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 Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 8:46 pm
((The UNS are scattered around Europe, however the collection of them are in Italy. Welcome to the rp by the way.))
The air crackled lightly causing the Owl's hair to stand on end where he stood. Luca stepped up, staring down at him with an emotionless, yet terrifying disposition. "You talk to much." He said as he slowly raised his artificial hand up. He placed two fingers on the man's forehead, but nothing happened. "When you see a mother on the news who lost her kids in an accident do you run up to her and ask whether or not that was her?" He asked waiting only a few seconds for a reply. "No you wouldn't." He said as he flicked his metal fingers forward. Using his kinetic generator he increased the kinetic energy from that of a finger flick, to a 10 mile an hour car crash, while not fatal it would blow him back into a wall. Luca smiled a little and ran his figners throguh his hair. "Who's next?" He asked as he looked around.
As the two people formed onthe airport strip Lucien cracked his neck lightly. he looked towards jeannie then towards their plane which would take them to Italy. He boarded it, feeling the sense he did before, the power, the money, all of the success in the world clouding his once peaceful mind. He smiled a little as he looked towards the flight attendant. "Scotch, now." His voice commanding, but lacking any hint of aggression or anger. He knew he wasn't old enough to drink, but then who was going to stop him? He was the Death Owl, there were few Owls that could stand up to him in terms of combat and even fewer that would win in a mental battle, his confidence was returning but the humbling of his past failures and losses kept his head level, from becoming a monster again, it seemed that he was finding a balance between the powerful wrathful man he once was and the peaceful pacifist one he had become.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 9:01 pm
As the sensual yet untouched Earth Herald kissed him, Timothy's half-eyed gaze seemed to lower ever slightly. He reveled this moment for he knew there wouldn't be times in which he was able to indulge in her as much as he had today and at this very moment. Along with that, her kisses were different...as the Earth Herald, the emerald tinted woman delivered kisses that tasted like a medley of assorted fruits. Perfectly ripe and deliciously succulent...the feel of her touch...the smooth motions she made against his chest as she unbuttoned his shirt relinquished from her any fears or doubts he may have had for the moment. Worried about tomorrow, yesterday and further disappeared and Timothy did not want them to return ever again. After Sabrina broke their kiss to let him know that he was the only person she'd ever felt these feelings for, Timothy grinned, then laced his slender pale fingers through her's and leaned forward....
"It won't. I won't let it. What has changed has changed and what has not will not. I promise you..." Despite the war that was going on and would be until a victor was decided, Timothy felt confident enough to promise her more than just victory and stability of their new found affection. After leaning her back onto the bed's plush feather pillow, Timothy reassuringly caressed, Sabrina's face. Leaning closer still, he murmured silently to the awaiting girl beneath him, "May we live on forever. Together..." before delivering another passion filled kiss...
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"No, you weren't bad at all Cecilia....you did do better than I thought though." The owl of life joked with the blue beauty. After she stepped down, he did his best to shoo away the fanboys and fangirls of their cause. He wasn't part of the UNS, but he was happy that they were still following his deceased uncle's team. Undoubtedly through underground internet sites and hacked government data. By the time Cecilia had arrived again, Roulin had downed four more shots of whatever was brought into his view. Like a true italian, he was acquiring the taste for alcohol, but not this kind. He preferred wine and he could've gotten it had he been thinking. He was still far from drunk, though because he wasn't breaking down the alcohol as fast as he'd have liked to he was feeling buzzed. "Karaoke....who knew it could be so fun huh? Although I am still as tired as all get out....if you don't mind me asking, can you re-tell the story behind how you received that scar on your lower belly?"
