Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20141007032632/@comment-29458028-20141022015327

M3m3m2 wrote: Fel smiled as he smacked away the old coin. "I make my own money friend, if you had a job I might consider. Otherwise, enjoy your evening!" He shouted, turning and streamlining his body, extending his limbs a moment later and snapping several leather restaints that had been keeping extra folds of fabric pinned to him (basically old-school flightsuit), enabling him to glide safely to the river far, far below.

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"It's no good Levi, she's comatose." Theresa said calmly, lifting Evelyn's eyelid to see if there was any movement, the dagger slamming into her (Evelyn's) neck just a moment later.

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Evelyn flew awake in a flash, her wings extending as she left Theresa's arms and she turned slowly to regard her environment, a low growl escaping her throat as her narrowed eyes settled on the greatest nearby threat: Levithiel. (Jaws music appropriate maybe?)

(Nah. Levithiel is getting interested in ripping Evelyn to shreds, but she's interested in killing him, no?)

"Aha, finally awake. Draw your sword, vampiress, then engage me in air combat. Don't worry, your Argonian friend is not going to die, even though I could have finished him easily." (Levithiel really enjoys toying with people. His only mistake is that he always lets the prey run.)

"Trust me, you aren't going to win me in sky combat, because you can't win me on the ground" smiled Levithiel, his head already coming up with at least ten attack solutions. He drew his own weapon and closed his faceplates.

(Final fantasy style fight scene! Levithiel is mores skilled than he lets on.)