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Post by Ryan Farrel Sun Jul 28, 2013 11:01 am

10:00 PM
February/22/2012
Green Loves Concert: Italy, Rome

As the cords of the guitar behind Sophia quickly stopped, her voice began to crescendo down to a steady halt. She swung her head back up, getting it about as far away fro the microphone as possible while flinging her long, silk-like blonde hair out of her face. As the crowed cheered, practically going wild, she lifted up her hands, making a rocker sign with her hands and crossing them in front of her. "Oh yeah!!!" she shouted very sexually into the microphone, alerting about all of the 60,000 people that she was ready to speak.", That's what I like to hear." she said looking around the audience as grinning. "We love you Italy!" she said, turning around.  "That was the final song and it... is... time... to... go!" she said! taking a second or two pause between her final words.

As she turned around quickly, giving a bow, she looked back up and stuck out her tongue. "and remember..." she whispered into the mike. "WE ARE GREEN LOVE!" she shouted, violently rotating her head and making the crowed scream in excitement. She then turned around and walked towards back stage.

Almost instantly as she passed into back stage, the cheering died out. As 2 men in giant suits walked up to her, she lifted up her hands. Their mouths were open but her lifting her hand up signaled them that it was her time to speak. "I am going to the lounge." she told them in a slightly Swedish accented voice, signaling them to follow her. As she turned a corner, she continued talking, still being followed. "No VIPs were put on sale, there for there are no Back Stage passes. Understood? Please escort anyone you see who isn't band or staff." as she turned around, a cruel grin grew on her face. "I don't really care how you get them out,  just don't bother me you dip shits." she said, stepping into the room and slamming the door behind her.

"God I love my alone time." she said, scratching the back of her head and slamming her body into the coach of the giant room. As she put her feet up, she reached to the side and picked up a chocolate chip cookie. "This is the life." she told her self, speaking her home language of sweedish.
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Post by Aravad Sun Jul 28, 2013 12:09 pm

For lack of a want, does truly Aravad mingle into the crowd of punks, blending in aside from his paleness in complexion and hair, shaded as he were watching a woman captivate the audience with her vocals. Captivating them like a siren of the land, as in siren without the sea. Nonetheless, Aravad had time to kill, after his stunt in the Vatican City, and his enigmatic mystery that would assure his secrecy to the Templar forces, he had naught to fear for he was the least profiled of all of them, well, unless he would strut around brandishing a weapon of sorts screaming out his former pseudo-allegiance. So Aravad, as he realized soon the climax of the song was reaching, wafted through the crowds to the side where he may leave, as he realized what would commence soon would be pure unadulterated rape to his ears, also known as people screaming in high pitches that would be most... dubiously excruciating. Nonetheless, he found her voice honey to his ears, and was forsaken to go naught but forth to her.

Well, he wanted to meet the woman that can drive the people ecstatic, so he merely got over the waist-high bars, waltzed around as casually as possible towards the side entrances to the backstage, but it was only after the blonde singer had assumed her position within the confines of the backstage, having informed her guards was when his entry had taken place. Unusually enough, Aravad just walked in as for some reason, he had some appearance that one would expect of a showman, that with the trench coat, shades in the middle of night, silvery hair, and all those things you'd expect from someone that's also in the showbiz. His swagger did not display such subordination one would expect from fans as he was mistaken for one of the band, staff, or perhaps even a producer. The guards did not know, thus Aravad passed through with some nods from the two large men.

The silver haired man, a fellow Scandinavian from Nordic stock, would make way through the lounge as he had not paid heed to the woman there for but a moment, as he reached out for a prize most valued as of now in the form of a water bottle at a counter. Unopened thus unmolested. Twisting the cap till water was exposed, he gouged upon its clear liquid till his throat was clear of raspy dryness. Turning to face the female of well endowed proportions in his poker face, flinging the bottle aside as it spewed streaks of water downward to the ground, landing unto the garbage. Aravad inclined his head in a slight nod of approval to her presence.

"Lovely Miss Avaro, it seems your security is lax, for your guards have mistaken me for a part of your ensemble but nonetheless..." He more eagerly inclined his head lower, before assuming a straightened posture, "I must confess I am a connoisseur of your vocalization, perhaps you are interested in spicing up this midnight aside from your... hard won solitude? As I'd imagine my presence might not be to your pleasure."
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Post by Ryan Farrel Sun Jul 28, 2013 1:20 pm

Sophia sat there, as she munched on the cookie, she realized her throat was fry. Just to her left, on a little table, was some water. As she reached over, not even bothering to get up one slightest of a bit. As she grabbed it, she quickly undid the top, and put it up to her lips. Before she could even take a sip of the water filled bottle, a man walked in front of her. what the hell? she thought to herself. As she maintained her composure, which was hard for her due to her anger issues, her eyes watched the man, following him as he walked around the room like nothing was off, acting like he should be here. Sophia however managed to do this with out moving her head a single inch, which she was in fact very proud of. As the man took a bottle of water, a bottle of her water, he quickly drank almost half of it before chucking it across the room, spilling it all over the floor.

