Draven Cross

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 05:20:11, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross landed down outside of Gambit's bar two steps lead him to the door grinning twistedly he pulled his white and black wings into his back dressed in a silver trenchcoat and black chain suit underneath. Stretching his arms from the flight where he kept them off to his side to maintain his level were slightly stiff.

His lips quivered thirst growing when you were an angel liquor and beer were not allowed but when you were a fallen anything was possible. Twisting the handle Draven opened the door and stepped into the bar from this form he looked more like a silver assasin, still smiling with that twisted grin he walked towards the bar and sat down only to be served immediatley because of lack of people in the bar. His drink came to him and he sat back with the red wine swirling it and smelling it. The grin disappeared as he took a sip and relaxed on the bar stool.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 05:35:40, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross looked up from his wine his lips tinged crimson from the drink he smiled again his teeth perfect and pearly white, but the smile was directed at his on looker. Draven even winked at her his smile growing, he was so full of the worlds evil that his ego was the size of the universe one look from her made him think he was the king of the world. "So did it hurt", he asked taking a sip of the wine again still smiling.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 05:41:52, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross chuckled to himself and stood up walking to her table his smile grew, gazing down at her with that wicked grin he answered, "When you got kicked out of Heaven", he whispered.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 05:45:07, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross decided to take the empty seat at her table he leaned back stretching in the chair his arms came to rest behind his head as he now looked up at the ceiling. "Let's just say I know some stuff", he said not wanting to take it any further.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 05:50:41, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross shook his head, "Me a Fallen Angel, I think you maybe wrong I'm just your normal average every day pathetic bag of bones human", he said still smiling. His gaze returned to her his eyes changing colors one turned white and the other turned black, "Please don't stare you'll piss of the freaks".

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 05:56:29, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross stared at her his brow furrowing, "So who are you a gate keeper come to collect my wings", he said stretching again he didn't care to much for her tone and would not reveal himself unless pushed to the limit. "I'm joking of course I'm not a fallen angel I'm your regular joe shmoe".

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 06:01:07, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross had to admit he was intimidated but he could really care less, "Look lady maybe your wrong sometimes it happens I admit I'm wrong at times", he whispered patting the table lightly.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 06:05:51, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross stared up at her realizing the charade was over he stood up and stepped back, "You better not be a gatekeeper", he said pulling the trenchcoat tight so that the back slits line up. His eyes twinged lightly and his body began to quake within moments a white wing sprouted out of his right shoulder and then a black wing sprouted out of his right shoulder. "Alright what do you want", he asked stretching them out to over shadow her.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 06:11:27, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross scoffed turning his back on her, and then he looked about the bar looking for someone who might try and take him in. Draven was a wanted man a manical rogue angel born of true darkness but with enough light in his soul to turn one of his foul wings white. "And people say I have a big ego, miss never thinks she's wrong", he said looking back at her by turning his head to the right. Shaking his head he lowered his wings feeling them clasp to his back.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 06:19:21, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross was jerked backwards but was ready his own blade constructed by his own feather. Which he aimed for the left of her chest she may yet slit his throat but then be gouged by his blade and slowly die from blood flooding her lungs. He smiled at her and licked his lips, "Don't hesitate next time and I won't have time to draw my blade", he said his eyes flickering down at it.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-13 23:56:29, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross landed down outside of Gambit's bar two steps lead him to the door grinning twistedly he pulled his white and black wings into his back dressed in a silver trenchcoat and black chain suit underneath. Stretching his arms from the flight where he kept them off to his side to maintain his level were slightly stiff.

His lips quivered thirst growing when you were an angel liquor and beer were not allowed but when you were a fallen anything was possible. Twisting the handle Draven opened the door and stepped into the bar from this form he looked more like a silver assasin, still smiling with that twisted grin he walked towards the bar and sat down only to be served immediatley because of lack of people in the bar. His drink came to him and he sat back with the red wine swirling it and smelling it. The grin disappeared as he took a sip and relaxed on the bar stool.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-14 00:07:01, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross finished the drink and then slapped it down his eyes showing the tender that he would like another. In another few moments he would sit with a new glass of wine. When it was gone as well he tossed the glass down and then tossed change at the bartender which som fell o the floor. "Pick it up I think theres a quarter there maybe it will put your children college", he whispered leaning in close to the bartender.

