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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2013 19:41:35 GMT -5
But if you close your eyes Does it almost seem like nothings changed at all? And if you close your eyes, does it almost seem like you've been here before. How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
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Sestral had read the headline, and it had caused him great sorrow. What had caught his attention though, what had him snooping about, were the sigil marks that had been found. The little angel had an unbelievable curiosity about him. As well as a keen wanderlust that had infected him ever since falling. He wasn’t sure what was going on but he wanted to know. Maybe, well just maybe it was something he could help with.
He wasn’t strong, or anything like that, but he had lived in Heaven before. He had learned lots of things over his time there, and ever since he had fallen? Well he had learned even more about some things. He might not be able to fight whatever it is off but he could at the very least give some information perhaps. Or something, he really just wanted to help in some way, though he wasn’t completely sure about how to go about such things.
He had been through Los Angeles a few times before on his travels. He hadn’t been here in awhile though, because if he was honest it could be a touch frightening. Sestral was sure that it was a wonderful place underneath everything. He was positive beyond a shadow of a doubt that any place called ‘the city of angels’ could not possibly be a bad place.
It was just perhaps at times a touch terrifying for someone who didn’t know a lot about it. Sestral didn’t know all its ins and outs, but he still liked the city. Even if the buildings grew so tall that they blocked out the sky. Unlike New York, there was no central park here, where he could go and feel close to the world herself. Here it was all buildings, a concrete jungle, complete with the strange sounds at night.
Sestral shook his head, as if to clear the thoughts. He had found himself in a rather strange alleyway, having been following a stray dog strangely enough. The angel wasn’t exactly sure where he was going, so he had taken to doing what he normally did. Simply following around the local strays until something popped out at him. Though in this particular case something very well might actually pop out at him.
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Where do we begin, the ruble or our sins?
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Post by Dean Winchester on Dec 4, 2013 14:03:48 GMT -5
I'm a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back Dean was getting real tired of driving around, which said something for a guy who had literally grown up on the road. It wasn’t so much that he had finally found a safe comfort zone in the bunker, so much as it was the sheer fruitlessness of his drives lately. He was racking up ridiculous mileage on his baby for leads on this whole angels on earth and the archangels out of the cage fiasco with a whole lot of zip to show for it. Now here he was, on the outskirts of the ironically nicknamed City of Angels with a possible angel-related case that was turning up empty, looking at a newspaper headline that was pretty much screaming here’s your money’s worth in gas. Suddenly not as empty handed as when he left his motel for some breakfast and pie, Dean paid for the paper and road food before rolling out and heading into the city proper. Big cities tended to be troublesome, but Dean found out of the four major precincts, the South Bureau tended to be surprisingly receptive to a federal presence on major cases, which had made fishing for intel a lot simpler. Dean figured with the sheer amount of crime the men and women of the South LAPD beat, a literal federal presence now and then was a godsend. Good thing for them he wasn’t actually a fed and therefore had a legitimate chance of cleaning this up. He was just rounding the corner toward where he’d parked his car when he saw it. A skinwalker flipping forms plain as you please in the midday streets and not a single goddamn person so much as batted an eye. Los freaking Angeles. Shaking his head, Dean stomped over to do his civic duty and gank the bastard even as it backed some poor kid up against a wall, sniffing at his neck. Gross. “Hey ugly,” It really said something, it really did, when Dean could say that and still get his target to look over. It was like they damn well knew they were ugly. Though Dean had to admit, this guy would be hard pressed to miss it what with all the mirror surfaces in this city. As a really unfortunate set of chompers bared themselves in one of the yellowest snarls he’d seen in awhile, a loud clatter made the hunter drop his weapon into his hand, ready to take down two, only to blink in confusion as the skinwalker literally turned tail and ran for it. Well that couldn’t mean good things. “Hey kid,” Dean turned to the --- boy? Girl? Dean wasn’t sure and passed it off quickly in favor of saving the brat’s ass regardless of gender. “You should get out of here.” <3 Template by Loki @ Proboards Support
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Post by Battle Mod on Dec 4, 2013 16:53:04 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2013 19:43:50 GMT -5
Sestral had tried really hard not to scream. Though it had been quite shocking to suddenly have a skinwalker in front of him, backing him up against the alleyway wall; still he had managed to keep the scream contained to a slight squeak. That was that this was right, a skinwalker, he had to think on that. Maybe that wasn’t the right term, maybe it was something else but he was pretty sure. He automatically tilted his face away, and shivered with disgust at having the creature sniff his throat. That was, it was, not at all like when the kitties tucked themselves in against him.
