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The Ghastly Pink Triangle Captain
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 Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 8:57 pm
"The darkness of night hides many things that humans fear. They don't trust what they don't know and what they don't know... They simply just don't understand. I'm going to help you understand though. It's my job... A favorite past time you might say."
A man of about average height rose from a chair that sat across the bed where a man lied, tied to the posts. The man from the chair stood about average height, around five foot ten, with normal broadness. His hair reached no longer than just below his ears and was a dusty black color with choppy cut.
He walked over to a small table next to the bed and picked up a small vial of liquid. He swirled it about and it began glowing faintly.
"It's a little old... But I'm sure it'll do the trick."
He unscrewed the lid and took the dropper that was sitting beside it, lowering it into the vial and drawing up enough liquid for about two drops. The man bit his tongue, making a sizable gash in it, and soon followed with the drops of the liquid. His eyes flashed a golden color for a second and just as quickly as they changed, they reverted back to their original green.
"Oh that's so much better. Now... Shall we get down to business? My name is Bilial, and you're in for one hell of a ride." The man said as he crept into the bed and lowered himself between the other man's legs and began his fun.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 9:28 pm
Nightfall. Finally.
The young Raven haired woman sighed as her walking pace increased into what most would consider a mad dash a moment after the last few rays of sunlight hid over the horizon. Soon she came to a Small town with an inn and More importantly, a bounty Board. The woman Figured she'd Take the night off and check it in the morning, something more important was on the agenda.
"Hey there miss, Your kind isn't welcome in this town" An older gentleman Spat at her as she approached the entrance way of an old tavern.
"What ever do you mean Sir?" The woman Asked in her most Polite voice while looking at him Sweetly with her Indigo tinted eyes.
"Hookers, Nor Magic Folk" He said Indicating at her style of dress and her Walking stick which usually signaled a Wizard or Mage.
" I assure you sure, i am Neither, and i am just passing through, i'll be gone by morning" She said and continued on ignoring anything else the ignorant man would say.
Idiot. She Thought with a grin as she walked over and sat at a table. She Slid her hood off her head and placed her Brown leather cloak on the back of the wooden chair before a Large figured Barmaid walked over to her.
" An What will you be havin lovey?" The barmaid asked sweetly in her cockney Accent. As she Looked the Smaller Statured woman up and down, Noticing her Brown leather tunic and Matching yet slightly darker tinted pants and knee high leather boots.
"Strongest stuff you've got, Whatever it is." She said waving off the barmaid.
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