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Post by Foxxling on Aug 14, 2009 19:46:05 GMT -5
Julius takes Claudius's form and advise with a curious smile as he makes a mental note to stay near Claudius. "A Gargoyle?" He says, "Why not something a little more grand? Like a vampire, or a dragon." His smile is enough to indicate he's joking. To himself he thinks that Claudius must really like this form, after all he looks so much more relaxed. Julius gives himself a mental shake, this is no time to daydream since he's about to come into contact with the "dark breeds" for the first time...
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Aug 15, 2009 19:41:30 GMT -5
Claudius frowned raising a brow at this, a bit of a smirk upon his face as he noted his words. Knowing he was joking and yet feeling like he had to explain himself a bit.
" The less spectacular the less people nosing around." He told him simply as he moved inside. He looked about at the busy bar. Heading towards the counter where Comrade was speaking. Hailing up a order of Scotch. His tail lashed a bit, taking a moment to take everything in when a familiar voice rang into his ears and made his eyes suddenly narrowed as he sighed and then simply rubbed his forhead. Not a few stools down was one of his ex-workers....... and of course the spazzy adrian, another ... current worker so to speak of his. He didn't say anything at first.... just waiting... preying they didn't notice him.
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Post by Varian on Aug 16, 2009 14:53:42 GMT -5
"Someone is eager to remind me of that." Kesika rolled her eyes, turning away from Adrian to take a long drink. As she drained whatever her glass had been filled with after the 'fight' she slumped a bit on the bar, propping herself up with her elbows. The alcohol was definitely taking a more visible toll on her now.
"Maybe..." She started softly, as if not sure about posing the questions. "Would you happen to have any spare rooms? I could do with somewhere besides my place to crash for the night given the circumstances." She lays her head in her arm, glancing back to the white haired witch once more. It would be more than impossible for her to sleep in that apartment of hers now.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Aug 16, 2009 18:41:07 GMT -5
Adrian nodded at this.
" Yeah, I do actually. If you don't mind cleaning it up a bit. It was my original room.... when I first started to stay at the shop. I got most of my junk out but it still has some boxes of stuff I had put in there cause I was too lazy to put things away." He admitted sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head. Suddenly something familar caught his eye. Adrian looked over to See Claudius for once not in his counter curse shape. He raised a brow. Seeing him with another young man, wondering what was going as he noted it was a witch like theirselves.... in a way. He looked over to kesika wondering if she noticed him too... or if he should just keep his mouth shut.
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Post by Foxxling on Aug 18, 2009 20:32:29 GMT -5
"Yeah i guess when you're hiding in plain sight you don't want to be noticed." Julius says. He looks around for a second before taking a unconcious step towards Claudius. [i'm not scared] he thinks with a strained smile as he looks around.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Aug 20, 2009 19:59:56 GMT -5
Claudius turned his attention back to his new student of sorts.
" Sit down, take a deep breath." He whispered over to him. Praying he calmed down.
" The others can smell your fear, rule number one. Never show your fear." He told him calmly. Patting the stool next to him with his tail in a display of please sit down. Claudius's face though seemed to portray more emotion now as one studied it. A pro at hiding his emotions as a human, this newer form he had acquired through his curse was still pretty new to him. A poker face was something that he had learned as a human since youth, this... well. He wore his emotions now more on his sleeve so to speak as a gargoyle.
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Post by Foxxling on Aug 20, 2009 22:00:15 GMT -5
Julius, who thought he was doing a good job hiding his fear, takes the seat. He takes a deep, calming breath before rubbing his jaws. He bites his lip as he looks Cladius full in the face, "So... um... what's so special about this place?" He asks.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Aug 21, 2009 5:39:40 GMT -5
Claudius mused at the young witches words.
" This is a paranormal pub. No humans, so it's a chance to let your hair down so to speak. Also the bartender can be bought. The silver haired guy there. He's a rat in more ways then one." He smirked as he hailed over the bartender to display what he meant.
" Hey, whats up?" Claudius spoke up, trying to play the part of a cool young lesser. The rat looked him over. Thinking the man looked familiar before deciding to speak.
" Not much, can I help you?" he asked as Claudius grinned a bit. The young man produced a few bills. The rats eyes flickering as on cue.