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"Heh, that might be what I like about you the most Kate. That hipster ambiance you perpetually give off. That whole...'I was guarding souls before it was cool' thing you know? It makes you." Che jeered with the gatekeeper. After she took her step back in refusal to enter the place, Che replied by taking a step forward to reattain her hand in his. He didn't mind that she didn't want to enter the bar. A part of him did, but only to see people fail epically at their rendition of American, or in this case, Italian Idol. Who was to say that wasting a few minutes singing wasn't the best way to kill time? Seeing that Ms. Jule wasn't going to budge, Che meandered behind her like a sheet of paper in a soothing breeze and rested his hands at the woman's sides when his feet were planted on the ground again. His chin softly lowered onto her shoulder putting him into perfect whispering range. In an distinct, rather amiable voice, the mastering owl whispered into Kate's ear, "Well then Ms. Jule....where at would you rather be caught alive in? Pick a time and a place and I'll accompany you there alright?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 9:05 pm
(U.N.S)╔══════════════╗
The Clock Owl
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Diana Marone
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After taking a 45 minute walk, something to take the book off her mind. She slowly walked up the steps to the door and began to take out her key which was inside her right side pocket. Slowly taking the key into the lock she began to turn the knob to the left and began to open it while noticing a letter on the front inside steps. Slowly leaning over Diana began to pick up the letter and then began to start to close the door by pushing it as she heard a click. Taking her free hand to take off her shoes she began to walk up the to the living room and began to take a seat to the nearest sofa. "I wonder who left this here? Wouldn't hurt to take a little peek." as Diana slowly took the top left side and began to rip the top envelope slowly as the last ripping sound ripped. Taking the letter with her right hand she placed the empty envelope on the left side of the couch. Slowly unraveling the closed letter she started to read it. It was from the old man which helped her during that accident, slowly taking another peek she noticed a plane ticket to Europe? "Interesting, so he wants me to go to Europe? Hm it also looks like their are people just like me." Just like me? oh I think he meant that? Strange.. a letter being sent to me. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to go, theirs nothing much to do here. I guess it sounds like I have agreed."
(Thanks I didn't want to be caught up alone)
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 9:28 pm
Cecilia shoved her Life Owl boyfriend playfully before sliding down from her stool and headed towards the restroom while throngs of fans surrounded Roulin. She it her bottom lip to suppress a snicker. He was all on his own right there. In the bathroom, she did her business and checked herself over in the mirror. There was a faint blush on her cheeks indicating that she was just a little buzzed, but she still had her wits about her. After straightening her hair and her clothes, she walked out of the bathroom and back towards the bar sitting down next to Roulin. The fans had now gone off somewhere else. She wondered if they were going to find a pair of his underwear and auction them off on eBay. She giggled lightly at the thought before her jovial expression fell when Roulin asked her to re-tell the story of her scar she had received on her lower belly. She shook her head. "You look tired, why don't we go back to the hotel room and I'll tell you there," she suggested hoping he'd say yes. She was about ready to leave herself. The bar scene was definitely not for her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 9:38 pm
(U.N.S)╔══════════════╗
The Clock Owl
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Diana Marone
▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ After taking the two luggage which had built in wheelies she started to take out her cell phone which was a LG type. She began to dial a friend saying that she was given a ticket for Europe. And wanted to know if it was alright to get a ride. After ending her call she began to wait. And wait, and wait, and wait some more. Until a raggedy van began to pull up. It was her friend who lived well an hour away but it was very sweet of her to drive this far. Slowly sliding the right side of the van door she began to put up her luggage in the middle seat and began to sit on the right side slowly taking her right hand she slid the door shut and began to clip herself in since it was safety for passengers. After a 56 minute trip to the airport she began to thank her friend as she slid the door open and unbuckled herself while climbing out she took her luggage and slid the door shut. Seeing the van leave she made her leave to the plane she was supposed to take but in spite of her mis-direction she took the wrong one that was going to Russia. Sitting in her seat and having her luggage in the cargo hold, she began to sit their waiting for the plane to depart.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 10:37 pm
