Claudia started for the bar as yet another immortal made his way to the exit. He nodded briefly to her, a tense smile playing on his lips. She moved on, her gaze wandering over the crowded bar, trying to pick out the immortals in the din of people. She moved to the bar and ordered a drink, turning to scan the crowd while she waited for it.
Claudia sipped the beverage, the alcohol creating a pleasent burn as it went down her throat. She relaxed in her seat, her cane resting within easy reach. 'If I had known there was such handsome competition, I would've came to check them out earlier.' she thought to herself.
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by Myth on Wed Mar 05, 2008 5:15 pm
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by Irish Wolf on Wed Mar 05, 2008 7:04 pm
Everett got up from the table and left the pub, his hands under his coat and ready to draw his sword. He had survived for a long time by being ready to fight. Everett turned left out of the pub and headed left down the street, to find a place to spend the rest of the afternoon.
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by Kargoth on Wed Mar 05, 2008 7:31 pm
Alex nodded to the toast-giver, one of the immortals, he could start picking them out-barely, a beautiful young woman, the toast-giver-who'd left, and a man who judging from the way he could summon people with his cell phone was very powerful.
He sighed, part pleasure, part deppression-he'd led a good life so far, and he was happy for it-though he was'nt interested in dying-he thought this would be a place of non-violence, but it seemed some would bring thier weapons anywhere they could..he might have to if his blade was'nt so conspicuous, though he mentally congradulated himself on locking it in his car, he was'nt worried about it being stolen since he had a very..unusual car alarm, the first 45 seconds it would use a sub-sonic siren, after that it would switch to a carridge mounted flamethrower..somtimes it was good to be an arms dealer.
Alex decided to talk to the young looking immortal, though young may have meant easily 100+ years, after all, he'd been alive since before the fall of rome-but he only looked 40ish. "Hello there, whats your name?" he asked her.
He sighed, part pleasure, part deppression-he'd led a good life so far, and he was happy for it-though he was'nt interested in dying-he thought this would be a place of non-violence, but it seemed some would bring thier weapons anywhere they could..he might have to if his blade was'nt so conspicuous, though he mentally congradulated himself on locking it in his car, he was'nt worried about it being stolen since he had a very..unusual car alarm, the first 45 seconds it would use a sub-sonic siren, after that it would switch to a carridge mounted flamethrower..somtimes it was good to be an arms dealer.
Alex decided to talk to the young looking immortal, though young may have meant easily 100+ years, after all, he'd been alive since before the fall of rome-but he only looked 40ish. "Hello there, whats your name?" he asked her.
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by Stormkeeper on Wed Mar 05, 2008 7:51 pm
Daniel sat in the living room, patiently awaiting the arrival of his fellow Immortals. His bodyguards were adamant about not allowing any weapons beyond the entrance hall. Nevertheless, he knew that if needs be, Immortals could use nearly anything as a weapon. And besides, he thought to himself, mildly amused, the house had numerous ornamental weapons, as well as his family's vaunted weapons vault. He reclined in the chair, tossing over in his mind his opponents and possible ways to defeat them. Wolf and his friend would no doubt go the distance. The rest were still very much unknown to him. Daniel took a sip of wine, and continued thinking.
I looked at the sky and wondered where the hell my roof went to.
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by Skallagrim on Thu Mar 06, 2008 7:53 am
After walking the area around St. Paul's in silence, his mind racing at the implications that this would be the last of the Immortals, the Prize would be won by one of them. Adjusting the case slightly, he reached into his pocket and withdrew his invitation for dinner. The name was one he wasn't familiar with, no matter he was sure it would be a pleasant dinner and perhaps if all showed themselves, Wolf would at least know a little more than he knew now.
Everett, that slip of a girl, the man who had seated himself at their table. Of those three, only Everett was a known factor.
His wanderings, lost in thought had eventually led him back to the cab. Climbing in he looked once more at the invitation, a grim smile set on his lips. As the cab returned him to his hotel, Wolf watched the people on the street. How little did they know their world hung in the balance, and from the shadows a victor would emerge who would change everything.
Everett, that slip of a girl, the man who had seated himself at their table. Of those three, only Everett was a known factor.
His wanderings, lost in thought had eventually led him back to the cab. Climbing in he looked once more at the invitation, a grim smile set on his lips. As the cab returned him to his hotel, Wolf watched the people on the street. How little did they know their world hung in the balance, and from the shadows a victor would emerge who would change everything.
