And Draco finally does something.
Blood for the Blood God.
Blood for the Blood God.
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Sorry for my lack of posts lately. I've just... been struggling to get the energy to write something up. I'm trying some new meds through so hopefully that will change soon.
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If anyone had been looking at Draco, they might have noticed him suddenly go ridged. The hair on the back of his neck stood up straight and shivers ran down his spine, even if the exact source of why he was doing so wasn't visible or even accessible to the naked eye.
Draco could hear the sound of a sword being sharpened inside of his own mind... with its bloodthirsty wielding owner giggling like an excited school girl all the while. The sound alone was completely and utterly terrifying but it was the promise that it brought with it just by existing that truly caught his attention; There was going to be a battle here very soon and it was going to be bloody. Of course it didn't revel the context of the bloodbath to come, only the fact that a great deal of fighting and dying was going to occur very soon... far to soon to slip out of the area and avoid it altogether. That really only left one option and it was one that the bloodthirsty voice in his head was going to love...
Still shaken and pale from his 'vision', Draco sat down at the bar and waved over the bartender. Once the bartender arrived, Draco would get right to the point "I would like to purchase a mask that covers my whole face and the biggest gun you currently have on hand. Then I would like to purchase masks and weapons for everyone here and start handing them out. Put it on my tab. The Blood God has made his intentions known and there will be blood before the day is out."
If one can't escape the violence, all one can do is throw some fuel on the fire and watch it all burn down.
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Draco could hear the sound of a sword being sharpened inside of his own mind... with its bloodthirsty wielding owner giggling like an excited school girl all the while. The sound alone was completely and utterly terrifying but it was the promise that it brought with it just by existing that truly caught his attention; There was going to be a battle here very soon and it was going to be bloody. Of course it didn't revel the context of the bloodbath to come, only the fact that a great deal of fighting and dying was going to occur very soon... far to soon to slip out of the area and avoid it altogether. That really only left one option and it was one that the bloodthirsty voice in his head was going to love...
Still shaken and pale from his 'vision', Draco sat down at the bar and waved over the bartender. Once the bartender arrived, Draco would get right to the point "I would like to purchase a mask that covers my whole face and the biggest gun you currently have on hand. Then I would like to purchase masks and weapons for everyone here and start handing them out. Put it on my tab. The Blood God has made his intentions known and there will be blood before the day is out."
If one can't escape the violence, all one can do is throw some fuel on the fire and watch it all burn down.
@Jbcool
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Beyond Civilisation's Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP [Seeking Desperate Souls for Adventure!]
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Beyond Civilisation's Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP [Seeking Desperate Souls for Adventure!]
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Artyom sighed a little as he carefully got what little of his equipment he had together in order to head planet side with his new lord and master. While he had always been devote and dedicated to serving the Emperor in all things, Artyom had always assumed that he would serve planet side in some capacity; Serving the Emperor inside what amounted to little more then a flying tin can in a chapel that was barely the size of a two storied house was not what he had in mind but compared to what might have happened if he had stayed where he was in the past this was no doubt both a blessing and a trail to earn said blessing at the same time.
Gathering his equipment didn't take long; He tended to have his laz pistol and his mace on him at all times anyway and there wasn't much else that he required. In truth most of his half hour until he reached the hanger was finding the correct path there. The ship might not have been all that big, but with all the hassle and bustle of the crew and the lay out of the ship it took a little while for Artyom to find the path to the bloody hanger.
Still, he managed to get there before Lord Drake did, allowing him to fall in line with the man with his mace resting on his shoulder and his pistol holstered by his side. "I am more then ready to go my lord. Though might I suggest we have a word in private once we return to the ship?" Offering a respectful nod to Miss Blissponis as she hopped on board, Artyom politely added "Don't worry. It isn't because you both missed the last sermon or to complain about the size of the chapel. It's more just an informal visit to see how you're going."
Gathering his equipment didn't take long; He tended to have his laz pistol and his mace on him at all times anyway and there wasn't much else that he required. In truth most of his half hour until he reached the hanger was finding the correct path there. The ship might not have been all that big, but with all the hassle and bustle of the crew and the lay out of the ship it took a little while for Artyom to find the path to the bloody hanger.
Still, he managed to get there before Lord Drake did, allowing him to fall in line with the man with his mace resting on his shoulder and his pistol holstered by his side. "I am more then ready to go my lord. Though might I suggest we have a word in private once we return to the ship?" Offering a respectful nod to Miss Blissponis as she hopped on board, Artyom politely added "Don't worry. It isn't because you both missed the last sermon or to complain about the size of the chapel. It's more just an informal visit to see how you're going."
Posted. Senshuken is currently in mid rampage and thus is completely ignorant of what is going on in the world at large.
Senshuken sighed a little as he cracked his blood stained, bruised knuckles.
Behind him sat three students of the Old Crane School, tied up with some serious bruising around the facial area; They had only just awoken and the amount of cursing that was coming from the two older students would have made even the most heartless of witches blush. This was going to be a very bad night for them. "I have to admit that if the Old Crane School is recruiting losers like you lot then they must be far worse off then I ever imagined them being."
"Do you have any idea who you're messing with? Do you have any idea who our boss is you cheap shaolin wannbi?"
"Nope, but a hundred people were surveyed and the top answer is on the board-" Senshuken raised his fingers, the tips of them starting to grow yellow as energy started to build up in his finger tips "Name the douche bag who's in charge."
Behind him sat three students of the Old Crane School, tied up with some serious bruising around the facial area; They had only just awoken and the amount of cursing that was coming from the two older students would have made even the most heartless of witches blush. This was going to be a very bad night for them. "I have to admit that if the Old Crane School is recruiting losers like you lot then they must be far worse off then I ever imagined them being."
"Do you have any idea who you're messing with? Do you have any idea who our boss is you cheap shaolin wannbi?"
"Nope, but a hundred people were surveyed and the top answer is on the board-" Senshuken raised his fingers, the tips of them starting to grow yellow as energy started to build up in his finger tips "Name the douche bag who's in charge."
Sorry, been a little distracted the last few days. I'll get a post up sometime today.
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I, Sangarinus Arborius would request the chance to prove myself to the Republic and my family by raising to the office of Governor. Send me to where Republic oversight is needed the most so that I can truly prove myself worthy of the office.
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It's sad to lose you mate. And I honestly hope that you're not homeless for long. Try and take care of yourself, alright?
It's sad to lose you mate. And I honestly hope that you're not homeless for long. Try and take care of yourself, alright?
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