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CRASH!! / Tell me where you have hidden the Sabina pup and I will spare his PATHETIC life! / WHAT are you two doing in -- OH MY GOD!! |
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The pup, NOW!!! / I don't have any puppy! / Mama, get out of here!! RUN! / Chik! Clik! / ? / Rover, you put that boy down a'fore I splatter what brains you got all over them walls! / I'm waitin'. / Grrrr! |
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I said GET! / Arrggghh!! / Let's get the hell out of here! / CRASH! |
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I'm going after them! / NO! I need help with Ruth and Jubal. / I'm fine. I'm fine. If I can't shoo a werewolf out of my own house, I might as well be done with. How's the boy? / And in the end... / He may have a concussion. He was slammed into the wall pretty hard. / Oh yeah? / You're going to be okay. / That's it! You could have been killed... because of me! I'm going after them! / NO! We need you HERE!! / OKAY! OKAY! |
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Is he going to be okay? / He'll live, but with that concussion I'd feel better if someone saw him. / I'll call Jacob. / Chelsea, he was scratched by one of those... things. Jubal won't turn into one of them, will he? / It doesn't work that way. Not usually. Damn, I should have gone after them! / And left us here alone? What if others come back, Chelsea? / Ruth can't GUN them all down! / Although, I'm sure she'd try, hehe. / Rover. / ? / Heh hehe. / Hahahaha. / Someone want to clue me in on the jest? |
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Just as you thought, a mild concussion. / You're a doctor too? / Obviously. / A bit of rest and you should be fit as a fiddle! / Do I get a lollipop? / I must say that I am not surprised by the werewolf attack. The situation in the wolf community is quite volatile at the moment and bringing back the wolf pup would be quite a feather in one's cap. / Seriously, do I get a lollipop? / However, the attack is in violation of Council Law and if you wish me to contact Timon, I will do so directly. / I just want it all to be over. / Then to that end, I bring your adornments... / ... and with a bit of magick... / ... voila! / You've got to be kidding. / Never mind the lollipop, does she get to keep that? |
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I'm not going to wear this for anybody or any reason! / THEN YOU'LL WEAR NOTHING! / Not my baby!! / Chelsea, you must understand these are centuries-old customs and we must adhere to them! / Then you wear it! / Best she relieve her frustrations now. Timon will be here directly. Hopefully she will be in better form for him. / I'll make some tea. / Jacob, I'm going with Chelsea to this Council thing. / My dear Diane, you must understand. / I'M GOING! / Chelsea? / Chels? |
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What is this, Jerrik? Why have you called us here in SECRET? / Our Alpha was slain by the Black Clan, and that act must be properly avenged. However, as strong as we are, we may need allies to crush the Blacks. Events will unfold today that will gain us those allies and much more. / And who are these ALLIES? / The Tepes Vampires. / You are insane! The Tepes will not ally with us! They bow to no leader but DRACULA, and he is DEAD! / Good and dead! / Grrrrrrr! / Is there something you wish to TELL us, Elder Jerrik? |
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I will tell you that this day will change history! / Not only will we have our vengeance upon the Black Wolf Clan, but with the help of the Tepes and their followers we will plant the seeds to return home. / No more will we be trapped in this territorial dimension. No more will we be forced to hunt weak prey or suffer a slow extinction. / We will rise triumphant again. We will go home. / THIS IS OUR HOME! It has been since the Portal Wars and most among us know no other! / To ally with the Tepes for a memory is foolish at best. We WILL have our vengeance upon the Blacks, but without the aid of any... ally. / Home. Yes. I remember home. / I remember home!! / Arrrrr! / Good evening. |
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I am to meet the Elder, Jerrik at this location. / Are we allies with the blood-bag NOSFERATU now? / I am Kern, son of Lilith! Leader of what you call the Nosferatu! / And I come to lend our strength to your cause with the Black Wolf Clan, courtesy of the Tepes, of course. We are many. We are loyal. / Your offer not only offends us, but it is a violation of Council Law. Our Elder is misguided in seeking this alliance. His soul bleeds for our Alpha, and thus he is forgiven. You, Kern are not. Go! / Yes, a violation it would be, but things change my furry friend... / ... things change. |
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A victory dance already, Gustov? / We are not celebrating victory. Not just yet. / This is more an act of self-indulgence. A stroll through simple pleasures before uncertain times. / A last dance, before HE returns. / So, you want me to keep this Hootchie-Kootchie outfit, huh? / Well... |
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Hotchie-Kootchie outfit? Y-You made a joke. / That was a joke, right? / Yeah, it was. / Jubal, am I being a bitch? / What? No. / I've been thinking about what you said before the werewolves stopped by. You know, the responsibility jazz. / You could have been killed. Mama could have been killed. Grandma... heh... / I'd like to think Grandma could take care of herself, but I know better. / I don't want this damned curse! / I don't want the responsibility! / But I have it... / ... and I'm going to start using it. |