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Re: There Can Be Only One!! ( )
by ConvolutedMusings on Thu Mar 06, 2008 2:17 pm
The drive from Ashford was a pleasant one, the roads quiet, the traffic scant. Even on the motorway, Samuel was allowed to use the car as it was intended - for leisure. Speeds of near on a hundred miles per hour were reached with little effort. The limit here was seventy, of course, but that wouldn't stop him.
A slight chuckle as the motorway was left, the sliproad also pretty empty, as Smauel thought back to the days when he was glad of horses. Of course, cars were much better; quicker, more comfortable. But, nothing beat the feel of the wind rushing over your body as the horse galloped under you. That was why, even at such speeds, he travelled with the roof still off. A few more miles, and Samuel could tell he was nearing the centre of the City.
London was always such a busy place, no matter the time of day. The traffic slowly began to increase as the sounds of horns and cursing started to fill the air, a great din of frustration and hurrying and conflicting egos as people tried their best to get to their respective destinations.
For Samuel, however, he simply turned on music similar in style to that which was playing in the house, pressed the button on his steering wheel to increase the volume to maximum, and then relax as the traffic moved on slowly towards the centre of London. It was, for Samuel at least, a pleasant and relaxing journey, despite the occasional roughneck complaining at the Chinese music being played at full volume.
Something, however, made him stop. A Honda Civic, driving in the opposite direction. That feeling suddenly increased to near the point of pain. Pulling over, Samuel winced for a moment, then allowed his eyes to relax. A minute or so of recomposing himself and the short fellow removed the keys from his car. From the corner of his eye, he had noticed a small bar - Cadogans Arm - and from there was that same feeling again.
Stepping out, he closed the door, and pressed a button on the fob of his key. The resultant rapid beeping was sweet in comparison to the sounding of the alarm earlier that day. Slowly, the roof was raising again as he made his way over the road.
Several people seemed to be leaving near enough at once. Strange how they all seemed to carry that same feeling, yet to no degree close to that of whoever was inside the Honda some little time ago.
Stopping just outside the door, Samuel was almost excited. It was rumoured that, like himself, all immortals were warriors. A silent wondering creased his brow for a moment, as he nearly regretted bringing his weapon. It made no little matter though, the slight, short body was a deadly enough weapon anyway.
Pushing open the door, Samuel walked in. Hopefully, no one would recognise the mainly elusive owner of Jing Enterprises.
Upon entering, it was obvious that several immortals were present, by that feeling that had, recently, been permanently in the back of his mind being brought to the forefront.
A slight chuckle as the motorway was left, the sliproad also pretty empty, as Smauel thought back to the days when he was glad of horses. Of course, cars were much better; quicker, more comfortable. But, nothing beat the feel of the wind rushing over your body as the horse galloped under you. That was why, even at such speeds, he travelled with the roof still off. A few more miles, and Samuel could tell he was nearing the centre of the City.
London was always such a busy place, no matter the time of day. The traffic slowly began to increase as the sounds of horns and cursing started to fill the air, a great din of frustration and hurrying and conflicting egos as people tried their best to get to their respective destinations.
For Samuel, however, he simply turned on music similar in style to that which was playing in the house, pressed the button on his steering wheel to increase the volume to maximum, and then relax as the traffic moved on slowly towards the centre of London. It was, for Samuel at least, a pleasant and relaxing journey, despite the occasional roughneck complaining at the Chinese music being played at full volume.
Something, however, made him stop. A Honda Civic, driving in the opposite direction. That feeling suddenly increased to near the point of pain. Pulling over, Samuel winced for a moment, then allowed his eyes to relax. A minute or so of recomposing himself and the short fellow removed the keys from his car. From the corner of his eye, he had noticed a small bar - Cadogans Arm - and from there was that same feeling again.
Stepping out, he closed the door, and pressed a button on the fob of his key. The resultant rapid beeping was sweet in comparison to the sounding of the alarm earlier that day. Slowly, the roof was raising again as he made his way over the road.
Several people seemed to be leaving near enough at once. Strange how they all seemed to carry that same feeling, yet to no degree close to that of whoever was inside the Honda some little time ago.
Stopping just outside the door, Samuel was almost excited. It was rumoured that, like himself, all immortals were warriors. A silent wondering creased his brow for a moment, as he nearly regretted bringing his weapon. It made no little matter though, the slight, short body was a deadly enough weapon anyway.
Pushing open the door, Samuel walked in. Hopefully, no one would recognise the mainly elusive owner of Jing Enterprises.
