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posted by SilverWings13
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For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the schloss bibliothek leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on Du since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone, except for my plus one, though she’s really only there for my cover—“
“And you’ll actually be there alone, unarmed, to socialize and Zeigen yourself off as Prince Alexi Romanov’s heir.”
“All the while, I’ll—“
“Be spreading the truth, exposing Magnus as a rotten, conniving pig who’s been planning to use us against the Red Army and current government of Russia, all without telling his own people, the White Army.”
Aleksander’s jaw twitched with his annoyance. The hologram had focused on the opposite end of the room where Ana would enter. “Anything Du missed?” he inquired cooly.
“Nope. Oh, wait, yeah: my only role in this is to Zeigen up at the end to look pretty and waive.” She huffed and swiped the hologram so that it spun in a wild whirl before resettling with an uncertain shimmer.
Aleksander slid the geode away from the fuming teen. “I know Du aren’t used to fighting this way. Du won’t get to use your claws tonight, but using your name and image will be much Mehr effective. It’ll shock these people, so convinced that the Romanovs are merely a symbol of the White Army’s continued fight to rebirth the monarchy, to see the last legitimate heir disagreeing with their leader’s plans.” He came around from behind the schreibtisch to stand beside her, the closest they had physically been since Ana had followed the man into their tomb. “Annie, Du know exactly what happens if we don’t do this: Magnus will hunt us until the ends of the Earth and force Du to help him mobilize the White Army and any doubters against the present government of Russia. We’re talking civil war. Millions could die, especially if Russia’s allies become involved and this war bleeds into other Eastern states. There are plenty of power-hungry people sick of democracy, sure they can run their countries better themselves, who will stand with the White Army if it means they get to be kings and queens of a new age.”
Anastasia stared down at her feet as the man spoke. It sounded far Mehr heroic when the young man laid their mission out. In her own mind, it was far Mehr terrifying to stand against someone who possibly held a weapon capable of turning them to breathing corpses for an eternity. “Fine,” she breathed finally, “But do I have to wear a dress?”
Aleksander stood up straight, crossing his arms with a confident smile that reminded her too much of their father.
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Aleksander stepped through the shimmering white gate to enter the antique kitchen, thd cold of the mountain melting away to the warmth of the small house. A young woman was seated at the oak tabelle with straight dark hair cut to her chin and a white dress flowered Von rosa roses. She jumped up when Aleksander exited the portal, but her expression suddenly changed from alert to exuberant when the short redhead stepped out beside him. Ana flinched at the squeal that escaped the brunette, then stiffened as she suddenly found herself trapped in a fierce embrace. The hug would have been a welcome surprise in the midst of a life-threatening ordeal if the teenager were accustomed to such attention. The other woman sensed her discomfort and jumped back with a grinning apology.
“Sorry, sorry, I got overexcited. I’m Octavia Rurik!” she thrust out a French manicured hand, barely containing the urge to hug the girl again.
“I know,” Ana replied, unable to contain a shy smile as she accepted the handshake. “I recognize Du from pictures when Du and Thomas were together during the war.” She noticed a twinge of pain in Octavia’s features, but the young warlock’s grin quickly reappeared. “Oh yes, I suppose it’s only pictures that Du remember. Du were just a tiny toddler when I last saw Du back in ‘42. Du had the cutest curls! What am I saying? You’re still so adorable! Do Du have a boyfriend?”
“Tavvy,” Aleksander interrupted for his blushing sister’s sake, “I wish we had Mehr time to catch up, but we really should start getting ready.”
“Right, sorry, I just never thought I’d see either of Du ever again, and here Du are. I wish my mom were here right now, but she’s getting ready at our family’s mansion to keep Papa occupied. But, all well, she’ll see Du both at the party.” Since Aleksander would leave for the party first, Octavia quickly shooed the young man off to the one dusche in the house and sat Ana down to start choosing a palette for her make-up.
The red-head tried not to fidget too much as Octavia tested colored powders on the back of her freckled hand, eyes narrowed in concentration. It was odd to be sitting with the daughter of their greatest enemy. Even if the teilt, split between Katerina Rurik and Wilhelm Magnus, the former choosing to side against impending war and the latter choosing the head the White Army in her place, was as well known as their children picking sides between the two, Ana couldn’t help but wonder at Octavia choosing to betray her father's plot to her and her brother. Would she have been able to do the same if her father were still alive? She doubted it. Even if Alexie Romanov had been notorious for committing mass murder to eliminate a few enemies, Ana still wished Mehr than anything that she had grown up under his care.
