it?" she asked as the walked closer to the large building. She used her ability to call forth the unseen spirits that always seemed to fallow her. Sending the forth to help keep an eye out for any danger. Something she always did, even as she sent own sense out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 23:34:30</strong>
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				Location- City (hospital)<br>Time- One thirty p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Syn smirked.<br>"You'll see when we're inside.&nbsp; The scents can be overwhelming at times."<br>He said as the sliding glass doors opened and he stopped as he wrinkled his nose a bit at the waft of alcohols, blood, death, disease and other things that were in a hospital.&nbsp; All these scents under one roof.&nbsp; Shaking that off he stepped in and went to the greeting desk, the female there happened to be a vampire, a young one at that, not even fifty.<br>"We're here on behalf of Miss Luna to see any and all new born's."<br>The female nodded and smiled as she stood up and let the human female that was also at the desk take over.<br><br>As they walked through the hospital and got into the more private parts of the hospital Syn growled.<br>"I honestly don't know how you put up with these smells."<br>He said towards the nurse as she giggled.<br>"It takes some getting used to I admit.&nbsp; Well, here is the nursery.&nbsp; We've had twelve females go into labor this month, but only seven infants made it."<br>Syn nodded as he looked to the female.<br>"Can I have the list of the mothers of those that had and didn't have infants?&nbsp; Mark the one's that didn't have infants with an X please."<br>When she nodded and reached into a holder on the door she pulled out a pen and began marking them as Syn looked at Angel who was a much more gifted healer than he was, and she was a spirit user.<br><br>"Angel, can you please check the infants and see how they are doing spirit wise?&nbsp; We need to know if they'll live past the first year or not."<br>He said as he took the list from the nurse and looked over the names.&nbsp; He'd met some of the females that lost their young and he sighed as he rubbed his face.<br>"Princess Luna is not going to be happy with these numbers.&nbsp; I know the race has a hard time having young to begin with but this is ridiculous."<br>He said as he shook his head looking over the list.&nbsp; There were some times that he really hated his job, this being one of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 00:23:33</strong>
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				Location- City (hospital)<br>Time- One thirty p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Angel's jaw tense only for a moment as she got used to the nearly overwhelming smells that came from around her. Her steps not making a sound even on the stone floor below her feet. She sent the spirits out around her to search for anything out of the ordinary. Letting Syn speak with the woman at the desk. Though Angel took in different details about her, her stance, her scent, the way she spoke. Every detail filed away should the young vampire try and turn against them. Even if it would only be her own foolish end. <br><br>As Syn asked her to go check on the babies Angel nodded, <strong>"Of course.</strong>' her words simple as she headed straight for the newly born children. As she entered the room her steps slowed. Her hands trailing the wall as she took in the energy around her. One by one she went to the small sleeping children. The small pink and wiggly beings content to lay and wait for their caretakers. As she came to the third one she stopped as it started to cry. One hand came out and lightly touch the warm skin. <strong>"Shhhh....your alright."</strong> she said before gently picking it up. The other children started to get fussy, perhaps from their own will and want to be held as well.&nbsp; Rocking the child light in her arms she started to sing lightly. An old Italian lullaby&nbsp; filled the room, her voice smooth, and beautiful. The other children started to calm, it seemed despite her stiff nature the old vampire still had the ability to call upon a motherly touch. Perhaps it was do to all the others she had looked after and help raise...helped teach. Maybe something more, what ever it was certainly worked here. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 00:43:42</strong>
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				Location- City (hospital)<br>Time- One thirty p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Syn was looking over the list of children and pulling out his phone to text Halphas so that he, as a Council member, also knew of the children's conditions when he looked up upon hearing the song that Angel was singing.&nbsp; Looking over he walked up to the window and watched her for a moment and a soft smile crossed his lips as he watched for a moment then went back to the list while he waited for her to come up with the numbers that would actually survive.&nbsp; Angel would have made an amazing mother to an infant if the council would allow her to stay awake long enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 00:56:46</strong>