As a bit hit her body, she looked up. "Your lucky this is leather." she said, pretending as if she wasn't bothers a bit by the situation at hand as she reached over, again not moving her body and whipping off her black leather dress. As she looked back up at the man, she slowly stood up as he began talking. As he started off, referring to her as Miss, a slight smile grew on her face. In actuality she really wasn't amused by such an over used attempt of gaining someone's respect, however, she would play along. As he then commented on her "relaxed" guards, gave him a stair, looking at him as if she was peering into his soul, however, still maintaining the smile on her face.

Just as Sophia began to wonder why he was in his room, he continued speaking. As he commented on her music, using big, yet understandable words which in Layman's terms meant he very much enjoyed her music, he asked her if she would like to "spice up the night" with him, as he put it. As the smile quickly grew bigger on her face, she began to respond to the mans question. "Well, My guards will have to be taken care of." she said, still smiling with elegance on her face. "However, there is more I must attend to right now, for instance," she quickly found her little nimble fingers around a bottle of beer and attempted to slam it into the mans head. The bottle broke, whether it be from impacting the man or from her tight grip, she looked at him. "Who the hell are you?" she asked the man. "Who the fuck do you think you are coming in here?" she shouted. "You say you are a fan but anyone who gave a fuck about my music would give me some fucking alone time if they new what was good for them." she yelled. "Now, give me three, no, one reason why I shouldn't use this  broken bottle to slit that tiny excuse of a mans neck attached to your body?"
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Post by Aravad Sun Jul 28, 2013 2:15 pm

The silver haired man's focus was on the woman, thus it did not waver from such distractions, stepping back as casually as possible as it impacted not his cranium, leaving him unscathed of her assault which was COMPLETELY UNCALLED FOR, but then again, violence is expected of alcohol and those that dance under the devil's finery. Besides that, beer bottles usually are not that fragile to actually break easily under such impact, unless it were hard, and in this case, perhaps it were. Having followed away from such an attack as he pushes the rims of his shades up his nasal bridge as a barrage of ultimatum in the singular digits were wafting into his ears in such stated concerns.

She was composed, but albeit that appealed Aravad further of her own elegance, despite what vulgarities at an attempt to show teeth, an attempt to intimidate him per se, had tainted such elegance. Truly, was she unlike her stage persona, and truly this'd require more work than needed.

"You may call me Albatross, Miss Avaro. And much apologies, I did not mean to intrude upon your personal space without good reasoning, for I bring offerings and perhaps, better served time on your behalf that I'd guarantee your satisfaction than... lounging around in this den of depravities. It suits you ill." He cleared his throat, "I am but a vaudevillian, humble as I'd be, that I come with an opportunity to join me in a concerto of much material non-monetary profit, unless you believe otherwise? Then please, by all means, attempt to oust me with hateful violence, I won't hold grudges against you, but I will take it that your hostilities only means in defeat, yours that is, that I can count on your admission in my troupe." He explained calmly, "Of course, I'd prefer we'd go about this civilly, seamstress of mirrors. There will not be any regrets... or undue hostilities as you have now. If you were to accept, I shall explain further, not when ears linger about us, savvy?"

Envisioning the form before him, as the broken cheap liquor was small in reach, that he'd subtly shift his footwork around, there were no tables behind him, with only a counter to his right as he now faced her. Streaks of water stood between him and her, puddling the floor albeit slightly, but enough so that a misstep would doom to a slip. Observing such nuances with minute glances all over the place. Not even missing a beat whilst talking as he were not a static persona but dynamic, relatively expressionless if not stoic before the otherwise vibrant dame, who is... colorful, to say the least.
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Post by Ryan Farrel Sun Jul 28, 2013 2:46 pm

As the man before took a step back, maneuvering around her strike with the bear bottle, she looked at her hand, realizing that it was, in fact, her self which broke it. As a bit of blood dripped down, spilling on the carpet, she sighed. She was much calmer now, for what ever reason, she turned around. As she lifted her none bleeding hand up to her head, she walked over to a pile of napkins and began to clean up her hand. "Well that could have gone better." she said with a tone of disappointment. As she turned back around, she began to realize that the man had continued speaking. She realized his name was Avarad, should be a name easy enough to remember due to his name being close to Sophias last.

