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Post by The Night's Spirit on Apr 8, 2006 23:20:13 GMT -5
BT had her hand tight on the doorhandle of the grand office of the New York DHA headquarters. "This is it...finally become some use in this world..besides a wife.." a sweatdrop rolled down the back of her head. "Not that I'm complaining!" she turned serious once again and took in a deep breath and let out it. The door knob clicked as she turned it and opened it. The room was large, like most grand offices. BT's eyes met the desk and boss and swiftly made her way over.
With a bow of her people's tradition, she remained that way until she was told to look up or sit down.
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Post by coren on Apr 13, 2006 18:21:30 GMT -5
Coren sat firmly in his chair with a folder in his hand, looking through BT's recent jobs. He sorted through them kind of snorting in a dissaprooving manor. He looked over to BT. He slowly slid another file to BT's way. It had a personal information sheet on it with a picture of the assignment.
"This is your last job as an amatuer, ready to get your wings? Then take out this annoyance. He's seemed to be able to slip out of all of our control, always avoiding us...he has a unique ability to clone anything around him and hes extremely dangerous. Along with that there is the standard procedure cuation. He is going to be a tough one to knock over. His Name is Bally, he's spends his time in Downtown New York, around the business district." He said slowly looking over to Bt. "That is about all we know about him...".
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Post by The Night's Spirit on Apr 14, 2006 0:56:07 GMT -5
BT knew instantly by judging Coren's expressions that she wouldn't get her promition today. She gave a blank glare at him for a second before picking up the assingment, going through the folder, hardly reading anything. Honestly, she hated this sort of job. BT preferred to be out in the field and battling any evil that came her way. Of course, that was back then...in HER world, and this world was much more complex and supposely oragnized. "Yeah, sure...whatever..consider it done." she sighed, putting the folder under her arm. "I better get that promotion after this. Or I'm gonna be pissed." she said slowly, making sure that Coren got every word she said just then. It was true, BT had a attitude and she wasn't afraid to use it, from all that expirence she had before this life, she was once the most respected warrrior of all. But now, she works under someone else's lead and her battle came to her by a folder. How unwarrior-like.
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Post by coren on Apr 14, 2006 8:38:31 GMT -5
Coren glared right back with BT's attitude. "Theres something else, this guys...claws are made out of rune...one touch from them will end your life permanently. I thought about this job for a long time and thats why I chose you...when you get a damn promotion , you get a damn promotion...just deal with it now becuase i have certaintly to much god damn work ahead of me to be listening to your pathetic whining and attitude...Now get the hell out of my office...you should probably go to the armory...I hear the smith made somthing specail for this mission." Coren said in a attitude a hell of alot more crueler and less subtle than Bt's.
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Post by The Night's Spirit on Apr 19, 2006 17:00:50 GMT -5
BT was even more po'd that she was delt a card that could end her life in one sweep of a claw. But then again, she was brought up in honor so she did honor it, even though she felt slightly stuck in a hole. BT would take up the mission, to save the only world and home she has now, to mend some open wounds. Without a word, she just kept on her glare, clicked her boots together and walked out, muttering under her breath as she made her way to the Smith. "I can only fight lords....not demons..and other super natural beings." When she arrived, BT walked up to the dusty desk and tapped the bell once.
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Post by event on Apr 19, 2006 17:30:33 GMT -5
The smith walked up to the counter, casual as ever, going with his very trend of life. He looked around the bastion of his shop and looked up to see Bt standing there. "Bt...fancy meeting you here...oh wait your here for the specail order..." he said slowly. He went into the back room and rummagged through his stuff until he found what he needed and came out. He came out with a golden frame mirror. He handed it to bt and laughed. "This is to make sure that little devil doesnt hide on you, that mirror will show him where ever he may be...so you can see his true self, its the only way to kill somthing like this." He said finishing up. He handed her the mirror and went back into his workshop and started organizing his weapons.
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Post by The Night's Spirit on Apr 20, 2006 21:57:37 GMT -5
"Hullo." BT gave a wave of her hand as a reply to his greeting. She waited paitently as the smith rummadged around in back, leaning against the wall with her arms folded, kicking a pebble and watching it bounce off some junk laying around in a corner. When the smith returned and handed her a mirror, she raised a brow. "Heh...yeah it'll help me keep a eye on my hair too." she said sarcastically, now exaimining it. "Never heard of a mirror as a weapon.. but if you say it shall work..then I believe so."
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Post by event on Apr 24, 2006 19:13:21 GMT -5
The smith looked back and raised his eyebrows. He had worked in the DHA for the last ten years as a supplier, got to know the people and hunters very well. He turned to some other things and gave a sigh. "If you see devon, tell him i said hello." he said tiredly as he went into his room space.
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Post by The Night's Spirit on May 2, 2006 2:25:13 GMT -5
BT gave a sigh and placed the mirror in her backpack. "Like I get to see much of him anyway these days..." she mumbled to herself in a sadden tone and took her leave. She wasn't sure as to where to go from here..so where else to go but home for a little bit?
At her and Devon's apartment, BT found it to be empty as usua. She made a quick lunch and sat at the lonely table, writing a note for Devon about her leave.
'Going on a final mission for my promotion. Coren is really starting to drive me insane..anyway about this mission, I have been assigned to end a demon named Bally. Hope to live another day to see you soon my love. xoxoxo ~BT'
With a empty plate, she took it to the sink, grabbed her old rusted sword, backpack with the mirror and left.
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