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Born: May 28, 2019 Forum Topics Started: 1
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Ideals are peaceful. History is violent.

If a man loves the world, the love of the Father ain't in him. For all in the eyes, the pride of life, is not of the Father. But of the world.

The Devil watches over his own.



Don does not know he's an angel. Neither do you, please. He does not yet know he is in the the Year of Our Lord 2019. But he will figure it out.


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ParisDebrief
Created by Don Collier
11/22/19
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Created by Zeddicus Zorander
11/16/19
Dita Morgenstern 12/10/19 It appears that a Gentlemen's club is not something Don wishes to visit. Dita wonders why. Too modern? Too upper-class? The tall girl looks down at her over-sized sweater, skinny jeans and flats. Maybe she isn't dressed well enough for the Spearmint Rhino. "It sounded like a cool name. I've always wanted a Rhino."

Oblivious. It's the only word to describe Dita's knowledge of clubs. She nods and glances at their surroundings as Don searches for a better choice. Something that suited his tastes. "Honestly, Peppermint Rhino would have been a better name." She muses quietly and takes a step closer to Wardaddy. "Where are we? The area looks ..bleak."
Dita Morgenstern 12/10/19 Is she in Los Angeles? Verdant eyes gaze at their surroundings. It seems she is. That magic closet door ..is tricky from time to time. "Dinner sounds wonderful but I really don't know the area, Don."

This is his country, not hers. She is probably just as lost as he is in Los Angeles. Maybe they could refer to their cell phones? Dita begins to type in 'clubs' and 'bands'.

"It says there is a Gentlemen's club named Spearmint Rhino close by." Brows raise, her gaze falls to his. "That sounds nice, doesn't it?"
Dita Morgenstern 12/10/19 Her head inclines, tilts to the side as she studies Don. Is she following him? "Perhaps, Sir, I am." A smile pulls the corners of her mouth upward. "And what are you going to do about it, Wardaddy?"
Livia Vlcek 12/10/19 *grins* You're a good man, Wardaddy.
*gives his shoulder a tap with her fist* As you were..
*winks, wanders off*
Livia Vlcek 12/09/19 Old?! Pfft.. don't you know that older guys are popular? *grins* I'm sure all the ladies would love you..
Livia Vlcek 12/09/19 *dusts off Wardaddy's shoulders* Wipe you down.. lookatchu.. new rank and errythang.
*grins* Yes, we have ranks in our organisation..
*slips a bit of money in his pocket, lingers* Take your 'friend' for dinner or something. Maybe buy her a new outfit.
Gray Taylor 11/24/19 A soft Hm sounds from Gray at this stranger's refusal, a hint of that knowing, Cheshire grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. Gray realizes he is being sized up and studied, in just the same way he does to others. It is part of his entire existence, determining opportunity by searching out the pitfalls in others. The only thing he doesn't really understand is the uniform, though he considers it a tell of pride, not so different from his own proclivity for well-tailored suits. But..

He's seen a uniform like this before.

He just cannot place it, or perhaps he doesn't want to.

His hands find purchase within the pockets. "Lucky, you," he would utter, and mean it. Taking one last glance over the uniform before him, Gray Taylor would take his leave.
Gray Taylor 11/24/19 Temper, temper. Gray can feel it simmering beneath the surface, and he is working meticulously to keep it there. Call it part of his personal improvement plan. Letting out a low breath, an attempt to expel his annoyance borne of mere disturbance, he grits his teeth and proceeds to answer to the utter sass thrown his way. Potential in everything, he reminds himself.

"That depends upon what it is that you want." Much better. "And how badly you want it."
Gray Taylor 11/24/19 These sorts of things happen in London frequently, and Gray Taylor is nothing if not somewhat tolerant - except when he's not. Today, he is short fused and without any semblance of patience. Thus, he pointedly secures his wallet once more while looking at the offending man with a dull, slate stare, and voices his discontent in an flat tone. "Can I help you?"

Don Collier just failed at stealing money from you!
Dita Morgenstern 11/23/19 incoming text
Ich vermiss Dich auch.
Emily Celtos 11/10/19 She smiled. "Oh it's more the way I was raised type of thing. Sir and ma'am for men and women and all that"
Emily Celtos 11/09/19 "Thank you sir. I hope to make everyone here proud"
Addison 11/01/19 She could feel a little distress in his voice, so she backed off at prodding him, and reflected on herself some.

"I know what it's like, I mean, not from your perspective, but I've lived for centuries now. It's been long and tiresome." She said softly

She gave herself a little shake.


