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Post by Keira Halliwell on Jul 13, 2007 12:31:57 GMT -5
Keira heart blinked herself, Noel and Kaelyn behind a tree not to far from the entrance of Fall Back. There were alot of teenagers around their age crowding the entrance, some of which got in and some that didn't. Two girls that were standing beside each guard on either side of the entrance look suspiciously like Furies to Keira, but she decided to ignore that. They were here to have fun, not to focus on magic.
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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 13, 2007 21:44:13 GMT -5
"Hey! Don't touch that!"
Christina yelled at the various non-magical and magical teenagers hanging around her club. "That too!" She was having a real hard time trying to handle these darn teenagers. And the Rachelle girl. Were there really Halliwells coming?
She dismissed the question and watched the entrance carefully, yawning loudly. She had a migraine, and it wasn't very nice. Stupid pounding music. She squinted as she saw a faint light somewhere beyond the entrance, and she leaned to one side to get a better look. She still couldn't see anything. She glanced at her Fury guards. They seemed to be half asleep. Gosh. Why was it always midnight when the kids started playing with flashlights?
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Post by Noel Tatum on Jul 13, 2007 23:29:01 GMT -5
"Okay blinking and shimmering: way different." Noel shook her head to get the ringing out of her ears and the straightened out her outfit. She noticed the people by the door and could've sworn they looked like furies. She was absolutely sure of it. She saw Kiera notice it to but since she didn't say anything abut it Noel decided to follow her lead. "So are we ready or what?" she asked breaking out her ID with a smirk. |
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Post by Kaelyn Halliwell on Jul 14, 2007 12:05:02 GMT -5
"I think I prefer orbing to heart blinking." She muttered. She glanced at the women near the door, they looked like furies but she could be wrong. This was one night that she wasn't going to worry about magic - I mean she deserved at least one night that was magic free. "We here to have fun or just stand here?" She asked with a smile and got her I.D out. Most of the time she didn't need her I.D but some clubs were really funny so she brought it anyway.
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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 14, 2007 20:40:26 GMT -5
Christina sighed. Sleeping guards. What else? Se would have to fire them later. Pushing them out of the way, she leaned against the entrance and looked at the kids around the entrance. Sighing, she looked over their heads and looked down at her nails. She considered for a second then bit them.
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Post by Noel Tatum on Jul 14, 2007 23:28:50 GMT -5
Noel led the way to the door. She waited in the line which she hated. She couldn't stand waiting in line and she was impatient. She couldn't believe how many people were here. *This club must be good if everybody wants to get in* she thought to herself. |
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Post by Keira Halliwell on Jul 15, 2007 6:40:16 GMT -5
"Hey...orbing leaves you off balance," she said defensively, though she had never been shimmered so she wouldn't know about that one. Keira followed after Noel, taking out her own ID on the way. It slipped out of her hand and she heard a slight clatter and knew it had fallen. She sighed, annoyed, and picked it off the ground before straightening up. Her telepathy accidentally...activated somehow, as it rarely worked, and she heard Noel's thoughts. "Told you.."
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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 15, 2007 8:48:06 GMT -5
Christina watched as the line moved. "Go away, go away... underage! Go, go, go!" Christina shooed the underage teens away and continued biting her nails and rubbing her eyes. She herself was very tired, but what could she do about it?
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Post by Noel Tatum on Jul 15, 2007 17:01:45 GMT -5
Noel figured she had heard her thoughts with telepathy. "Yeah you did." She made it the the front of the line and thought *Finally*. She handed her ID to the blonde chick that was standing in the front since the other two seemed....unfocused to say the least. She'd been sneaking into clubs since she was 16. When she turned 18 she was legal so she didn't have to sneak in anymore unless she wanted to do it for the thrill. Now that she was 19 she was more than happy to flash her ID. |
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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 16, 2007 3:37:22 GMT -5
Christina eyed the girl and the two Halliwells behind her. Snarling, she said, "Noel Tatum, 19. Is that right?" Waiting impatiently for a response, she tossed the ID back and glared at her. Dirty Halliwells and friend. she thought.
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Post by Noel Tatum on Jul 17, 2007 22:26:13 GMT -5
Noel got her ID back. "Yeah that's right." *That's what it says isn't it* she thought to herself. She wanted to say it outloud but she decided against it. she didn't like the way the woman was looking at her either. |
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Post by Kaelyn Halliwell on Jul 18, 2007 16:34:31 GMT -5
Kaelyn showed Christina her I.D she was the same age as Noel. Kaelyn was more patient that Keira and Noel but she still hated queues. She didn't like the way that Christina had looked at them.
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Post by Noel Tatum on Jul 18, 2007 23:40:36 GMT -5
It was moments like these that Noel hated that Kaelyn wasn't the one with telepathy. She didn't like the way that the girl was looking at them and she could tell that Kaelyn felt the same. *There something strange about her* she thought to herself. |
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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 19, 2007 1:41:15 GMT -5
"Alright. You both can go in." Christina lat them pass but as they went through she hissed, "Halliwell and friend." She held her hand up in front of Keira. "ID." She said gruffly.
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Post by Keira Halliwell on Jul 19, 2007 10:56:48 GMT -5
Keira didn't like the way she was behaving at all, and she looked more like a fury than ever- just without the talons which could be concealed. She handed over the ID with was a fake she had talked Kaelyn into materializing for her, she it actually showed her the same age as Kaelyn. She didn't look any younger than the other two, and the ID was perfect so she knew there was no way of Christina knowing.
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