As he continued speaking, Sophia tried her best not to look confused. She was rich, and famous, however, she was running off of a high school degree she got because she bought it. She quite high school to become famous. Its true, she wasn't the best remodel. However, about 90 percent of the words he used flew over her head, however, she was bored, and the fact that he had something in mind caught her interest. "Would you care to explain a bit further?" she asked him. "Perhaps you can tell me  what you had in mind before I go off with you?" she asked him once more. Then right before the man could begin talking she lifted up her finger. "Oh, and one more thing, Could you possibly use laymans Terms this time?" she asked the man. She preferred to know what he was talking about at well.

As She awaited for him to speak, she walked over to sink, and turned on the warm water, Running her hand through it and picking out a bit of glass which lodged itself into her hand, then forgetting to turn off the water as she reached over, grabbing another paper towel and drying off her bleeding hand. "I need bandages..." she muttered, possibly interrupting the man as she looked around for something to wrap around her hand.
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Post by Mr. Black Mon Jul 29, 2013 7:28 am

Boy drunk people were annoying. Black had spent his time after the show moving from one damned security officer to the next. He'd walk over and give one of them instruction and then another, and another and another. Oh gods, why in the unholy depths of devastation couldn't people just figure out that a guards job was to keep drunk people contained into their own little happy place. Sophia had specifically made sure that there were not any back stage passes accepted. That, of course, did not stop people from trying. Also did not stop people from buying and selling those damned passes. If he had to disapprove one more fake pass he was going to do it with his gods damned side arm! With a sharp and more than a little rude dismissal of some rock magazine reporter Black began stepping away from the chaos of the crowd. He would love to let the blue hair pen-wielding upstart back into the lounge to let her get the biggest scoop of her utterly doomed career but he couldn't. In this world he wasn't in charge. Or at least he had to maintain the appearance that he wasn't in charge. He needed Sophia to remember that he was just some cut-throat agent and definitely not just a cut-throat. On that subject, he hadn't cut any throats in a while. Maybe he would have to remedy that. Not for no reason though, if you have a skill make people pay for it. That's what his mama always said. Then again, she died young and was an alcoholic. Huh, maybe she was not the best person to take advice from.

Black rolled his right shoulder and heard a satisfying pop as the ball joint of his shoulder reached full rotation, "Oh yea-ea-eah." his voice was full of elation as the short burst of pain followed by relief pulsed through his body. he'd been trying to pop his shoulder all damn day It just hadn't been right after that one night with those three crazy Thai girls in the last city the show had stopped in. Now he was a hundred percent though. Well, aside from the current level of super hate he felt for the general adoring public. That was not such a bad thing though. He wouldn't likely have to see them for the rest of the night and could just relax and talk to people he actually didn't want to pistol whip. Or so he thought. Unfortunately for the constantly disguised man there was someone who wasn't supposed to be here hanging around. Some long winded fancy-pants who was really in need of a good pistol whipping. That became startlingly clear as Black stepped into the lounge with a casual thwack of the door and a smile on his face. "Nice show kiddo." he spewed out just before his smile vanished and his eye set on the man in front of him. He didn't know why but this guy had something about him. Something that just screamed "PLEASE PLEASE TORTURE ME!" maybe that was the hate talking though. Black would have to wait and see if this guy was in need of a good tooth drilling.

Black placed his his hands on his hips, not only to gain the benefits of an imposing open stance but also to put his hand closer to the folding knife on his belt. This was an old and practiced move. he did it nearly subconsciously. Black then tilted his hard glare at the man and gritted his teeth. "So, who's the punk ass guy pretending to be Neo?" his voice was flat, unwavering, and pointedly threatening. Black did not know this guy, his cover persona James Black, did not know this guy. Frankly, Black didn't want to know this guy as from the teeth drilling. Anyone who wore shades inside had either be blind or from the fucking Matrix, and this guy didn't look one bit like Smith nor was he holding a white cane. So that meant one thing, this guy was about to get a whole heaping helping of viciously illegal interrogation. Black didn't even care if he knew anything. He'd just make this punk think his name was Toby before he dumped him in some shallow grave with a bag of lime. Oh yeah! The old blood was pumping again. This was gonna be a good fucking night!

