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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 7, 2007 19:42:32 GMT -5
Comrade was busy polishing the tables and setting the chairs back down in the empty bar. His silvery hair glittering a bit under the low light of the pub. He had just finished cleaning the floor and preparing for the many visitors he would entertain that coming night as usual.
" God, I can't get no good help these days. Hire people and they never show up to work." He frowned a bit as he looked at the time. One hour till sundown... just enough time to prepare for the coming rush he thought to himself pleased.
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Post by blackie on Dec 7, 2007 19:48:18 GMT -5
Figuring that Tiro could do some damage tonight, he spotted a sign that was glowing in the setting sun. "Ahh, perfect," his slithery voice hissed. his tail flicking behind him. Wings folded against his spine, he tried ot shrink them against himself as much as possible, in order to make a grnad appearance. His tail, he could do nothing about, but his dirty, yet clean t-shirt he was wearing was perfect for a disguise, as he looked like a freak. Of course, when the time came, the people within would be appalled. As he pushed forth the bar door, it stopped with a loud crash, blonde hair in the way of his face, covering his eyes, a smile widened.
Tail whipping behind him, he flicked his head up, eyes wide. "What a lovely place you have here," his voice hissed.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 7, 2007 19:51:17 GMT -5
The were rat looked up unamused at this.
" Mmmhmm, I don't care what your smokeing, but what do you need?" He asked with a casual yawn as he went behind his war torn bar. Awaiting for the guys order as he had done many a night before in his little offbeat bar. Away from the public eye where the paranormals could come and relax as they were.
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Post by blackie on Dec 7, 2007 19:56:03 GMT -5
Tiro lifted his lip in disgust. "I'm not here to order," his said rudely. Soon yet again a wide smile crossed, whipping his wings from behind him, he flapped them merely three times, allowing them to bring up a gust of wind that was able to blow a few tables over, and some chairs. "Now," he spoke, almost waiting the rat looking creature's reaction,"Shall you hand me your money? Or shall I recieve it the hard way?" He chuckled, extending his hand forht, wings extended as well, ready to prepare another session of gusting winds. While Tiro's other hand extended to his back pocket which held a can of graffiti paint. Shaking it in readiness, he glared at the rat, awaiting hsi response.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 7, 2007 20:04:18 GMT -5
" Are you trying to rob me?" He asked in disbelief as he looked to the man before him. Comrade's eyes glinted a strange color, as he drew his hand slowly under the table to pick up his staff. His human face looked strangely cook at that moment. Un-phased by the show off youth.
"Cause if you are you came to the wrong bar. I may be a rat, but I know how to fight." He spoke with a sudden chattering of his teeth, to signal that he would not back down from the dragon.
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Post by blackie on Dec 8, 2007 18:50:25 GMT -5
Tiro snickered. "Fool, of course I've come to rob you. But. . . if you don't give in willingly, than I will not back down to the fight that you are willing to give as well," he hissed once more, tail spikes glittering, as he lased it back and forth, while walking foward, jabbing them into chairs, stools, and tables. However, he didn't care for a fight, if he could distract the rat, than of course it would be exetremly simple to steal all the dollars that were confined into this place. Stretching his wings wide once more, he readied for an attack. The rat was pulling a classic. Talking to him, whilst grabbing a weapon. How he knew that trick. Oh how he knew.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 8, 2007 20:43:25 GMT -5
" You are not the first to try me, nor will you be the last." The rat smirked as he ran forward, bravely it seemed. Attempting to go for a strike at his shoulder with the staff when at the last second he went down. Putting out his booted foot to kick the mans legs out form under him.
" Your going to pay for destruction of private property you ass!" He cursed wildly as slowly a long worm like tail sprouted from his back. Comrade was growing irked from the guy that thought he could take his precious money away. No... he had another thing comeing if he thought he was going to take his little greenies from him.
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Post by blackie on Dec 9, 2007 10:38:55 GMT -5
Tiro chuckled softly as he watched the man come forth. Of course, he easily dogded the first attack, not striking his shoulder, but his wing. Nothing majour, he thought, something mendable. The second attack was a bit tricky, yet he managed to escape barely, by flying to the ceiling, and scrunching his legs upward. "Hah! You're too easy fool," he hissed, swinging his tail spike-first toward the perpatraitor. This shall be an easy win, he thought as he saw the tendon thing sprout from the rat's back. "Hnn, angered already?" he said, eyes glowing with feriocity. A large grin spreading across his face, golden hair in his face.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 9, 2007 11:34:59 GMT -5
Comrade chattered his teeth once again at this.
" I can't change what I am." He informed the man as he rolled back as the spikes took aim for his body. Just narrowly scratching his forearm as he winced a bit. Blood starting to pool in the minor wounds his gray blue eyes looked to him harshly.
"Halfbreed." He smirked. Using the nasty slur that was reserved for those that deserved it. He had to admit, many halfbreeds were his friends and he would never call them that awful word. Those like this.... they deserved that word through and through.
