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Post by Nich on Jan 11, 2005 20:59:12 GMT -5
Nich and Beth walk holding hands down the marina towards his bike...
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Post by Elizabeth on Jan 11, 2005 21:01:15 GMT -5
Elizabeth follows Nich over to his bike as they both walk away from the marina as she keeps hold of his hand..
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Post by Nich on Jan 11, 2005 21:04:14 GMT -5
Nich puts Beth on his bike and climbs on behind her..He starts the bike and kickstand up ...he kisses and plyfully bites her neck
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Post by Elizabeth on Jan 11, 2005 21:07:29 GMT -5
Smiles as Elizabeth climbs onto Nich's bike and feels Nich getting on the bike behind her as she smiles.. then lets him start up and pull away from the marina..
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Post by Nich on Jan 11, 2005 21:24:32 GMT -5
speeds off to his haven with Beth upfront...
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 10, 2005 16:23:57 GMT -5
A very long black stretched limo pulls up. The spinners flash and spin for several long minutes and the window is cracked. The sounds of keys clicking on a keyboard carries outside and two ghouls stand guard on either side, outside the limo, armed with desert eagle 45's with very special rounds.(Aggrevated damage.) He waits patiently for the arrival of his newly acquired pen pal.
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Post by Aziona Xanthus on Feb 10, 2005 20:22:21 GMT -5
Aziona stood watching from the shadows for a while, her tri colored orbs gazing at the limo. She didn’t say a word just stood there head lowering as she stepped from the shadows. The dim light bathed across the crown of ebony curls that hung loosely over her shoulders.
Aziona didn’t lift her head to gaze up at the limo until she was nearly beside the vehicle. Clutching her fur coat around herself Aziona had never been found of cold weather, her New Orleans was always warm even in the dead of winter.
Aziona paused a few feet away, her head tilting to the side gazing intently at Alan’s ghouls. She knew better than to approach any further without permission, her eyes flashing a glowing yellow briefly for a moment.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 10, 2005 21:22:37 GMT -5
The window rolls down and Alans hand waves the ghouls off. The window rolls up and the door opens to an empty seat. "Have a seat, madam." Comes a deep though somehow comforting voice.
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Post by Aziona Xanthus on Feb 10, 2005 21:28:42 GMT -5
Aziona eyed the ghouls for a moment before making her way over to the open car door. In this life she feared few things and this current time and place wasn’t one of them. As requested her frame disappeared into the car, door shutting behind her
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 10, 2005 21:30:29 GMT -5
Sitting across from her in the dimly lit limo is Alan. A man that seems to exude with every movement the sense of power and strength, though not in a negative manner.
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Post by Aziona Xanthus on Feb 10, 2005 21:36:32 GMT -5
As she always did Aziona lifted her tri colored eyes to gaze her first glance at Alan. Within seconds she began analyzing every movement he made even down to how his lips curled as he spoke to her.
Aziona’s almost chiseled features where devoid of emotion
“ I bid you a good eve Mousier’ MacKnight I presume? “ she said, her thick Creole accent barely above a whisper. In Aziona’s day and age women where to be seen and not to be heard, it was unbecoming for a female to command her presence using her voice
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 10, 2005 21:44:47 GMT -5
Alan's ever action seems to be controlled. There is nothing in his demeanor that gives up an emotion, besides a sense of honorable cordiality. "Indeed. It is an honor to meet you Madam Aziona. Please forgive the presence of my men. They're only desire is to protect their master. And your title was as much a warning as it was information."
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Post by Aziona Xanthus on Feb 10, 2005 21:51:44 GMT -5
Settling back into the seat Aziona crossed a leg over the other, her hands moving to rest in her lap.
“ Information these days can be a very dangerous thing no? But you must remember everywhere in the world is not like the next place eh?”<br> “ Where I come from there is none of your kind, no Camarilla active in our city. You should not fear a word such as Archbishop Mousier’ it is just information is it not?”<br> “ You being a Ventrue I would be lead to assume you know sometimes that words are just words. Now the persons actions are what causes paradox in our society today”<br> Once again the prized True Brujah intellect rose up to fit the occasion
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 10, 2005 21:58:16 GMT -5
An eyebrow raises and a very slight grin emerges from his face. "Well now. That all depends on the person behind the title, doesn't it. They were a mere precaution. You don't gain the titles I have gained by being slipshot."
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Post by Aziona Xanthus on Feb 10, 2005 22:08:35 GMT -5
“ I would presume Mousier’ MacKnight that you are a smart gentleman are you not?”
A brow arching with his, a soft smile curling on her lips. Continuing Aziona’s voice near rose very far above a whisper.
“ I do believe this to be true or I would not have spent my time looking for you. I wanted to go ahead and speak to you personally. I offer a friendship of sorts, allies to you Mousier’”
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