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by **Skallagrim** on Sat Mar 01, 2008 11:24 pm

Wolfgang paused a moment in mid-bite, he looked at his cell phone as it rang a second time.Putting down his fork he pulled the cell phone from the holder, an number that he was unsure about. Wolfgang flipped it up and open, "Ja? Hello?"

Wolf waited for an answering voice, his hand caressing the sheath of his war sword as he waited. The rain seemed to have lessened a touch.

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by **Irish Wolf** on Sat Mar 01, 2008 11:40 pm

"Moin Wolfgang Mulder" said Everett, as the phone was answered, "Is your sword sharp as your wits?" Everett waited for a response, watching the rain. The weight of the sword at his side was almost nothing, after years of carrying it there.

by **Skallagrim** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 12:16 am

"Moin Wolfgang Mulder" said Everett, as the phone was answered, "Is your sword sharp as your wits?" came the voice, as if from a century or two ago. A smile spread across Wolfgang's lips. His hand went from the sword to the glass of wine, "My wit is indeed sharp, but my blade is much sharper. It seems a cantankerous, old, nay ancient northmen taught me that." Wolfgang sipped his wine, his eyes dancing with laughter, the wine warming his throat as it passed down.

Standing, Wolf exhaled slowly, "Eyfrøðr Strongbear, my old friend. How are you? I see you have come to the gathering." Wolf laughed as he said it, of course Eyfrøðr would be here, he was counted among the physically strongest of the Immortals. Some said his strength matched the Kurgan's murderous brawn. Sipping some more wine, Wolf spoke softly, "Would you care to meet for a beer old friend? I would like to see an old friend before it begins."

Wolfgang stood and went to the large window over looking the city of London, somewhere out there was a friend, as well as enemies, "Well Eyfrøðr, I'd like to know what's happened. If it comes down to the two of us, I'd like to have shared a beer one last time."

by **Irish Wolf** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 12:38 am

"A beer sounds nice" said Everett, a smile creeping across his face, "So long as it's a real beer and not some new aged piss water." It was good to hear an old friend's voice again. Everett had meet Wolfgang Mulder many ages ago in the 1700s and taught him many of ways the Immortals. During the world wars and Korea, they had served together.

"Know any good bars around this city?" asked Everett, "Somewhere nice and out of the way?"

by **Skallagrim** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 12:54 am

Wolf thought for a moment, the looked at his watch, "Meet me at the Cadogan Arms in Chelsea. We'll have lunch, safer that way in case any of our erstwhile brethren forget the rules. I am curious, old friend, have you met any of them yet?" Wolf sipped the last of the glass and placed it on the table, his eyes wandering on the wet streets below. The lights reflected lazily upwards, it was going to be a clean day. As if the heavens had washed the sins of the world away, preparing the world for a new master.

Wolf turned saying, "If I recall it opens at 11 for lunch. Shall we meet shortly afterwards? The first round on me."

by **Irish Wolf** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 1:07 am

"The Cadogan Arms in Chelsea" repeated Everett, "I'll be there." The rain faded out and the dawning began to take the skies. "As for our brethren" he said, "Met as in talked with no but I did watch two or three almost fight in a church graveyard." A deep red was at the horizon with a band of different shades of orange around it and a last band of light pink.

by **Kargoth** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 4:43 am

Alex soon found himself in front of his home..his real home and not some pathetic apartment, his three story victorian era home painted off white with sky blue shutters, and a large iron fence surrounding the sizeable yard-though of course it was much more high tech than any other homes in the upper end neighborhood..after all, he'd had a great many years to make sure it was absolutly state of the art.
He pulled out a small key chain and unlocked the magnectic seal of the fence..and was soon standing in his living room..he took off his shoes and rubbed his feet though the thick carpeting with a somewhat idiotic grin, this was one of the few guilty pleasures he had.
After taking a nice, hot shower he pulled on a navy blue exercise suit and went to the third floor-wich was entirly dedicated to his collection of trophies & the continued aquisition of them..mosty the swords of ther immoratals, but a few other rare items as well.

by **NewArthur** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 6:34 am

The midday sun, shone across the city of London, how the weather changed here, one minute a storm sweeped through the city, the next it was sunny, and the streets that were once deserted were filled with live. This is what Arthur loved about this city the live it had, after a storm, the people that lived here with no knowledge of the battles that were about to rage through the city, till a winner was decided.

Arthur looked up at the statue of Sir Bobby Moore the captain of england when they won the 1966 world cup, Arthur had been lucky enough to be there for the game, not as much for the game but to take another immortals head, which he did with ease a German with a name he could never remember, Kans or Hans of something along those lines.

