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Post by Morrigu on Dec 17, 2006 19:54:03 GMT -5
Nathan was a 27 year-old pyro-kinetic. he'd been living in the city for for several months now, doing odd jobs for anyone who could pay him. but right now, money was not his primary concern. he was more worried about the person following him.
Nathan thought he kept hearing faint foot steps and seeing movement out of the corner of his eye but when he'd nonchalantly glanced over his shoulder for a better look he couldn't see anyone and that did not bode well. his mother had always told him not to walk down dark alleys at night, maybe he should have listened...
He walked faster, he was almost there now, a few more minutes and he would have no need to worry. he laughed at himself he was being paranoid but it paid to be cautious. he turned a corner and came to a door in the side of the alley. he knocked four times and when the door opened he went inside.
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Post by Raven on Dec 22, 2006 11:24:21 GMT -5
A figure watched him go in from the shadows, and smirked. He had been following this pyro for quite some time. He did not have much else to do, and thus made himself content to people watch. Most people would not have even noticed his presence at all, but this one seemed sharper then most.
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Post by Morrigu on Dec 23, 2006 14:21:21 GMT -5
"you're late," said Damas. Nathan glanced at his watch. 11:02, yea so late, he thought and sighed he was not in the mood for games. "what's the job?" Nathan asked. he listened to Damas describe the details. nothing special, just some evidence he wanted destroyed. most of his jobs were something similar. his "talent" was great for getting rid of things without leaving any traceable sings. "come back after the job and i'll pay you then," concluded Damas. Nathan turned towards the door then hesitated remembering that someone or something followed him here. "everything ok?" Damas asked. "yea," he was overreacting. he had no evidence he was being followed, just a feeling and if he had been they had probably lost interest while he was inside. he reached for the door handle. he couldnt stay here forever, Damas was not the best company. he turned the handle and walked down the ally heading home.
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Post by Raven on Dec 23, 2006 17:23:56 GMT -5
Once again, he watched him from the shadows. But this time he stayed where he was, "follow him." he whispered to someone unseen. There was no reply to that command that could be heard,but it was done. Whoever, or whatever it was, slinked through the shadows, tailing him on his way back home.
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Post by Morrigu on Dec 24, 2006 12:36:15 GMT -5
ok, he was sure he wasnt just being paranoid. someone was deffinantly following him. he speed up, trying to thinking who might want to harm him. other then some of his former employers he couldnt think of anyone. and it couldnt be them, he made a point of not working for anyone who either he couldnt kick their ass or would care enough about his knowledge to get rid of him. if it wasnt personal it was probably to do with his power and that was not a good sign. maybe some psyco human who'd leanred of the supernatural world had decided to collect "specimans". he shivered, he'd prefer a supernatural mass murderer. death was much more appealing then being locked in a cage for the rest of his life.
whoever it was they were still following him. he couldnt go home, he couldnt go anywhere he usually did, that would make it too easy for them. he saw a bar up ahead and decided to go for a drink and hoped they'd lose interest.
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Post by Raven on Dec 24, 2006 19:35:42 GMT -5
He, or it, sped up; closing the gap. It wasnt long before the persuer was following only a few feet befhind.
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Post by Morrigu on Dec 24, 2006 19:40:37 GMT -5
he was almost at the bar now, just a few more yards and he would be safe for awhile. Nathan was sure whoever it wasnt wouldnt attack inside with witnesses.
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Post by Raven on Dec 24, 2006 19:56:08 GMT -5
He/it stayed on his trail, not straying from him more then a couple feet the entire time. Unbeknownst to him, there was no interest in hurting him, they were merely watching,observing.
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Post by Morrigu on Dec 24, 2006 20:06:38 GMT -5
Nathan went inside the bar. after an hour he came back out, heading home then realizing he was still being followed he saw a movie in a thearter he passed. he did this several more times. still being followed he stop in a random bar or whatever he passed. when he could barely keep his eyes open anylonger he found a small motel, got the cheepest room, and slept uneasily.
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Post by Raven on Dec 24, 2006 20:21:04 GMT -5
They slipped in the door, as if it didnt exist, and sat on the floor watching. There they stayed through the night, always watching him.
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Post by Morrigu on Dec 24, 2006 20:25:43 GMT -5
After several days of this, he went home and back to his usual life for the most part. he guess he was just being paranoid and if not? well they hadn't done anything yet, maybe they wouldnt. it still freaked him out though.
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Post by Raven on Dec 24, 2006 20:43:50 GMT -5
They had watched him the entire time. Staying in the shadows of his home, or wherever it is he happened to go. They had not even made their presence known, and thus had not done any harm other then that he felt watched.
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Post by Morrigu on Dec 24, 2006 20:52:54 GMT -5
he was getting quite sick of this feeling and beginning to wonder if he should see about taking medication. however he wasnt ready to give up on his sanity just yet. he was walking aimlessly one night, down a deserted street when he suddenlyturned around attempting to catch whatever it was off guard. as he suspected nothing was there, well it was worth a shot. "who are you? i know you're there. enough silently following me, what do you want?" he called into the darkness.
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Post by Raven on Dec 24, 2006 20:56:16 GMT -5
It almost worked, out of the corner of his eye he could see something slinking into the shadows. Whatever it was it didnt seem human, but it was there. It made no reply to his question, just watching from the shadows still.
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Post by Morrigu on Dec 25, 2006 12:17:12 GMT -5
"what the f%#@ do you want with me?!?!" he yelled turning to try to see whatever it was, at first he got a glance or two of it but then he couldnt see anything. what was that thing? why was it here? and why was it watching him? this was really freaking him out. he yelled in frustration.
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