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N E P H I L I M Anthony "Tony" Ascot half-angel, half-human independent oc rp blog #notyouraveragehunter

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I MOVED BLOGS ALRIGHT so you can go check it out if you're still interested. don't be afraid to hit me up as well if you wanna plot because i alwaaaaaaaays want to plot. okay? okay.

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"A nephilim?"

"An offspring of angel and human?"

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"Aye."

"And you're a . . . ?"

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"I get it. Now stop being a parrot." she told him, shaking her head like a mother would do to her child. "And yes, good guess. I’m the girl who loves to walk by the beach. How did you know?" Raises an eyebrow at him.

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Another shrug leaves his shoulder. "How was I supposed to know? It was just a guess." Anthony admitted, ruffling his head. "Am I supposed to guess your name now?" he asked.

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if you happen to be rping with me or want to, please read the about page right now. big changes have been made and i'm sure reading or skimming it won't take an hour. thanks in advance for those who do.

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what the fuck all the terms for supernatural creatures are mixed up on the internet ugh

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The Hunter and The Huntress || {Raine+Tony}

Assassin (As-sas-sin) - One who murders by surprise attack, especially one who carries out a plot to kill a prominent person.

Assassin. This is what Laurraine is. It’s in her blood, it’s in her soul, it’s in her mind… it’s what makes up her identity and her reputation. She is a murderer as what people would describe her. But no, she does not see herself in that matter, for what she simply does is hunt people down who have done wrong, which has affected the society in a way that has ruined thousands of lives due to their own unreasonable purpose. 

She’s an Assassin. 

A different type of Assassin.

So, on the night of 26th of November, she was at it again. She was in the midst of the shadows of the dim lights, her eyes searching for her prey as her ears were carefully listening for any sort of sounds that might give away her target’s location. Her footsteps were quiet against the stoned flooring, despite having to run a few times just to close a few distances. And before you know it, she was already hearing a couple of whispers echoing through the empty hall.

The target was close. 

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What was someone like him doing in the dark with a hood on, a cigarette between his fingers despite his location with head bent low as his eyes watched the empty hall? Waiting for the right time to eliminate a target. What else would a shadowed nephilim be doing in such a place? It can't be to steal, right?

Stepping out of the shadowed corner, Anthony began to tread lightly on with only one thought on his head: Eliminate the target than leave. No distractions, no anything. But days were always full of unexpected twists and turns and this time, the male was hoping he'd not encounter something that would damage his plan or do any critical changes. He hated it whenever that happened. He hated failing in anything he does. Not exactly a good thing.

Maybe it was kind of suspicious and peculiar to see someone in a hood with his head bent low and a cigarette in hand if someone passed by him, especially in such a place. Quite carelessly, he tossed the cigarette away and continued walking with eyes looking ahead with wary. He was getting closer, with every step he took.

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"Yes, but then again, the is exception to everything."

"Especially seeing as I can’t read your soul and I have no idea who you actually are." 

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"There's always an exception."

"Hmm, read my soul? You really are a surprise." Pause. "Well, you can call me a nephilim."

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{ ☯ } -    She watched him shrug, an eyebrow raised with suspicion. “Really?” she questions, sighing at the obvious. “Well, I’m someone you don’t know either.” the girl retorts. Lame.

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"Really, really." he answered, quite humorously as he jammed his hands into his pockets. "Obviously, not someone I know. We've never met. You must be the girl who loves to walk by the beach." he joked, chuckling. Much lamer.

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"Don’t know." she shrugged and gave a nervous half laugh. "Spell gone wrong?" she meant it as a joke of course. Most people didn’t know about spells.

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"Perhaps." he replied with another shrug of his shoulders. 

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"It takes one look at them to realize just how corrupt their souls actually are." 

"Between heaven and hell… Angel turned to demon?" 

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"Well, you know. In the end, no matter how hard they try to hide it, some will still see how bad they actually are."

"Um, close enough? No."

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{ ☯ } -    The girl notices the figure in the distance begin to walk towards. Friendly enough? Without further doubts, she too began to walk forward, a breeze blowing strands of hair away. “And who might you be?” she called out.

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. Why did he always have to be stuck and caught in situations such as these? An immediate shrug was his first reaction, stopping dead in his tracks. "Somebody you don't know." Obviously. "And you are?"

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"I… just told you my name was Grace… we’ve already gone through this. Are you okay?" she asked, hand automatically coming up to check the strangers head for his temperature. She’d been talking to herself when he asked if she’d said something then they introduced each other and now they were here. "Tourist is good. Welcome to New York."

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A hand reached to 'slap' himself at how forgetful and stupid her was. "Of course, Grace." he chuckled lightly at her simple action, like she was checking his temperature. "I'm not sick, just . . . headache. And, uh, New York? Wow . . . How did I get here, anyway?"

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OOC: ahem yes i'm still here and the reason as to why replies are not out yet is because the last time i tried to talk tony into doing drafts

this happened and i just lost all my shit with the bastard *sigh*

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{ ☯ } -    Wait, is that … a someone? The figure from the distance caught Annabel’s eye and she began to wonder who it was. Of all possibilities, she hoped it would not be Edgar; bloody lad seemed to follow her around. But maybe it was him, seeing that the figure was obviously a male. Yet maybe not. And she hoped so.

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By the outline of the stranger, he could clearly see that the person was a she. Maybe he could ask her where he was. Despite how much he wanted to forget everything, it would be unwise for him to get lost in the place. Deciding, he began to walk in her direction.

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"Tony." she said the word like she was testing it on her tongue. "I like that. Tony. It’s a good name." she smiled brightly at him for a long moment before she finally offered her hand to shake. "Nice to meet you! Are you from around here?"

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His head bobbed up and down in acknowledgement when she echoed his name, a small smile crossing his face. "And you are?" he then asked, reaching for her hand before giving it a squeeze. "Nice to meet you too. And you could say that I'm just exploring the place. Tourist."

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{ quid pro quo }

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|| ❦ || →          ”Exactly.” she replied with a wink of her eye- Jackie, what are you doing? “And deal, a so-so deal. I’ll keep your secrets safe, you do the same. Quid pro quo, you copy?” she chuckled. “And please, you’re face is not really handsome.” she joked, wondering if he’d get it. “Sure, guessing game; you’re on. Jackie, and you?”

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He gave a nod of his head upon hearing her words. He was relieved and quite happy, to be honest. "Quid pro quo, eh? Copy that, ma'am." he replied, chuckling. "Whatever, man. Your taste is absolutely weird. And I'm Tony." answered the nephilim, winking back.