"Memory's, of the old times, when you fought when you wanted" Arthur thought to himself "Not when you needed, but that is my curse.....And there can only be one" this last past he said out loud, before he turned and headed away into Wimbledon. Heading towards the tennis courts, holding an unopened letter in his right hand.

by **Myth** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 7:16 am

Claudia stood outside the quaint little inn where she would be staying, studying the cozy building. She wandered inside and went through the warm, inviting front room to the check-in desk, next to a charming, antique spiraling staircase. "April Freeman," she said to the clerk. He turned to get her keys, and handed them to her. "Miss Freeman, while we were awaiting your arrival, this came for you." He pulled an envelope from beneath the counter. Claudia took the envelope and the keys. "Thank you." She turned and walked up the stairs, hand trailing on the bannister. She found her room, and turned the key in the lock.

When she had gotten settled in, she took the envelope and sat down in a cozy chair. She opened it, and pulled out a peice of heavy parchment. She looked over the scrawling handwriting and reread the invitation many times, trying to find any meaning hidden beneath the words. She flipped the invite end over end in her hands, then again, thinking it over. "Well, we know what this means." She said said softly, rising and moving to the door, picking up an ornate walking cane as she went. "Shopping!" She exclaimed to the empty room. "I can't show up in jeans and a hoodie, now can I?"

by **Skallagrim** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 1:04 pm

Wolf had gotten a few hours of sleep before the alarm went off. Washing and dressing quickly he glanced outside, a bright sunny day, somehow it seemed appropriate as he finished putting the touches on his suit. His tie neatly tied in a Windsor knot, his shoes polished and scuff free.

Heading down and out the lobby to catch a cab, Wolf was cornered by the front desk aide, "Mr. Mulder, Mr. Mulder a moment please." Came the voice, turning he spotted the small, waif thin blond hurrying towards him, an envelope in her hand. She flashed him a quick, tight smile. Her green eyes focused on his as she handed him the envelope, "It came early this morning Mr. Mulder. I was going to have it delivered but you came down." She stood patiently waiting for Wolf to acknowledge her,he glanced a the girl and gave her his best, dazzling smile, his eyes reading her name badge as he did so, "Candace, thank you so much. I have been expecting this, could you be a dear and have a cab waiting for me. I won't be a minute."

Nodding the girl made her way outside to the cabs waiting in line, he was busy talking to one driver as Wolf slide his finger through the sealed flap and opened it.

It was an invitation to dinner, for that very evening. Interesting, Wolf was unsure of the name, but suspected it was an Immortal and one who wanted to see the competition. Actually so did Wolf, hurrying outside he found Candace and had her take down some notes to reply to the invitation. He would show it to his old friend during their lunch.

Hopping in the cab the woman had secured he speed off towards the Cadogan Arms.

by **Kargoth** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 2:37 pm

As morning came around Alex woke in his darkened room on the second floor..he went downstairs to fix himself breakfast and to check his mail. While eating his breakfast..bacon & eggs with a glass of milk, he read his mail..mostly random ads, bills, and other random things that he could'nt care less about..however, there was also a personal note in his mail, apparently an invitation to a formal dinner, presumably hosted by another immortal, to see who the competition was.
He smiled as he finished the letter, and then proceeded to finish his breakfast. He went through his clothes, wondering if he has anything presentable..most of them somwhat low key, but he managedto find a nice suit.

by **Sarithus** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 6:09 pm

Tim was still pacing in St.pauls as the morning came. He had headed back there and gone into the holy place, thinking about last nights events. "There can be only one..." He muttered to himself. "And that one will be me."

by **Irish Wolf** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 6:27 pm

Everett had spend the rest night in St. Paul's, sleeping in an out of the way part of the chapel. Slipping out around nine, he avoided Tim. He wondered down to a nearby mail station, where Everett had set up a PO box a few days before. In his box was a smallish letter. An invitation to a dinner. Everett tucked the letter into a pocket of his coat and head off to the Cadogan Arms, arriving and getting a table at ten thirty.

by **Skallagrim** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 7:42 pm

Wolf hopped out of the taxi as it skidded to a halt in a white zone in front of the Cadogan Arms. Tossing a handful of bills at the driver, Wolf hurried inside the tavern. He felt a pang of intense pain lace through his body. An Immortal was in here, Eyfrøðr.

Looking around, Wolf located the large northmen, a huge smile crossed his lips as he strode over to the table he had chosen. Seating himself, Wolf looked at the man before him, it had been two hundred years or so since they had seen each other.

