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 Cry out! For freedom and the blessed sun! Cry out!, {Open - Warning! 18+, MF, MM + FF}
Dan
Posted: Mar 27 2007, 04:13 PM


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'Let's see,' The fifteen year old thought to himself as he was suspended in the air by two fledglings. 'They have no intelligence, follow their master, okay these people are idiots. I could always smash away at them, but that'd tire me out..oh damn.'

Gavin couldn't help but giggle, sure it was a stupid thing to do, but it was amusing to see the fledglings try and pick up their weapons. That could always be used to an advantage, if they were that new, they wouldn't know what could hurt you and what couldn't actually hurt you. One of the fledglings looks at him like he was crazy and batted him across the head.

"Ow," he grumbled. Now the boy wanted to rub his head, but he wasn't going to with these idiots holding on to him. Looking around once more, he noticed that the girl let herself be carried in a dignified fashion. Well, being lady like was probably more important, but whatever. Gavin was just thinking, there were multiple ways to try and escape, but he's always wanted to see what happened to those people who were taken.

Blooddoll would have been dead by now, so they were safe. But what did they want?


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Zander
Posted: Mar 31 2007, 12:01 PM


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“You! Stop that!”, John growled at the fledglings still attempting to pick up the slaying weapons, ”we’re leaving.”

Damnit, I hope there’s a good reason behind making those idiots immortal…

John looked back at Jeff, considering killing him on the spot. If he didn’t need the extra cash, he probably would have. Dark eyes narrowed and suddenly his fist was swinging at the boy’s head. Just because John needed the slayer alive, didn’t mean he needed the commentary…hopefully the blow would know him out.

The younger vampires had began to move back towards ‘home’. The one group leading the girl along and the two holding the other slayer grudgingly dragging him along. John shook his head. Why the hell were they letting a mortal push them around? Even so slightly, it was ridiculous.

“You have legs, boy. Use them”, John ordered glaring at the youth.


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Posted: Mar 31 2007, 06:21 PM





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Unlike the blow that had been given to his sister earlier the blow that John had delivered to Jeff prooved to be more acurate and the slayer, almost upon impact, slumped, unconcious but alive, to the ground.

Seeing her brother fall unconcious causeded Brittany to forget that she was supposed to be attempting to appear dignified and she immeadiatly tried running to his aid but was prevented by the vampires who where holding her arms. "No! Jeff! No!" she cried out as she struggled to free herself and tears came to her eyes and ran down her cheeks as she was afeared that the vampire had killed him with that blow.
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