the blue room.

[jon_dahun]

Fuck!!! I yelled I waanted that car to last, but the fucking police once again had to follow us like we were some kinda drug dealer or killer.I pulled myself out of the car. the food was fucked and booze too. I was pissed. my sword draged ,my case was fucked and we were in a world of shit and I didn't know what to do. my face had been sprayed with

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the first dawn.

[lepustwo]

two silver threads of light ran through the wall alongside the pool, it seemed to distract everyones eyes for a moments before massive plumes of smoke and debri came shooting through the wall in a wave, and the 'pop' sound of human bodies being hacked in half, and both pieces hitting the ground in a horrid puddle. others who were just out of range, burst into flames, almost as though from within, noted the young man ducking behind a stone gargoyle next to the bar. when the smoke had finally cleared there was blood splatterd on everything in the room, even the water in the pool was bright red like kool aid now. Faint footsteps.
Two gaurds dressed in bullet proff vests came running down the stairs with pistols out. The man hiding behind the statue saw them, both turn in the same direction, and franticly lift the guns to a target beyond that the hiding man could not see. Both men looked ready to fire their weapons, but still, just faint footsteps, getting closer.
suddenly, both mens guns were shaking horribly, unable to even keep them level, their arms began to fold. The looks on their faces were difficult to read, but both men pressed the barrels to their own heads and pulled the triggers.
As soon as their bodies had hit the ground the hiding man felt his body lose all gravity, it was as though an invisible man was dragging him out by his ankle. Dragged across the rubble and dead bodies untill he lay in a bloody heap at the feet of two tall figures with wings that arched from lowwer back. Elmdor reached down and grabbed the mans arm, and walked away, ripping it from his body as simply as if it were never really atached. Leon frowned slightly at the man, sipping a can of beer, and fallowing. The man held his bloody, devastated shoulder, listening to the sounds of screams and explosions for another thirty seconds before it seemed to dissapear. The cops showed up so much later that it almost seemed like they were waiting till the coast was clear.