Extending his hand toward Eyfrøðr, Wolf asked, "So what do you call yourself now?" Wolf smiled at the waitress as she came over, "Two pints please, and keep bringing them every twelve minutes for one hour. Also please bring us some menus, thanks."

Wolf settled back and eyed his old mentor, friend and started laughing, "Damn it's good to see an old friend. I was worried it'd be all kinds of hot headed punks. So tell me who is here? Anyone we may have gone to war with in the past? I haven't seen anyone."

Wolf rocked in the chair a moment, then he laughed again as the waitress laid out two pints before them, and the plastic menus. After she left, Wolf nodded, loosening his tie, he reached in his pocket and tossed a crinkled envelope on the table, "Seems someone wants to have a dinner to meet all of us before we start in earnest."

Gripping the pint, Wolf took a deep gulp of the dark ale, it was wonderfully hoppy. Wolf placed the mug back down and eyed the larger man, waiting for him to speak.

by **Irish Wolf** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 8:06 pm

Everett smiled and clapped Wolf on the shoulder across the table. "My old friend" said Everett, "I'm using the name Everett Smith nowadays." The smile never left his face, it was good to see a friend from ages past.

"As for old comrades" said Everett, "I've not see any but I saw a few punk looking fellows." As the pints were placed, Everett reached out and took hold of the glass. He drank down half the pint with two gulps. "Ahh" said Everett, "Its not a weak brew." He then looked down at the crinkled envelop and pulled out his.

"Aye" said Everett, "Looking to size us all up. So will we be watch each other backs?"

by **Skallagrim** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 8:18 pm

Wolf smiled, "As always I shall pull your hide from the fire, since most people seem to want to fight you more than me..." Wolf held a straight face for a moment before he started laughing, "Like old times my friend, if it's an ambush let us kill them all and give us a day of drunken revelry before we contest for the prize?"

Wolf looked around the room, it was a nice place, bright as the noon day sun was shining outside. As he followed the lithe form of a patron, her jeans hugging her body nicely Wolf said slowly, "These punks. Anyone you've seen or run across before?" His eyes focusing on Everett seriously. "I heard that some young kid, carries a gun and a few pig-stickers and a katana seemed to be on a tear. I never heard of him before. He never came after me, but then it's been a while since anyone came after either of us I'd wager."

Taking another gulp of the ale, Wolf craned his neck to catch the CNN report on the interest rates, the Fed had cut another quarter point. Grimacing he shook his head. Exhaling he settled back in his chair and looked at Everett, "This is it my friend, the gathering. It's been a long time coming, and I am honored to stand with you, and possibly against you for the prize."

by **Irish Wolf** on Sun Mar 02, 2008 8:37 pm

Everett laughed, a deep rich sound from the belly of the large Norseman. "It is always better to go into battle drunk" said Everett, "Though it would be even better to go into battle drunk and after wenching."

"As for those I've seen" said Everett, "Odin has not seen fit to grace me with their names or to know of them." Everett still believed in his people's gods and had sworn his life to the chief of the gods, Odin. He had sworn to gather knowledge and wench as much as possible.

He raised his glass in salute to Wolf. "To the finest pair of bladesmen in the world" said Everett, "And to the last one standing."

by **NewArthur** on Mon Mar 03, 2008 4:31 pm

Arthur strode down the street he had relished to late that he should of got the tube to Wimbledon as it was on the other side of the city. But still he had enjoyed the walk, now he was walking through Chelsea, a beautiful place to his eyes, it seemed so modern to what he had lived in before the gathering had called him forth.

Then it hit him, that familiar pain, "Not again" he thought to himself "Were ever i go i seem to find one"

He stood up as the pain resided "Well might as well introduce myself then" He said aloud looking up, he looked up and down the street stopping at the pub the 'Cadogan Arms', looking at the time he chuckled

"Well no respecting immortal would pass up a opportunity for a drink" He thought moving quickly over.

Arthur pushed his way into the pub and looked around while taking a hair band from one of his pockets. reaching a hand up he grabbed his wild unkempt, matted hair and tied it back, he left his beard as he couldn't really tie back the plates that entwined with the many warrior wings he had won, he then looked around the pub looking for an likely immortal people, before moving to bar

"House special please" He spoke when the barmaid walked over, he took a seat and watched everyone around him.

by **Irish Wolf** on Mon Mar 03, 2008 5:18 pm

Everett felt the pain of another Immortal nearby. A twitching and burning up the spine. He didn't turn or look around, if anyone was coming for his head, Wolf would warn him, just like Everett would warn Wolf of someone behind him.

"I think we have a friend in here with us" said Everett, in a low voice. Everett was a extra sensitive to the other Immortals and often felt them long before they were felt by others.

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