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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 12, 2006 21:54:47 GMT -5
Jericho sat in the Hunter's room of the club. He was sitting at a lone card table with a fold up chair supporting his stout frame. He had a large file open, pictures upon pictures upon pictures of a blurred monstrous creature, taken over the last few years. Each picture there was a slight varient in the monsters appearence. Also there was survivor reports on the beast and otopsies of his victims. In large red bold letters across the file was the word Malix. Jericho was studying the pictures and the reports, in hish and a written description of the beast. A few knocks came at the door. "Come in!" He said, pulling his hair from his eye.
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Post by Яд CoBaka on Sept 13, 2006 13:47:54 GMT -5
A slender women with light blond hair pulled back into a neat but at the base of her neck slowly entered. She had a brimmed hat covering most of her face and a flared jacket sweeping at her trousered ankles. A pair of dark eyes shown under the shadows of the mans style hat. Her hands rested in the deep pockets of her pinstriped pants, as she strode over to stand at the other end of the table. "I hear you are the one to talk to about...things." She said in a very feminine voice, "Abnormal things perhaps? Have I heard right?" She tilted her head further down so all that was able to see was a very red, pouty looking lip.
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 13, 2006 19:05:54 GMT -5
Jericho's eyes studied her figure, then he placed his hand inside his coat. "Yeah... I run this fine establishment..." He smirked, pulling his hair from his face. He could tell immediatly she was a werewolf. "Now... Tell me... what brings one such as yourself into the lions den, I mean Club Nova... sorry my tongue must have slipped." He gave no other indications that he knew though.
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Post by Яд CoBaka on Sept 13, 2006 19:15:01 GMT -5
She kept an eye on the hand of his that was now held on the inside of his jacket, knowing that he was certain to know what she was, it was his job. At his slip up a smirk came to rest on her lips and she raised her head to look straight into his face, he did not intimidate her...to be affraid of death was weak. "I hear there has been rumors of a.." She paused as she searched for a word, "Creature, that has troubled the area? I may be able to help...if you are interested."
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 13, 2006 19:30:28 GMT -5
Jericho pulled his hand from his coat. It was obvious she didn't mean any harm. "I thought Elios has all the details out on the beast... Both us hunters and you Supernaturals are all out searching for it..." He pushed the huge file toward her. "The things name... it calls itself Malix.. it's around 3000 years of age... updates it appearence every hundred years, makes slight changes constantly.. it's a Crimson Tear vampire..."
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Post by sean on Sept 13, 2006 19:39:56 GMT -5
The back door to a room swung open. The loud clammering was accompanied by a shadowy figure that came in. It wore a mask with a yellow Martini glass design on it. (( See picture below )) Waving a manila folder in his hands. His eyes were closed, indicating he was smiling under the mask.
"Ohh, Sir Jerico. We got that Raphael.............."
He threw a manila folder onto the table. Opening his his to look at the figure before Jerico.
"Ohh, Your girlfriend sir. Never knew it about ya."
He teased knowing that she wasn't but still like to give he boss a hard time.
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 13, 2006 19:46:09 GMT -5
Jericho smirked. "Alright.. good job, but we're dropping all of our hunts for right now... inform all the hunters around." He smirked. "This is a Lycan... We have a truce with the supernatural beings for right now... a certain beast, plaguing us both is in the area." He pushed the file toward Sean. "Malix... read up... He's already killed about ten of our best... including Shadiko and Mikey..." He then leaned back in his chair. "Ripped em all to shreds.."
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Post by sean on Sept 13, 2006 20:01:46 GMT -5
Sean took a seat on the other side of the table awau from Jerico. Scanning trough the files. He slid off his Hockey mask, letting it fall onto the table. Showing beautiful golden amber hair in the light. He gazed over the pictures. Looking at the pale figure.
"Hmm, Nice eyes. Deep red. Every piture. Must get alot of girls him. But, why do the SN what him?"
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 13, 2006 20:09:07 GMT -5
Jericho reached into his jacket and pulled out a white patch with a red cross over it. "The Crusade... They have tracking Malix for about two thousand years... now that he's showed up here... So have they.. since we aren't affiliated with the Crusade.." He kicked his legs up onto the table, and pulled out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. "and we know that SNU exists... Elios figured he had a better chance of reasoning with us, then them."
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Post by sean on Sept 13, 2006 20:34:08 GMT -5
"I was to young to remember the crusades."
He kept looking through the files, then looked up to see Jerico light up a ciggarette.
"Hey, can i bum one of those off of you?"
Sean tried to sneak in a smoke every now and then, being that he was seventeen and not old enough to buy any, he'd always have to bum them from other people. Forgetting wether Jerico let him smoke or not.
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 13, 2006 20:40:49 GMT -5
Jericho tossed one across the table, then lit one up himself. He took a few puffs. "The Crusade... the international Hunters Guild funded by the UN..." He sighed, dropping his head slightly. "The Crusades, that they were based on, was a holy war..." He then grabbed a photo. "Anyway... the Crusade showing up here, they are threatenin the school.. so they are trucin with us... to get Malix out of town... and we are agree'n cuz we don't them damn Crusaders takin the credit for takin down that accursed school..." He took along drag on his cigarette.
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Post by Яд CoBaka on Sept 15, 2006 17:13:46 GMT -5
((My goodness you two have been busy!))
Alek had remained silent as the second hunter entered the room. She watched him and his slouchy behavior and was not surprised to see that he was a young man when he removed his mask. She found it out of character for one in such a position to suddenly reveal much of what she would have thought was confidencial. As the folder was pushed to her she barely looked down at it, "I am well aquanted with it." She said still keeping her eyes on his. At the Jericho's words of 'Shredding' his comrads, she only raised an eyebrow, "What a monster." Alek listened to every word that was being said ignoring all of the mentions to the school she taught at. "You are quick to jump to conclusions sir." She said bluntly, the more she was here the more unimpressed she was with these mortals. She slid gracefully into an empty chair, "You've not even heard the terms of this...truce yet."
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 16, 2006 18:55:50 GMT -5
Jericho pulled a sheet of paper from his jacket. "The truce, signed by both me and Elios states.. No hunter associated with Nova shall attack any student associated with SNU... and visa versa... those are the terms of the truce..."
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Post by Яд CoBaka on Sept 17, 2006 21:01:32 GMT -5
"If you don't mind," She said leaning forward, "I don't have all day." Alek glanced at the other man sitting at the table, for some reason he made her feel uncomfortable. She gave him a smile and looked back at Jericho.
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 17, 2006 21:08:35 GMT -5
Jericho pushed foreward the files, then leaned back in his chair. "Look at them all ya want... no found weaknesses.. the heart is out, since he cut that damn thing out and hides it somewhere... I'd go for the eye... on his chest... maybe he morphed his heart into that damn thing..." He crossed his arms over his chest, kicking his boots up on the table.
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