"Well, Mr Collier, if you would ever like to sit down over some coffee and chat about this or that, you know how to find me. I'm always skulking around like a stray cat. Interesting people are like catnip to me."

She smiled, letting go of his hand as she wandered off, zigzagging up the sidewalk.
Addison 11/01/19 She shook his hand enthusiastically.

"Oh, I'm always hunting. Bad people and things never rest, it seems. But it keeps me busy and it keeps me out of trouble...mostly."

She looked the man over. He seemed to be out of his own time. She had an eye for that, since she been alive for centuries. She offered her next question carefully.

"You fought in Paris, didnt you, inside a big tank?"
Addison 10/31/19 had stalked him for a while, waiting for the right time. He's been in the crew for some time, but she had yet to meet him. She wanted to make introductions, proper. Stalking was proper. She waited until he was almost under the tree branch when she let go and landed before him.

"HI! You're Don Collier and I am Addison. Welcome to Azhi. Belatedly. Way belatedly."

She grinned happily, pulling a few leaves and twigs from her hair to try to pretty herself up.

"It's a nice night to be hunting, are you hunting anything in particular?"
Vexa 10/24/19 She gives a polite nod, a wave and returns to her studies. She'd never been to London before and was quite in awe.
Vexa 10/24/19 Unbeknownst to Vexa, a man had approached donning quite the costume. Now, normally the woman would be hard to sneak up on but as it so happens, she's standing in the middle of Trafalgar Square playing quite the tourist. Appreciating the fountain, the statues and London skyline. She nearly jumps out of her skin as he begins to speak. Candy corn? Her brows bunch and she digs in the pockets of the coat she's not worn for a year. Cellophane crinkles against her fingertips and she pulls the hidden treasure free. It seems it's Big Don's lucky day! She hands the small packet over expeditiously, a confused smile playing on masculine features and olive skin.
Ian Nottingham 10/23/19 After his phone went off he pulls it out and reads the text. He replies back with a simple message. "Sure thing. I am Nottingham."
Livia Vlcek 10/18/19 *grins* I look forward to it Wardaddy. Enjoy your R and R.
*if he thought she didn't know what he did in his spare time, he was quite wrong.. she's got eyes and ears all over*
Livia Vlcek 10/18/19 *barks a laugh*
Just think of it as.. *thinks* Field training exercises. A coordinated training experience between different factions that.. really isn't coordinated.
*ponders* As far as Sanctuaries and Covens.. easiest to explain them as Mafia families or paramilitary organisations or shelters for those that understand there are supernatural entities in this 'Realm' of perception that we live. A place where we are safe from those that would call us crazy. We don't go looking for war but we won't run from it. And everything isn't so black and white in the whole good versus evil thing.
*nods* Some would say I was evil.. I just owned a strip club and maybe a laundry service. *coughs*
Livia Vlcek 10/18/19 *contemplates* No.. you've done nothing wrong. You just came at me wreckless with that whole, 'I'd think my orders have me tracking criminals'.
*gives a half-c*cked smile* Maybe some people are criminals.. *clears throat* That all depends on what you consider criminal activity.
Livia Vlcek 10/18/19 *has no clue what he's speaking of* What orders?
*has probably just done too many drugs*
*is married to a stranger.. definitely has done too many drugs* When did I tell you to follow strange people?
Livia Vlcek 10/18/19 *stops* On whose orders?
*scrutinises* Are you working for someone else now Wardaddy?
*cants head to the left, deeply* Who is this headhunter? Am I going to have to pay you more or just kill them?
Livia Vlcek 10/18/19 *wanders by* Staying out of trouble?
*tries not to smile*
*keeps walking*
Genesis 08/25/19 A belated congratulations to you WarDaddy, for reaching yet another rank. Good on you!!
Genesis 07/18/19 Thank you! As for the salutes - I'll pass. I've done my stint in the military, now-day, I'll settle for handshakes, hugs and gifts of coffee
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Dita Morgenstern 07/11/19 [claps hands excitedly.] We're going to watch old films! I'll go make the popcorn. [starts to walk away, glances back over her shoulder and winks.]
Dita Morgenstern 07/10/19 [smiles, brightly even.] I like the way you speak.
