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Post by Shelly on Nov 9, 2010 19:27:56 GMT -5
"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" Conor said with a smile. Shelly smiled back, her hand still in his, and said, "No, not really skittish, just wary. But, with you here, I feel safe" She sense Brook rolling her eyes, and grinned. 'Well, I cannot help how I feel' She thought at once defensive, but yet understanding how it might look to someone else. Shelly saw shadows of others around them illuminated by Conor's phone, and the looks of uneasiness on their faces. "Rounds of drinks on the house" someone called out, and a shout went up at the news. A song suddenly came over the loudspeakers. www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRvCvsRp5ho&ob=av2eAs a waitress came over to take their orders, Shelly heard a noise coming from the stairway, which was next to where they were sitting...
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Post by Conor on Nov 10, 2010 13:16:40 GMT -5
Conor glanced a quick look at the stair case...it was almost instant but he still seemed to take in every detail Turning back to Shelly he placed his other hand on her shoulder to reassure her, he smiled also He then placed his order with the waitress
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Post by Shelly on Nov 10, 2010 20:56:28 GMT -5
Shelly felt Conor's comforting hand on her shoulder, but she still felt somewhat uneasy. As he ordered his drink, Shelly took a sip of hers. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a light flash on the stairway. Turning to see what it was, it blinked out, then flashed again.
"Conor, did you see that?" She asked worriedly, turning to face the stairway full-faced. "Want to go check it out?" She asked, getting up from her seat.
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Post by Conor on Nov 11, 2010 14:25:49 GMT -5
Conor smiled at her and stood , his trench coat dropping down "Thought you'd never ask" He pulled put his concealed pistols and put them in his pockets for ease of access He took her hand and walked towards the door and light
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Post by Shelly on Nov 11, 2010 21:44:51 GMT -5
"Thought you'd never ask" Conor said with a grin as he put his pistols in his coat pockets. Shelly had her switchblade and she took out her .45 and put it in her pocket as well. Following Conor down the stairway, the light continued to blink on and off, and then they heard a scraping noise. Following the blinking light, Shelly saw a flashlight laying on a table in the corner of the room. Picking it up, she told Conor it might come in handy if the light stopped blinking, because the club's lights still had not come on. He agreed, then moved forward. As they walked slowly down the corridor, a song flashed through Shelly's mind.. www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6KXgjLqSTgSuddenly, they saw a little girl run across the hallway and into another room...
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Post by Hecate on Nov 13, 2010 11:58:00 GMT -5
"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."
It took a moment for her mind to process this; the fact that she had a bit of a phobia of the dark wasn't helping either.
"Oh..ooh, I remember now."she said at last. She squinted in the sudden light coming from Conor's cellphone."Ow..a warning would've been nice." Rubbing her smarting eyes, she wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes before looking around. There were others, but she'd already known that, light or no. She couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, surrounded by all these people.Friend or foe, who knows?
She hadn't noticed that Shelly and Conor had made their way over to the stairwell, but it didn't take long for her to notice that she was alone. Frowning, she copied what Conor had done and used her own cellphone to illuminate the surrounding area. It didn't take her long to find the pair.
"Looking for something?"she asked, popping up behind the two of them.
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Post by Shelly on Nov 13, 2010 17:34:15 GMT -5
"Looking for something?" Brook said coming up behind Shelly and Conor. "Damn!" Shelly cried out, jumping a bit as she was not expecting anyone to come up on them. "Sorry Brook, you just startled me." She thought she saw a grin on Brook's face....
"There is this weird light that keeps flashing on and off and Conor and I decided to check it out. While walking down here, I thought I saw a little girl run across the hallway, but that must be ridiculous, because why would a little girl be down here?" Shelly said, making room for Brook beside her and Conor. Conor started walking forward again, and slowly, Shelly and Brook followed...
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Post by Laylei on Nov 19, 2010 21:15:01 GMT -5
"Did I forget to pay the fucking electric bill ? No, I paid it. Then why the hell are the lights off, Darling ? Who do I have to beat into bloody submission to get the lights back on, huh ?" Flinging her hands up in annoyance, Laylei leans over the railing from the second floor of the club. Looking out to the sea of patrons, all looking around dumb-founded as a few emergency lights flicker on dimly, Lay's expression turns into a slight scowl.
Nose wrinkling a bit, Lay looks around as a foul odor, that of burnt ash, cooper, and other various items fill the club. The smell was that of normal occult like incenses, and the club's air seemingly tinted to a florescent purple.
