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Post by alexismalaware on Aug 24, 2010 10:08:53 GMT -6
Alexis managed to find herself another bottle of vodka. That bastard back on Dumary Island cost her the last one. Stupid rat bastard, didn't he know how hard it is to find good alcohol in this shit hole led by -- led by -- Alexis forgets the name. Who gives a shit anyways? Fact of the matter is some asshole brought everything crashing to hell and the drink in her hand was her only form of comfort through it all. Opening the top of the bottle she began to dig into it as she came across what looked like some kind of castle. "Groovy." A burp or two later Alexis passed the bridge which led to the castle gates and started pounding on them. "Hey! Hey let me in! It smells like piss out here you have no idea! No idea how much it smells like piss out here right now! Come on!"
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Vexzel
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Vampire Harikia: Vampire
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Post by Vexzel on Aug 24, 2010 17:44:51 GMT -6
"Ooooooooh" Harikia still stood about a block away from the castle, judging by the nearest buildings. Yet she had a clear enough view that her inhumanly sharp eyesight got a detailed view of the Castle of Sorrow. She heard the drunkard pounding on the gate over the dragging of her axe. Carrying it made her tired, so Harikia just wrapped a length of chain around her shoulders and Baskilos' hilt and dragged it behind her as she walked. She seemed to tune out the grinding noise it made as she walked toward the castle and the noisy drunk.
Harikia looked human enough.... Despite having a bloodstained sword-length meat cleaver in her left hand, and a giant demonic axe dragging behind her. Yet she didn't seem to give a rat's ass that the noise of her axe could be attracting demons from anywhere within earshot. In fact; it did when she first sneaked into the City of Mortis, but the lesser demons soon learned better watching their companions roast.
"Hiiiiiiiiii!" She'd exclaim from the other side of the bridge, waving to the drunk lady with her free hand.
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Post by alexismalaware on Aug 28, 2010 0:23:23 GMT -6
Oh who did you have to kill around here to get what you wanted? Alexis continued to bang on the castle's gates until the sound of something dragging across the ground reached her eardrums. Alexis slowly turned around in time to see a very small looking girl carrying an axe. Alexis sighed and took another giant gulp of her vodka before turning her attention back to the female. What would she do? Kill her or try to rape her? Oh boy this wouldn't end well given Alexis' luck. However all the little girl did was say hi. Alexis just waved, albeit awkwardly, and replied, "Hiiiiii. What are you doing with that axe there?"
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Vexzel
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Vampire Harikia: Vampire
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Post by Vexzel on Aug 29, 2010 18:05:29 GMT -6
The answer was neither, this lady smelled like booze and she had no clue what the smell of piss was coming from. Though it had stifled Harikia's appetite...... and feeding on a human at the doorstep of their refuge seemed a bad idea.
"Its something to fend off and maim demons with of course." She had, several times. Some of the dumber ones didn't take the time to if she was a human or vampire. Harikia looked past Alexis at the castle gates, wondering if she could force them open
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Post by Zira Firestone on Aug 30, 2010 0:11:02 GMT -6
((Since Alexis pulled a disappearance act and I hate to see a thread just be wasted....))
“You’re sticking out like a sore thumb carrying that thing.”
Zira voice came from behind as she walked up to the girl. Her eyes then looked up to the drunk, just in time to notice that the gates had opened up and she hurried on inside under the protection the castle had to offer. The gates closed soon after as the people inside neither acknowledged nor care about the other two at the end of the bridge.
“Good to see you too,” she responded to their ignoring them with sarcasm before looking over to the girl. “What’s your name?”
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Vexzel
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Vampire Harikia: Vampire
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Post by Vexzel on Aug 31, 2010 21:49:54 GMT -6
Harikia just watched the human run inside with minor interest....... like another cookie being added to a locked box. How long had it been sense she'd been able to feed on fresh human blood?
Then came the newcomer's question. Too bad this lady was a demon too, she probably would taste just as bad. "Harikia" She answered, not sharing her mother's fondness of long and complicated names.
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