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Post by Aerynn on Dec 10, 2007 9:49:51 GMT -5
Tiefe had spent a few days curled up in her home, just doing her equivalent of lazing around. But she had grown bored of the lack of contact with the outside world and had decided to go and get a drink and see if anything was happening. She arrived at the bar and was just about to push the door open when she heard the almighty crash over falling tables from inside. She continued inside, deciding it'd be Comrade having dropped something heavy. She was greeted with a sight of a spiked tail whistling through the air and knocking a chair into splinters.
"What in god's name?"
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Post by blackie on Dec 10, 2007 15:56:27 GMT -5
Tiro snickered at the name. "Why my dear fellow, I consider that a compliment," as he whipped his tail forth once mor, yet missing, and hitting the side of the bar, wings extended out, he stay perfectly still, wavering on slightly in mid-air. Spikes on his ankles, he was to save for close-combat, or for whn he was to run. However, he knew that would not need be necessary. Pulling the spikes from his tail out, it whipped behind him, as he heard a voice. "Hnn? You can't take me on your own? Hah!" he hsised yet again, his voice cracking again, and over, as he narrowed his orbs, and flung his down upon the rat, hoping for something big.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 10, 2007 20:11:45 GMT -5
" I could take you out any day." Comrade spoke up as he rolled away from the attack and stanced. Watching him as his shirt was slowly seeping with blood from his shoulder wound.
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Post by blackie on Dec 13, 2007 16:11:44 GMT -5
Tiro let out yet another chuckle. "Hah," he snickered, voice filled with hatred,"If you could take me down any day, than why don't you do it now?" He knew exactly what he was doing. Challenging him. With words of course, trying to preserve nergy for later, but then realizing that sooner or later he would run out, and have to flee. Yet it was so tempting since that the old man wasn't fighting, he wanted to inflict as much damage as possible, yet he knew better, he swung his tail once more, heading for not his gut, nor head, nor lower body, but trying to swing his tail around, into the rat's back. A chuckle escaped him however, and eyes almost changed colour.
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Post by Aerynn on Dec 14, 2007 4:09:04 GMT -5
Tiefe did not dive into the fight, as would be her first instinct, but concentrated hard on making her human form work like her draconic. Taking a deep breath she opened her mouth and let out what would have been a deafening roaring scream, if the sound hadn't been replaced with a jet of roiling cold darkness. The column hurtled toward the halfbreed giving him scant moments to dive aside. If it hit him it'd be like he was suddenly drowning 3000 ft below the surface of the sea. He'd be crushed, blind and his lungs would be filled with freezing brine.
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Post by blackie on Dec 14, 2007 17:41:54 GMT -5
As Tiro realized what was going on behind him, he barely excaped the grasp of the dark gas, and dodged at the last moment, yet hit the bar table fairly hard. "Stupid changling," he muttered, narrowing his eyes towards the 'thing'. He extended his tail and flew straight for the changling, attempting to avoid any other gas-like things. As he neared close, he swung his tail, aiming for the chest area, hoping for a blow.
((Gah, there's one dodge. :c I only have one more D:< then I must have him be hit ;; ))
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 14, 2007 18:28:27 GMT -5
Comrade swung his staff about. Picking up on the predators movements with natural rat instincts. He spun about and let the tail crack into his hard staff. Pushing him back a bit from the force he had to roll away to dodge the dragonic ladies attacks.
“ Careful.” He instructed her as he swept about with a martial artists grace. Cold gray blue eyes watching as his nose twitched ever so slightly. The worm like tail swaying behind him in anticipation of the next move.
“ Go rob somebody else. Seems tonight is not your night to be trying to rob this joint.” He smirked as he suddenly flipped backwards landing on the bar top. As he stood there he smirked as he raised his hand over his head and pulled something out of the rafters. He threw it at the floor before him. The thing cracking on the wooden floor and leaving a puff of smoke that filtered about the room to give the guy a moment to counter attack the man and also giving the other lady a chance to help him take out the trash.
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Post by Aerynn on Dec 16, 2007 5:41:20 GMT -5
Tiefe leapt forwards as smoke billowed out to fill the room. Slick white wings burst from her back and her body reshaped itself as she flew through the air, until with a thump she landed behind the would be robber, a fully fledged dragon. Being near 30ft long from head to start of tail meant she was a bit cramped in here. But it didn't stop her long poison barbed tail whipping round to stab toward the half breeds back as her dextrous front limbs made a swipe designed to snap his spine into hundreds of neat little sections.
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Post by blackie on Dec 16, 2007 12:06:27 GMT -5
As Tiro flew towards the changling, he realized she was there no more, and then heard a certain something flying towards him. A tail, something dangerous, especially if it were what he thought it was. Trying to dodge, he realized that her tail had hit his arm, and he went bowling foward. Neatly dogding her fore-arms as he did bowl foward, he could feel the poison seeping into him. Shit. . . he thought, as he whipped his hair around, neatly oragnizing so that his eyes could be seen clearly.
