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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
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| "Enough with the self-centeredness! You heard the man, it's not a retreat horn! Steel yourselfs!"
Cairoi walked about the room, knocking tables over. He positioned 5 tables in a wall before the door. He grabbed as many glasses as he could and put them behind the table. He looked around the room and saw the multiple corpses. He began lifting them and moving them to the sides of the room. Even evil ones deserved respect. He looked to others. He didn't see an organized army. He saw a bunch of warriors. He felt the group needed some discipline, and he knew he could try it. But he chose not to. He never enjoyed leading. That's why he was a mercenary and not a knight like Sparda. He could have been, but he had chosen against it. "Anyone not fighting is this next match please help make an escape for the villagers." Cairoi wiped his swords on curtains, and began spinning the blade. The bottom of the scimitar opened up like a mouth as Cairoi pulled on it, revealing a small inset and holder. He put the short sword's hilt into the other one and it make a locking sound, making it now a double-edged blade. "So, knight, these friends of yours...Don't seem happy. How about you and I attempt to break through the probably hundreds of knights out there to protect the innocencts inside?" Cairoi was effortlessly twirling his double-bladed as he talked. His eyes were bright and tranquil. He was in his element. Fear never bothered him. With the shuffling of the people inside being the only thing hindering the painful silence, seconds seemed like hours. "Not a big fan of waiting." |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream  Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1676 days Last activity: 863 days |
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| Kaijin stood from his hidden spot from the back side of the bar. He had a full view of the entire fight.
With mug in hand, he paced himself forward, silently covering the ground as he paced twoard the door, from where cairoi left a small barricade. He peered at the quick job and shook his head slightly, glancing over the table. That horn definently wasn't the retreat horn... Something was amiss. Thought he doubted the knights would come back for a second round. No, these guys wern't -that- stupid. If someone came back, or something, it would be by far stronger, and this table setup wouldn't stop it... Something he didn't feel like taking on. So naturally, he ignored Cairoi's warning to the rest of the bar. Quickly, he draped his light cloak around his body, so his bottom half of his face was hidden, and the rest of his body was covered by a sleek black cloth cloak. His peiricing eyes darted to the side, as he stared back at the lone figure, Sparda. Questions began to form in his head, but he decided against speaking them. He'd save them for later, and watch this play unfold for itself. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath  Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Sparda noticed Cairoi stepping forward and talking to him, but he dared not move. His entire body was frozen as he simply waited. He seemed to be lost in deep thought...as if trying to figure out some impossible riddle. His sword was still gripped loosely in his hand, as tiny droplets of blood fell from its blade to the ground.
"Those knights..." He spoke deeply and firmly so that all those capable of fighting could hear him. However, he never once looked back at any of them. "Their job was not to kill us...I understand now..." Suddenly, his eyes grew extremely wide as he spun around, a new look of fear spreading across his face. "Shit, there's no time...how could've I been so foolish?!" "Everybody take cover! NOW!" And with that, Sparda immediately grabbed his armor from the ground just as what seemed to be a massive earthquake shake the entire pub. But it wasn't a natural earthquake, as everyone soon found out. Screams could be heard as a massive wave of large flaming projectiles were being launched at the pub from a distance. The third floor immediately caught on fire. Noises outside...another wave. The second floor instantly caught on fire as well and it was rapidly spreading to the first floor. Windows and sections of walls began to crumble as massive pieces of these flaming boulders came crashing through into the first floor. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
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| Cairoi had looked out the window and seen the hailing fireballs raining down from the sky. One word left his completly frigid lips.
