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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 13 2008, 02:39 PM (358 Views) | |
| Alex Coldhart | Apr 13 2008, 02:39 PM Post #1 |
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Alex was quite concerned on the school's security, on the fact that he could merely enter the grounds, and walk freely with his dog, and not be stopped or even questioned. Maybe they knew he was immortal, or maybe they even recognized him, he wasn't sure, but something about this school had him rather uneasy-- He felt as if someone else has been here...A hunter...Knives... Then again, he was always this cautious, and quick to assume many things. He sat there on a bench, his german shepard sitting beside him, and looking about. An occassional noise would be heard, to have Alex and his dog look in the same direction, then they would soon look back to the school, just waiting... |
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| Nikita Monroe | Apr 13 2008, 03:04 PM Post #2 |
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"You know, you keep sitting there. You are bound to draw attention." The lean blonde smirked as she came out of the darkness, the faint glow from her eyes making it clear that she hadn't fed. Moreover, the flask Merlin had given her, was still in her townhouse. Smiling slightly, she planted her hands on her jean-clad hips knowing that she looked a sight indeed. Biker boots, low riding jeans, and a black t-shirt clung to her in all the right places and the leather duster just added a little more spice to the mix. “Alex…To what does the school owe the pleasure of your visit?.” She was in a dangerous mood. It would go either way, once she had concluded her business there, then she would go into New Orleans and find a willing donor. |
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| Alex Coldhart | Apr 13 2008, 03:10 PM Post #3 |
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Alex observed Nikita with a smile, which quickly faded, upon seeing the paleness to her face. He then realized he too was drained, only from the healing process after his fight, with Mortin and Knives. He sighed, then ran his fingers through his hair. "Nikita, I came on business, and with much news--" he patted his dog on the head, and stood up, preparing to continue. "First off on the bright side--" he began "--Have you heard much from my son Xavier? I need to know if I need to get him enrolled in this school, or if it is just he shows up, and is instantly part of it?" He then looked to his dog. "Also, I'll be making a deposit--" he pointed to the dog. "His name is Yahnkee, he's Xavier's dog...I'm sure he'll be happy to have his dog back..." he smiled, then folded his arms over his chest, as he commonly did in a formal meeting.Which led to much controversial of how he ran his cult, some would say he seemed too inexperienced, or too young, arrogant, and cocky. He was too powerful, and that demeanor still loomed over him. Which was his overall demeanor about everyone else, ofcourse he had always been conscious of how to react, once he knew one was uncomfortable. He pondered on it for a while, then folded his hands together, after exhaling deeply, collecting his thoughts, and words, he removed his hands from his nose, and squinted his eyes. "On the last of the good news... I am considering applying at the school, for a self-defense class, if you have not already set up one, I will be willing to teach this youngun's the ways of self defense against opponents, much larger, and more abundant than themselves--" he paused "--Since there has been an evident negative actions going on about this parts--" He wasn't sure how to phrase it. He knew it was his fault for the cult being there, but Knives--was another story-- |
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| Nikita Monroe | Apr 14 2008, 06:33 PM Post #4 |
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She listened to him and could not believe her ears. She smirked. She looked at the dog, then back to the ex-cult leader. "Dogs are fine. I have already covered it was the staff. Since, we have a number of Werekin residing here, one more animal is nothing." she ran a hand through her hair and carried on as the hunger burned. She should have known better by now to feed when she needed, but sometimes, she still thought of herself as human and it was annoying as hell, “Self defense…Yes, that should be fine…You will need to be tested though, and be able to produce documents proving you can teach though” |
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[size0] Bring So cold like a glance from my eyes Accept the way it's meant to be A mental Go down hear the sound of a gentle man Leading you straight to the void Where the neon bastards they make Dropouts out of x x x![]() x x x x![]() So here I am going straight to the plan Never knowing that I'm Walking the thread that's so precious to me A secret part of my history My time- to short as nothing beckons to me My time- goddamn what is it I try to be Fill the hole a Become the master of a freak show. | |
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| Alex Coldhart | Apr 15 2008, 09:34 AM Post #5 |
