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Post by Laylei on Oct 29, 2010 19:43:30 GMT -5
(This will occur in other locations, but the thread will stay in this sub-forum.)
In the basement of the Underground Night-Club, sat the armory in which many of corporations would love to have their hands on. Many secrets lurk in the boxes and crates. Vaults litter the walls off the basement, and many bullet proof exhibits. Holding proudly ancient artifacts and such. Here men and women, 'employed' by not only Underground but by various factions, study these very relics. Harbor the power they posses, learn and try to utilize such power for various tasks. Then sell it to the highest bidder. The owner was an Illuminati after all.
And in this vault pranced about the ten year old daughter of already mentioned owner. Her name, being Kaylei Limora, and she was a magically inclined, mind destroyer. Only when it was fun. And as she frolicked freely in the high clearance sector, behind the largest of vaults. Which contained only one occult object. The girl's curiosity began to wander towards the vault, as it gave off bright glows and soft scrapping noises.
And then, everything in the building went black. The music on the crowded dance floor cut out, and the lights went off. People began to groan, and complain.
Unfortunately, the night was only beginning. As it was All Hallow's Eve. And the secret world unleashed on such days.
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Post by Hecate on Oct 29, 2010 21:17:10 GMT -5
((Brook))
Great, I come in for a drink, and this happens.Still pressing her cold beer against her black eye, she looked out over at the dance floor, then up at the ceiling. All that met her eyes was blackness.
-20 Minutes Earlier-
Brook wandered down the street in a zigzag pattern.Passersby pulled their kids, or shifted, out of her way. I must look like hell.She felt like hell to boot. After dealing with a wreck of a job-she'd almost lost a finger- and only getting paid half of what she'd been promised, Brook was looking for a way to blow off some steam.
Her pinkie finger, which had recently been stitched back onto her hand, ached dully; the painkillers she'd been given had yet to take effect.Being sure to keep her brownish-red hair in front of her swollen black eye, she continued on her way.
It wasn't long before she'd wandered to the Underground. A line, about thirty people long, stretched out before it. Digging through her canvas bag, she tugged out her VIP pass, and wandered into the VIP line. Flashing her pass to the bouncer, she descended down the stairs and into the club itself. Setting herself down at the bar, she ordered a beer.
"Thanks." she murmured to the bartender as they handed her the beer. Pressing the ice cold glass bottle to her swelling black eye, she let out a sigh of relief. Barely a second passed before the lights suddenly went out, leaving everyone in the dark.
-Now-
"Goddammit!"Still keep the beer against her black eye, Brook twisted around in her seat, reaching for where she'd left her canvas bag. Tugging out her pistol, butterfly knife and chalk, she prepared herself for whatever was going to happen next.
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Post by Conor on Oct 30, 2010 4:26:35 GMT -5
Conor sat at the bar when the lights went off. Sighing he stood up and looked around. Laughing to himself at some of the reactions in the crowd as the people moaned and complained.
He shut his eyes for about a mint before opening them again, his pupils were a new color, a faint purple color. Taking another look around he noted a few people who were getting a bit to for ahead of themselves (Including Brook)
Strolling over to her all the while perfectly dodging the bewildered people swatting around in the dark. He sat down next to her, and sat with her looking at what was unfolding, "Hey, Remember me. From that party? Before bringing lead into this maybe we should find out whats going?", He whispered so as to not get the girl in trouble with anyone higher up
Not looking at her until he noted the fact she had a gun in hand, which was very hard to do in the dark but he still did so, smiling at her Conor then looked back out to what was going on, on the dance floor.
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Post by Shelly on Oct 30, 2010 16:16:31 GMT -5
'Wow, my eyes are so red' Shelly thought as she looked at her reflection in the Underground's ladies room. Taking out some eye drops, she deftly put a couple of drops in each eye and waited for the burning to subside. Finally, opening her eyes, she was glad to see the redness disappear.
She decided to touch up her make-up, and after applying blush and mascara, she put on some plum-colored lipstick that made her deep blue eyes look even deeper blue...
