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| Author : | Topic: Looking for fire. | Bottom |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 ¬Kara Miya¬ The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Hell of Heaven, a Heaven of Hell. |
*She looks around, softly humming some tune under her breath. The melody, pretty and sweet, contrasts tragically against the horror that is this part of urban slums. She notes the run-down buildings, the garbage on the streets, someone's forgotten needle next to a crumpled silver wrapper. Rats scurry in the shadows, angry that someone's upset their quiet and is roaming in their private territory. Kara looks towards a garbage can as a kitten-sized rodent leaps on the lid and glares at her with yellowish eyes. She pauses for a moment as Solomon looks at another direction deep in thought. She smiles then blows a kiss to the ugly creature who just sits there statuesque, watching a sliver of insanity being offered his way. She looks away and tugs at Solomon's hand delicately.* Curiouser and curiouser...*she murrmers* I kind of like this place *she says with a smile* it's got a certain...charm. *Mental note,one shoudld never mix Heroin with Oracle's blood...it just makes you feel all loopy inside...which is never a good thing for someone's who's already stained in Malkavian blood.* | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| Radiation admin Posts : 4024 Intelligence was not working, not with me, not with the world. So it was time to try the other thing... ![]() |
This place is closely guarded. The dead punks watch over their forgotten flock and the two Malkavians will not go unnoticed. Their manic clanmate Gordon will probably be the first to spot them from his perch on a rusted fire escape with most of its ladder rungs missing. 'Well well, arent you two just the cutest couple.' He calls down to them. | |||
| Remember: That which does not kill you was simply not permitted to do so for the purposes of the plot. |
| Solomon Posts : 389 O happy era, happy age, when my glorious deeds shall be revealed to the world! Deeds worthy of being engraved on brass and sculptured in marble! ![]() |
"Hail, cousin... May we speak with you?" Solomon calls up to the man on the fire escape, the echo of his voice carrying throughout the derelict complex. | |||
| Behold, I give you power to tread on snakes and scorpions, and overcome the power of the enemy; and nothing shall harm you. [Luke 10:19] |
| Radiation admin Posts : 4024 Intelligence was not working, not with me, not with the world. So it was time to try the other thing... ![]() |
'Certainly seems to me like you already are.' Gordon grins down at them. His bald head glinting in the yellowed light. His eyes looking feral and drained of color. He sits down on his little platform, dangling his legs down to almost have his feet at their eyes height. | |||
| Remember: That which does not kill you was simply not permitted to do so for the purposes of the plot. |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 ¬Kara Miya¬ The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Hell of Heaven, a Heaven of Hell. |
*Kara looks up at Gordon and smiles, she moves closer to him and reaches up with her free hand to tug at a shoelace (assuming he is wearing 'cuz that would be fun) to get his attention* We're looking for a monster *she whispers as if it is a big secret; she's giddy and slowly recovering from that lovely mind-fuck the Oracle's blood gave her, and her mind's just a little messed up at the moment. She tugs a touch harder at the lace and undoes it* Have you seen any monsters here? | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| Radiation admin Posts : 4024 Intelligence was not working, not with me, not with the world. So it was time to try the other thing... ![]() |
Gordon as always is wearing heavy boots with what used to be bright white laces... they are dirty now and kind of grey, but just as fun to untie... Gordon leans forward and peers down at Kara. 'Monsters eh?...Theres plenty of monsters around here. You looking for anything in specific?' | |||
| Remember: That which does not kill you was simply not permitted to do so for the purposes of the plot. |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 ¬Kara Miya¬ The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Hell of Heaven, a Heaven of Hell. |
*Kara nods happily, looking like a child who's just been told that Santa Claus is around* Yeees, *nods again, more vigerously this time* a girl, pretty *brows furrow* mid-twenties if a day. *The shoelace is coiled absentmindedly around her finger, tugging.* red hair, bright red....fire hair *another tug, then another on the lace, emphasising her words* like an inferno...tasting of peppermint. *as soon as the Oracle blood's run though her and her mind is not so...Malkavian anymore, she's going to remember that 'peppermint' bit and feel like a right weirdo.* | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| Radiation admin Posts : 4024 Intelligence was not working, not with me, not with the world. So it was time to try the other thing... ![]() |
