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Post by Adrian Rhyfel on Aug 8, 2013 0:02:28 GMT -5
Esgyrn walked through the courtyards of the Vatican, his suit of armor being doned along with his Trident. He was there to train some proxies but had waited for any to appear at all. It was as if he was wasting his time. "Where is my proxy!?" he slammed his trident into the ground. He was ready to make a proxy his bitch but it was all for the good of the Consecro. He paced back and forth. First that one bitch...Couldn't fuck him... he was ready to bend over a proxy, cut him almost wide open and stick it in the wound. Blood-fucking would be so fun if the Obelisks wouldn't punish him for it. "If only I can make them disappear for my own pleasure...." his member grew but the armor hid it.
It was day time, around Noon, and the summer was hot. His cold armor kept him cool and unaffected, just how he liked it.
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Post by Jace Knight on Aug 10, 2013 20:08:48 GMT -5
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[atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break Jace was on his way to yet another training session. This time, he was supposed to meet a higher up called a 'guardian', along with a few others. He was a bit more confident now that he too had powers. Jace's Sigil granted him the ability to manipulate and create steel from a silver liquid. He might not have been amazing with the ability yet, but at the very least, he could do things. It was much better than when he had been forced to use a Quincy bow. Then again, Jace shouldn't have been complaining. The Quincy bangle was a very rare and powerful gift; after learning of it's origin, he was surprised Leanna had given it to him.
Not overly enthused with the prospect of training with a bunch of strangers, Jace had taken his time getting to the designated area. So he wasn't surprised when he heard someone yelling farther off. They didn't sound too happy; was it because he was late? Calm the fuck down... he thought, picking up his pace only a little. He didn't see what the big deal was.
When he made it to the training area, Jace saw a guy with blonde hair. There was some sort of weapon sticking out of the ground next to him. Was this the guy? But there wasn't anyone else around. "Hey... I was supposed to come here to train." he called, wanting to be sure that this was the place, though it sounded more like a question. Jace hoped he hadn't come to the wrong place. He would end up looking really stupid, then.
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han: 5 ;; rei: 6 ;; hak: 6 ;; sei: 5 ;; buk: 4 ;; hoh: 5 |
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