Cafe Nightshade

[crysede]

Kass:
A daemon?! She glanced around at the others and saw that they were taking Trevor's words completely seriously. Either they were all completely insane, or she had just entered her worst nightmare: either way this promised to be one hell of a fun night!

She would have preferred to stay with the two men, both of whom apparently possessed occult powers, to see what they would do, but went along with Trevor's request that she go with Chlöe. The guys seemed to know the sexy redhead, and treated her with some respect, so it stood to reason that she had some dark secret as well. Kass smiled at this idea, and felt a warmth emanating from the stone at her throat, as though it were expressing approval of her thoughts.

The arsenal in the Jaguar's trunk was a every terrorist's wet dream: weapons and explosives of every variety to satisfy one's every offensive need. She ran a finger along the barrel of the sleek black polymer revolver Chlöe had given her, looking at the weapon admiringly: it had a sinister yet sensual beauty, much like death. Slipping on belt of grenades, Kass packed a bag with canisters of fuel for the flamethrower and ammo, slinging two of what looked to be high tech assault shotguns over her shoulders.

"Let's go Kass, we're missing all the fun"

She looked over at Chlöe, a wicked smile on her dark lips, "I do hate to miss out on fun." She drawled, "Shall we?" Without waiting for the answer Kass quickly headed back into the club.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

Chloë Byrnes

When Chloë and Kass entered the café again, there was quite a bit of panic installed amidst the crowd already. Four bouncers were by the bar circling two men apparently involved in some sort of squabble turned sour. Chloë climbed onto a chair to get an overview of the place and understand what was going on, but the sight of the two heavily armed women, combined with whatever had provoked the shots they had heard before, brought full scale riot to the room. Screaming and crying, two thirds of the clientele ran out the door, leaving most of the rest either too scared to move or physically incapacitated to do it.

"Hmm... That didn't work as planned..." she started "but at least now we have some more space..."

All the eyes were now set on the two of them. Quickly running to the door with the Do Not Enter sign on the other side of the room, Chloë found the note Trevor had left and motioned Kass to follow her. Just before she got in through the portal, she glanced over to the bar and saw they were all, especially the desperado guy, still eyeing them.

 

[Zircon]

J.W.C (Tony) Birch

I was quite amazed at the short time it took to get to the armory.

I heard Mr. Dallas said, ‘Take what you need and tell me when you're ready.’

I looked around at the room. It contained all sorts of weapons and arcane artifacts. Each one was emanating power of some sort.

Then I saw the Lochaber Axe partially hidden under some shield. It took a little bit of effort, but I managed to get the axe out. The hook point was still very sharp, and the saw-toothed upper edge had not lost its appeal. The four foot long haft was gleaming in the subdued light. It was a bit light for such a weapon, which lead me to suspect that it was enchanted.

I probed the weapon further, and blurred images of knights and angels started to appear before my eyes. This was a weapon of war, fashioned by angels, wielded by their converts, used against the agents of chaos. My two stones would control the repulsion of the axe, as I swung the weapon a few times.

I looked at Mr. Dallas, with a schoolboy liked grin and said, ‘I’m ready.’

I wondered briefly at what God would think about me, a agent of His enemy, using His weapon against one of my Masters infernal cohorts. I think I’m in trouble now.

 

[dreamangel_4980]

Angel-Enchantress of the axe

"God understands your dilemna ,Tony'. The axe is enchanted.You are the only one who may use it to it's full potential.'"So,use it wisely...She slowly fades from his view to appear again at a later time...

 

[Violent C]

Where is it? Where is it?

Trevor frantically dug through the various relics and ancient bits of sorcery, searching for his most powerful wepon...

"Ah ha! Come to daddy!!"

He tugged at a sword hilt, straining against the weight of the piles of arcana above it, until it came free.

The hilt was moulded in the shape of a dragon's head, mouth open in a triumphant roar, revealing rows of razor sharp teeth. The entire thing was solid gold and encrusted with jewels. Two shimmering octarines stood as eyes for the mighty beast. As for the blade, well...the best way to describe it would be nonexistent. Trevor had claimed a hilt and nothing else.