Bailey did her best to forget about what the Owl said. Yet it seemed that Luca was not about to let them go so easily. The Diclonious Owl opened her mouth to protest and attempt to persuade Luca to stop for she didn't want a scene to be caused. She watched as he generated kinetic energy using his metallic fingers and flicked Bailey's harasser away. Those who had been watching turned away and busied themselves with their drinks, but others were brave enough to shoot dirty looks at both Luca and Bailey. Bailey, herself, turned to Luca and sighed. "I mean, thanks for sticking up for me, but I really don't think it was necessary. It could have caused an entire scene in the bar," she chastised gently secretly thankful that it didn't cause a scene at all and thankful to Luca as well. She patted his metallic hand. "Try to keep this thing to yourself from now on all right? At least for tonight," she said smiling cheerfully to prove that she wasn't angry at all with him
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 10:48 pm
Kojiro made his way through the crowds rather easily, and Rikka had made her way to Kojiro shoulder, afraid of being crushed by a passerby,"This is too hard..." he mumbled as he was buffeted by the oncoming "traffic" Kojiro tried to force his way through, until he was grabbed by the shoulder, being wheeled around to see an irate Serena beginning to yell at him, he looked over as her grip tightened as she scolded him, but before he could apologize she seemed to stop, she seemed to have blown the thing off. Kojiro heaved a sigh of relief until she seemed to catch on to some of his injuries,"How did she see them?!" he thought frantically, hoping she would not see the one on his back. Kojiro was already coming up with a barrage of excuses and ideas to protect this town from her wrath,"....I tripped....I fell...Rikka scratched me?....she doesn't have any claws!...she cant bite through skin...well as long as she cant see my back...I will patch it up and cover it up in the when I am alone, maybe in the bath...that will work....I will just have to hide it until then..." he thought as she led him to the hotel. feeling somewhat comforted she was worried about him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 12:21 am
Danny shook his head as Nika chided him for getting so few items, "ah... i really don't need that much anymore Nika" he said with turning red slightly, "thanks again though, and ill be sure to get it to you when ever you want it" he laughed a little still rather timid, but warming up to the carefree woman. he had after all been traveling with her and Neah for some time now, and he was feeling rather at home with the siblings. lazily he followed Nika with a light smile on his face and he lightly hummed an old tune he used to listen too before he had died originally. "you still never told me what Raven sent us here to do Nika?" he said as he lifted his arms to rest on the back of his head, he missed his little tag along, the corpse puppy he liked to keep by his side, but he had decided to leave it back in new Exwire for the time being considering the massive amounts of human beings that would probably freak or die of fright at the sight.
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Morgan had been just about to jump to bailey's defence as the stranger came up and began to accuse her of some mass murder, but the appearance of bailey's boyfriend stopped her in her tracks and Morgan blinked as the accuser was flung back into the bar wall. "hot damn" she mumbled as she stared at the victim of Luca's flick then turned back to Bailey as she reached out for Luca's hand, "jeeze if i had a boyfriend who hit off all the jack a**' that came on to me like that probably wouldn't be in this mess" she chuckled and turned to the bar as she downed her glass of whiskey, "Uno mas! Por favor!" she chuckled and took another sip of her drink after it was refilled, "so, does this mean ill be drinking with myself again?" she asked turning back to bailey and Luca as she continued to sip from her drink
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 3:35 am
((NPC - Annie ))
Annie almost facepalmed when Daryle mentioned how the sky spoke words of wisdom, but it wasn't in her nature to facepalm and she was rather used to Daryle. "Charity gig! What are you doing here?" Annie inquired as she pushed Daryle along and entered the bar. "Orange juice it is for me too!" The blonde female Owl declared before eyeing Daryle. "Don't listen to this tonedeaf man, bartender! Who said I can't sing!" And then she launched into a song to rebut Daryle's declaration that he was better.... "Anything you can do I can do better! ~" The Seeker Owl was belting out even without a microphone..... even over other people's singing.------------------ Chris Shadowheart Demios was so absorbed in looking around that he had yet to notice the little rabbit sneaking around. He had noticed a strange painting covered in a fine layer of dust, however before he could touch it he herd a sneeze that brought him from his thoughts. Approximately that same time his phone began to loudly ring "damn it always interruptions" he groaned to himself. He then looked down and noticed bun bun. "Huh? oh bun bun, you always seem to be following me" He said with a smile before picking the little robot up. "But you really should be careful you could get yourself hurt here" He said. He then answered his phone "Oh hey Noel" He started trying to hide her call had been a bit ill timed. "They are going alright, a bit behind schedule but nothing I can't handle" He said. ((Bun Bun)) Bun Bun cuddled up in Demios's arms like a real bunny, with fur being comfy and all. "I am a strong bunny!" the robot declared. He stayed quiet as Demios answered the phone, but chirped up right after Demios into the phone. "Noel God Owl Anderson black haired diamond lady, Demi is down!"((Will coming next post))
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 4:10 am
((UNS - Will))
The Satan Owl felt his counterpart shut off the telepathic link. "Ah, Noel, but I did want to hear you sing again....it has been a long time..." He smirked and shrugged her response off. And so...William DeScythe strolled along, heading in Che and Kate's general direction.
