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Post by Jinx on Jan 19, 2009 13:06:18 GMT -5
"I see so you also have magic coursing through your veins...." Mel asked with a smile looking over Page. "Atleast a healing magic could be considered a blessing, a miracle if you will." he said looking around at the city. "I sensed creatures like me here also, you were not the one I sensed a much darker force is what I felt. Do you know of the ones I'm talking of?" he asked looking back to Page. "I myself however just want to find a sanctuary."
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Post by Nick on Jan 19, 2009 16:07:56 GMT -5
"I know not of any dark force, though I DID smell some blood on the one I'm looking for. Perhaps I was wrong, perhaps she wasn't evil but was just recently in a great fight and the smell of the blood stayed with her. She should be here somewhere..."
Page looked down from the roof, peering into the windows of room after room. Empty...empty...empty...
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Post by Jinx on Jan 19, 2009 21:38:58 GMT -5
Mel watched him look through the windows and quickly started doing the same hanging on from the window ledges and mostly leaping with just his arms. With his new powers he did find he had great strenght. He then peered into Ezekeal and Elander's room and almost lost his grip quickly ducking his head down. "Here!" he wispered to Page "The darkness is coming from in here"
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Post by Nick on Jan 20, 2009 11:36:50 GMT -5
Page looked into the window, blinking. Yes, he could smell her in this room!
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Post by earlyrose on Jan 25, 2009 6:37:22 GMT -5
ooc//You do realise that Zekeal and Elander have left the Inn and have gone to Beth and Vince's? And I sense a similarity between Beth and Alice Cullen...
bic//"Thanks," murmed Elander, shutting the door behind her so Beth wouldn't see her staring around at the bathroom. It was beautiful. It smelt of, Elander sniffed the air, lemon and honey. It was a refreshing scent, and Elander relised she must reek compared to this. She strode over to the bath confidently, but soon relised she didn't really know how to control it. She saw the plug and inserted that- she knew that much. But the taps confused her. They had symbols on them- letters. Elander frowned. She'd never learnt to read. Oh well. She twisted the tap with the C sign on it. The water came out icy. She lept back, but stiftled a yelp. She relised bitterly that it didn't matter if she was heard; Beth had probably already watched her doing this. She quickly twisted the C tap back the other way and the flow stopped. Then she twisted the H tap. It came out warm. Lovely. She turned to the shelves to look for some soap. An array of about twenty different scented soaps lay across the shelf, delicately arranged. She smiled grimly. Obviously Beth's doing...
Zekeal shrugged, unapologetic. "I'm not interested. But why come to live in a village? Why aren't you nomads?" he asked bluntly, looking at Vince accusingly. Stupid Elander. Why did she even want to come? He hated Beth's wierd knowing what you were worried about because she'd seen it. He hated Vince's understanding soft smiles. He felt like ripping them both limb from limb. Urg. He slumbed down into the nearest chair. It had an impossibly thick cushion and Zekeal sank deep into it, to his displeasure. Why didn't they just have wooden chairs?! He groaned, standing up again.
After her wash, Elander navigated correctly to her room, and found the wardrobe. She picked out a crisp shirt and some rough trousers. She looked smart, but like a servant. Well, it was the look she wanted. She wondered if it would do the same thing as her normal clothes when she shifted. Normally she could just shift and when she shifted back she would be wearing them again. It took practice, though, and she busted alot of her clothes by not shifting back in the same position as when she had first shifted, which was more than annoying. But she'd had time to perfect it. She raised her eyebrows at her clean, smart reflection in the large mirror- real glass- and began to make her way back downstairs.
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Post by Nick on Jan 25, 2009 8:58:35 GMT -5
Page pushed open the window and sniffed around. Yes, her scent was still strong. She herself wasn't in there, but she'd been there recently.
He flew back up to the roof and smelled the air again, trying to track her scent. But instead what he smelled was something...odd. Something...bubbling and gooey. And close by.
He put his hooded cloak back on, then flapped down to the back alleys, following the smell into a shop...and seeing an odd-looking man wearing a hooded cloak like himself. He seemed to be blind...white eyes popped out from the dark folds of the hood.
[glow=red,2,300]"Welcome. My potions work very well, they do." [/glow]He told Page.
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Post by Xero on Jan 25, 2009 15:39:28 GMT -5
Beth danced herself down to the piano, sitting down to play again. Vince smiled softly from behind the book and said, "We are not nomads because we believe that there is a place for even us. Elander is not a stupid young lady, She wanted you to come so you both could learn to have some form of peace. And wooden chairs aren't nearly as comfortable."
Beth sighed and stopped playing, looking up at Vince. "You need to leave other people's minds alone.", She said.
"Relax, Both of you.", Vince said, and out of nowhere Beth started to relax.