Wait... This guy was familiar. Oh, holy mother of fuck. Black couldn't believe it! It was the nuts guy that was also under the same employ as he was. Oh man, this was about to get interesting. No way to back out now. Gotta maintain cover at all costs.
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Post by Aravad Mon Jul 29, 2013 10:41 am

Blood was on the floor staining it, shooting eyes from behind his shades spurred unto the doorway that opened forth to unveil a man whom looked like one of those man-wanting queers considering their rather strange manner of attire, and metrosexual hair do that Aravad considered is mostly there to act perhaps as a puffed up gerbil. But nonetheless whomever came into the door ran amuck of Aravad's apathy as the Princess held aloft his apt attention most verily. Aside from the fedora wearing chap who is giving him a constipated look, as if he was trying too hard to take a dump... oh wait. This was... actually who was he? He hadn't really attended any Firefly meetings YET, and would be the LATEST MEMBER in the organization, so to say that he'd know everyone that lacked renown and are in unimportant positions were to say all for naught. Well, except that WOULD be true had that actually occurred, BUT, suffice to say, Aravad actually HAD come to be briefed of whomever was in the area in the event there would be the requirement of assistance into furthering the goals of the Firefly. Roused into mirth once again in what rarity persisted by such displays of conceit shown towards him. It stretched not beneath his skin really as he was under the impression there was inadequacy that had to be compensated for, in the form of a suit wearing male. The paradox further persists that this was NOT his contact, and it was the whacko who seemed to be... grasping for his ass? (NOT REALLY, it looked like that from Aravad's perspective as it failed to be threatening, and only made Black look like a goofball... which actually just weirded Aravad out more than anything, questioning further the integrity of his counterpart.) Talk about a common mistake eh? Then again, EVERYTHING WITH THE FIREFLIES was AMBIGUOUS.

"Unless you want my boot up your ass, I'd suggest you'd reconsider that tone before I wedge it there, Justin Beiber faggot." Aravad played along as LEARNT from one of his recent lessons from the Firefly on how to speak the aggressive lingo if one wants to be street-wise, careless of his unusual departure of his persona and without care, his eyes shot towards Avaro as he pushed the rim of his shades up, WELL THEN, suppose HE HAS TO play along this fool's game as well. WOW, what a PAIN IN THE ASS, moving into an op NOBODY told him was ALSO involved, to maintain secrecy in the case one cell has been breached, and this cell was just fucking WEIRD AS HELL. "My business concerns her, so be a good little boy, and march yourself out as us adults have to talk business." If he didn't wear shades, he'd have actually blinked with a lag on his right eye as a secret information for cooperation, but alas, he wore shades, SO, he'll just settle for riling up the bulldog and see where this takes him. Not that it complicates things further than it has to be, he is just an obedient dog playing his role. He would've said he was sorry if he had the chance but... he TECHNICALLY shouldn't know that slick motherfucker Black. Still, his peripherals encompassed both Black and Avaro quite well enough, with his attention at Avaro with semblances on Black, as in the person, not the color, or demographic people from Africa.

Reaching from within his coat, he gripped something, that within a moment pulled it out in the manner one holds a pistol. Pointing it towards Sophia Avaro that for within a moment in that blur seemed something that were meant for killing was... really just a thin scarf one wears in Autumn. Flinging it to the dame, as in the ONLY FEMALE in the room, till it turned into a sausage fest with the inclusion of the UNWANTED third party (well not really, Aravad has on his good conscience to apologize to Black for those hateful words he sputtered out, despite Black's prompt at beginning such initiative of playing the overzealous guard.)

"Well, before we were RUDELY interrupted, please help yourself to my scarf and bandage yourself. Miss Avaro, me, and you, and preferably your dog, will be going to the Vatican City." He says in his flat monotone with some emphasis on accentuating some words to feign some sort of emotion in his voice, those online classes and lectures really paid off even though it were only for a few days, Aravad had a good memory for these kinds of things, except that one time in the distant past he actually got drunk in Australia and woke up in Morocco with nothing more than his pants, in the middle of the desert, with a wad of finger in his pocket, a roll of a thousand dollars, and a picture of him tongue kissing a cassette player with the words signed behind 'Love, Shamashamsherashamishan'. Yep, fun times indeed. "Because as it happens... there happens to be bount-- ahem, loot and other things to be had. Yes, because I was looking for you, and did not make a mistake in that you can help me." He lied. This was so wrong, in fact... it turns out the signs to looking for another Firefly was NOT Avaro, who was JUST a singer, but Black instead... wow... bummer.
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Post by Ryan Farrel Mon Jul 29, 2013 11:06 am

Sophia smiled as She watched mr. black, also known as her paid guard dog, walk  into the room. As a smile grew upon her face, she noticed a looking appear on both My blacks face, and the other mans, whose name she had given such a little fuck about that she had already forgotten it. As Mr. Black began to ask the man to leave, or, insult him more or less, the man resounded by calling Mr. Black a "Justin Beiber faggot". As Sophias ears heard the man in front of her say such a think, her hands flew to her mouth, however, that did not help to prevent the outburst of laughter which would explode from her mouth. "I... I.. i'm sor...sorry." she said, laughing in between her words and laughing while saying them in the first place, causing her to almost stutter.

