the highlander series

[dansemajik]

OOC: Sorry, didn't mean to take so long to post, sometimes real life has a way of making you pay attention to it...But, I am back.


IC: I have learned how to be observant without being obvious about it. I was walking ahead, looking, but my ears were trained on what was going on beside me. I could feel waves of something emanating behind me, but was unsure what it was. Suddenly, a new feeling, about the same time the whisper to keep guard came from the ranks. I looked around me. I could feel the watcher. I could not tell if he/she was intent on doing harm. I was tired. Enough harm had been done on this day. People I had known literally for centuries killed mindlessly. Good, honest, people. I felt the anger rolling up inside of me. I wanted this fixed. I wanted it put right. If it took me the rest of my unnatural life to do, so then so be it. I stopped and stood my ground. I was not about to slink off and hide while some mad person stalked us. I waited for anyone to say a word about my halting.

 

[Samuari]

"Danielle we've GOT to go... now. I hate to ask you to abandon your home, but somone has it made. Rancia has an appartment that we can use as a base, if we can get there quickly, quietly. Come dear, we'll mourn them properly later. They wouldn't want you to lose your head in that way, They cry out for vengence, and they shall have it! First though, we must survive."

"Danielle, you and Muffin take the center, and keep an eye out for any more watchers. Ariana has gone to take care of the one at two o'clock, but there are may be others. We do not want them knowing where we are going."

I hope Ariana is able to bring him in. we need to know what the watchers know. I'm not the best at interagation, I'll have to find out who is.

 

[intriguess]

i submit to their instruction my heart twisted inside out, what had started out as such a beautiful day had just turned sour. storm clouds were rolling in and i stood, wrapping my long black trench coat around me and thinking to myself, next year, if i see next year, i'll forgo a party

 

[tighe]

steffan

ooc: Sorry guys, real life here too. and for most of the rest of this week.

ic: I felt the others uneasiness immediately. When Rancia turned, I stood back to back with her. I, too, was ready to end this problem if possible. I felt the vibrations radiate upwards and my gypsy days took over. The old senses of evil and danger were nearby. I somehow trusted this group. Perhaps Danielle would have a few more answers. Maybe I would lay out the crystal ball or tea leaves, read a few palms?? Anything for an answer right now. I hated to kill, but all these feelings were beginning to piss me off. I hate the games. We all know, deep inside there can be only one.

 

[intriguess]

daniella

we move stealthily spying the shadows.

i curse myself for thinking anything to do with an immortal gathering would be a good idea. i had been idiot, it had been like lighting up a neon sign saying heads will roll here. i hadn't made it to over 3000 by being stupid. but my mistake had cost other's their life.



OOC shall we kill horton off and get around to party? sharing rooms as my place is....well stalked out?

 

[Always]

Ariana

I leaped all the way down and cracked the watcher on the head hard enough with my sword hilt to knock him unconscious. "Boy, I hope I didn't give him a concussion," I quietly said, mocking the sleeping watcher. I tied him up and slung him over my shoulder and took the same, easy route back.

I dumped him on the ground at the other's feet. "Here," I said. I felt like torturing information out of someone, but they probably wouldn't let me do it...

 

[Samuari]

I hope that we're almost to Rancia's place, we can't drag this unconscience watcher all over the city and not draw to much attention to our selves. We realy need some privicy to find out what he knows...

I look over our little group, and my mind starts to form images of the party that should have been, and now was receeding away like the morning fog on a fall day. Danger allways made the blood flow faster, the sinces stronger, the surging hormones pushing me into providing the race with one more generation...Another reason we need some privicy.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Muffin

This Ariana immortal dumped the body of the apparent threat in front of us. I sensed nothing from him. I looked up at her, the way she was looking down at him gave me the feeling she wanted to hurt him.

Samuari looked at her and frowned. Shaking his head. "No." He said implacably. Could he read minds or something?

She bared her teeth a moment, but subsided, her eyes flashing, clearly saying, for now little man.