" I was wondering, have you heard anything about a dark witch lately?" He asked as he leaned in close to the young man. Comrade looked to him. Uncertain till another bill was produced. Then he grinned.
" Nothing solid." He sighed suddenly as he looked about.
" But... they say he's good and messed up for a bit. " He grinned at this.
" If your looking for him, I might be able to put you in contact. For a price." He grinned to the lesser as Claud shook his head.
" No thanks. Perhaps another night." He told him cooly as the rat nodded and went back to work.
" See?" Claudius grinned though shook his head a bit. " His lips are a bit looser for a night breed, as a witch though he fears me greatly so either way I get what I want." he smirked slightly.
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Post by Foxxling on Aug 21, 2009 14:13:35 GMT -5
Julius nods before smiling, finally relaxing just a bit, "So i see." He says as he looks around the bar and watches the night breeds doing exactly what anyother human would be doing in a bar. He smiles at Claudius before looking him up and down and asking, "You're have to teach me to do that." He says with a smirk as he admires the authenticity of Claudius's "glamor"
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Aug 21, 2009 19:17:59 GMT -5
Claudius's tail tip puffed up a bit as he seemed a bit on edge as he mentioned him teaching him his glamor. He didn't say anything. Nothing at all, he just.... still felt so out of place with his own kind anymore cause of this cursed form.
" Glamor's in general are easy. " He remarked simply. Looking about the abode once more.
" There are also spells to help tell who is putting up a glamour. Though that lesson will come in time." he told him as he looked back down the bar to Adrian and the others then back to Julius.
" So what questions you have so far?" He asked the young man.
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Post by Dark Dragoness on Aug 22, 2009 1:02:16 GMT -5
Inudlal sighed as he began walking the side walk that led to the bar that was unknown to humans but to his kind it was a place to relax and collect information. The information he was coming to collect was about his brother and his mate. He walked through the door not really paying mind to the others in the room as he took a site on a stool at the bar waiting for the bar tender to serve him. He also wondered to where his dear master had gotten to as of late.
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Post by Foxxling on Aug 25, 2009 7:25:57 GMT -5
"Yeah... well, sort of..." Julius asks, "Where do you fit in all this?" Julius asks, "Why are you starting a new Coven?" Part of the reason Julius asks such a personal question is out of piqued intrest. The question's main inspiration if from Julius's own quest to find out just what exactly it is he wants to do in life. He figures if he gets some story out of Claudius then... well then he'll have a story and a few life lessons to help him on the way.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Aug 25, 2009 20:24:05 GMT -5
Comrade moved over to Indulal. A smirk upon his face.
" I hear Arlen has had it hard with bookwork as of late. He fell asleep here the other night. The coven has made him take on dual duties as of late huh?" He grinned at the dragon wondering what brought him here alone tonight.
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Claudius stiffened a bit at his question. So the boy really didn't know.... did he? He looked around sadly for a moment before turning sights of teal back onto him making sure no one was listening.
" There are many reasons.... I search to make a new protective organization... I am sure you have seen the hate that is build up in our kind for those not of human ancestry. We are only humans with a special gift, them..." He told him letting the word hang as he gestured to the were's, demons, vampire's and the like.
" They are something a little different, their DNA not fully human or human at all. Our kind fears them.... and punishes them harshly. No protection for them..... and their executed for simple crimes while humans and witches are treated with respect." He told him with a frown. Starring forward into his drink silently for a moment.
" To me... everyone should be treated with respect, not based on race... but who that one person is. If you do evil, then you are treated and processed as such, if your good, then you are protected. Not anything to do with race, but who that person is on the inside..." He started then looking off.
" I used to run the witches... coven here. You must know of course. I'm of the Lothair family. A prestigious line of witches, wealth, power it's all ours. I am a prodigy among prodigy's and greatly respected...." He started then stopped as he turned teal sights back to him.
" That was till a year ago..." He let the memory trickle in his mind for a moment before looking back off into space.
" But they only found out the truth then... honestly it started three years prior to that. " He sighed. His body slacking a bit.
" I was younger and stupid then. My partner and I chased after a lesser gargoyle who had stolen a very important book. She could use magic... and sought out to kill off the witching race for good for what we had done to her people. " He explained to him.