Upon entering, it was obvious that several immortals were present, by that feeling that had, recently, been permanently in the back of his mind being brought to the forefront.
Please tell me now what life is, Please tell me now what love is... Again, tell me what life is.
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Re: There Can Be Only One!! ( )
by Myth on Thu Mar 06, 2008 3:21 pm
Claudia sat enjoying her drink and watching the people gathered in the tavern. A man aproached her, another immortal, and sat next to her.
"Hello there, whats your name?"
"Everyone calls me Claudia." she replied. "What about you, what's your name?" Her interest was stolen though, when another immortal walked in through the front doors.
"Hello there, whats your name?"
"Everyone calls me Claudia." she replied. "What about you, what's your name?" Her interest was stolen though, when another immortal walked in through the front doors.
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by ConvolutedMusings on Thu Mar 06, 2008 11:30 pm
Such places were never really his thing, and as Samuel made his way towards the bar, he was wishing that the immortals would have met somewhere different. The establishment was actually pretty busy, and the sounds of idle chatter filled the air, creating an atmosphere that was nearing on unpleasant. But then, Samuel had never been much of a people person, much preferring the quiet sanctity of solitude.
At the bar, he ordered a small glass of water, disgruntled that he had to pay for what was free from a tap. Taking a small swig from the glass, he realised that the water was slightly warm. Out of sheer politeness, he swallowed the liquid dejectedly. Turning from the bar to find a quiet corner, the short fellow noticed the eyes of another on him. A woman, from her and the person sat opposite, that same feeling was present and he knew them for other immortals.
He had no clue if the others could sense that he too was an immortal, and didn't truly care. Something strange was happening, and he knew that, if it was meant to be, he would be drawn into the fray of whatever event was transpiring. As such, Samuel found an empty table in a relatively quiet quarter of the busy place. Taking off the suit jacket and draping it over the back of a chair, placing the drink on the table, the bald headed man sat himself down.
As he sat, eyes cast across to that curious woman, who had, moments before, put her gaze on him. Samuel could not help but wonder what it was that had made her look at him. Turning his observations to a wider perspective, Samuel watched all the people in the place. He was the only one there wearing more formal wear, although for him the Armani suit was an old partnership, and he considered it as casual garb, apart from the tie.
Perhaps that was why she had curiosity. Or perhaps the little man's assumptions were correct, and something had told her that yet another immortal being had entered the building.
Only time would answer his question. And, for Samuel Jing, he had all the time in the world.
At the bar, he ordered a small glass of water, disgruntled that he had to pay for what was free from a tap. Taking a small swig from the glass, he realised that the water was slightly warm. Out of sheer politeness, he swallowed the liquid dejectedly. Turning from the bar to find a quiet corner, the short fellow noticed the eyes of another on him. A woman, from her and the person sat opposite, that same feeling was present and he knew them for other immortals.
He had no clue if the others could sense that he too was an immortal, and didn't truly care. Something strange was happening, and he knew that, if it was meant to be, he would be drawn into the fray of whatever event was transpiring. As such, Samuel found an empty table in a relatively quiet quarter of the busy place. Taking off the suit jacket and draping it over the back of a chair, placing the drink on the table, the bald headed man sat himself down.
As he sat, eyes cast across to that curious woman, who had, moments before, put her gaze on him. Samuel could not help but wonder what it was that had made her look at him. Turning his observations to a wider perspective, Samuel watched all the people in the place. He was the only one there wearing more formal wear, although for him the Armani suit was an old partnership, and he considered it as casual garb, apart from the tie.
Perhaps that was why she had curiosity. Or perhaps the little man's assumptions were correct, and something had told her that yet another immortal being had entered the building.
Only time would answer his question. And, for Samuel Jing, he had all the time in the world.
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Re: There Can Be Only One!! ( )
by Stormkeeper on Fri Mar 07, 2008 8:43 am
Daniel smiled. "Sit down, Tim. We have time yet before others join us. I see my security was unable to divest you of all your weapons. Not that it matters. Below us are my family crypts; a few villages nearby come to visit regularly; they hold this ground as sacred. And you have my word that I will not raise arms against any who enter my home." He motioned to a well-stocked bar nearby. "Sit down and have a drink."
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by Skallagrim on Fri Mar 07, 2008 9:00 am
As the cab pulled in front of the Chesterfield Mayfair, Wolf paused a moment as he examined the dinner invitation again, dinner with Daniel Keller. Frowning Wolf paid he cabby as he exited the cab, hoisting the case that held his sword, Wolf entered the lobby passing several people, ignoring them as he focused his attention on the elegant desk where the concierge conducted their business.
