WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)
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OOC: Of course, Sherman appeared on the scene quite a while after his death.Outisakanobody said:
OOC: Ah, I forgot about that.Zepherus14 said:
Dromaeus made straight for the vents that ran along the ceiling like the ones in Rugal's facility. Jumping up and ripping the cover off of one, he climbed inside. The alarm had been raised by now, but he was able to move undetected over the heads of the witless humans in the corridors. By memory he followed the route that they had taken him back to an intersection. It was here that the man carrying his satchel had seperated from them. He began to follow the other corridor until he reached some doors, and had to drop out of the vent to see where they led.
Almost immediately he encountered two guards. They shouted with alarm as he appeared, and attacked him with some kind of black, slender club. Blocking one man' wrist as he brought the club down in an overhead swing, he punched him hard in the ribs, then clawed his face. The man screamed and stumbled away, clutching the ugly, jagged gashes which poured blood out between his fingers. At the same time Dromaeus swiveled on his heels, his stiff tail striking the second guard's knees and knocking him off balance. This was followed up by a powerful right hook to the jaw which caused the man to crumple like a sack of potatoes. The fight already over, Dromaeus began to search through the doors, carefully opening them to look for enemies inside first.
Eragon returned his bow and arrow to the quiver and turned to greet the others who had all been arriving now. "That wolf thing from Preginald's base came here." He said gesturing to the destruction. "I beat it off but now Joel's here if any of you have busines with him." He added.
"Wolf-thing, Joel?" Mat asked, it was clear that this group seemed busy with something, "The new arrival here would like to bloody well know what's going on." He turned to another member of the company. It was a man wearing some kind of armor he didn't recognize. "Thom Grinwell, nice to meet you." Mat replied.
"I don't know it vanished in a green flash after I cut its arm off." Eragon explained. sitting down. He produced his poem once more and set about trying to finish it while the others discussed the events he had revealed.
"Wait..." Will looked around and saw there were no black dogs around. "Joel is here? Where?"
OOC: Will is not going to like the answer. Not sure what I'll have him do about the whole Julia=Jole thing yet.
OOC: Will is not going to like the answer. Not sure what I'll have him do about the whole Julia=Jole thing yet.
OOC: Have him thank his God that he was enough of a gentleman to decline her offer to share a bed?Outisakanobody said:
After searching several doors, Dromaeus opened one labelled 'evidence locker'. Entering the room, he didn't have to search for much longer. Two men had his satchel on a desk, and were removing and tagging items one at a time.
"Holy shit, how much stuff does this bag hold?" One of them remarked. Dromaeus silently approached them from behind and placed a hand on each of their shoulders.
"Plenty." And with that he knocked their heads together with a loud 'clunk'. They hit the floor. With practiced ease, Dromaeus donned his armour and weapons in a short time, before sweeping the rest of his items into the satchel. Slipping the nightweaver's band into its usual place on his right index finger, he crouched, and all but disappeared from view.
"Time to leave this place."
'Julia' approached Will. "Joel Calley, pleased to meet you. Ignore the breasts, I'm all man. Black wolf... man. Fur. Hmm."
Actually she...err...he...Joel was the one who rejected the offer. Not sure what that implies...Random berk said:
Mat smiled down at the little girl. He had a way with children, most children, anyway. He pulled out three gold crowns from his coat and began juggling them in one hand. Despite the rather ludicrous practice that Thom had forced Mat and Rand to go through while traveling to Whitebridge, Mat had never regretted learning to juggle. He was actually quite good at it, he thought idly. In a flash, he grabbed the three coins a placed them back in his coat. The child smiled.
"WAITT!?" Joe's eyes widens his eyes, and his mouth agape. A fly then flew into his mouth. *Gag*
"I just I... I don't even... WHAT!!" Joe just stares at Joel.
"I just I... I don't even... WHAT!!" Joe just stares at Joel.
"Joel Calley, pleased to meet you. Ignore the breasts, I'm all man. Black wolf... man. Fur. Hmm."
Will stared at the wolf for a moment. He reached out to shake his hand but remained silent.
Will stared at the wolf for a moment. He reached out to shake his hand but remained silent.
Looking at the Thom Eragon said "Sorry about running off before you could answer but I detected trouble with some of my companions." He pointed his quill at the man and said "You, you are an intersting one indeed."