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Post by Lilly on Jun 24, 2007 21:16:01 GMT -5
She sat in the center of five black candles at the core of a pentacle traced in her own blood. She held a chalice filled with the blood of Azrael, placing it onto the floor before her she would add some of the herbs he had provided for her. Speaking softly she would slowly begin to stir the potion with an ornate dagger she used for such rituals.
”Reus per sententia quod iam per cruor. Una in somnium duos animus vadum opportunus. Insquequo in viscus they operor saluto. Is est meus mos sic planto is exsisto.”
As she finished her chants the contents of the chalice would burst into flames the green smoke it left in her wake would rise and split into two halves before drifting out into the night air. Half in search of Elijah the other in search of The Vampire Azrael.
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Jun 24, 2007 21:18:07 GMT -5
"Love my cousin? Oh I'm sure Kenji wouldn't want ta hear that." She smirked, before tilting her nose up, sending a quick text to Royce. "An' here I thought ya had more feelings for me. For shame.." She was teasing of course. Love had never come into their conversation before..at least not directly.
She began to pace about again, before her phone began to vibrate with the return message. She glanced down at it and that grin grew a bit more. She began to read off what Royce was sending.
Westminster, Bromly, Bexley, Sutton and of course London.[/i]
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 21:21:57 GMT -5
He would toss the stack of files on his desk to Xavier before standing and lighting a cigarette.
”that’s all the info I have on our boy and his right hand man. I have a friend working on something less mundane to help us get to him but until that pans out all we can do is wait. For now I think we need to focus the our efforts on finding Sora.”
Before anymore words could leave his mouth that green smoke would drift beneath his windowsill and despite a swipe of his hands towards it the smoke would swirl around Azrael’s form before vanishing into his chest. Sending his form to the ground in a heap as his eyes rolled backwards into his head.
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Jun 24, 2007 21:24:51 GMT -5
"What th' fuck?!" She growled..simulataneously to the news that Sora was missing, and then watching Azrael collapse? She quickly moved to Azrael's side, her hands slapping his face. "Wake up...comon. We don't need faintin' spells now.."
And she would look up to Xavier with worry. "What's goin' on? An' what do ya mean Sora's missing!?" Damnit she told Sora to stay away. That panick began to return.
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Post by Lilly on Jun 24, 2007 21:25:17 GMT -5
Saying the proper phrases to break the circle she would stand and move to the phone dialing Azrael's office phone number. and as it was answered she would speak into the reciever
"tell Azrael it is done, when he wakes.]
without another word she would hang up.
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Post by Xavier on Jun 24, 2007 21:29:24 GMT -5
::he watched as Az fell and moved to his side picking him up and moving him to a chair, his eyes glaring towards the person who picked up the phone then hearing the message he would quirk a brow and look towards Mika::
Josh said she isnt home yet said she left hours ago from the drop point.
::he looked towards Mika and his eyes would settle onto Az once more...::
Wake up Lad.
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 21:29:46 GMT -5
Having been smacked more than once about the face Azrael finally regained his senses with a visable shiver.
"I'm up already..."
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Post by Everyone on Jun 24, 2007 21:49:16 GMT -5
MikaShe felt her shoulders slump with some relief as Azrael came to, but then yanked her phone out as she began to type in messages for Sora. She would wait to get a response, hoping it was within minutes with the urgency she was portraying in that text. * * * * * * * * * * * * RoyceShe continued to click along the keyboard, the sun having long since set and the four hours long since passed it seemed. She gave a yawn, picking up one of the sippy boxes and drinking from it, before setting it down. She was a natural at this, it seemed, and these passwords that people had..were shit. She bypassed quite a bit, and after awhile finally sent another text to Azrael, Xavier and Mika all. 402 Cliffenshire Way ...London... known residence to Mr. Elijah Langsley. 10 Burkley Drive...Westminster. Factory of some sort. Major success though the product only deels in steel. 011549708 - phone number to Mr. Langsley's cell.Say it. Say you love her! * * * * * * * * * * * * ElijahMorocco. Down on the beach now. Bonfires blazed all over the place, and it was rather crowded as he watched the festivities going on. Only once did someone dare approach him, and he had scared her off rather fast as she tried draping herself over him. His nose wrinkled, and he pulled out a pack of sanitizer wipes, cleaning off his hands before tossing the wipe into the nearby fire. He began to move down the beach, and came to a stop as he noted the green mist coming towards him. His lips curled slightly, watching as it moved around him. "Aww. Well look at that. You want to meet do you?"As the mist entered into him, he would fall to his knees. Soul to meet soul....so be it. Elijah so did enjoy a good drama.
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 22:00:17 GMT -5
Feeling his phone go off he would pull it from his pocket and smile as he read what she had typed. Typing in a quick response. He would slip the pone back into his pocket.
If I was not in love with your cousin I would marry you for this. Instead your getting one hell of a cash bonus.
Looking up to Xavier he would grin.
We’re getting closer.”
As the words left his lips he would feel that tug like someone pulling onto the very core of his being and as he slumped back into the chair his eyes would again roll back into his head.
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There was a limitless swirl of motion around his form before it all stopped. He was in a room of sorts surrounded by a swirling mist, after a moment or so he found that with just a thought he could shape that mist to his choosing. He chose an environment that suited him. It was the open outside training area that he had once passed his days in. their were the faceless forms of monks going about their daily meditation all around him as he shaped his clothing in this dream world. He wore a simple black Armani Suit as he stood silently with his arms crossed behind him. Emerald eyes scanning over the dreaming world as he waited for Elijah’s consciousness to join his.
