Kaleb
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What the hell? That's my trash can! I don't go through your home without an invite.
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Post by Kaleb on Feb 13, 2006 1:39:26 GMT 1
Kaleb looks around and finds a house, it seemed as if no one was there. He glances around just to make sure and stares into th reflection of the window. He slows his breathing, and then mumbles something about rats and bone gnawers you can't really make much of it out if you are listening close by.
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Post by ezequiel on Feb 13, 2006 2:20:08 GMT 1
Moving slowly, as if he were walking for days without pause, the 5 ft, 4 inch tall figure pierced the darkness.
He was sick, or so it seemed due to his sweaty pale face. He was all dressed in fine but ragged clothes. He sat for a moment on a bench near a bus station. Stayed there just for a minute. He could not stop longer, or so he thought.
"I have to find him. I have to find him." He was saying like like a mantra. "I have to find him. Wilhelm, the young. I have to find him."
He moved on. He cannot wait.
As he walked the street of this new city, looking for signs of the Prince or any of his minions, he saw a young guy. A homeless. It was a pity. A by-product of the capitalist government: the Demon of poverty, even due, he has not time to think in helping him, just to pray for the young guy's soul. There are a lot of other more dangerous Demons approaching the city... He has to warn the young Prince for him to be prepared... and for Ezequiel to begin his own working.
"I have to find him. But if he does not hear me? No. He will. He has to!. I have to find him."
And so, the 5 ft 4 inch figure faded in darkness again.
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Post by ezequiel on Feb 19, 2006 4:20:52 GMT 1
"Prince. Where are you? Prince... Prince Wilhelm... it is important... Sunrise is comming... I have to hide... I don't have time to hide! Wilhelm it is important..."
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Post by alex on Feb 19, 2006 5:04:32 GMT 1
Alex makes her way into Berlin's slummy streets, it reeked of disquisting horrid things. She shudders, and wrinkles up her nose. She makes her way into the city, looking around, observing it all, and taking keen important things in, places of interest, that sort of thing.
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Post by Shehrazad on Feb 19, 2006 5:08:15 GMT 1
Ezequial as you walk about on the streets, you pass a young girl about 17 or so. Dark hair, she turns and snickers at you. "Want some cheese with that whine?" She pushes off the building she is resting upon. "Lost your little puppy perhaps? Or was it a certain person, that you have misplaced?" She laughs and looks you up and down. "So, I take it you're new in town. I've never heard anyone talk like that round here." She walks around you in a repetitive circle.
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Post by ezequiel on Feb 19, 2006 6:49:05 GMT 1
"Hello, nice lady. How are you? Sorry if you overheard me telling stange things. I was just thinking."
Ezequiel smiles friendly to her. Trying to notice if she is a Kine or a Kindred... not many 'normal' 17 years girls hang around dark cities so late at night... unless they are not so 'normal'. And, after all, he is looking for the Prince or any of his minions... it may be this girl.
"And yes, milady. I am new in town! I have arrived a few hours ago. I'm travelling from Barcelona, Spain. You know? I have just left the train station and decided to walk around the city. I like cities by night. They are wonderful! You can capture awesome pictures at night!"
It was all a lie. He didn't arrived by train, but from the brousers of Berlin he has seen, he guessed he was not so far from there.
"Do you know of a safe place for a lonely nightrunner as me near here?
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Post by Shehrazad on Feb 20, 2006 5:21:40 GMT 1
She listens to you gab away, and shakes her head. "No, I don't know Barcelona. Not really my place, but to each its own. Anyways, a place to rest for a nightrunner you say? I know a few places, but it's getting kinda early. You need a pit stop so to speak for you go to see the royalty?" She snickers, and pops her gum in her mouth, rather loudly. "So what you say? You game?" She looks around the streets and starts to head down them, she turns once to see if your following her or not.
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Post by ezequiel on Feb 20, 2006 11:11:52 GMT 1
Ezeqiel hesitated for a moment, but when the girl turned to see him, he went after her with long fast steps.
"Hey, wait! I'm in! You say you know of a 'safe' hostel or motel to stay? I will need it... for a few days, until I find a place for my own, you know?"