At the concierge Wolf smiled politely as they set up a limo to take him to the address listed exactly at the time prompted for dinner. His mind racing as he made his way to his room. Glancing at his watch he had a little time still. The sight of Everett was a good one, the old bastard had survived this long. However the appearance of several others, and the one who rudely sat at their table and called them by their names, that was disconcerting. The presence of so many in one place should be interesting, Wolf highly doubted that all would be civil, probably some would be younger, and more impetuous.
Prone to boasting about their skill. Those would be the dangerous ones because they had no sense of honor, probably carried a gun and multiple weapons because they were unsure of their own skill. Once on the floor where his room is located, Wolf stood a moment to feel if any Immortal are near him, satisfied he made his way to the room.
Once securely inside his room he pulled the well used war sword from the case, Wolf allowed a faint smile to cross his lips as he unsheathed the weapon, slowly he examined the sword. The weight, the feel, every groove in the hilt. This was his life, as long as he held the sword he had a chance at claiming the prize. Over the last few hundred years the sword had become an extension of himself, how many Immortals had he dispatched? To many to count, to many to count.
Glancing out the window of his room into downtown London, Wolf shook his head, "One night of civility, maybe...then it begins." He said aloud, quickly he replaced the sword in the sheath and stripped off his clothes to shower. Wolf would be at the dinner, wearing his black Dior suit and his long duster, along with him would be his war sword. From this moment forward, Wolf would not be parted from it, after tonight the only thing that mattered would be the prize.
At the concierge Wolf smiled politely as they set up a limo to take him to the address listed exactly at the time prompted for dinner. His mind racing as he made his way to his room. Glancing at his watch he had a little time still. The sight of Everett was a good one, the old bastard had survived this long. However the appearance of several others, and the one who rudely sat at their table and called them by their names, that was disconcerting. The presence of so many in one place should be interesting, Wolf highly doubted that all would be civil, probably some would be younger, and more impetuous.
Prone to boasting about their skill. Those would be the dangerous ones because they had no sense of honor, probably carried a gun and multiple weapons because they were unsure of their own skill. Once on the floor where his room is located, Wolf stood a moment to feel if any Immortal are near him, satisfied he made his way to the room.
Once securely inside his room he pulled the well used war sword from the case, Wolf allowed a faint smile to cross his lips as he unsheathed the weapon, slowly he examined the sword. The weight, the feel, every groove in the hilt. This was his life, as long as he held the sword he had a chance at claiming the prize. Over the last few hundred years the sword had become an extension of himself, how many Immortals had he dispatched? To many to count, to many to count.
Glancing out the window of his room into downtown London, Wolf shook his head, "One night of civility, maybe...then it begins." He said aloud, quickly he replaced the sword in the sheath and stripped off his clothes to shower. Wolf would be at the dinner, wearing his black Dior suit and his long duster, along with him would be his war sword. From this moment forward, Wolf would not be parted from it, after tonight the only thing that mattered would be the prize.
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Re: There Can Be Only One!! ( )
by Myth on Fri Mar 07, 2008 1:58 pm
Claudia watched as the newest arrival made his way to the bar. She watched him as he choose a secluded corner, taking his jacket off and draping it along the back of the chair. He was dressed in formal clothing, quite a difference from most of the people gathered in the pub. She saw him glance her ways a couple times, but she paid him no heed, trying to decide if she should leave and get ready for the dinner that was to be held that evening.
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by NewArthur on Fri Mar 07, 2008 2:13 pm
Arthur stepped into the dark looking hotel, in the streets of Wimbledon. walking over to the check in he spoke to the lady behind the counter.
"Room for one for one night please" He spoke gently
"Of course sir, that will be 100 pounds" the lady behind the counter replied
reaching in to his coat pocket Arthur pulled out a wod of notes and handed the lady the money, taking his keys he wondered up to his room.
Once in he laid his sword on the bed and from his bag he pulled out an officers uniform, as well as a box.
He then went and had a shower, coming out, he got dressed, in his army uniforms. He then moved to the box and opened it. Inside there were medals, on top the purple heart for bravery, then under other medals, for serving for the queen. One by one he pinned them to his tunic, he then placed his sword Excalibur in a case and headed down stairs. Jumping in the next taxi, that came past.
It took half an hour till they arrived, jumping out he paid the cabbie, and looked up at the mansion, opening his case he drew Excalibur and it scabbard, and attached it to his belt, making him look the officer indeed.
