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broken_time ([info]broken_time) wrote in [info]exiles,
@ 2010-07-03 22:43:00


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Entry tags:black knight, bullseye

Welcome to Nowhere
Wherever they were, whatever they were doing, two men from different worlds find themselves in the middle of a rolling desert. While hills obscure some of the view, there seems to be a great deal of sand and not much else.

Well, aside from the faint smell of coffee and fresh baked goods off in one direction.



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[info]steelandsorcery
2010-07-04 03:54 am UTC (link)
The Black Knight severs the head of a daemon, then parries an incoming blow from a thrall, who is then slashed across the chest and kicked away.

He is less than ten steps from Galam-Reth the Wrathful, poised to end this battle. This victory will mark a turning point in the war against the Chosen; he and Sersi fight back to back, covering each other as easily and fluidly as two halves of the same whole.

Eight steps, then seven, then six...and Galam-Reth has is distracted by a blast of fury from Ikaris and the other Eternals.

Five steps, four, three, two left before he can stand and declare Europe free of the Chosen.

The Black Knight lifts his sword to strike at the last step...and finds himself in the middle of a rolling desert. He barely avoids falling from losing his balance, but comes up ready to attack.

He doesn't know who the man across from him is, but this could easily be one of Galam-Reth's illusions.

"You do not fool me, Daemon! Your tricks will not avail you!" he yells, preparing to strike.

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[info]agentbullseye
2010-07-04 07:45 pm UTC (link)
It had taken tireless hours of planning, preparation, and observation to get it right. Number One of the Secret Empire would be out in the open from a point he would be able to take him out permanently.

The director would have preferred to capture him but that wasn’t an option in this situation. Lester actually preferred it this was it was so much simpler to just take someone out than to capture them but he could understand why the boss preferred the capture.

He was standing on a rooftop across from where his target would soon be. He had the spot sighted where he knew the head of the Secret Empire would be. He had his weapon out which he was going to use for the kill, a toothpick. While he had other more conventional weapons he could use this that the advantage of being almost impossible to see going through the air.

The car pulled up, it would be moments now. Then all of a sudden he finds himself on his knees in the middle of a desert nearby a knight in full armor screaming nonsense.

“What the Hell is going on,” Lester screamed as he quickly dodged out of the other man attack with a roll before changing to a more practical weapon for the fight.

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[info]steelandsorcery
2010-07-06 12:44 am UTC (link)
This is no Daemon, but it has skill. A thrall, perhaps. Very well, then.

Dane's strike misses, but before he can be unbalanced, he pivots just so, and is once again attacking, losing no momentum from the previous attack. He lances out with the Ebony Blade grunting in rage as he tries to deal with the being before him.

The smell of food is slightly distracting, and Dane's stomach wants to stop and refuel, but he locks that thought away. He can eat when this thrall is dealt with.

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[info]agentbullseye
2010-07-06 01:14 am UTC (link)
What an idiot Lester knew he was more dangerous with a toothpick than this guy was with that sword. Still he had to admit not slowing down at all after missing his attack.

He had grabbed a Sai which he tried to use to counter the Sword attack while his other hand grabbed a throwing knife. He was going to look for an opening to strike with if he could without kill the lunatic then great if not, all well.

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[info]steelandsorcery
2010-07-06 03:56 am UTC (link)
This thrall wields odd weapons, but the Black Knight is not deterred. He changes stances and holds his sword ready, daring his opponent to make the first move.

"Come now, Thrall. Or has your courage abandoned you with your Master's departure?" he taunts.

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[info]agentbullseye
2010-07-06 04:15 am UTC (link)
“Are you a lunatic,” Lester just blurted out, “Or high!” Though to be honest he was starting to wonder if he was given what was going on.

Lester makes a feint with the sai to distract before throwing the knife at what appeared to be a weak spot in the armor of one of the arms.

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[info]steelandsorcery
2010-07-07 12:20 am UTC (link)
"You are a servant of demons, and you call me crazy?" Dane asks, incredulous.

Dane moves to block the feint, and is very nearly surprised by the knife that comes at him. Still, his reaction time is better than that of average human beings, so he uses his sword to bat the throwing knife away.

"You are a skilled, Thrall. Many of Galam-Reth's minions aren't, so you must be prized. I'm almost sorry I have to kill you to get to him." the Black Knight says.

He lunges forward with his sword, trying to skewer the thrall and end this before Galam-Reth can strike again.

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[info]agentbullseye
2010-07-07 12:54 am UTC (link)
“Whoa, I nobody minion or servant,” Lester says not happy at being called that. He maybe a government operative but he was nobodies stooge.

He had to admit he was impressed that this clearly psychotic knight was able to deflect his throwing knife.

Lester is only just able to dodge out of the way of the lunge almost losing his balance. This guy was very good. Lester grabbed a fist full of sand and throws it at his opponents face to in an attempt to blind him.

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[info]steelandsorcery
2010-07-07 01:27 am UTC (link)
The fistful of sand does, indeed, slow the Black Knight's advance. He doesn't have time to get an arm up mid-charge, and is suddenly off-balance, unable to use his eyes for a moment.

He automatically leaps to his left side, so as not to be directly in front of Bullseye in case there's another projectile coming, but he does lose his sword as he dodges away.

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[info]agentbullseye
2010-07-07 01:36 am UTC (link)
With the sword out of the guy’s hands maybe he can finally get that guy to stop babbling crazy nonsense. Keeping the distance between them and his weapon out and ready to strike with Lester starts talking.

“Are you ready to stop talking crazy, because I’ve got no idea who the hell you are or what the hell is going on and I don’t like that.”

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[info]steelandsorcery
2010-07-07 01:59 am UTC (link)
Dane expected the thrall to press his advantage, to attack while he was blinded, but when no attack came, he wondered what was happening. He tried getting to his feet, the sand still irritating his eyes.

"Galam-Reth the Wrathful teleported me here when I was about to kill him. This area looks like a desert I know of, several miles outside of Thessyria. You should know all this...unless you are not truly a minion of Galam-Reth. If you are not, then how did you come to be here?" Dane asks skeptically.

He doesn't immediately call his sword back to his hand. Let the other man think he is now defenseless.

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[info]agentbullseye
2010-07-07 02:09 am UTC (link)
It still sounded like a lot of crazy but at least for now he had stopped trying to run him through with that sword.

“I have no idea what the hell you are talking about but I was about to kill the Number One of the Secret Empire by throwing toothpick at him from across the street and the moment before I could make the throw I was here with your crazy ass trying to kill me.”

He never let down his guard as he talked.

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[info]steelandsorcery
2010-07-07 11:45 pm UTC (link)
Dane considers this man's words. It could very well be a trick, but if it wasn't...if they were both two men who had been taken from their homes and brought to this place, what did that mean?

And who was responsible?

"Let's say I believe you for this moment. Will you work with me to determine how we've lost our course and try to get back where we are from?"

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[info]agentbullseye
2010-07-08 01:53 am UTC (link)
Lester though for a few moment think thing through, he wasn’t quite sure what to believe but it did seem wise to now have this man constantly trying to kill him.

“Yeah I think I could try to work with you to figure out what’s going on. I would have to guess that checking out where that smell of food is coming from might be a good place to start.”

Yes he was willing to work with him but that didn’t mean he was going to let his guard down, not even for a moment.

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