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Incidently, that wrap does have a story behind it. / Oh? / It was worn by Rosheen, an Irish High Priestess of a rather large Gaelic coven. / Rosheen was accused of murdering a Red Wolf pup from the Chanda Pack. / The witch endured Lilith's interrogation. After several days she was DECLARED innocent, and rightly so. A rival pack elder had accidently killed the young wolf. / After that embarrassment, the wolf elders of all the clans allowed mind probes as a way to seek the truth. A bit of PRESSURE was put on them by the Council. / Rosheen was only permitted to wear this wrap because of her standing in the Netherworld community, but it has since become a symbol of ENLIGHTENMENT. / So, when you walk into the Council chambers, you WILL turn heads. / I'll say. / What I am getting at, my dear young witch, is that you should be honored to wear that wrap, not ashamed. / Thank you. I am honored. / Well... / Are we all ready to go? |
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So, this key represents the Great Horned God. Hmmm. A rather fitting representation for a wizard. / As the Great Horned God was the consort of the Goddess, Timon the First saw himself a consort of magick, in a manner of speaking. / Each chamber key represents each member. / Lilith is represented by her inner self, an owl. I suppose the old girl can be wise, despite her outer demeanor. / That makes the wolf seem so simple. I suppose they are. / Actually, that's a portrait of Conall, the first wolf councilor. He was said to have quite the ego. / Okay, next stop Ardeche. / *Sigh* I wish we could spend more time there. I've never been to France. / It's just a pit stop, my dear. / That reminds me. Do you have on your DEPENDS? / *Sigh* Yes, Akemi, I have them on. |
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Mama, you are not going. I'll be fine, but I can't guarantee the same for you. / I'm going to be there for you! / There may be dangers. / I -- poo on dangers!! / I'll be right back. / Ready? / If you are. / CHELSEA! / We'll be right back, Mama. / I love you, Mama. / CHELSEA!! |
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Ardèche, France. / Hey Babs, we better hit the trail. I have to meet Mr. Timon and the rest in an hour. / Oh, Harry. Couldn't we scoot on over to the aqueduct first? I wanted to see the aqueduct. / We'll see the Aqueduct tomorrow before we leave for home. / But you said Mr. Timon was going to show us around the Louvre tomorrow. I want to see the Mona Lisa. We at least should see the Mona Lisa. / We'll see the Mona Lisa AND the aqueduct. / I promise. / I should hope so. Come all the way to France... we should at least see the Mona Lisa. / Yes Ma'am. |
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Are you ready, Morana? / You are so eager to crash their little party, Gustov. Are you sure that is wise? / Wise? My dear, sweet, undead companion, it is absolutely imperative for the element of surprise. / Any news of Mina? / No, Senorita Lilith. We have no news. / We have scouts searching, but we fear she has made her final choice. / Thank you, Maritza. I must say... part of me had hoped Mina would have chosen otherwise, but that point is now moot. / Her betrayal is complete, but I will take some pity on my dutiful companion. / Before we go, send this order out to all. Wilhelmina Murray's life is to be taken quickly. Show her mercy and respect. This order is not to be challenged. / Unless I happen on her first. |
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Mama, what are you doing?? / Hey, this isn't France. This is -- / What the HELL is SHE doing here?!! / CORRINE? / Maybe I SHOULD have stayed back there. / Love you too mother. / Nice outfit, sis. Anyway, can someone tell me just what the BLOODY HELL that woman is doing here? / Understandably concerned for her daughter, Mrs. Monroe stowed away in our portal. A noble, but dangerous feat. / So, mummy's protecting the good daughter, hmmm? |
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I'm going with Chelsea because she's my daughter, and she didn't burn down my house with ME in it! / Not over that yet? Tsk. Tsk. / Will someone please tell me what we're doing HERE? / Jacob told me about the PLAN, so I says to him, you're going to need back up to not screw this up. / When we do expose whoever is trying to frame the Good Witch of the South over here, I'll be ready. Don't get me wrong, Jacob and Timon are fine wizards, but they're bullocks as far as any real strength is concerned. / I beg your pardon? / What is it with that FAKE British accent? / I lived in England for a time. I just picked it up! / But you're not there now. / Heh. / Okay, so your real voice is a little TWANGY. I think it happens to be very pretty. / Chelsea, GET over here! |
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Look, I don't want mama here any more than you, but she is our mother. / This is not about that. / LILITH. / I know she has agreed to participate in this little scheme, but you need to be careful. / Even though she's pledged to do you no harm... / Let me guess... / ... she likes to play with semantics. / More than most world leaders. / You'll be bound both physically and magickally. / Been there, done that. / We both have. / Lilith respects confidence, but not too much, if you know what I mean. If she asks you anything, be honest. Above all, show her no fear or anger. / What will she really do to me? / What's your worst fear? |
