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Post by Ryoku on May 23, 2005 21:44:01 GMT -5
A tall willowy figure dressed in a form fitting buisness suit entered the doors to the library, cigarette hanging from lips that seemed to always stay in the same straight line. Sky blue eye's that where all to bright and flawless for there owner scans the towering shelves of books. The figure turns down a dark isle, long fingers running along the worn and ruff edges tof the books. The fingers stopping at a book entitled 'The Collected Poems of Edgar Allan Poe' and pulling it out.
Ryoku sighed in a fond memory that hit her as she pulled the book down from it's resting place, all to welcoming, all to saddening. She shakes it off and focus's on the book titles as she passed down the isle, and turning she walks to an oak table placed in the middle of the musky library, not really aware of the damp and old smell that mingled with the fragrance of her cigarette. She sits. The old chair squeeking in protest. Placeing the book down she opens and begins to read, the beautiful words slowly takeing her off into another world.
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Post by Kitari on May 23, 2005 21:53:52 GMT -5
Stepping sounds of shoes upon the carpet of the library are heard as a tall being who’s figure was hidden under his shirt and trench coat, although from the hints and the way he moved and looked, one could assume was rather muscular. The being was none other then Kitty himself, he was in the library actually to find some good books to contemplate. There wasn’t much left for him to do anymore, the counsel wanted him dead and if he stayed he would only put others in danger. The tip of the sheath of his sword dragged along the carpet as his sword, a pitch black sword of twilight: created from Alucard’s soul, his brother’s last time. He was actually perpare to leave the inn and set out on a journey to find his redemption, but decided he would spend a few days making his peace and perhaps find the serenity in his life that he missed so dearly. His journey into the library was halted suddenly when he noticed someone sitting in a old squeaking chair. Though his judgement told him to leave things be, his curiosity got the better of him. He approached her from behind careful not to make much of a sound until he was close, “Hello… there..”<br>
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Post by Ryoku on May 23, 2005 22:27:04 GMT -5
Before the being appeared in the Library, her body reacted, the hair on the back of her neck stood up and her senses went wild. But she had just dismissed it as her nicotine craving being chased away after so many days without a cigarette during the time she "tried" to quit. She turned and looked up towards the hidden face of the man speaking to her. Noticeing his skin was about as pale as hers, and his aura... stronger. "Hey?" It was very out of place seeing she hadn't noticed him before.
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Post by Kitari on May 24, 2005 13:06:07 GMT -5
Kitty sniffed the air slightly and could smell the blood pulsating through her veins: it was not human. He grinned slightly knowing exactly what she was, even though it seemed oblivious to her in all way since one like her who knew what they were would not even stay there. His skin was a creamy pale color which looked like hers… odd for someone who did not know who they truly are. However his mind was merely distracted, by the turn of recent events and he decided not to pry into know if she knew what she was, “Hello, I haven’t seen you here before…”
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Post by Ryoku on May 26, 2005 18:49:07 GMT -5
Ryoku had zoned out almost completly in a trance. Stareing at the man. She snapped out of it when he spoke. Shakeing her head she gave a nod. "Yah... I haven't been about lately to notice new visitors.." Ryoku stood up to her full height, and held out her hand. "I guess it would be unprofesional to not introduce myself.. or find out about those staying at my inn.." Ryoku gave a weak and tired smile, awaiting for him to take her hand, still trying to shake the uneasy feeling she had about him.
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