He still was suspicious of this girl coming from nowhere. 'Who was she? What does she want?' He thought. 'Think I have to follow her and play her game for tonight. I don't know of any safe place to stay and have no idea where the Prince may be... and may be They are following me.'
Once he had reached her and had slowed down his step to the one of hers, he said: "My name is Ezequiel, a child of Toreador. How about you?"
He still was cautions and guard on, but tried to act as casual and relaxed as possible.
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Post by Shehrazad on Feb 20, 2006 22:56:38 GMT 1
She stops walking and turns to look at you. "Toreador? Really? Wow, that surprised me a bit. Well, you don't really seem the type, but then I have seen some pretty wimpy ass brujah before." She shrugs her shoulders and continues to walk.
She then stops, "A hostel? No sweetie, were going back to my place. I don't got no money like that, unless you do." She chuckles a bit. "The name is Gret, its a nickname, my real name sucks, so dont use it. Well infact don't even try to think of what it might be, my name that is." She turns and takes a right to a small home that looked rather condemned. She goes in and turns looking at you. "You game?" She shrugs again.
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Post by ezequiel on Feb 22, 2006 5:21:46 GMT 1
Ezequiel watched the house with care. It was not by any mean a nice place but as long as it protect it from sunlight, I would be good enough. It had been in worse places in the past though.
"Nice to meet you, Gret." He said with a friendly smile. "So you live here? Yes. 'I game'. By chance you know of a near place to have a drink, Gret? It has been a long travel from Barcelona, you know?" A charmins wink.
"By the way, Gret. Do you know where I can find the Prince's office?"
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Post by Shehrazad on Feb 23, 2006 2:06:23 GMT 1
Gret turns and looks at you. "Yeah, there are some bums here and there, might be one or two in the house now." She shrugs and heads into the dark home deeper to a set of stairs. "I usually sleep in the basement, its the safest. Protects from the sun. As for your prince issue at hand. Yeah I know where he stays. Some big ole Mansion quite a ways from here. He's got money you know. It's stuffy up there, I don't need much money, or any at all to be honest. He likes the streets and places better then the stuffy house. We can go there later if you want?" She shrugs again, and turns sharply. Her long hair flips with her as she bounds down the stairs. "Well, I won't keep the offer open much longer if all ya do is hover round." She laughs a bit.
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Post by ezequiel on Feb 27, 2006 6:29:23 GMT 1
"Well, then. Let's go in, Gret!" Ezequiel said with excitement. "I would like to talk to this 'street boy Prince'! But that would be tomorrow. Now we should head to bed, don't you think, Gret? Where should I lay tonight?"
Ezequiel watched her host with sexy, provocative eyes. The 'Awe'-summoning eyes of Presence. "Would I lay next to you at the basement, milady?". He approached her with delicate steps and gave a caress on her chin. "Gret, I will owe you favor after tonight."
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Post by Shehrazad on Mar 1, 2006 17:10:53 GMT 1
Gret Looks at you and shrugs her shoulders. "Yeah, you can lay with me. Why not?" She smiles to you and pulls you down the stairs to the basement. "So you brand new to Berlin? You might like it here, what do you like to do?" She smirks and stops pulling you once you get to the basement landing. She turns. "So what do ya have in mind persay for tonight?" She giggles.
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Post by alex on Mar 1, 2006 19:26:03 GMT 1
Alex tightens her coat around her and continues to the deep Berlin city streets. She heads to the bars and enters one of them.
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Post by ezequiel on Mar 2, 2006 19:22:54 GMT 1
"For tonight, eh! You are a naughty girl, aren´t you, honey?" Ezequiel carefully watched the place looking for any sign of alarm: weapons, cameras, chains or ropes... stakes.
"We can just begin with a nice kiss, in the mortal way. Just for not forgetting how does it feel. I like mortal styles... So innocent, and charming. So tender." He told so taking her on on his arms in a lovely way, passing his lips close to hers, trying to be as sensual as possible and still watching for signs of alarm and an emergency exit in case it was needed.
"Or we can lay in bed and 'share a meal', you know? A nice looking berlin guy or girl. We three may have some fun! Bloody fun."
Every moment the Awe invoking power of his Presence trying to say in a subliminal way "you don't want to hurt me, on the contrary! you want to help his good looking charming and 'helpless' newcommer. You love me"
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