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				Location- City (hospital)<br>Time- One thirty p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>After a few minutes the child in her arms was not only calm but fast asleep. As was many of the other infants. Placing a gentle kiss on it's forehead she set it back in the small crib. "Be strong little one." she said tucking it in gently. She walked and checked on the rest of the babies. Reading each one in turn. As she walked out of the room she turned only briefly to smile to the small children. It faded as soon as it had appeared and Angel turned back to walk back over to Syn. <br><br>"Out of the seven, four have a better chance of surviving. Though on in particular has a strong will already present. With the proper care that young one will be strong. The other three have a good chance if one can give them the correct encouragement. The last three are weaker, their hearts seem lost. I have asked the spirits to bless them, and left two guardians to watch over them." she said looking back once more to the small infants. "The infants aren't as strong as they used to be. Something is off with energy we are passing on. Almost as if it is growing weaker.' her brow scrunched a bit. "I will have to consult the spirits as soon as possible." she said a bit of actual concern in her voice before she turned back to look at Syn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 01:16:23</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District- Restricted to Rogue's and Shade's hunting Rogue's)<br>Time- Two p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Syn looked at her and nodded as he marked off the ones that she pointed to as being the most likely to survive and the one's that would need help.&nbsp; As he did this he looked at her when she brought up the infants not being as strong and nodded.<br>"Last year, out of the nearly one thousand born, only a third made it past the first year.&nbsp; Whatever it is that's going on, it's really hurting the race itself."<br>He said as he sighed a bit then made a copy of the paper and folded it into his back pocket.<br>"Princess Luna will not be pleased with this...then again I don't know many that would be pleased to know infants are dying faster than they can be produced."<br><br>He said as he walked out of the hospital after thanking the nurse.&nbsp; Heading back to his car he rested his hands on the roof of his car and looked at his watch.<br>"Alright, it's two o'clock now.&nbsp; Give about an hour to get everyone ready for tonight, we all should be ready to go by five...so we have about an hour in a half to two hours to search for this female.&nbsp; Think you can send out those spirits of yours and hone in on the feelings that Princess Luna was getting?"<br><br>He asked as they climbed into the car, him once again opening her door and letting her in then shutting the door after she was in.&nbsp; When he climbed in he started the car, pulled out of the parking lot then headed to a more poor side of the city since it was easy hunting for a rogue vampire.&nbsp; Not many coven vampires went into this area because it was forbidden, only Shade's were permitted in the area when searching for rogues.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 04:51:11</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District- Restricted to Rogue's and Shade's hunting Rogue's)<br>Time- Two p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Angel nodded, looking once more to the children before she left. Their was something sneaking into their bloodline, and she needed to find out what it was. As they walked to the car she was silent, her mind going over what could have changed so much in the years she was gone. The last attack on their kind was devastating. But they survived once more as they always did. Though there seemed something intent on changing that. She had felt it in the air the moment she was woken up. <br><br>Sliding into the seat as Syn opened the door for her she nodded, "Yes of course." she said putting on her seat belt and leaning her head back as she closed her eyes. As he drove Angel gathered her energy, her body became still as stone and she reached out. Her reach infinitely farther with her control over the spirit world. Time within her mind sped up. And she started to search every nook and cranny for the rouge vampire. She was the best tracker they had, as she could go places others couldn't. Search longer and father then one could in one night. