OnlytheStrong
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Diego lays in his cell, rather unsettled by tonights events. Nice's powers were more than he imagined. One thought ran through his mind though "We are of the same clan, if he can do it, then so can I."
[VtR][Mature] Born into Darkness: Arc 1
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Festy_Dog
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Archer looked at the cells. Archer looked at his watch. Archer looked at Cole. Archer looked to the exit.
"Think there's enough time to get a lift back to our slightly smashed accommodations in town?" he asked, not partial to letting his corpse collapse on uneven concrete.
The evening had been informative to say the least, and if LB wanted some kind of report on their findings Archer felt that he had a few things he could say.
"Think there's enough time to get a lift back to our slightly smashed accommodations in town?" he asked, not partial to letting his corpse collapse on uneven concrete.
The evening had been informative to say the least, and if LB wanted some kind of report on their findings Archer felt that he had a few things he could say.
Graf
Explorer
Nice frowns. Protean is associated with the Gangrel. It isnt a guaranty or anything. But if you start developing Protean then it would be the only explanation. I can think of anyway.
only Gangrel in the city are LB and his childer.
Nice looks sourly at Archer My understanding is that you're stay here. You've got no car, and less than an hour til the suns fully up. Oh and there's me to think about too. You a hundred percent sure you want to start complaining about sleeping arrangements?
only Gangrel in the city are LB and his childer.
Nice looks sourly at Archer My understanding is that you're stay here. You've got no car, and less than an hour til the suns fully up. Oh and there's me to think about too. You a hundred percent sure you want to start complaining about sleeping arrangements?
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OnlytheStrong
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"If this LB made you, then he has more worries than if you broke some damn law you didn't know existed. His own ass is in trouble." Diego says passively. He was trying to get comfortable on the concrete. Strangely, he realized he couldn't feel whether or not it was cold.
Festy_Dog
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Graf said:
Archer ran a hand over his face, then shook his head. Not in response to Nice's statement, but seemingly from frustration. He didn't utter a word, instead pacing back and forth and analyzing each empty cell until he found one that for whatever indescribable reason seemed better than the rest, as much as it seemed identical to every other.
However inwardly, Archer shuddered. This micro-prison was too much like the damn place he'd been locked in for... he still wasn't sure how long he spent in there. He was reminded of more than he'd care to remember by standing there. He wanted out, but the damn driver had already taken off? He thought he would have heard him leave but it was a moot point anyway. The desire to start backing out of the room was rapidly stifled, as he focused solely on putting up his usually detached and calm demeanor. Showing weakness wouldn't bring Archer special treatment in a society of predators. Not by a long shot.
His options were limited. Limited, in fact, to the number of unoccupied cells in the room. It appeared Nice had the impression Archer wanted to do a runner. Archer just wanted to return to his slightly more humane accommodations. Even including recent renovations made personally by LB, it was still preferable to a coffin sized cage. Did Nice really think that Archer would willingly take on someone who had at least forty more years of experience (probably more) at this than he did? They had already scuffled once before, and Archer wasn't eager for a rematch. But neither did he want a bout of post-traumatic stress disorder. Perhaps the bars would serve a purpose after all.
He sat in the back of the cell, took a deep breath (not that it did anything), and tried to disconnect himself from his surroundings.
Bloodweaver1
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Cole Braddock
"Well Mr. Biggs one could start punching wholes in concret walls or rip metal bars out of the floor." Jokes Cole as he enters a room next to Archers. "Not exactly a room with a few..." He mumbles as he makes himself confortable.
"Well Mr. Biggs one could start punching wholes in concret walls or rip metal bars out of the floor." Jokes Cole as he enters a room next to Archers. "Not exactly a room with a few..." He mumbles as he makes himself confortable.
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