As she finished brushing out her long blonde hair, she felt she was finally more presentable. Running a hand down the front of her black tank top, she walked out of the bathroom. Glancing at the crowded dance floor, she made her way back to the bar to sit next to Conor, whom she had met at the party. He did not see her, but got up to talk to the brown-haired Brooke.
'Is that a black eye she has?' Shelly thought amused, wondering if the restless Brook had met her match. Taking a deep sip of her drink, she sighed as the cool liquor slid down her throat. A song she liked came on, and as she was getting into it, the lights suddenly went out.
'What the hell?' She tensed up, reaching into her back pocket to get her switchblade, readying herself for whatever was going to happen next...
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Post by Tom on Oct 31, 2010 20:49:47 GMT -5
Tom opened an eye. Not that it made much difference, he wasn't seeing much either way. He let out a long breath before sitting up from his position lying around on the couch. It never failed, as soon as he lay down to get a bit of shuteye, something bad went down. To be fair, it was probably just his karma for staying up all night playing games with people halfway across the world instead of sleeping, but still, couldn't the stuff that goes bump in the night be a little bit more considerate of his sleep schedule?
He picked himself up off the couch and hefted himself to his feet. He checked his watch, pressing the button on the side to light it up briefly. Figures, less than ten minutes. He sighed and headed out of the upstairs employee lounge. Even though he wasn't technically on the security payroll, everyone basically treated him like he was. Ever since that Illuminati raid, crazy bastards. He had best get to securing.
"Alright everyone, chill out. We'll get the power back on ASAP," he called into the room as he came down the stairs and headed towards the basement, and the hidden armory. He was intent on hitting up the fuse box to get the power back on, but he should probably check to make sure the armory door was secure first.
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Post by Ysme on Nov 3, 2010 13:59:50 GMT -5
Hang was at the bar chatting to a couple of people when the lights went out. She picked her outfit out a while ago for this evening. All Hallows Eve was always fun and she always dressed up for it, whereever she was in th world.
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Post by Conor on Nov 3, 2010 16:33:21 GMT -5
Deciding to leave Brook to her own devices Conor picked up his mask that he put down on the bar. He walked over to stand in between Shelly and Hang. he looked either side of him before taking a seat and taking a swig of his drink. He looked over at Shelly and smiled at her, getting up again to go and sit close to her he smiled as he sat next to her "Hello again cutey" He said before putting on his Hallows eve mask "How're you doing" he said with a comforting voice He was trying to make the best of a dark situation, that and calm some people down ( img824.imageshack.us/img824/7708/maskfullfractured.jpg - His mask)
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Post by Hecate on Nov 3, 2010 22:15:24 GMT -5
"Hey, Remember me. From that party? Before bringing lead into this maybe we should find out whats going?"
For a moment, Brook merely stared in the direction Conor's voice had come from. Then...
Holy shit!
Silent as a cat, she jumped in the opposite direction, all instincts screaming at her to keep away from that creepy dude with his music. She remained silent, listening to check that Conor had left. Hearing that he had, she relaxed a little; although, Brook was still as blind as a bat in the dark.
"Dammit, anyone know when the light's are gonna be back on?I can't see for crap."
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Post by Shelly on Nov 4, 2010 14:12:20 GMT -5
Hearing scuffling noises in the dark, Shelly sat quietly listening, her knife secure in the palm of her hand. Hang was close to her, and before he arrived, she smelled Conor's distinct cologne. 'Thank God someone I know is here' She thought feeling a bit more comforted, as he stood next to her.
"Hello again cutey" Conor said before putting on his Hallows eve mask "How're you doing" he said with a comforting voice.
"I was fine until the lights went out" Shelly replied smiling, even though she knew he could not see her very well in the darkness of the club. "I will be much better when they come back on. Does this happen often, or do you know?" She asked, lightly touching his arm, feeling both excited and comforted.
He sat down next to her, and she wished she could see his face; however, he had put on a mask, and the darkness belied his features as well. Moving closer for the security he brought to her, Shelly sighed, not at all unhappy with the current situation...