" We cornered her in a old building not far from the coven.... another lesser was with her, he attacked and killed my partner while I was busy with the female.... I let anger get to me..... I attacked.... I killed him with my own spell." He told him, clutching his hands before him as he starred at them while reliving that memory. He let his hands fall to his head, supporting it as he shook it a bit along with another flick of his tail.
" I killed him.... and she used a spell to curse me..... to make me remember the face of her father whom I had killed.....every... day.... of my life..." He stopped his story. Letting the words hang there.
" Did you know.... if a witch is cursed into the form of another. Our kind fear's they will betray our secrets, sell them off to the enemy. So.... since the old days. Those who are cursed into another form are beheaded, public execution. Quite barbaric.... I have seen several of these events myself.... didn't like them. Though I never had the power to stop them." He admitted as he thought on this a bit idoly.
" Last year I was sentenced to death, treason to my race." He snorted a bit at these words.
" I would never betray them.... but they couldn't be sure... I escaped with a inch of my life. It's a very strange thing... to look at the ax that will have your head. I was lucky, most of those like me are not." He sighed.
" But, with the stand in coven leader dead due to his own actions against another witch, they backed off of me. Also my power.... I locked them out of the tower. I am strong enough to give any one of those witches a run for their money, even when I have to work at half my level due to the counter curse I use." He told him, letting his hand graze by the tatoo marks upon his now exposed arm. He never did tell him... what he was cursed as... but well. He figured the kid smart enough to figure it out.
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Post by Dark Dragoness on Aug 27, 2009 8:46:00 GMT -5
"I'm looking for him but also I'm needing information on my dear brother and his mate if your willing to offer it of course there will be something in it for you," he said with a smile knowing the rat prefered to get straight to business instead of playing around. He had money of course to pay the man with sighed.
"I would also like your strongest drink," he said resting his head on his hand tilting his head to the side.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Aug 27, 2009 17:54:50 GMT -5
Comrade nodded, slideing the man the intended drink.
" He went upstairs to change after someone spilt a drink on him. What do you want to know?" Comrade asked, never haveing this sort of request from the young male dragon of earth before.
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Post by Varian on Sept 3, 2009 18:55:33 GMT -5
"Then I'll crash at your place tonight then, I mean assuming I get drunk enough to sleep any tonight." Kesika continued, half waving a hand for some more alcohol though she barely managed to do much more than lean on the bar some more.
"What's Claud been up to anyway? I take it you're still all buddy buddy with him and his new coven idea?" She went on to ask, watching the white haired male again as she rested on the bar eyes showing just a hint of sadness. She'd been so useless during all that had happened ans she was just as useless now.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 5, 2009 19:48:53 GMT -5
Adrian looked to her.
" Okay, are you... haveing problems sleeping? I could make you a tea to help. " He offered as she spoke suddenly of Claudius. His eyes looked over where he noticed the man sitting not far away and then back to Kesika. He smiled sheepishly.
" Heh... yeah. He wants to make a more..... evolved coven, minus all this species glorifying stuff the old one has done. He wants.... a true coven like it once was. All about fairness....and equality... not about breeding and who's money your going to get." He told her honestly as he shook his head a bit.
" This whole mess got way out of hand. If the coven had only listened, maybe alot of lives would of been saved. On both sides." He told her sadly.
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Post by Foxxling on Sept 6, 2009 4:21:55 GMT -5
Julius listens intently to Claudius's story like a wide eyed child at the feet of a bard. "So they just decided to off you?" He asks, sounding like he's personally offended by the fact, "Just like that?" Having been taught outside the influence of a coven Julius has had very little experience with witches of any type other than his father and grandfather.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 6, 2009 16:15:42 GMT -5
" Yes." Claudius told him. " They would off me cause of this." He explained as he threw his wing hands out in a display of his form.
" For all they knew.... over time I would become sympathetic ..... to the lesser race. I might even go as far as to help them destroy the coven they hated. Fools." He sighed as he looked to him. His tail flicked. Curling about the pole of his stool like a child wringing their hands having been caught doing something wrong.
