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Post by Kima Wolf on Jun 28, 2011 20:02:58 GMT -5
His frown never faded as he watched Giorgia thrust herself in the midst of the conflict, with the potential to be harmed, or even killed. That fact did not go lost on him and he withdrew his blade slowly. He took note of her affinity to electricity and filed that in his memory as well. Information was power after all...
Slowly, he sheathed his blade and shook his head as she began her speech. “Very well, I will not kill this boy. But the next time this happens I will not be as forgiving. Count yourself lucky boy this girl just saved your life.”
He then looked to Giorgia and turned his back to the boy. He knew this left him vulnerable, but perhaps he was simply that cocky.
“And it is good you're no assassin, good for you. Now...” He said looking the girl over, who seemed a completely different person now. “You best go sit down before you feint.” he said quietly. She had averted a crisis, she should be proud.
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Post by Deilan on Jun 30, 2011 10:59:47 GMT -5
“You have no idea who you're fucking with” he heard Kima say.
Deilan frowned, almost snarling as his attack was deflected by the blade. He didn't think the old man had that kind of speed. As he prepared his counter attack he saw Giorgia jump in the middle of them to break it up. Seeing Kima back down, his claws fell to the ground in front of him like shattered glass before turning to liquid blood and evaporating in seconds back into the air. He exhaled, to calm himself as he just glared at Kima.
“Well excuse me princess,” he said to Giorgia, “I just saw a man with a gun to your head, and thought to myself that doesn't look good. Then when he reached into his jacket I couldn't take chances with your life that you seem to be all too willing to take.” he said quietly as he then went silent, listening to them talk.
“So what's all this death and destruction you claim to sense anyhow?” He asked her, his eyes on Kima's back and the audacity the man had to just turn his back to him. It made his blood boil.
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Post by Giorgia on Jul 1, 2011 6:05:38 GMT -5
"Princess?"
Giorgia smiled slightly, still a tired expression on her face.
"Well, thank you, but I am no princess. I am just a normal girl. Do not believe I give little value to my life... actually I value it a lot. But the Powers up there sometimes love to put me in bizarre situations.".
She looked around. The night was dark, the shadows long and grey.
"Well, this is not the right place for philosophical conversation, isn't it? Suffice to say that there have been deaths, and pain, and lost souls. Those souls said that he..." Giorgia pointed a finger towards Kima "...he is the one who killed and betrayed them. And he says this is not true. This is everything I know."
Giorgia turned towards Kima. "Yet I am here. I was called here for some reason. Maybe just to hear those souls, and to pray for them. Sincerely, I don't know. Last month, I found myself in a cave in Himalaya, full of Snow Vipers, and it was clear that I was supposed to kill them. I did it, actually. It took me a whole week to escape from that cave. But now, I don't have a clue. The Powers Who Are, not always act in a straight way."
"Now, if no one wants to kill me, I think I'll go inside for another beer."
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Post by Kima Wolf on Jul 1, 2011 14:09:23 GMT -5
Kima pfffed once and then turn to simply walk away from the girl, he had no inclination to kill her, but he was rather annoyed. As he passed he bumped into Deilan's shoulder and stopped, not even glancing at him as he spoke.
“You should really be careful with who you just attack boy. Go back to training. If I was a less honorable man i'd had killed you for drawing your weapon on me.” he said and then continued to walk towards his car.
“I have no need to drink, I have work to do.” He said simply. “But you, you best learn how to control those powers of yours, if I was anyone else you'd be dead you know that right? And oh.” he knocked on his hood. “You owe me a brand new, classic hood for my Challenger.” he said and got into his car, closing the door and picking up his phone.
"Sorry hun, got distracted by the weirdest thing..." he said to Laylei...
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Post by Deilan on Jul 1, 2011 14:10:22 GMT -5
“Whatever old man, just try not to pull guns on people in the middle of the sidewalk.”
He grumbled as the man bumped into him and shrugged, looking to Giorgia. “What a old bastard... You sure you're alright? He said, music still blaring in his ears even as he talked to her. He looked her up and down from head to toe and smirked. “and sure princess, i'll buy you a drink.” He said. “Now that sourpuss is gone anyhow.” He extended his hand to her. It was surprisingly clean, devoid of any blood, but had numerous scars on it.
“Name's Deilan, heh I can't say this isn't the strangest way i've met a pretty girl before.” He said with a slight grin on his face. He himself had simply forgotten, it seemed, or didn't care, about anything that happened and had moved on.
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Post by Laylei on Jul 2, 2011 11:01:55 GMT -5
Laylei had more or less forgotten she still was on the phone with Kima. She was too busy playing Angry Birds to really care about all the background noise or the drama that seemed to ensue when Kima was around anywhere.
She blinked in a confused manner to herself, before realizing Kima's voice was coming from the speaker on her phone which she kept on. She sighed softly as she paused her game, placing the phone to her mouth. "Sounds fascinating and possible world ending, Darling, honest. Now are you going to stop fucking with my club now or shall I castrate you with a meat cleaver ?"
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Post by Kima Wolf on Jul 3, 2011 18:09:17 GMT -5
Kima smirked at her on the other end of the phone as he fired up his vehicle, he didn't plan on going into the club, yet. He had other business to attend to. For now though he leaned back, windows rolled up so no one could hear his conversation. His eyes looked at the two; Deilan and Giorgia once more and he just shook his head.
“Damn kids... Anyway heh, you wouldn't want to castrate me, that'd only mean we'd have even less fun. And I suppose I'll stop “Fucking” with your club, since you met my conditions. We can have dinner tomorrow evening at 10pm sharp, and I shall report to work the night after that. My dear, it is so good to hear your “loving” voice. Sayonara Laylei-san.” He said and would hang up after she said whatever she said. He began to drive off, but stopped, rolling down the window and looked at Giorgia.
“Remember, you owe me a hood, find me in the club tomorrow and we can make proper arrangements.”
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Post by Giorgia on Jul 13, 2011 4:55:15 GMT -5
Giorgia sighed. Suddenly she felt tired, very very tired. Her arms, where the blue sparks had danced until few seconds before, were aching like they were tucked into an anthill.
She waited until Kima's car departed, then turned towards Deilan.
"Sorry for my bad manners" she said. "My name is Giorgia, I come from Italy. Well, actually I was in Italy just fifteen minutes ago. It is... one of these nights, I suppose. When the Powers Who Are decide to play with me, and I must learn to dance with their music."
She lowered her eyes.
"Perhaps it's better if I try to sleep a bit. Just let me check..."
She put an hand inside a pocket of her jeans and started to pull out things. A spare magazine for her Glock... a Ka-Bar combat knife...
"Oh. Yes. Here it is".
Giorgia found her wallet. Inside there were some Euros, not enough even to buy a meal, but there was also her credit card.
"This is my sheet anchor" she smiled. "With this one, maybe tonight I will be able to sleep in a bed, not under a bridge. Do you know some Bed & Breakfast around here?"
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Post by Kima Wolf on Nov 27, 2011 13:14:15 GMT -5
(Locked and closed)
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