As she continued laughing, she bent over and put her hands on her knees. "I... I can't stop laughing. I'm... I'm sorry," she spoke, still having trouble forming full sentences due to her laughter. "Its just," the laughter then stopped as a grin like no other entered her face. She remained bent down, her left hand on top of her knee as she as she grabbed ahold of her chin with the right. "The fact that someone like you just said something like that makes me want to piss my self. I could smell the cock on your breath the moment you entered the room." she said, soon after standing up straight and looking the man in the eyes.

"Now, if you two would stop the foreplay," she began to say just a few seconds after the man before her finished giving the poorly formed explanation oh why they were going to the Vatican city. "You want us to go to the Vatican with you? Because you think I would be of some assistance to you?" the look in her eyes quickly turned to that of one with devilish intent, which she most diffidently had. "So, what is in it for me if I put up my assistance?" she asked him, walking past Mr. Black and grabbing hold of a glass bottle of whisky. As she quickly undid the glass cork in the top, she turned around.  "I mean, You don't expect someone like mwah to work for free?' she said, taking a gulp of the drink she had just poured. "Do you cock breath?"
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Post by Aravad Mon Jul 29, 2013 1:42 pm

(OOC: WOP WOP WOP, skipping posting order to make... AN EXIT.)

"Yes," Aravad calmly pushed the rim of his shades upward, "I do expect a whore to work for free for me." To iterate earlier points on what seems to be Sophia's rather vulgar fascination with a man's penis, and having the breath of having suckled upon it or so it seems to imply otherwise. BUT, nonetheless, Aravad kept his composure at what sporadic fits of insanity spurred by laughter as the appearance of the beer bottle betrayed what seemed to be envisioned by Aravad to be reconciled as outright drunkenness in the sullen sow, as he casually walked aside the guy to his flank, the fedora-wearer wafting back his coat in some attempt at displays of aggression as it seems otherwise volatile ensuing would occur in the appearance maintained in status quo that would remain otherwise, when in fact it were most clear this was NOT his contact, but the other one of dubious extents.

Aravad intelligently opted to leave the area as he walked out the door, tilting his shades as he looked upon the reflective surface of it inward reading upon the reflections and inferring the visage to extend all about and around his general and all encompassing at least in regard to the two figures now behind areas. It seems to be the case that grafted within her nostrils were the smell of the phallus, hence such parodies were illuminated on herself singularly within that same space and singularity as single as one can single get.

He merely left the door, as easily as he went into this room, he stepped out to find this whole venture fruitless, there are better deserved fishes to scoop out for the frying platter to serve best. Taking leave of the backroom and onward he leaves to Rome. Taking leave before even hearing more fruitless offers or talks thrown at him in poisonous dribble.

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Post by Mr. Black Mon Jul 29, 2013 4:02 pm

Justin Beiber faggot. That was excellent. It didn't exactly bring anything new to the insult game but it was effective. It was as though he was insulting his presence in the music industry and his sexual orientation all at once, very efficient. He would have to give the man a nod for that later. No need to take anything either of them said seriously anyway, it was all just cover. Hell, he had shot a man once just to keep up appearances. This was just another move in the global chess game. Though a small one. This was small withdrawal and only a light pawn's feint. After all, all of these sup-Firefly ritualists were just pawns in the greater scheme of the world. Useful in their own right and with little to contribute other than as pieces to be thrown at the enemy.

However, his little singer girl had not been so reserved with her insults to Aravad. She in fact, said some hurtful things. things that proper oral hygiene would no doubt fix. Not to mention Black couldn't imagine this rather debonair chap not having impeccable hygiene. Not only that but what if he were of the homosexual persuasion? It matter a damned bit to Black. He'd had friends and enemies of the highest caliber that loved to suck a good cock. He would lay down life for a few of those peter puffers and it wasn't right to belittle their lifestyle choices. That was a topic for another time though. Now It seemed as though it was time for his comrade to make an offer, have it more or less dismissed and then to take his leave. Too bad he felt he had to go. There was still a chance that something could be accomplished. It wasn't time to dwell though. As the Firefly exited Black continued to glare at him as he sauntered away down the hall. He raised his hand swiped the door shut before letting out a long sigh and shaking his head.

