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Post by helioscastella on Apr 28, 2010 19:19:43 GMT -6
Helios had continued to wonder the lands and keep himself from the city. Other than a brief return to speak to his old friend DAngeles some time ago, he had kept his word and remained in Exile from the city. Now however, now his time of Exile was over.
He soon realized nothing had really changed since he last walked the dark streets of RB-City. He did not think any would really recall his face or his name these days. It had been years since he left his clansmen for failing to capture the spy in their family until it was too late. The hunt for their mole had torn them apart and as a result, he swore to leave the city for letting them down. He never forgave himself for not noticing the true mole, right under his nose the whole time, polluting his mind.
He had spent his time of Exile as a monk, trying to find himself once more, now that time was also over.
He was back now and ready to face whatever the city had to offer. He had no wish to hold onto the past, this was no revenge trip. He was past all that now, he had re-focused and grown wiser.
He had been contacted and informed that an old friend had started up business in the city. One that Helios had alot of knowledge of in the past and he couldn't think of a better person to go to now he had returned to the city for a while.
It did not take him long to find their office's. Although in Exile, he had kept his wits about him, he had kept up his training and he was still fully armed. He neared the office's and stood in the shadows outside it.
He continued to wear his long monk robe, hiding his weapons beneath it, as he neared the door. He gave it a knock and awaited a response. He did not know what kind of welcome he would get or if any inside would even know who he was. He was most likely already in Exile before some were even turned but he wanted to get out there again, he wanted to get back to the fight and if he was to do that, he needed funds. Upon his Exile he handed over all his money to those he trusted in his S-12, all 650k he had on him was handed off. Now, now he had to regain his fortune the only way he knew how.
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Post by whitefang on Apr 29, 2010 16:54:50 GMT -6
Lately, Fang had been widely avoiding her paperwork. In fact, she'd been avoiding any work at all. Her mind was filled with other things that work hadn't even stepped up to it for a good few days. Finally, she'd kicked her own ass out of her pit, forcing her to motivate herself into going into work.
She didn't see any one on the way on in, so, simply headed straight to her brightly lit, white heaven of an office. She should spend more time in this place, it had been designed to make her into being there. Apparently, it wasn't working.
Stacked on her desk where a pile of papers, stats, an upkeep on the hits, and a pile of sightings. It was going to be a long trawl through all of these, to file them properly, under her '' Hells Angels Contract '' file.
She'd missed out on the latest, single contract, but, ah well... the D'darys seemed to be making up for it. In only a few days, she'd dropped over 7,000 pints of blood. It had made her alto lighter on her feet though.. always a plus side.
Filing away, merrily working with her own radio station blaring in the background, she heard the faintest of knocks from the main door. God knows how she'd heard it, so, she turned the music down, just to be sure. There it was, another rasp upon the wood.
Knowing, or, at least thinking there was no one else in their offices, or anywhere else in the building, she stepped up, and down to the door. It could have been someone wanting a contract, or, yet another applicant - wouldn't want them to go to waste.
Fingers grasped the door handle and pulled it open. An unfamiliar face stood before her, in a robe which covered all but his face. If that didn't give away the fact that he was old of age, then a quick second sight of him did. He gave off an aura that she easily picked up, which showed Fang the basics of what she needed to know...
She was curious, as always, who was he, where did he come from... All these questions and more she wanted answering. All in due time, she thought as a smile spread across her lips.
'' Good eve, my name is Whitefang. Can I help you, sir? ''
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Post by helioscastella on Apr 30, 2010 10:14:48 GMT -6
Helios stood silently at the door as he listend beyond it. He could hear the sound of a radio and managed to isolate the sound of foot steps nearing the door. He remained still as the handle turned and the door opened.
He looked at the creature before him and could tell she was SS'ing him. He liked that she was so keen to check up on those around her. Knowing your surroundings and those within them is esential when out in the streets.
Helios responded in his usual whispery voice, having never had the need to raise it any higher since his turning, due to the enhanced abilities of the vampires he spent his time with,
"I am looking for work. My name is Helios, Helios Castella. May i come in?"
Helios gave nothing away. He could see that the vampress before him had recently been in a fight, so he knew he was in the right place.
