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                     Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 3:33 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ◘~Jayce Elder~◘ Lighting the lat candle, Jayce sighed and looked over to Kuro. "I apologize for the whole religious theme of my home, but it brings me comfort." He said and walked over to the couch and sat at the opposite end of Kuro.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 7:28 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            "It is rather contradictory for a vampire to have them, but if its what makes you comfortable why change it." She shurgged and leaned against the back of the sofa. "What do you do for enterainment here, I see you have no television or a computer." She asked peering around the dimly lit room, she doubted he even had a radio.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 2:54 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ◘~Jayce Elder~◘ Markus thought for a moment, "I don't do anything for fun, unless you call sketching fun." He said with a small shrug. "I keep a room for my art, though, it's more of a work place than anything else." He did sketches, paintings, water colors and everything of the sort and would sell them to those whom wanted to claim them as their own.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 4:16 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Gabrielle Wood
   She smiled. "Ooh. Such a gentleman." She practically purred and walked in. When she did, she saw a couple of female vampires who looked up at her, grinning a sharp-toothed grin at her. Their eyes blazed a bloody crimson.          
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 5:14 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            My heart is made of ice and if you break it... 
 
  Elias softly chuckled and followed in after her, pausing as he saw a few vampiresses. His breath catching in his throat as his eyes gazed into their crimson ones. He stayed near the door, ready to turn and run if needed.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 7:08 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Kuro was intrigued when he mentioned doing his own artwork. "I dont suppose I could have a look at your work...I collect art from all around the world. I love paintings and other pieces." She said with a small smile, several of her pieces had been obtained in some interesting manners but she wouldn't bring that up at the moment. If there was anything of his she liked she had an account filled with funds specifically for artwork.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 12:40 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Gabrielle Wood
   The vampiresses' eyes instantly gained more interest. They gazed at each other for a heartbeat and then grinned at the two, getting ready to lunge.  A snarl ripped from Gabrielle's throat. She took a step in front of Elias, her blue eyes blazing and the hair on the back of her neck bristling.          
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 12:59 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ◘~Jayce Elder~◘ Thinking over it, Markus nodded, "Yes. Of course." He said and got to his feet and motioned her to follow as he went through the hall and to a wooden door with a silver cross on it. He opened the door, revealing a small work station, sketches and paintings hung from the walls, not leaving a single space bare. They pieces of art were of people, places, animals and other things of the sorts. Each piece was detailed very well and if colored correctly, would have you almost convinced it was real, but, there sat a closet on the left side of the wall with sketches pinned upon it, but these were more gruesome and terrifying.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:25 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            My heart is made of ice and if you break it... 
 
  Watching the vampires, his eyes finally flickered over to Gabrielle, "L-Let's just leave." He said in a soft vocie to her. He didn't want to get into anymore fights with vampires, especially hungry ones.
 
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                     Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 6:48 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Kuro's interest was instantly drawn to the more gruesome artwork on that side of the room. She wandered along the array of pieces inspecting them with a critical eye. She glanced at him with a wry smile. "You have quite the range of subject matter." She murmured looking at a particularly gruesome scene in a painting. 
  His attention to detail and colour was astounding. Depsite the difference in topics throughout his work. His skills remained consistent. She pointed out four paintings. "How much for those four?" She asked indicating for of the most terrifying pictures in the room. "Would an even 10 be enough?" She offered gazing at the pictures with a smile.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 3:14 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ◘~Jayce Elder~◘ Jayce watched as she looked over at his darker art. She had picked out four of his darkest pieces and shook his head. "Take them,  I don't want anything in return." He said leaning against the door frame. His eyes glanced door to the fingertips which peered out from under the closet door and almost growled. "I've been working on another dark piece, possibly my greatest yet." He said quickly, "It's sitting on my desk if you'd like to see it." He hoped she didn't notice the fingers like he had. And he wasn't planning on explaining what rest inside the closet.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 3:32 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Gabrielle Wood
   Gabrielle stared the vampiresses down for another second and then stepped out of the ice cream shop. She sensed them still coming and grabbed Elias's hand and ran her speed. Instantly she heard the sounds of their pursuit.          
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 4:49 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            My heart is made of ice and if you break it... 
 
  Elias soon pulled away, "Running isn't going to get us anywhere." He said and turned as a staff of ice formed in his hands. He twirled it abit, muttering gaelic under his breath before slamming the end of the staff into the ground. Several dark portals opened up and creatures who had blades for forearms and calves crawled out from the portals, they had bags over their heads that tied at the neck, their movements were jerky and quick. There was a total of twenty of them heading for the vampiresses. He turned and took hold of Gabrielle's hand again. "Now we can run." He said.
 
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                     Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 5:58 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Kuro could smell something premeating the room from the direction of the closet. Instead of going to look however she followed his direction to the desk to inspect his new piece. It was breath-takingly disturbing. She loved it. Her mind instantly forgot the smell she had picked up on. "I can't take your artwork for free...there must be something I could give you in return?" She stated looking up at him seriously.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 5:31 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ◘~Jayce Elder~◘ Jayce shook his head and swiftly moved over to the closet while her back was turned. "There's nothing that you could give me in return." He said and sighed, "Unless there's a magical place where money does buy happiness." He scoffed abit and looked down at the floor, folding his arms across his chest.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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