Tale_Weaver
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If I remember correctly then it is Thursday (11/12), well technically I guess it's Friday the 13th now! How fitting!
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If I remember correctly then it is Thursday (11/12), well technically I guess it's Friday the 13th now! How fitting!
ladyphoenix
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"I've had nightmares about what might happen when vampires finally meet the end of the world. Would we be meet with grace or hatred by God and the rest of humanity. I guess I never came up with what really could happen in the end to block it out of my mind for now. I truly wish there is a silver lining somewhere," she said with assurance.
She laid back in the truck. "Can't wait to be bak in the room again, all 3 of us.."
Strider_Koln
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[sblock] He swallows and stares up towards the bright white ceiling, almost wishing he had a heartbeat so he could listen to something else besides the quiet hum of mechanical machinery. He awoke in this sterile room, bound to a comfy bed, leaving him to assume that the others must have dropped him off at the hospital. He wearily looks around, his senses now coming back to him as he remembers his small rodent friend. He tries to sit up, but fails to due to the tight white restraints against his chest and arms. With some effort he manages to free his right arm and presses the callbox by his bedside,
"Hello there... uhm, where am I? What time is it?"
There's no response.
"I have to use the men's room. I apologize for the need to strap me down. I do not remember anything about it, but if I made trouble I am sorry."
Loud static responds, and amidst the noise a familiar voice drones on, "Ne tournez jamais votre revers à l'ennemi. S'il semble être mort, le finir tout de suite donc vous êtes certains qu'il EST mort. C'est clair ? Bon, maintenant de vous les étudiants vont à la Classe de Maths."
((Never turn your back to the enemy. If he seems to be dead, finish it immediately so you are certain he IS dead. Is that clear? Good, now off you students go to Math Class))
Koln lets out a groan as he releases the call button. He didn't realize Father Gilles now worked in Denver as a doctor. Or maybe... maybe they had finally found him! His friends are in grave danger. With renewed vigor he snaps the bonds off of his body, only to be restrained back by a single hand.
"Hello there, Kolnyr. Good seeing you again, although I never left." The familiar hunter taunts down at the confused Koln, whom is trying to figure out if this man had just materialized out of thin air of if he's been hiding in the room the whole time.
"Oh, I merely materialized out of thin air. You think much too loudly, you know that? Now I know what you want... you miss your son, don't you? You want to become human again too! Well that's never going to happen, especially with the company you keep. Kill your friends, you will feel a lot better. You can trust me... hehehe I am a priest."
Koln growls under his breath and grips the hunter's wrist. At that moment, from out of the shadows appears Monsieur LeSaint, still dressed completely in black... as if wearing the shadows themselves, and a bird-like carnival masque. He motions to the door, and in walks a 6ft tall anthropomorphic white rat, dressed as if he were to attend a funeral... as the corpse.
"Tres Bien! Socrates, you came to visit me in the hospital!" Koln exclaims cheerfully, letting go of the hunter's wrist in his joy.
The rat smiles at Koln and in a gentle voice asks, "So what are we all having?"
"I think Monsieur LeSaint wants the fish sandwich... " Turning to the drivethrough speaker orders, "Hi, I need one fish sanwhich... hmm, one chocolate milkshake. I do enjoy a good milkshake. Ah, and I know what Socrates wants... Yes, I also need a #2 combo with extra cheese s'il vous plaît? Oh, and Mr. Hunter you wanted... right, And also need one parfait and a large fry. And you?" He asks, turning around in his seat, facing the old fisherman whom makes a gun motion towards his own mouth. "Oh right! I remember! Yes, and a #3, hold the pickles. That is all"
Static follows and a deep menacing voice responds, "That'll be 6.66, as are all our orders at three in the morning here at Solomon's MeatWalk."
Koln pulls up in his car to the window and, after waiting a moment, a dark skinned man in uniform slides open the glass. To say he was merely dark skinned does not quite do it justice, nor was he a shadow person. It is almost as if he emitted his own unique aura, darkened by centuries and centuries of sin... with his own smiley pin and name tag "Hi! I'm 'INCA'." The fast-food employee known as 'Inca' greets everyone in Koln's car with a joyful laugh before handing Koln the bagful of food. Koln gives the minimum wage worker the money - having collected from everyone for their food except for Mr. Hunter whom is a jerk and Koln had to pitch in for.
They pull into a parking space as Socrates, whom is seated next to Koln in the passenger seat begins to explain before digging into his cheesey burger, "You see Koln, your mind is falling apart and some 'pieces' have come loose and sprung up seemingly separate identities. I am of course your reason, although I am not quite happy with the manner of dress I am appearing to you in. Monsieur LeSaint is your compassion, that fisherman there is your... well actually, I think I am going to keep him a secret to you for now. Oh and Mr. Hunter is your cold and uncaring side. I wouldn't listen to him much. When you do you end up hurt..."
