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Post by Pablo on Oct 20, 2007 13:22:45 GMT -5
"Yes Raven Lestat...." He said, the boy had thought exactly the same thing.
"Don't want to look like a clown? You sure you don't want to take me up on my offer? You could wear my shirt too; my hoodie is all I need to cover up." Pablo did not have to think of an answer. "I'm positive. I'm quite fond of clowns." Pablo responded. He couldn't see how people were scared of them, but that was completely off topic and decided not to bring it up. " The company would be more then nice, and it quicken the process." The teenager was quite proud of his simple plan. It wasn't the complexity of it but more the fact that it seemed like no one else had thought of it.
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Post by Adele Holst on Oct 21, 2007 3:20:53 GMT -5
She laughed lightly, "Well there are some sheets in here, if you're feeling really adventurous." Somehow, she wasn't too surprised at the lack of clothes in this cabin, and yet she had expected there to be something considering this was a hideout for Lycans. It was kind of hard to 'hideout' in Lycan-form, or even as a naked Human for that matter, Adele thought. Stepping out of the room, she gathered up her clothes and retreated to the bathroom for a moment. When she came back out, she was in Human form, wearing her fitting blue jeans and a dirty white husband-beater. Long, blonde hair fell over her shoulders as a vein attempt to cover her arms; she carried her black hoodie draped over one arm. She smiled slightly at the wolf Pablo as she came back, and spoke softly, "Well, if you don't want to stay as a Lycan all night, you can take my hoodie." Sometimes it seemed like she became more shy as a Human, whereas she could be more comfortable as the Lycan. The floor was cool under her bare feet and she wandered briefly where she had placed her skate shoes. "Yeah, I'd like to help out. When were you planning on going?"
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Post by Pablo on Oct 23, 2007 21:00:45 GMT -5
Pablo smiled as the idea of sheets. "I am feeling a little adventurous actually...." He waited for Adele to come out of the bathroom. Once again if a lycan could grin he did. "Keep the hoodie..." He said, his teeth biting onto the curtains. With a tug he pulled them right of the bed, dragging a pillow or to. He some how managed to bite the clown pants and dragged them into the bathroom.
Shortly after the boy pushed open the door appearing in his custom. He wore the clown pants, and the sheets were wrapped around him. Much like a.... "Its a toga!" He said with a grin, it actually did look like a toga. But the fact he wore clown pants didn't make him look much Greek like. Or a collage student. "It depends I'm torn apart with taking a flight from Amsterdam to maybe South Africa, or travel to Spain on foot and take a boat to Morocco."
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Post by Adele Holst on Oct 24, 2007 3:50:33 GMT -5
Adele shrugged into her hoodie a bit relieved, and zipped it up, flicking her hair out from the neck so the hoodie wouldn’t pull on it. And then went to the window in the room, looking out at the nighttime forest while Pablo arranged his clothes for the night. She turned as Pablo came out in his array of sheets and pajama pants, laughing, “Oh, wow. Very nice.” In his Human form he did seem to be around Adele’s age, confirming some of her suspicions. Cool, she hadn’t met too many other young Lycans, most had been at least five years older in appearance and centuries older in living age. “Taking the plane would definitely be faster,” she hated flying though and she always got stuck with the window seat. But maybe Pablo would trade if it happened that way, “You probably wouldn’t have to worry about getting searched if you went dressed like that, either.” She laughed, “I can find you some better clothes in the city tomorrow… Although, we probably shouldn’t stay here too much longer…” Oh yeah, if people were able to give authorities a description of her physical appearance, maybe taking an Amsterdam plane wasn’t the best idea.
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Post by Pablo on Oct 24, 2007 19:57:35 GMT -5
He grinned in response of her laughing. "Its a slightly nice alternative to your hoodie... Uhh the only real alternative at that..." Pablo quickly studied Adele, but not in an odd perverted way. He took a wild guess and assumed she was about sixteen, by the blonde hair and rather white skin, Pablo saw being Polish or German. Somewhere from the Eastern Europe area. "How long have you been a lycan for?" The teenager asked. There was always the chance she could be thousands of years old. Tilting his head up lightly, Pablo shifted into his thinking position. Now the boy looked directly at the ceiling. He let out a small "Uhhh" As he pondered. Turning to look at Adele he finally spoke."It would be the faster option, But if we went from Spain to Morocco we can travel south leaving our 'mark' on the people." He explained assuming she knew what he meant. "From there travel north letting some sort of force develop, I would like it if I didn't have to turn them by force. But if I must I will. Then again we can take a plane to Morocco and then travel south... Or take a flight to South Africa and Mark our path heading North." He said all in one long run on sentence. By this time it was easy to see that Pablo was in his plan ranting mode. It wasn't pure ranting though, it would be wise if the female actually took note of what he said.
