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Feb 6, 2008 19:32:21 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 6, 2008 19:32:21 GMT -5
//I'd prefer it if people kept their eyes on their own posts. ^^ Mainly because I don't want to be seen as some sick freak. Take in mind that I am writing AS the characters. Not as myself//
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Damn infernal ticking and tocking.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
'Where was he?' Dexter Moser thought as he shifted his feet. He was sitting on his brother's couch in the middle of England. Everyone here, including his brother, had a funny accent, but Dexter did not find it very funny. He found it annoying. When it came to psychological profiles, some would say Dexter was a sociopath who had no conscience and killed only to find excitement in an empty life. Yeah, right. Dexter had a conscience. That was the scary part. He felt obligated to act normal and to take care of his neighbor's garbage. Felt as if no one owed him anything. His brother was similar to Dext in more ways than anyone else could possibly fathom. Edward Moser was, like Dexter, in his late twenties/early thirties, was strangely charming, had similar features, had a girl that they enjoyed (though Dexter did not quite know about Edward's new friend), and were avid in their lines of work. Not their jobs. Edward changed a job every five months and Dexter was a sushi-making cop who just so happened to be able to chop a fish into a hair-thin piece of meat. But both also shared a similar hobby that never ceased to entertain. Their victims were different. Dexter's Undeads and Edward's randoms. But both did the same thing at the end of the day. So Dexter was waiting for his brother. You see, Edward had a 'friend' that Dexter 'Just HAD to meet'. So he was waiting, counting the seconds like an OCD-infested parakeet who had way too much time to kill.
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Feb 7, 2008 20:59:20 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 7, 2008 20:59:20 GMT -5
The was a faint, dainty knock on the door that sounded loud in the quiet room. What waited outside that door was not an insane nut case nor a undead planning to take over the world, and not a kidergarten teacher about to kill all of her students. Acctually, what waited outside seemed quite normal compared to them, though Dexter did not know that what wait might bring about his death. Charming, huh? Outside stood Anya Kelvina with the most calm and laid back look for someone who was about to help kill a new friends brother that it was kind of freaky. So why was this Anya outside with a plan of murder in her head. Simple. A cute guy asked her to help kill his brother then he would help her. That would be about it. She stood at five six, was very slim and her jet black hair was slung over on shoulder. Her tan skin shined only slightly in the sun as she waited for the door to open. She wore something causual, but she still looked beautiful in it: blue jeans and alight blue blouse that matched her eyes.
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Feb 7, 2008 21:29:36 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 7, 2008 21:29:36 GMT -5
Edward stood outside the door, unlocking it. "Now, be careful. Dexter is one of the most persuasive men ever created in Muggle-Land. He convinced a married mother of two to elope with him to Florida. Don't let him charm you, not that you would, of course." He winked at her and opened the door. "Finally, I was wanting a ham sandwich and couldn't find the fridge." Dexter spoke with a very thick Floridian accent. "It's in the kitchen, stupid," Edward laughed. "How was I supposed to know that?" Dexter asked, and the two laughed in unison. "Dexter, this is my good friend, Anya. We are business partners, so to speak." Edward watched as Dexter's smile grew into a grin. 'Business Partners' was their most important inside codeword. It meant either A. Girlfriend (which was impossible for either of them, so it was used seldomly) or B. Another special case. "Have ya'll done anyone yet? Tell me you haven't. Besides, you promised that we'd do our own thing once I came up here!" Dexter seemed jealous of Anya. "Don't get all weird, Dex. We haven't done anything yet. But trust me, when we do, you'll be a part of it." Dexter caught the ominous tone and his grin faded. Edward winked and all was well again.
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Feb 8, 2008 17:16:15 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 8, 2008 17:16:15 GMT -5
"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" she said with raised eyebrows, though a smirk had formed on her lips. She stepped inside to be greeted almost imeaditly by Edwards brother not knowing where the hell a refrigerater would be. No wonder he wants him dead she thought to herself, raising her eyebrows at Dexter, a smile forming on her lips. Her act was useually flawless, but if he was as good as Edward said, she had to perfect a couple of things. "Nice to meet you, Dexter," she said calmly, trying to hide her Boulgarian accent behind a British one. Anya, biting her tounge slightly to keep from laughing, managed to put on a very convening confused face and shrugged after a moment, moving further in the room.