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 05:01:51</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District, going to Upper District)<br>Time- Two p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>As Angel closed her eyes Syn slowed his speed to just a little under the speed limit and took back roads and side streets that would have less traffic.&nbsp; He drove her through all of the lower District and when she couldn't get anything there he nodded and headed for the upper district were all of the ritzy and wealthy people lived.&nbsp; Driving specially slow through there since the speed limit was 10 due to rich people bitching about the people that were going to fast when it all actuality they just wanted the people driving through to see their homes, the shiny cars outside and the money they had.&nbsp; A sort of silent bragging.<br><br>As Syn drove through the Upper District he watched the streets and the houses, keeping his window down a bit so that he could smell the area around them.&nbsp; His eyes were focused and determined since this wasn't his normal game, but it was close to it.&nbsp; Tracking was fun, but in a city full of humans, it got tricky, especially if the vampire was younger because she'd still somewhat smell like a human.&nbsp; However that was the best part about having Angel there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 05:22:49</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District, going to Upper District)<br>Time- Two p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Angel stayed silent, her body not moving. Then again during these moments she didn't need to. Her power was all she needed, there wasn't one dark corner that was left unchecked. After a while she tilted her head and pointed certain ways, "Only traces of her linger, but she's been here. Moving quickly as if she were searching for something.' she said rubbing her hands together. The air around her had grown cold from her powers. "She's headed back further into the city." she groaned at that. She could search within the city it just meant dealing with those that haunted the area. Most of the spirits that tried to fight her control were nothing more then an annoyance. Shifting her seat Angel stretched a bit, her body growing stiff from sitting so still. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 05:39:07</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District, going to Upper District)<br>Time- Three p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Syn stopped in a good localized area that would allow her to spread her spirits out as far as she could without drawing to much attention to her.&nbsp; Stopping the car he let her get out and move around the empty baseball field while he stood by his car and watched her feeling a bit useless at the moment since he couldn't really do anything but watch and keep an eye out.&nbsp; Playing look out was his role currently, oh joy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 06:55:50</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District, going to Upper District)<br>Time- Three p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Angel thanked Syn as he pulled into the ball field, the open area would act as a buffer for her. It would help keep her senses from over loading. As she walked towards the center of the field. Stretching a bit she let all of her sense spread, her call to the spirits worked around her. The wind blew, lights flickered, and the area grew cold. For a moment her body tensed, her fist balled at her side and she stumbled back a bit. She mumbled something he couldn't hear as the wind rose around her. Her hair blew around her trying to break from the bands that held it in place. One moment she held up her hand, a slash appeared on her arm. Lights burst and she was clearly pushed back a few feet. But her hand twisted as if she were ripping at something. Jerking her arm back the wind suddenly died down, and the lights went out. <br><br>With a light growl she turned and started walking back towards Syn and the car. Her arm dripped blood even as energy started to stitch the wound back together. "She is traveling inward, her energy mixes the deeper city. Somewhere 10 miles east." she said not mentioning anything about what happen just moments before.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 07:04:14</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District, going to Upper District)<br>Time- Three p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Syn looked at her as she seemed to be struggling with something and when he watched the gash hit her arm his hand went to his blades and they were out in the blink of an eye as he looked around but didn't see, hear or smell anything.&nbsp; He felt cold but that wasn't new for him.&nbsp; As she seemed to be back to normal he sheathed his blades as she walked over and he nodded to her comment.&nbsp; Getting into the car after she was in he didn't move.<br>"What was that about?&nbsp; Your arm...what did that?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Charlemagne</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 07:14:00</strong>
