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Post by Kait on Dec 26, 2004 15:50:36 GMT -5
*Alessandra stared at the woman for a moment, a smirk growing on her lips. While Alessandra had never trusted anyone completely, she didn't see the harm in trusting this one for a while. After all, she hadn't let her down yet... and she was quite interesting.* "Of course... Let's hurry before he finds us..." *Alessandra smiled, gesturing for her to lead the way.*
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Post by Saturn on Dec 27, 2004 4:29:11 GMT -5
Trevor heard the voices down the hall. He remembered that children lived there as well. He placed the priest back down on the ground, that solemn look on his face haunting him. He wasn't too comfortable with the thought of death, never was. The last thing he wanted to do was to let little children see what had happened here.
He walked back towards where he heard the voices, the sickenening feeling in his stomach getting worse the closer he got, but ignored it figuring he must have eaten a bad cheeseburger or something.
He stopped a nun coming out of the hallway.
"Sister, something has happened," he said, with a sound of regret in his voice and told her about the priest. A look of terror came over her face and she palced her hand over her mouth to stiffle any cries of sorrow that may have come out.
She rushed into the main hall and collapsed by the fallen body of the priest, holding him as she wept.
Trevor knew he couldn't console her, so he proceeded to head for the priest's office to use the phone to call the police.......
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Post by Sy'mara on Dec 31, 2004 13:10:14 GMT -5
Sy'mara nodded to her companion and opened the door slowly looking both ways down the hall. Voices could be heard...obviously the children, Sy'mara also could here hushed voices and feel the sensation of sorrow was in the air. They have found the priest body.
She wasted no time hurrying down the church hallway, both her own and her companions footsteps unheard. She came to the kitchen door and slowly pushed it open, stepping in when she saw no one was there. Looking to the other vampire she nodded towards the otherside of the room, there was a trap door on the floor with an old styled latch.
More footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway. Sy'mara quickly urged the other to go first.
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Post by Kait on Dec 31, 2004 18:06:18 GMT -5
*Nodding to her companion, Alessandra quickly crouched by the door, unlatching it and cautiously opening it, not wanting to be heard. Then, with movements as graceful and quiet as a cat's, she dropped through the opening, landing softly on the ground below. She briefly took a look at her dark surroundings, but swiftly moved out of the way as her partner leapt down beside her.* "Where does this lead...?"
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Post by Sy'mara on Jan 1, 2005 0:30:05 GMT -5
Sy'mara scanned her surroundings, pinpointing the exit.
"Through those doors..."
There were two wooden double doors slanted downward, much like an old fashion cellar from the outside. Everything remained old and antique in the New Orleans environment.
Not waiting to be found, Sy'mara hurried ahead the other vampire only to see that the doors were locked. This posed as no obstacle for the old vampress, through her years she had gained quite a bit of strength from her darkness. Easily it seemed the bent the lock until it lurched open, as she threw open the doors. Unfortunately she concentrated to hard on her strength that she forgot to remain unseen. One of the doors had been thrown off their latches...perfect trail for others to follow. Sy'mara knew this.
"Hurry." she snapped as the other jumped through the doors exiting into the night, which remained young, Sy'mara quickly followed her.
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Post by Saturn on Jan 1, 2005 10:54:46 GMT -5
Trevor was passing through the kitchen when heard a noise of breaking metal. He stopped and opened the door to the kitchen, expecting to find one of the children out of bed.
"What?" he said, finding the trap door to the cellar open. He entered the kitchen and proceeded into the cellar.
'Maybe one of the children are down here,' he thought as he lept down into the cellar.
He was shocked at what he found. He stood in front of the wooden doors, holding a broken lock in his hand and before him was one of the heavy wooden doors broken off its hinges.
He now knew who had come through here, the ones who had killed the priest. A look of anger came over his face. He wasn't goin to let the police deal with this, he had the chance to take matters into his own hands, and that's what he intended to do. He threw the lock down into the dirt and took off into the night with one thing on his mind, revenge......
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Post by Kait on Jan 1, 2005 20:56:57 GMT -5
*Alessandra stopped for a brief moment once they were outside, but then she felt it... They were being followed. Not wasting another moment, Alessandra grabbed her companion by the hand, pulling her in one direction...* "Hurry... Come with me... I know where we can go..." *Swiftly and silently, the two vampires hurried through the streets of New Orleans, Alessandra never once slowed down... Something just wasn't right about the presence she had felt in the church. She wasn't about to let this night be ruined...
Eventually, the pair reached the old, darkened apartment where Alessandra had recently taken up residence. Once leading her companion through the door, Alessandra shut and locked it behind her. Sighing in relief, she paused for a moment, looking at the beautiful vampire in her company...* "Something isn't right... We shouldn't leave this place tonight... I don't feel that it's safe..."
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Post by Sy'mara on Jan 1, 2005 23:25:33 GMT -5
Sy'mara looked around in the darkness, her eyes easily seeing that she was in a shaded room, the home of her companion. They both stood in silence, one staring at the other...the only noise being that of their mortal breathing.
"The name is, Sy'mara." she said in a raspy whisper echoing in the dark. She figured it was about time she learned this strangers name. They've killed together, that meant something.
