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Post by mal on Mar 21, 2007 17:52:04 GMT -5
:: After my Pretty fruitful meeting with Simon I have decided to try and find his opponent Vasily Rasputin. The only problem was that I didn't really know his normal haunts. So I started to search the backstage part of the arena. My search started at the most logical place to start, his dressing room. Standing outside the door I knock three hard times and wait for a response. ::
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Post by vasily on Mar 22, 2007 15:51:05 GMT -5
Vasily returns back to his dressing room to find an unfamiliar person in front of his. Door observes the man from afar, and deduces that this man was of the same "mould" as He and Fierhart. He walks up behind him and speaks.
I've broken lesser men in half for being where they shouldn't. What is it you want here.
Vasily awaits his response.
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Post by mal on Mar 22, 2007 16:10:02 GMT -5
:: Turning on my heels I spin around and turn to face Rasputin with a scowl on my face. I was not the type to take threats lightly...or at all actualy. ::
I'd love to see you try... As for why I'm here I was looking for you Vasily Rasputin.
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Post by vasily on Mar 22, 2007 20:10:24 GMT -5
An evil smirk crosses the lips of Vasily. He reponds there after.
As you Americans say, "Be careful what you wish for", Mr. Williams. Or is it Malakye now? Such a confused soul. Such a sheer waste of talent. I wonder if you even have half "his" strength. Simon defeated me without even using all his talent. He repressed what he truly is, otherwise, I might not be walking. Men like him. like YOU. Like me. We are put on this world for one reason. To FIGHT, To DESTROY...and to DIE. That's the only end for us. Not this foolish quest for repentance that he's on. So what foolish reason have you stepped back on the battlefield for I wonder?
Vasily awaist his reply.
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Post by mal on Mar 22, 2007 20:52:52 GMT -5
:: Hearing Vasily address me my actual last name the scowl on my face deepens into a look of full on rage. Not many people knew my actual name. The only person that I know for sure knew it was dead. Even if she was still alive she wouldn't tell a soul of my horrible sins, of the horrendous nightmares that once made me terrified to sleep. Staring into Vasily's eyes from a distance I see what Simon meant, this man had no feeling, no remorse. It was as if his soul was as black as the void itself. It was they very thing I craved, I hungered for, No I NEEDED!::
First of all, NEVER CALL ME BY THAT NAME AGAIN! Dallas Williams is DEAD!!!
:: After shouting that my breath becomes shallow and ragged, as I could feel the delicous hate and fury begin to course through my veins again. ::
The reason I fight?.....Simple I wish to become whole again...to reclaim the darkness that I once foolishly gave up.TO BECOME what I was DESTINED TO BE!
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