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Post by Darrius Ajax Ambrose on Oct 9, 2011 18:04:20 GMT -5
Role Players in Demon Palooza::
Abiel Bell
Adam Milligan
Bishop
Darrius Ambrose
John Winchester
Ki Amherst
Nichole Winchester
Ruby
Sam Winchester
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Post by Darrius Ajax Ambrose on Oct 9, 2011 21:52:19 GMT -5
Darrius finally got one of the demons, who killed his Mom and Dad, into Hell. His blue eyes sort of show a little more wisdom then before his fight with the white-eyed demon. His body frame seemed a little more muscular as if he worked out a bit more then in the past.
Darrius blinked as he went toward Abiel's place to see if Abiel will help him defeat the next demon in line, to avenge his parents. He did not plan in calling ahead, hoping to surprise the other phoenix. Opening the door to the night club, he winced a bit as the sound came to his fairly sensitive ears. His blue eyes scanned the place for Abiel and frowned after a 30minute walk around the night club. There is no Abiel anywhere in the loud place. The phoenix then sighed as he went over to the bar tender and started a conversation. He then asked the man where Abeil is at and frowned a little when the mortal said that the man was out on a job or mission. Darrius then paused before asking where the older phoenix went and smiled as the man said Las Vegas. Darrius nodded before heading out of the night club.
After a day, he got the airport and got on an airplane to Las Vegas. After a three hour flight, he stepped into the airport in Las Vegas. After a thirty minute drive in a rental Honda car, he is then finally in the noisy, vibrant city in Nevada. Darrius then remembers that the bartender said that Abiel is going to MGM Grand with a band for a concert. Darrius sighed as he went into the parking lot for the MGM Grand and is a bit happy that the parking fee is free. Easily finding a spot, he parked the small car before heading into the casino.
Darrius stared around at the beeping, clacking and dinging machines that can easily take buckets of money out of a player or gambler. "What an easy way to loose money," he thought as he strolled on the path that weaved throughout the building. Finally, he stopped as he see a familiar face. His blue eyes blinked as he walked closer to Abiel as a smile slowly widened on his features.
[style=padding: 15px; font-size: 0.7em;] Status: Done Outfit: Black t-shirt and jeans Notes: He is in MGM Grand and finally sees his old friend, Abiel.
The posting order is now: Abiel Bell Adam Milligan Bishop John Winchester Ki Amherst Nichole Ruby Sam Darrius (before it keeps on going)
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Abiel J. Bell
Do the math aye, I CAN?T DIE!!!
Do the Math... I CAN'T DIE!!
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Post by Abiel J. Bell on Oct 10, 2011 22:22:29 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #000 url(http://i53.tinypic.com/vfks3p.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 2px solid #767676; border: 0px; width: 500px;, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #767676;] Abiel was enjoying his time off during one of his rare times of not having any responsibilities. Since joining the band on the tour; Abiel has had his hands in just about everything from lighting, to ordering food, to schedules. Now as the band played one of the last shows they would do in Vegas before they set out. However Abiel wasn’t able to use this time as he wanted to or in better terms spend it with who he wanted to. Abiel’s eyes were set on the stage that his love was performing her magic on stage enticing the fans, merging her and the bands’ own raw energy of sex, youth, and innocence, with the desire of the fans. Abiel could practically feel the energy as it rolled through as the crowd erupted when the recorded recording started and Norah begin to sing the first notes to Upside Down. Abiel’s smile grew as he scanned the pit as they called it and watched the wild display from the fans, from Abiel’s position he could see all of this. He was in one of the V.I.P. boxes that were provided by the Hotel, with fresh brandy in his glass. His arms were crossed resting against the glass that was holding him back from falling not to his death but a very painful experience.