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Post by Andoral on Jan 1, 2005 23:39:05 GMT -5
Leon strolled through the streets, nonchalantly. His booted feet kicked up in front of him as he strolled, softly whistling a tune of old to himself. The night was late, he had already dined from a whore, he was won by his charms rather easily. She was going to give him a free night....rather tastless...he only wanted on thing. Blood.
Now that he was full, his skin glew with a vibrancy only fellow vampires woudl recognize.
There was however, a reason for Leon to be in this town of New Orleans. It wasn't often that this Independent actually had a lot to be somewhere or do something. He lived his immortal nights laid back and full of excitement.
He knew his sister Sy'mara owned a bar "Rue de Chartres"....she had taste in words he had to admit that. It took quite a few peoples lives and coaxing to find out where she was, she obviously would have liked to remain unknown to anyone she had any ties with.
"Sorry, sister, but times up." he whispered to himself as his thoughts stopped. It was then he smelt it, great fear...a woman's fear. A nun's fear? Leon was puzzled by this and at first was going to over look it, however when his vampiric senses caught a cry of sorrow, he was curious.
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Post by Kait on Jan 2, 2005 19:24:36 GMT -5
*Alessandra's full lips turned upwards in a smile, her pale green eyes focusing on those of her companion.* "Sy'mara... It's beautiful..." *She slowly turned, quietly making her way over to one of the many candles in the room. She lit it quickly, providing some light, even though it wasn't needed for the vampires... She had always loved candlelight... When she had finished, she glanced over her shoulder at Sy'mara, speaking softly.* "My name is Alessandra..."
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Post by Andoral on Jan 3, 2005 0:49:32 GMT -5
Leon had no trouble finding the church. He ented the chapel as if he owned the place, swinging a door open and stepping in. He stopped as soon as he entered and surveyed his surroundings. His eyes trailed and fell upon the bent figure of a nun over a dead body. His head cocked with a smirk of amusement.
"What 'ave we got 'ere." he mocked in an English accent as he stepped towards her. He purposely made his boots make the mortal footstep as he approached her. She looked up at him in horror and back away, reluctant to leave the body of the dead priest.
Leon looked to her and hissed, making her shudder closer to the wall. Snicker a bit, he looked down at the priest, kneeling.
"Ol' bastard...not telling what got you." he said as he let his fingers trail the cold lips of the priest. Then an eyebrow rose on his brow as his gloved fingers trailed to the man's neck.
"--surprise, surprise." he said with a smirk as he saw a clean bite upon his jugular. Standing up he sniffed the air. He knew it wasn't Sy'mara's kill, for she foolishly left a trademark, not very smart for those not wanting to be found...she left coins. Those coins he followed.
Stepping over the dead priest and ignoring the shivering nun he walked down the hall, quieting his steps, his black apparel blending him in with the darkness.
It did not take him long to find the dead body of the second kill...this being Sy'mara's. He was on her trail.
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Post by Saturn on Jan 4, 2005 10:47:48 GMT -5
Trevor knew he was running as if he knew where he was going, but it was strange. It was as if his body knew exactly where to go. He couldn't hear any footsteps, he couldn't see anyone. All he had to go on was a vile feeling in the pit of his stomach, and something very faint in the air.
'What is that?' he thought,'Perfume? No. Then, what is it? I know that smell, but how?'
His mind flashed to the night he was attacked by that beast and of the dark figures that appeared out of nowhere and saved his hide.
'Whatever that smell is, it's getting stronger,' he thought again as he got closer.
Eventually, Trevor came to a series of buildings that looked rather old. New Orleans is an old city, but this part had an aura about it. He couldn't describe it, but the feeling in his stomach was starting to get worse again.....
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Post by Sy'mara on Jan 8, 2005 18:03:14 GMT -5
Sy'mara eyed her surroundings. She knew they were a few hours yet till dawn...however time seemed to be flying by for the vampress...it always did after a good kill.
She looked to her new companion...Alessandra. A very enchanting name, one which Sy'mara could not wait to feel of as it rolled off her tongue, therefore she repeated so it would echoe in the dark, using her silent whispering it seemed to echo wherever there was darkness.
"Alessandra."
There was a still staring moment between the two. Sy'mara smirked.
"Your name matches the manner of which you kill...Erotic almost."
((Levi gave me permission to play his character Leon, should I?))
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Post by Kait on Jan 8, 2005 21:06:54 GMT -5
((It's up to you. You might want to wait until he has the opportunity to find our characters though. Somehow I don't think he'd find the apartment building AND the correct apartment.))
*Alessandra smirked, her pearly white fangs quite visible. That voice... It nearly sent a shiver down her spine... It was chilling and yet so alluring...* "I've always prefered pleasure to fear... If he hadn't been a priest, I would've given you a good show..." *She laughed softly, taking a seat on her sofa, crossing her legs as she brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes...* "Please... Sit. If you're going to stay, you should be as comfortable as possible."
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Post by Saturn on Jan 10, 2005 3:42:31 GMT -5
Trevor scanned the buildings looking at each one of them. He didn't know whinch way to go, but he decided to trust his gut. He moved into the direction of a very nice looking building. Very old and very nostalgic.
He entered the building and caught a wiff of that odd scent. He wasn't going to go on that alone. He was hoping he was in the right building.
He felt strange. Part of him felt like he was hunting, and he was enjoying it.....
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