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Post by Conor on Nov 4, 2010 14:27:40 GMT -5
Conor looked around then back at Shelly "I'm afraid I'm pretty new to this place meself, I never really stay in one place for long" feeling his hand on his arm and watching her move closer he smiled
"Ahhh the darks nothing to be afraid of, " he said slightly to himself, but also so Shelly could hear it, falling quite Conor just sat in the dark and let Shelly feel comforted, he waited for the lights to come back on calmly, but he still was a bit cautious
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Post by Shelly on Nov 5, 2010 7:30:38 GMT -5
Shelly moved closer to Conor, not because she was scared, but because she liked the feelings she got when she was next to him. They were totally pleasant, and pleasant feelings was not something she was used to. Daichi, her teacher, had put her through hell so to speak during her many years of training, and there was not much time for pleasure. She knew he had loved her in his own way, but he did not know how to show it.
"I am new myself Conor. In fact, I am new to the social scene altogether. I find it quite amusing" Shelly said, surreptitiously slipping her hand under his arm. She felt him tense ever so slightly, and the "normal" person would not have noticed the tensing; however, she was so in tune with what was going on in the environment, that she did notice. 'I wonder if I am pushing myself too much onto him?' She thought, beginning to feel a bit self-conscious.
Never having had a boyfriend before, she really did not know what to do. The new feelings she was experiencing were exciting and scary at the same time. She found herself feeling somewhat confused, and she did not like that feeling. Therefore, she removed her hand, and waited for him to decide what he wanted to do. 'I think I did read somewhere that men don't really like pushy women...'
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Post by Conor on Nov 5, 2010 12:47:25 GMT -5
Conor felt the hand under his arm and smiled, as she drew it away he felt her tension, Smiling he put his hand on hers and looked into her eyes, somehow even in the dark and through the mask they could be seen. He shifted slightly closer to her
Looking around again he looked back at her and smiled "So how have ye been cutey?" Conor was ignoring the dark and trying to enjoy Shelly's company
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Post by Hecate on Nov 6, 2010 15:04:53 GMT -5
Screw this sitting around in the dark crap...
Hoping up from her seat at the bar, Brook began to feel about in the dark. Several times she bumped into another wandering patron, and several times she apologized.
"Oh..crap!Sorry, 'scuse me ma'am, or are you a dude?" As she continued to grope about blindly, much like the others, her eyes slowly adjusted to the nonexistent lighting.Concentrating on not tripping over her own feet, Brook managed to feel her way over in the direction Conor and Shelly's voices were coming from.
"Uh..hey, dude and chick-who's names I forgot-any idea as to just what the hell is going on?"
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Post by Shelly on Nov 9, 2010 0:23:23 GMT -5
"So how have ye been cutey?" Conor said as he moved closer to Shelly. It seemed as if she could feel the heat of his gaze on her face, moving up and down her body, even in the dark.
"I am wonderful now that I am here with you" She said, wanting to feel him close to her, holding her. She was not one to scare easily, but the dark did have her uneasy. Just then, she felt someone bump into her.
"Uh..hey, dude and chick-who's names I forgot-any idea as to just what the hell is going on?" Brook said as she sat down next to Shelly.
"Hi Brook. I recognize your voice, even though I cannot see you very well at all. My name is Shelly, and this is Conor. We met at Hang's party the other night." Shelly said, facing her. "No, we have no idea what is going on. We are just waiting to see what will happen next." Shelly held onto Conor's hand, immediately feeling better. "Funny how we three keep meeting up.."
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Post by Conor on Nov 9, 2010 11:50:56 GMT -5
Conor looked over at Brook, he then remembered his phone He took it out and put it on the bar, then pressing a button it emmited a light that just lit up the 3 of them The light was quite sudden and might have hurt their eyes. Conor's mask was quickly visible "Boo....hehehehe" He took the mask of and looked at Brook then at Shelly "Nah i don't really know whats goin on...You two seem pretty skittish though" Smiling her looked around again and then back and the girls
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