Abiel was watching Norah about half way through Upside Down when he felt eyes on him, nothing hostile, or of wrath which he grew use to since Norah and the band started to ne know in Las Vegas, His actually had a few death threats for dating her, alone with one man actually acted Abiel, but that was close to one of the last things that man did. Let’s just say both of his arms are broken, along with a few broken arms and a leg; stairs are a nasty thing, but again this was not hostile but…. Abiel scanned the crowd once more looking for something that was off. His eyes were drifting along the rows of seats the pit, and then he spotted him. A man he hadn’t seen in a while, a fellow phoenix. Someone that popped into Abiel’s life unexpectedly; for the longest time before he meet this man named Darrius. Abiel believed he was one of the last of his kind, but now Abiel was wondering why the phoenix was here obviously for him with the smile on Darrius’ face, but you could never know. With that Abiel had headed for the door draining the last of his Brandy and handed the empty glass to a waiter who was serving the other masses that had taken to the V.I.P. room during the show. Abiel was down the stairs and on ground level in a matter of no time and already had found Darrius and from Darrius’ body language the young Phoenix had gone through some changes, and a dark cloud has seem to set over him. It seemed Abiel had bigger fish to fry.
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Post by Adam Milligan on Oct 10, 2011 23:17:01 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2cnt8y1.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 1px solid #7d776b; width: 500px; height: 600px; padding: 0px;, bTable]Adam and Nichole had been lucky enough to find a train that ran from New York to San Francisco with a stop in Vegas and which had sleeping cabins cheap. It had still been awfully cramped with two of them in the tiny two-bunk 'bedroom/sitting room' cabin, but at least they'd had privacy, even their own toilet and incredibly cramped shower. And Adam's stolen laptop had plenty of equally-stolen movies on it, so between catching themselves up on the last few years' worth of popular culture and talking over their lives and not-quite-lives, they'd managed to pass three days on the train without driving one another crazy. And at least they'd managed to arrive in Las Vegas clean and well-groomed and wearing clean clothes, even if they had come from a Goodwill in the Bronx. They'd grabbed a cab from the train station to the casino with what was very nearly the last of their 'Adam takes a strong antipsychotic and then beats and robs a pimp' traveling cash and started poking around. It turned out that the band that Nichole's friend was traveling with were actually in the middle of a performance, so they snuck in and looked around the floor for a familiar face. Nichole seemed to spot something and tugged Adam's sleeve to guide him over to a pair of men standing a bit off to the side of the crowd. Adam stuck very close to his sister, the crowd and noise was a bit much for him but he was trying not to show it. Still, when they got over to the two men Adam didn't pop up and introduce himself or anything. Just gave them a slightly sickly smile and stood behind Nichole, waiting her her to speak first. Location: New York New York Casino, Vegas Music: Mayhem - Lorica (via Imelda May)Outfit: Still in his traveling clothes. Notes: Best intro I could think of, sorry it's a bit weak.
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Bishop
Think first shot later is more my style.
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Post by Bishop on Oct 11, 2011 0:09:26 GMT -5
Bishop was enjoying the show just like the rest of the Fans, even though he was supposed to be working back stage as back up security making sure no one who was supposed to be present was, but Miguel had given Bishop an earlier release from his duties. So Bishop in his Civvi’s Clothes was mixing in with the crowd getting drinks from passing Fans and placing a twenty in their hands for it, to avoid any fighting on his part. Even though Bishop could take almost everyone in this place; It would fall over onto Lorica and gain them a bad face in the public view; something Bishop and most likely the other band members would agree was too early for their career. Bishop was in the mist of the crowd when enjoying his time listening to the band actually play. All the roadies could confirm with Bishop that nothing was like it. Even though they were with the band in some case for other roadies more than they would like to be, almost a 24/7 type of hours, and during that time. You hear the songs they play in rehearsals, recording, song writing process, vocal lesson and the list continues but none of those matched to this show that the band was putting on. Bishop marked it up all to see how all their hard work over the past few, years, months, weeks, and days all paid off. By the time Lorcia was on half way through the third song before Upside down. Bishop was looking for another company along with a drink; someone that he hadn’t had to chill with in such a long time. Where the hell was Abiel? His eyes scanned the pit, the crowd then thought of only one place where Abiel could get a good tasty brandy and the only place Bishop could think of was the V.I.P. room a few floors up. Which started the hunt for Abiel; leading Bishop up first up to the V.I.P. room; to find that Abiel had just left a few moments ago, and some say he headed down stairs. Bishop groaned and headed back down stairs to look for his father figure. It was about fifteen minutes later when Bishop spotted Abiel again but it seem he was in deep conversation with someone. Bishop was about to just let Abiel be and go find one of the Roadies to drink with, but a suspicious man maneuvered behind Abiel and with this Crowd how it was Bishop was sure Abiel had passed the man off as a fan that was just trying to make it to the front, but how the man just stood there a few feet back from the two it seemed just a bit odd, and Bishop didn’t like Odd especially when it rotated around the people he cared for. Bishop had maneuvered himself through the crowd and came up on the suspicious man’s blind spot and creped forward not keeping his eyes on the man just in case that alerted him but on the surrounding around the man, and from where Bishop was standing not too far now from the group. He noticed for the first time the women that was standing in front of the man had a familiar set of blonde hair on her head. Bishop frowned as he called out over the crowd gaining the whole group’s attention. “Nichole!”