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Alex tilted his head at her, sniffing the air, he was sencing something, blood shed was about somewhere, even within the next 500 miles, he wasn't sure, but it spread through out the air... It was odd, and sent a shiver to him, that went straight to the bone. He nodded once she mentioned how he'd need a proof of teaching, then searched inside his pocket, grabbing a small plast bag, with a plastic seal on the top. Tossing the jiggly packet to her, he rested his hands back to his side, hoping she would nottice and catch. "Hope you like B Negative.... I only keep it for a dire emergency... I'm trying my best to keep myself out of a fight, tonight..." He paused--"That last fight nearly costed my life, and that of which brings me to the bad news--" He took in a deep breath, fixing his trench coat, covering the dagger that now rested over his leg. "There is a hunter, in New Orleans..." he said with a grim tone.. "A deadly powerful one, too... I only wish I acted upon it, when my sences picked up on him..." he sighed. "His name is Knives, me, and a fellow staff member, Merlin met him in the Bayous, he helped us there... But..." he closed his eyes. "--I met him once again later, that night, I was in a fight with my Nemesis, Mortin. All this cult matter could have ended, but Knives came in..." he clenched his fist as he thought about it. "He is too powerful, even for me, and I begin to wonder, when will be his next move?? I just worry about this school, which is why I want to train the students here..." |
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| Nikita Monroe | Apr 16 2008, 08:15 PM Post #6 |
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Hunters. Also known as Paladins in varying counties or countries. Fucking great she mused darkly as she caught the blood pack without looking at it, and smirked, “Is it showing that bad?” she asked not caring if he gave her an answer. One way of the other, she would have to find a vein sooner or later. Holding the blood pack loose in her hand, she found her self a little worried that he had fought though. In New Orleans or close to Immortalis, it didn’t matter. Protecting the kids came first or anyone that claimed shelter. “We can deal with the hunters.” She murmured solemnly remembering the time she had been beat to hell by the first human since she had been sired…she also remembered the time she had ripped the fools throat out. |
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| Alex Coldhart | Apr 16 2008, 08:44 PM Post #7 |
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Alex nodded when she asked, then his tone lightened a bit, and he nodded his head. "You say this, as if something has happened before?" he contemplated on reading her thoughts. "You're sure the students will be safe, I am well aware, that this is an Immortal school, and this..Hunter, was well equiped..." he sighed. He knew alot of times, kids would tend to get hot headed, and think that they can beat anyone up, he too was one of these kids. The only death that ever made him upset, was the death of the youth. "Will you need to talk to the school board, or should I?" He asked, smiling softly. "I think I might get with the head of this school, sometime, tonight--" he nodded to her. "--I will ofcourse, need guidance about this school, could you show me about??" he paused, rubbing the back ahead, "--Unless, You're busy...I could always ask someone else to show me around--" |
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| Nikita Monroe | Apr 20 2008, 04:10 PM Post #8 |
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“You say this, as if something has happened before…Your sure the students will be safe, I am well aware that that is an Immortal school, and this…Hunter, was well equipped.” She sighed but didn’t deny it. If the school was attacked, there was more then enough in the ways of defense to throw at anything that came to darken their days for a month. Maybe a little longer she thought as her eye-teeth lengthened and she tore into the blood pack before she said or did something stupid because of her hunger. “Will you need to talk to the school board, or should I? … I think I might get with the head of this school, sometime tonight-” he nodded and she sighed, she was the head of the school until the head teacher returned from his leave of absence. “- I will of course, need guidance, about this school, could you show me??” he paused and she didn’t answer him simply because of the look on his face, “-Unless, you’re busy…I could always ask someone else to show me-” Smirking, she shook her head holding the empty pack in her hand, “I’m the acting head along with Merlin, until Mr. Winchester returns, as for playing tour guide…why not? I’m returning to the city in the morning around ten before the light gets to bright and I burn, I should be back around ninish, depending on the flow of traffic” she snorted softly, sun burn wasn’t that bad, but the worst time she wanted to be out around, was when the sun was high in the sky chasing the darkness away and forcing the vampires to |
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| Alex Coldhart | Apr 22 2008, 10:27 AM Post #9 |
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Alex smiled nodded, but he would have thought that Merlin would be the head of the school.. 'That's strange...' he thought to himself, as he fixed his hair, keeping his gaze on Nikita. He then had a strange feeling, someone of his old past had just entered New Orleans, and old friend? Jayde...No... It couldn't be. He had deffinately spaced out, just then, his heart at a high hopes.. He honestly didn't want her here, as much as he did want her here. He didn't want her to be endanger again, especially with Knives, the Paladin looming about New Orleans, he knew if Knives knew of him, then he would deffinately know of Jayde. Though he had full confidence in Jayde, he was not so sure about Knives, he had only met him once, and he had met up to Alex's expectations to being no good. Worry was evident about him, then he looked back to Nikita, smiling softly. "Okay, then... Shall we go ahead then? I'd like to become as well acquainted with the school grounds as possible..." He then asked her the oddest question that one could ask the other. Not that it was peculiar, it was only due to the fact that it came out of the blue--"Have you ever practised under the teachings Of Van Garledth, The Vampire goddess of shadows?" He only asked this, because it was the strongest power he knew, and a theory had formed in his head, on how to deal with Knives, ofcourse he would need more help... |
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