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Feb 8, 2008 17:29:50 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 8, 2008 17:29:50 GMT -5
"Yup, she's a 'Business Partner', all right." Dexter's tone was criticizing. "Not a very convincing one, though. Sad. I thought you'd do better than that, Edward." Edward smiled. "Not her fault you have eyes." He turned to anya. "You have to admit, your preformance needs a bit of work. Dexter's a cop, good eyes, ears. Nothing really gets past him." 'another reason to be careful' he warned silently. The two brothers looked so much alike that it surprised Dexter. The only differences was that Dexter was more thin, lean. Edward was bulkier, as if he worked out a bit more. "You look like Dad," Edward said approvingly. "You have to be kidding me! You look more like him than anyone else. Except Cynthia, that is. Poor girl, has his chin and his eyes." Dexter did not specify who Cynthia was, and it was not NTK for Anya. Edward glared. They did not mention Cynthia. Cynthia was their half-sister, their father's daughter. She was strong, brave, brutal, and in prison for police brutality. She was, like Dexter, an American cop who lived with her mother when she was a teenager. Dex and Ed had only met her a few times, the rest was from pictures. But even the one time they had met her, they knew she had been tough.
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Feb 8, 2008 17:48:01 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 8, 2008 17:48:01 GMT -5
"Well, see then you need to get a hearing and eye check up..." she said calmly, hoping that would let Edward know she knew what she was doing. Mostly, now that she knows how good he is in sneeking out rats, she'll just take up her best cover. Herself. Well, part of herself. There was no need in telling Dexy why she was here in Britain, or why she was meeting him. She watched them, her face calm as she leaned against a wall, studing both of them. They looked more like twins to her except Edward had more mucsle than Dexy. There wasn't a huge difference between them that she could pick out with only seeing both of them together for a few minutes. "Cynthia? Your sister?"
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Feb 8, 2008 18:19:05 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 8, 2008 18:19:05 GMT -5
"No, our half-brother from Peru," Edward rolled his eyes. "Yes, she's our half-sister. We've only met her once, though. She looks just like dad." Dexter motioned to a picture hanging up. It was a family photo from right before their mother's funeral. There was mom, Dad, Dexter at sixteen, Edward at fifteen, and a tough-looking little fourteen year old. "She's magical. But she's in jail now. Not for being one of us, of course. No. I have a feeling mental illness came from Mom's side of the family." Edward glared at Dexter as he said this. Dexter and Edward had entirly different views on their predicament. Edward felt that they had mental illnesses. Dexter thought that they were vigilantes without a cause.
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Feb 8, 2008 18:29:24 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 8, 2008 18:29:24 GMT -5
"Don't get sarcastic with me," she warned, though a faint smirk appeared on her lips. She turned her head slightly and stuided the photo. "She looks...er...tough." she said, studing every face closly, taking Edwards in last before turning to the brothers. She raised her eyebrows. "Mental illness...Which reminds me, I need to check out McDonalds," she said suddenly. If they didn't know how those to related, they might look at her like she had the illness. No, she heard an Auror the other day flipping out because supposedly some nut case murder was working at Micky D's. She looked at them calmly.
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Feb 9, 2008 14:15:08 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 9, 2008 14:15:08 GMT -5
"Sorry sister, but I'll be sarcastic whenever I want," Dexter said, smirking. "He does have a point." "Damn right I do." "He thinks he's so bad because he holds weapons on him at all times though." Edward came into the main room again, holding two ham sandwiches. Dexter grabbed his and chowed down. Edward went back in and brought out a third sandwich. "Want one?" Edward asked, chomping into his. "If not, I'll have it." Dexter was done with his already and was licking his fingers. "High metabolism," Edward explained as he finished his. "We both have it." "It's what keeps us so down-right handsome," Dexter smiled as he said this.
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Feb 9, 2008 14:34:56 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 9, 2008 14:34:56 GMT -5
Anya rolled her eyes at Dexter. "I've seen better," she said with a smirk, taking her sandwitch, biting into it so Dexter wouldn't want to snatch it from her hands. "And don't call me sister. Quite frankly, I don't give a damn how many weapons he caries in his pants," she said calmly.