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Post by Darrius Ajax Ambrose on Oct 11, 2011 0:54:10 GMT -5
Darrius sighed as Abiel met his eyes and nodded softly. The younger phoenix walked up to meet Abiel, who also walked down to meet the young immortal. "Good afternoon, Abiel." Darrius said in a polite voice. "Its been a while since we met. I am a bit sorry to not come by sooner... I've been really busy tracking and hunting down the demons that killed my family." he said and paused to think. His eyes roved around the place for a second as his mind went into deep thought.
"It seems that your also busy with things around here. Sorry, if I interrupted your day, Abiel." Darrius said politely as he saw the band and the hunters. The immortal's blue eyes blinked softly as he went into deep thought again. He then felt an odd presence and turned around partly to see Adam and Nichole and smiled to them nicely. He then also saw another man walk around him and Abiel to then shout "Nichole!" as if he saw an old friend. Darrius smiled softly before turning to Abiel.
"So far I found a demon a week or two ago and defeated it with a bit of help." he said and did not want to go in detail about the arch angel who saved Darrius's hide when he was 10 years old. The younger phoenix then added, "The demon was the leader of the 4 demons that killed my family." he spoke softly and wondered if Abiel knows that he meant that he defeated the white-eyed demon. The fight was brutal to the young creature who was lucky for the Sameal to be there with him. If the arch angel was not by his side, he would have likely died fighting the white-eyed demon. Then, that will ultimately end his whole family, just in killing of Darrius.
The young phoenix's body has changed a bit since the immortal has been feeling refreshed and braver then before the battle with the white-eyed. He also gathered wisdom, strength and age also was slightly added to Darrius's immortal, young looking body and eyes. He also seemed to be calmer, patienter and tougher then when Abiel saw the younger phoenix before. Darrius shoved his hands in his jean pockets, as he waited for Abiel's reply.
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Post by John Winchester on Oct 11, 2011 4:01:36 GMT -5
Ki was getting the dirtiest of stares thrown in his direction at the moment and with a very childish sort of coinciding sigh he removed his boot clad feet from on top of the dashboard of the truck affectionately nicknamed TruckZilla as he knew that was the reason the old hunter beside him was giving him that stare down while at the red light. John shook his head and gave his beloved truck some gas as the light changed, feeling very much like he had yet another unruly son in the car at the moment, "Yer lucky I liked your parents or I woulda reached over and smacked the back of that big'ol head of yours already," He said with a toothy grin at the not so subtle jab at the younger hunter. This time Malaki was the one throwing the dirty look, having not appreciated any time that John brought up the size of his head. Especially not when he was explaining to Norah how they knew each other, seriously you could tell John was an old geezer, using the 'I knew him when he was yey high' comment, followed by the very unnecessary comment that he had a big head when he was little, so big in fact that the rest of his body had to grow in order to accommodate it, "Jus' drive old man," Ki huffed and crossed his arms as they high tailed it back to the casino the band was playing at. There had been three of them when they had left earlier to get a few drinks and chase the tail of some big nasty that was eating the homeless on the streets of Vegas. The fact that they were down to two was the reason they were quickly making their way back, Buck (short for Buck-Shot is what he kept sayin), as the other hunter they had left with was called apparently didn't handle his liquor very well. Which was something they didn't find out until the fifth shot of tequila when he made the mistake of groping a plain clothed female officer and then attempted to resist arrest. Idiot. Since neither of them had bail money on hand, they had to go back and pool cash together to get ol' 'T.J Hooker' Buck as he was now to be known, out of jail. John and Malaki were still exchanging the banter as they walked back into the casino. Deep down John knew it should have been Sam beside him instead of Malaki, but upon getting to Vegas with Norah, he had gotten cold feet and hid from his son, which yes he was mildly ashamed about. Walking around a bit they finally spotted the tall boyfriend of the aforementioned little redhead, who John had recently found out was a phoenix and started in his direction, "Ey! 'Immortal' pain in de ass, got any cash on ya?" Of course that was Ki so eloquently and playfully talking, earning him a rather 'disapproving father' look from John which the leather clad hoodlum shrugged confusedly at, neither of the two taking note of the growing group surrounding the phoenix, too busy with the little mission at hand. WHERE: New York New York Casino, Vegas MUSIC: Back in Black -AC/DC WEARING: John, some plaid and jeans, Ki leather as always NOTES: Tossed the two together cause Im a lazy bum,