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My worst fear?! Wha -- / I'm just messing with you on that WORST FEAR thing. There's no telling what that SAUCY VAMP will do with you. / You evil BITCH!! / At least you finally got THAT out of your system. / It's going to be okay, Chels. LIL may play with semantics, but she'd never go back on her word. / I doubt she'll even tickle you. / Well, not much anyway. / Goddess, give me strength. |
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Are you two through, or do you want to go ANOTHER round?! / She was MEAN to me!! / Nyyhhh! / She's mean to EVERYBODY! / She ALWAYS has been. / If I may, please let us leave the emotions until later. / Fine! Whatever! / You know that way, Scotty. Beam us up. / You. Are such. A dork. |
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So, this Rose chick vamps me and leaves me high and dry. No vampire manual, no nothing, but that's not the point. I helped this Rose split up Chelsea and my best friend, Jubal. Rose told me everything would be better for Chels being with her own kind. I'm a freaking dead body playing mosquito. What do I know? / The real reason all this went down was 'cause Rose has this love-on for Chelsea, but in the end, it don't work out. Rose was extra crisped by the sun, and Chelsea goes home and back to Jubal. / I'm a vampire, a monster. I've killed people for food, and it didn't bother me. Well, not after I rationalized it, it didn't. What I can't get is why I'm telling you this. I've been a vampire for over a year and I still feel guilty for running over my brother's pet rat twenty years ago. I thought I was supposed to be all evil now. / What gives? / We can't all be like this, can we? / I wouldn't get too chummy with that hound. / I'm just passing the time. Someone to talk to. / Talk to someone else. Gustov and Morana have some very special plans for that one. He's going to help change our world. |
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So, what are they going to do with the little guy? / Why should you care? / I don't know. Why don't you tell me. / Is everyone here? / / Must you always be so DRAMATIC, Lil? / I merely wanted to gain everyone's attention. / You certainly gained MINE. / GUSTOV of the NIX. Why am I not SURPRISED? / No reason you should be, my dear. / I KNOW them. |
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YOU!!! / You tried to kill me!!! / You killed Ro -- / GAAAA!!! MY HEAD! MY HEAD!!! STOP IT! / The witch attacked unexpectedly. I had to defend myself. / Did I ask? / Stop it! Stop it!!! / My apologies to all. I will take away her pain. / That was a new maneuver on your part. / I... suppose it was. |
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If we are all finished with the hostilities, may I walk the uninitiated through a brief introduction? / By all means, bore us all to tears. / We are in a cave beneath Ardeche, France, a cave that has remained undiscovered by inhumanity for the last 10,000 years. A cave that is, for all practical purposes, the entrance to the chambers of the Council of Three. / In just a moment we will UNLOCK the door to the chamber with our keys. Each key represents one of the Council members... Harry, the werewolf councilor, Lilith, the vampire councilor and a founding member, and myself, the practitioner or WIZARD councilor. / Any questions? / Before the rest of you grow old and die, may we get on with this? / I was merely waiting for your required sarcastic retort. / How kind. |
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Welcome to where magick and matter were born. / Scattered about this ISLAND are portals to different universes, dimensions and times. / Created by GODS or beings that were forgotten eons ago, we have adopted this place as our Council chambers. / As it was 10,000 years ago, so it is again that we assemble to judge our own kind. / Let us enter with the blood and the mercy of our history in our hearts. / All that to come back here? |
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I believe you were on Mel's little ISLAND over there. One of the perks one gets when one is intimately involved with a Council member. / Mr. Timon and you are... / Hardly. / May I proceed? / No kin shall make war upon another kin for any reason, lest they feel my full wrath! So declares Lilith, martriarch of the vampires. So declares the Council of Three! / She loves making it hail. |
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I see you chose not to go with the whole speech. Too bad. I do so enjoy seeing the twinkle in your eye when you start talking about the flaying of flesh. / Bite me. / T, guard the vault. If anyone attempts to enter it, kill them. Mrs. Svoboda, go prepare the interrogation chamber as we discussed. / Yes Ma'am. / Yes Ma'am. / Svoboda? / Gustov, a word if you don't mind. / I know what you are up to. / Attempt even to get up off the ground, and Maritza will gut you and feed your entrails to your woman. / That is an interesting WRAP the witch is wearing, aye, vampire. / And I always thought you liked your victims SKYCLAD before torturing them. |
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According to Council Law the accused is to be presented skyclad. / Unless she is of substantial rank in the Netherworld. Then simple attire is permitted. / What rank does she hold that allows her to MOCK us? / Let me guess. You believe the witch is the MAGICAL PUREBLOOD or the VENE-SEACH'BUI REGINA. / A what? / There is evidence for this. / REGINA or not, allowing her to wear the WRAP OF ROSHEEN is an INSULT to the Red Wolf Clan. / Wait, what the hell is a Ven -- Ven... whatever it was he just said?? |
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