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Post by whitefang on Apr 30, 2010 10:31:35 GMT -6
Whilst gazing upon the man at the other side of the door, she was suprised to hear that his voice was a mere whisper, a softer sound than she had expected to hear from a person stood at the front door to the DA's offices.
Eyes trailed down this persons form, and up again, analysing the situation before her. She rarely came to the door when there was no one else around. Moi, or Kenosha were the first on the scene usually, but, this time, something was different. His voice, so soft, was reassuring that there were no other motives behind him being here, but, that same voice gave her a shiver she just couldn't shake off.
Trying not to give anything away, no feelings of hostility, nor uncertanity, she just watched him. Only for a few seconds.
She saw his eyes move, watching them fall upon one of her many wounds from the previous days. He knew what he was doing, and what he was getting into, Moi had to have sent him. She stood back from the doorway, and gestured the man inside,
'' Helios, was it? Make yourself at home. I'm almost positive someone here is expecting you. Anything I can do for you, until then?''
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Post by helioscastella on Apr 30, 2010 10:53:27 GMT -6
Helios remained still and solem as she stood before him, gazing over him. He could tell she was a little unsure of him. He did not move and let her scan him with her eyes, showing no hint of threat against her.
He took heed of her words and moved swiftly past her as soon as she finished speaking. He spoke to her telepathically as he moved well into the building and into the room beyond the one she stood.
"You could give me the tour my dear" he implanted in her head.
"Unless you need to rest those wounds" he added
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Post by whitefang on Apr 30, 2010 11:44:57 GMT -6
Something he did made her smile, perhaps it was the simple act of speaking personally, and solely to her into her mind, even though she was the only one in the building. She was obviously weak, having only been hit the night before, 17 different times. Her blood was low, very low compared to what it once was. His words seemed some what concerned, asking if she needed rest.
''No'', she replied aloud, not wanting to waste any energy speaking directing into his mind '' I'll be fine. Nothing I can't shake off... '' she gives him a hearty smile, there was just something about him, something that intrigued Fang no end.
''A tour, eh? I could show you were the offices are, so you know where everyone else is if you need them. Has Moi told you you're an Angel? Or, are you on trial... he hasn't mentioned anyone knew coming... ''
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Post by helioscastella on Apr 30, 2010 12:00:53 GMT -6
Helios nodded and continued to speak telepathically, a method of speech he was accustomed to. It was an effortless act for him,
"That shall prove useful my dear. I have yet to speak to him. We go back a long way. I am not even sure if he knows i have returned. Few know i am out of Exile"
Helios remained unflinching in his facial expression as he took on the idea of being an Angel. It was not a term he would use in describing any vampire but as a once defender of good, he could live with it. He used to spend many a night trying to punish those that had lost their humanity and faught hard for those that kept their own despite their affliction. Many years had past since then though...
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Post by whitefang on Apr 30, 2010 14:11:55 GMT -6
Simply nodding, she gestured her hand towards the adjecent door, which lead directly to the DA offices.
'' Exile? '' she asked, curious. '' I didn't think they did that sort of thing anymore.. '' she wriggled her nose, an act she did alot when she was unsure of things. A sort of, nervous reaction, one might call it.
She looked back to him, whilst walking down the corridorr '' This tends to be where all the office's are. Not saying that you will find anyone down here doing work... '' she shrugs sllightly, stopping outside one door, with the words '' Whitefangs Office'' on a sign next to the door.
'' This is my office, I was just in the middle of my paper work. You're welcome to come in, chat? Let me know about you.... '' she trailed off, half hoping for the company.
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Post by helioscastella on Apr 30, 2010 18:55:37 GMT -6
Helios followed her gesture with his eyes and replied to her words telepathically once more. He used it with ease an instintively. It was used often during combat training, so that no-one could tell what was about to occour and it made it impossible for spies to pick up on.
"It was self imposed" he said simply within her head.
He followed her down the corridor without making a single sound as he walked.
He listend as she explained the location and watched her intently. It had been a while since he was in the presence of anyone, let alone a female. He found her to be a very alluring creature as he watched her intently behind his solem expressionless face.
"It seems very quiet here. Perhaps i was mistaken in my return. I had hoped this to be a busy place. " he said within her own head once more.
"I shall wait with you" he stated, again in her head, almost as a command.
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