The Npc tender glared at him and gave him the finger telling him to go to hell. The same twisted grin came back as he smiled at the tender, "They don't want me", he muttered and then stood up only to stroll over to the high backed chairs o the fire place easing himself down he buried himself in the seat watching the fire do its deadly dance across the smoldering logs.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-14 00:19:41, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross picked up a magazine from the table beside the chair and flicked through the pages. He found it uninteresting and believed that no one else could find home garden weekly readable either so he pitched it into the fire.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 01:23:21, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross landed down outside of Gambit's bar two steps lead him to the door grinning twistedly he pulled his white and black wings into his back dressed in a silver trenchcoat and black chain suit underneath. Stretching his arms from the flight where he kept them off to his side to maintain his level were slightly stiff.

His lips quivered thirst growing when you were an angel liquor and beer were not allowed but when you were a fallen anything was possible. Twisting the handle Draven opened the door and stepped into the bar from this form he looked more like a silver assasin, still smiling with that twisted grin he walked towards the bar and sat down only to be served immediatley because of lack of people in the bar. His drink came to him and he sat back with the red wine swirling it and smelling it. The grin disappeared as he took a sip and relaxed on the bar stool.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 22:12:44, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross landed down outside of Gambit's bar two steps lead him to the door grinning twistedly he pulled his white and black wings into his back dressed in a silver trenchcoat and black chain suit underneath. Stretching his arms from the flight where he kept them off to his side to maintain his level were slightly stiff.

His lips quivered thirst growing when you were an angel liquor and beer were not allowed but when you were a fallen anything was possible. Twisting the handle Draven opened the door and stepped into the bar from this form he looked more like a silver assasin, still smiling with that twisted grin he walked towards the bar and sat down only to be served immediatley because of lack of people in the bar. His drink came to him and he sat back with the red wine swirling it and smelling it. The grin disappeared as he took a sip and relaxed on the bar stool.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 22:22:03, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross slowly he turned from his barstool staring at Ashleena, "Hey you wanna a little angel in you", he said chuckling and winking at her. In hopes she woud ignore him which most women did he turned about and took a drink of the wine.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 22:33:21, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross stood up from his chair and followed the Ashleena girl outside he felt that maybe it was his words that caused her to flee because he hadn't come in when the reason she really left was here. Walking outside he looked for her.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-26 20:24:41, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross landed down outside of Gambit's bar two steps lead him to the door grinning twistedly he pulled his white and black wings into his back dressed in a silver trenchcoat and black chain suit underneath. Stretching his arms from the flight where he kept them off to his side to maintain his level were slightly stiff.

His lips quivered thirst growing when you were an angel liquor and beer were not allowed but when you were a fallen anything was possible. Twisting the handle Draven opened the door and stepped into the bar from this form he looked more like a silver assasin, still smiling with that twisted grin he walked towards the bar and sat down only to be served immediatley because of lack of people in the bar. His drink came to him and he sat back with the red wine swirling it and smelling it. The grin disappeared as he took a sip and relaxed on the bar stool.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-26 20:30:06, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross stared at the liquor noticing another pair of eyes staring at him through his glass normally he would just continued drinking he lavished in being stared at. Without looking at her he brought the wine to his lips again inhaling the sweet scents. "You know its not polite to stare", he muttered still staring at the wine glass.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-26 20:33:48, as written by Adrian Shadoan

Draven Cross sighing he turned his face to the side his silver eyes lingering on Ashlee. "Well are you gonna speak or leave me waiting", he said giving her a dashing smile. Draven enjoyed being the center of attention especially if it was the attention of a beautiful lady.

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Adrian Shadoan

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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