Re: Last One Wins

[Cardwolf]

Maybe, eloquence is a practiced art my dear.  *He steps forward back in his elvish state*  Just as everything else is in this world, charm, physical attraction, seduction...*The last part was said his mouth near her neck and ear.  "Perhaps this little game is beneath us, so why don't we set that win down and find somewhere else, more fitting?"

[Saerrael]

No, I don't think so. This win is mine and shall protect it with dear life.
*Calls full armor and her claymore*
You can kiss this win good bye, Elf. I'm not falling for your sweet talk.

[Cardwolf]

"Such a pity."  *His hands reach back and materialize a halbert from behind him.*  "Then I will pry it from your cold, dead fingers."

[Saerrael]

Oh my, the Elf wants to play..?

*Just grins at him*

[Cardwolf]

"I always want to play dear, We elves are a subtle race.  We have a tendency to frolic like deer one moment, but strike out like an eagle at the next.  Come now, you didn't think we'd all be simple tree huggers did you?"  He said calmly taking a swing at her legs.

[Saerrael]

*jumps over his halbert, attempting to land on it to make fun of him, but misses and lands, turning around quickly to face him again*

I found Elven males to be most interesting. ..on the battlefield and beyond..

[Cardwolf]

*Twists on his bringing the blade over her claymore and closing in close to her.*

"Seeing has we've already shared that bond.  I'll say the same for angels as well."

[Saerrael]

Too close..

*calls wings and pushes him away with them*

[Cardwolf]

*Pretends to be knocked back and does a flip, sending the halbert back to storage and summoning a throwing spear and launching it at her chest.*

[Saerrael]

*Swats the spear with her claymore, reducing it to splinters. Stomps a foot to call on Holy magics, consecrating the earth under it with Fire*

[Aiden]

-Sneaks up on the two targets and pin points them for a nuclear strike-

***NUCLEAR LAUNCH DETECTED***


(Aiden is in a starcraft mode tonight)

[Cardwolf]

*Puts on his gas mask and hazmat suit, then picks up the win*

[Saerrael]

(( hahahahhaah! ))

*peers around, then up and takes off to the skies*

[Aiden]

-Claims the desolate landscape, taking a deep breath through his gas mask-
Nothing like the smell of fresh radiation.

[Cardwolf]

*Puts a gun to the back of his skull and pulls the trigger*

[Aiden]

-Is jolted forward by the shot and turns around, shaking the ringing out of his ears-
Bad choice..
-Hisses through the his mask before lifting the AGR-14 up and cloaks, locking a red mark over his chest-

[Beguile's Mistress]

Since the win is all ignored by these two I'll take it with me.

[Saerrael]

*Innocently wanders in to trip over Beguile and happens to take the win*

[Aiden]

-Takes the win and sneaks away still cloaked-

[Cardwolf]

*Walks past Aiden in the street and pickpockets*

[Saerrael]

*Takes the elf by the ear untill he surrenders the win to her8

[Cardwolf]

Whimpers.  "God damnit you know that hurts!"  Flails his arms around and jabs her by mistake.

[Aiden]

-Takes the win as he flails-

[Saerrael]

*distracts by flashing and runs off with the win*

[Aiden]

I what the...
-Reclaims his win-