With a wicked grin on his face he ran back to Tony. He took note of Tony's weapon of choice and nodded to himself. Then he reached back in his breast pocket and pulled out the tarot deck.

Riddle Box!

What lies within the Riddle Box?
Turn the crank and find your fate

Once again the box appeared before them. This time, however, the box merely opened and transported them back to the entrance to the basements. They arrived to find Kass and Chloe waiting for them, holding nearly every weapon imaginable.

Trevor looked them over. "Yes, that might do...well, something at least."

They heard a bellow coming from somewhere beneath them.

"Shit! That sounds like it's only a few floors down! We need to act fast!!"

 

[Khadgar]

Ranken

Ranken put his hand on the young mans chest and moved him to the side. "excuse me...." He followed the girl, now armed, and with someone who was a walking armory. He reached into the back of his pants and pulled a back out of the length of his pants. Quickly assembling a Gas supressed Carbine 15 Auto Rifle he did as they seemed to have dissapeared through the door. it may have looked like the went through normally, but he his eye on it closely. he pressed his hand against the door and it pushed through. he walked in and realized there were several people here, and nowhere to hide. fortunatly he was behind them now, but how long would that last? his grip on the Carbine tightened.

 

[hybirdx]

"he got away''zerro didn't feel like chasing him he just wanted to find out whats going on.it may give him a link to his past and why he always comes back to life.''shit why must i always have to use my other side to find my out my qustions!''the young man left the area following the scent of the bounty hunter.



he arrived at an door that was filled with people.excuse m......you again!?!

 

[Lady_J]

Angelina

Oh Heeeeell no! I am not staying right here, and 'little one' my ass! Just then Ivana Trump and the Goth chick walked by carrying a small country's worth of tactical grade nukes, well not nukes, but big guns for sure. She stuck out her hand as the women ran by and snagged a nice piece out of Richie Rich's purse. Being invisible makes pick pocketing much easier, cool beans! She stated to turn and go for the jag parked out front... as long as she was invisible... but then her curiosity got the best of her. Gun drawn Charlie's Angels style, she slipped through the portal after the others had gone through.

 

[misterK]

Zolt

reaching out with his mind Zolt melts into the shadows, following the arcane path for the second time in one night. Sensing a concentration of power he aims towards it and exits the shadow behind the door to the catacombs.

He lets his shroud of darkness fall to reveal himself to the others, after all they might as well know he is there if he is to help them. The assorted group would be almost comical if the situation had been different: a goth woman close to a trendy one, both of whom carry more guns than a small country's national army facing two men carrying ancient arcane weapons. Not to mention the little Vampire girl busy rummaging through everybody's pockets...

Zolt's eyes flickered to the back of the room and the man who had just entered holding a rifle. Soon after another one stumbled through, looking as if he didn't really expect to come through the door. 'How many more to come?' He wondered.

He turned to Trevor: "I am here to help," he said his voice resonating in the rapidly filling hall.

 

[hybirdx]

zerro


''man big croud...''the young one didn't take eyes off the bounty hunter who seems to be stating to get annoyed by him.he walked up pushing him out of the way''who's the owner of this joint?''

 

[Khadgar]

Ranken

Ranken shruged himself off the wall and nudged the barrel of the Carbine into the mans scrotum. "Look pal, i've had about enough of you. shut yer hole and keep off, or i'll start removing body parts. and i don't care if you come back to life, having a testical explode must hurt like a som of a bitch." Ranken let the barrel drop again and turned back to the others. "step off boy."

 

[hybirdx]

"listen buddy i dnt care if you're billy the kid or even jackass man.you can try and try but i will not be hurt i'm too fast for you!unless you know how to kill a ninja.a demon if you count my curse."

 

[Khadgar]

Ranken

Ranken almost laughed. "faster? kid, i don't care how fast your ass is, you don't outrun a bullet. you're becoming more trouble than i want to dead with, so keep quiet." Ranken turned once again back to the others, and blocked the kid out of his mind.