He glanced up at the night sky, and a sigh escaped from his lips. Hmm...Anya.... so you've finally made a decision, have you? For now anyway.... Little Nikolai is your choice. The engagement ring was still on Anya's finger for a reason. To release her from the engagement or not? The devil smirked. Nah. I'm not done with her yet.
The smirk on his face widened as Che and Kate came into view. He just happened to "coincidentally" hear Kate flatly state that she wouldn't be caught dead at the karaoke bar before he arrived, and now he could see Che whispering into Kate's ear. The devil could hear Che's words. He waltzed forward and put one arm around Kate and the other around Che. "Ah, you two lovebirds...." He began to steer them closer to the bar and into the bar. "I've got a bottle of your favorite wine, Cheani. Why don't you share it with sulking Kate here. She can't get enough of you." He winked as he somehow shoved the bottle of Che's favorite wine into his student's hand. "And Kate lady, watch out. Cheani's a handful." With a laugh, the Satan Owl shoved the two of them into the bar where many of the other Owls were.
However, the sound of two voices made Will pause in his footsteps. What are the two of them doing together? I'd recognize the start of that anywhere.....
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 4:40 am
((TFP---Serena))
“I don’t hear you explaining yourself, Kojiro.” Serena muttered in annoyance. “Never mind, it is your business to share. I won’t question you any further. But, should I find out what happened through someone else I will not be happy.” The silver eyed woman led them back to the hotel and directed Koji to her room. She unlocked the door and indicated for him to take a seat while she began pacing around the room and grabbing random objects. “Honestly, why didn’t you ring me? You know I would have come to you should you have asked.” She glanced over at the Frozen Owl and sighed somewhat “Nevertheless, you are fine…Well, you are ok enough..”
Serena crossed the room; in her arms were bandages, disinfectant wipes, scissors and various other health aiding goods. She stared at Koji for a moment before smiling angelically. “Remove your coat and top and any other clothing that is doing a poor job at hiding your injuries. Face it, you cannot hide from these eyes.” She said it so bluntly that the poor Frozen Owl would know that she was not messing around. “If you don’t do it yourself… I will” Again, it was in the blunt ‘I will not take no for an answer’ tone of voice. “I will fix you up in the most pain free way that I can muster.” She placed the objects in her arms down next to Koji , awaiting for him to follow her instructions.“Oh, I also picked up some kitten milk while I was out. The little runt is not supposed to drink cow’s milk. Did you know that?”
((UNS---Daryle))
“Tone deaf? Moi? Oh how wrong you are Annie Bear!” The Breezy Owl rounded on the barman and pointed at Annie “Can you hear how her flat notes make the daffodils weep? I am sorry you have to put up with her when she is being so unreasonable. Let me show you what real singing is like!” Daryle cleared his throat and smiled widely before opening his mouth and belting out a tune in retaliation to Annie’s declaration of singing war….. “She can’t sing, but I love her, breaks a new note every day. She can’t sing but we know that. Oh I only hope she’ll shut up one day~” And so, the Breezy Owl retaliated with his own rendition of the Disney song ‘He’s a tramp’ Of course, he had changed the lyrics knowing full well if he hadn’t Annie would have probably smacked him. Besides, She was not a tramp and her scary uncle had just walked in….
