[quote=TheRider]
Sebastian watched as the four figures grew agitated. The smile curled his lips into a wide caricature of a Cheshire Grin. Nine writhed, the black snake coiling around its master. It lifted it's head and stared at the figures, tasting the air with quick flicks of its tongue. It looked directly at the man holding the gun at Sebastian, it's muscles coiling gently around the pale arm of its master.Another entered, someone with at least some sense of manners and decorum. Sebastian raised an eyebrow as he introduced himself. He gave a short nod and smiled "as I said before...my name is Sebastian...soon to be God of Revels, Pleasure and Desire" he said with an exaggerated bow before looking back up "as pleasure to meet a man that thinks with his head" he tapped his temple before looking over at Adrian with a distinct look of disdain before his yellow eyes flicked back to the man called Daniel. He went to step forward when the gun wielding idiot dropped his gun and his jacket to pull out his sword. Sebastian didn't quite understand the need to reveal the painfully unattractive body the man had...nor did he understand the need for violence.Sebastian just sighed, a soft sound of disappointment "I don't understand where this need for violence comes from" he held his hands up "have I wronged anyone here in any way?" He said, his voice losing its playful tone as he looked at the cold steel blade that threatened him "if you fight me now...I cannot guarantee you come out without scars...." he said slowly "not physical scars mind you...I can already see that your one way desire is tied to the leather clad beauty here...I know ways to harm people without actually hurting them" his lips curled into a sick twisted parody of a grin, a brutal gash that split his face at the lips "I suggest to not raise my ire you thick skulled, arrogance spewing, over confident little insect" his eyes glowed with unnatural yellow power as he stared Adrian down.
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Adrians lips pulled back into a snarl and a growl emanated from deep within his throat. His muscles tensed as his anger grew. "Ill show you a scar." Adrian said slowly walking forward. His katana was held to the side with his right hand and his footing was equal. His left hand was across his body on the bottom of the katana's hilt. Slowly he began to advance on the other man. When he was about five feet from him Adrian quickly dashed forward. 

Leading with his left foot Adrian pivoted and brought the sword around in an arc at the mans chest. Though the wound would not prove fatal it would incapacitate the man if it landed. The blade was a silver arc as it flashed at blinding speed towards the other man. Adrian' face was emotionless and he said nothing merely concentrating on his blades trajectory.