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				<em><strong>Name: Eric Wynter<br>Location: Eric's House, The 'Weathly' Part of the City.<br>Time: 2:15 PM</strong></em><br><br><br><br>Eric sat alone at his computer, creating a new playlist for his Spotify account. It had been a good week or two since he had perfected his latest playlist, but after listening to the songs so many times in his car, they began to grow stale. He added a few decent techno remixes of country songs, some chillstep, classical, even some rap for good measure. Basically every genre had its place in his playlist.<br><br>*Fault: Rear Door*<br><br>Eric sighed, knowing who the 'intruder' was. <br><br>With inhuman speed, the silver haired beauty glided into his office and performed a quick little spin before placing her hands on her hips. "Well? Is this decent? Too much? I wouldn't want to scare away your 'lesser' customers..." In his mind, Eric had to admit, Allison was a gorgeous woman. But she was a woman that he couldn't share a prolonged future with. Sure, he had loved the time and intimacy they shared together, but when she forced herself upon him and nearly turned him...that was where he carved the line.<br><br>"You look fine."<br><br>Allison frowned, feeling defeated. "Gee, thanks." She threw herself onto the small couch that sat on the side wall of the room. "What are you gonna wear?"<br><br>Eric didn't even turn his head. He merely pointed behind him to a small closet where a black suit was separated from the rest of the dress clothing. "That."<br><br>The pale skinned vampire hopped onto her feet and strode to the closet, lifting the suit to her nose and taking in its scent. "Mmmm...smells <em>just</em> like you." <br><br><em>Delicious</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 07:19:51</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District, going to Upper District)<br>Time- Three p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Angel's arm started to finish mending, she flexed her hands to make sure everything was ok. Looking to Syn once more, "Something that didn't like being told what to do. It fled when it realized I was far more then it could handle." she said said though Angel knew she would have to deal with the rogue spirit later on. It ran before she could destroy its finally anchor. "I'm fine."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Faceless</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 07:30:30</strong>
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				Location- City (Lower District, going to Upper District)<br>Time- Three twenty p.m.<br>Players- Syn and Angel<br><br>Syn nodded then sighed as he felt his cell phone buzz.&nbsp; Pulling it up a small smile touched his lips as he sent a quick text back to the female that had text him.&nbsp; One that he actually liked quite a bit both as a friend and a Council member, among other things.&nbsp; <br>Text~ "Out hunting a rogue vampire.&nbsp; Be back to the manor in ten.&nbsp; How was your trip squirt?"<br>Syn always called her shrimp because she was a bit shorter than him but also because she was a good two centuries younger than he was.&nbsp; Looking over to Angel as he pocketed the phone he sighed and looked at his watch.<br><br>"We'll head home for now.&nbsp; Tell Princess Luna what you came up with and we'll head back out tomorrow and start where you last spotted her, maybe we'll find an area that she visits frequently."<br>With that they drove back to the manor.&nbsp; Syn took it easy on the dirt roads simply because he was mulling over everything that he had to tell the Princess when he saw her.&nbsp; Parking his car in the massive garage he put it in park, locked the E brake then unbuckled and stepped out.&nbsp; Opening Angel's door he smiled.<br>"You should probably get a bag of blood from the kitchen and suck it down so you can get your energy back."<br>With a nod he headed back into the manor and went to go and find his favorite council member.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>17-10-2012, 06:27:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kamryn Phoenix (http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Character%20Ideas/eureka-199.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outskirts of the city, her home<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> Early Morning, 6:15 am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hela<hr>Kam's ire was rising. It wasn't directed at the woman, at least not entirely, but more the position she felt she was being blindly maneuvered into. She had never been terribly great at chess matches of this sort and honestly if she could have avoided playing altogether she would have. However, this was precisely what she needed in order to further her goals so she had to simply suck it up and deal. Though it didn't help that while Ms. Gwaed was perfectly polite in both mannerism and speech, she swore she detected a trace of arrogance in the woman's responses. She also felt as though she were being sized up, though to what end she didn't know. She was tempted to be blunt and demand answers but with a vampire at her door and not enough direct sunlight to even remotely level the playing field she had little hope of doing anything but offending Ms. Gwaed.