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Post by Francis on Feb 11, 2007 11:08:18 GMT -5
*Francis grabbed the womans wrist and pushed her back.*
"Miss, you do not want to play with me, so I suggest you make yourself scarce. Me and your master have unfinished business."
*Francis heard the commotion inside the room and sensed it was time for him to act. He glanced at the woman and let go of her before bursting into the room.*
"Lune, we have to go."
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Post by Georgiana on Feb 11, 2007 11:49:17 GMT -5
*Georgiana shook her wrist where Francis had grabbed it and stepped into the room behind him* For your information I work for no man. You clearly do not know who I am.
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Post by Rochester on Feb 12, 2007 12:19:17 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
An invitation arrived. It is hand-painted in gold on velum, perfumed and sealed in wax.
To any and all that wish to partake of festivities in the spirit of St. Valentine:
The newly arrived Earl of Rochester would entreat your attendance and your pleasure at a gala hosted at the grand Opera Populaire on February the Fourteenth from Seven in the Evening until you would beg your leave for reason of exhaustion due to pure indulgence. All are welcome and encouraged to bring those that you fancy with you. For those who make their attendance unaccompanied, may the Saint bestow his gift upon you, finding you in merry company for the evening.
Deepest regards.
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Post by Dracula on Feb 12, 2007 20:45:08 GMT -5
As soon as Lune was free Bijan Lunged at Dracula and swung one of the flails around into his shoulder. Bijan roared at Dracula, he was here for blood. *Dracula dodged the flail and lept at Bijan's throat*
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Post by Bijan on Feb 12, 2007 22:42:08 GMT -5
Bijan twisted around and sunk his own teeth into Dracula's neck. Bijan hardly winced as Dracula's own teeth bit into his neck.
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Post by Lune on Feb 13, 2007 13:44:33 GMT -5
*Lune ran over to Francis and noticed the woman. Wasn't that someone she recognised? Wasn't it Raoul's sister? She didn't have any time to think any further on the matter, for Dracula and Bijan had thrown themselves at eachother once again.*
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Post by Dracula on Feb 13, 2007 17:07:25 GMT -5
*Dracula ripped at Bijan's flesh, then knocked him to the ground*
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Post by Bijan on Feb 14, 2007 8:10:03 GMT -5
Bijan rolled backwards, but was on his feet again in a second. his wound was starting to throb, but Bijan didn't mind, if anything it made him stronger. Bijan lunged at Dracula, he threw one flail ahead of him at Dracula's head then brought the other one around and down on Dracula before raking him with his claws.
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Post by Dracula on Feb 14, 2007 8:17:36 GMT -5
*Dracula shifted his form into that weird man-bat he was able to become in the Hugh Jackman movie*
"You little fool."
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Post by Francis on Feb 14, 2007 11:02:14 GMT -5
((*gulp*))
*Francis stared at Dracula in horror and gasped for air.*
My God
*Francis grabbed a hold of Lune and dragged her into the hallway, passing Georgiana on the way out.*
"Nice meeting you miss."
*He said sarcastically as he and Lune walked down the hall. Then when they were out of hearing distance he whispered to Lune.*
"There's a horse outside, saddled and all, take it and ride to your fathers house, do you understand?"
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Post by Bijan on Feb 14, 2007 12:44:01 GMT -5
Bijan roared and droped his flail. with a lick of his lips he flung himself at Dracula, this was going to be fun. Bijan leaped at Dracula his claws tearing at his chest.
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Post by Lune on Feb 15, 2007 14:01:28 GMT -5
*Lune nodded while she tried to stop herself from crying. This was a nightmare!*
"I understand... Please don't let him die, Francis!"
*She ran to the horse and rode off to her father's caslte as quickly as she could.*
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Post by Francis on Feb 16, 2007 9:06:40 GMT -5
*Francis nodded and ran back to the room where Dracula and Bijan were.*
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Post by Dracula on Feb 16, 2007 15:07:58 GMT -5
*Dracula spun away from Bijan, his wounds rehealing in a matter of seconds. He sank his teeth into the werewolf, intending to rip his throat out, when suddenly he stopped.
The sun was rising.*
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Post by Bijan on Feb 17, 2007 1:03:54 GMT -5
Bijan roared, more in rage than pain. Bijan raked his claws along Dracula's face and steped back for a moment and smiled at the sun. Bijan roared as his wounds healed, although not quite as fast as Dracula's had. Bijan licked his lips and sprung at Dracula, with the sun Dracula was weakened, Bijan knew he stood a good chance of driving him off.
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