" I was loyal to the coven.... until I saw... they have no more morals then the wicked themselves. When they went to see me dead... they killed many of those whom I was friends with... witching and paranormal alike. They killed children.... to make a point clear.... never go against the council nor the witches coven..... " He told him.
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Post by Varian on Sept 12, 2009 16:10:34 GMT -5
"That would be an understatement" Kesika replied, giving a shrug, "I doubt your tea will help any but I guess I'll have to drink something non-alcoholic before I get all dehydrated." She was going to have a hangover anyway so she didn't need to make things any worse by throwing some dehydration into the mix. Besides anything with the slightest chance of knocking her out like a light would be welcome at this point.
"Maybe the coven will learn from their mistakes this time but I wouldn't hold my breath." The conversation about the covens could go on and on but she'd not feel any different about either this night. Maybe after some time to think things over she'd see the point in Claud's efforts to rebuild but for the time being she wanted nothing to do with anyone involved in that mess as far as she could manage.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 15, 2009 5:47:50 GMT -5
" Well... it has some herbs that promote serene dreaming I use. It helps alot, since it's a magical brew." he smiled at her as he nodded his head. He sighed as she spoke of the coven.
" I wouldn't hold my breath either." He whimpered a bit. Knowing too well the coven would be out looking for him now.... the Light Spirit.... it was their favorite weapon to bond to a witch.... to use against those that stood against them... in the old days at least it was to protect good.. now... now it was politics. If they got ahold of him his humanity would be stripped away and he would be forced to take the form his master desired of him. He looked a bit sick at the mere thought.
" I have been having nightmares myself about them catching me." He pouted just a bit like some child afraid of being caught by their crazy old grandma.
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Post by Foxxling on Sept 16, 2009 0:23:56 GMT -5
"Sounds too much like the mafia to me." Julius says, getting comfortable due to forgetting where he was, "All that energy just to stop someone from leaving... it's nothing but waste. It's like using a spell to freeze water with a pack of ice cubes in arm's reach, it's pointless."
Julius then looks at Claudius and smiles, "So about this Glamor..." he asks with a raised brow and a wicked grin, attempting to joke away Claudius's unpleasent memories, "It's the other for that's the glamor?"
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 17, 2009 5:57:39 GMT -5
" True.... but they want to make sure I don't talk." He sighed as Julius reffered to his current shape. He smirked a bit, shaking his head at this as his tail whipped a bit like a cat in silent thought.
" This is my true shape.... now. My human form is just a memory.... Though that shape is more then just a glamor. The marks on my back and upper arms, their not tatoo's. Their a spell. It helps to seal the demonic curse, as well as the aura of a demon. When I use the counter curse one would only sense witching energy. It fooled the coven for quite awhile." He mused since the spell was a high caliber spell.
" Downside to the counter curse, intense migraines, and my magic is only working at half it's ability since most of it is forced to maintain the counter curse." He told him.
" When I'm at the tower.... I usually stay like this now that it really doesn't matter. Though I maintain this form when others are around. I don't want to freak them out." He frowned just a tad as he held his wings over his shoulders like a cape. His wing fingers interlacing as he thought on this for a moment. He smirked a bit at this.
" I'm still weird, getting used to being like this." He told him honestly as he looked back to Julius casually.
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Post by Varian on Sept 21, 2009 21:39:23 GMT -5
"Sweet dreams... pfft... that'd be something... " Kesika sighs, tilting her head to glance around the bar again before pushing herself to her feet. The quick rise almost ended with her toppling to the floor in her current very drunken state but she had learned enough to maintain a firm grip on the bar while moving for a while after her drinking sessions.
"Well time to go angel boy, I don't need to be paying the rat for anything that's not going to stay inside me." With that the somewhat nsteady witch started to make her way slowly towards the door of the pub. Every step was carefully taken to avoid ending up with her face planted on the ground.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 23, 2009 0:01:16 GMT -5
Adrian sighed, not argueing over the term 'angel boy' for now. He merely sighed and started to follow her out. That was of course he was tripped by Claudius's tail. Claudius turned around. Face to face with Adrian and Kesika. He starred just simply unsure of what to say, but Adrian looked to Kesika. If she didn't realize who it was... he would move her off to the store... though if she did well. He didn't know what would happen.
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