"Dammit!" Koln curses as the lid to his milkshake comes free and it spills on his chest, leaving a dark crimson stain. Pointing at it Socrates says with a smirk, "See, I told you."
Fumbling for napkins in his glove compartment he hurries to clean off the stain, "Grr... so are there more of you?"
"Oh yes Koln. Like Legion, we are more... and we are many, especially as your mind continues to crumble and we pieces fall to the floor. Don't try to put it back together... but I do ask that you remember your humanity and what it means to be you. [/sblock]
"... Where's Bothwell?"
"Hello there... uhm, where am I? What time is it?"
There's no response.
"I have to use the men's room. I apologize for the need to strap me down. I do not remember anything about it, but if I made trouble I am sorry."
Loud static responds, and amidst the noise a familiar voice drones on, "Ne tournez jamais votre revers à l'ennemi. S'il semble être mort, le finir tout de suite donc vous êtes certains qu'il EST mort. C'est clair ? Bon, maintenant de vous les étudiants vont à la Classe de Maths."
((Never turn your back to the enemy. If he seems to be dead, finish it immediately so you are certain he IS dead. Is that clear? Good, now off you students go to Math Class))
Koln lets out a groan as he releases the call button. He didn't realize Father Gilles now worked in Denver as a doctor. Or maybe... maybe they had finally found him! His friends are in grave danger. With renewed vigor he snaps the bonds off of his body, only to be restrained back by a single hand.
"Hello there, Kolnyr. Good seeing you again, although I never left." The familiar hunter taunts down at the confused Koln, whom is trying to figure out if this man had just materialized out of thin air of if he's been hiding in the room the whole time.
"Oh, I merely materialized out of thin air. You think much too loudly, you know that? Now I know what you want... you miss your son, don't you? You want to become human again too! Well that's never going to happen, especially with the company you keep. Kill your friends, you will feel a lot better. You can trust me... hehehe I am a priest."
Koln growls under his breath and grips the hunter's wrist. At that moment, from out of the shadows appears Monsieur LeSaint, still dressed completely in black... as if wearing the shadows themselves, and a bird-like carnival masque. He motions to the door, and in walks a 6ft tall anthropomorphic white rat, dressed as if he were to attend a funeral... as the corpse.
"Tres Bien! Socrates, you came to visit me in the hospital!" Koln exclaims cheerfully, letting go of the hunter's wrist in his joy.
The rat smiles at Koln and in a gentle voice asks, "So what are we all having?"
"I think Monsieur LeSaint wants the fish sandwich... " Turning to the drivethrough speaker orders, "Hi, I need one fish sanwhich... hmm, one chocolate milkshake. I do enjoy a good milkshake. Ah, and I know what Socrates wants... Yes, I also need a #2 combo with extra cheese s'il vous plaît? Oh, and Mr. Hunter you wanted... right, And also need one parfait and a large fry. And you?" He asks, turning around in his seat, facing the old fisherman whom makes a gun motion towards his own mouth. "Oh right! I remember! Yes, and a #3, hold the pickles. That is all"
Static follows and a deep menacing voice responds, "That'll be 6.66, as are all our orders at three in the morning here at Solomon's MeatWalk."
Koln pulls up in his car to the window and, after waiting a moment, a dark skinned man in uniform slides open the glass. To say he was merely dark skinned does not quite do it justice, nor was he a shadow person. It is almost as if he emitted his own unique aura, darkened by centuries and centuries of sin... with his own smiley pin and name tag "Hi! I'm 'INCA'." The fast-food employee known as 'Inca' greets everyone in Koln's car with a joyful laugh before handing Koln the bagful of food. Koln gives the minimum wage worker the money - having collected from everyone for their food except for Mr. Hunter whom is a jerk and Koln had to pitch in for.
They pull into a parking space as Socrates, whom is seated next to Koln in the passenger seat begins to explain before digging into his cheesey burger, "You see Koln, your mind is falling apart and some 'pieces' have come loose and sprung up seemingly separate identities. I am of course your reason, although I am not quite happy with the manner of dress I am appearing to you in. Monsieur LeSaint is your compassion, that fisherman there is your... well actually, I think I am going to keep him a secret to you for now. Oh and Mr. Hunter is your cold and uncaring side. I wouldn't listen to him much. When you do you end up hurt..."
"Dammit!" Koln curses as the lid to his milkshake comes free and it spills on his chest, leaving a dark crimson stain. Pointing at it Socrates says with a smirk, "See, I told you."
Fumbling for napkins in his glove compartment he hurries to clean off the stain, "Grr... so are there more of you?"