"Shit." Cairoi decided he didn't want to die here. He didn't think so before and he now he knew so. He hoped the others thought likewise. He dodged a fireball that pierced the wall in front of him. He cursed and fear filled his eyes until he noticed the hole. He yelled for the others to follow, his voice loud. "FORGET THE PUB! GET OUT OF HERE WHILE YOU CAN!" Cairoi ran though the opening, finding him surrounded by multiple guards. "YOU FOOLS!" Cairoi seemed to teleport, his movement was so fast. He leaped into the air and spun his blade horizantally underneath him. He knocked many of them offguard and he landed midly safetly behind them. The ones still standing charged at the turned Cairoi, who smiled an invisible grin. As each slash flew at him, he locked the slash and used the momentum to use his enemy as a shield from other attacks. Before the enemy became wise, 4 were dead. Cairoi then turned and began tearing the enemies apart, his double-bladed sword twirling madly. He was like a circus performer, his movements wild and unpredictable. They had a deadly subelty as each slash was built to continue into another. He tore through the enemies, making a secondary escape for the others. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5074 days Last activity: 1384 days |
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| Xeios smirked as he wiped the blood from his hand on one of the passing knights. The knight turned to look at him suspiciously.
"What. Oh, you won't mind when he's through with you." With those words Xeios moved into the bar swiftly, and reached over and grabbed a large bottle of Whiskey. He sipped the top and smiled softly. This was entertaining. Knights were getting cut down everywhere, and all Xeios could think was how sweet the liquer tasted. Not many paid attention to him after he sat in the background, watching the man who was their suspect. He saw people go into another room moments before, he was curious to what they were doing...He walked into the room and saw two people, he smiled and spoke softly. "You know, you're missing one hell-of-a show. So, barmaid, what's this guy's story?" Xeios tried to make conversation with the barmaid. All he really could do right now, the fighting was droning on, and actually getting repetitive. He glanced her over with his pale blue eyes. She looked weak. It was a shame really, if anyone survived this carnage we all would be marked as criminals, even her. So she'd better get used to travelling. Just then the man in the center started screaming about something, and he knew what it was. They were occupied for long enough to set up the trap. He moved swiftly and lightly, his body moved with a strange grace not usually held by the lower class. The tremor erupted and flames were everyewhere, it all happened so fast, all he could think of was an exit. He looked through the door, attempting to see an ambush, but strangely there was none, he told everyone to act as fast as possible and get the hell outta there.. "This looks like a good escape route. C'mon everyone. Let's rock!" Xeios dove out the window but stayed behind to help those who remained out to safety. (Last edited by Xeios on 01-14-06 02:47 AM) |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"  Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Kira looked back at Jobes as she shoved the last clutter of people through the back door. Without even answering him, she directed her attention back to the doorway as she watched the people run to saftey. Sweat was beaded along her forehead as she trembled.
"All of them weren't saved..." Was her only response to Jobes. Her voice trailed off but she quickly regained composure. "Have you been hurt sir?" she asks, but as she made her way over to Jobes, another man walked into the room. She looked over at him suspiciously for a brief moment, but then softened her expression. "Oh I'm sure it's a show." She says with a sigh. Just then, the ground began to shake violently. She could hear the shouts in the other room...they were different. More frantic. Quickly she grabbed hold of Jobes' arm and pushed him behind her as she looked through a crack in the wall to see what was going on in the other room. She was always taught never to get in the way unless she could do something productive. "Damn it..." She muttered beneath her breath as all of the events unfolded. Then, as the fires started, she took one more glance around the room, afraid of leaving someone behind. When she saw that there was no one left in the room, she quickly spun around to face Jobes, her hair flowing about her as she moved and finally comming to a rest at her waist once she was still again. Just as Xeios made his escaped, she too checked that route. Nothing was there, so Kira gently nudged Jobes on to follow Xeios. She then turned again, moving swoftly toward the other room. She put her fingers to her mouth and whistled loudly, knowing they would hear her and she wouldn't exactly be giving away their escape route. She motioned with her hands which way to go to the others and then made her way over to Gregory. She reached her hand out toward him and spoke softly. "Sir, I'm fully aware that you are capable of taking care of yourself, but I would still like to make sure you get out of here safely as well." (Last edited by Katana on 01-14-06 02:57 AM) |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 88 days Last activity: 77 days |
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| ooc:K...not overly powered...comes from my dwarvan heritage. Thanks
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Icav Watches the madnass happen around him as no one takes notice of him stankding by the bar.* Hmm.... *Chris Follows Xeois and stops as he walks out of the "exit" eyeing Kira* "M'lady." *Icav Bows to Kira* "Introductions later...hurry follow him He seems to know what hes doing." *Chris guides kira through the hold glancing at jobes* "Coming?" |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| "This has gone too far..."