He was just about to ask the creature nicely to leave him be when someone spoke. His head snapped to the side and he blinked at the rugged looking human. He twitched slightly as he watched the skinwalker turn and run. Strange, was the human really that scary? He glanced back at the other as he spoke. “Oh.” It was a simple word but was soon cut off as Sestral’s eyes went wide. That feeling was unmistakable, he was aware now alert. The slight shifting in the air, like a prey animal aware of when the predator is not far away, Sestral knew something was horribly wrong.
He just didn’t know how wrong until the vampire showed up; making him give a frightfully strangled noise. It was somewhere between a squeak, scream, and a trill all rolled into one noise of abject horror. Sestral might not be an old angel, or an overly battle hard one, but even he knew how to at least fight for his life.
Z1XgNcas + 2 = 10 ��
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Post by Dean Winchester on Dec 6, 2013 4:38:23 GMT -5
6q_b|e1H +6
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Dean's Damage + Sestral = 54���
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Post by Battle Mod on Dec 6, 2013 4:43:11 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2013 4:47:22 GMT -5
Flail little Sestral flail! HP: 93 nWiGW14q + 2 = 9 ��
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Post by Dean Winchester on Dec 6, 2013 22:23:37 GMT -5
I'm a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back Dean hadn't expected the kid to jump into the fray, but now that he had there was additional complications to the whole thing. Whoever this kid was, he wasn't a stranger to the supernatural if he was that fast and able to land a hit on a vampire, which caused Dean to wonder briefly if maybe he was a hunter. With the way he was buffeted aside though, Dean decided not to think too much on it. This vampire had a nice ribbon on his chest and, if Dean was fast enough, he'd have a good one going through the middle of his neck next. Dean surged forward to help the kid as the vampire dodged another strike and seemed intent to launch at him again. He had his blade arching up when the bastard ducked down and kicked out, causing Dean to fall back. The vampire was on him faster than was right or normal, even for these fangy freaks. Holding him off by keeping the blade between them, Dean found himself in trouble as the vampire began to overpower him, pushing the weapon back towards the hunter's own neck. Locked in the struggle for dominance, both Dean and the vampire seemed to forget about Sestral, who came up behind and whapped the vampire on the back of the head just hard enough to get him to lose his grip. Taking the advantage while he had it, Dean pushed forward and trapped the blade in the vampire's stomach.... urVa4BB0 +6 Bonus +2 [24 Damage + 9 Damage = 33 Damage] <3 Template by Loki @ Proboards Support ���
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Post by Battle Mod on Dec 6, 2013 22:26:56 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2013 23:36:14 GMT -5
HP: 87 mfhdMEAy + 2��
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Post by Dean Winchester on Dec 7, 2013 0:49:08 GMT -5
qdqxMGOG+6
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26+10=36���
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Post by Battle Mod on Dec 7, 2013 0:52:17 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 4:43:26 GMT -5
Mete, two rolls... does that mean we roll two dice? Or that each player rolls three dice twice? D8
H1ilrUq0 + 2 = 17��
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Post by Dean Winchester on Dec 7, 2013 12:25:14 GMT -5
[It means you roll three dice twice sweety; so I roll, then you roll again, then I roll again, then Battle Mod rolls]
1E_uqJPP +6
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[22+17=39]���
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 19:29:48 GMT -5
q4tRGi7e + 2 = 17
[17 + 22 + 17 = 56]
((Gotcha, and apparently Sestral decided he was tired of being beat up on.)) ��
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