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Post by Nichole Winchester on Oct 11, 2011 8:04:32 GMT -5
Instead of taking a bus like Nichole and Adam thought they might have, they had ended up taking a train from New York to Las Vegas. She couldn’t have complained, as they had shared a cabin and other things. The cabin of course was big enough for two to sleep in, and she really didn’t much sleep. She had been keeping an eye on her younger brother, making sure he didn’t have an episode that she was going to have to help him through. Of course they kept themselves busy, by watching movies on a laptop he somehow had acquired. She had learned quite a few thing about the culture, and exchanged stories of their lives when they did not have the laptop running. One thing she did find out was that she enjoying wearing jeans, tee shirts, and tennis shoes, and that was what she was wearing when they caught a cab from the train station to the casino. She had let her eyes travel over the crowd looking for someone that was familiar, and she was actually hoping to see Bishop first. However she wasn’t that lucky, and she had Adam’s hand in her own. She wasn’t going to chance him having an attack, and if just holding his hand like and older sibling would help then she was going to try it. But the first familiar face she saw was not Bishop’s but instead was Mr. Hot Hands from Crossroads, TN. She tugged on her younger’s brother sleeve and guided him toward the guy who seemed to be in conversation with someone. So she had decided to wait until there was a break in their conversation before she butted in. However before that happened, she heard a very familiar voice from somewhere behind her. ”Nichole!”Nichole whirled around and moved to the other side of Adam, and smiled wide when she saw her hunter. Instead of talking to Mr. Hot Hands, she tugged once again on her younger brother’s sleeve and guided him over to Bishop. She quickly released Adam and gave her hunter a hug. ”Bishop. This Adam, my younger half brother. Adam, this is Bishop.” She introduced the two, biting on her bottom lip. She didn’t know exactly what Bishop was to her outside of being her hunter, so she didn’t say anything. ”We came to see Sam, well Adam wanted to see Sam. I’m not Sam’s favorite person, as a matter of fact I could be his most hated…” She babbled slightly, not really used to being a crowd like this and nervous as a mustang. She let her eyes drift from her younger brother to her hunter and back again, and she just stood off to the side after she gave Bishop a quick hug. Her eyes then trailed to the entrance that her and Adam had entered not too long ago, and she stood there frozen in her spot. Her father had entered the casino with an younger guy that was dressed like a Goth or something, and she was not exactly looking forward to meeting her dad. Her posture and vibes were rolling off of her to Adam and Bishop, knowing that if they didn’t notice her drastic change of manner they were completely blind. So far the only family member that she had met that actually accepted her was Adam, and she was scared that her father would have the same kind of reaction that Sam had in Crossroads. If not a distrust of her like Dean. She swallowed visibly as she watched her dad and the guy with him walk past her and up to Mr. Hot Hands, which the vampire looking guy asked if he had any cash of him for some reason she did not understand. [/div][/center] TAGGED: Palooza Peeps WORD COUNT: 629 NOTES: Is glad Bishop is there, is nervous about meeting dear ol’ dad, and making sure Adam doesn’t have an attack… [/div] [/td][/tr][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Ruby
I like tall men
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Post by Ruby on Oct 11, 2011 20:44:42 GMT -5
