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Education:Some college
Occupation:"Bartender"
Height:6"4'
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Genre: Horror, Open, Psychological, Science Fiction, Supernatural, Thriller/Suspense,
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================================= ABOUT ME ============================================
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THE GRIM REAPER MET AN ANGEL.


And he smiled.
Name: Lee (Leonard) Durant.
Gender: Male.
Age: 22, supposedly.
Ethnicity: Unknown, mixed.
Occupation: Bartender.
Hair color: Black.
Eye color: Maroon.
Height: 6'3''
Weight: 165 lbs
Orientation: Bisexual.
Body type: Average.
Smoker/Drinker: Yes.
Religion: Agnostic
Species: ?
Good traits: Introspective, protective, and imaginative.
Bad Traits: Impulsive, depressive, and aggressive.
Alignment: Chaotic Nuetral.




HER FEATHERS TICKLED HIS NOSE.


"Un ciel nauscent garni de plumes,
de la salet, et des petits doigts. "

Name: Rom Dashiell.
Gender: Female.
Age: 10, supposedly.
Ethnicity: Unknown, mixed.
Hair color: White.
Eye color: Red.
Height: 4'3''
Weight: 65 lbs
Religion: ?
Species: ?
Good traits: Excitable, imaginative, brave, and sweet.
Bad Traits: Too friendly, too inquisitive.
Alignment: Nuetral Good.

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Bล‚ฮฑฤ‘e Mฮฑฤฑฤ‘eะธ

3 hours ago


-/ None yet, though perhaps we can do something centered upon her finding his angel, only to have to protect her and lead her back to him? Cliche a bit, but perhaps a start?
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18 hours ago


A NIGHT SO BLACK, DARKNESS HUMS


A hand ascended mildly, slowly, to offer a small wave back at her. It appeared she was more trusting than the other, whose voice carried cynicism with every utterance. One could never hope things would be so easy. From nostrils poured a most fatigued sigh.ย 

"Danger clings to your skin like a disease." Dark paused, gaze shifting from the small, ivory girl to the volatile and cautious eyes ofย  the male. "If you seek refuge, follow. If you wish to wander aimlessly until you find another door, then be my guest. All of the doors in this realm are sealed by Ancient magic. I wish you luck seeking them out."

He did not wait for another response, the latter of his words a solemn farewell as he turned heel to take leave. The scrape of his military sole audible, breaking the eerie silence that had stolen this street. In the end, it mattered very little if the two were taken beneath the safety of his wing or left to their own devices. So long as those doors remained shut.

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Sep 17th 2019 14:11


-/ Thank you for accepting. Would like to get a discussion going or simply wing a storyline? Do let me know!
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Sep 17th 2019 02:32


There was a strange vagueness to his words, black lashes narrowing in slight. A sign he was hiding
something. What exactly he had no way of knowing. Curious to know what Lee's something was. He too used to have a something holding him back, but he no longer knew what that was like. He took a drink from the glass, feeling the hot sinking of the imported tequila down his throat.

There's no such thing as clean business.
He mused. I can't think of a single establishment that doesn't break the rules in order
to get things done. Even charities have been found guilty of pocketing large portions
of their donations.

But you're not set off. Slade mentioned blatantly now, another drink that lead to his glass already being empty.
You came anyway. Why is that? The subtle hint of curiosity in sapphire pools.

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Sep 17th 2019 00:14


His analytical mind mulled over his words, not that they were confusing but, unique. A new insight into the stranger who grew less and less of that and more into the man's new escapade.

If you just,
a subtle, animated brush of his hand in a charade along the table.
push all of society's expectations behind you'll find, that you don't really
have to be anything at all. Only self-sustainable.

But I find ... Blues shifted back to eyes like wine vineyards.
Those who barely get by have something bigger, to conquer. Something bigger in their way.
That uses up all their energy and leaves them just enough to get by simply self-sustaining.
Whatever that something is different for everyone.

Who doesn't like money. But I wanted power.
And to find a place I fit in. In this profession I found all three.
My aspiration will always be power, because you can never have enough.

The waiter stopped by again, setting down a small tin of ice, two glasses and a bottle of tequila. They left just as soon as they came, not interrupting an employee priority. I don't normally drink tequila. But, you've inspired me.
He poured their glasses, sliding Lee's over closer to him.
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Sep 16th 2019 22:46


The other's last feeble attempt at being humorous was so unsuccessful that it was all at once. If the man across the rich mahogany was more expressive, he could have given a light chuckle. It was charming to Slade, only drawing him closer. He gave a subtle shake of his head in amusement instead.

The truffle fries it is. They're not disappointing.

Eyes turned from him to a shadow along the opaque glass, before waiter stood in the small entry way. All the staff were men, and only men could join the club. Women were only allowed in as guests, or hired work. Some of his requests beside the fries was another appetizer, a bottle of their best tequila, a pack of Djarum Blacks. The waiter soon departed, his attention back on Lee again, leaning forward casually against the wooden surface in leisure as if to see him better.ย 

So, just a bartender who drinks on his off days.
Do you aspire to be anything more than that?

He asked. Not that he was judging him, but surveying him.
In a messed up sense, Lee was being interviewed in his own way - for a position only meant for some, leading down a road of perilous slow burning destruction. The consequences of being the object of the businessman's attention.



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Sep 16th 2019 03:31


A NIGHT SO BLACK, DARKNESS HUMS


A shift, a crack, a groan. These sounds reverberated in the darkness like a demon disemboweling its prey within the depths of despair. Dark released the limp scruff, letting it plummet unprotected upon cement. There was no blood spilled, but death still whispered in its wake. Golden orbs averted, a hand would rise to command, and like a puppet moved by strings so would the empty chassis, and like it was never there, it vanished.

