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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 17, 2005 21:15:49 GMT -5
He looked at the bit of Brandy left on his glass, the light was shining from it, and he sighed slightly. He'd been drinking since 6 and still it barely affected him. Not like it used to, anyway. He'd ended up getting a high tolerance to alcohol, and that wasnt the worse thing. He really wanted some Demonic Whiskey, now that stuff did the job. He had changed a lot. He'd spent 700 years in the past. He'd gotten a chance to go back home, but Tyr had spoken to Malachi, he had been really pissed off at first, but then after a few days, he had calmed down. That had been almost 700 years ago though. He'd gotten used to the changes in the town, the people that came and went, those who died or were killed, and still he and Ripper were there. But by no means the same. He could speak of himself, and say he had changed quite a bit, he saw life a lot clearer now and even saw through peoples bullshit. When you were getting as old as him, it became something acquired. But with age, he also managed to gain strength. He was in better shape now than he had been before. But everyday he couldnt help but think of home at least once. He thought about Mae's smile, or Fenrir and him sparring. He thought about one of Lucifer's snide remarks, Malachi making noises in the dungeon. He thought about Vandos, making fun of him, eating ice cream with Rionos. He thought about Nailana, and how much he missed her, and even about Salandra and about his little brother. He sighed again. He knew he'd see them again, but he would have to remain alive to get to that time span. He turned when he heard the doors shoot open, and then turned back around, asking for another glass, and just losing himself in the memories of a man who missed what used to be his.
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 17, 2005 21:26:51 GMT -5
Yawning, he limped across the floor, shaking his head to some people trying to sell him healing herbs."Get away from me, that stuff doesn't work, besides, it'll heal in good due time. Go away, go on, get out of here." He sighed and sensed Hannibal immediately. He debated whether or not he should even go to the man who was sitting there. Hannibal indeed, was different, but so was Tyr, he'd have to be with a situation like this. Walking, he eyed his leg, twisted it without so much as a quick blink and then jumped the distance of the five or six tables that were between him and Hannibal. The crowd eyed him strangely and he bowed."Donations would be greatly appreciated." His changes and training had brought on a lot of neat things. He could do things he had never been able to do, he could even beat Hannibal in a fight, which in his opinion, felt like that was a piece of cake. He was a hi-bred now, and the only one of his kind he knew of. They'd found out that the lab had figured that his blood was from a rare line of unknown species that were few and far apart. The species itself had no real talent, but what they had done to Ripper changed and reconfigured his dna structure. It was awesome, and it made him enjoy life here, moreso than if he was still that scrawny little kid he was before. Finally, he sat down and eyed Hannibal. "You're mopey again Hannibal. You need a hug, don't you?" He mockingly pouted his lips and wrapped his arms tightly around Hannibal, squeezing him tightly, hearing his spine pop. "Bet that felt good, now didn't it?" He shook his head.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 17, 2005 21:31:22 GMT -5
She took a swig from his glass, and didnt even turn to Tyr when he spoke. "Nope, not mopey, just contemplative." He felt the hug and heard the sound. "Thanks, needed that, I think." He watched the barmaid come towards him, and bring him another glass and he raised his eyebrow. "Thanks, but I just got one." The barmaid leaned over and started whispering a few things and he couldnt help but chuckle and shake his head. "No thanks. You're beautiful and all, but not in the mood for something like that." She leaned towards him again, whispered something else and then walked off. He took the glass and moved it towards Tyr, so he could take it, and he just yawned, crossing his arms. "Out having your fun?"
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 17, 2005 21:34:57 GMT -5
He grabbed the glass and smelled it."Idiot woman, she out something in it. Whatever she told you, you would have done whether you wanted to or not." He waited for her to look away and switched the drink with someone else's quickly and then drunk it."Having fun huh? I guess so dad. Beats me." He punched him on the shoulder."Thinking about what?"
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 17, 2005 21:39:32 GMT -5
He looked at the glass. "Nice to know, I still got it." He smiled briefly. "Oh you know, the usual. Home. How people think you can see through their bullshit." He stretched. "Life in general." He looked at him. "This is quite the adventure, eh?"
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 17, 2005 21:43:08 GMT -5
"It's like a very long book almost. I've been writing, everyday, keeps me sane, well, moreso than if I didn't keep it." He nodded and ordered some water, and drank it in one sip."You think were ever going to go back then?"
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 17, 2005 21:49:23 GMT -5
"Keep on writing it, you'll make a shitload, I mean, you'll get an interesting perspective in it all." He nodded, and finished his drink. "Yeah, I think we will, but in all honesty, not back through the Time Shaft, though. Probably just re-living all these years till we get back."
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 17, 2005 21:51:06 GMT -5
"All of them?" his mood dropped and he made a face."Come on, you once said you could do ANYTHING, apparently not." He laughed and smacked his back. "I'm writing in it as much as I can, whenever I can. Someone's always got me doing something for the sake of doing something. Leaving all that time so you're by yourself. You know, I can act like I'm not there if that's the case." He smirked.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 17, 2005 21:55:26 GMT -5
He turned to him and laughed. "I got you doing stuff cos it builds character, and usually I'm BY your side." He smiled. "If you want, I'll help you with the book." He nodded and looked around. "You in the mood to go on another adventure? Maybe find one of those icy breathed dragons we didnt find last time."
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 17, 2005 21:57:27 GMT -5
"We COULD have, if someone would have let me take a few more scent samples. As weird as that sounded, we would have found them eventually, in a few days, since ice really doesn't smell." He laughed and let his head slam on the counter."You help me with the book? I want adults to read it. You can help the kid version, with pictures." he grinned.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 17, 2005 21:59:11 GMT -5
He smacked him behind the head. "My kids version would be awesome and would outsale your adult version." He smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, but we went to go find one particular dragon for their miracle drool...not to find the ice dragons. We both know sometimes we cant do what we want. Besides, we need to find you a lady friend." He smirked.
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 17, 2005 22:01:14 GMT -5
"But the ladies unfortunately, don't see me for the intellectual I really am." He nodded very seriously and broke into a smile at Hannibal's 'Yeah Right' face."More so than you!" he nodded and then shrugged."I had that one woman, you remember. Valoria, but she ended up being all bleck."
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 17, 2005 22:02:30 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but you should try meeting someone else. I mean sure the girl had it going on, but she had bitch written all over her, I could have told you that. Those are the ones you HAVE to avoid. Unless you want to deal with the consequnces." He shivered.
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 17, 2005 22:05:23 GMT -5
"She wasn't like that until after awhile. Remember, she started off really nice and kind and all that. Then she got all different on me. Probably your fault." he laughed."I'll see what I can do, matchmaker. For shame if I never bring honor to your name." He laughed some more.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 17, 2005 22:07:45 GMT -5
He smiled sheepishly. "That's how they ALL start out. Then BAM! They get you with their amazing power of bitchiness. Trust me, I've met waaaaay too many. I'm prone to them." He looked to him. "You'll bring shame to my name if you dont give the girls your full game. Kings are known for how good we are in the bed Olympics." He laughed hard.
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