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Formal Punk

PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:20 pm


*was walking around when I see a big metal trapdoor* What's this? *I zoom my vision in my bionic eye so that I can see down through the lock* Looks interesting. *picks the lock and climbs down to find a hallway*
PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:26 pm


~Truinthil follows Sai from her room, but stops in the middle of the hallway to look at the not-so-far-off entry hall. A slow grin came across his face and all kind emotions drained from his mind for the moment.~

We seem to have a guest Sai. Perhaps your training would be served against him? If he is good enough that is or unless he hasnt come to bother us but to join us. Hmm. Let's go greet him.

~Truinthil began to move towards the entry hall in a slow, confidant gait.~

((brb in a few...dinner))

Truinthil

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Formal Punk

PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:29 pm


*sees all the doors and zooms his vision through the locks to see they're all empty* This is strange, I've never seen something like this. *walks down the hall*
PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:30 pm


~ she followed him, and stopped as he did. she felt the new sense near by. she smiled as she heard T's comment. She brushed her hair behind her ear, as a mischievous grin crept along her lips. She was not far behind T~

Sairys


Formal Punk

PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:38 pm


*keeps walking and keeping very cautious*
PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:44 pm


~Seeing as the hallway was for the most part, straight, they came within sight of the man rather quickly. As soon as the man was in Truinthil's sight, he sprung forward in a burst of speed that made him become only a half seen blur and within perhaps the blink of an eye he had stopped in front of the man.~

Can I help you?

~His voice was cold, his face grim and like rock. His stance spoke of unreleased movement, of readiness. A wolfish grace that spoke of relaxation while at the same time imminent and deadly movements.~

Truinthil

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1,950 Points
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Formal Punk

PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:46 pm


Yeah, I was wondering what's down here. *slowly reaches for one of his golden Dersert Eagle pistols*
PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:49 pm


~With blinding speed, Truinthil had reached behind his back with his right hand and was already bringing one of his wrist blades forward, meaning to let it rest with the flat of the blade against the mans chin.~

Not much of an answer now was that? Certainly you must have heard of who resides here to have sought it out. Not many just stumble upon this place. Are you with the BC or are you aligned only with yourself?

Truinthil

Dapper Genius

1,950 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • Hygienic 200
  • Dressed Up 200

Sairys

PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:49 pm


~ Sai causlly walked up to the two. sensing that T was havin ghis fun with the man. she grinned as she stood not far from them, her hips to the side as her arms crossed her middle. She tilte dher head~

Bringing trouble?
PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:51 pm


Truinthil
~With blinding speed, Truinthil had reached behind his back with his right hand and was already bringing one of his wrist blades forward, meaning to let it rest with the flat of the blade against the mans chin.~

Not much of an answer now was that? Certainly you must have heard of who resides here to have sought it out. Not many just stumble upon this place. Are you with the BC or are you aligned only with yourself?
*puts my gun to your stomach* I'm with BC.

Formal Punk


Truinthil

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1,950 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • Hygienic 200
  • Dressed Up 200
PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:55 pm


~Grinning, Truinthil shrugged a bit, not seeming to be aware that his blade was against the mans chin as his arm raised and tilted a fraction. Or perhaps he had intended to do that.~

Then you will have to die. Sai. Do you want to take care of him or shall I dispose of him?
PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:56 pm


Truinthil
~Grinning, Truinthil shrugged a bit, not seeming to be aware that his blade was against the mans chin as his arm raised and tilted a fraction. Or perhaps he had intended to do that.~

Then you will have to die. Sai. Do you want to take care of him or shall I dispose of him?
*while you're talking I fire into your stomach*

Formal Punk


Sairys

PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 7:59 pm


~ at the sound of the gunshot, Sai's eyes shifted, as she appeared behind the man with a blade touching the back of his neck right at the top of the spine. she pushed softly to prove a point`~

Not even the BC can help you now...you've stumbled a bit far from the tree....
PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 8:00 pm


Sairys
~ as the gun of the gunshot, Sai's eyes shifted, as she appeared behind the man with a blade touching the back of his neck right at the top of the spine. she pushed softly to prove a point`~

Not even the BC can help you now...you've stumbled a bit far from the tree....
I don't need them. *turns my gun to you*

Formal Punk


Sairys

PostPosted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 8:03 pm


~She smiles and chuckles. she swing her hand to the side as a chain shot out from her palm to towards the gun to knock it out of his hand, as she thrusted forward with her blade~

....too bad...
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