"Oh yes Koln. Like Legion, we are more... and we are many, especially as your mind continues to crumble and we pieces fall to the floor. Don't try to put it back together... but I do ask that you remember your humanity and what it means to be you. [/sblock]
"... Where's Bothwell?"
izillama
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Wow... Hats off to you, Mike...
Clover looked sideways at Ruby, sorry that she had brought the thought up. How could she be so heartless? Ruby had been a vampire for much longer. Who was Clover to bring up such a delicate topic? Ruby was definitely more religious than Clover had ever been. As a member of the Amish faith, she was probably more terrified of Hell and the thereafter than Clover was, too. Though, Clover assumed--according to Koln--Hell could be just as bad as a cold, unfeeling afterlife: Doomed to walk the earth for all eternity. Always in fear of Judgement.
While thinking this, Clover began to speak. She recited stoically from memory, her eyes unfocused, as she allowed her mind to wander over the images,
"Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice."*
Her eyes became normal again, and her head quickly snapped sideways to look at Ruby, worrying that she might have offended the girl, "I'm so sorry! I should really stop. I don't mean to make you worry or bring up bad thoughts. I'm sorry, Ruby."
*Robert Frost--and, by a cruel twist of fate, the poem with which Stephanie Meyer opens up either the third or fourth one of her Twilight books, I forget which
Clover looked sideways at Ruby, sorry that she had brought the thought up. How could she be so heartless? Ruby had been a vampire for much longer. Who was Clover to bring up such a delicate topic? Ruby was definitely more religious than Clover had ever been. As a member of the Amish faith, she was probably more terrified of Hell and the thereafter than Clover was, too. Though, Clover assumed--according to Koln--Hell could be just as bad as a cold, unfeeling afterlife: Doomed to walk the earth for all eternity. Always in fear of Judgement.
While thinking this, Clover began to speak. She recited stoically from memory, her eyes unfocused, as she allowed her mind to wander over the images,
"Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice."*
Her eyes became normal again, and her head quickly snapped sideways to look at Ruby, worrying that she might have offended the girl, "I'm so sorry! I should really stop. I don't mean to make you worry or bring up bad thoughts. I'm sorry, Ruby."
*Robert Frost--and, by a cruel twist of fate, the poem with which Stephanie Meyer opens up either the third or fourth one of her Twilight books, I forget which
Tale_Weaver
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The Hinterlands
Lacey smiles and says "Oh don't worry about him, he's going where he belongs. Speaking of which, I should call the airport and let them know we are landing soon. Did you say you wanted peanuts?"
Lacey takes out her cell phone and quickly dials a number on it and puts it to her ear. Koln can't hear the person on the other end but he can assume who it is. "We've got him. We are on our way back now....I know it's getting late.....I think Koln has the munchies. Kay bye!"
Lacey hangs up the phone and says to Koln "I don't know about you but I'm glad this is almost over. I mean, it was fun meeting that guy Emerson and stealing that old man's pants but the rest of the trip was kind of a drag really! I also think it freaked the girls out a bit too, I mean with the zombies and all."
Streetlights start to show up along the sides of the road as you enter the outskirts of Denver.
Lacey smiles and says "Oh don't worry about him, he's going where he belongs. Speaking of which, I should call the airport and let them know we are landing soon. Did you say you wanted peanuts?"
Lacey takes out her cell phone and quickly dials a number on it and puts it to her ear. Koln can't hear the person on the other end but he can assume who it is. "We've got him. We are on our way back now....I know it's getting late.....I think Koln has the munchies. Kay bye!"
Lacey hangs up the phone and says to Koln "I don't know about you but I'm glad this is almost over. I mean, it was fun meeting that guy Emerson and stealing that old man's pants but the rest of the trip was kind of a drag really! I also think it freaked the girls out a bit too, I mean with the zombies and all."
Streetlights start to show up along the sides of the road as you enter the outskirts of Denver.
Strider_Koln
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"Peanuts will be... just fine. Bothwell's going where he belongs? That is Hell, you realize that, right? Just because he surrendered doesn't mean he's no longer a vampire... and it doesn't erase his mortal sins. I understand why you did what you did back there, but try it again and I assure you that you will be the one getting staked."
Koln's way of saying 'Thank you' to Lacey.
He keeps looking out the window as he gently pets Socrates' head with his finger, seemingly lost in thought.
Tale_Weaver
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The Broadstreet
Lacey puts a hand over her chest and says "Now Koln, it's not very polite when a guy vampire stakes a girl vampire!"
After driving a little more the streets start to look familiar. The streets you have traveled and come to know so well surround you now and soon Lacey pulls the truck to the curb in front of The Broadstreet. There is a man standing nearby who motions for Lacey to go around to the back parking lot. Normally this small parking lot would be packed with cars but right now at about 4:30 in the morning the parking lot is empty.