Saying she was nervous would be the biggest understatement of her entire life but she wasn’t going to let Sam walk into this meeting alone, it risked him to much, not only was this fake sister of his who had so expertly wormed her way into Dean’s life going to be there but it seemed that the bitch had also found her way into Adam’s life as well. Honestly Ruby only cared for Dean and Adam as much as they were Sam’s brothers but they were big boys and if they couldn’t see through the bullshit this girl was spreading then far be it for her to try to convince them otherwise. She would go to make sure that Sam wasn’t harmed for disagreeing with the little tart. Of course it wasn’t Nichole or Adam that had her as nervous as John Winchester did. John was the stuff of legend, the hunter who had ended countless demons, the ones who put the fear into every black eye she had known, herself included. She’d also harmed his son and he was deadly serious about protecting his kids, so hopefully he’d listen first then give her a thirty second head start to try to outrun the enviable bullet. She also hoped that Sam could keep it together in the face of more people coming back to life, if he couldn’t though she’d be there to make sure he was safe. She looked over at that leather coat she had gotten up the funds to buy, one hand reaching out to brush across it. She sort of felt like a knight who was looking at their old armor and getting ready to go into battle again after so long from it as her eyes trailed over to the loaned Glock 20 and the hunting knife. Taking a breath she closed her eyes a moment, forcing herself to push back all those fears, all the feelings of insecurity, everything that she thought made her weak and then opened her eyes, her posture changing even to rise up, appearing confident and strong. She grabbed the gun, loading the clip and sliding the bar back to chamber a round, clicking the safety on before tucking it into the back of her jeans. Then she picked up the knife and tucked it away into a hip holster that hung from her belt. Then she finally picked up the coat, slipping one arm through the sleeve of it then the other, pulling it tight around her frame before she turned to Sam, a small confident smirk crossing her lips. She didn’t bother to say a thing, taking point as she moved to the door of their room and down the hallway, only stopping at the elevator to hit the button for the lobby, choosing then to speak. “I’ll be right next to you Sam, not going to leave your side.” She wouldn’t either, wild horses would have to drag her away from this meeting…or a certain pair of blue eyes that had started to linger in her sub-consciousness, telling her that the world was a better place with her in it. LOCATION: NYNY Casino, Vegas MUSIC: Iron by Within Temptation OUTFIT: Back to the leather coat NOTES: Fake it till you make it girl!
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Sam Winchester
The monster I have become watches me from the mirror
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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 15, 2011 0:46:23 GMT -5
Sam had spent so much time wallowing in his own misery and frustration that he had taken little time to notice anything else. He knew that things had changed outside his little room, knew that Norah might be appalled by the amount of injuries he'd successfully collected since he'd talked to her just three nights ago. And, although he felt a twinge of guilt, his own self-loathing had once more taken center stage. His world was so dark and he'd dragged poor, wonderful Ruby down. Beautiful, detestable Ruby. She'd kept nearby almost the entire time they'd been in Vegas. Meanwhile, he'd warred with a desire to hold her close, to use her to fill the aching hole Dean had left and the desire to rail at her, to scream hate-filled words in her direction for all that had happened.
However, he'd kept his mout shut. He hadn't heaped abuse after abuse on the now-human girl. Which was probably for the best. It was his own fault, everything that had happened. The collapses, the hours he'd lost in the past weeks were his punishment for...Sam was no longer entirely sure what he was being punished for, but he was certain there was something. Something hiding just beyond that massive blankness in his head. Dark circles had appeared under his eyes, a symbol of how little sleep he'd been allowing himself.
The Winchester was silent as he made sure his weapons were loaded, that the demon knife was nestled safely in his jeans. With a shrug of his shoulders, he settled his familiar jacket into place. Ruby took point and he followed, looking somehow like a kicked puppy despite the circumstances. Just yesterday he'd received a written message from the front desk. Adam was alive. Adam was coming. Hope and relief had swelled before he'd crushed it visciously. Adam had gone to the Pit, because of Sam. It was another thing he'd failed at, keeping either of his brothers safe. Of course, the downside was that Adam had Nichole with him. Not that she mattered. No, her presence paled in comparison to Adam's return.
Sam was pulled from his thoughts when Ruby spoke, breaking the silence. "Thank you, Ruby." His voice was rough, and very quiet, his gaze steady and far too intense on her face. Finally, he looked away and focused on the doors.
