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Post by sammanson on Jul 2, 2006 17:11:54 GMT -5
Danny heard a voice and looked out his window and saw a little girl flying through the air, he went ghost and zoomed after her "Danielle what are you doing here?
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Post by Karmaya on Jul 2, 2006 18:02:05 GMT -5
"who's danielle?" Karma said turning and seeing a ghost looking floating in front of her, "Hey ain't you Danny Phantom..." she said.
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Post by sammanson on Jul 2, 2006 19:24:32 GMT -5
Danny looked confused. "Then who are you? You look like my clo-- I mean cousin Danielle"
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Post by Karmaya on Jul 2, 2006 19:25:26 GMT -5
"My names Karmaya... or Karma for short ya know what goes around comes around..." She sighs still thinking of youngblood and how she could know him...
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Post by sammanson on Jul 2, 2006 19:26:45 GMT -5
"Carma?" He said confused... "your just a ghost right.. not a clone of a clone of me?"
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Post by Karmaya on Jul 2, 2006 19:29:11 GMT -5
"its Karma... with a K... not a C... you dolt of a ghost..." she frowned some, "and i'm a halfa if you must know..." Her mind then wandered to him..., "How do I know him green short pirate ghost is just stuck in me head..."
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Post by sammanson on Jul 2, 2006 19:30:43 GMT -5
"Hey! Dude, im not a dolt... and little green guy? Are you talking about Youngblood?" Danny replied frustratedly.
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Post by levantine on Jul 2, 2006 20:41:16 GMT -5
Ah, there it is. The famed Fenton home.
Upon a distant rooftop he stood; tall and lanky, his pale skin illuminated by the soft moonlight. It stood in contrast to his hair; long, unkempt, raven-black locks, dark as the midnight cloak he had donned before setting out. He beheld the ghost hunter's home through a spyglass- pitted and scarred as it was, it still served its purpouse well. He made silent note of the two halfers; Danny Phantom, and a young lady named Karma.
"Karma...," he tested the name out, rolling it about his tongue, focusing his cold green eyes on the window they conversed at. "And the famed Danny Phantom."
I can't know what to expect. He reached into his cloak, into the scabbard slung around his left shoulder- and removed a ridiculously large revolver. A .454 cassul Taurus Raging Bull; but this was no ordinary weapon. His rounds he took excellent care of- giving each slug a thick glazing of ectoplasm, in order to be serviceable against ghosts, and halfers in ghost mode. He truly did not want to shoot a legend, or his company- but he never knew. He had been surprised before.
He stood still a moment longer- then smiled gently. He let his material form slip away, away, back to the nothing- until he became a visible imprint of his own consciousness, free-floating. He, too, was a halfer, and took great pride in it. It helped him dearly in his ventures.
As he began his approach, the words rang in his mind-
"I only want you to keep an eye on him, and anyone he is in contact with," Plasmius uttered, "Not to attack him. No, leave that to me. The pay is excellent, and you won't have to do anything beyond that. I hired you as scout, Levantine, but don't be afraid to get in close."
He drifted through the night, sailing loftily over the empty streets below, smiling detachedly- but never taking his eyes off of the two. He came as close as a single rooftop away from the Fenton home, and then stopped, allowing his material form to return to him. He fell upon the rooftop with a quiet thump, wondering if that was enough to alert the two to his presence.
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Post by Karmaya on Jul 3, 2006 21:14:33 GMT -5
Karma's eyes ranged the street as a small thud echoed, "I'll be right back... and yes... youngblood is who I bes talking about..." she whispered and melted into the building they were beside.
Floating up she landed and reappeared behind the person, "who are you and why are you here?" She put her hands on her hips and came into the moonlight so the person could see her short form. He was taller then her and much more fit then her small lims, but she was very strong inspite of her looks and her form.
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Post by levantine on Jul 3, 2006 21:19:26 GMT -5
He turned slowly, deliberately drawing it out- getting his first glimpse of her, Karma, as he pivoted. When he came to a stop, he took in her frame fully- short. But most likely, a lot tougher than she looked. Offering her a gentle grin, he didn't go for his revolver- yet.
"I'm naught, but a curious bystander, miss. I mean no harm."
Still grinning, he became intangible again. No, I mean no harm, but Plasmius does.
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Post by Karmaya on Jul 3, 2006 21:22:52 GMT -5
She moved around him looking him up and down... something wasn't right hm... maybe making him like her would help her get to the bottom of this... yes... that would be the pppperfect way... Smiling inwardly she grabbed his arm before he could turn intangeable.
"Stop... don't go..." she smiled batting her eyelashes at him trying to make him nervous.
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Post by levantine on Jul 3, 2006 21:27:59 GMT -5
He stopped halfway to ghost-form, quirking an eyebrow at her attempts to do him one over. While he was a mere human for now, there were some things that stuck with him, regardless. His eyes narrowed somewhat, and he focused on her, projecting his thoughts-
I don't suggest you try that; it won't work. I'm not your average male, to be won over by basic womanly charms.
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Post by Karmaya on Jul 3, 2006 21:44:04 GMT -5
of course... she thought biting her lip no love in you ay... hm.... interesting... then something flew her a picture of vlad flew across her eyes then it was gone... snapping her head up she figured it out and backed away from him...
"So thats your motive is it?" she said anger in her voice as her hands glowed red and a red shine began to emit from her body, "you dare mess with danny or any other ghosts like him or my youngblood and you'll never... I repeat never see the light of day again!!!!!!!"
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Post by levantine on Jul 4, 2006 9:56:28 GMT -5
There is love in me; but my lust is tamed. But, look at you now!
His grin widened at her display of anger, as he reached back into his jacket; fingers enclosing the grip of his revolver, as he drew it out. With a soft click, the chamber came free- his free hand producing a single ectoslug. Calmly he slid it into the chamber, letting it fall back into the weapon's frame with a gentle flick of his wrist. He did not level it at her, merely caught her eyes.
"I was telling the truth, you know; I mean no harm. I've merely been hired to watch." But what there was to watch? They'd soon know. And as soon as his job was done, Levantine thought, he'd put a stop to it. He had principles- but he needed money to support said principles. He just had to keep the little princess from blowing her top too early.
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Post by Karmaya on Jul 5, 2006 19:57:24 GMT -5
what the? not meaning to hurt anyone? watching? ok... something smells fishy... Vlad never hires someone without the intent to hurt them... so why would he hire a surveyor... Shaking the thoughts out of her head she continued to observe the boy... he seemed to nice to use the kind of weapon in his hands, but maybe the outside wasn't the same as the inside... that she wasn't sure of. calming down and letting the glow disaperate she fell to her knees and then stood.
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