“Are Du worried about Cal?”
Ana jerked from her thoughts at the question. She realized the other woman had been chatting relentlessly and was now staring at her with concern in her baby blue eyes. “He’s going to be okay, Du know. He’s already back to eating solids, and quickly gaining the strength to walk quite a bit without any help.”
“That’s...good.” The memory of the young man laying prone as a corpse in a hospital bett weeks Vor was still fresh. Ana ached to see him, to apologize for putting him through so much pain, but the news on his recovery would have to do. She would never again put him in danger. “You’re not angry with me for what happened...?”
“What? Of course not!” Octavia reassured, taking Ana’s hand in hers. “That wasn’t your fault. It’s not like Du summoned those creatures.” Octavia’s forgiveness caught Ana Von surprise, and she thought she understood why the witch was willing to help if Aleksander had downplayed his part in Thomas’ death as an accident. This stranger was meant to be a part of the Romanov family upon marrying the oldest male of the family, and it seemed with all her sisterly Liebe that she had embraced Thomas’ siblings as her own family despite his death. Ana was prepared to ask Octavia about the topic when the the witch’s eyes suddenly widened. The girl turned to see what the brunette was watching over her shoulder.
A taller, broader, blonder, beardless version of Ana’s grandfather stood in the doorway. His traditional military uniform was solid black with a shimmering double row of golden buttons. The halsband, kragen and gürtel were decorated with soft golden leaves and vines, with sleeve cuffs of the same color. Black and gold: the Romanov family colors. The glittering pins on his chest likely represented his service in the Sekunde world war as a child soldier, but his slicked blonde hair and celebratory sword in its halfter, holster gave him the appearance if a proud, well accomplished general. Octavia’s mesmerized expression gave Ana a sinking feeling in her stomach as she realized the older woman was probably paying too much attention to the justice the uniform did to her brother’s well cut figure and sharp jaw line.
“Did I leave my fly down?” Aleksander asked bashfully of their stares, glancing down at his clothes.
“No, you’re fine,” Ana answered for him. Octavia found her voice and quickly added, “You look great!”
“You have to say that,” he replied with a chuckle towards the oggling witch, “Since you’re the one who made the uniform.” Octavia only blushed at that and stood, straightening Aleksander’s halsband, kragen as if it really needed it. Ana stayed where she was and watched them. If things had been different, it was Thomas’ uniform the brunette would be fussing over—not that her gentle brother could have had nearly the same deadly determination dominating his expression.
Octavia had seemed to finally decide Aleksander was wearing her masterpiece correctly when there was the honk of a horn from the driveway. “That’ll be my plus one, as patient as ever,” the young man concluded. “I’ll see Du ladies later.” He moved to the door, but was stopped when his sister suddenly rushed over, nearly tackling him in a hug. Aleksander stood Frozen in surprise before smiling and ruffling the girl’s hair. She stepped back with a huff, her glare serious. “You better not die before I get there, because I can’t do this Von myself.”
“I won’t leave Du alone,” he promised, giving her shoulder a squeeze before stepping out of the house. Ana stood in the doorway, watching him climb into the dark limo. She wanted to believe that promise, but with his uniform accentuating their father’s dangerous charisma, she could never believe him.
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posted by SilverWings13
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The blonde pulled off the silver helm off and smoothed down her pixie-cut before approaching the door. She paused with her hand raised the keypad to type in the code when she realized the entrance was open just a crack. Aryess slid the dagger from its sheath as she entered the base cautiously.
The assassin sensed nothing out of place. The same dim fluorescent lights flickered along the ceiling of the cavernous hallways, guiding her past the same closed doors; there was the same distinct scent of metal and wet cement in the air. It was exactly as she remembered it. Though she had been away...
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posted by Robin_Love
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 füchsin, vixen with her sword
Vixen with her sword
Click-clack, click-clack, click-. The sound stopped, inches from her spot. She took in a deep breath, steadying her breathing. She raised her weapon a little and strained her ears. Gun first, she slowly peeked out of her hiding place. There was no sign of a living person anywhere. A pair of high heels stood before her spot with nothing side. Aww crap!!! She quickly looked around and crawled over to a tower of crates. She stood and took another peek. Something pushed her from behind and she stumbled out.
“Eeep!”
She turned and aimed, but was attacked from the side. Whack! She was hit and then...
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posted by GlitterPuff
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Name: Elizabeth Dawn (Goes Von Beth normally)