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Feb 9, 2008 18:15:25 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 9, 2008 18:15:25 GMT -5
"You basically just set yourself up for a dirty joke," Dexter informed her. "But since I am, according to Edward, 'a charming sociopathic gentleman', I will not say that my greatest weapon may be in my pants, but the rest are not. Instead, I will say that I keep eight knifes, most switchblades, and two guns on my person. I'm not allowed near schools or banks, but it works." "Perv," Edward said, rolling his eyes. "She set herself up for it!" Dexter defended. "Now you see why I want to kill him?" Edward asked, laughing. Dexter glared at him. "Now you see why I've been trying to kill him since we were kids?" Dexter asked, sweeping his hand over towards his brother.
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Feb 11, 2008 19:16:41 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 11, 2008 19:16:41 GMT -5
Anya rolled her eyes. "That was just disturbing..." Anya smirked slightly, but not at one of the brothers, but at both of them. "And yet you get along so well..." she said sarcastically, watching Dexter reach toward Edward. Though nothing on her face nor any body laungauge changed, excitment rush inside her. The killing was coming close, but she showed no excitment at all.
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Feb 11, 2008 20:37:58 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 11, 2008 20:37:58 GMT -5
That's when Edward made a deadly mistake, he reached into his pants pocket. Dexter noticed the faint outline of a possible weapon and his eye twitched as he instinctivly reached for his own pockets. "Wow, Margaret," Dexter said, rolling his eyes at Edward. "I suppose I was right all along." "About what?" Edward asked, playing along as if an innocent. "You know what, you dirty bastard. You've been planning it since Paige left." "I have no possible idea what you may be implying." "Well, I do. If you wanted me dead, you could've at least done it yourself and not recruited your little girlfriend," Dexter blinked. "Not my girlfriend." "Who cares? The point is that you are going to try and kill me. The bad news? You don't have the guts." Edward rolled his eyes. This was a typical Dexter responce to any real drama, intimidation. "Of course I do," Edward said, gripping his wand. "Then why are you using your wand instead of your knives? You are wanting to get it over with, that's why. With a knife, you can stop at any time and say I was mugged. With magic, it takes a shorter amount of time. No mess. That's unlike you, Ed." "You don't know me." "I know you left your wife to run off with your brother." Dexter shrugged. "You fucking bastard!" Edward brought out his wand and pointed it at Dexter's head. "Well, go on then. Do it already," Dexter said, poking the wand's tip with half of the other ham sandwich.
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Feb 12, 2008 19:09:31 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 12, 2008 19:09:31 GMT -5
Anya took a step back as the brothers advanced, hands raised for a moment like she was trying to stay out of it. But Anya was very giddy inside, though she had a feeling that killing Dexter herself would not be what Edward wanted. After all he might want to kill him himself. As they argued, she debated in her head. But then she remembered that every time she tried magic without a wand, she ended up cutting something. Well not Dexter's throat? A light cut would be all, and hopefully that would make Dexter either look, come after, or only slightly distracted by her. "Okay," she said at Dexter's last comment, just to be dramatic, a a light cut appeared all the way along the front of his throat.
ooc: Ish didn't know if you wanted me to kill him or not..If you did, ish can edit ^^
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Feb 12, 2008 19:30:59 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 12, 2008 19:30:59 GMT -5
Dexter touched his throat and looked at the blood. It came softly at first, but Edward could see that if something was not done soon, Dexter would be dead. "You actually did it," Dexter said in disbelief. "You actually did it. . ." he repeated. "You son-of-a-bitch." Edward looked down at his brother. His eyes flew open in disbelief. The blood flow got more severe. Eventually, Dexter passed out.
"You Wizard Bitches!" The floor got smokey and, out of the smoke, came Diane. "Ever wondered why Dexter's the way he is, you retards? It sure as Hell isn't because I find murder fun! No, it's because the ruler of the possibly enslaved future! If this man dies, you can save good bye to humanity at it's finest!" Diane crossed her arms and nodded her head like a genie. Suddenly, the wound was healed. "You can kill him after he kills Azreal," Diane informed the two as she went away in a poof of dust.
