Title: Going To Church...
Description: ...
Domovoi - January 11, 2006 01:02 PM (GMT)
:Kevin strode confidently into the church, completely ignoring the "condemned" sign hanging by the door. He'd waited a small while to join a coven, and the Nephim seemed the right choice. He sat in the front pugh, and lit up a cigarette.:
Skirr - January 14, 2006 04:53 AM (GMT)
Colton's footsteps could be heard long before he could be seen, walking the tone path outside and the wooden stairs to the old doors of the church. Clunk, clunk, shuffle, scrape. The door creaked open, revealing a thin tall sillhouette against the brightly lit cityscape.
"Usually it goes without saying, but don't smoke in church..." Colton approached the front of the church, timidly at first, gaining confidence with every stride as he sized the man up. Nothing to be terrified of, he finally decided, the last of his steps snapping down solidly on the floor. Solid steps, solid stare, solid jaw. The rest looks pretty flimsy. Flimsy hair, flimsy arms, flimsy legs. The man was all personality and hardly had the build to back him.
"What'daya want," he said curtly, eyeing the cigarette as if it were his only true enemy.
Tiara Vinake - January 14, 2006 11:49 PM (GMT)
Rikki had never been a religous person, but this curch would be her only exception. Ever since she had arrived at the city, she's been using her free time to do research on the coven of the city. She's been doing such for a good year or so now, and figured that if her sire lived here, this would more than likely be the coven of which he'd make his place.
Silently entering the church, she spotted two men in the from. Her thin, fifteen year old frame was easily hidded in the shadow of the door frame from the inside. The only thing that would possibly be visible would be a soft glow of her hair, or her eyes through the dark. She was normally a very forward person, but for some reason she thought it best to hold her tounge for the moment.
She didn't want to barge in and intrude on the two, but more than likely they would have already known she was there, so there would really be no point in hiding. So, taking a few short steps to be brought into full view, she shoved her hands into her front pockets and glanced from one man to the other.
"I'm not one to really care about people who smoke, but I have to agree with him on this one." She commented.
Diaemus - February 2, 2006 10:09 PM (GMT)
A whisper of wind under the door and a flicker of candle flame.
| QUOTE |
| In My day, such sacrilage was grounds for death, or at least the stocks. |
Standing 6' and dressed in a black on black three piece silk Armanni suit, the dark complexioned man stood staring at the offending man seated at the pew. His blue-grey eyes almost out of place in his handsome face, and his unfettered shoulder length black hair almost seeming to form a dark halo. His only ornamentations being the antique silver Templars cross hanging by it's matching chain around his neck and the large silver and onyx ring on his left hand, middle finger.
Skirr - February 2, 2006 11:30 PM (GMT)
Colton glanced at the woman as she spoke, shrinking slightly in confidence and stature. Who was she? Why was she in his church? When the third voice behind him spoke up, he knew it. This was a set up. They were all gonna kill him. He was going to die, right here, right now.
Let's just say that Colton's slightly paranoid.
"Who the hell are you people, and what are you doing in my church," he shouted, his voice quavering just slightly with his internal fears. He tried to look at all of them at once, turning in a small circle to at least lay eyes on each person. Each vampire, he should say.
Diaemus - February 2, 2006 11:58 PM (GMT)
A low chuckle escapes the tall, dark, handsome mans throat, an almost predatory growl of amusement. His lean bulk shifts under the suit, sensing no threat from this trio in his sight, but making sure his right hand is hovering, noncelantly, near the hilt of the long bladed dagger hidden under his suit coat.
"I am Sidney, and I was unaware that anyone owned a house of God other than the Lord Himself. At least, that is how it was in My day."
A small smile creases his face as he settles with a shoulder against the wall, glancing above the alter to the place where the Presence and Host should be.
Diaemus - February 14, 2006 02:02 AM (GMT)
OOC
((It seems that I have stepped on toes by inserting myself into the ongoing RP here. I shall retire and allow you all to continue. OUT))
Nikolaos - February 14, 2006 09:56 PM (GMT)
Skirr - February 14, 2006 10:41 PM (GMT)
((Quite the contrary, Diaemus... Tiara seems to have disappeared. That's why the RP has stopped.
If you and Nikolaos still wanna RP, we can set up our own thread...))
Nikolaos - February 15, 2006 12:42 AM (GMT)
((fine with me.. if he wants to post with me))
Diaemus - February 16, 2006 01:43 PM (GMT)
OOC
(( *bowing slightly* I would be honored to continue with you both, thank-you ))
Skirr - February 18, 2006 02:39 AM (GMT)
All right... Someone start a thread? I'll join in, if you'd like.
Nikolaos - February 20, 2006 06:00 PM (GMT)