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Post by alexanderthegreat on Oct 4, 2009 12:06:55 GMT -5
Alexander gave a pouting look, looking from the heroes back to Trucido. He hardly hesitated as he ran after Trucido right away, though.
"Trucido, wait! You can't just go in there and steal!" he yelled.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 4, 2009 13:04:42 GMT -5
He may be right... what... what if they made allies with bunnies?
*He shook his head then looked at Alex.*
Mark: Why not? That's my plan, steal before you guys can steal. *He said simply.*
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Oct 4, 2009 13:09:21 GMT -5
Alexander twitched at Mark before running ahead of the both of him and Trucido, throwing himself in front of the hall doors and holding his hands out.
"NO ONE IS STEALING ANYTHING!" he shouted, "my god, you're both the same! The pretty paper says we have to play fair and win the relic, and that's what you're going to do if you want it so badly!!"
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Post by lana on Oct 4, 2009 13:16:21 GMT -5
A loud cackling burst of laughter was heard from behind them as Lana marched forward.
"And you're a king? Move it, Frexton," she ordered, glaring the blond man down.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Oct 4, 2009 14:20:07 GMT -5
Trucido pulled out his sword and pointed it at Lana. "First off, do not talk to him like that. Secondly, you are staying here." He said with much anger in his voice. He then pointed it at Mark, "You are going to stay here." He then faced Alex but his sword was still pointed at Mark, "Fine, Alex, BUT I am going to trim some of the competition then. You stay out here and make sure they do not get in!" He put his sword away and walked towards Alex. "I need to get in."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 4, 2009 15:49:56 GMT -5
Mark: Hey! No killing for random reason! *He yelled to Trucido then noticed Alex... something was familiar and just now it hit him what it was, it was that damn Sumata that went to dinner with his daughter... oh... Mark been waiting a long time to find him.* You... you're Alexander Frexton of Santo-Luce, am I right?
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Oct 4, 2009 16:03:35 GMT -5
"I'm not moving for anyone!" Alexander yelled again, this was getting frustrating. Trucido walked right past him go to into the hall and he simply stood there. It was like everything he said was being ignored, he couldn't persuade him to do differently. Letting out a sigh he turned back to Lana and Mark with a frown.
"I...well, yes, yes I am, sir. King Alexander Frexton of Santo-Luce," he responded to Mark, blinking confusedly.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 4, 2009 16:14:54 GMT -5
Mark: Oh... in that case, DIE! *Mark dived forward slamming into him, which slamming right through the door into the next room.* First thing I'll take of are your damn hands for touching Harumi!
*Mark yelled as they fell right down the stairs to the stage.*
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Oct 4, 2009 17:05:33 GMT -5
Trucido smiled as he walked down the stairs and watched as Mark was beating up Alex. He looked over and saw that the relic was right there. He reached for it, but he dropped his arm. He then took his foot and planted it in Mark's stomach.
"And I will cut you up into a billion pieces if you rough Alex up again." He said.
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Oct 4, 2009 17:21:31 GMT -5
Alexander's eyes widened as Mark came lunging at him.
"Oh crap not agai--!!"
And through the door he went. As they tumbled down the staircase Alexander shouted and squealed in pain, and even making a slight attempt to slap at Mark on the way down.
"Why!? I didn't touch her, I--ahh!!--danced with her--who are you to tell--EEE--me who I can and can't date?!?! OUCH!!"
And despite the cuts and bruises, the half-torn shirt now, and the face-planting in front of the stage as well as the bloodied nose, Alexander still got to his feet and glared at Trucido saying, "I can do this myself!!"
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Oct 4, 2009 17:40:00 GMT -5
"I know you can, Alex, I just wanted to help. I promise I will not cut into anymore of your fights unless you ask." He said as he turned around, " Now, to get that relic..." he grabbed his sword and walked towards it.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 4, 2009 17:58:15 GMT -5
*As soon as Trucido let go of him Mark raised up again, but before turning back to Alex he took a drink from a poor person they landed next to and threw it at Trucido.*
Mark: YOU STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE! *He yelled then looked back at Alex.* Oh yeah, dance but then you pinned the broach to her just to have an excuse to... an excuse to... GHA!
*He said unable to finish, the thoughts in his head were to horrible. So he dived right back at him.*
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Oct 4, 2009 18:02:14 GMT -5
"Planning on stealing the relic?" A voice against the wall asked. Yeligar took a few steps out, limping a bit. "I do not think that is a good idea."
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Oct 4, 2009 18:19:25 GMT -5
"WHOA MAN!! I don't stuff like that to cop a feel! That's lame! I'm a gentleman, dammit, A GENTLEMAAAANNN!!" Alexander screamed at the top of his lungs before Mark came back at him. He put his hands up, balling them up and took a swing at Mark.
...The girliest swing a man could ever swing. Usually he'd be able to throw some kind of a decent punch, but at the moment Alexander was kind of...very terrified of Mark. The man looked like he was going to kill him.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 4, 2009 18:23:00 GMT -5
Mark: Yeah right! If that was true then why did you kiss Jasmine like that!? YOU DIDN'T EVEN LEARN HER NAME! *He growled ducking from his swing and sending his fist right at his jaw.*
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