For now little immortal, I reply mentally. She may have eons of experience, but it doesn't seem to have taught her much. She has a careless manner, I could hear her moving when she should be silent. I could almost feel her intent, feel the darkness of her qi as plotted. The flashy swordswomanship would probably get her killed if she ever went up against anyone good.

Particularly if she turned evil and attacked an Innocent. Experience is something, but little matched for highly trained genetic engineering.

Keeping watch on her, I followed Samuari into a tastefully decorated apartment that apparently belonged to the beautiful dutch lady. I wondered if he was the one, the one who helped make me. "My mother's name was Arieko Fujibayashi."

 

[Always]

Re: Muffin

OOC: oh, KillerMuffin, when you "heard" Ariana moving, it seemd to come from a totally randomly different direction; in fact you were confused as hell by the time she got back. And she wasn't TRYING to be quiet. And what you felt, you realize, was not coming from her... but from something she held on her person. Same thing as the dark sensation...

IC: I pouted for a moment when Samuari told me no, but I'd have better chances later. I noticed the incredibly powerful broadcasts from my poscket; indeed, one of the others had seemingly sensed them. My mind snapped shut, thoughts to others now a total blank...

I pulled out a small stone and spoke angrily to it. All emotional raditations ceased; even those marking the presence of an immortal. I now felt as though I didn't exist...

I pocketed the gem, but not before it glowed like a dying light bulb for a split second. The soul trapped within retreated deep into itself. "Gonna get me killed one of these days, Rikanta..." I muttered.

I hefted the body up and stepped into the room behind the owner. Nice place, I thought to myself, I love what she's done with the decorations...

[Edited by Shila on 09-28-2000 at 01:02 PM]

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: How very odd Shila, I heard it from the direction the Watcher person was. Shuffle, step, step, step, grunt, groan, body being caught, step, step, step, step. That wasn't you? Hmmm, who took out the Watcher then? She is trained to read qi, since it comes from within and is centered in the abdomen, its really hard to miss. Qi, by the way, is not emotion, nor is it created or cause by emotion. Call it ninja shit and that'll be okay. I wouldn't have mentioned it were it not for the head chopping immortal bitch from hell really feeling like torturing information out of someone business. Connotative of evil. Neh? The jem thingy is interesting. I can go with that.

 

[Samuari]

Prozac anyone?

OOC Gads girls! lets stop this bickering about who is the nastiest imaginary bitch and get back to some serious imaginary sex, which why we came into the story to begin with.
IC
"We really need to find out what these watchers know. Muffin, why don't you see what you can find out, I think that he is coming arround."

 

[intriguess]

OOC

OOC going to be out of town this weekend and internetless, feel free to have fun without me.

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: Yes Mr. Samuari. Do we get detention?

IC: The tall female Immortal in the catwoman suit glares at the both of us and slaps a knife back into its sheath. She seemed to have wanted a go at the guy. Fine, I'll leave the torturing up to her.

"My name is Muffin." I tell the Watcher, who is starting to come around. "What is yours?"

He blinks and says nothing.

"If you do not respond you will receive no gratification. I am the carrot. The stick is waiting none too patiently." I add helpfully. This confuses him.

"What are you talking about?" He asks. The Immortals look at each other, confused too. I smile serenely. My "father" believed geisha training would come in handy. I suppose he was correct.

For answer, I reach into his pants and grip his limp penis, bringing it out. Using a technique with my fingers called Butterfly Wings, I bring it to full erection. Pearly precum beads from the slit at the tip of his shaft, I swipe it away with a finger and lick it, catlike. Mmmm, not bad. He takes a deep breath and his cock twitches.

Smiling serenely, I ask again, "What is your name?"

 

[Samuari]

Every eye was on them as Muffin "not tortured" the watcher. I was torn between needing the infromation and fearing what she was going to do next. Torn also, between wishing that it was me that she was working on, and being awlfully glad that it wasn't.

"What's your name?" a simple question, the answer could tell us a lot. Our eyes narowed their focus as Muffin started back to work.