He then stopped and looked up at the mansion. Inside there he would meet all the immortals and learn there names, soon the competition would start.
"Room for one for one night please" He spoke gently
"Of course sir, that will be 100 pounds" the lady behind the counter replied
reaching in to his coat pocket Arthur pulled out a wod of notes and handed the lady the money, taking his keys he wondered up to his room.
Once in he laid his sword on the bed and from his bag he pulled out an officers uniform, as well as a box.
He then went and had a shower, coming out, he got dressed, in his army uniforms. He then moved to the box and opened it. Inside there were medals, on top the purple heart for bravery, then under other medals, for serving for the queen. One by one he pinned them to his tunic, he then placed his sword Excalibur in a case and headed down stairs. Jumping in the next taxi, that came past.
It took half an hour till they arrived, jumping out he paid the cabbie, and looked up at the mansion, opening his case he drew Excalibur and it scabbard, and attached it to his belt, making him look the officer indeed.
He then stopped and looked up at the mansion. Inside there he would meet all the immortals and learn there names, soon the competition would start.
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by Skallagrim on Fri Mar 07, 2008 5:41 pm
Dressed in his black Dior suit and his stylish duster, the same lustrous black, Wolf wrapped his sword and sheath in the coat. Looking at himself in the mirror he smiled, "Well if you lose your head, you will do it looking good." He muttered to the image that stared back at him.
Making is way to the lobby he spotted the limo waiting outside for him. The ride was a pleasant one, quite as Wolf was lost in his own thoughts. Arriving at the destination he peered out the window at the home, and smiled. Well he had taste, this mysterious host, thought Wolf as he exited the limo.
At the door the security ran a metal detector over his lean form, when nothing tickled it, he smiled and nodded towards his sword, "Keep it safe, I'll be back for it shortly."
As he was ushered into a room, Wolf spotted a well dressed man, clearly the host, and a rather...well casual man, with and edginess about him. As if he had a chip on his shoulder, wanting desperately to prove his worth and claim the prize.
Smiling at his host, "Mr. Keller I presume? I am Wolfgang Mulder, yes that is my true name. It would be foolish at this point to hide who I am, especially at the gathering." Bowing slightly he took a seat and when a servant inquired about a drink, he ordered a Grey Goose martini. Settling back he eyed the two immortals in the room, two men who were he opponents.
Making is way to the lobby he spotted the limo waiting outside for him. The ride was a pleasant one, quite as Wolf was lost in his own thoughts. Arriving at the destination he peered out the window at the home, and smiled. Well he had taste, this mysterious host, thought Wolf as he exited the limo.
At the door the security ran a metal detector over his lean form, when nothing tickled it, he smiled and nodded towards his sword, "Keep it safe, I'll be back for it shortly."
As he was ushered into a room, Wolf spotted a well dressed man, clearly the host, and a rather...well casual man, with and edginess about him. As if he had a chip on his shoulder, wanting desperately to prove his worth and claim the prize.
Smiling at his host, "Mr. Keller I presume? I am Wolfgang Mulder, yes that is my true name. It would be foolish at this point to hide who I am, especially at the gathering." Bowing slightly he took a seat and when a servant inquired about a drink, he ordered a Grey Goose martini. Settling back he eyed the two immortals in the room, two men who were he opponents.
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by Irish Wolf on Fri Mar 07, 2008 11:02 pm
Everett had spend the rest of the afternoon wondering London, seeing the sights and flirting with girls. As the appointed time drew closer, he wondered towards the place of the meeting. He could see a limo outside the gate. "Good old Wolfgang thought Everett, "Always on time".
As he walked through the gate, Everett throw open his coat and exposed the broadsword on his hip. Everett walked up to the guard at the door and drew his sword and presented it hilt first in one fluid motion. "Should anyone else touch my blade" said Everett, "I'll rip your head off with my bare hands."
He then walked into the home without anymore interaction with the guard. Upon entering the room, Everett saw two other Immortals, Wolf and this Keller.
"I am Eyfrøðr Strongbear" said Everett, "And I have come as requested."
As he walked through the gate, Everett throw open his coat and exposed the broadsword on his hip. Everett walked up to the guard at the door and drew his sword and presented it hilt first in one fluid motion. "Should anyone else touch my blade" said Everett, "I'll rip your head off with my bare hands."
He then walked into the home without anymore interaction with the guard. Upon entering the room, Everett saw two other Immortals, Wolf and this Keller.
"I am Eyfrøðr Strongbear" said Everett, "And I have come as requested."
