Snippet #1506111

Jake was awake, still from his trip to the town. His black trench coat was still on and a sword sheathed his back, of course still hidden. He also held a sword he had taken from the male he had taken. It was exceptional in quality and he could tell it had slain many. He took a few swings with the sword out in the courtyard. He had been alive for years, learning how to use a sword, its many styles, from the samurai to the knights. The sword was superb. He also had a gauntlet on a small bench in the courtyard which seemed just as unique as the sword. Of course he couldn't die from these weapons, they would still hurt like hell.

He hadn't talked to his sister since he had gotten back, not sure what to say. She seemed to be growing even more distant to every guy he had brought. He sighed and decided he should talk to the male before talking to Lena. He took the gauntlet and brought it to his room, placing it in a large chest. The sword however he kept with him as he made his way to the male's room.

When he arrived he heard a pounding on the door and sighed. Just like all of them.... He heard the man retreat from the door and slowly opened it. He had studied the man closely before actually drugging his drink. He stood in the doorway and placed the sword point firs into the floor. "Welcome..."