War of Ages
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				Title: <strong>War of Ages</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-08-2008, 21:07:26</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 10px;" class="bbc_size">The flash of a camera bulb illuminated the bloodstained room for a fraction of a second. Nik flinched but forced herself not to close her eyes or look away. It took her a moment to make sense of what she was looking at. Sometimes when you're looking at something horrible, your brain won't let you see it for a few moments, like a grace period of denial. She swallowed hard and fought down the familiar but intense wave of nausea that always seemed to catch up with her when she realized what body parts belonged to whom. Hand prints were smeared across, the wall - someone had tried to run. The steel chair had been knocked over, and it was still dripping, though clearly the blood was not entirely fresh. Sweat beaded across her forehead and she took small, slow steps around the crime scene. She didn't concern herself with proving her bravado here, as the other members of the team slowly documented the evidence. Three bodies, two male, one female. Mostly blade wounds, most of which were not clean cuts. These people had been tortured, brutally. She tried to observe from a quiet place in her mind, a place where everything she saw told her the things that would undo the killer. The room was entirely clean of the tools that may have implemented such mutilation, the killer - or more than likely killers - had packed up and gone long ago. There was simply the chair, the rope, and the remains. They lay more or less in a five foot radius of each other, thrown haplessly onto the cold concrete of the floor. The room was busy and distantly, Nik was aware that her coworkers were talking. But it all seemed so far away. Her mind cleared and she fell forward into the place where she could be completely alone. Then she began the intricate process of breaking down precisely what had happened here. <br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Veronika Blazek<br><strong>Age:</strong> 26<br><strong>Race &amp; Ethnicity:</strong> Human // Czech <br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Heterosexual<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Criminal Profiler for the FBI<br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'5<br><strong>Weight:</strong> 130lbs.<br><strong>Blood Type:</strong> A+<br><strong>Eyes:</strong> Green (sometimes greyish)<br><strong>Hair:</strong> Dark chestnut<br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Her preferred gun is the Ruger 9mm Parabellum. <br><strong>Religion:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Character Image:</strong> X (http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p285/stlouisforums/001-3.jpg), X (http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p285/stlouisforums/003-2.jpg), X (http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p285/stlouisforums/002-3.jpg).</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: War of Ages</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>26-08-2008, 05:17:23</strong>
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				Alexei glanced at the lightening horizon, the true black of night giving way to the soft grey of predawn.&nbsp; He watched for a moment, his eyes picking up the odd nuance and subtle shift in light that others would never have noticed.&nbsp; He took a deep breath, his pupils dilating as the scent of stale blood reached his nose.&nbsp; He glanced down at his hands, almost surprised to see the blood dried under his fingernails, coating his hands up past his wrists in a deep sanguine wash of color.&nbsp; <br><br>With a small sigh he stepped away from the window, a servant quickly crossing the room to close it, pulling the thick dark drapes across the decorative glass with a barely audible sigh of relief.&nbsp; “When Thomas get’s back this afternoon make sure he stays put, I will want a report on what they authorities found when I awaken,” he said, his accent almost unrecognizable.<br><br>“Of course Master,” the young man said with a slight bow which Alexei never even noticed.&nbsp; <br><br>He was already half way down the stairs, his eyes adjusting to the dim light quickly as he stepped into a large marble bathroom, his feet silent as they barely touched the cold floors.&nbsp; He quickly washed the blood from his hands, aware of the approach of dawn in the back of his mind.&nbsp; He felt the sun breach the horizon as he lay down, what took the place of his soul slipped away as the first rays lit the sky. <br><br><br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Alexei Markov<br><strong>Age:</strong> appears to be 29<br><strong>Race &amp; Ethnicity:</strong> Vampire // Russian<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Bisexual<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Business Owner<br><strong>Height:</strong> 6'1"<br><strong>Weight: </strong> 186 lbs.<br><strong>Blood Type:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Eyes:</strong> Brown<br><strong>Hair:</strong> Black<br><strong>Religion:</strong> N/A
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				Title: <strong>Re: War of Ages</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>26-08-2008, 05:35:32</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 10px;" class="bbc_size">She couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned, but the image burned into the back of her retinas displayed itself firmly on her eyelids and she wrestled a losing match with her tasteful comforter. She sat up, leaning against the headboard, panting. Slowly, she tried to steady her breath, to breathe evenly. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and slowly moved, almost mechanically, to her bathroom. The light took a moment to flicker on. The sun was up, but she kept shades on her windows. She turned the water on, staring at her own reflection. Some days she wondered if her job was slowly killing her. She cupped her hands under the water, gathering a pool to splash on her face. She heard her phone ring in the other room, and she knew who it was. There were always more bodies. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: War of Ages</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>27-08-2008, 21:18:07</strong>
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				It was well before nightfall when he woke, his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the darkened room as he sat up, the black silk sheets falling down to his waist as he took a moment to orient himself.&nbsp; He ran his tongue along his upper teeth as he climbed out of bed, his movements graceful in a predatory way.&nbsp; <br><br>A few minutes later Alexei walked out into what could best be described as a common room.&nbsp; It was large, lit by a series of sconces along the walls as well as the oversized fireplace in one corner of the room.&nbsp; He glanced around, not surprised to find the room devoid of Nightwalkers besides himself, the others would begin to wake shortly.&nbsp; His eyes focused on Thomas where he sat in one corner of the room on an oversized black leather chair.&nbsp; “What have you learned pet?” he asked quietly as he crossed the room, watching the young man slip out of the chair and down onto the ground, giving the chair to Alexei without having to be told.&nbsp; <br><br>“Not much Master... right now they don’t appear to have a very clear idea about what’s going on, but their young agent seems to be getting closer to the truth than we would like… she doesn’t know anything yet, but she will soon if we aren’t a little more… discreet…” he said quietly, leaning back against Alexei’s legs, rubbing against them in a very cat like gesture.<br><br>“Then I want you to find out what you can about this agent, see if there is something that we can use against her.&nbsp; I would prefer not to use a more…. Permanent… solution unless it becomes necessary…” Alexei said, watching the slow and steady beat of Thomas’s pulse just below the skin.&nbsp; <br><br>He tilted the other man’s head to the side and lowered his head, placing a gentle kiss over the pulse point in Thomas’s neck before sinking his teeth into the soft flesh, closing his eyes as he fed, Thomas relaxing back against him…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: War of Ages</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>30-08-2008, 02:42:51</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 10px;" class="bbc_size">He would have felt her enter the room before he heard her. Her steps were almost entirely silent, an effect most found increasingly unnerving. "Sasha," She spoke quietly, her accent thickly Russian but possessing a hint of some other country. Her voice was a soft and sultry contralto, spoken low and quietly. Her power rippled along the current of her words when she spoke like invisible water in the air, "You and I have much to discuss..."<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Claudia Sørensen<br><strong>Age:</strong> ~400<br><strong>Race &amp; Ethnicity:</strong> Master Vampire // Danish<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Loosely defined as straight. <br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Claudia dabbles in several enterprises, the most notable of which are a diamond cutting company based in Holland and the distribution of illegal firearms to those in need. <br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'8.5"<br><strong>Weight:</strong> 115lbs.<br><strong>Blood Type:</strong> Dead<br><strong>Eyes:</strong> Blue<br><strong>Hair:</strong> Dirty Blonde <br><strong>Character Image:</strong> X (http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p285/stlouisforums/001-2.png), X (http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p285/stlouisforums/002-2.png), X (http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p285/stlouisforums/003-1.jpg). <br><br><br>((Sorry my post is so short, I've been in high demand lately. Life stress is bogging me down. D=))</span>
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