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Post by calder on Jul 16, 2006 22:13:40 GMT -5
Calder was cleaning his muzzle of his rifle, like he did every time before a job. But somthing about this job drove him haywire...he never felt this kind of insecure about a job...the look that his boss gave him though after he assigned him...was kind of an hint...that this wasnt going to be like all the other times. He finished up cleaning his murder tools and putting his rifle into his suitcase. His dress shirt was as white as the flickering of the Light bulb above him. The floor cold like always , with metal. He stood there for a moment and cleared his mind.
Inside a old Vacant Inn, he sat at a window across from an Manor. A nice manor, with many things the poor wish they could have. He loaded his rifle and crouched and poked the nozzle through the window. It was atleast one o'clock in the morning with the buzzards, an native insect that lit up in the night.
Calder focused his rifle into view of another Homorid, about six feet tall. A fat, overly large man with bulging legs and a neck to fit it. He sat on his over sized sofa, eating chicken by the whole chicken, cooked and fried. He focused for it...and there it was going to be...the big shot...the last shot for a long time...a shot to end all shot's... and that's when he heard somthing behind him go " 'click" .
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Post by event on Jul 16, 2006 22:17:04 GMT -5
Behind Calder stood another well dressed man...with a gun to Calder's head. He cocked the barrel and kind of luaghed.
"They said they were sending there best...Ha...maybe theyre worst...You just dont get it... Your out dated! you've gotten old and the boss is looking for someone new to take your place...dont take it personally...its only business! " He said cackeling , he aimed his pistol at Calder's back and pulled the trigger shooting him through the chest...
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Post by calder on Jul 16, 2006 22:20:54 GMT -5
Calder fell to the floor, as the blood surrounded his ill , drenched body. He slowly unlocked his blade sheaths , but they wouldnt extend from his wrist , they jammed up inside there. He squirmed a bit as he felt his body lose strength and heart. As he lost blood he slipped out of reallity.
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Post by event on Jul 16, 2006 22:24:56 GMT -5
The killer snorted and dropped the handgun to Calder. "do yourself a favor and finish yourself off...no matter what, your going to die from blood loss... Have fun! " he said slowly. He walked out of the Inn and left Calder there all alone with no light...only with darkness to lay there to bleed himself to death.
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Post by The Night's Spirit on Jul 18, 2006 23:07:16 GMT -5
Just as the lights went out, a darker shadow suddenly popped up in the very top corner of the window. Swiftly the shadow did a flip and was in. There were weird, quick paced foot steps heard that sounded like dog feet, really big dog feet including the clicking of claws against the floor.
All of a sudden, the bright light flashed back on and in a split second appeared a girl crouching over with long silvery, un-kept hair and bright blue eyes. Something didn't look quite right though, she had fangs, and silvery wolf ears, not to mention a bushy, wagging tail behind her.
"Hehe, wow what a mess! Are you okay Mr.? That don't look to heathly, nope nope!" said the funny looking demon as she slowly dipped a human-looking hand only with long sharp claws into the pool of blood, then stuck it into her mouth. "Mmm....bleh salty."
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Post by calder on Jul 18, 2006 23:34:16 GMT -5
Calder looked around slowly wondering if he was dead listening to the rambleing's of a demon who talked like she was a five year old. He looked at her and raised his hand and grabbed her leg in pain, of his stomach. It was starting to bleed more...he was loseing more blood quickly too. If he was going to survive, he was going to need a miracle. He slipt into an unconcouis state again, slowly loseing his sanity that went like a lightbulb burning out...Quickly. He slowly thought about his current situation...which wasnt good. He could usher a few words to her slowly. " Home...take...me home..." he said falling his head to the ground again as he slowly slipt back into that dark corner of his mind as it was dead and empty. He wondered if this was what dieing felt like...he wondered if it even had a distinct feel or if it was just like a light pain that felt fatigueing... or if it was quick and sudden. He was betrayed by his own family...his own family turned their back's on him...called him unworthy, and tried to kill him...they went that low...yet he knew that the day was going to come sooner or later...he was at the top of the list...and the worst thing about that is you cant go any higher...you can just fall. He worked for Mr. Zaitzu. The leader of the crime organizational family. He knew he had reached his end...now it was just a matter of time for him to croak.
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Post by The Night's Spirit on Jul 19, 2006 0:10:41 GMT -5
Gir jumped as Caldar grabbed her leg. "AH! Leggo zombie man!" she yelped and kicked her leg free as the man just dropped out of conciousness. "Hmmm....home? Dun know where that be." she reached up and began to play with her own wolf ear. "Uhhh..." she thought, and looked around the room and found some cloths and used them to wrap the wound up tightly to stop the bleeding somewhat.
Carefully, and strongly, Gir picked up Caldar with a single swoop in her arms, his clothing dripping with blood. The demon girl jumped into the window, and out, running towards the hospital.
Once at the hospital, Gir busted in through the glass doors, running up to the desk and ploping Caldar on the front desk. "FIX'EM NOW LADY!!!!" she shouted and pointed, her eyes wildy wide.
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Post by event on Jul 19, 2006 0:21:22 GMT -5
The lady looked at the man, pulled out a stretcher and pulled him onto it and looked at the wound. She grabbed a big machine that looked like a projecter, and put it on the sideof him and turned the switch on . It burnt the bullet from his insides and healed the wounds up slowly but not acheing slow.
She looked at his body and nodded at the wounds slowly healed back. "He's going to be unconcouis for a little while...my suggestion is get him to a bed so he can rest the lack of fatigue off.
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Post by The Night's Spirit on Jul 19, 2006 0:54:58 GMT -5
"YAY! YAY!" the odd, wolf demon girl cheered, jumping up and down with her tail wagging like crazy. "Thank you nurse lady!" she said, picking up Caldar easily again, slopping him over her shoulder this time and walking out.
If that wasn't weird, she walked with her back bent and began to....sniff at the ground and thus began the search of Caldar's house.
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