Dita Morgenstern 07/10/19 [thoughtful.] That is a very good question and something someone so versed in war could answer. [stares at, waiting for an answer.]
Dita Morgenstern 07/09/19 [nods.] Like knitting or botany studies.
Dita Morgenstern 07/07/19 [pats hand.] Nothing important.
[grins.] We can do other things.
[thoughtful.] Like knit ..or something old people do.
Dita Morgenstern 07/06/19 [takes his arm.] I think we should get pie. All sorts. Take it back to the apartment then lay around and eat it. Maybe watch some t.v. and just be gluttonous.
Dita Morgenstern 07/06/19 [rubs her belly.] I'm so hungry.
Beau Theroux 07/01/19 -raises a glass of tequila-
" Thanks, bon ami. Now it's your turn!"
-takes the shot like a pro-
"I'll have a shot waitin' for ya."
Beau Theroux 06/30/19 "Ah, Paris. Took me a while to get the place down myself. I once helped run a Sanctuary there. Beautiful city." Green eyes gazed off into the distance, his mind returning to the days of Elysium. A short, but memorable, adventure. "It's a good crew. If ya ever need a bit'a training or a stiff drink, I'm right down the hall."
Beau Theroux 06/30/19 "Well, I see ya found ya way." Beau adjusted the duffel he held over his shoulder while sporting a bright, welcoming grin. "I apologize, I was not around when you had joined the Sanctuary. I had business to attend to." With his free hand the man reached forward. "Welcome to Ahzi."
Genesis 06/21/19 I've got what you need. I gotta warn you it may need a little TLC in the cleaning. I'll have it fetched and sent to your quarters along with ammo, as well as an address to a guy that keep can you stocked on ammo long term. Hope you enjoy it!
Genesis 06/21/19 Oh, a revolver! I dont use them much, but I am sure I have a few in my stockpile warehouse, holsters and all. How many do you need?
Dita Morgenstern 06/21/19 [chortles.] Yes, the new apartment is pretty exciting, but that's great! I'm happy for you.
Dita Morgenstern 06/21/19 [smiles.] That's great Herzen. Are you excited?
Dita Morgenstern 06/21/19 Already? That was fast! [brows knit.] Security? Where?
Genesis 06/21/19 Welcome to the crew, if you need any assistance with anything, please don't hesitate to ask Livia...HAR!
Livia Vlcek 06/20/19 She appraised the man as they walked. "I am most certain you won't. I can see the work ethic all over your uniform."
Livia Vlcek 06/20/19 "You are most welcome, Don." She gave a cut of smile and nodded at the man. "The kids need someone older around, I think."
Livia Vlcek 06/20/19 "Ah, well that is a shame. It's very nice." A dangerous grin lifted the apples of her cheeks, turned scarred flesh of the right in on itself. "Me? Know where to get firearms? No." She nodded her head 'yes'. "I haven't a clue. Let's walk, hm? There is much to talk about and show you."
Livia Vlcek 06/20/19 "Issued.. to you." Her brow remained arched. "Sooo you are saying that you were alive over seventy years ago." Livia took a long drag from her cigarette and processed. He was something, but what exactly? "How much? For the uniform, I mean." She pointed with busy fingers, the corner of tattered lips lifting into a half-c*cked grin. "You wouldn't be, by chance, in between jobs would you? I could use someone more.. mature.. for the kids back home."
Livia Vlcek 06/19/19 "New?" Livia barks a laugh. "No, Don, I am most certainly not 'new'.. just a ghost." A brow arches as she appraises the male, considers if she gives him an alias or her real name. "I am Livia and curious.. is your uniform a replica or is it authentic? If it is authentic, where did you find such a relic."
Livia Vlcek 06/19/19 Distinguished. Scarred. Military. Large frames of dark sunglasses hide bloodshot eyes that surreptitiously study the male that stands a few meters from the Slayer. His uniform is old, outdated, which she finds peculiar; he is an American from the looks of it. As a slow, scarred smile find tattered lips, Livia stands from the cafe chair she's held down for a few hours and moves towards the man.

"Do you have a light?" The woman motions to her cigarette. "It seems I've run out of matches."
Dita Morgenstern 06/16/19 [laughs.] 20 dollars will get you a pack of cigarettes and a coffee.
[hands him a bag of cash.] You can pay me back later.
Dita Morgenstern 06/16/19 [regards.] Yes, true.
[tilts head.] What is a sawbuck, Don? 100,000? 200,000?
Dita Morgenstern 06/16/19 Don Collier just failed at stealing money from you!
Don Collier just failed at stealing money from you!
Don Collier just failed at stealing money from you!