Enraged, Sparda put his armor on and jumped through one of the holes the projectile made and exited the bar, seeing the other warrior already doing battle. Already, Cairoi was surrounded. Regardless of how strong that man was, it was impossible for him to take them all on. They didn't send an entire troop...they literally sent an entire army. "What the hell is going on...those are Transmarian soldiers...but the knights that entered the bar were Ulgath's..." Feeling a little less guilty for having to do battle, now that he knew his enemies were his kingdom's sworn enemies, he dashed forward to confront them, sword in his right hand. A group of the Transmarian knights saw him and charged, axes and sword raised. Demonstrating the same unique swordsmanship he displayed earlier. he made quick work of them, striking at a generous distance, decapitating his opponents, rather than just wounding them. His extraordinary skills combined with his unique blade allowed for a vicious combination. "What the hell is going on here?" Suddenly, a sheering pain in his left arm...then one in his leg. "A sniper crossbowman?!" He gasped in agony and pain as he suddenly dropped his sword, and collapsed onto his right knee. With his right hand, he painfully pulled out the arrows that protruded from his left arm and leg, as blood rushed out of the wounds. Had the armor not been in place, the arrows probably would have went right through his entire body. But now, it was already too late. He could barely find the strength to stand up. A large portion of the army began to surround him, most of them realizing that in order to achieve their objective, they'd need to kill those standing in their immediate path first. It just so happened that Sparda was in their path. "...if I am to die..." Sparda weakly held up his right hand, finger extended, palm pointing forward. "I will take you all down with me..." Then...a phenomon occured. The ground began to tremble as the armor of the knights began to change colors. Then...the most horrific sounds. The helmets of the knights closest to Sparda imploded, crushing their skulls, blood rushing out like a fountain. The other knights suddenly froze and stared in horror. All the while, Sparda's eyes turned a bloody red as he began to sweat great amounts of blood. Knight: ...a demon... Knight: Slay him quickly! His hands began to shake violently...as more blood rushed down upon his face. No matter how many charged at him, they all suffered the same fate. It wasn't very long at all before nearly the entire half of the army was decimated in this fashion. Despite the great heat the burning pub was generating...Sparda began to felt cold. He had lost too much blood. His left leg and left shoulders were drenched in his own life fluids. At last, he could no longer maintain this. Such sorcery was just too much for a mortal to handle for very long. The earth froze and Sparda collaped into the pool of blood that was his own as his world was slowly covered by a shadow. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
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| Cairoi's eyes were agape with fear as Sparda destroyed these enemies. He was exhausted, but he knew what to do. Using what strength he had left, he lifted Sparda's body up and began to run with it. He couldn't let this man die. To protect this man had become Cairoi's sole objective. He dashed, blood from both the men trailing behind them. He focused on his innate ability, Terramorphus. He was afraid of it, because of his lack of control of it, but he knew it was their only hope. He turned a corner and lifted the ground behind them up, breaking a large chunk of it from the rest. He made a wall for protection and slipped away into the shadows, far from the eyes of the enemy. He ran down streets before he stopped, his breathing speratically growing weaker. He awaited for the others in the pub while he placed Sparda down, breathing deeply.