Lacey pulls the truck up to a back entrance to the club where 3 men emerge. From their varying heights and builds you can tell that they are Duke, Earl, and the Count, Edward's right hand men. Duke approaches the back of the truck and says in his low emotionless voice to Clover and Ruby "Good morning. You did good." Lacey says to Koln "You can stay in here if you want." before getting out of the truck. Earl and the Count hop into the back of the truck. They whip the blanket off of Bothwell and look down at his paralyzed form. Earl says "Look at this fool man! Used to think he was such a tough guy. Good job staking him though." They hoist Bothwell down to Duke who seems to effortlessly carry the body in his arms by himself. Duke says "I'll let Edward know you're here." The Count helps him get inside while Earl leans against the truck. He says "Rough night huh guys?"
Lacey puts a hand over her chest and says "Now Koln, it's not very polite when a guy vampire stakes a girl vampire!"
After driving a little more the streets start to look familiar. The streets you have traveled and come to know so well surround you now and soon Lacey pulls the truck to the curb in front of The Broadstreet. There is a man standing nearby who motions for Lacey to go around to the back parking lot. Normally this small parking lot would be packed with cars but right now at about 4:30 in the morning the parking lot is empty.
Lacey pulls the truck up to a back entrance to the club where 3 men emerge. From their varying heights and builds you can tell that they are Duke, Earl, and the Count, Edward's right hand men. Duke approaches the back of the truck and says in his low emotionless voice to Clover and Ruby "Good morning. You did good." Lacey says to Koln "You can stay in here if you want." before getting out of the truck. Earl and the Count hop into the back of the truck. They whip the blanket off of Bothwell and look down at his paralyzed form. Earl says "Look at this fool man! Used to think he was such a tough guy. Good job staking him though." They hoist Bothwell down to Duke who seems to effortlessly carry the body in his arms by himself. Duke says "I'll let Edward know you're here." The Count helps him get inside while Earl leans against the truck. He says "Rough night huh guys?"
ladyphoenix
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Ruby smiles sheepishly at the question. Suddenly a horrifying but dark comedic montage of flashbacks flood her head. The scythe through the chest, the broken leg, the brass knuckles to the face and gut, and the toss off the barn ledge.
"..... You might say that" she said with a smirk.
She turned to Clover in response to the recited apocalyptic poetry earlier. "That was actually beautiful, what you said earlier. It is what it is, I need to accept it sooner or later," she concluded softly.
izillama
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Clover smiled back at Ruby, happy that she hadn't made the girl feel worse.
Suddenly conscious of wearing a short skirt and sitting in the back of a truck bed, she stood up and quickly smoothed herself down; more than aware of the three men standing in front of her and their eyes probably wandering where they weren't allowed. She gave Duke, Earl, and the Count an accusing glance, the nodded, "Yes, he was quite a... handful. We're happy to be rid of him. But does Edward really need to see us? I mean, it's betting a bit... early here, don't you think?"
She crossed her arms and looked at Earl reproachfully, as though she expected him to realize his mistake in making them stay and allow them to go home.
Suddenly conscious of wearing a short skirt and sitting in the back of a truck bed, she stood up and quickly smoothed herself down; more than aware of the three men standing in front of her and their eyes probably wandering where they weren't allowed. She gave Duke, Earl, and the Count an accusing glance, the nodded, "Yes, he was quite a... handful. We're happy to be rid of him. But does Edward really need to see us? I mean, it's betting a bit... early here, don't you think?"
She crossed her arms and looked at Earl reproachfully, as though she expected him to realize his mistake in making them stay and allow them to go home.
Tale_Weaver
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The Broadstreet
Earl chuckles and says "I'm sure he won't keep you here. He probably just wants to thank you and tell you when to meet him tomorrow. Formal stuff, ya know?"
Soon after Earl says this the back door of the club opens again and Edward steps out. He says "I thank you all for bringing the scum back here, I'm sure we'll be able to get a lot of useful information from him regarding Thaddeus. However, seeing as how the sun is going to rise in less than 2 hours time this will have to wait until tomorrow night. In the meantime I'd like to ask you all if there is anything I should know before questioning him?"
Earl chuckles and says "I'm sure he won't keep you here. He probably just wants to thank you and tell you when to meet him tomorrow. Formal stuff, ya know?"
Soon after Earl says this the back door of the club opens again and Edward steps out. He says "I thank you all for bringing the scum back here, I'm sure we'll be able to get a lot of useful information from him regarding Thaddeus. However, seeing as how the sun is going to rise in less than 2 hours time this will have to wait until tomorrow night. In the meantime I'd like to ask you all if there is anything I should know before questioning him?"
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