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Nov 20, 2012 4:48:21 GMT -5
Post by Varis Blackmane on Nov 20, 2012 4:48:21 GMT -5
Varis watched as the one he had thought to be human change into a Falcon and screech after the Daemon with the electricity obsession. Sheathing his blade he shook his head figuring he would be able to listen for the bird screeching in the middle of the night to follow the girl, scooping up the clothes as he ran past he felt materials that was distinct like jeans, and leather, as well as a couple other materials he wasn't sure of, one felt like cotton and the other felt like lace. He wasn't paying attention to what it was though, it was dark anyway. He kept his ears open in an attempt to listen for the falcon girl's screech so he could follow as he ran for the window they went out leaping far from the window his wings snapped open, with that distinct sound only his leathery wings could make. He used long powerful strokes to propel him forward towards the other Daemon and his new friend the naked falcon girl.
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Nov 20, 2012 14:06:30 GMT -5
Post by Jamie Woods on Nov 20, 2012 14:06:30 GMT -5
Jamie turned his head as he heard a screeching behind him and suddenly saw a falcon flying towards him. He almost immediately understood what had happened the "girl" had come after him. He ran as fast as he could and pulled out his pistol at the same time. he tried to fire but missed every time. So he tried a different approach. He rose up into the air just as he got the buildings and then headed straight for a window. He burst through it and saw his mistake. There was a security guard standing in the room. Jamie flew straight towards him and kicked him out of the window.
As Jamie flew through the city of Orlando, he realised that is was a mistake to put all of the power out. He didn't have his most powerful weapon with him and Jamie knew it could cost him greatly, if he let it.
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Nov 23, 2012 19:29:54 GMT -5
Post by Antonia Darkpine on Nov 23, 2012 19:29:54 GMT -5
Antonia flew as quickly as she could. The scenery was a long blur as she flew by. She could feel the wind brushing through her wings. It had been awhile since she had transformed. She loved the rush and the feeling of flying. Her eyesight sharpened and her hearing increased. She listened for the daemon that ran away. She finally spotted him flying towards a building. She advanced towards him with intent on catching him. She reached the window as he kicked the guard out the window. She screeched again at the daemon she followed. She continued to follow him until she finally caught up. She hoped the daemon she left with her things wasn’t far behind. She needed her things for when she transformed back. She had hoped to speak with both the daemons. It had been a long time that she seen a daemon. She wanted to know if either knew about any hunters in the area hunting the supernatural.
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Nov 24, 2012 10:44:55 GMT -5
Post by Varis Blackmane on Nov 24, 2012 10:44:55 GMT -5
Varis loved speed more than most anything, except his car, he made sure to keep as close to the girl as he could trying to keep her at least in sight. He had to surge upwards as he saw a building approach and heard glass shatter and the falcon's screech. As he neared a busted out window he had to swerve to avoid a security guard who had been clearly kicked out of it and chuckled as he flew faster to try and catch up to the other two he was following.
As he neared the falcon he tried shouting to her hoping she would hear him. "If I may offer some assistance?" He held up his hand and generated a fireball a broad grin clear on his face.
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Dec 1, 2012 11:53:19 GMT -5
Post by Jamie Woods on Dec 1, 2012 11:53:19 GMT -5
(sorry I haven't posted in a while, been away) Jamie looked back and saw the other daemon with the falcon girl. He couldn't believe that another Daemon was helping kill his own kind. Jamie flew further and further, blowing out cables as he went. He then decided to do something drastic. Walk among humans. He flew down to a dark alley and then found a beggar. He quickly snapped the beggar's neck and put his coat over himself to cover his wings. He then walked out into the crowd. He felt horrible for having to do this, but rather this than dead. He began following a group of people so that he looked normal. Weaving in and out of shops. Getting drinks. There were a houses with there lights out, far in the distance, but Jamie didn't care about anyhting but surviving.
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Dec 1, 2012 21:56:24 GMT -5
Post by Antonia Darkpine on Dec 1, 2012 21:56:24 GMT -5
Antonia heard the daemon following her. He soon appeared next to her. “If I may offer some assistance?” She looked over and saw a fireball in the daemon’s hand. She flew towards him and sunk her talons into his arm as if to answer him. She came to a halt with his arm still in her talons, in the office area that was thankfully empty. She let go of his arm and went to one of the corner desk areas. She shifted then poked her head around the corner. “We need him alive and willing to talk.” She shifted back feeling the transformation wash over her again. She flew to perch on his shoulder and softly screeched. She flew out the building to find the other daemon. She flew around the streets looking for him. Finally she spotted him and started circling over top of him. She kept an eye out for the daemon who was carrying her things.
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Dec 5, 2012 23:01:51 GMT -5
Post by Varis Blackmane on Dec 5, 2012 23:01:51 GMT -5
Varis looked at her as she sank her talons into his arm and then allowed her to steer them into an office area. He smiled and followed her movements his ears keen listening to anything ranging from the drip of a leaky pipe in the lowered ceiling, to galss crunching around them, even chatter outside. He nodded as she spoke and shook his head smiling and took off out the window following the girl and looking to see where she was circling. He flew higher to meet her and see what she had seen and hoping she had found the other Daemon. "Where is he?" He asked the bird hoping a simple nod or pointing with her talons was possible as his hands were covered in a thick layer of ice, the ice crackling as he moved his fingers.
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