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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:33 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:54 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 10:00 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 12:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:13 pm
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Tank KirikvichTank stood facing Kristoff, both men shirtless and watching each other warily, then Kristoff lunged and Tank rolled back with the force, grappling the man as they each tried to gain the upper hand. Tank kicked Kristoff away as he saw Jorden rushing to him and he yelled, "Nyet! We must fight this, one on the oneing! No weapons, and no help! This is for honor and right to kill the other." And kicked Kristoff in the jaw as he lunged again, sending him reeling. Tank's muscles were huge compared to Kristoff's build, but the other male was more althlectic than brawny. Tank blovcked a strike and missed a second, the blow hitting his ribs. Though he was stronger than Kristoff, he was also bigger and slowler, the smaller man more agile but less powerful. It was a very even match to each male as the kept trading blows and blocks.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:52 pm
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Jorden Gregory Ariake
Jorden beamed and opened his arms to Tank, then caught sight of Kristoff raising the gun. Moving faster than the human eye could follow, Jorden hissed, pushed his boyfriend out of the way, and held out his hands toward Kristoff. Flames shot from his palms and engulfed the male, frying him to ashes in a matter of seconds. "Who's the loser now, Kristoff?" he snarled, spitting on the ashes and turning to Tank, pulling the man to his feet. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asked, hugging his boyfriend tightly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:46 pm
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Pavel RasputinPavel stared in shock at Kina, seeing the two year old cat as a girl rather unnerving. It wa a bit more than he expected, her first speaking, now as a human with cat ears and tail. "Uhh.... K-kina.... I do not do the thinking.. that we had been waiting for this...... that is all....... You did not do the wrong..." He told her and walked over to her, gently petting her head and hearing the familiar purr than made his smile widen, but he frowned at her tail at several odd angles still. "We need to do the taking cares of this." He muttered, then heard her hiss and move to stand at his side, small orbs of water floating inches above her palms as she growled, "Vikenti." and he pulled ou this own gun, hearing the others also draw weapons until they heard the clicks of safteys all around them. "Well, this is the sucky." He said and dropped his weapon, watching all the weapons drop aside from Kina's who just let them dissolve and the water splashed ontot he floor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:57 pm
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Vikenti KirikvichVikenti walked up the the group and motioned to the men, watching them all lower their guns. "Allo son. It is good to see you again Mikhail. I see Kristoff has been delt with, da? He dissapointed me. I would not have let him live anyways, he should have known better than to lie to me." He spoke in a calm an level voice, sounding more thoughtful than cruel. "I would like for you to come back to the Family Mikhail. You would be the next in line again, and you could have the Drakon as your unofficial concubine. If you do refuse, I can just kill everyone here. The Drakon might be strong, but he is not everywhere at once, and his little sisters are both so very vulnerable. It would be easy to destroy him. And you Mikhail. You have grown so close to the Dresdens. I can simply arrange for them and the other people who work with you to have a very nasty fire in the garage, and they are unfortunatly trapped inside and unable to escape. It would be very tragic." Vikenti informed them, watching the younger one turn pale, and his son shake with fear.
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