Gripping his arm, he could feel the blood seeping, and the pain of the poison beginning to take effect. "You've one, but only because of that damned changling old man. . . I WILL be back, you hear me, I will be back," he snarled, gritting his teeth in the proccess. He flung himself out the door quickly, and took off, his damaged wing making it slightly harder to fly, yet he still managed too. His arm was burning now, and he had to find some medicine, and fast. A hospital, yes, that's were he would go next.
And then . . that's where the fun would begin.
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Post by Aerynn on Dec 16, 2007 12:48:49 GMT -5
((Pfft, not letting you off that easy. Cakeman will always ruin a dramatic exit.))
Tiefe ignored the halfbreed's parting comments and simply dived out of the door behind him. She enveloped herself in a deep black cloud as she took to the air, but through it could see humans gaping at where she had been and after the retreating criminal. Pumping her wings hard she propelled her sinuous body through the air and after the bastard.
Flying higher than he could as he limped along on his damaged wing she watched him as he flew, waiting for when he passed over a wide enough roof top or building site or some other deserted place where she could pounce.
Tiefe hadn't had quite this much excitement in a while and even though she was seething she had to admit that trailing the guy was kind of enjoyable.
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Post by blackie on Dec 16, 2007 14:39:17 GMT -5
Able to feel, and hear the wings of another near him, and flung his head around, realizing he was being followed. However, he knew better, as he descended, and realized that it would be better if that he went on foot. He would be faster, and more able to get an acurate hit, or attack since he wouldn't be flailing in the air, trying to keep up witht he speed of the changling. As his feet hit the ground, he rushed off, running as fast as he could, also using his wings to propel him foward.
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Post by Aerynn on Dec 16, 2007 15:48:41 GMT -5
Tiefe smiled a shark toothed smile to herself as the halfdragon changed tactics. He obviously wasn't experienced with other dragons. Didn't know that he would tire a long time before she did and that in the air, perfectly safe from his attacks she could follow him around easily matching his pace. Just one slip or moment alone and she'd have him. Then they were going for a little swim...
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 16, 2007 18:57:42 GMT -5
Comrade panted as all of this unfurled. He was about to thank the girl he had served a few times when she took off. He sighed a bit at this. Oh well.... now he had to clean the bar and mend his arm a bit. First thing as first. Leaving the mess for the moment he went to go get his first aid kit to wrap up his forearm though he should of probally just gotten stitches for it... though there was no where he could go to get this. Hospitals would be risky. Scratch a doctor or if they accidently got some of his blood in a wound or something and they would be the same as he was...and well. If he went through too much pain he would do a force change and be found out. Either way he was screwed so he simply took to home remedy as usual. Winceing as he tried to single handedly wrap his own bloody shortcomeings. He frowned to himself.
" Why does everyone think I'm a old fucking man." He coughed. Looking up into locks of gray.... oh right.
" Why couldn't I be a black rat like my dad." He complained as he banged his head on the bar top.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Dec 21, 2007 19:31:14 GMT -5
After a few hours of work the rat had his place… a little neater then when the ass of a man left that had tried to rob him. He listed his slender face as a familiar body had entered the bar.
“ Ah, Marius. Just the one I wanted to see.” The rat smiled happily as Marius stopped and looked about at the empty place.
“ …. Does this mean I should be scared?” He asked with a sweat drop as Comrade smiled and put on the old world charm.
“ No, no, no….not at all. Though…. I do have a favor to ask.” He smirked as he saddled up to the tiger, for once ignoring his instinct to run and instead daring to pat the tiger upon the back.
“ Think you can help me clean the bar up before anyone else shows up? I’ll give you a nights pay.” He pleaded causing Marius to sigh.
“ Fine I’ll help, though make it for all the whiskey I can drink.” He smirked as Comrade sighed weakly.
“ Fine, fine just help me get this place back together.” The rat responded as the two of them went to cleaning up the place once more.
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Post by Dark Dragoness on Jan 4, 2008 22:09:41 GMT -5
Zairre walked in sheepishly waving to Comrade, "Um hey boss," she said walking up to the bar.
"Got some people here to see you about business," she said stepping aside so the guys could walk in.
Indulal walked in waiting for Arlen to be the one to talk first.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jan 7, 2008 7:20:05 GMT -5
Comrade turned as they finally had the place back together with Marius's help who was now drinking himself stupid in the corner.
" Oh what sort of business?" The rat asked from behind the bar as he looked over as a fuchsia haired man step forward.
" Heh... hey.... I was going to ask.." Arlen started when Comrade stopped him right there.
" Oh hell no! I might be a money grubber but I know a freaking witch pawn when I see one!" he shouted as Arlen started to argue.
" You should know fucking better then that! I'm not in league with!" He started as Comrade interjected.
" How do I know?? Prove it!" He bellowed as he went to polishing his bar top in anger. Arlen looked to the other two for help at this. Just god.... everyone was jumpy now with the witches council... and for good reason too...
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