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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Kitane Blackfyre on July 10, 2012, 04:54:50 AM
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Finishing off his drink, Aolith slams down the glass hard enough to shake the table. A scowl forms across his muzzle and he glanced around the Nightmare tavern, his dark grey eyes seeming darker than usual. He was itching to start something after losing a few men trying to break up a border skirmish between the Nightmares and the Dreams. He could feel the glares and gazes on him from the Nightmare standing or sitting around the tavern. They didn't exactly like the Collaborators, but they had no choice but to let them into either side. "Stop staring ya pansies." He snarls, a sarcastic grin crossing his cross-stitched muzzle.
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From over in the corner, Matthias watched his ally carefully, making sure that he was safe... and also making sure that he kept on hand on his demoninc sword Dragomir, who was strugglng to come out of the sheath.
[Cmon, let me out!] the sword whimpered. [There's so much evil to kill!]
{Sir, we're not allowed to kill people, only demons and pure evil,} Raziel said from his on sheath, relaxed as always.
Matthias shrugged. "He said it."
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Standing, he turns and walks for the door, barely dodging a glass that was thrown. He smirked and kept walking, the spikes on his back standing up and quivering. Ah, how he longed to fight something, but for now, he'd have to wait. There were still matters to attend to, in which he needed to take care of. Relaxing just slightly, he sways his dangerous tail, incase the patrons of te tavern dared throwing something at him again.
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Matthias got up and followed quietly quickly catching a bottle that someone threw at him and placing it on the table.
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Spotting Matthias, he nods and starts walking down the street, not caring who saw him or recognized him. There were things he needed to take care of, and nothing would stop him from getting them done. A dark smirk crossed his muzzle and he flicks his eight and a half foot tail, leaving a scar in the ground behind him.
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Matthias walked silently behind, following the scar in the ground.
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Taking a turn down an alley, he disappears into thin air, leaving no trace behind.
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Matthias looks up and starts as he realizes he's gone. "Oh, crap..."
*Knew this would happen,* Dragomir and Raziel said simultaneously.
The cat sighed. "Frankly, so did I... hope he doesn't get into too much trouble..."