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Post by Adele Holst on Dec 5, 2007 5:19:27 GMT -5
“…A year and a half, I suppose. I was still a pup during our brief encounter at the Den…” She remembered the exact day she’d been bitten, but hadn’t really thought about it in terms of ‘how long ago’. To her, it felt like she’d been a Lycan for longer than just a year and a half, though. “How about you?” Leaning back against the window, Adele bit her lip and nodded as Pablo spoke, wishing she’d have thought a bit more before giving her earlier response. This boy really seemed to know what he was talking about; and at the moment she regretted not paying attention in her geography class, or any class for that matter. She was quiet for a moment, staring ahead at the wall across the room while she gathered her thoughts and the options, “…the goal is to increase the Werewolf population, and ultimately exact revenge upon the Vampires, who have large covens in Europe. It goes without saying that recruits gathered in Africa would have to, if only temporarily, come to Europe by some means, which could be somewhat inconvenient depending how far south we go and what means are used for their migration. Hopefully their travel will go unnoticed by the Human and Vampire populations, too… Maybe going from Spain to Morocco, and then taking a plane from Morocco to South Africa and working our way back up would produce the most favorable outcome…?”
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Post by Pablo on Dec 5, 2007 17:29:49 GMT -5
" About two years maybe.... it could be a little less or a little more." Pablo said looking down at his toga. He let out a sigh as he brushed the dust off of it. "I had figured that as well, my plan at first was to invade from either Italy or Greece. Seeing there are more Lycans in Greece, Italy will be the wiser choice, taking out a major coven as well. From there we can spread either North, East or West." Pablo then began to scratch his chin, more then necessary. "It should, shouldn't it?" He asked, it was a rhetorical question obviously though. "While in Egypt or around the area, I figured we could either take or turn maybe both... a military base. Preferably an American one. Who knows what type of weapons or equipment they may have, or new technology they might of invented to use against the vampires..."
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Post by Adele Holst on Dec 6, 2007 3:21:52 GMT -5
From her position against the window, Adele watched the boy in the toga outfit quietly as he scratched his chin. This probably would have seemed like a pretty unusual situation to an outsider, Adele was only glad that the shock of encountering the 'unusual' had passed from her a while ago. "...A military base would be very beneficial to have under our influence..." Pablo impressed her, not just with the scope and magnitude of his ideas, but also because the plans laid out tonight, would happen. She had known plenty of people as a Human who'd had some pretty big ideas, but none of the motivation to fulfill them or gain the resources needed to fulfill them. They couldn't back up their boasts. But this was different; this was going to happen and it was going to be intense. "Were you still thinking of traveling by foot to Spain, if we take this route...?" Adele did not really want to say anything about her mistake in the city unless she had to.
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Post by Pablo on Dec 8, 2007 11:39:38 GMT -5
Pablo nodded his head, "It would be..." He agreed, which was the real point behind it. "Well I was thinking about traveling to Amsterdam and maybe take a flight some where, it will only make the trip faster." Pablo responded back up a bit to lean against the wall. The idea would happen, and the young man assured himself it would. There was really no stopping some one with his determination unless he was killed, and well Pablo was to ignorant to die. " Faster is better, The longer it takes the more vampires there will be by the time we returned." He explained, it was his logic of course. It seemed to make enough sense. " Unless you don't want to go to the city..."
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Post by Adele Holst on Mar 9, 2008 3:58:36 GMT -5
A sheepish smile lifted her cheeks ever so briefly, and Adele felt her face go a little hot, although she was not usually one for blushing. Looking down, she swallowed a tiny lump that had formed in her throat, “Well…” She could lie, and say that going to Amsterdam would be fine, and then as Pablo fell asleep, return to the city and retrieve the other articles of clothing she left behind as well as try to clean up. Or she could mention nothing and just be weary about who saw her in the city and airport in hopes that no trouble would be caused. But that last choice would put Pablo in unnecessary harm; and why should she lie to a fellow Lycan anyway? Especially one who’d known the Lycans she knew, who’d lived for a time at the Den in Sweden, and was so close to her age as a Human and Lycan… “F*ck.” She hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but the word had come out solidly. Adele brought a hand up to the back of her neck and pulled some her of blonde hair lightly. Her sad, grey eyes held embarrassment and humility as she looked back at Pablo, “I f*cked up… in the city.” She honestly didn’t know what had come over her, and the careless reactions she’d displayed were definitely not something she was proud of. “I left a bit of a mess behind and… I think someone might be able to identify me…”
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Post by Pablo on Mar 16, 2008 21:00:32 GMT -5
Pablo let out a sigh and began to pace back and forth. Really just for the heck of it. "Don't worry I've f**ked up once or twice before." He said reassuringly, but lying. Something he had been working on, but still was not very good at it. The young lycan stopped moving back and forth and simply shrugged his shoulders. "Well then, unless you're willing to take the risk. We'll have to travel to some where like Madrid, Barcelona." He failed to mention Paris, which was the closest choice. Part of Pablo wanted to go back to Spain, last time he checked the vampire problem was not to bad. At least in Madrid in fact it was nearly free of all lycan and vampires. His cousin had a lot to do with that. Of course there was a bit of a vampire problem in Barcelona. They could do some cleaning up in there. " The worse possible outcome, is we would have to hijack a plane."
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