Swift

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-27 19:25:13, as written by Saarai

Swift rolled his neck around, the bones cracking loudly. "You hurt. I do not have the hands of a healer, but I can heal." Swift said to Cretin, "But... something will have to be given to me." The former Nazi soldier said to Cretin, thinking for a moment what had to be traded. "As this is not a deal, you shall only give me... friendship." Swift couldn't help but make a face at that, soon placing a massive hand over the Fairy. A bright purple energy swirling around her.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-28 02:15:04, as written by Saarai

Swift made his way down the stairs, his overwhelming aura of pure strength covering the bar like a tarp over a prized muscle car. As usual, Jeremiah was wearing his heavy armor underneath a trench coat that covered his body. This making him seem like he had more muscle mass than what was actually there, even though he was indeed quite massive. Having been building his body up for years. He wore several rings, a pendant, and earrings of occult origin, as always. The tall German-Jewish man sighed, letting his gold eyes scan the room.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 16:31:39, as written by Saarai

Swift began on his way towards the bar, seeing a woman in the doorway, he groaned quietly. "Miss, can you please remove yourself from where you stand?" Jeremiah asked Castala, "I do not want to be rude and push by you."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 16:34:31, as written by Saarai

Swift raised a black eyebrow, "I have asked nicely once. I shall ask again. Can you please move?" Swift knew he could just barge right in. But, he was working more on his manners and social etiquette. Beating people up or killing them was never a good way to make friends.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 16:38:22, as written by Saarai

Swift groaned in annoyance, "Yes. You." Swift said Cas. "Please, move or I shall move you myself." Swift told Cas, he was very serious about it too. "I do not want to, but I will."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 16:43:30, as written by Saarai

Swift rolled his shoulders back, very annoyed at this point. "I would do it to get you out of my way. Now, you have until ten to move." Jeremiah told Cas, "One... two..."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 16:47:11, as written by Saarai

"Seven... eight..." Swift paused for a moment to glance at Zenith, "Nine... ten." Swift raised his hands to grab hold of Cas' arms. If successful, he would probably lift her easily. He was far from weak. Physically, and otherwise.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 16:52:58, as written by Saarai

Swift glanced at Zenith, promptly setting Cas down so that she was far from in his way. "Ich gebe nicht ein Bumsen." He said to her, "In English: I don't give a fuck." With those words, Swift stepped completely into the bar.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 16:59:24, as written by Saarai

Swift nodded his head, "I speak six." He said to Cas, stopping his journey across the room to turn to look at Cas. "English, German..." Swift looked at Zenith for a moment. "Fántǐ zhōngwén, traditional Chinese." He told Cas, "Nippon, Japanese. Then, there is Russkiĭ, Russian. E, infine, l'italiano. Italian."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:06:26, as written by Saarai

Swift shrugged his shoulders. "They help. You never know when you'll need to translate, or if someone doesn't know English. I had to learn English in order to work as a soldier for hire." Jeremiah told Cas, "It was hard to learn a language that wasn't German." Swift said. "I had a long life though, I got to learn more."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:11:41, as written by Saarai

Swift found himself a little amused by the young woman. "I shall answer in the order the questions were given. "I am ninety-two. Yes, I am from Heide, Germany. Yes. I fought in World War 2. It was... brutal. Yes... I do not have the patience. Yes. It means I am a mercenary." Swift said, answering each question.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:18:41, as written by Saarai

Swift raised an eyebrow, shrugging one shoulder. "If you wish to do so." Swift said to Cas, making his way over to a booth. "You can observe me all you want." He told Cas before sliding into the booth. "I shall introduce myself." He said, "I am Jeremiah Swiftluger. Most call me Swift for short."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:23:20, as written by Saarai

Swift nodded once, leaning back just a little in his seat. "I have met many. I have loved one as a sister." He told Cas, usually he would divulge such things. But, he never knew when he would be taken away for never fulfilling his contract. "Angels are no different from us, you know?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:28:42, as written by Saarai

Swift peered at Cas with those piercing gold eyes of his, "You are brave and strong in your own right." Swift told Cas, "If you weren't. The line between stupidity and bravery is sometimes blurred though. As is the line between strong and lucky."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:36:50, as written by Saarai

Swift chuckled a little bit. "I refer to the future, and that time. And, because you sit here in my presence, despite my threat. You... ask questions about me. You tell me my name is lovely." Swift said, "You are a very lucky, very brave, very strong, yet very stupid girl. Does that work?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:44:11, as written by Saarai

Swift chuckled quietly, he likely wouldn't be heard. That's how quiet he was. "But, you still have it. That is the point." Swift told Cas, "You have it, even if you only have it at certain times. It's still there."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:51:40, as written by Saarai

Swift raised an eyebrow, "A queer noise?" He asked her, "Schwuchtl?" Swift asked, "Like a homosexual?" Swift asked Cas, "I am a bisexual..." He told her, "Though, I have not been with a man sexually."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-02 17:57:41, as written by Saarai

Swift chuckled at that, "By queer, you must mean funny?" Swift asked Cas, "Right?" He asked, looking at whatever clock he could find on a wall.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-05 00:16:59, as written by Saarai

Swift pressed a large gloved palm to the front door, pushing it open to expose the inside of the bar to his eyes. The large man wearing the white trench coat then took a couple steps inside, the sound of his metal boots hitting the ground could be heard with each step. As usual, his coat bore several metal pieces, indicating a connection to the supernatural. Sorcery, most likely. The man's goldish-orange eyes scanned the people of the bar for a moment, a hand going up to make sure the several earrings he wore were in place as he did so. "This place..." He mumbled, taking a seat at a table with a quiet groan. The former Nazi didn't like the bar, it would seem. =

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-07-05 00:25:27, as written by Saarai

Swift rolled his shoulders back slowly, this prompting his chair to creak a little bit under the weight of the German Jewish man and his heavy armor. "New seat..." He said to himself, standing up slowly and beginning on his way towards a booth. A booth would suit him better, he thought. He knew, really. He looked at the clock, like he was awaiting midnight for his own Cinderella story.

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