<br><br>Phoenix's dark eyes scanned over the more petite female before her, making her own assessment, and a light sigh was the first sound to emerge from Kamryn's lips. Still, rather than give voice to the thoughts streaming through her mind she simply nodded her acknowledgement as she did her best to maintain some semblance of professionalism. <br><br><strong>"Very well. I'll make sure your accommodations are prepared. Simply give the doorman your name and he will make sure I'm alerted when you arrive."</strong> She'd know the moment they crossed the threshold into her club but that was something no one yet knew about and she'd prefer to keep it that way. She was about to leave it at that, more than ready to distance herself from the creature that set her senses on high alert but as an after thought she felt it pertinent to mention one little thing.<strong> "Oh, and it probably best if I tell you now... Your guards, should you have them, will be allowed a single weapon each provided it can be adequately concealed, any others will be confiscated. And absolutely NO guns. No exceptions."</strong> Her features tightened. If she got wind there were firearms in her club other than those placed for the safety of the staff, she'd boot them all out on their asses. She did not take crap in her club. Vampires were already deadly enough without adding weapons to the mix. <br><br>Kam would wait for the woman's confirmation, and if there were no further things to discuss she would utter her own polite yet stiff goodbyes and watch the vampire leave her property.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shire Wolfe</strong> on <strong>17-10-2012, 13:22:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hela Gwaed<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outskirts of the city, Kamryn's home.<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> Early morning, 6:15 AM.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kamryn.<br><br>The Welsh vampire's smile only grew as she was informed of the rules regarding weapons in the club. <strong><em>No guns.</em></strong> This pleased the gun-hating Hela immensely, and once more, she gave yet another elegant and out-dated bow to Kamryn. "Recieved and understood, dear lady. No firearms, no exception." As she rose from her bow, and yet again adjusted her expensive suit, she pulls a pocket watch out of... well, a pocket, and peers down at the anthique.<br><br><strong>"I'm sure I'll see you tonight then. But if you'll excuse me, I have other chores to do today. I hope you have a most pleasant day."</strong> Now would come the more exciting of her daily tasks. Taking care of the 'Newborn'. Those Vampires whom had just been Changed, without the Princess' permission, and were ignorant of the ways of Vampiric society and their strict laws of conduct. <br><br>Giving Kamryn one last smile, she turns towards her expensive and vintage car, while pulling her gloves back on. Jumping back into the driver's seat, she puts on her driving goggles, and fires up the Jaguar's purring engine. She gives the mortal a friendly wave, then off she drives, heading back into the city. It was time for the Coven's assassin to do what she did best.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Hela Gwaed<br><strong>Location:</strong> Industrial district<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> Early morning, 6:45 AM.<br><br>Predictable. That was one thing that was always true for the Newborn. They were always utterly predictable. They banded together in packs, hunting together, and bleeding mortals dry. And in some cases, spawning more Newborn. And while they were exceptionally weak compared to any Vampire of age, they were more than a match for any Human. They were a blight upon the Vampiric society, and one of the greatest threats. They risked exposing the Night Hunters, and they risked turning the humans against them. So Hela and the other Shades frequently went out to cull these packs of Newborne.<br><br>And the Newborn always carried guns. And as always, that got under Hela's skin. With her green eyes having turned a deep red, and her fangs exposed, she hunted. This pack had chosen an abandoned warehouse in the city's industrial district as their lair. The sunlight weakened any Vampire, but the Newborn more than any. So they had covered every window with tarp and pieces of wood. Not that it'd give them any advantages.