Black turned his blue eyed gaze to the rock star in the room and sent his hat fly across the room to land on the seat of the couch. Perfect spiral! "If you are going to be pouring some of that whiskey make sure you give me a double shot." He stepped over to the lounge's bar and pulled out a large shot glass and set it in front of Sophia. "The crowd was insane tonight." Black held up his right hand and held his index and thumb incredibly close together. "I came this close to pistol whipping someone." His eyes shifted to his fingers. It just now dawned on him, damn the fuckers were close! Not even a whole centimeter was between his arbitrary violence-o-meter.. Those people were lucky.
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Post by Ryan Farrel Tue Jul 30, 2013 12:25 am

The man, apparently, had taken offence to Sophias commen.t She really didn't care, and truth be told she actually wasn't that cruel a person. As she heard the sound of foot steps heading towards the door, and the door opening and closing, she sighed. "God I hate treating people like that. But he was getting annoying." she said, poring the drinks. "I meant no offense to anyone." she said, turning her head. "Besides, if he took it as an insult that his problem. A lot of my fans happen to be people who would love to do such an activity." she said, still poring the whiskey.

As she was almost done with hers, Mr. Black asked if she could make him a double. "Whats that?" she asked him, poring another cup of a whiskey. "You mean you want two?" she asked, carefully bringing over the 2 cups, filled almost to the rim in whiskey. As she handed it off to mr. Black she sat down. "I know it is none of my business, but i'm just curious..." she said. As she was about to finish talking, she realized that her question might not be one that would be handled greatly, so she ended up changing it. "But why did you want to pistol whip anyone? I mean, If I had a gun, I would just shoot them and be done with it." she said, cracking her neck as she looked, the drink still in her hand. "Then again, that's just me. like you should have shot the A-Hole who just called me a prostitute." she said, giving him a smile which covered uo her malicious intent. "I mean, do I fucking pay you to just sit there and listen to people break into my fucking private quarters, and insult me? You should have shot the Bastard Point blank! You know with my money nothing would have happened to you," she snarled, lifting up the drink and chugging the whole cup.
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Post by Mr. Black Tue Jul 30, 2013 5:46 am

Oh, yes, the little autumn flower was not amused by her treatment of the poor fellow who happened to be confused about his contact. Though, it's not like she could have know who he was, Hell, Black only kind of knew who he was. The inner circle was just a mess of people who didn't want anyone knowing anything. it could get confusing on occasion. Not to mention, once you add demons to the mix everything got really interesting. Half the time you might not know if you were talking to Sally the intern of Grabeldreg the Motherfucking Eater of Children's Feet. It was just tiring. He couldn't imagine how annoying it would having something like that glued inside his skull with infinite access to him. As for this girlie, not meaning offense but saying some rather insensitive things was certainly contradictory. Black had meant what he said to offend then, retroactively, decided that it was not a good idea to sling insults at his comrade, it's just poor form in any circumstance. He would just move past that statement and move on to greener pastures. Like getting lots of whiskey into his liver. "Yeah... Oh well." he sighed and shrugged, "You get a tad famous and then all of a sudden everybody wants something right?" Black knew a little about that. After their stint in the NKA Black and White were in high demand in the intelligence community. Everybody wanted to know what the hell they would do next.

As he was asked what a double shot he was forced to remember that this wee girl was only nineteen years old and couldn't even drink in the states legally. He was about to go on a long and tireless rant about what EXACTLY a double shot was when he decided against it. It didn't exactly matter if she knew the long and noble history of getting smashed and instead he just said. "Yes. Two glasses please." he gave the young girl and warm smile and then plopped down on the couch with a heavy thud. He downed his first glass in about a second as he listened on to her question. It was an interesting question. one that many psychotics would ask and one he had answered before. It actually was a rather easy answer. Born of a life of combat and being a sneaky bastard. "Well," he began, his old practiced answer coming back to him, "It costs about 50 cents in USD to make a bullet. My gun fires .44 MAG rounds which means that it's a bit more expensive to purchase my ammunition. The rounds contain more powder you see." he downed his second glass and looked over at his charge. "It costs only a few calories to reach out and smack someone across the face with a solid hunk of metal. Also, a pistol whip speaks a greater volume than just shooting someone. If you shoot them they might die or need to go to hospital. A good pistol whip will stick people's minds. it's why pimps use the pimp slap. Yes, a bunch would be more effective but face it, a backhand deals more emotional trauma." Black took a deep breath and chuckled to himself. "As for why I didn't shoot that foul mouthed man that snuck in here. He wasn't a threat. Just a weirdo who got by of your less qualified guards." Black shrugged as a punctuation, "No need to kill every person who might up-set you. i mean if that were the case I would never get a day off. I'd be killing people all the time and I just don't have the energy for that." Black slid his foot behind his other and kicked off his shoes with a practiced ease. "So, what's on the docket for tonight sweet pea?"
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t wasn't long after Aloura had asked the question, and stopped talking, that Mr. Black began to confuse the utter crap out of her. Spending a few minutes talking about bullets and prices, she kind of just tuned out and only heard him say Blah Blah Blah. It should have become evident to Mr. Black what was happening, as half way through she had gotten up to get a refill on her drink. As he finished talking, he asked her what her plans were for the rest of the day.

