Robert Harpen coldly watched the scene from the shadows as the police began to arrive at the museum. He had decayed the fragile electronic components the CCTV cameras and rotted away the gates to the museum, allowing some of the more idiotic criminals to get whatever jewels fancied their taste. And for him? He was given fifty thousand dollars for aiding them and his chance to deface the artwork of a local artist who had insulted him once. He looked on as the police arrested his two cohorts as they blundered out of the gates. Not like he didn't expect that to happen. Just not that soon. No matter. They have no idea who he is. He made sure of that. Satisfied, he began to walk into the alley when he heard another person behind him. He turned around and stared at her.

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I was cured all right.

Mari flashed a seductive smile at the guard as she twirled her silky red hair between her fingers. She was clad in a dark outfit, with black gloves, her mask for the robbery hidden from view. "All I want is the keys, is that so hard?" she purred.

"Get back woman," the guard warned as his finger tightened on the trigger.

"Wrong answer," she replied as her blue eyes hardened. With a flick of her wrist, she congealed the man's blood, smiling as he collapsed at her feet.

"Looks like you've fallen for me," she laughed cruelly, delighted at the sight of another corpse. Pulling out her mask, she quickly opened the lock to the diamond store and grabbed the precious jewel on display. Placing it in a pouch around her waist she quickly took to the sky and landed just outside a dark alley. "Easy as pie," she purred, delighted with her recent acquisition. Pulling off her mask, she stored it away and pulled out her treasure. Admiring its sparkle for a bit, she quickly hid the treasure again and entered the alley, surprise to find two others-a man and a woman already there.
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Darius strolled through the park near the alley with his hands in his pocket. He was in a foul mood and it took his last ounce of control from unleashing his wrath upon humanity. Turning into the alley which he usually took as a short-cut to his home he was
annoyed to find three other beings already there. Great just what I don't need, he thought to himself.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!

"Call me the 'Blood Rose'" Mari said coolly, her blue eyes hardening as she glanced at the three.
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Darius looked at the three with equal skepticism. "And call me 'the Destroyer'" he replied, his voice cold as his palms began to glow a dark light.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!

A firgure was perched on the roof-top, watching the scene with crymson eyes. A tounge moistened her lips at the enjoyment of watching a robery in action. Her jean jacket was pulled tight around her brown blouse. In both shirt and jacket there were two slits in the back, out of each came a black wing.

When no one was watching, Darcy lept into the air, spreading her wings, and gently glided down. She perched on a fire escape above the other villans.
"Fine roberies to all of you. Very well done, indeed. I especially like the gate rotting affect, Mr." The words rolled of her tounge charmingly. "I am 'Demon', by the way, if you wonder."

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

OOC: I changed my guy's coat to a duster (basically trenchcoat with a mantle that falls to his elbows).

IC: Artemis looked almost as if he was gliding down out of the shadows at the group. He feet touched the ground, sure; but they left no marks, made no sound. His black leather duster billowed out behind him, thin tendrils curling off as though it were made of nothing but smoke. The rest of him was the same; a living, moving shadow. A sudden gust of wind swept through the alleyway, and his lower half seemed to disappear for a moment, allowing for a clear view of the street behind.

It didn't even faze Artemis, who kept on walking in his strange way until he reached the group. He had a dark scowl on his face, but it seemed to belong there, almost as if he had been born with it on his face. His voice was no nicer and even had an ethereal quality to it that made it sound inhuman (That's only when he is using his power), "Are you the ones who robbed the museum?"

OOC: How’s that for an entrance?

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Robert sneered and said, "Does it matter? The less you know, the safer you are..." His voice trailed away as he noted the other arrivals. He mockingly said, "What is this? A party in the alley? Who sent the memo?" He smiled at the mention of the robbery. "Oh, that," he chuckled. "That I had nothing to do with. I just opened the door, so to speak."

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I was cured all right.

Helena sat amongst the shadows of the alleyway and observed the small gathering of unique individuals. Grinning happily to herself as she twirled the sheathed katana from one hand to the other in a repetitive motion. She stopped twirling it for a moment to gaze at it's design. A deep crimson sheath and it's Tsuba had the markings of a dragon with matching Kanji inscription.

Amidst the chaos at the museum, she took her opportunity to raid the ancient war artifacts section.
"Poor guard" she thought to herself with a grin, before looking back up at the group that had assembled.

Sliding off the top of a raised wall, Helena landed on her feet. The thick soles of her heavy boots made a noticeable bump when she landed.
"Well, Well, Well" she said dryly as she began twirling the katana from hand to hand again. "Isn't this cosy" she said with a sarcastic smile

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"Yes, a regular party," Mari replied sarcastically, not at all liking the crowd that gathered by the minute. The last thing she needed was a scene to draw the attention of the cops. Cops. What a joke-with her abilities they posed little threat.
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Darius folded his arms and remained sullenly silent for the moment. Once again he found himself mixed up in affairs he cared little for. "Whatever." he muttered. "So are we just going to stand here, talking all night?" he questioned.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!

"Nope, I've got better things to do. See yeah, or maybe not, who knows," Darcy said, and opened her wings and jumped up into an airial front flip, and started to gain alititude. She found a perch at the top of the building where she had been perched before. In the shadow of the night she looked much like the sillouhett of a gargoyle on the corner of the roof if you looked close enough to notice she was there...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Artemis watched as the one who called herself 'Demon' flew up to a rooftop. He decided he would follow her, so he grabbed onto the side of the building with one specteral hand and pulled himself up with no effort, because seriously, how much effort does it take to move a shadow-like human? He pulled himself up over the edge and said sarcastically, "Oh yes, this is so much better. Your watching them from up here instead of right beside them. I can see why it was so important that you left."

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Darcy turned at the voice but looked back.
"I'm not watching them... I watching that," she said, pointing to the distance. there was a dark shadow flying above the building, flying large circles as if looking for something. Only, the thing didn't have wings. "They were boring me, and the police across the street were getting a bit too close."

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

"Come now," Robert taunted. "All of us gathered here. People will start thinking things. Pointing fingers." He took out a pen from his pocket and started to play with it with his hand. His eyes flicked at everyone around him for the briefest of moments as he waited for a response.

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I was cured all right.

((Can't figure out away to start my charri off. Help please.))

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Artemis arched an eyebrow. "Awwww.....is the wittle girl afraid of da big, bad policies?" he said in a voice usually reserved for children. Or taunting bird people. He had no fear of harm from this one, as he was alread noncoporeal and could not be harmed. Future repercusions may happen, but right now, Artemis didn't care one bit.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.