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Post by Danny Ketch on Jun 1, 2011 17:23:03 GMT
The world had changed in the five years Danny had been dead. Rider were popping up all over the place like dandelions, dandelions wielding powers that no man could handle with their sanity in tact. No wonder Azrael thought Danny would need help to cleanse the Earth.
He was wrong of course, ever Rider in the world will kneel at Danny Ketch's feet and surrender their powers to him before the year is out, the other horsemen will just get in the way. That's why he was here, looking for the ability to store his power without Azrael to do things on his own again. All he needs is a Gaia Memory of a Spirit of Vengeance.
This was the fifth memory dealer he shook down tonight alone, seventeenth all week. None of them had what he needed but this one had the next best thing, he had a name of someone who might, "Elizabeth Clarke". In gratitude for the information he grants the dealer a swift death and spares him the pain of a penance stare before riding into the night looking for this Elizabeth Clarke.
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Post by [Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke on Jun 3, 2011 21:47:53 GMT
Elizabeth yawned, curling up against the side of the car as her butler drove. She rubbed her eyes, staring out the window with her eyes half closed.
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Post by Danny Ketch on Jun 4, 2011 1:04:18 GMT
Danny hopped this was the right Elizabeth Clarke, he'd hate to do this to an innocent rich girl. When the car stops at a red light he pulls his bike up beside it, pulls out his shotgun and points it towards the driver's window. "Pull over."
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Post by [Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke on Jun 11, 2011 9:25:06 GMT
[Sorry, had no idea you had posted =/]
Elizabeth's butler (Who really needs a name) pulled the window down a few inches. Saying nothing he complied.
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Post by Danny Ketch on Jun 13, 2011 16:06:02 GMT
((It's okay I missed your post too *Facepalm*))
Danny goes over to the back of the car and shifting into the Ghost Rider uses his demonic strength to throw the door open. "You're Elizabeth Clarke?"
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Post by [Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke on Jun 13, 2011 19:42:25 GMT
"Tch." Eilzabeth turned over, facing Danny. "Yes, I am... Do you mind? It's kinda cold out there." She yawned. She blinked a few times to clear her vision.
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Post by Danny Ketch on Jun 13, 2011 20:14:55 GMT
"Good. You're coming with me." Danny growls reaching out to grab Elizabeth by the arm.
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Post by [Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke on Jun 14, 2011 6:33:52 GMT
Elizabeth growled and batted the hand away and lashing out with a kick.
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Post by Danny Ketch on Jun 14, 2011 12:28:33 GMT
Elizabeth's efforts succeed in knocking off his Danny's glove to reveal the flaming skeletal hand underneath. The kick is a bit more successful as it knocks him back slightly but it doesn't help much.
He pulls out his chain, and forces himself not to light it up. He can't risk killing her before he has the memory. "Don't make me use this. I've never really been into bondage."
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Post by [Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke on Jun 16, 2011 11:01:13 GMT
"Don't make me use this." Elizabeth shot back, taking out her memory.
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Post by Danny Ketch on Jun 16, 2011 13:55:01 GMT
"I've killed more dopants looking for you than I care to count. Whatever you got doesn't scare me girly." Danny growls again trying to knock the memory from her hand.
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Post by [Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke on Jun 16, 2011 23:17:27 GMT
"Oh, I'm not a Dopant." Elizabeth replied curtly. "I'm a Rider." To prove her point she slapped her driver onto her waist.
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Post by Danny Ketch on Jun 17, 2011 0:08:30 GMT
"The memories can be used to make you a Rider?" Danny asked as he stepped back, this was quite frankly the best news he had heard in a long time. He could get rid of the others and remain a Rider if this worked out he just needed one of those Memory Drivers.
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Post by [Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke on Jun 17, 2011 3:07:46 GMT
"What are you thinking?" Elizabeth asked, icily sweet.
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Post by Danny Ketch on Jun 17, 2011 14:28:36 GMT
While he lacks the lips needed to smile it isn't hard to sense that Danny is trying. "You just made yourself much more valuable."
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