 

[hybirdx]

the kid shakes his head in anger''how many times do i have to tell you i'm 2000 fucking years old!i was in the rev war for crying out loud!plus that wepon is so predictable!''the kids eyes started to slit again''i know you're after this girl.but...can you shoot through me?

 

[Arc da Rat]

Shawnee

A vintage red Vespa comes zipping down the alley way & the driver parks it right next to the entrance of the NightShade Cafe. Shawnee take off her protective shade & flashes her baby blues to the bouncer. Slipping her shades into an inner pocket of her jacket, she pulls out serveral $50s & hands them out to each of the bouncers.

"Can you gentlemen watch my ride for me. While I am in the Club." She smiles sweetly to them. "I will pay a bonus if she is still here & in prime condition." Patting the Vespa & at the same time give them a good look at what she had on under her jacket. A fishnet shirt & a velvet bra, to complete her outfit with a leather mini skirt, fishnet stocking & thigh high pirate boots. All in black.

Shawnee ususally had her hair up in a french twist with ringlets hanging down. But tonight she was on the prowl & had it in a french braid hanging down her back. She sniffs the air, it was rank with sweat, perfume & death. She smiles again at the bouncers holding the door for her, showing a bit of fangs. Walking in to the club a nauseous smell hit her as she makes her way to the main floor. ::Someone has made a unnatural kill here this eve. I hope I get to bleed the killer.::

A guy starts threating another male patron with a sword & the bouncers close in for the kill. Then all hell breaks loose, guns start blazing & the sword-holder get chucked full of bullets. Shawnee crings & fights to get closer against the panic-ed crowd. ::Eeeuuuwww, that had got to hurt. That guy is a cheesehead now, glad its not me.:: She chuckles at her own joke & following the sent of blood.

As Shawnee makes her way thru the crowd, she picks up the scent of daemons, the undead & Mort. ::OOO, this is gonna be a fun night. I can just taste the meat tonight.:: She slips behind the bullet-cheese-head & licks his fresh blood off his clothes. As the other one pushes himself away to follow two ladies further into the club & the bloody-one follows. She frowns & runs her tongue over her lips. "Ahhh ... nice appetizer. Type O possitively deee-lish!"

She follows them to a door that was seal with an open portal near it. Shawnee felt the magic in the air, than made the hairs on her neck stand on end. "Someone has been playin with some bad Gris-Gris." She steps thru the portal just as it starts to close. Sword-boy is still picking a fight with the now gun toting gentleman. She push her way thru them.

"Boys, boys, boys there is enough of lil old Shawnee to go around. So could we just chill. Cos bickering is just gonna defeat my purpose for tonight." She turned to look at the kid & smelt that he wasn't quite what he looked like. Then looking at the other, his scent reminded her of old worn leather & hot wild sex.

 

[Lady_J]

Angelina

Oh should I do it? I'd be a big bitch... And there is a mondo demon running around acording to these guys... Oh what the hell!

In her invisible state she walked over to the two bickering men and proceeded to tie their shoe laces together. She saw that Zolt was watching her at her mischief, and she threw him a wicked smile and shrugged. When she stood up she was ever so tempted to shank them, but her desire to continue living overruled, and she stood back to take in all the fun.

 

[hybirdx]

zerro:

the kid's head shot up in fear,feeling an dark pressence he never felt before in his 2000 years of living.''wh.....what in te hell is that!?!''

 

[crysede]

Kass:
Stepping through the portal eagerly, she looked down the darkened hallways in front of them, not particularly surprised when Trevor and Tony suddenly appeared in front of them, although their medieval armaments did give her pause for a moment. Placing the majority of what she was carrying on the ground, she contented herself the gun Chlöe had given her, the grenades, and one of the flame throwers.

No sooner had she straightened up then the others began arriving: the rough looking man who had been eying her in the bar, but was now busy arguing with his loudmouthed sidekick, a woman who looked even more predatory than Chlöe, and a tall and clearly non-human man. A second demon? It seemed to be asking to much to meet two in one night, perhaps he was merely one of the undead. As she gazed at him Kass felt the black stone at her throat growing hotter until it was burning painfully into her, but placing her fingers to her neck in expectation of feeling charred flesh beneath it, she was surprised to find the skin smooth and supple as ever.