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 6:08 am
((NPC - Annie Balderon - Someone can NPC the bartender if they want.))
The bartender did not really stare at the two of them, Daryle and Annie. Perhaps, to him, the two had already come in drunk, and perhaps that was why they had gotten orange juice at a bar. The man shook his head and slid the two glasses of orange juice. "Baloney! Your singing makes daffodils drop dead!" Annie shouted back at Daryle as she begun to sing a familiar tune known to most people, even if they didn't understand English. "And when the broken hearted people/ Like you disagree/ My singing is the better, let it be~" Unlike Daryle, Annie did not notice that her great great...great... uncle had just entered. She was too wrapped up with Daryle. When it came to sing offs, the two of them went wild. Sooner or later, one of them would probably grab the microphone from someone.
((Beatles - Let it Be))
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:51 am
(U.N.S)╔══════════════╗
The Clock Owl
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Diana Marone
▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ After a few hours later Diana began to grow impatient with the plane. It was fine after it took off a few hours but now the trip seemed to be taking a bit longer then she was hoping, usually it takes about 1 day to get to Europe but now it's been like 1 day and 5 hours. Could she have gotten on the wrong plane? Looking at the passengers they were speaking in a rather distinct language which she understood a bit but looking at one of the passenger putting on a hat she recognized she began to rush to the left side window and was in shock. Russia! Oh dear, this isn't good. As she was thinking to herself. Sitting their thinking she remembered taking a few little trips to the halls, of course this is the 3rd time she took a plane so pretty much she made a few little mistakes...Oh man!... thinking to herself. Slowly sitting their watching a movie which seemed to be IN Russian she kinda felt a bit of Anxiety coming in. She began to look for a paper bag through her luggage and began to sit down breathing in and out, breathing in and out, breathing in and out through the paper bag. It kinda did disturb some of the passengers but some understood the feeling and came over to help her relax. Some of them were mothers who had children with the same disorder. Some of the Passengers just turned the other cheek talking about a girl having a panic attack on the plane. But after a few hours later the plane was arriving in Russia and Diana who sat their was behind held by someone to comfort to keep her relaxed in the state of mind what usually people would call it. After leaving the plane and having a chat with some of the mothers they told her to drink plenty of fluids nothing like caffeine or anything with soda in its name. Diana was understandable as she left through the little hallway and into the airport where she sighed in relief. Thank you.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:08 am
"Don't worry drunken clowns never stand up when someone's proven they're better." He said as he lowered his metallic arm. He looked down at her and smiled. "I'll keep it down. But isn't the Prince suppose to sweep the princess off her feet like that?" He asked as he lowered his head, kissing her lightly on the lips. He stopped a few moments later when he heard a familiar voice, Morgan's. "Trust me you don't want someone who's going to start random bar fights." When she ordered another drink he wondered how many she had already had, Luca was never a big drinker, it screwed up his shooting so he never did it. "Bailey go ahead and have a drink with her I'll go see if I can find something to occupy my time."
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:17 am
Bailey was very much relieved when Luca promised that he would not do anything like that again. At least not for tonight. A blush made itself comfortable on her cheeks as Luca kissed her. She could still feel the warmth of his lips even after he stepped away from her. She heard Morgan give her own input. Bailey didn't dislike the girl, she just didn't approve of some of her antics. Bailey smiled and nodded at Luca. "Hope you have fun," she said. She was a little curious at what he was going to do, but decided not to ask. And even though Bailey didn't drink, she would at least sit at the bar with the others. Glancing up at the stage, she rolled her eyes at Daryle and Annie. "I hope their mouths rot off," she grumbled as she watched the two of them make spectacles of themselves.
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