Edward watched in complete amazement as she blood flowed back into Dexter and the wound healed. Dexter sat up and smiled. "Ohh, that sucks, don't it Cheryl?"
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Feb 12, 2008 20:09:34 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 12, 2008 20:09:34 GMT -5
"What the hell-" Anya said in suprise, watching Daine heal her kill. "After he kills who?" Anger boiled inside her. THIS was not part of the plan, she looked down as Dexter sat up, a look of calm on her face though she felt far from calm. "Cheryl? If you are referring to me it's Anya," she added calmly.
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Feb 12, 2008 20:22:30 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 12, 2008 20:22:30 GMT -5
"No, I'm actually refering to this dumb ass over here." He shoved a finger towards Edward. "My God. . . Was that just . . .Death?" Edward was twitching just a little bit. "No, it was probably God. Now that I have such a big fan base in Heaven, apparently, you are screwed, Gretchen." Dexter stood up and went to the kitchen. Edward expected him to come back in with one of the knives but, instead, he came back holding three sandwiches. He handed one to Edward and another to Anya. "So, was this going to be your wedding kill or something? Revenge, lust, boredom. . I wanna know both of your motives to kill me." "Simply put, I was just sick of you," Edward answered honestly. "Wow, that's always a good reason, isn't it? Don't you agree, Anya?"
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Feb 12, 2008 20:30:57 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 12, 2008 20:30:57 GMT -5
She took her sandwitch and causualy smashed it in her palm, throwing the remains in the trash. "See, personaly, I'm getting sick of you too, but sadly there is nothing I can do. After all your big 'fan club' did say we had to wait. And you do know that that women controlls everyone's death..Well, I don't know. I didn't believe she existed til then. I just heard rumors. Now before your head gets as big as a horses ass, there was one reason she kept you..." Anger was only barley visible in her to calm of a voice, her Bulgarian accent slowly coming back. "And the only reason I'm here is well, I need to kill someone of my own. And hey, an extra murder on the way sounded fun. And if you act like you know every trick, I don't care about damn humanity..." She crossed her arms over her chest and did not, no matter the urge, step foward. Mostly if she did she would try to strangle him, and well she didn't want to get on Death's list...
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Feb 12, 2008 20:49:11 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 12, 2008 20:49:11 GMT -5
"Apparently, you do, else you would be strangling me right now. I didn't take body language 101 for nothing, my dear. Nothing really gets past me." Dexter turned his back to his brother. Edward was about to bite into his sandwich when Dexter said, "And he is about to bite into his sandwich." Edward put it down. "He's putting it down now." Edward made it go into alittle airplane into his mouth, Dexter voiced this. "I know my brother." Dexter nodded. "I know the woman I'm supposed to kill. Her name is Azreal Longbottom and I slept with her three days back."
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Feb 13, 2008 18:01:21 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 13, 2008 18:01:21 GMT -5
"But, Dexy, do you know me? Some how I doubt you do. And please keep your strange sex life to your self, some of us here really don't want to hear about that," she said rolling her eyes. "Knowing two people is not going to help you survive when you are a muggle in a room full of thirty highly skilled wizards. Even if you were better trained than them, they could finish you off with a wand...You know what, I sound like I'm warning you don't I? Frankly I could care less how you handle yourself in that situation so don't waste your time telling me..." she said with a sweet smile. "Oh! I almost forgot!" she exclaimed suddenly, still not moving her eyes from Dexter. "My favorite soap opera plays in London! That means it's on tonight..."
ooc: I've been wanting her to say that for a while ^^
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Feb 16, 2008 12:12:12 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 16, 2008 12:12:12 GMT -5
"Sorry to tell you this, sweetheart, but I believe you know mewell enough to know that I would never put myself in that situation. Besides, I only see one real danger in this room and that is you. For all I know, you are screwing my brother to convince him to try and strange me with that piece of string he's picking up ruight now to floss his teeth." It was true. Edward was, in fact, beginning to floss his teeth like a proper British gentleman. "Thanks for calling me Dexy, but I'd appreciate it if you didn't, coppercurls." Dexter blinked as he considered something for a second. "Also, I'm rather surprised though. You seem so attracted in my brother . . . Maybe you just like the athletic types more, though." She made 'tsking' sounds. "I do hope you don't get any more bright ideas, though. I'm pretty damned sure you don't want that weird-ass witch on your doorstep should you decide to kill me before my newly righteous holy mission of murder is complete. I doubt you'll be able to get me before that, though." A little sound went through. It was a little twinkling a bells. Dexter looked around and then felt inside his pocjket. Past his nine milimeter was his cell phone. "Hello?" Dexter picked up. "Sweetheart, babe, I told you. I'm in London. No, I am not with another woman. I'm meeting Cynthia later. Then I have a business meeting with Scotland Yard Detective Azreal Longbottom . . Yah. Love you too babe, bye." He hung up.