When the doors of the elevator opened, Sam led the way out and through the crowd. Automatically, his hand, poorly self-bandaged around the palm, reached back and clasped hers as though he was afraid he'd lose her. He searched the various faces until he spotted the one he sought the most. Adam. The name was almost a mantra in his head at this point. With his destination found, Sam made a beeline for the younger male, tugging Ruby in his wake. He pulled to a stop when he reached his younger brother, his grip on Ruby's hand tightening to an almost unbearable level and then releasing very, very suddenly.
His gaze focused solely on Adam, searching him to see if he was physically injured. Not that the scars he knew his little brother must have incurred would show on his skin. So focused was he that he barely noticed Nichole, didn't even realize an even more familiar man was in the same vicinity. He had to get the words out, to make amends somehow.
"I'm sorry." Sam's voice cracked and he swallowed harshly. "I'm so fucking sorry, Adam. If it weren't for me..." He trailed off, gaze darkening as he threw the weight of his mind against the suddenly weakening Wall inside his head. He wanted desperately to reach out, to hug the little brother he'd doomed, but felt that it wasn't his right. Not now, not ever. [/right][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Abiel J. Bell
Do the math aye, I CAN?T DIE!!!
Do the Math... I CAN'T DIE!!
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Post by Abiel J. Bell on Oct 15, 2011 17:42:07 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #000 url(http://i53.tinypic.com/vfks3p.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 2px solid #767676; border: 0px; width: 500px;, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #767676;] “That’s good to hear my friend, I can also see that you’ve grown your become more at ease it seems after removing one shackle that held you to your past. Hopefully the others will release you completely.” Abiel noted the change in the young man’s presents and aura; patting him on the shoulder like a proud older sibling. Indeed it felt different then the first time the two immortals meet. His shoulders were more erect, his posture was more of an seasoned warriors’ now, and in his eyes were that was a flame of will and determination. It seemed Darrius had adopted the ability of legends Phoenixes and has been reborn from a pile of ashes of his dead body and was now standing in front of him a new man. “ So what’s up I know you didn’t stop by to tell me the good ne..” Abiel paused at that time several newcomers arrived. At first it was the two he didn’t notice rolled up on him from behind. One he noted was Nichole. A half angel and Winchester if he remembered correctly; The same one he ran into in Crossroad Tn, that one hell of a nightmare, also someone Bishop was trying to start something with. Next to her was a young man that Abiel never met before, but one look said he was barely here, holding on by a string. Both now were talking to Bishop his brother, his friend, his adopted son a Hunter with his own skills that his mastered, but Abiel wasn’t able to marvel at his adopted son for long. A voice his know for many years, and heard it grow over the years as well. Abiel turned and watched Ki one half of the Amherst twin power. Out of the twins’ he was one of Abiel’s lease favorites, but he had to hand it to Ki. He was one hell of a Hunter. When you hunted with him you knew you would get the best results out of that Hunting trip, and next to him matching his stride, was the stuff of legend. John, Fucking Winchester himself. Someone who wanted to live won’t take likely. Even someone like Abiel who was a Phoenix, who could outlive everyone in this whole state; besides Darrius standing in front of him, but he knew John might have a few tricks up his sleeve to regret being immortal If he wished. Abiel didn’t know how the elder Hunter would react to him. They’ve never had a chance to have a sit down or go on a Hunt together, but Abiel knew that Norah and John did hit it off pretty well. So at least someone else to look after his supernatural magnet of a girlfriend, Abiel eye’s shifted back to Ki as the two Hunters came to a stop in front of Abiel and Darrius, and where Abiel and Darrius were standing were blocking John’s view of his two sons he hasn’t seen in a while, and from the sound of their own conversation, neither have they.
“ What did you get yourself into this time Lord Cajun of leather pants.” Abiel asked in a mocking tone taking a little bow as well, before adopting a little more of a serious tone in his voice.
