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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 14, 2008 10:06:24 GMT -6
Greed shrugged. He wasn't sure what Jean was freaking out about, but whatever.
"Television and video games rot your brain away" Kyle said calmly as Elysia dragged him away. "My brother is proof of that".
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Post by dante on Dec 16, 2008 14:45:13 GMT -6
Sandra sneered. "Oh, nothing! Just wanted to get another look at your ugly face."
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"Your bastard cousin recently broke out of jail and tried to murder a child. As for your uncle, he's dead, murdered by his own son," Grio answered bitterly.
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"Late on your first day? Not very professional, I must say," Madame Remarque chucked heartily.
Eltana rolled his eyes at his mother and went out the door after Jean.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 16, 2008 14:50:16 GMT -6
Martel glared at Sandra, wanting to strangle the life out of the bitch. However, she didn't want to put Nikolai down, knowing how the boy could run away.
Though, apparently, she didn't need to do anything. Nikolai suddenly reached into the small window and yanked out Sandra's hand, before sinking his teeth into it.
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Grego's eyes widened.
"Mikey.....killed Uncle Damien? So, what he said about those babies.....they didn't die from illnesses?" he asked, shaking slightly.
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Post by dante on Dec 16, 2008 14:59:39 GMT -6
Sandra snatched her hand back and wrung it, glaring angrily at the child. "You little brat! Get that monster of yours defanged."
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Oscar raised a brow, surprised. "Illness, is that what he was telling you? He's been killing babies here for a while."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 16, 2008 15:02:22 GMT -6
Martel just smirked, picking up Nikolai who was spitting out blood in disgust, before walking out of the hospital.
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"He told me that my son died from pnemonia.......two years ago" Grego said, before looking at Grio. "You remember him, Grio. Miro Ribera".
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Post by dante on Dec 16, 2008 15:31:41 GMT -6
Grio frowned slightly. "...I do, yes."
Oscar went silent, feeling a little remorseful for taking such an aggressive stance against the man. Sure, he was bizarre, but a man he apparently held in high regard killed his own son.
His guilty thoughts were interrupted by a whooping, almost demonic cackle.
Marcelle came into the cafeteria then, accompanied by a man who looked almost exactly like her, except with sharper facial features and a wild brown ponytail with black feathers in it. He wore a heavy black-and-green cloak adorned with designs of vines and leaves that looked like it was torn right out of the sixteenth century.
"My darling sister! It's so nice to see you again," Pancrazio laughed, draping his arms around his shoulders and closing his eyes.
Marcelle chuckled. "You're so veird! And it's great to see you too, brozer."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 16, 2008 15:34:24 GMT -6
Grego suddenly darted under the table. "Why is Judge Frollo of Hunchback of Notre Dame fame in the cafeteria?" he asked in a terrified whisper.
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It didn't take long for Martel to get back to the house, and she was shocked as hell to see Eltana's mother. "Who the fuck are you?" she asked, glancing at Dante and Eltana, hoping to get some sort of answer.
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Post by dante on Dec 16, 2008 15:48:32 GMT -6
Grio knelt down beneath the table, offering him a small, but friendly smile. "Hey, that's just Marcelle's brother. He's kind of eccentric, but he's nothing to be scared of."
Pancrazio pulled away from his sister then, lips twisting into a demented grin. "How has this wretched life been treating you lately? I'm absolutely.... dying ... to know."
Marcelle shrugged. "I've had my ups and downs, just like everybody else."
"I heard that one of your former employees tried to murder an infant recently, a patient of your colleague Doctor Marco," Pancrazio hummed, his amber eyes drifting around the room.
"Zat's right. Ze child is fine, but ze bastard is still on ze loose. Hopefully he'll be brought to justice soon," Marcelle grumbled bitterly.
"Such a shame, such a shame!" Pancrazio shook his head, laughing. "Truly dreadful... "
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Madame Remarque frowned at her language. "Madame Remarque, a pleasure to meet you."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 16, 2008 15:50:34 GMT -6
"He reminds me of Mikey.....too much like Mikey" Grego said, shuddering slightly.
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Nikolai squirmed slightly until Martel put him on the ground. He instantly darted over to Eltana's mother and her helper.
