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Post by Project 201 on Jul 7, 2007 23:58:02 GMT -5
Smoke from a cigaret hanging out of a mannish woman mouth traveled through the air, as a six-foot tall woman in a green USA army uniform walked the streets of Chicago. The sun was long gone, on the other side of the world by now as the moon was the only light excluding the streets’ lamps on the streets. The wind began to blow harshly as it was cold and very uncomfortable but for two reasons the woman didn’t even feel it.
One, the clothes she had on protected her from the cold. And two, she was a vampire, being cold was a common, her pale skin alone felt as cold as ice. Something ran through the darkness far behind the street lights as 201 came now stood under a street lamp, taking out her cigaret and turning her head to where she heard something. For many they would never have enough time to react as a man dress in a red soldier uniform with a black mask over his head, also with black gloves and black boots, an XM8 assault rifle strap to his back. He was anything but human, as he too was a vampire, the letters “L. I. S.” was on the right shoulder of the uniform in black letters as he lunged behind 201.
But in a burst of speed 201 drew her machetes and impaled it through the vampire skull stopping him in his tracks as she used the same speed to pull her machetes away, twist around on her boots and slice the vampire head off with the machetes as it exploded into a cloud of dust, her machetes back in her coat pocket. “Jason style, bitch.”
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Post by Drake White on Jul 9, 2007 20:24:21 GMT -5
Drake let out a yawn as he was walking down the streets this late at night. He was sure his overprotected mother was probably worried sick by now, so getting home ASAP would be the best thing to do, as staying out any later would probably leave him to really get an annoying rant from his mom. Though in a way he should be glad he had a mother that cared, others people wasn’t that lucky.
When he came around a corner he saw someone about to jump a lady, but before he could call out to warn her she already cut the man freaking head off. He just stood there in shock as he watched the man’s body burst into ash. Getting out of his frozen state he ran forward and up to the other woman. “Hey! Are you all right? What the hell was that? And what with the US army dress up?”
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Post by Project 201 on Jul 9, 2007 21:08:13 GMT -5
“Damn.” Just her luck someone witnesses her killing a vampire. She had to think of a lie and do so quickly, she didn’t like being asked too many questions and having people find out about all these vampires was the last thing she wanted. She turned around to face the kid. He looked about only like a teenager. Maybe it would be easy to make him doubt what he just saw.
“What thing? Why wouldn’t I be all right? I think you might be seeing things in the dark there kid, and what I wear is my own business...”
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Post by Drake White on Jul 10, 2007 1:45:32 GMT -5
Drake blinked blankly toward the older woman, and then frowned. Though that frown was soon replace with an annoyed look. Did this woman take him for an idiot or something? He know what he saw and he didn’t plan on leaving until he got the truth out of her. “I know what I saw, and I saw you cutting off a man head and him bursting into dust, now what was that thing?”
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Post by Project 201 on Jul 10, 2007 1:52:30 GMT -5
201 didn’t even give the kid an answer, instead she turned her back on the white-haired boy and continued her walk down the street. Who had gray hair at such a young age anyway? That couldn't be a very good sign. Taking up her cigaret and lighter again she returned to her smoking ways as she was hoping the boy wouldn’t care enough to follow her.
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Post by Drake White on Jul 10, 2007 2:03:23 GMT -5
Drake was getting even more irritated by the older woman as he then ran after her breaking her hopes of wanting him to go away. Now catching up to her side since he was fast after all, he slowed down into a walk and glared over to the woman. “Hey I asked you a question. Don’t you know it’s rude to just walk away like that?”
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Post by Project 201 on Jul 10, 2007 2:14:33 GMT -5
“I would have thought you would be smart enough to realize when someone walks away, they have no interest in talking to you,” she said coldly. Taking the cigaret out of her mouth and blowing out a smoke ring before turning her head to the boy. “I’m not interested in playing along with a kid fantasy, run along now.”
She hated to be so rude to someone who just wanted to know if she was all right, but she had little to no choice in the matter. Where you found one soldier you find them all, and she didn’t want to get this kid mixed in the middle of it. She wouldn’t be able to promise his safety then. It was better if she just pissed him off to the point he would leave.
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Post by Drake White on Jul 10, 2007 2:27:46 GMT -5
“Gosh are you always so mean!?” Drake asked angrily. He was starting to regret ever caring for this woman, she was so rude maybe she deserved to be attacked by some creature that could explode into ash after losing his head. Or maybe he was seeing things, but he was too stubborn right now to really admit to such a thing, if it was true or not.
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Post by Project 201 on Jul 10, 2007 2:46:48 GMT -5
"I’m just a bitch,” she stated bluntly. She suddenly stopped dead in her tracks as she smelt other people scents around the area. Four soldiers from all sides around the darkness had their XM8 assault rifles aimed at 201, with a scope for sniper purposes. Letting her cigaret drop to the floor and stepping on it she looked to Drake again, this was her last chance to get him out of here before things got violent. “Get lost kid.”
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Post by Natsuo Ceres on Jul 10, 2007 3:07:47 GMT -5
Natsuo was on a walk around parts of the city his notepad and pen in his hands, ready to write when ever he came up with an idea, today he'd been quite unsuccessful not even getting one phrase, then again he got distracted a couple of times with some girls coming up to him trying to flirt with the boy. And of course he was uninterested, but two of them got pretty persistant which frustrated Natsuo almost to the point where he just wanted to yell. He'd be so stressed out for so long, anyone in his position would be edgy at times.
The boy looked up to the sky, it seemed late, suppose he should get home. His mother was probably sitting there waiting for him to come back to her. If its to late she'll probably be angry.... And he didn't want another drowning. Anyone who would find out about his beatings would probably call him weak, a wip for not fighting back but he was truly strong. he just couldn't bare hurting his mother, after all, wasn't it his fault she only had him left?
His steps got faster as he thought of this, though something else slowly got his attention, farther down the street the he was on he saw a woman kill a vampire, it did not bother him, though it surprised him, for she seemed to be a vampire as well. But it was none of his business, nor that of the nosy familiar boy who ended up following her as she walked in Natsuo's direction. He seemed not to know of vampires.... Well then what was the point in knowing when it could just bring fear?
This woman must just bring violence with her every step she took, there where more after her already. Natsuo closed his eyes wondering where he should do something or not. Maybe get the kid out of the action... Help the lady.... He opened them again to watch the scene for a moment with his purple eyes.
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