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Post by earlyrose on Jan 25, 2009 16:26:39 GMT -5
Zekeal glared angrily at Vince- but part of him was glad. He obviously only saw the surface thoughts- not the deep ones. The deep ones that meant he'd never really thought Elander was stupid; but she had got him into this stupid mess. It wasn't long before his anger melted away, and he began relaxing too. (I'm guessing that seeing my thoughts and being able to alter others emotions are his powers then?) It was strange; he hadn't relaxed in years and years; at least, not while he was consicous. Then he brought himself back to reality. He had to get out of Vince's and Beth's company. "Tell Elander I'll be back later," he said shortly and was out of the door in a flash. On the step he took a breather and headed into town aimlessly. It didn't matter where he went- he just wanted to be out of the stupid house. Suddenly a scent caught his nose. Wolf-like, but human. Yet not like Elander's smell. Hers was natural; she'd inherited her wolfishness. In this scent, the wolf-scent wasn't part of the human one, but wrapped around it, like it had been forced there unnaturally. A werewolf... Zekeal grinned. He felt like a hunt; and it was nice to hunt baddies instead of innocents for once. He sprang easily onto the tiled roof of the Tudor's house and scanned the village roofs with his good eyesight. He spotted the werewolf with ease; it was blending into the grey tiles of the Inn. Zekeal let his hunting instints take over, and venom welled in his mouth. He hissed, and sprang towards the beast.
Elander entered the room with Beth and Vince. She looked around for Zekeal. "Has he gone to do some reading?" she smirked. That was hardly likely. He'd probably gone out. El smiled at Beth. "I heard you playing the piano from upstairs. It's really beautiful," she said. At least she made an effort, even if she didn't really like Beth. Well, it wasn't about her, it was about Zekeal, and this was going to be good for him. Hopefully.
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Post by Nick on Jan 25, 2009 17:05:01 GMT -5
Page blinked nervously and stepped back. "What IS this place?"
[glow=red,2,300]"I sell potions here. Those that will bewitch the mind and soul, free the heart from darkness and light, that will make you think you're either meeting God or the Devil..."[/glow] Page wondered. What if...
"Could you...if you have not already...make a potion that would cure somebody of being cursed to look like a beast?"
[glow=red,2,300]"Oh, rather simple. But I sell in exchange for FAVORS. And I need something in exchange for a potion like that."[/glow] "Like what?"
The man grinned. [glow=red,2,300]"Blood of vampire, hair of werewolf, fang of dragon, the robe of a magus. Find those and bring them back here to me, and you shall have your potion."[/glow]
Page nodded and bowed. "I'll go find them right away, sir!" With that, he left the shop, aiming to find the roof...
The smell of blood...that smell he'd smelt on the woman...it was STRONGER now and...
He looked up and saw. SAW.
VAMPIRE!!!
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Post by Xero on Jan 25, 2009 17:30:29 GMT -5
Beth said, "Thanks, it took me... VINCE!"
With in a moment, Vince was next to Beth. "What changed...", Vince said, pulling out a piece of paper and a pen. Setting it down, Beth started to draw out a small creature that wore a hood, the wings were almost angelic.
"Vince we have to find Zeke.... He is in trouble from this...", She said, shaking.
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Post by Jinx on Jan 25, 2009 20:13:54 GMT -5
Mel watched Page leave and lightly landed on the ground glad he was atleast kind of helpful. He streched his back a little and then adjusted his bag when the wind blew past him his eyes widened. "Somethings coming." he whispered and placed the sign of the cross on him as he walked towards the church yard towards the cemetery. "Hallow ground is a safe place for me now."
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Post by earlyrose on Jan 26, 2009 12:50:26 GMT -5
Elander peered over Beth's shoulder. She wasn't worried; Zekeal could take care of himself. However, when she saw the drawing, she gasped. "I've met that thing. But he wouldn't hurt Zekeal. He's a healer." But in the picture he looked determined.
Zekeal saw the werewolf disappear into the streets, heading for the cementary, crossing himself. How ironic; that something so evil would think itself good. He sprang after it, keeping to the shadows, alert for new scents and danger.
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Post by Nick on Jan 26, 2009 13:00:45 GMT -5
Page followed the scent of the vampire. It wasn't hard...and soon he was catching up to him...
The vampire was headed for the cemetary...along with Mel. Perhaps...AFTER Mel?
Vampires and werewolves could have INTENSE rivalries. Perhaps...
It wouldn't be too hard. He'd ask the vampire to surrender some of his own blood peacefully and leave. Then he'd ask Mel for some of his hair. How hard could it be?
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Post by earlyrose on Jan 26, 2009 14:14:16 GMT -5
Zekeal sniffed the air and smelt something ..curious.. behind him. What was it about this place that attracted creatures of the night? He thought for a moment; he was rather enjoying this hunt, but whatever was following was distracting. And he didn't need to hunt, just felt like it. He turned and traced the scent, appearing in front of Page. "Who are you?" he snarled, his amber eyes flashing dangerously. It was safe to say Zekeal wasn't in a rational mood.
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Post by Jinx on Jan 26, 2009 15:03:26 GMT -5
Mel's eyes widened as he felt the a familiar dark presense and another one that came from that room collide together. He had no reasons for saftey now and raced for where Page was and immediatly caught up due to his increased speed.
He jumped in front of Page eyes wide and faced Zekeal glaring wickedly and then glanced over at Page "Get out of here, he's going to hurt you." he warned "Vampires are unrational monsters that just love to kill. Your small form will never keep up!" he warned
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