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by Skallagrim on Fri Mar 07, 2008 11:17 pm
Hearing Eyfrøðr's voice, Wolf placed his martini down and stood, stepping forward to his old friend. A huge grin on his face, his arm clasping Eyfrøðr's arm. Not in the weak handshake of merchants and modern men, but a clasp meant for warriors. Something only those who had walked through the centuries, fighting on a multitude of battlefields would understand, "My friend, it is good to see you again." Wolf said heartily.
Turning to the others he indicated their host, "Mr. Keller, our esteemed host and this is...I don't believe I got your name." Wolf said. Turning his attention back to Eyfrøðr, "Come let us sit, dine and face the gathering as true warriors."
Turning to the others he indicated their host, "Mr. Keller, our esteemed host and this is...I don't believe I got your name." Wolf said. Turning his attention back to Eyfrøðr, "Come let us sit, dine and face the gathering as true warriors."
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by Kargoth on Sat Mar 08, 2008 7:40 am
Alex pulled out the letter of invitation he'd gotten this morning, humming thoughfully before paying for his meal and leaving the pretty young waitress a good size tip. He quickly walked to his car, and looked around before getting in and driving off..he put in the CD Black Sabbaths greatest hits as he drove to the appointed address, singing along softly. He shut off the song as he pulled up to the large home "Nice" he whispered as he strapped his flamberge across his back and knocked on the door.
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by Myth on Sat Mar 08, 2008 1:11 pm
Claudia stood in her room at the inn, looking at herself in the mirror. The halter-top black dress she wore fell in frothy waves around her ankles, with a slit in the side going to mid-thigh, a white stash wrapping round her waist, ending in a frilly bow on her left side. Her ivory white cane was propped against the bed, and a black wrap was laying on the bed. She looked herself over. Satisfied with her appearence, she picked up the cane and wrap and swept out of the room.
The cab pulled up infront of a large mansion. Claudia got out and walked up to the steps. The building was impressive, and she stared up at it for a few seconds before knocking on the large doors. She was ushered inside, and her wrap was taken and hung up for her. They went to take the cane but she politely explained that she would keep it with her. They seemed to want to argue but she smiled charmingly and they allowed her to keep it.
The cab pulled up infront of a large mansion. Claudia got out and walked up to the steps. The building was impressive, and she stared up at it for a few seconds before knocking on the large doors. She was ushered inside, and her wrap was taken and hung up for her. They went to take the cane but she politely explained that she would keep it with her. They seemed to want to argue but she smiled charmingly and they allowed her to keep it.
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Re: There Can Be Only One!! ( )
by NewArthur on Sat Mar 08, 2008 1:32 pm
Arthur eyes lingered for a few seconds more on the building as he moved began to walk towards it, from the doors ahead to guards came, and watched him approach. As he grew closer one moved towards him and spoke
"Sir we will have to take your weapon before you can enter" He said strongly
Arthur with out breaking stride, put his hand on Excalibur's handle and drew it forth an inch.
"You will have to try and take it from me first" He spoke as he continued to walk towards the two men. It had seemed that they had enough of being told that they couldn't have peoples weapons, and as Arthur didn't look the strongest and he wasn't a women, they advanced one on his left, one on his right.
The first and closest moved first and quickly but not as quick as Arthur who ducked the mans right swing grabbing the wrist, he moved behind pulling the arm with him, then stamped down on the mans leg breaking, it instantly he then continued to twist his arm, till it snapped. Letting the man fall to the ground were he rolled around in pain.
He then turned his attention to the bigger of the two, who looked at him wickedly, "It wont be that easy with me, immortal" he spoke in a rough voice, as he moved forward. The intent he should
"Sir we will have to take your weapon before you can enter" He said strongly
Arthur with out breaking stride, put his hand on Excalibur's handle and drew it forth an inch.
"You will have to try and take it from me first" He spoke as he continued to walk towards the two men. It had seemed that they had enough of being told that they couldn't have peoples weapons, and as Arthur didn't look the strongest and he wasn't a women, they advanced one on his left, one on his right.
The first and closest moved first and quickly but not as quick as Arthur who ducked the mans right swing grabbing the wrist, he moved behind pulling the arm with him, then stamped down on the mans leg breaking, it instantly he then continued to twist his arm, till it snapped. Letting the man fall to the ground were he rolled around in pain.
He then turned his attention to the bigger of the two, who looked at him wickedly, "It wont be that easy with me, immortal" he spoke in a rough voice, as he moved forward. The intent he should