“ If you’ve strike up another gambling debt I won’t pay for it this time, your sister yes, you no, and before you ask why. It’s because you’re a pain in MY ass.” Abiel was only have serious about paying off the debt. Every world ringed true Ki was a bit of a pain in the ass with his attitude, but Abiel still considered the older Amherst a friend, and Abiel took care of the people he called Friends. | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 370px; padding: 90px 30px 65px 270px; color: #767676; font-variant: small-caps;] Location: Somewhere in Las Vegas Music: Sorry For the Wait ( Rolling in the Deep) remix- Lil Wayne Outfit: Gray V-neck shirt, dark jeans, boots . Notes: Paying debts off, next thing you know I’m the godfather.
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Post by Adam Milligan on Oct 15, 2011 18:06:01 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2cnt8y1.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 1px solid #7d776b; width: 500px; height: 600px; padding: 0px;, bTable]Adam smiled at the guy that Nichole was hugging, he figured before she said it that this had to be Bishop because--well, how many good-looking black hunters who she wanted to hug could be staying at this casino, really? "Hey Bishop," he said in his quiet, rough voice. His voice always seemed to sound like he'd strained it recently, scratchy and sore. "Good to meet you." He meant to say more than that, maybe even make some joke about the way his sister had flung herself at him, except...Sam. He knew he'd wanted to see him again, but the sheer ferocity of it surprised Adam. He truly felt that Sam was the only person in the entire world who understood, who might be able to help him get sane again. Adam reached out as soon as his half-brother was close enough, grabbed hold of his wrist. He hadn't let go of the back of Nichole's sweater, but he kept that tight hold on his brother's wrist as he said, "Sam. No, man, don't apologize. S'not your fault it's..." And then a flash of black-and-gray out of the corner of his eye and Adam went two shades paler before he even turned his head to see what he knew was there. "Dad." He sounded exactly four years old as he said the word, and as soon as it was out of his mouth he looked shocked, like he hadn't at all meant to speak it. Like maybe he'd never intended to speak that word again. He pulled his hands away from both his siblings and pressed them over his eyes. It was a hallucination. Just another waking dream, caused by being tired, by the stress of the travel and being afraid of reconnecting with his half-siblings. John was gone, his Dad was dead and Lucifer had thought it was the funniest thing in the world to show Adam scenes of his fatherless childhood just long enough to get him hurt and raging and resenting and then force images of John Winchester's unending torture on him. Adam Milligan's father was dead, and hope would only hurt him more. It couldn't be him. Hell would never let go of John Winchester, he'd heard that a thousand thousand times in his centuries in the Cage. His father (His Dad, some part of his mind wouldn't let him forget that. Not just his father but his Dad, the man who he'd wondered about for the first twelve years of his life, imagined a thousand different ways and none of them as good as John Winchester had turned out to be. His Daddy was a superhero, and Adam had never even known it until after both of them were dead.) could not, would not be here. He was just breaking again. Just another hallucination, except every time Adam dared to peek out from between his hands that stocky dark-haired figure was still right there. Location: New York New York Casino, Vegas Music: Mayhem - Lorica Outfit: Still in his traveling clothes. Notes: Afraid to believe.
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Bishop
Think first shot later is more my style.
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Post by Bishop on Oct 16, 2011 18:22:55 GMT -5
Bishop & Nichole’s embraced could have lasted much longer and he won’t care. His worry for Abiel’s safety was gone. Since he thought both people standing in front of him were friendly, well one was at any case. The other one Bishop had no clue what to make of him but Adam didn’t matter right now. His little half angel was here in all her glory. One of Bishop’s hands had found its place on Nichole’s lower back the other in her golden hair that he loved so much. The last time the two had run into one another was when Nichole had teleported him and the entire Club Safe Haven and its club goers a few dozen miles away in some valley in California. During that time when Bishop was tending Nichole’s wounds his feelings were her was made none but Bishop didn’t want to rush Nichole in any way with her choses but cherished the time they spent together just like now, but like all good things Nichole’s left Bishop embrace and introduced Adam her half-brother. Bishop eye’s shifted from one Winchester to the next it seemed like all of the Winchesters were making an come back now and days and Bishop was going to make a joke of that after shaking Adam’s hands but it seemed both Winchester’s attention were stolen in that instance. Two more Winchester had entered the room both stuff of legend and caught both the younger Winchester’s attention both in different ways, and Bishop thought it would be best to step aside from Adam and talk to Nichole since he knew her better and knew that Sam and her were in a rough patch and stood by her side blocking the view of her and John.