[Edited by Samuari on 09-30-2000 at 07:00 AM]

 

[KillerMuffin]

Smoothly transitioning from Butterfly Wings to another finger techinique called The Courtesan's Flute with a twist of my wrists, I settled beside the guy. I wondered if we would need to use the Stick method after all.

He leaned up on his elbows and watched my fingers work over him.

 

[Always]

(Bejeezus, MuffKill, pull the bug out of your ass! You might have your, "Ninja shit" but that doesn't mean this dark mage... er, uh, strange person doesn't have ways of shielding herself! If you were actively looking, you'd have seen her, but you couldn't have just, "noticed.")

I raised one eyebrow and shook my head. "Interesting method of... persuasion you have here," I said softly. The gem blinked from my pocket, and they all hear a faint laughing sound...

"Shut up, will ya?" I snapped. They all stared at me like I was crazy. "Sorry, the demon is getting restless again," I said, by way of explanation.

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: There are mages in Highlander? I was unaware. I am not familiar with the series, merely the movies. You could try something we might consider odd, explain yourself. I toodled through the site briefly, the one Sam recommended, but came up with nothing on mages, dark or otherwise. The concept of genetic engineering and ninjashit was introduced for the simple expedient that immortals have an unfair advantage concerning experience level. Your character has survived how many thousands of years? Whats to stop her from whacking off the head of my character whenever you get irritated? A plausible excuse for not being able to, and that, dear, is ninja shit.

Now, can we move on with this thread or do we want to resort to more histrionics?

IC: I looked up at the Immortal. "You want to do it?"

 

[Always]

Ariana

"Hell no... Who knows where that thing's been?"

 

[tighe]

steffan

ooc> In all of my watching series and movies, I've never known there to be a mage. Immortals are just that, immortal, not demons or magicians, just people who can die only one way, by losing their head. By the way, did I miss where we got to Rancia's apartment?

ic>
So, we stood in the lavishly decorated apartment, watching muffin "not torture" some watcher. "Well, this is new." I said to Samuari. He looked around at the group, circled around this watcher. I could feel the tension between Muffin and Ariana. Frankly, I was about ready to draw my sword and walk away, taking my chances. I had been alone for ages with little use for the simple minded bickering that resulted from too many people together. There was too much going on here to be haggling like traders over their cheap wares. Was it really a watcher who had done the killing, or a renegade immortal who had no respect for the rules? An immortal cannot kill on holy ground, nor can two immortals challenge only one other immortal. But, renegades could. And renegades would.

[Edited by tighe on 10-01-2000 at 12:00 AM]

 

[Samuari]

ooc yep we got to the apartmen toward the end of page 3, I think but it keeps jumping arround.

 

[tighe]

ooc> Thanks sam. Got lost somewhere.

 

[Samuari]

'S ok. I'm not sure HOW we got there either,with all this stuff coming from other myths, perhaps Scotty 'beamed us in'.

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: I'm done bein bitchy now. Really. I really am. Oh come on, you guys have to believe me! I'm finished being bitchy, I am!!!! Guys? Guys?!!? Drat.

IC: "Your name, watcher?" I asked again, ignoring his little aside to Samuari. I grinned. "Don't make me stop torturing you."

He laughed at that. I gave his cock a little squeeze and twisted my fingers and palms around it in a hot little grasp called the Knot.

 

[Always]

(In every world, there are spellcasters of some kind. The world IS in every respect the same except for the immortals, so there've got to be Satanists and shit like that. Why can't there be spellcasters? VOODOO!!! Yeah! It's voodoo. (Gods I stayed in New Orleans too long...))

I sat on the floor and very carefully began cleaning my blade, making sure it was in perfect condition. I pulled the gem from my pocket and put in the hilt of the sword, where it turned an icy blue to match the blacks and silvers of the sword and scabbard. I ran my fingers along the blade, then put it away.

I stood up again and ignored the confused looks the others tried to hide. I grinned and whispered, "You feel better now, Grayswandir?"

 

[intriguess]

back

Sitting in remote chair in appartment puling myself together, taking deep breaths meditating, calming myself letting them dig out the information.

calmed i open eyes taking in ever bit of information of layout of the place in case i need to flee or fight.