Walter C. Dornez
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Close encounters of the oh-so-fine kind.
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Feb 8, 2007 18:59:00 GMT
Walter approached Dauru's room. Dauru had forgotten his communicator on, so he had heard the whole conversation. What was this package? He hadn't been informed of any package...
"Dauru! Adrian! What is the meaning of this? I have not received any report on a package. And neither have I received a report from the clearance team. You know that all packages must be thoroughly checkd and reported to me." Walter extended his hand towards Adrian. "Give me the package so I can take it to be checked."
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Post by andy on Feb 9, 2007 0:11:45 GMT
"I thought I told you people..." she muttered, and handed him the package. "I was trying to get into my room, this guy in a green jacket kept pushing me away. He gave me the package, and told me to give it to someone named 'Dauru'. I asked around, and someone pointed me here. Well, this guy won't let me in until he's sure I have it... Last time I checked over my shoulder, he was following me. But..."
She glanced in both directions, behind her, and around Walter. Nothing. "I must've lost him. Now, can I please go get some sleep? The incident at the convenience store left me more than a little tired, and I know you full-bloods don't sleep much, but I'm just a halfbreed. I still need rest, unlike you lucky punks."
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Post by Dauru Nemagosta on Feb 9, 2007 6:09:41 GMT
Dauru narrowed his eyes suspiciously. 'and here we go with the trying to get away quickly' he gestured simply giving a low growl. 'That to me seems quite suspicious, especially considering I'm not a full vampire' he added on, still watching Adrian. 'I'd already told her that it had to be cleared, she didn't want to listen' that was to ensure blame was not going to be on him this time.
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Post by andy on Feb 9, 2007 6:30:28 GMT
Adrian glared over at him, a faint tint of annoyance in her eyes. "What did I just tell you? I have no idea who you are. I asked for directions here. Hell, I barely even know who this guy is!" she retorted, and gestured at Walter. "As I said. I'm tired from the convienience store incident. Two nights ago. Right when I found out this place existed." she said, and leaned her back against the wall in exhaustion. Truth be told, she hadn't slept in over five days. But she wasn't going to tell them that. It would be weak to go flaunting your insomnia around like a trophy. This guy, whoever he was, was truly starting to test her patience. "I just want to go to sleep. I'll answer any questions you like, subject to almost any searches, as long as I can get some frickin' rest afterwards without you freaks bothering me."
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Post by Dauru Nemagosta on Feb 9, 2007 6:33:47 GMT
If it hadn't have been for Walters presence Dauru would have probably gone for Adrian at that point. He had a great amount of pride, and besides freaks was a gypsy word. You could see the anger in his eyes as he fought to contain his instinctive urge to just attack, he wasn't having much luck either. Slowly but surely his eyes were changing their colour, going more towards the red side of the scale
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Post by andy on Feb 9, 2007 6:43:51 GMT
Adrian looked over at Dauru, and noticed that he was obviously very angry with her. Probably because she's new to this place, and he seemed to have as much trust as a bar of soap. "Don't get all hot and bothered, Tinkerbell. If we can move this along a little bit faster, I'll get outta your hair." she said, noting how he seemed to be quick to anger. She had that kind of effect on people. Almost everybody, if not everybody entirely she had ever met, seemed to be easy to piss off. It was like a second nature to her by now... And by God, she loved every second of it.
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Post by Dauru Nemagosta on Feb 9, 2007 13:51:58 GMT
Dauru snarled his anger having to make a really big effort to not just fly at Adrian.... literally. He was even more easily irritated then most, and although Walters presence was doing something to help him keep cool, all it would take was one more smart comment and he'd lose it
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Post by andy on Feb 9, 2007 17:47:17 GMT
Adrian grinned at his snarl, and tapped her finger against the wall a couple times. What to do now? She'd exhausted the potential of pissing him off with words. But, maybe she could still piss him off just that much more. She took a long puff of her cigarette, held it in for a moment, and billowed it out into Dauru's face. She grinned, and turned her crimson eyes to look at Walter. "Well, now that that's over, let's go get that package checked, shall we?" she asked, her tone much happier. Making people angry really put her in a good mood, it always had and it always would.
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Post by Dauru Nemagosta on Feb 9, 2007 17:59:52 GMT
Dauru hissed and snarled his anger, and he couldn't take the control any more. Heaven help him he'd tried. He placed his sub machine gun to one side before lunging at Adrian, ripping his gloves off in the process and tossing them to the side out of his way revealling the sharp powerful talons he had. This was where his own instinctive fight against threats to territory or self kicked in, and he was dangerous now.
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Post by andy on Feb 9, 2007 18:05:56 GMT
Adrian swiftly ducked under Dauru's attack, and unholstered her revolver in the process, cocking back the hammer and aiming it directly at him. It wouldn't be much use, as it was loaded with regular bullets, but the sound should alert any guards as to the situation at hand. "Bad choice, bud. I think you have a few anger problems, and you prolly oughta go get that checked out." she said, and pointed the gun over her head. She pumped a round into the ceiling, and twirled the gun a full rotation in her palm before gripping it once again and firing off a shot at Dauru.
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Post by Dauru Nemagosta on Feb 9, 2007 18:08:30 GMT
Dauru took the shot, barely flinching only giving a slight growl. He'd furled his wings back to keep them safe from damage. He'd had enough of this person, and without threat of death or serious injury he now wasn't going to back down. Spreading his wings slightly for balance he went in for another attack, his eyes a pure blood red.
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Post by andy on Feb 9, 2007 18:47:09 GMT
Adrian's eyes widened at his sudden attack, and she noticed something... His eyes had changed color. Now, she was used to them staying the same for people like them, but... She'd never seen them change. She shoved herself to the side, barely escaping with a gash in her stomach. It hurt, but she didn't show that fact. Instead, she pulled some blood out of the wound, and it shifted shape into a simple broadsword. She held it firmly in one hand, holding the gun in the other. "Second warning. Back off." she said sternly, and let her gun-arm go limp. There was no way that was going to be useful here, so she let the pistol slide out of her hand and hit the floor with a clatter. More blood trickled up her side, and into her hand, forming a second broadsword. She dropped into a more combatative stance, and prepared for his next attack.
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Post by Dauru Nemagosta on Feb 9, 2007 18:56:37 GMT
Dauru had gone too battle crazy to pay attention to the risks, you could see it in his eyes, in the fact that he was already in on an attack. Unless forced to... he'd not back down. By force it meant either a gun against his neck off Alucard or Walter effectively entwining him with his strings. Anything else... he'd not bother about it.
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Post by andy on Feb 9, 2007 19:20:03 GMT
Adrian figured that the best defense was a good offense, and that maybe she could get this crazy bastard to calm down long enough to listen to reason. However, Adrian just wanted to whoop his ass. Getting him to listen was her second priority. She spun the swords so that she was holding them backhanded, and charged at Dauru, swinging madly at anything moving.
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Post by Dauru Nemagosta on Feb 9, 2007 19:29:43 GMT
Not even this phased Dauru as he didn't break his own movement, things were about to get nasty. Yet did Dauru care? Not particularly. Not a lot could take him down, and he knew it
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