Post by Levarin Kindslayer on Sept 1, 2010 16:38:53 GMT -5
((Solo RP between Levarin and Amorshka, with possible future tie-in to another Tower-related plot. ;D Continued from Hunting of Hunters with a less cheesy title.))
Though faded by many years of neglect, a solitary red barn stood proudly in its field of tall grass. A long gravel drive led to its doors, only recently disturbed with the distinct tracks of a motorized vehicle with a lean to one side. Inside the barn, though, the tracks disappeared to an empty floor, surrounded by piles of gray hay and rusting farm tools.
Under the empty space, far below the surface and through several layers of blast doors, Levarin the elf cyborg waited patiently. He had lived for many generations, and though still young by his species standards, he was even more unchanged by the cybernetic enhancements that had been forced upon him. And while his existence was a curiosity, only yards away in the next room slept another impossible cyborg, the sexy and deadly vampire Amorshka Delecroix. Both assassins were now fugitives of The Tower, and neither had a role in the world anymore...
***
Hours passed while Amorshka slept in the chair. Levarin had kept himself occupied, though. A meal had been prepared but then placed in the refrigerator, the beds made, and the workbench in the corner cleaned up. Since that had only occupied some of the time, Levarin took it upon himself to check Amorshka's car for Tower bugs.
If she awoke, she would not find him anywhere in sight. The faint smell of cigarettes would float through the doorway to where they had left her Mini Cooper on the lift. He stood leaning against the wall with a slowly burning cigarrette held in his lips, and a bottle of fine whiskey on the wheeled tool cart next to several greased-up wrenches. He had removed his long black coat and wore only a black tank top above his black denim pants and leather work boots. There were smudges of grease on his hands and body, and he studied a small electronic part in his hands. There was evidence on the ground that the entire car had at one point been completely dismantled and rebuilt, but the car itself looked completely normal, and even shined with fresh wax.
Though faded by many years of neglect, a solitary red barn stood proudly in its field of tall grass. A long gravel drive led to its doors, only recently disturbed with the distinct tracks of a motorized vehicle with a lean to one side. Inside the barn, though, the tracks disappeared to an empty floor, surrounded by piles of gray hay and rusting farm tools.
Under the empty space, far below the surface and through several layers of blast doors, Levarin the elf cyborg waited patiently. He had lived for many generations, and though still young by his species standards, he was even more unchanged by the cybernetic enhancements that had been forced upon him. And while his existence was a curiosity, only yards away in the next room slept another impossible cyborg, the sexy and deadly vampire Amorshka Delecroix. Both assassins were now fugitives of The Tower, and neither had a role in the world anymore...
***
Hours passed while Amorshka slept in the chair. Levarin had kept himself occupied, though. A meal had been prepared but then placed in the refrigerator, the beds made, and the workbench in the corner cleaned up. Since that had only occupied some of the time, Levarin took it upon himself to check Amorshka's car for Tower bugs.
If she awoke, she would not find him anywhere in sight. The faint smell of cigarettes would float through the doorway to where they had left her Mini Cooper on the lift. He stood leaning against the wall with a slowly burning cigarrette held in his lips, and a bottle of fine whiskey on the wheeled tool cart next to several greased-up wrenches. He had removed his long black coat and wore only a black tank top above his black denim pants and leather work boots. There were smudges of grease on his hands and body, and he studied a small electronic part in his hands. There was evidence on the ground that the entire car had at one point been completely dismantled and rebuilt, but the car itself looked completely normal, and even shined with fresh wax.