"By the innate power within me, I give what life I can to this man. He cannot die here." Cairoi focused his hardest and attempted to transfer life force into him. It was an act of pure will and life, and it sent Cairoi over the brink of fatigue. After doing this, he slumped onto a wall next to Sparda. He hoped the next footfalls he heard were allied, not enemies. They would die. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5074 days Last activity: 1384 days |
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| Xeios heard the eruption of power, and went to invesigate. He could not get through the pub, so he took an alternate rout around it. What he saw disgusted him, bodies everywhere, and a stone wall of some sort where many soldiers took to breaking it down. Xeios spun around and took to the other side of the building, trying to see who had done this. He came across Sparda and Cairoi. He did not know their names however. They were enigmatic to him. He remembered where they were, and planned to hide them somewhere. But first, he stopped at the back, and let the waitress know where he was going to be. And then after that, he moved with great speed. A small warehouse was his destination. Dust covered everything, and all that was there were many boxes of food. Probably stale. The light shed ito the place by the opening of the door scared a few rats away. But it was nothing for grown men to fear. He had let the others know where Cairoi and Sparda were, but he could not bring them here alone. He was waiting for the others to come here, Cairoi and Sparda would be safe along for a little while... (Last edited by Xeios on 01-14-06 05:39 PM) |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Kira couldn't stop coughing, the smoke was getting to be too much. She was going to lead Gregory through the back way, but parts of the building had already begun to collapse and the path was blocked.
"Shit." She usually didn't swear, but her nerves were now shot. "Please sir." She looked up at Gregory as she pleaded with him. The room was starting to become unbearable, so without waiting for a reply, she took hold of his arm and directed him outside. Kira paid no mind to anything else going on as she made her way away from the pub but not leading them into the crossfire. Once they were at as safe a distance she turned to see what was going on. Her eyes widened in shock as her hands flew to her mouth. She cringed as she saw the helmets imploding on the knights and even closed her eyes after a while. When she finally opened them again, she couldn't help but scream. There was Sparda, sprawled across the ground, covered in blood and other bodies all around. She made a motion to go over to him, but Caiori had already beaten her to it. Kira looked around frantically. She wasn't exactly sure what to do. While looking, she caught sight of Jobes and Icav and waved for them to come over. "I'm heading off with him!" She exclaims, motioning toward Xeios as he ran off. "If any of you wish to follow, then be my guest." Was all she said after trailing off after Xeios. By the time Kira had caught up with him, they were already at the factory. "They'll need to be healed first." She says as she came up behind him. "I'll go see if I can tend to their wounds, you go back and get more help." Xeios had already told her where Caiori and Sparda were, so she knew where to go. Quickly, she made her way to them. Her boots clicked softly on the ground as she walked down the alley and she immediately spotted them. Sparda was still unconscious and Caiori looked as though he were on the verge of doing the same. She quickened her pace and knelt down between the both of them when she reached them. She looked over at Caiori and tried to offer a reassuring smile. (OOC: Sorry Jobes and Oni. I didn't mean to like control your charries, but we were in a burning building so I figured it was better than just leaving you guys in there.  )(Last edited by Katana on 01-14-06 07:07 PM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
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| "Hey. The barkeep. You're still alive...The others get out too?"
Cairoi's eyes were half-closed, and his face a little pale. He started to stand up, blood dripping from his bleeding left arm. He smiled and lifted Sparda up, straining badly. "We both need to rest. Where do you think we should go?" He was faltering. He had enough strength to make it where he needed to go, but not much more. He looked at Kira. "So, I'll follow you. Lead the way." |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Kira couldn't help but giggle at the boy as she rose to her feet. "Everyone from the first floor should be fine." Was all she said in response to Cairi's comment about everyone getting out. She didn't even want to think about what happened on the other two floors.
"You..." Kira paused and looked Caiori directly in the eyes. "Need to sit down. I'm going to see what I can do here. It's too dangerous to walk around with you two like that." She sighed as she looked around the alley. "At least here we're hidden a bit. Now please, sit back down." She says as she knelt back on the ground, waiting for Cairoi to do the same. "The name's Kira by the way..." |
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Jobes Car Joe  Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6008 days Last activity: 5008 days |
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| Jobes walks over to where Sparda's barely alive body is. Jobes tkaes a seat on the wall next to him and draws his sword and puts his cloak back on. His eyes turn from eye to silver making him able to scan the area for any possible enemies.
