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Post by Bijan on Jan 25, 2007 22:54:10 GMT -5
The door banged opened and Bijan threw back his head and howled. it was clear he was angry. Bijan was armed with a flail and he wore a belt with a few odds and ends on it. Bijan paced in the doorway for a few seconds before howling again waiting for Francis to come.
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Post by Francis on Jan 26, 2007 9:30:03 GMT -5
*Francis walked down the stairs yawning and looked at Bijan with half closed eyes.*
"Bijan, for what do I owe you the pleasure of waking me up at four in the morning?"
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Post by Bijan on Jan 26, 2007 15:32:01 GMT -5
Bijan looked at Francis for a moment half of him wanted to rip him apart and feast of his flesh. Bijan shook his head to get the thought out while being thankful he haden't tasted blood yet. "Dracula has Lune, he flew off with her. I need help getting her back." Bijan's voice was lower than normal in his werewolf form. "I'm guessing you would have a good idea where he would have taken her, I don't know much about vampires and their ways."
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Post by Francis on Feb 4, 2007 6:26:41 GMT -5
((*is scared* Please don't eat me. XD))
*Francis mumbled some curses and walked over to a closet, taking out his coat and sword.*
"I know where he has taken her. Come"
*Francis walked past Bijan and out off his home.*
"Lets hope we are not too late."
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Post by Rochester on Feb 12, 2007 12:19:49 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 Marijke on Jun 22, 2007 5:08:07 GMT -5
*Marijke ran in, noticed how empty this place had been and ran out again.*
"Nope she's not in here."
*Marijke yelled at Francis.*
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Post by Magenta II on Jun 22, 2007 12:08:18 GMT -5
POSTING AS SUE!ME
*Mira ran over to Marijke*
"Hi, I'm Irene's player. She'd hiding out at Nadir's place."
*She turned to Francis*
"She's with the guy who rescued her, but don't worry, she's still faithful."
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Post by Marijke on Jun 26, 2007 4:44:32 GMT -5
"The Macedonian halls, right?"
*Marijke snapped her fingers and Francis had disappeared to the Macedonian Halls. Marijke smirked at Mira.*
"So, wanna have a drink and talk about our wangsty characters? You know that two of them already are angry at me. Losers."
*Marijke suddenly turned slightly palish.*
"Oh god, I just thought up something. Francis is in Rosettes body, right, and I just send him to the Macedonian Halls right, were Nadir lives. And Rosette once tried to kill him and ended up hurting Susanna. This might get interesting. Very interesting."
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Post by Francis on Aug 14, 2007 9:17:32 GMT -5
*NEW DAY*
*Francis floated in looking rather upset. Well, more like mad. Like really mad. Like, if he wasn't a ghost he would have hit somebody in the face. That somebody would have probably been Marijke.*
"MARIJKE!!!!!"
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Post by Marijke on Aug 14, 2007 9:22:25 GMT -5
*Marijke was snickering at the fact that she was talking to her own account. who had been camping out in Francis and Irene's home, stuck her head around the corner and smiled timidly at Francis.*
"You rang?"
*She noticed he was all ghosty again.*
"Ooh bugger. Ehm, I'd like to say, before you start swearing, that I really had to get you out of Rosette's body. Like it was urgent."
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Post by Francis on Aug 14, 2007 9:25:23 GMT -5
*Francis didn't start swearing, even though he wanted to, but instead glared at Marijke.*
"I was just about to get Irene out of the Opera and back to Lune's place."
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Post by Marijke on Aug 14, 2007 9:35:35 GMT -5
Oh crap, Francis can't see Irene, before she and Holmes hook up. I have to do something. Uhm ..... think fast.
"She isn't at the Opera any more!! I mean, she uhm, left. Because the cousin of her uncle, who was the brother of the sister of her aunts nephew, who was married to the sister of her mother needed her help. Or something like that."
*Marijke smiled.*
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Post by Francis on Aug 14, 2007 9:39:11 GMT -5
"Do you think I am stupid enough to believe you?"
*By the fading smile on Marijke's face Francis could tell that she probably thought that it he would.*
"I'm going to look for her. Don't even think about following me."
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Post by Marijke on Aug 14, 2007 9:45:01 GMT -5
*As Francis turned away Marijke did the first thing that sprang to her mind. Well... the second thing actually, since the first thing that sprang to her mind was yelling at Francis for being so mean to her. She created him, she was like his momma! Nobody yells at his momma like that. Anyhow, she planted the idea into his head (by using her awesome Suethor powers) that Irene might be at Dracula's castle.*
Let's hope somebody kicks his ass before he finds Irene.
*Francis left and Marijke went back into the salon, where she conjured up a tv with dvd player, her Firefly DVD collection and a big bowl of ice cream. She sat down and attacked the ice cream with a spoon.*
Damn those characters. They grow up so fast.
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