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Post by Everyone on Jun 24, 2007 22:12:42 GMT -5
RoyceShe laughed getting the text back, and would respond to Azrael. I'll settle for the cash bonus. Yer not my type, sorry ta disappoint............ An' does MJ know that ya love her?That last part was sent off after a bit of thought. She began to ponder on the ways of love. It was strange, and if anything, watching MJ deal with love was going to be a blast! * * * * * * * * * * * * MikaMJ, meanwhile, was still pacing, unawares of anything but waiting for some texts. She got Royce's, and hearing Az she figured he got the same. As for Sora, no answer. She growled a bit and sent out more, before moving to the window. "I gotta go find her..this is my fault.." Figures that Az would pass out again..and now. She scowled, moving to him and started patting his face. "Wake up ya slacker..."* * * * * * * * * * * * Elijah would follow the path, finding his consciousness drifting and finally forming several feet away from Azrael. He, himself, was dressed in casual business wear, slacks and shirt, but no suit. Crimson hues would stare out over at Azrael, lips curling a bit as he inclined his head. "You called?"
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 22:23:25 GMT -5
he would gaze over to Elijah and a slight smile would move to his lips as he began to circle the man his eyes watching the other. Normally he would be awaiting an attack from someone such as Elijah but he was told that they would be unable to harm one another in this realm. A true disappointment for Azrael but one he would have to get over.
”Well under normal circumstances I would be offering a challenge to resolve this little dispute of ours, but you don’t seem the type to accept. No I think the intrigue coupled with the cloak and dagger nature of our little game is what takes your fancy.”
A lit cigarette would appear in his hands more so a visual extension of his desire for one than anything but still he would move it to his lips as he looked to Eli.
”So instead I want to offer you a bit of insight into myself, tip my hand a bit. Perhaps it a feint to take you off your guard. Maybe just a friendly warning from one skilled opponent to another. If you should win this little match of ours Eli, I‘ll see Mika dead before I see her your slave. I’ll rob you of that victory with my own hands, and I’ll not stop until I have taken everything from you. Everything.
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Post by Elijah on Jun 24, 2007 22:32:27 GMT -5
Elijah remained relaxed in his stance, watching the prowling nature of Azrael, but not seeming to succumb to it. In fact, he seemed highly amused.
"Ah yes. The hero's chant. Always the same. It's either 'you're going to pay' or 'I'll take you down with me'. And always with such a dramatic flare!"[/color]
He grinned slowly, those eyes of his widening ever so slightly, giving him a crazed madman look as he swept his arms out. "So you've gotten lucky. You've found good leaks, and you've been nibbling at my flanks. Do you think following trails of paperwork can stop me, Mister Alcazar? Tell me, when you finally get the honor of being within my presence, do you honestly think you can come up against the arcane dark?"
He relaxed again, shaking his head rather slowly, tsking as he did so. "And do you honestly think you can kill Mika and have her remain dead? I will have her eventually. Kill her ten times, and she'll still be mine. I give you one last chance to back off, Mister Alcazar. I'll gladly replace the ...umm.. assets you've lost so far. Double it, if need be. My war is not with you. Stop placing yourself in the middle of it."[/i]
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 22:42:31 GMT -5
A smile would move slightly to his lips as he looked to Elijah
“A hero’s chant? You mistake me. I am far from a hero. Quite far from it. You claim I have taken what’s yours but what I see is you encroaching upon what’s mine. You think this about assets? It is not, its about me protecting that which I have worked to obtain. It is about the value of what I hold dear, and after a very long life it is about that which I deem to be worth dying for. You think I should fear you magic’s. You think because you have spent your life with your nose in a book it makes you more dangerous than me, who has lived his life by the sword. Your cocky Eli I will give you that but you underestimate me, and that’ll cost you. I have survived for ages facing the wost this world and others have to offer. If you think the Arcane dark is all it will take to best me then you need to step back and take a closer look at the situation.
Flipping that ethereal cigarette at Eli he would stop his pacing. And his demeanor would visibly soften.
“Langsley I like that for a last name, I may use it one day though I was never fond of England.
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Post by Royce on Jun 24, 2007 23:06:27 GMT -5
Elijah tensed slightly, though he managed to keep his own demeanor cool. Brow slowly arched as he stared to the man. "You obtained something that was already owned.. She was lost to me, but now that I've found her, I am reclaiming her. "
He shook his head as he began to be the one pacing about Azrael, a sneer coming over is face. "You talk of me being cocky, when you display the same traits. Do you think I know nothing but what's in books? The arcane dark is powerful, but don't underestimate me in thinking that I know only that. I have lived a very long time myself, friend, and survived feats that not even the paranormal can explain. Just ask the little pet you are trying so hard to protect."
He stopped once more, his hands coming to fold behind his back as he faced Azrael. "Needless to say, this is going to be a very interesting war between you and I. It has been already. I wish you luck..." He bowed his head a bit, and took a step back as if to depart, stopping only to give a slow grin.
"Oh, and tell my beautiful Mika Jade, only one more is needed, will you? She'll understand what I mean."
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 23:14:00 GMT -5
a slight smirk was offered as he gazed into Eli’s eyes. And his hands came to rest behind his back.
”I don’t need luck. But since I believe in fair play I’ll relay the message.”
Stepping back himself he would allow that dream world to once again swirl between them, a flash of motion before he was once again returned to his body.
Eyes opening slowly he would look up to Mika and exhale and unnecessary breath.
”Elijah said only one more is needed.”
Standing slowly he would pull his phone from his pocket sending a text to Draven.
Get ready to go to England, [/color]
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