Martel rose an eyebrow. "You're Eltana's mother?" she asked, not really sounding too surprised.
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Post by dante on Dec 16, 2008 15:58:20 GMT -6
"Hiding under the table is only going to draw attention to yourself," Ami told him from her seat as she took a bite of her salad.
Grio nodded. "She makes a good point. If you're hiding under the table, he's more likely to notice you."
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Madame Remarque nodded. "That's right. And you are?"
The Omen crossed her arms and looked down at Nikolai, giving him an unfriendly scowl. She apparently wasn't much of a children person.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 16, 2008 16:01:22 GMT -6
Grego glanced up at her. "When'd you get back?" he asked, squirming out of the table.
Suddenly, Greta came back into the cafeteria and walked over to Pancrazio. "Here" she said, handing him a large book. "Use the corners. They're sharp".
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"Martel Perelli. I own the club your son's working at" Martel said hesitantly.
Nikolai, meanwhile, just continued to stare at the Omen, all the while clutching his new toy possesively.
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Post by dante on Dec 16, 2008 16:14:52 GMT -6
"A few moments ago," Ami hummed, sipping her coffee.
Pancrazio accepted the book and examined it closely, his eyes moving from edge to edge. He turned back to Greta and gave her a grateful smile. "Thank you! I shall make good use of it, I promise you that."
Marcelle only chuckled at the absurdity of it all.
"See? He's not that bad," Grio looked over to Grego. "He's a real friendly guy once you get to know him."
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Madame Remarque narrowed her eyes. "Is that so?" she questioned, then her expression softened slightly. "Well, I suppose I must thank you for hiring the brat. My husband would have had a fit if he didn't find a job soon."
The Omen continued glaring down at the boy, saying nothing.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 16, 2008 16:18:22 GMT -6
Grego still looked uncertain. "He still creeps me out."
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Martel shrugged. "I really just hired him just I was getting tired of having to deal with the club's drunk".
Nikolai suddenly decided to greet The Omen, in the best way he knew how. Which, was, of course, by biting her in the shin.
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Post by Scar on Dec 16, 2008 21:45:46 GMT -6
Scar sighed and rubbed his forhead. "No, Scar, you don't kill random side-people like you used to." He lectured himself. Then, in a dark, scary voice, said "But I want to..."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 17, 2008 7:13:17 GMT -6
Martel glanced over to Scar. "Is there any reason why you're talking to yourself?" she question, raising an eyebrow.
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Post by Scar on Dec 18, 2008 16:50:57 GMT -6
"Oh, that? I'm just slowly loosing my grip on reality, becoming nothing more than a mindless, babbling abomination to life who will live out the last of his days in a box. Nothing serious."
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Post by aspiredeathe on Dec 21, 2008 14:30:48 GMT -6
Jean started the car, zipping out of the driveway the moment Eltana got in.
He hadn't been to work in a while and was in no hurry to being late.
Besides, he was worried about how JD had been doing lately. And whether his mother had kicked him out yet.
Deep down, he knew that woman blamed him for her son's abnormal liking to liquor.
It didn't take him long to pull up in front of the club, parking neatly across the road.
He got out, not really wanting to spend unnecessary time in a confined space with his feminine coworker, crossed the road and nodded to the bouncer already stationed outside.
"Been busy lately?"He glanced at the buff man, before looking at the people arleady in line to get in.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 21, 2008 14:33:26 GMT -6
JD was sleeping, curled into a ball, on top of the bar counter. He yawned, stretching out like a cat, before jumping off. "Yo, Helli" he said, with a slight nod.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Dec 27, 2008 10:43:39 GMT -6
Jean walked in, raising an eyebrow at JD.
"So, how's life kid?"
He walked to the back room, hanging his coat up and clocking in before he headed back to the bar.
He still had a few minuted before his shift started.
Denny walked downstairs, grinning as he entered the living room.
"Good evening." He nods to Madame Remarque and Omen, before sitting down next to the latter.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Dec 27, 2008 18:14:30 GMT -6
"Shitty" Jd said, rubbing his shoulders. "Terri broke up with me this morning".
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