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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 11:32 pm
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Location: Las Muertas Memorial Park // Las Muertas Downtown Date: April 23rd, 2013 Time: 7:45 PM Weather: It's windy out and honestly kind of chilly. Otherwise, it's been a pretty pleasant day. --------
It was starting to get dark out as Justice sat herself on an old, rickedy bench underneath a large oak tree. It was a bit too windy out for her tastes, but she was glad that she decided to wear her long golden hair in a bun that day. She was dressed in a surprisingly casual if plain manner, a white form-fitting long sleeve with a pair of comfortable looking jeans and almost worn looking running shoes. If things were to go awry at any given moment, she at least knew that it wouldn't be because of a wardrobe malfunction. But let's shove that frivolous line of thought aside; there's no need to get distracted by such a petty matter as clothes when there is work to be done! She recalled calling an associate of hers an hour ago, having arranged for an in-person meeting to discuss the whereabouts of a most unpleasant individual. So far, it seemed he was either late or she somehow had been mistaken and the meeting point was elsewhere. To her, the former seemed much more likely than the latter. Getting annoyed, she whipped out her cellphone to text her associate.
"Where are you now, Mr. Kamirisu?"
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Sable's silky brown hair flowed gently behind her as her high stilletto heels clanked against the concrete walkways of the city, heading home on her own after certain errands that needed attending to before the day was done. She kept a rather pleasant and calm demeanor, even if she was a bit terrified to be out alone this late. Especially since her dingy, well despised apartment happend to be in the less reputable part of town. It was an honest to god wonder that she hadn't been mugged or robbed yet, but for that at least she was greatful. Still, there's a first time for everything and she knew all too well not to take her safety for granted. She had her fist balled up and the jagged part of her keys sticking out between her fingers - just in case she needed to defend herself in a most unfortunate situation.
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2013 12:04 pm
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It was getting late, and Trayden's shift was coming to an end. He yawned a little from the sheer boredom. He was about to get up to clock out when the last customer for his shift came to the register and set the movies on the counter. He rung them up, asking, "So, did you find what you were looking for, sir?" When the man replied, nodding his head, Trayden told him the total and bagged the movies. Once the man left with the bag, Trayden stood up, stretched, and walked to the back to see his nightly replacement coming up just in time. "Don't be too much of a pain in the rear, okay? I just dealt with my last customer and more might come in. I know this supposed to be your day off but a friend of mine wanted me to go out and I couldn't say no," he said as he punched out for the night. He was waved off with the usual "whatever" as he headed out the door with his jacket. Sure, it was chilly and windy, but the day had been pretty nice. He hoped that the night would be the same as well. Only a minute passed before his cellphone rang. Pulling it out, he flipped it open and responded with, "Hey. Yeah, I just got off work. I'll be there in a few. Okay. Wait, what do you need me -. No. I told you once before, I'm not going -. Fine. I'll go there this one time, but you seriously owe me, got it?" He sighed, closed his phone and stuck it back where he had pulled it out from before heading in a different direction. The last time he had headed this way, things had taken a turn for the worse. Thankfully, he was able to get out alive.
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"And....blackjack. I win."
The young ginger woman smiled happily as she watched one of her irate customers face go red. She smirked as she swiped the cards away and began to shuffle them again as she collected his money. The man glared at her and stomped away and she simply shrugged.
"He was a drug dealer, needed more money for a deal. Too bad I'm Lady Luck." Willow said to herself as she put the money in her pouch and fussed with her rabbit ears. Yeah, she was barely dressed, only wearing the black leotard and the bunny ears, but it was a job, and she could save people here. She had to save people here.
Willow's eyes shifted around the casino, spotting a poor man seeming to shift his way over. She watched his movements carefully, her mind shifting as he came over and set a couple bills down. Barely shaved, and raggedy clothes. Hands shaking. Most likely his last dollar. Willow closed her eyes, and placed her hands above the cards, shifting them telepathically before dealing the cards. She watched the man's eyes light up as she had made his cards deal in his favor. She slipped him a couple of extra dollars under the table and watched him sprint off. She smiled as she twiddled more with the cards, moving them around without touching them. Being psychic had it's moments, that was for sure. She felt a tap on her shoulder, but she didn't jump.