'Peppermint inferno... Now -thats- a hooker tag if ive ever heard one!' Gordon laughs and leans forward precariously. Hes either making sure Kara isnt tying his laces together or trying to look down her shirt... hard to tell from this angle. 'I know of the one you seek... but i fear i dont know much more than you do. I missed the meeting after all but when you bit that little whelp... well, im sure we all caught a glimpse.' Gordon leans back and cracks his neck with his left hand. 'If the Peppermint Inferno is out there, i can tell you only one thing for certain. She isnt on our turf. Id remember seeing a pretty-pretty like that..' | |||
| Remember: That which does not kill you was simply not permitted to do so for the purposes of the plot. |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 ¬Kara Miya¬ The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Hell of Heaven, a Heaven of Hell. |
*Kara's eyes rise, watching him as he looks down. Swiftly she coils her fingers around the lace and tugs hard enough to make him shift in his seat just as he's up and cracking his neck.* She is no hooker, she possesses something...something few have. We need to find her, think my pretty street rat...surly you must have heard...if not seen, something that could lead us to her scurrying through your alleys. | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| Radiation admin Posts : 4024 Intelligence was not working, not with me, not with the world. So it was time to try the other thing... ![]() |
Gordon grabs one hand onto whats left of the railing above his head when Kara tugs at him. 'I hate to dissapoint you sister but theres noone like that crawling through our streets. Best i can do is keep my eyes open and let you know if i spot her...And i would, someone like that makes waves wherever she goes...' | |||
| Remember: That which does not kill you was simply not permitted to do so for the purposes of the plot. |
| Solomon Posts : 389 O happy era, happy age, when my glorious deeds shall be revealed to the world! Deeds worthy of being engraved on brass and sculptured in marble! ![]() |
"Thank you for your time, cousin." Solomon tips his hat to Gordon, sounding sincere. | |||
| Behold, I give you power to tread on snakes and scorpions, and overcome the power of the enemy; and nothing shall harm you. [Luke 10:19] |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 ¬Kara Miya¬ The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Hell of Heaven, a Heaven of Hell. |
*A light frown at the punk; she did hope that he would know something* Well, we would be very appreciative if you let us know if you do see, or hear of her, brother. *She offers him a delicate smile, hoping he does have news for them quickly... she would love a piece of peppermint! She nods to him softly and curtsies.* --Last edited by UltimateZen on 2008-08-31 14:06:55 -- | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| Solomon Posts : 389 O happy era, happy age, when my glorious deeds shall be revealed to the world! Deeds worthy of being engraved on brass and sculptured in marble! ![]() |
He offers his arm to Kara. "Shall we, my dear?" | |||
| Behold, I give you power to tread on snakes and scorpions, and overcome the power of the enemy; and nothing shall harm you. [Luke 10:19] |
| Radiation admin Posts : 4024 Intelligence was not working, not with me, not with the world. So it was time to try the other thing... ![]() |
Gordon gives a small salute to them both from his search. 'We will be in touch...' | |||
| Remember: That which does not kill you was simply not permitted to do so for the purposes of the plot. |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 ¬Kara Miya¬ The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Hell of Heaven, a Heaven of Hell. |
*Kara slips her arm though Solomon's and casts one final look at the punk as he says 'we will be in touch', she huffs thinking of that weirdo touching anyone (that is her) with those grimy hands, before answering her brother* Yes, let's go...but, Solomon *a tiny frown* if you were a flame-haired weirdo...where would you hide? *She leads him away from this dreary, eeiry place heading towards the Suburbs* ((Cont. in Suburbs under 'Peppermint Twisted' )) --Last edited by UltimateZen on 2008-09-05 07:18:03 -- | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
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