[IC] Hell's coffee lounge

[thewizardguy]

supertinyking said
((He isn't omnipotent. Just old....really....really....old.)) The ax lands a heavy blow, but rather than cut though drac, seemed to bounce off of him as if she had struck him with a rubber toy."Oh god not this again." Drac says rolling his eyes. He then sits on the ground with a raised eyebrow."One." He says.

((Because being old gives you superpowers XD))

[supertinyking]

thewizardguy said
((Because being old gives you superpowers XD))

((Because being old gives you a lot of study time.....))

[thewizardguy]

supertinyking said
((Because being old gives you a lot of study time.....))

((And heart disease))

[supertinyking]

thewizardguy said
((And heart disease))

((Yes, remember when Drac was sick?))

[thewizardguy]

*Suddenly, a hand reaches out of a portal. It's covered in stitches, and the sleeve of a white labcoat is visible. The hand grabs Zoe, dragging her through.*
_-----------------------------------to zoe-------------------------------
You see a tall man with a stitched face, wearing a white lab coat over grey, stitched clothing. He has his eyes closed, and he seems to be standing completely still. No breath. Not even the twitch of a muscle. Then, the man smiles, revealing a set of gleaming teeth, reaching up, as he removes a sigarette from his mouth. He blows out a small puff of smoke, before turning to you, his glasses reflective so you can't see his eyes. He reaches up, moving ever so slowly, and you find yourself in the dark, on your own. The man slowly begins drawing something metal from inside his coat, as he asks you a question, his voice dipping from high tones to low.
"Say, girl. How hard can you screa?"

[Zoe Beringer]

Zoe was overwhelmed by a feeling of disorientation. Her left jab had melted into a sensation of falling and then darkness. As her eyes struggled to find sense in the shadow surrounding her, she heard a voice. The crampons had miraculously remained clinched in her hands during the ordeal of displacement. Crouching slightly she stretched her arms out in an attempt to find the dimensions of this space or any items within it. "Who is there?"

[thewizardguy]

Stein slowly walked over to the girl. For a moment, he did nothing. In his hand was the scalpel. Reaching out, Stein turns on the lights and the flickering thing bursts to life. It's a small, grey room. Empty and cold. The floor and walls are made from metal, and there's a smell of sweat, urine and blood. In the centre of the room is a metal table, stained red, covered in barbed wire, the lamp hanging straight above it. In the corner, barely visible, is a small sink, and a metal cabinet. There's a single metal door, with a thick padlock on it. Stein looks down at the girl, before almost delicately stepping on her arm. With his full weight onto it, with his inhuman strength, Stein crushes the girl's wrist, smiling, and cocking his head.

[Zoe Beringer]

Zoe eyelids fluttered to adjust to the light. Attempting to scramble back as the stitched face man approached, she tripped back and came to a seated position against one wall. She froze stock still as she watched as he smashed her wrist. The impact caused her hand to press unforgivably into the hard metal of the crampon. Pulling her arm to her chest, she looked away from her captor to view the damage. A crescent shaped gash stretched across her palm and seeped blood while her hand jutted backward at a weird angle. This did not bode well. "You are go...going to torture me aren't you. I've seen those movies, and I...i...i know how this ends." Her voice quavered a little as she stuttered through the pain.

[supertinyking]

I place a hand on Micheal's shoulder.
"Ok....how about...you are going to lead my apprentices. I am the bait of this trap....so I cannot give them instruction during the battle...." I say not pleased.

[ShadowVentus]

Michael turns to face you. "You're a sith lord. Aren't you able to create illusions and the like? Heck, you could even make one of your apprentices look like you and use THEM as bait...but I doubt that'll work..." He mumbles those last few words.

[supertinyking]

ShadowVentus said
Michael turns to face you. "You're a sith lord. Aren't you able to create illusions and the like? Heck, you could even make one of your apprentices look like you and use THEM as bait...but I doubt that'll work..." He mumbles those last few words.

"I am a sith lord....but in order to cast such sorceries you mention require me to concentrate.....and also they are not perfect. I expect this foe to be cunning and sly, to I intend to make sure I am the one that draws him in. If you are unwilling to take the job...." I say showing my lightsaber slightly.
"You are of no use to me...understand?" I say.

[ShadowVentus]

"You're a very desperate man, aren't you?" Michael replies."Why is that whenever someone messes with you, you wish to have their head served to you on a silver platter?"

[supertinyking]

ShadowVentus said
"You're a very desperate man, aren't you?" Michael replies."Why is that whenever someone messes with you, you wish to have their head served to you on a silver platter?"

"No, when ever someone messes me I need to deal with them before people think I am losing my power...when ever that happens the few people I am close to get hurt." I say with a slight frown.

[ShadowVentus]

"Then beat them down instead of killing them for once." Michael complains.

[supertinyking]

ShadowVentus said
"Then beat them down instead of killing them for once." Michael complains.

"I do....then I look weak. IF I beat someone down....I have to make sure they stay down....maybe cripple them, or make them so deformed even loved ones shun them. The rules of sith politics are brutal..." I say.

[ShadowVentus]

"You can defy the law, can you not? Change the politics? Are you not their leader?" Michael questions

[supertinyking]

ShadowVentus said
"You can defy the law, can you not? Change the politics? Are you not their leader?" Michael questions

"Leaders come and go. Us sith have a tendency for betray....to attempt to change that is to fall prey to it. I must play by the rules...or not play at all." I say. "and if they can't kill me....they will harm those I care about."

[ShadowVentus]

"Well, what do you know about this hooded figure? I doubt your people know anything about a man who conceals his face." Michael states.

[supertinyking]

ShadowVentus said
"Well, what do you know about this hooded figure? I doubt your people know anything about a man who conceals his face." Michael states.

"I know he is connected to Ventus....your friend.....Or...late friend. He is also a no-something." I say.

[ShadowVentus]

"If that is all the knowledge you have on him, then I doubt your people will be any the wiser. Also...I'm not aware of this connection he has with Ventus." He remarks.