"Well, " she began, stopping the poring of her drink and putting it all back as she did not feel like getting drunk tonight. "It is almost midnight as it is. And I wasn't planning on getting drunk." she said, walking back and sitting next to Mr. Black as she sighed. "Do you have anything in mind? I know its unprofessional but would you like to do something?" she asked him, taking out her credit card. "I would be happy to pay." she said, giving a smile and brushing some of her blond hair away from her face. She truly did enjoy Mr. Blacks company.  However, she could always just go to Infiris and play around if he wasn't up to play. Its not like she was going to cry about mr. Black not wanting to 'hang out'. In all seriousness, the main reason she hired Mr. Black in the first place was because she had a crush on him. It was only until a few days after that, that he practically saved her life and showed to her how good at his job he was.

'So, what do you say black. Do you have anything in mind?"
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Post by Mr. Black Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:59 am

Was he being shined on? Yeah, most likely. Oh well, no reason to take it as an insult. She was just some rock star kid who wasn't anything close to a marksman. Why in the hell would she care about bullet prices or the merits of s good old fashioned pistol whip. Then again, why the hell did she ask him a question if she didn't want a complex and an in depth answer. GAH! Women these days. Back when his papa was growing up women knew their place. They were all trained in the proper use of an assault rifle and could zero a man at nine hundred yards! Wait... No, that most likely wasn't true. In fact, very rarely were women allowed to do any kind of fighting in the past. huh, maybe things were better now-a-days. Most likely they were. I mean, back in the day people used to get scarlet fever or the mumps. Those were the bad old days. Black shook his head as he heard Sophia's question. "Hmmm." he put his hand under his chin and thought. They were in Rome. For once that stupid saying actually made literal sense. They should in fact do as the Romans did. Ooo, but most places didn't have gladiatorial combat or vomitoriums. thus, some aspects were obviously out. However, there were plenty of places to go. "Yeah, why not? We are bin Rome, why not do as the Romans do?" he tipped his empty glass to Sophia and turned so that he was facing her on the couch. He pulled his right leg up and crossed it and placed his hand on his knee. "So, you don't want to get drunk but we need to do something fun. Hmmm, it's a big city. There are quite a lot of clubs around and maybe a few theaters open." Black looked over to the right. hmm, this didn't make much sense. He was the one trying to pick the place yet he was the body guard. Aren't famous people supposed to always know what they are doing and where they are going? What an interesting twist. "You know. I am your security detail. I kind of have to follow you anywhere. So, what sounds good, boss?"
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As Black asked her what she wanted to do, she looked at him with disbelief. "uhm... I asked you for a reason." she said with a smile. "that reason was I don't know." she chuckled, leaning back and smiling. "But a theater? You mean where they play movies?" she asked. As she thought about it, it hit her. "Yeah, I could go for a movie." she said, leaping up and walking around the room. "So, should we get snacks here or there?" she asked. However, she didn't leave time for him to respond as she kept talking. "Screw it." she said, grabbing Mr. blacks hand. 'll buy every snack the theater has got if I need to!' she said, dragging him behind her as she fled the room, slamming the door behind them as she ran, letting go of his hand.

As she exited the building, she looked around. 'Wait... where is the theater?" she asked, looking around in a daze. "I forgot it was your idea..." she said, a look of stupidity and childish happiness filling her face.  "So, do you know the way?' she asked him, scratching the back of her head. It was then she heard a scream. Looking behind Mr. Black, she saw a group of girls looking at her. "Oh crap, I forgot to cover up." she said, gulping. "Well hi there girls, I was just..." she looked around. She then grabbed Mr. Blacks Hand. "Getting the heck out of here." she then waved the good bye as she took off running. 'I don't know if we are even going the right direction!" she studdered, still running away. A few minutes later, she stopped.

