So. About Two hours ago, I walked out of my hotel room and straight into a Sword. One of the ones that can FUCKING HURT ME. Guess who it was. MORGAN. My Buddy Morgan. I said "Hi Morgan" to him, and he grabbed me and rammed into a window before throwing me out. We were on the Fifth Floor.
Now. I don't have any bones to break. But a fall like that will still disorient me a bit. So there I was, laying on the ground. Bleeding out. Stunned and helpless. But not worried. Why? Because I know Morgan. I knew he wouldn't finish me without giving a Speech first. Probably a long one. So after I was about to get up, he marched out and gave me hand. On my throat. Before slamming me into a Car. Still picking out shards of glass from my body. THEN he gave the speech.
"Did you really think you could get away with impeding God's sight? Did you really think that there would be no consequences for DARI-"
A swift kick to the family jewels cleared up this bit of noise pollution. I only really needed one hand to hold in my Azoth. The other hand had a knife. Unfortunately for Morgan, his fighting style involves being big, slow and stupid. Unfortunately for Me, Redlight is his boss. And Redlight isn't a moron. I stuck my knife into Morgan's chest and found it embedded in thick ARMOR. Leading to me being thrown into a FIRE HYDRANT. So. After recovering from my embarrassment at temporarily getting my ass handed to me by MORGAN, he grabbed me again with the intent of skewering me I believe. So I starting Eating his arm and BY THE WAY, he tasted fucking TERRIBLE. Like ash and smoke. It worked however. He let me go and I tried pouncing on him, only to get FUCKING SKEWERED ANYWAY. Since eating him wasn't really working, and my knife was on the ground somewhere, I had one choice. I punched him in the throat and then started slamming his head into a car door and window. Cathartic really. Despite the fact I was, and am, now leaking Azoth from my stomach and heart.
The Bad news is, about the time I got to slamming the door shut on Morgan's head about four times, he just sort... Vanished. Leaving behind that oh so familiar ash behind. Ah. This is going to be one of those days isn't it? Where everything goes wrong? Ah... But I have SO MUCH planned for today... Goddammit... Oh Well... We'll do it anyway. See what happens.
Good job handling him. Even if he is a bitch.
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What is it about the sword that can hurt you?
ReplyDeleteI doubt that he'd outright tell us, Med. ~ C
DeleteIt was worth a shot.
DeleteYeah, a lot of things are. Until they lead to death. ~ C
DeleteThe Name is a Hint.
DeleteWhich name? ~ C
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ReplyDeleteWay too many typos in that. Sheesh, that'll teach me to catch up on sleep. Like I was trying to say, How exactly was Morgan able to sneak up on you?
DeleteBy standing perfectly still outside my door until I walked out. Probably. He wasn't there when I went in.
DeleteKeep telling yourself that. I think you might be a bit blind.
DeleteSo, Morningstar, would you rather have your file say 'was beaten around by Morgan' or 'was taken by surprise and injured with a special sword. By Morgan.' ~ C
ReplyDeleteI put 'Morgy-poo gave him an owie' on it.
Delete-Veigar
Alrighty, then. That must be an interesting set of files you have. I would've said that I was making files earlier on Harlow's blog, but she doesn't allow anon commenting. ~ C
DeleteHey my wounds are almost GONE except for the gaping holes in my chest. HIS wounds will take a few days at least.
DeleteWait. You guys are making a FILE on me? REALLY? I'm flattered.
I make a file on everyone. Always have. ~ C
DeleteSame here, it's part of my job.
Delete-Veigar
They're popping around in bursts of ash?
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