" I guess I will be the one to watch this man. We can't just leave him here unprotected. If you need any help you know were to find me." With that said Jobes puts his sword back into its sheath and pulls out a knife and twirls it in his hand. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Kira looked over at Jobes and smiled. "I'm glad you made it out safely."
She then turned her attention back to Sparda and Cairoi. "Please sit down." She says with a sigh. She glanced over at the blood and flinched. "The more you strain yourself, the more you'll bleed..."Her voice trailed off as she tried not to think of the blood. "And besides, I think I may only be able to take care of the knight and you the way you are now. Should you injur yourself further..." She knew the boy would cooperate anyway, so she just gave up explaining. Kira closed her eyes and tried to relax. It was something she had inherited from her mother. Her father noticed that even at an early age, she always healed quickly. The older she got, the more apparent this became. She would make gashes dissappear without even understanding how. Her father had tried training her, but there was only so much he could do. Now, Kira's healing ability had grown, but it still had it's flaws... |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
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| Cairoi heard Kira's words and his legs gave out. He laughed as he did so.
"Damn. This sucks. Name's Cairoi." Cairoi moved Sparda's body from his shoulder to the wall. He looked at Jobes and smiled. "Well, Mr. Dark Corner, why don't you go and scout the enemie's location. You'll do more good that way then here." Cairoi grimaced as he removed his left arm's armor, seeing the deep gash open. "Damn. This doesn't look like your average cut." |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5074 days Last activity: 1384 days |
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| Xeios ahd trailed Kira, he knew she could get there, but he didn't know if it would be safely. He stopped and saw the two collapsed, the other came over, and Kira seemed to be making conversation.
"So, Barmaid's names Kira, and Rockman's(megaman? O.o) name is Cairoi. I'm Xeios, the Alchemical Wanderer." Xeios smiled as he spoke, the warehouse was not going to be easily found, and it would not be able to be opened, not after they used their powers for defense. Xeios placed his left hand on Sparda's chest gently. The wounds began to heal, ever so slightly, and Sparda was in slightly less critical condition. "I've learned to heal to some extent with these powers. But I'm afraid these wounds are too tought for me. They need a real healer's touch." Xeios glanced oddly at the one named Jobes. That man was curious, I mean, what sort of man can change his eye from eye to silver...(whatever that means  ) |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| The moment that Xeios' hand left his chest, Sparda suddenly came to, gasping. He bolted upwards, looking around agressively only to be met by a severe pain in his chest and arm. Immediately he fell back, his head resting on the ground. His short breaths slowly grew calmer as he adjusted to the pain of his wounds, slightly.
"...still...alive?" He slowly lifted his right hand to his face and stared at for a moment, clenching it into a fist every so often. He sighed... "...still alive..." Then, he finally took notice of the people that were in his presence. He was silent for a moment before he finally uttered a single word. "...where the hell am I..." (Last edited by Sparda on 01-15-06 02:44 AM) |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6008 days Last activity: 5008 days |
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OOC: It will come in handly sooner or later when we actually get into battle 
BIC: Jobes laughs as Cairoi calls him Mr. Dark Corner. "The name is Jobes." He gets up and watchs the man place his left han on Sparda's chest and try to heal him. Jobes walks over to Xeios and stands next to him. "We should go scout the area for more of the Knights or atleast make sure the are is secure. By the way my name is Jobes." Jobes puts his knife away and pulls out his Long sword and starts walking down the street. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
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| Cairoi laughed as Sparda jumped up, thrown off by his life still existing. He looked down at his wound and scoffed. Nothing too bad, he thought. He stood up, putting his other hand over his wound.
"Alright, we can all stand now. Let's just go now. Do we have anywhere we can hide?" He looked grim-faced, worried about the current state of affairs. He didn't want to caught in this condition. He held his double bladed sword with his wounded hand, not having a sheath for the way it was now. Anyone could see it's bloodied blades from a distance. He did sort of stick out. |
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