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Afterhours (The V problem)
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The night time was the right time when you wanted to get a heavy payload of work done. The federal building was as quiet as the tombs he frequented when Titus finally stepped off the freight elevator leading into the floors and floors of almost identical cars in the parking garage. His tie was loose and h...
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Being a hero just gets you stabbed.
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Cas stretched lazily and wandered out of the club he'd been bar tending at for the last month or two. He liked the gig, it wasn't the worst one he'd ever had and he made good money with it. Didn't eat up all of his time, though it wasn't really the best given his predilictions to having a nightlife. Crixus se...
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Picking up Karma
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Alex managed to get to the bus station shortly before the bus itself did, and he waited, doing his best to ignore the crowds of people. He'd texted Karma again to let her know his hair was black (its natural color), just so she wouldn't try to find him by seeking out a bright red head. He was kind of thinking...
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What's a poor lil kitten to do? (Open)
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Avery....was extatic. Finally, the appartment was going to be renovated. The workmen would start on monday, and While she'd still be able to work downstairs in the shop, she'd need a place to stay soon. Sure, she could sleep in the back room on a cot, but that'd be annoying after awhile. The decision to...
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A Crazy Night at the Club (Pryia)
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A typical night within New Orleans where one would find themselves enjoying the night life that the city had to offer. The great snake had found himself within one of the clubs with Pryia, the two of them were total opposites and drew a lot of stares from the various people inside. Caesar's focus was com...
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Embrace of the Sands. (Open to police, or anyone with Santino's number)
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There were many dangers seen in this city. And that was not limited to the lack of organization and order in the supernatural community which Santino was readily accessible to on a daily basis. On this night, Santino was put into a position where he would witness such a danger. This sort of danger posed...
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Court Appointed
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After a few years, no matter how the city sees itself (southern, northern, western...) all court rooms began to look alike. The rooms were well lit, the faces all had the same slack expression in the benches and the Judge always looked like he was a second away from nodding off. The only exception was in...
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Wizard James Cooper In: A Lesson Taught is a Lesson Learned. (Alastrina and Open)
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James had been a Mentor for a a few weeks now, and he was really starting to get comfortable in the area of teaching. which was good, because it was through teaching that he found that his own skills with the art where improving. which was awesome. because it helped him to hdie the fact that he was playing i...
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The Sands of Time
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Just north of the French Quarter was Louis Armstrong Park. Within the park was a historic landmark of New Orleans that heralded back to the era of slavery. Congo Square was a place where the slaves were allowed some time for relaxation and enjoyment once in a while, and was today marked with a large cobb...
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A New Branch of the Tree (open)
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A new construction on Elysian Fields Avenue would bring a new storefront to the Dillards area of New Orleans. The owner was a new guy in town, coming over not from any other big city in the United States, but a small town in Italy. The small town of Abruzzi was a neighbor to Naples, and was as many other smal...
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Pick up at the train station ( James Cooper )
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Alastrina had been place on that train station about 10 hours ago to be shipped off to someone to teach her how to be a wizard! Well what if she didn't want to be a wizard? Maybe she wanted to be normal. But I guess that was not her choice. Alastrina had fell asleep on the train so when the train pulled into the...
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Night Angels (Nike, Open)
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A blur in the night air suddenly came to a stop, and coalesced into the form of a tall russian man. His skin was pale, in stark contrast to his hair, which matched the darkness around him. His dark hues scanned the night, and he found a small cafe with streetside tables. He waited until one of the custom...
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Getting Familiar [Open]
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Superstition by Stevie Wonder started up on the Zune as Llidya rode down the road. The tight corners and small size of the streets of New Orleans forced her to leave the Impala parked in her newly re-activated warehouse in downtown New Orleans. Instead, she was on the Ducati Superbike 1198 SP. The matt...
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A night at All That Jazz (Open to all)
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The singing of jazz music welcomed her with open arms; the blaring gold trumpets screaming a familiar tune by Louis Armstrong, the low, heartbeating rhythm of the bass bouncing from the walls, and the electric flow of the guitar fine-tuning its own sound melodically into the song. The feeling jazz m...
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Delivery For Mr. Cooper
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Left hand's fingers pushed the pocketwatch in the gloved palm of her right hand, spinning it round and round, round and round. It was a bit hypnotic, slowing her thoughts so that she could decide when to return it to its owner. Obsidian gaze turned on the business card, eyeing the name and address. With...
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First Night In New Orleans
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The cell was fairly clean, as far as jail cells went. Well, Llidya had seen much worse, not that she saw much of this one. As this was her first real night in New Orleans after driving for hundreds of miles and having her emotions toyed with, she slept like a baby on that poor excuse for a mattress of a cot. Ho...
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Surgery and Lunch
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New Orleans was a city that lived up to its name for Dr. Stephanie Stewart. She was thinking about the excitement of walking down Bourbon Street just last night. She was free. Away from the black cloud of what haunted her soul. The dark secret. She smiled beneath her mask. Dark secret. It was jus...
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Make-Over for Euridacee (Open to Venus)
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Today is the day that will be an official life-changing experience for Dee. Never having a mother in her teen years to teach her about dresses, makeup, and being a woman was tough for Dee growing up. She was drafted into the military as a supernatural assassin at the age of 17. She was surrounded by men an...
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All That Jazz (open to anyone)
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All that Jazz. The name was up in lights, with outlines of jazz musicians dancing around the lettering. The sign done in deep blue neon. Ramsey looked up at the club as he stepped from the limo, and a smile curled his lips. Finally finished... After the ball the other night, Ramsey had left, feeling reli...
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Missing Her (Avery and Jenna)
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She hadn't heard from her girl in several days so she knew she was spending more time than was healthy cooped up in her workshop. As the sun set across the city Jenna was found banging on the door. "Avery! It's time for you to get out of there and blow the dust off, love. We have shopping to do..&qu...
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A little Shopping ! ( Open )
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Astrid would be sitting in the back of the black Lincoln as the car pulled up next to the curb outside of the little shop which she had wanted to look to find a dress for the masquerade ball that was coming up soon. Rex would look over the front seat as let her know he was going to drop her off here and then go qui...
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Feral Arts Custom Motorcycles
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Reuniting with Silent had been startling to say the least, seeing the swamp queen again here in New Orleans had shocked the timid wolf's system but then once they'd actually talked, well, Lou was ready to admit she'd been a lone wolf too long. She was currently working on the bike she was giving to Silen...
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A Real Page Turner [open to one and all]
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There was a reason that James decided to buy into a book store when he moved out to the great big Yonder of America. and that was because books, where one thing that really didn't change through the ages, since the times before the white council and the original Merlin (yeah, he was around, founded the co...
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