No remnants of a scuffle, no evidence left behind.

He turned quickly, trench flying with his gait as he left the scene quite hurriedly. As he would reach the quiet apartment complex exit, the Moon gazed down at him, and he felt her glow like a mother's gentle caress upon cheek with cooling comfort. 'Not long' he thought. Sigh breathing heavily from the airways.

For a brief period, he was in a trance, glancing up at the marble above that lit his way, making the most of a slow stride that was broken in a single flash of an instant when the sudden pull of a dimensional tear pressed itself into his consciousness. Features faced the direction it happened to come from, as a guardian of this realm Dark disappeared into the night, pursuing this power and the two spirits that manipulated it.

Time seemed nothing, for his magic carried him to his desired place in moments. There, in the middle of a quiet street bordered by dazzling lights and obnoxious neon signs, a pair of misfits stood, one cradling the other like precious cargo. The world seemed to slow down when aurelian hues fixated upon them. They appeared lost, lead to an unknown, the smell of panic emanating from the male in particular.ย 

The jinn approached cautiously, not wishing to frighten them or provoke an unnecessary altercation. With a flick of his wrist he sealed the doorway behind them that had shut minutes before with an ancient spell, vivid in color, Arabic characters painting the air then dispersing immediately. If there were any stragglers or followers, they would not be entering this realm for a time.

"Come." Through parted lips, Dark spoke in a hushed, shadowed voice, towering over the foreign children who stood mere feet before him.ย 




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Sep 16th 2019 02:26


So, His voice, followed, contemplating Lee's answer.
You'd want to pick the road you should be on, but you know you'd go down the path you want.
Can you trust you know what's best for you - because you have to take on the responsibility of your own unhappiness if in the end, you find what you want isn't what fulfills you. Me? I'm sure that I could take on the consequences. I'd press the gas down the road that leads me to where I want to be.

We have something in common already.

The vehicle turned onto a side street, the area dark beyond a single streetlight on the corner.
Parking now, in a familiar area that Slade new quite well. Eyes wandered their surroundings as he got out the car.
It was rare he came for something leisure, usually just business. But it was sort of spur of the moment, an easy option
on a long list of options. Purposeful, but not exactly planned in retrospect. He lead them back down a dark alley way - to an old door with a small window in it. It looked like any typical backdoor, blending in easily with their surroundings. To anyone passing by it could be overlooked. With a creak it opened, the main small space it opened to was pitch black beside a single lamplight on the small podium where a desk attendant stood. Slade took out a black card from his thin wallet, flashing it to the attendant. It had a strange silver symbol on it. They gave a nod, the sound of click echoed, and another door opened.

This lead to a bar-like setting, instead with private booths and other halls and doorways. Waiters wandered, the whispers of other conversations carried quietly, the soft sound of tableware rattling. The lights were dim, it was dark and clouds of tobacco smoke rose and carried creating a cloud on the ceiling. Some of what was going on behind the booths which were primarily for dining, social meetings and talks could be seen through a very narrow opening in the glass. Some business men could be seen snorting white lines off the table, with women that looked their daughter's age. Slade knew this tiny glimpse into his world showed frayed threads in the suit of his person - but it too had its purpose. He knew it would leave Lee wondering, just what kind of business man he was. An honest one? A criminal one? Somewhere in-between? He lead them to a booth, taking a seat as he took a small menu on the table in hand.


Are you hungry? He asked curiously. Order whatever you'd like.
He was mostly going to order more drinks, maybe order something to eat so he didn't have to encounter any sort of nauseousness later.
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Sep 15th 2019 18:06


It was interesting to the man, seeing Lee's body language in contrast. Slade stood grounded, calm, collected. Seemingly always with a purposeful intent to fulfill on his mind - always mustering up new ones in the shadows of it. But that was what partly drew him to the other to begin with. He had a natural, inexplainable pull to the opposite demeanor. It was like a sixth sense. In which, behind the anxiousness he knew they were hardly opposites at all.

Eyes glanced back at the ebony ride at the mention of his compliment.
Its a twenty-twelve Aventador. He mentioned, a small click of his keys as he unlocked it for them to get in. A car he used only for leisure, which was rare. His other, more driven vehicle was a well worn Range Rover.

He only felt a minuscule buzz, well enough to drive as the sound of the engine hummed. No seat belt worn as he turned down the city streets. Since it was hardly driven, the seats still smelled of clean leather and the atmosphere of faint cedar wood.


Put me in your shoes, for a second. Baritone voice following the dull glare the red light gave against tinted black glass of the windshield. You're on a journey, you're headed down a fork in the road. One way leads to where you want to be. The other leads to where you should be. Which road are you taking?
An unlikely question to eat away the time, and for the other to continue the slow, burning descent in picking apart Lee's brain.


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Sep 15th 2019 15:24


It crossed his mind - for a fleeting moment. Of all the possibilities that could occur and all the roads this could lead down, there wouldn't be any turning back once they left. And based on the variables given, he knew he would be a bad influence on him. But the other went willingly, and that only solidified that Slade had made a good choice in him.

What you're wearing is fine. He said smoothly, standing from the stool now as took out a large bill and gave it to the bartender as he mentioned he could keep the change. He didn't want to deal with the hassle of the exchange really. It was close to midnight now, icy blues turning to meet Lee.

Let's get out of here.

His voice, only partly blanketed by the murmur of their surroundings beckoned him to follow, to the place back through the bar, down to elevator where he was parked outside.
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