"Go home Willow. Shift's over. Here's your tips for the night."
"Thanks dear." Willow said happily to the young dealer who was taking over for her for the rest of the night. She got up and walked slowly to the back break room. She walked to a locker, and opened it, getting out her usual green dress. She dressed quickly, shoving the work costume back in the locker. Her green dress came down to her knees, and she pulled it securely over here chest. She draped the cross necklace around her throat, and rubbed her tattoo carefully for luck. Time for her second job maybe? Who knew what fun she would get into tonight?! Willow grabbed her purse and darted out of the casino, wanting to get away from the moral dilemma that was always happening in that place. It was dark in the city, but she could handle herself.
[[Sorry! I've been bogged down with papers being due, and exams that I have had this past week. Hope this was okay. I'll get to make my other character eventually sooooooon!]]
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2013 7:59 pm
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In his eyes, his actions were justifiable because of the strong emotional need to convey how he was feeling. While many people saw stalking as a disgusting hobby, he thought it was a logical means of protecting Sable or getting to know her. He knew his limits, however. He would not follow her inside any particular building, because he, conversely, liked to give her privacy. So he kept quiet and hidden, following this woman as she went down the streets. Even if she did feel his presence at all, it was rather common in this type of neighborhood. Moreover, he was rather expertly experienced. Having been infatuated with Sable for so long, he was a master at stalking her. Her errands were rather pattern-like. However, he rather didn't want to think thoroughly about what she was doing, again, to give her privacy. Perhaps this odd thinking was unorthodox to others, but to him, it made logical sense. He, himself highly regarded his personal privacy. He most likely projected this consideration onto Sable.
He loved her. He always thought that one of these days she'd leave him behind. He sometimes felt like breaking her arms and legs so that she could not run away. Alas, he knew he could never do that. And ironically, she agreed to be his fiancee. He could keep her forever. Now that made him smile a bit.
Ren's phone vibrated in his pocket. He knew very well what that vibration from his work phone meant. While he was extremely dedicated to his job, he was extremely dedicated to Sable as well. She was his solace, the one thing not related to his work or family or organization. He valued her so deeply. So he would obviously have to ensure that she would get home safely before setting out on his commission.
Commissions were separated into two branches. The first were commissions given by his organization. That is, they often gave him high profile creatures to exterminate. These varied in difficulty and types, but he doubted that it wouldn't be reasonable today. Because of the time of day, he guessed it was not high priority. Now the latter were commissions by third parties that were close associates of the organization. These were less common, but almost nearly as important. That was the type of meeting his sister was on currently. Soon enough she'd send him details about the case.
For now, though, he was by far more concerned with Sable. Afterwards, it would be the petty level extermination sent by his family and then Justice. He continued to lurk, with his hood drawn as he followed her home, and quite possibly giving her the creeps.
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2013 6:31 pm
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{Cheese - It's totes understandable. Your post was great, and I look forward to seeing your other character when you have the time and will to make them. ^.^}
"I shall." Justice offered Kudane a small nod as she closed the folders up, carefully putting them away in a small backpack that had been laying just next to the bench. It was hers, of course, one she tended to bring with her almost everywhere. Most who knew her well knew better than to ask of its contents, let alone make any effort to lay his or her hands upon it. Once everything was inside and secure she zipped the pack up and put it on, standing herself up to get ready and depart the scene. First, of course, she needed to text Ren and let him know she had the files - and that she'd be sending them to him shortly. "Contact me whenever you have the chance. I've got the information we need for our client's request." It was simple, but to the point she felt.
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Sable felt rather jittery in the dark, her composure gradually slipping away as she walked through the eery streets. Nights like these always made her feel as if she was being watched, as if she were some defenceless mouse being targeted by a hungry tiger just lurking in the shadows. Little did she know she actually was being stalked, but not for the reasons she would figure. Still, that very feeling of being watched but not knowing by what made her heart quicken with fear. When she spotted another figure in the distance, she nearly cried out in horror. That was, until she saw exactly who it was. Another woman was out alone in the dark, looking just as fearful as Sable felt while carrying something large and dark. She couldn't tell what it was, but Sable decided to cautiously approach nevertheless. "E-excuse me, miss?"
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