“Nichole you’re getting that look again, right before your powers go out of control and we know what happens then. The whole casino goes poof and this time it might reappear in the middle of the ocean.” Bishop kidded placing both hands on her shoulder bending down and looking from one eye to the other trying to get her attention with his lame joke, but that was the best he had at the time. The only thing he could try to shock the young Winchester out of it.
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Post by Darrius Ajax Ambrose on Oct 17, 2011 0:17:29 GMT -5
Darrius leaned on a pillar that was easily near to him, so that he can lean against it. His blue eyes blinked as he smiled when Abiel patted his back, to show that they are as close as brothers to one another. The younger phoenix stared around as hunters started to gather. He has seen a few, but the others he has never seen before.
He listened to watch the hunters around him. A old looking hunter and a vampire-like hunter came in. The vampire-like man went to Abiel to ask for some money. Darrius smiled politely as Abiel talked to the man before Darrius's blue eyes turned to the hunter that welcomed a blond woman and her friend. The immortal turned as Sam came in with a demon looking woman, Ruby. He stood still as he watched his surroundings for a while before turning to Abiel.
"Well, I came to your night club to ask you something. You were not there, so I talked to a bar tender. He said that your here, so I came here. Why I am here? Well, I found a trail of a demon that belonged to the four demons that killed my family. I also saw his hideout, and it's crawling with demons." Darrius paused before saying the final line. "I came here to get your help to defeat the demon and his allies." the young phoenix said softly and then stopped to wait for Abiel's answer.
[style=padding: 15px; font-size: 0.7em;] Location: NYNY, Las Vegas, Nevada Status: Done Outfit: Black t-shirt and jeans Notes: He is watching his surroundings before he finally gave Abiel what he came to Las Vegas for.
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Post by John Winchester on Oct 17, 2011 0:36:30 GMT -5
Ki rolled his eyes a little at the immortal, "Your just jealous dat I look better in leather den you do," The smirk on his face was easily classified in the 'shit-eating' category just to annoy Abiel a little more. He sort of liked the guy well enough. Well more like enough to not want to find a way to kill him, but he knew he wasn't the phoenix's favorite and Ki really had no issue with that, it just meant he could be a great big ass as much as he wanted to be without feeling any sort of guilt over it. "'Ey, if I had a debt, which I don't cause I'm too good for dat, I'd be able to take care of it myself," John almost had to marvel at the fact that Malaki's chest swelled out much like a peacock when he spoke, seriously the kid was proud to something of a fault, but he could understand. Patting the strange little hunter on the shoulder in what was more of an attempt to still what would probably be a rant on Malaki's part that would snowball into a pissing contest or an outright fight. John stepped up a bit, giving the guy a once over as he sized the other man up, he wasn't human but as long as he worked with them and not against them then he wouldn't be considered a threat. "He's a pain in everyones ass," The older hunter brushed off the noise of protest Ki made behind him, "But we're actually lookin' to get some cash together to bail Buck outta jail with, he's the other hunter we left with a few hours ago, apparently kid decided not to mention that he couldn't hold his liquor," He shook his head, kids these days, "Anyway got any cash or no?" John really wasn't one for beating around the bush nor did they actually have the time either way. The old man was too busy staring Abiel down to really care what was going on beside him, sure that everyone was just gathering to go play some slots when Ki nudged his shoulder in Sam's direction. John was ready to toss Malaki yet another 'disapproving old man' glare but his attention caught at the sound of one word in particular. Dad. Well that was unexpected, the old man spun and his eyes landed on the poor boy he had tried so hard to keep from this mess, from all the shit that followed along with being a Winchester. His gut nearly dropped out of his ass though when he caught his other boy there too, Sam, he had been avoiding him, the meeting was inevitable though even if he hadn't spotted him yet. Sticking his hands in the pockets of the old bomber jacket he had pulled out of storage John uneasily stepped towards his boys, completely uncaring of anyone and everyone aside from those two right now, "Hey there boys," He said tentatively, throat having gone dry and hoarse in the two seconds since he had spotted them, so unsure of what to do at the moment. WHERE: New York New York Casino, Vegas MUSIC: Back in Black -AC/DC WEARING: John, some plaid and jeans, Ki leather as always NOTES: heavy stuff
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