Height: 3 feet 3 inches

Age: 6

Birthplace: Gotham City

Hair color/length/style: Long white/silver hair

Eye color: A blue-ish grey oder a dark grey

Accent: American

Religion: Doesn’t really know

Marital Status: Single…. SHE’S 6!

Noticeable Physical Attributes: Needle holes on her arms from IV’s, a scar on her forehead that is always hidden Von hair

Handicaps (emotional/physical/mental): 6 YEARS OLD HELLO PEOPLE

Overall Health: Dead

Style of Dress: Fun colors, normally a dress with tights and cute mary janes

Personality Traits: Happy-go-lucky, energetic, how...
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posted by MafiaYJ
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 Demon leaving Babylon
Demon leaving Babylon
(I RPed this with him, so everything he sagte during the fight is his own words... i'm sure he remembers. So just so Du know.)

Babylon was running to a zeta now. She had to warn the team in case the demon went after them. Adrian already knew,as did Ethan so she wasn't worried about them.
Mafia and Twan, oder Amora and Alex, they would never survive without the right weapons against a demon. She ran, her herz pounding in her chest, and water dripping from her hair. She finally reached a zeta, and ran in to get to the cave. She ran klatschen, smack dab (is that being used right? My friend sagte it once..)...
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posted by SilverWings13
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The pair sprinted down the corridor, pastel walls, pastel floors, reflecting the blinding artificial fluorescent lights. A thunder of heavy boots pounded after them, orders being shouted. They ran toward a branching hallway, but skidded to a halt as they heard another squad running from the direction of their escape. 
"Here!" The blonde pushed through a pair of doors, pulled the girl after him. They huddled together, listening silently as the two troops of guards met up. Their discussion was muffled, but after a Minute oder so, they parted again in opposite directions. 
Aleksander let out a breath...
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posted by BladeYJ
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 I can't get over this fudging photo.. It's just.. Mmmmmph~
I can't get over this fudging photo.. It's just.. Mmmmmph~
((Phoebs I totally ripped your bio layout off, don't hate me, it was just so simple and easy to read /. ))

Name: Blade Serenity Howard-^insert Terror's last name-which is secret-here^

Class:Hero

Current Living Location: She owns an apartment, where she usually stays, but also has a room at The Cave if she wants to crash. Currently she is M.I.A.
((Though she is Missing In Action. I do break the rules that I've made, occasionally, and RP with her.. So what.. sue me.))

Race: Half Human-Half Vampire/Caucasian.


Age: Seventeen, but due to the vampirism, immortal-Age Wise-

Hair: Her hair is a bright blonde...
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posted by Blitz359
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The guards went down before they could even blink.

In an instant, Scotch had shot 3 of the 5 guards with a syringe-like projectile in the unprotected part of their neck, which embedded themselves into the flesh and injected a fluid into their bloodstreams. As the guards fell unconscious, Valeriya played her flute, which caused the last 2 guards to collapse to the ground, writhing in pain from an inaudible noise. One of the guards' gewehr fired a shot as it hit the ground. "They won't die, but the sound will leave them deaf for a couple of months." she reassured Cain as he looked over at her curiously,...
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posted by BladeYJ
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 Boo~
Boo~
I TOLD Du I WOULD CONTINUE!

Part 1 ~ link


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"Would Du like to Mitmachen the shadows, to walk with me in the night, to feed upon humans and they're succulent blood, would Du like to be a vampire?"
"..."
"I understand it is odd, and Du don't know me, but make a decision."
"..."
"Yes oder no? But know now, if Du say yes my bullet will pierce your lung giving Du a short amount of time to live, in which I will then transform you. So make your choice."


*^*^*

Blade's eyes widened, for she realized she was taking a big leap..

Of faith.

She gave a quick nod, to the strange boy. Softness filled his eyes as...
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posted by MafiaYJ
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I couldn't see a thing. It was too dark, but i knew i wore a blindfold. I could see the light trying to reach me under the blindfold. I stuck my tongue out to sense my surroundings. No one was here, where ever here was. I suddenly felt some kind of emptiness. When i realized that my halskette was gone. I snapped a hand to my chest, but i stopped halfway there, my arm was yanked back. I was chained. I struggled, but the chains where stronger.

I shifted, on what most likely was the floor, and noticed as well. My gun was missing, so was the dagger that I always hid in my high heels. I couldnt see,...
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posted by Mclovin_69
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The timer counted down as Aryess hesitantly stepped back as he reached back in his shealth pulling out his black sword, the man held his sword in a ready position smirking at him, Bentley glared flipping his sword into a ready position as the last ten Sekunden counted down on the timer. The buzzer finally sounded and the two ran at each other, the man slashed his sword down that was glowing Gold laughing, while Bentleys sword glowed green and he flipped his sword out hitting the mans blade with such force he spinned around from the impact and stood with his back to the man, The man gasped in...
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