<br><br>Hela could hear their scurrying footsteps. She could smell the stolen blood surging in their inhuman bodies. And she could see them as if it was the brightest day. They had her surrounded. They were armed with an assortment of weapons. Here, a shotgun. Two with pistols. The rest had more rudimentary arms. A couple of switchblades, a baseball bat, a wrench, a piece of chain. A formidable group, and they could easily have taken out a heavily armed police task force, had it come to that.<br><br>Yet Hela simply smiled and adjusted her black gloves, and glanced down at her suit. A shame. But at least she had a spare waiting for her in the dry cleaning.<br><br><strong>*Crack!*</strong><br><br>The shotgun roared. And the expensively dressed Vampire was no longer in the centre of their circle. All the Newborn with the shotgun had done, was blow a big hole in one of his pack-mates. Not that he would have time to despair over the outcome of his actions. Hela's razor flicked out, and a faint red line appeared on the young Vampire's throat. Blood sprayed forth a mere fraction of a second later.<br><br><strong>"You must be faster, children."</strong> The Shade cooed, her tongue darting out to lick the blade clean, savouring the taste of her kill. Hela was one of the few in the Coven whom supped more on the blood of Vampires than mortals. A perk of the trade. The trick to avoiding the shotgun blast had been a simple one. A cushion of air underneath her feet to act like a spring, propelling her through the air to land behind her prey.<br><br><strong><em>"Bitch! That was my brother!!"</em></strong> One screamed. It was the one with the baseball bat. And judging by his clothes, he had been a player of the game before his Change. The newborn charged, using all the speed of his Vampiric gifts, and to a human, he would have been nothing but a blurr. But to Hela, he was still painfully slow. It was the simple matter of just darting past him with her far superior speed, and trailing her razor blade behind her, letting it drag across his throat. Three down. Six left...<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Hela Gwaed<br><strong>Location:</strong> Industrial district<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> Early morning, 6:55 AM.<br><br>Pulling her fangs from the Newborn's neck, the Shade sighed. Her victim was dry. That could have something to do with his slit wrists. He had been the last to fall to her razor and fangs, so she had taken her time with him. Filling her hunger. One didn't spill so much blood without becoming aroused, after all. But as this poor shmuck wouldn't give her another drop, she released his dry corpse, and let him fall to the ground like the rest.<br><br>Taking but a moment to admire her handiwork, nine dead Newborn vampires in just ten minutes. Not her best performance, but still not bad. When they had attempted to run away had slowed her performance down. She hated it when they ran. Shaking her head, she pulls a cellphone out of a pocket, and sends a quick text message to every Shade and Council member in the Coven, informing them of the Club rules, before snapping some pictures of the bloody battleground. She knew the Princess would love it. Replacing her phone into the pocket, she instead produces a glass vial, and fills it with the spilled blood. Another gift for the Princess.<br><br>As she heads out to her car, she pauses briefly, glancing down at her jacket. There was a bullet hole on her belly. Checking the back, she found a matching exit wound.<br><br><strong>"Bastards! This was a genuine Armani! You can't patch bullet holes!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crimson Ruby (City Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sleepingferret</strong> on <strong>18-10-2012, 04:03:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Victor Corsi (http://grimstonestudios.com/files/ellq_crNPC1.jpg), Sasha Anders (http://grimstonestudios.com/files/ellq_crNPC2.jpg), Halphas (aka Jacob Thompson) (http://grimstonestudios.com/files/halphas.html)<br><strong>Location:</strong> JW Marriott hotel, near the Galleria<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> 11:00 am<br><br>As luck would have it, traffic would hold both Halphas and Victor up until late morning.&nbsp; It was just not the day to be traveling through this side of the city.&nbsp; <br><br>Both arrived at the JW Marriott, roughly at around the same time; with Victor arriving only moments before Halphas and managing to grab an elevator up to the 6th floor hotel suite where Sasha waited just before Halphas, walked into the lobby.<br><br>In the meantime having grown bored, Sasha not being the least bit modest had already given the two "guards" in the room with her an eyeful.&nbsp; She had playfully stripped out of her black dress (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnbXT3S3SeI/T7ZGsypcv7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/hIyb6zM8Ru4/s1600/women+Little+Fashion+Black+Dresses.jpg), along with her matching black bra and panties, before slipping on a red silk robe and lounging on the bed.