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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jul 26, 2005 13:28:44 GMT -5
Jimmy walked down the streets, wary of the people around him, he walked with confidence though, a danger seemed to follow him that stopped any cutpurses, or cutthroats that might try him. He heard a sound behind him and whirled around seeing...no one. The street he had turned down was desolate. Nothing followed him only the shadows of the night.
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Post by Asterion on Jul 26, 2005 13:41:20 GMT -5
Someone dared to follow him, not at all dazed by the danger that seemed to surround him. This figure silently stocked him, quickly hidding when Jimmy spun around, waiting a few seconds before resuming his stalking of this person, interested only in where he was going and how many things of value he had on him.
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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jul 26, 2005 14:05:00 GMT -5
Jimmy paused filling his being with what was around him, he couldn't feel the a vampire, but vaguely in the distance he felt one, he followed the scent.
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Post by Asterion on Jul 28, 2005 23:47:11 GMT -5
The theif's hand slipped into his cloak, to the belt of throwing knifes straped around his waist. This following was getting boring... maybe it was time to end it.... That was when he caught the vampire's scent and paused, considering if it was worth encountering a vampire simply to get some more gold. He shook his head and dissappeared into the night.
The vampire in question personally didn't really care about the presence of the Dhampir. He was actually waiting for him to come, hoping that this once someone would be strong enough to kill him.
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