Putting her hands on her knees she smiled towards Mr. Black. 'I'm sleepy now." she saig, letting out a laugh as she sat down on a near by bench.
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Post by Mr. Black Wed Jul 31, 2013 6:28 am

The good news was that she decieded to pick where to go and thus, no matter what happened he couldn't be held liable for the random Bull that was bound to transpire. now he was just a body guard being dragged along. The theater. well that was a decent idea, assuming one was still open. How late did things stay open in Rome? I mean the place was heavily Catholic and that tended to be a detriment to the lateness that things were open. Then again, it was also a European big time city. So maybe they had some late shows that weren't all just creepy Swedish porn. Wait, wasn't Sophia Swedish? It was some kind of orkie borkie place. Wow, that was racist. Shouldn't think like that. it's bad for the general sanity of the world. Black's attention was caught by Sophia leaping up and then entering a sort of frenzied state that fixated on snacks. he had seen this before. It normally happened to women and usually when they were younger. thus, making Sophia a rather normal candidate for that kind of behavior. Then before he could have any time to respond he was being dragged up and out the door with this crazy rocker girl. He followed as a good guard should. He reached up and scratched the top of his head as they exited through the back doors.

"Well, hold on just a second. Let me check for the-" he was cut off by a crowd of wacky fans in need of a good pistol whipping and then being dragged off by Sophia. Then the running started again. Oh gods, this reminded him of Afghanistan. There he was getting dragged around by Bin Laden trying to duck and weave the American forces searching for him. Good thing Sophia wasn't going to drag him into any dry ass caves. Those caves always had rats and he couldn't stand those things. GAH! He'd rather have to mop after Putin got finished with an interrogation than deal with those diseased rodents. Black jogged along through twists and turns until Sophia finally stopped.

Black raised an eye brow as she plopped down on the bench they had found. "Well," he said pulling out his phone. "I actually LO-JACK'd myself years ago so I always know where I am." he held his phone up towards the sky and frowned. "Well, as long as I have WI-FI." he sighed, no gods damned bars. In Rome, none. Black put his phone back in his pocket. "What kind of capitol city doesn't have super fast and awesome WI FI?" he shook his head and sat down next to Sophia with a thud. "So, that was a nice run." he shot her a quick wink, "Still want to see if we can find a theater?"
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Sophia nearly laughed right out loud as Mr. Blak began to complain about the wifi. "Well, i'm sure a lot of places have Wifi." she told him, blushing a little bit as she smiled. "Just not in the center of a street." she said, letting out a little chuckle and trying to cover her blushing. She always wondered if Mr. Black knew that she had a crush on him. He probably didn't, it seemed to her that at least 4 times a week, she had a different guy to sleep with. That didn't exactly scream 'I want you', however, she knew he was smart and odds are he might know.


As he then asked her if she still wanted to see a movie, she walked up to him, wrapping her arm around his and looking around. "I don't why, yeah I guess." she said with a smile. "Do you know where any are? I know I got us lost but..." he voice faded, but quickly went back up. "But It is your job to know where I am at all times, right?" she asked, sticking her tongue out and looking at the stars in the sky. "The sky isn't nearly this clear in London..." she said, quickly changing the subject. "I might buy a home here." she said with a smile, then she remembered something and a frown appeared on her face. "Wait... its too close to the Vatican..." she reminded herself. Nicolai, the demon who had been really quiet lately, would probably not be a fan if they moved that close. "Okay so never mind, I will just have to come here more often." she said, bringing a smile back upon her face.
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Post by Mr. Black Tue Aug 06, 2013 3:00 am

Too close to the Vatican, eh? Oh my, this poor little girl. Aside from the absurd property prices, which were nonsense. I mean, this was Italy. the place where all bad and annoying stuff came from. He was pretty sure that no one actually wanted to live here. I mean, come on, Italy? Yuk. Then again, living this close to you-know-who's base of operations would be rather foolish for a girl of her kind. that wasn't of course her career path as a professional crazy woman. No, it would be her affinity with the demonic persuasion that would get her killed. Now, Black figured if she really did want to move here he could protect her. though, he knew, at a certain point the number of murder attempts per month would start to exceed his current pay grade and he'd just have to let one slide on past on principal. This was business after all. Even if the girl was cute and crazy he just might have to let some wacky fanatic blow her in half if she moved this close to the enemy. "Too close to the Vatican? Huh." he remained in cover. no tells to speak of. He had done covers far more pressing and hadn't broken his character since Rio. This was cake. He'd pretend to be unaware for now. While it still suited him. "Why would being close to the center of hypocrisy and backward ideas be such a big factor in your property choices?" he glanced over the girl's head as she clung to his arm. His eyes widened slightly. he had spotted a theater. It was closed now, he could see the sign clearly, but that wasn't so much of an issue. Not when you had Black with you. Locked doors were just a temporary thing to him. "And there is a theater." he pointed with his one free hand. "Let's see what we can do about getting some tickets." he smirked. He loved breaking into places. Especially ones that had snacks. "Besides, you didn't get us lost. I'm never lost. i just occasionally take an interesting route." [/color]
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