|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:36 pm
Cyrus walks in the front door and sadly clomps up the stairs.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:36 pm
I finish with my initial Adjust ment. "Excuse em all." I smile at them then head out behind the wearhouse. I choose the target a tree i eject a knife form my arm an dcrate a target. "OK." I walk a bit form it then take out my gun with my new arm. I had to use my new arm the hole had taken in my proficent arm. I fire and the shot was compleatly off. "Yea thsi wont do." I walk over to the wall of the wearhouseand start to make more adjustments.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:37 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:38 pm
Cyrus turns to face Deo and his glasses shatter in a flash of purple light. He stare at Deo, his eyes completley purple. He turns away and goes up to his room and slams the door behind him.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:39 pm
"But to survive just for the sake of living when if I have no reson for it, that is both unlogical and impossible."
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:40 pm
"...we all...have...a...reason...."
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:43 pm
*I look at her and feel a bit relifed*
"Then what is your resion ?"
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:44 pm
I finish my adjustments and and fire again. Stil no where near. I adjust my aram again givign it a more drastci change.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:46 pm
'...my...reason...is to...help...the...coven...in any...way..."
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:48 pm
I finish adjusating. "There." I fire a round it was alot closer but still not the center of my target. "I need to hit certin spots wiht my ammo i need deadly accuracy." I adjust it finally i had figured out all the adjustment ratios i adjust ti so that it wil be dead on. I fire again and it hits the center. "There." I go inside and holster my gun. "Hey how you guys now." I smile at them.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:48 pm
"The coven. The vampiers and the lycans are at war right ? Well I am lycan and I haven´t killed a singel vampire in this town. Will you kill me ? "
*I look at her, seartching for a hint of what she´s thinking*
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:49 pm
Cyrus walks out of his room with a small bag in his hand. He flips himself over the banister and lands hard on the bottom level. He stands up and walks out the door, fishing another pair of glasses out of his bag. ((exit))
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:49 pm
deo stares at cyrus "Why dose he hate me?" he sigehd upset.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:51 pm
I watch Cy leave i thought 'Whats his problem weirdo.' I sit down in a chair. "SO whats going down?"
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:51 pm
"...if I...need...to...portect...the..coven...or...myself..."
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|