[tilts head.] If you need money, Don, all you have to do is ask. [pushes face.]
Dita Morgenstern 06/15/19 [checks in.] How is Wardaddy today? [sly grin.]
Dita Morgenstern 06/14/19 [laughs.] I would have my concerns.
Dita Morgenstern 06/13/19 [offers.] Steak frites?
Dita Morgenstern 06/05/19 The man lurches forward, grasps at her shoulder and a subtle breeze that grows stronger each passing second begins to play at long, blond locks. Until he speaks, that is. Only then does the wind die down, leaving beach waves placid against fragile clavicles. He is obviously startled ..no ..he's visibly shaken by what she's confessed.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Don." A sham of a smile tugs at her lips, green eyes showing concern at the perspiration growing on Don's brow and she releases her grip on his hand. "There is a cafe close by, of course there is this is Paris, but they do have beverages that are alcoholic in nature."
Beau Theroux 05/29/19 Tattooed arms crossed over the male's arms at the being's response. Evergreen eyes glanced over the man's being as if searching for something, anything, to give him an idea of a supernatural origin. Though physically he seemed normal enough the hedge witch in his blood had him thinking otherwise. The air about the man was lighter; it was familiar to that of a certain bartender in his life.

"Somethin' tells me you have to figure that out on your own, podna. My offer still stands, however. My bar is open to any wayward souls in need of reprieve." Arms unwrapped so that a hand could be offered to the peculiar man. "The name's Beaudoin Theroux. Call me Beau."
Dita Morgenstern 05/29/19 He was so odd thinking it was April when she had just shown him it was May. And then he divulges the year he thinks it is. Dita's eyes widen remarkably. Many thoughts rush through her mind but a single string of thought plays on repeat. He's alone ..it's been 74 years. Everyone he knew then ..is dead now. Unless of course he's just insane. The look in his eyes told her that he wasn't however.

"It's two thousand nineteen, sir." The phone she holds is tucked away while her other hand offers itself to the man. "I'm Dita ..and here if you need help or a friend."
Dita Morgenstern 05/29/19 There is a wariness in his actions then, inexplicably, the man stops. Dita may not be the brightest but she is attentive and clever. The man is startled ..but by what? The device or the pigeon on her screensaver? His words validate her thoughts. He is either someone that has been locked away for a great period of time or not of this time at all ..which isn't beyond the scope of reason for this world they live. Even as mortals.

"What year do you think it is?" Her voice is softer, sweeter than it was minutes before. Better to ease him into the present than shock him. "Are you hungry?"
Dita Morgenstern 05/29/19 Is there an actual club named Cosplay? Dita blinks, slightly confused. She was sheltered by a mental hospital her whole life and knew what cosplay was. How could he not? And then his next statement, it seems like he was just here ..what a strange comment to make. And then the man asks her for the day. Had he been imprisoned too? Dita pulls the smartphone from her hoodie pocket and shows the man the screen.

"Wednesday, twenty ninth of May." Maybe she should be nicer to this one. He could be someone that escaped prison or a mental institution. "Are you feeling okay? Should I call someone?"
Dita Morgenstern 05/29/19 She's heard of both cities and been to neither. Dita doesn't travel often, if at all. The girl prefers to stay close to home, which is Paris now, but she's always interested in hearing of far off places.

"I've never been to either. What brings you to Paris?" She offers a wry smile. "Cosplay?"
Dita Morgenstern 05/29/19 Laurel eyes languidly drift from the man to passersby. She could lie, it would be easier than saying the name of the city she was raised. Besides, he's an absolute stranger ..who doesn't need to know where she is from. Even if lying is bad, this one time would be okay, wouldn't it?

"Yes, Leipzig. And you? Where are you from?"

She already knew by his accent that he is American but it pays to be polite.
Dita Morgenstern 05/29/19 Her skin pricks at his accusation, even if he is correct, even if her accent is softer than most German accents.

"I watch movies." She refuses to engage him in German.
Dita Morgenstern 05/29/19 Best job I ever had.
Beau Theroux 05/28/19 "Welcome to the Realm. If you find yourself a bit lost, come by the Rompin' Rougarou in New Orleans. I can help ya find your way."
WildKat 05/28/19 "Anytime."
Jewel 05/28/19 No problem-o.
WildKat 05/28/19 "It can be at times. Other times, not so much. Keep your chin up and don't give up."
WildKat 05/28/19 Welcome to the Realm!
LillyEmperium 05/28/19 Welcome to the real , if you need anything feel free to ask. Name is Lilly
Jewel 05/28/19 Welcome to the Realm. Enjoy your stay.
Geoffrey Drake 05/28/19 Welcome!
EtaineNightBreed 05/28/19 Welcome.
Maeve 05/28/19 Welcome to the realm, and good luck navigating the insanity.
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