<br><br>Such behavior from Sasha wasn't entirely unusual, so the two guards had merely rolled their eyes and given her a small smirk.<br><br><hr><br>When Victor entered the suite an hour later than planned, he merely shook his head slightly see Sasha's clothes lying at the foot of the bed and her lounging in her red silk robe.&nbsp; Victor quickly checked with the two guards about the morning, not expecting any problems nor receiving reports about any.&nbsp; Then he turned to Sasha, "I apologize for keeping you waiting, I suppose I should have called.&nbsp; I'll check with Jacob and see when he'll be here."<br><br>Just then, the door to the suite opened.&nbsp; "No need for that.&nbsp; Sorry I'm running late, but traffic was a nightmare." Jacob said.<br><br>"He isn't kidding." Victor added thoughtfully, more for Sasha's sake than Jacob's, "I just arrived myself, actually.&nbsp; Is there anything I can get you two?"<br><br>Sasha smiled politely at Victor, "Not right now.&nbsp; But could you see to it, that my car gets picked up from the shop this afternoon?"<br><br>"Of course, I'll have it dropped off at your house as always." Victor said with a polite smile and a slight bow. "And for you sir?" he asked, turning to Jacob.<br><br>Jacob turned to Sasha a moment, "Give me a moment, I need to make sure something is taken care of for tonight.&nbsp; I'll be right back hon."&nbsp; Giving Sasha a small kiss on the forehead, he then turned to Victor and gestured towards the door.<br><br>Victor nodded and along with the two guards, the four men walked out of the suite.&nbsp; As soon as the door was closed, Jacob turned to Victor and pointed to the text on his phone he had received from Hela earlier that morning.&nbsp; "I need you to find out everything about this club, its manager, its owner if you can...I mean everything...by tonight.&nbsp; Pull whatever strings you have to, but I want the information before we go walking in there.&nbsp; You and I both know, we're not walking in there without our guns.&nbsp; There is no way in Hell, I don't trust any club manager or owner enough; hell I don't trust anyone enough with my life to not carry anymore.&nbsp; I may walk unarmed at home, but that's about it; and even then that's probably when I'm first getting out of bed."<br><br>Victor glanced again at the text, 'No guns eh?&nbsp; I'm thinking Hela found herself a new best friend."&nbsp; Victor shook his head, "But yeah, I agree I'm not walking in there without carrying either.&nbsp; And if we're going tonight, then both Hela and this club owner is just going to have to accept the fact that there are armed escorts on the premises.&nbsp; I don't intend on causing any trouble but if shit goes down, I'm not going to be the one with my ass served up on a metal slab because I didn't carry."<br><br>Jacob nodded, "Agreed my friend, agreed.&nbsp; So get me that information.&nbsp; Cost isn't a concern, nor is method really...just keep it quiet and don't attract attention, least of all from any of the club staff."<br><br>Victor smiled. "I'll do what I can.&nbsp; I'll call you later when I find out something, and I'll see you tonight."&nbsp; and with that Victor and the two others left.<br><br><hr><br>Halphas watched them leave for a moment, then turned and re-entered the hotel suite.&nbsp; Sasha was still lounging on the bed, though now she did so with her robe slightly open, and slid down off her left shoulder slightly.&nbsp; She smiled seductively as Halphas entered the bedroom, and approached the bed.<br><br>"I should make you, make it up to me for being late." she said with a devilish smile.&nbsp; To which Halphas raised an eyebrow, returning her smile. "And who says, I wasn't planning on it?"<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Sasha Anders (http://grimstonestudios.com/files/ellq_crNPC2.jpg), Halphas (aka Jacob Thompson) (http://grimstonestudios.com/files/halphas.html)<br><strong>Location:</strong> JW Marriott hotel, near the Galleria<br><strong>Time of Day:</strong> 6:00 pm - 7:45 pm<br><br>Several hours later, Halphas rolled over to look at the naked form of the still sleeping Sasha.&nbsp; Victor hadn't called him back yet, and he was to be at the club in three hours.&nbsp; Halphas carefully climbed out of bed, as to not disturb Sasha's sleep.&nbsp; She nonetheless, rolled over and sprawled out over the bed where he had once laid.&nbsp; Shaking his head with a smile, he leaned over and gave her a soft kiss before heading to the bathroom and cleaning up for tonight.<br><br>After showering again, he dressed and straightened out his clothes.&nbsp; And despite the text sent from Hela earlier, he checked all of his spare magazines and checked his twin .45 autos, before holstering them.&nbsp; Checking the time, he decided to head back to the manor and wait for hopefully Victor's call, as well as the others to head to the club.
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