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Post by citizenmike on Nov 24, 2009 8:58:01 GMT -5
Nica took a deep breath as she flicked the cigarette off her fingers. "We must go inside, now.".
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Post by wingedwarrior on Nov 24, 2009 9:01:17 GMT -5
And they did.
"Whats going on?!" Daemon finally said, unable to keep it in.
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 24, 2009 9:08:23 GMT -5
Sara knew exactly what was going on; she sensed that all this was nothing more than a prelude, to the fight Nica was going to have to face in exactly two years time. Sara kept quiet as she followed Nica inside, still unsure of what to do and how to approach things. This was her mother, her sense was familiar, but despite that, she was a different person... Sara didn't know.
Nica took a seat she turned to Daemon and said, "I don't know myself. But it would be strange for some to follow you." Nica looked at Leon and asked, "Does anyone know who you are? Who you really are?"
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Post by wingedwarrior on Nov 24, 2009 9:17:09 GMT -5
"It cannot be, unless they did their research on how I look like without the armor during which I doubt because where I come from, cameras are obsolete. It is very unlikely that they retrieved my pictures for being notorious in New York because those were dated during the 1990s in New York time, and I destroyed most of them. The only signature thing I posses is my sword which I keep." Leon said.
"Could it be the Winged Warrior symbol marked on my neck permanently place, in which I didn't cover?" Daemon said.
Leon's eyes widened, he realized that they mistaken Daemon as him for he always covered his neck with a scarf or zipped his jacket all the way.
"Thats it... they think Daemon is the current Winged Warrior and Nica you know very well my reputation," Leon breathed.
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 24, 2009 9:27:05 GMT -5
Nica dropped herself on the sofa and lit another cigarette. "I think I am going to need a moment to think about this." Nica took a long drag and added. "You confuse me sometimes, you know that right?".
Sara began to laugh... Maybe they weren't so different after all.
"You do realize that we are going to have to look into this tonight, right?", Sara asked.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Nov 24, 2009 9:30:51 GMT -5
Daemon nodded, "what do they intend to do?"
"Kill you, it seems wise and tactical. I'd kill you if I were them," Leon said as he plopped himself on the sofa, "kid, good thing I am not them, you'd be screwed to fight me, I am more experienced. Your just lucky you are me, because if you die I die and I don't want that," Leon said. "And Sara, yeah, we need to otherwise they will attack us in my home and I don't want that."
Daemon rolled his eyes, how he hated his logic at this moment. "Then what do we do?"
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 24, 2009 9:39:57 GMT -5
Sara knew Daemon and Leon could handle themselves, it was Nica, her mother, she was worried about. Sara paced around the living room for a moment, collecting her thoughts. "They can't see either of you three, you're now all familiar faces. But I can check it out, provided that Leon and Daemon can watch me, from a distance.", Sara said.
A sudden knock on the door altered her.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Nov 24, 2009 9:48:35 GMT -5
"Agreed. Sara is the only person they hadn't seen, perhaps we can pretend this is her house and not mine," Leon said. "We need to hide, follow me," he said leading them to hidden room.
"Wait-- I want to watch over Sara, I can turn myself invisible, I learned to do that as a gardian angel," Daemon said as he did.
"You can do that?" Leon said. "I will watch over Nica. Go kid!"
Daemon and Sara were the only ones in the room... the rest of them were hidden.
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 24, 2009 12:56:51 GMT -5
Sara loosened the top buttons on her blouse and fixed her cleavage; she figured, if she couldn't use her powers on them, she could use her own god given magic, something she was hoping whoever was behind the door wouldn't be able to resist.
Opening the door, Sara looked at a couple stoic-looking individuals in suits. "Abyssus illic.", Sara muttered as she dropped her head against the frame of the door. "Quis videor futurus res , is vicis of nox noctis?" (Translation: "Hello there. What seems to be the matter, this time of the night?")
"Nos erant simplex penetralis. Per ullus, es illic ullus turbatio vos vires exsisto conscius?", the man asked. (Translation: We were simply passing through. By any chance, are there any disturbances you might be aware of?)
"Haud.", Sara replied. "Non ut meus scientia." (Translation: "No, not to my knowledge")
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Post by wingedwarrior on Nov 25, 2009 17:02:15 GMT -5
As the men left, Daemon walked to Sara still invisble and put his hand lightly on her shoulder. "That was nothing to be afriad of as for now..."
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 26, 2009 11:15:50 GMT -5
Sara looked at the direction Daemon's voice came from and replied, "For now.".
Suddenly, the doors knocked open and three of the stoic-looking men burst inside.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Nov 26, 2009 20:05:30 GMT -5
Daemon looked at Sara then back at the hatch covered by the carpet where Nica and Leon were, he noticed the door was being pushed rather hard but no luck on getting it open. It was up to Sara and Daemon this time and Daemon was not so happy about it because he had to be 'conspicous.' He wondered at that moment, was being invisible conspicious?
He sent a message to Sara via telepathy or his mind, "what are we to do? I am invisible and so I can easily kill them if I steal a kitchen knife and decapitate them....or simply knock them out with a frying pan..."
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 27, 2009 13:16:31 GMT -5
The door slam sent Sara flying to a chair as the three men walked into the living room. She knew instantly what they wanted, and she could tell that they knew something.
"It isn't nice to play rough, boys.", Sara replied as she motioned off the sofa, straightened her clothes and approached them. "Now, if there's anything you want, please, tell me.".
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Post by wingedwarrior on Nov 29, 2009 7:14:17 GMT -5
The biggest and buffest of the bunch dragged his boots towards Sara, "hello lil' missy, there is reported chaos coming from this way: two criminals have been lingerin' and of the special kind, " he said.
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 29, 2009 11:03:00 GMT -5
"Get out of here, take Leon and take my mom.", Sara ordered Daemon telepathically.
Sara slowly walked towards the biggest with a coy smile across her face and asked, "What do you mean when you say the special kind?".
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