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Nov. 30th, 2006 | 01:25 am
posted by: keeperoftruths in the_alterverse

He'd been stuck in the house all day and figured it was time to get out and stretch his feet. Maybe not a smart thing to do but right now it was the ONLY thing he had to do.
Getting up off his couch, he grabbed his jacket top before leaving the house.

From force of habit he let his fingers trail across benches or touch the occasional fencing, catching brief glimpses of activities the objects had witnessed, locking it all away in his mind for permanent residency. His thoughts were always in motion, analysing, creating. With so much to remember and nothing to forget, it was easy to daydream.

So much in fact to not notice when a couple of vampires decided he looked like the next meal. He was no whizz when it came to brutality or fighting but he wasn't exactly inept. He managed a few good punches and had to stick to defense when they started getting serious instead of playful.

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from: hail_king
date: Nov. 30th, 2006 01:33 am (UTC)

Seeing the little gathering King rolled his eyes and drew his gun. Serious, can't a guy walk down a dank alley without the threat of being eaten anymore.

"Hey, I am pretty sure the kitchen is closed."

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from: keeperoftruths
date: Dec. 2nd, 2006 01:19 am (UTC)

Hannibal King, he thought.

"Speaking of kitchen, don't you owe me?", he was of course speaking about money.

Last he recalled...and he could recall a lot, King and him had last met while grabbing some food and drink. Alan had paid for the lot and after some casual conversation they both had gone separate ways again.

He took a moment to grin at King then cocked an eyebrow, "you going to quip them to death?"

He blocked a punch thrown his way and knocked the left fang out of his attackers mouth. That had to suck. Damn, he should have said that out loud.

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 2nd, 2006 04:05 am (UTC)

"Consider this repayment Al." Hannibal fired the electronic pistol and smirked a cocky little smirk as the disturbingly pale man burst into flames. "You know I rarely carry cash."

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from: keeperoftruths
date: Dec. 2nd, 2006 04:57 pm (UTC)

He batted ashen remains off his jacket while the other one took off running. It was always a pack thing, none of them had any balls on their own.

"So instead of buying your dates coffee, you shoot the undead? Is that a good pulling technique?"

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from: hellion_abi
date: Dec. 2nd, 2006 05:24 pm (UTC)

She'd done just as Hannibal told her, stayed low. The sounds of a scuffle down below was all she heard, every sound made her worry he was hurt, but then she'd hear one of his smartass remarks and knew he was okay.

The sounds stopped and she peeked up curiously over the ledge of the rooftop. Relief swept over her when she saw he was okay, and apparently had a friend. Not sure if she should come down yet she kept quiet.

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 2nd, 2006 11:05 pm (UTC)

He looked up to the roof top hoping to see her. This was her first time out and King was still scolding himself for it.

"How you doin' up there princess?"

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from: keeperoftruths
date: Dec. 3rd, 2006 12:20 pm (UTC)

"Hmm, only the Queen and a prince and you've got a royal family"

Other people would have asked who 'princess' was but knowing King, Alan figured it'd be some girl or other...the title of princess was a kind of big giveaway.
Alan craned his neck upwards to the rooftops, he got psychic vibrations of nervousness and curiosity, a little panic in there too but without actually seeing the person he wouldn't gain much more than that.

"I don't bite sweetheart. That job's reserved for other species"

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Abigail Whistler

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from: hellion_abi
date: Dec. 4th, 2006 12:58 am (UTC)

"Doing what you told me to."

She gave him a look that screamed 'Duh', not sure if he could see it from down there. It'd only been a couple of weeks since her transition and since then she'd only been around Hannibal. Other people made her nervous.

"Can I come down yet?"

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 5th, 2006 03:57 am (UTC)

King looked up at her and grinned. He nodded and waved her down.

"Al, that is Abigail....Abi, come on down."

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from: keeperoftruths
date: Dec. 5th, 2006 10:50 am (UTC)

Alan cocked his head on one side as he looked up at the young lady and muttered to himself.

"Abigail, huh?", he looked over at King and spoke in a normal volume, "she's very shy isn't she?", he smiled.

There was a bit of a block on the girl. Alan's talents at reading into people were limited to the point of invading secrecy. Anything a person regarded as secret, in his mind's eye, was presented to him as an iron door, or a wall which he couldn't pass. The only time this had been an exception was when he picked up on someone trying to remember their pin number by repeating it over and over in their head.

This girl Abigail had this block on her, but not where someone usually had it. The block for her was her origins, her recent history. Not some of it...ALL of it. It was very private for some reason.

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from: hellion_abi
date: Dec. 5th, 2006 03:11 pm (UTC)

She raised a brow and started for the fire escape.

"You know, I can hear you. Not shy, guarded."

For good reason, but he didn't need to know any of that yet, if ever. She never understood why people would sometimes talk like the person they're talking about isn't even there.

Hannibal was the only person that knew her past and in her mind he was the only person that needed to know. Reaching the ground she walked over to Hannibal and slipped an arm around his side, looking up at him with caring eyes.

"You didn't get hurt did you?"

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 5th, 2006 03:22 pm (UTC)

King chuckled when he heard her spout off from up above.

"She doesn't miss much, Al. Abi's coming out of her shell though...just will take time. So, what exactly are you doing out here in the middle of the night, playing with the fang gang?"

Hannibal smirked at her.

"I'm fine. Not a scratch on me."

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from: keeperoftruths
date: Dec. 5th, 2006 04:55 pm (UTC)

He shrugged, "what I always do. Occupy myself"

He glanced down at Abigail's arm around King's waist and smiled sweetly, "and what are YOU doing out here in the middle of the night exactly?", he mimicked.

He gave Abigail a quick wave, "hi, nice to meet you"

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Abigail Whistler

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from: hellion_abi
date: Dec. 6th, 2006 04:04 am (UTC)

"Well we had a nice dinner at this restaurant he picked out, then we were taking a late walk. Sadly it was ruined by those asswipes and he had to take care of business."

Her head rest on his shoulder and she smiled.

"Likewise."

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 6th, 2006 10:16 pm (UTC)

"Teaching the girl here to do the job...dinner sounds good though. Killing shit always makes me hungry."

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