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Feb 18, 2008 19:24:40 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 18, 2008 19:24:40 GMT -5
"Well you are smarter than you look. And why would I do that?" she said with a smirk. "No, once Death is done with that Az person, I can kill you anyway I like. Hell, I might not even have to kill you myself. I might not even be there. But continue to piss me off, I really wouldn't care about the seven foot undead idiot who thinks she can take over the world. And really I don't care about Death..." she added causually, like she was discussing the weather.
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Feb 19, 2008 17:33:47 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 19, 2008 17:33:47 GMT -5
"If that were true, you wouldn't be shaking," Dexter laughed. "Sorry, but it's hard to believe you. You are a decent actress, I'll admit. But you ain't no Daisy Adair, that's for sure. You wouldn't last five seconds in my interogation room." Edward finished flossing. "Dexter, I couldn't stand your interogation room. Mainly because it is painted barf green and smells like cheese." "Shut it, Ed," Dexter joked. Edward laughed along. "Notice how even after he attempted to kill me, we still joke?" Edward asked,. "Yeah, it's just like our family reunion!" Dexter added. "Hello?" Dexter's trunk began to move. A small voice came from it, now screaming: "HELLO?" "Oh God, you didn't!" Edward asked, looking to Dexter. "Do what?" "You know she wanted to see me! Oh God, Ashton!" Edward ran over to the trunk and zapped it. It popped open. He lifted it's contents up. It was a young girl, no younger than seven. Probably five or six. She was pretty, with auburn hair and brown eyes. She looked just like Dexter and Edward. "You let Ashton sneak in your luggage?" Edward asked. "Well, I sort-of figured she was asleep in her bed. That's what Paige said . .. Was there air holes?" Dexter questioned while Edward checked. There, in the side, was a huge hole. "Damn, now we have to take care of getting her home!" Dexter said. "I don't wanna go home, Dad!" Poor Ashton couldn't tell which was her father. "I'm not your Dad," Dexter said. "But I'm sure you'd like to meet him, right?" he asked. The little girl nodded. "He's right over there," he pointed at Edward and she came running. He gathered her into a hug, glaring at Dexter with his eyes and smiling at him with his lips. "He's still single, though," Dexter said to Anya. "Don't be unattracted because of him being a Dad. Dad's are sexy."
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Feb 19, 2008 17:45:49 GMT -5
Post by Bai on Feb 19, 2008 17:45:49 GMT -5
"Who's shaking? Really, maybe you are the one that's shaking because I haven't. And who the hell is Daisy? Some other prositute? And I think you are doubting me-what the hell?" she said, raising her eyebrows at the trunk. She watched the little girl with curious eyes and gave her a warm smile. Hey, children can be usefull. "Oh, I knew he had two kids. And I even know you took his ex-girlfriend. But, I didn't know that a kid could sit still that long since the time you flew from the United States to London...And stop trying to hook me up with your brother..." She added causually.
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Feb 19, 2008 18:09:23 GMT -5
Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 19, 2008 18:09:23 GMT -5
"Awn, but you two would go so well together! He can make un-witty remarks just like you, can act a lot better, though. I can barly stand watching him because he actually acts half-human. In fact, I bet if you two had a kid, it may even be fully human. I know Ash is, but only because she's got Paige's genes. She's rather the lady, you know. And no, Miss Adair is no prostitute. She's an undead of some sort, she has the same feel as Death. But anyways, she's far from a prostitute. A slut, maybe. But no prostitute." Edward kept hugging his kid. "And I did not run off with his girlfriend. I ran off with his wife, there's a difference."
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