Suddenly a rumbling growl filled the air, she glanced down the hall, half expecting to see the demon baring down upon them. The feeling of malevolence and foreboding in the air thrilled her to the core.

 

[Zircon]

J.W.C (Tony) Birch

‘OK Trevor, my associate is done for. The Daemon is heading this way. He has stopped bleeding and is very, very mad.’

I looked at the crowd that had appeared beyond the enchanted door. Ms. Byrnes is armed to the teeth, and so was the pretty lady beside her. I must try to get to know her, and especially, her summoning stone. Damn, holding this axe was starting to give me a conscience.

I nodded to the Vamp-Demon in the corner. I said to him without using my mouth, ‘Good to have you aboard.’

I sensed another presence in the room, unseen but no unnoticed. I don’t know who it was, but she wasstarting to create havoc before the real fight begins. I chuckled quietly when she tied the other strangers’ shoelaces together.

To the big guy with the carbine, I said softly, ‘Don’t waste your bullets. You might need them later.’

Then, SHE appeared. By my Master’s breath, a changeling in here. I smelt her heat, and it was beginning to be overpowering. Damn, again, holding this axe was really giving me the willies, of the good kind.

Turning to Trevor, I said, ‘I think we need to spread out a little bit. Bullets and rockets whizzing past my ears is not my idea of a fun night. The hallway is a little bit crowded right now.’

 

[dreamangel_4980]

Angel hovers

seeing the changeling near Tony,Angel hovered over protectively,yet invisible to the eye..."Feel the power of the axe ,Tony...'"it shall protect you as I shall she murmured......Tony felt the Angel's presence but found himself at a loss for words.."what is this damn axe doin to me?" he wondered..

 

[misterK]

Zolt

"The daemon has caught our scent," Zolt said after acknowledging Tony's welcome. "I believe your idea of spreading out a good one. We should find a large room to fit all of us in with space to spare and allow our more fiery-spirited all the latitude they need to weild their weapons."

Zolt looked down at her newfound protegee and saw her tie Zerro and Ranken's shoelaces. He surprises himself by almost bursting out laughing. 'Yes,' he thinks, 'it is definitely good to be enjoying life again.'

"Any suggestions where we could go to meet this fiend Mr Trevor? I would hate for it to fall on us in such a confined space..."

 

[hybirdx]

''wait daemon?''you're talking my language!''zerro strated to walk but noticed what has happened.zerro bent dow and cut off his shoe laces.''i'm not stupid''zerro walked straight up to zolt and asked,''what daemon are you talking about?''

 

[misterK]

Zolt

Zolt looks down at the boy. "Two thousand years you have lived with a pact from a demon and you are telling me you cannot sense this evil?!?"

Zolt looks around at the other assembed people, scrutinizing each in turn. "You are not the only one who has embarked upon this adventure unknowingly I see," he says, bringing his attention back to Zerro. "Others were foolish enough to follow where they shouldn't have gone." He shakes his head, rubbing his temples. "Well you might as well help us now that you are here, there won't be too many of us to face what is now coming. Be prepared!"

 

[hybirdx]

zerro

''great....i look like a 19 year old,but have the memory of 80....of cours i senced it.I just do not know how powerful it is,it may have a link to the decendent of the asshole who curesed me!''

 

[Lady_J]

Angelina, Dark Angel of the Streets

Oh noooo he didn't! Fuck this shit! Angelina, more than a little pissed that her ruse had been foiled, and even more pissed that he was getting surly to her new badass friend, jumped on Zerro's back and sunk her teeth deep in his neck. She drank deep of his heady nectar, the arterial spray hitting the back of her throat and quickly gushing into her shrunken stomach. The blood pumping, hot and moist, directly from the heart would never make it to his brain. He would become unconcious in seconds. Mmmm, lovely vintage, with fruity overtones. Tastes like... chicken... She looked up to see the were-kitty's nose twitching at the smell, and as the young/old man collaspsed from loss of blood, she moved over to make room for the she-cat, realizing at the same time that the power of the kill had made her visible once more.