rainlightlyn
Grand High Paladin
There is no one true way, but hundreds of different ways.
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Post by rainlightlyn on Dec 7, 2003 2:31:49 GMT
Kurayami grinned.
"Great! I'll go with you!"
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Post by Kitsun on Dec 7, 2003 3:32:47 GMT
A girl, probably no more than eighteen, watched from her perch on the back of a booth, smirking all the while. What clothes could be seen were black, but her hair was a brilliant orange, and her eyes were an intense, almost glowing, yellow-green. She didn't drink, but bars were often good places to amuse oneself, as her brother had taught her.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Dec 7, 2003 4:04:18 GMT
A man at the bar felt someone brush past him. The blonde haired, blue eyed man, looked around, obviously being pulled from deep thought.
Vex looked around and spotted the mob, and two fleeing people. A small group of people around another table, and girl with very bright orange hair over to one side.
He vacated his seat, expecting the mob to run by any second, and went to one of the tables on her side of the room, where it was quiet.
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Post by Kitsun on Dec 7, 2003 4:23:18 GMT
"Quite a show, huh?" She had a strange accent, like no foreginer he'd ever heard. Though she seemed to be enjoying herself, her eyes had a coldness to them that spoke of being well able to take care of herself. This thought was often negated by the fact that she was small, not even five and a half feet tall, and weighing not much more than a hundred pounds, though she wasn't frail.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Dec 7, 2003 4:36:30 GMT
Vex turned to her, not expecting her to talk to him.
"This is why I like it here, whenever I get distracted, it's usually by something funny."
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Post by Kitsun on Dec 7, 2003 4:42:43 GMT
From through a thick fringe of orange hair, her almost glowing yellow-green eyes watched the stranger, appraising him. She might have seemed at ease, but she was wound tighter than a spring, a fighter born, not made. She had peculiar gloves on her hands, black leather ones that didn't even come up to her first knuckle, leaving most of her finger bare.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Dec 7, 2003 5:03:22 GMT
Vex felt her eyes on him. His spikey short hair didn't his his gaze well, so he had to be careful.
He wore a brown leather jacket, it showed wear, it was obvious he wore it a lot..
His blue eyes sweeped the room, pretending to be taking it in, so he could steal glances.
There was something different about her... He could sense it.
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Post by Kitsun on Dec 7, 2003 5:09:25 GMT
She didn't hide the fact she was appraising him, seeing if he was trouble, or worth her time. Him, or anyone else in the room, if he looked carefully.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Dec 7, 2003 5:20:06 GMT
"Look's like it's gonna get ugly alright..." Vex observed. Trying to start a bit of a conversation.
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Post by Kitsun on Dec 7, 2003 5:26:54 GMT
"I hope," she agreed. "I'm bored."
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Post by Ebony on Dec 7, 2003 5:57:36 GMT
Daniel looked at the shadow walker, "Not bloody likely. I'd take on that entire mob by my self, before I would let you tag along." he walked swiftly past the man and grabbed his bag.
Looking inside to check it's contence, he looked at the two strange people that had been watching him. "Ta!" he spoke with a smile.
Daniel walked straight into the crowds, his trenchcoat flaring around his feet. When he got to the head of the mob, he lowered his head and bolted through them with untold speed.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Dec 7, 2003 6:09:11 GMT
The action was starting.
Vex's eyes and head followed the action.
Largo moved closer in anticipation of the upcoming fight that he would have to stop.
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Post by Ebony on Dec 7, 2003 6:20:29 GMT
Daniel stepped out the door, the sunlight was in full scream. He turned around, the mob was looking for him. They wanted a fight. Well lets not dissapoint.
He pulled out of his bag, a leathal pair of daggers. Each with a different description. "Now, let's dance." his echoing words caught the people by surprise. They rushed him. Daniel pulled his dagger up and slashed out the man nearest him's throat out. He smiled as he watched the blood run down.
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Post by Kitsun on Dec 7, 2003 14:18:32 GMT
Kitsun's smile slipped, leaving her face cold and emotionless. Her eyes were locked onto the fight, watching everything with a predatorial intensity.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Dec 7, 2003 14:47:35 GMT
Vex watched the fight, but couldn't ignore the girl sitting near him. He could feel she was dangerous.
Largo ordered them all to stop, and grabbed one of the mob, throwing him accross the room.
Vex was pulled from his thoughts as a man smashed through the table next to the one he was sitting at, then jumped to his feet and leapt over the divide to the booth the girl was in, just as a man crashed through his own table. He sat down halfway across the table from her.
"Mind if I join you?" He asked from his new position.
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