As the patrons of the club's voices died down, a loud thumping could be heard from under the dance-floor itself. Which coincidentally was where the basement laid.
Bitting her lip in slight apprehension , Laylei sighs a she turns to the nearest security personnel, nodding slowly. "Evacuate the civillians, and shut down the club. Code black."
And with that, Laylei turned to lean on the railing. Her breath hissing through her teeth, as she lays her head on the cool metal casually. "Just what I needed, honest."
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Post by Shelly on Nov 20, 2010 14:18:57 GMT -5
As Conor, Shelly, and Brook continued moving forward slowly, a foul odor filled the air.
"What the hell is that smell? It is awful!" Shelly said with disgust, wrinkling her nose and trying not to breathe it in too deeply. Suddenly, a loud noise came from their left. Whirling around, Shelly gasped. "And now we have a loud noise. What is wrong with this club?"
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Post by Conor on Nov 20, 2010 15:41:35 GMT -5
Conor took in a few breaths through his nose, and then became more alert, he took on a more serious face and stance, hidden on his back was a Sheathe, he removed his coat and took out his great oddly shaped sword, Automatic pistol on left hand and sword in the right he moved foward with the girls behind him Hearing the noise Conor turned to look around
"And now we have a loud noise. What is wrong with this club?" "I dunno, but its certainly worth taking a look "
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Post by Hecate on Nov 20, 2010 16:31:25 GMT -5
Upon catching a whiff of that unpleasant smell, she backed away, her hand curling around the switchblade she gripped in her right hand.Rather than following in after Shelly and Conor, she backtracked out of the corridor.
Just as she did this, the sound of something..thumping underneath the dance floor drifted to her ears.An earthquake?In New York?No...Palms becoming slick with sweat, she glanced around, eyes still struggling to adjust to the dark.
"Uh..Conor, Shelly?You guys might want to head out to the dance floor."she called over to them, eyes darting in the general direction of the thumping noise"Sounds like there's something under the ground."
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Post by Shelly on Nov 20, 2010 17:35:19 GMT -5
"I dunno but it's certainly worth taking a look" Conor said softly, sword in one hand, gun in another... Shelly felt for her switchblade, noting it was in her back pocket. She withdrew her pistol from her boot, and followed Conor.
"Uh..Conor, Shelly?You guys might want to head out to the dance floor."Brook called over to them, eyes darting in the general direction of the thumping noise "Sounds like there's something under the ground." Shelly turned toward where Brook's voice was coming from, and grabbed Conor's arm. "I hear it too Conor. I don't like this shit. What should we do now?"
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Post by Conor on Nov 22, 2010 15:49:26 GMT -5
Conor looked back at them, and then around "Yeah, lets go back upstairs, i don't wanna be down wit whatever is down here" Conor turned and motioned for them to move upstairs,as they ran upstairs Conor took on last look around before following suite
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Post by Shelly on Nov 22, 2010 19:15:29 GMT -5
"Yeah, lets go back upstairs, i don't wanna be down wit whatever is down here" Conor said turning toward the stairs. Shelly followed suit, and soon they were back at the top of the stairwell. The noises seemed louder than before.
"I am about sick of this. I hate not knowing what the hell is going on!" She said beginning to grow angry...
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Post by Laylei on Nov 24, 2010 21:11:15 GMT -5
As the regular patrons were forced out of the club slowly, Laylei paced back and forth. Heels clacking on the marble flooring, Lay crossed her arms against her chest as she huffed loudly. Whipping her head to the nearest security member, she barks loudly at the man. "And you're standing here stupidly because ? Go downstairs and get anyone else, and continue the god damn situation, Darling. Do I need to spoon feed you every fucking order ?"
Pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance, Laylei squeezed harder as an exsperated moan hiss out of her teeth once more. As she had an inner freak out, Lay heard foot steps and voices echo down from the stair-well, a few feet from where she stood. "And who the fuck is letting people upstairs ? Employees only damnit."
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Down in the basement, the situation was slowly deterorating as the whole basement was engulfed in a red tinted fog. The odor left everything wreaking, smelling like a mixture of dead corpses, and everything else unholy.
The scientists were all evacuated and all that was left were elite Underground security members, all facing the great vault, in which a large smashing was emitting from the otherside.
All the while, a small 10 yr old girl huddled in the small air-vent in the corner. Eyes squeezed shut.
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