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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Apr 28, 2009 14:30:47 GMT -5
Trucido walked up to the top of the tower to visit the king of Santo-Luce, Bradley. He received word that he wanted to talk to him about something.
"Hello, My old friend, how is everything?" He asked the man in the bed.
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Apr 29, 2009 12:30:07 GMT -5
Trucido had come at just the 'right' time, as Bradley was as irritable and angry as ever. As Trucido walked into the room, a dish went flying into the wall and smashed everywhere. The young lady who had been trying to get King Bradley to drink his tea immediately pushed past Trucido, in tears, and in fear as she ran out the door and down the hallway.
"I'll tell you how I'm doing," Bradley growled, "I'm in hell, sitting here dying and living each day in pain, a slow and miserable death and all the while I'm watching my idiot of a son single-handedly destroy what I've done for this whole damn kingdom!"
He coughed loudly, reaching over and grabbing a cane which he used with all his might to lift himself from his bed and force himself to walk over to the window. He couldn't lift his feet too well, so he had to slide for most of the way.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Apr 29, 2009 14:31:02 GMT -5
"I am sorry you feel that way, my friend. But I think Alex is doing wonders for this kingdom." Trucido said as he walked over to him.
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Apr 29, 2009 16:22:05 GMT -5
"Are you out of your mind, Trucido? Have you not seen what he's done here? He does things completely differently than myself," Bradley slouched over the window, looking down at the people rushing about below. He hated everything at the moment - his servants were trying to tell him that he was irritable because of what his sickness was doing to him, but he didn't believe a word they were saying.
"It's almost as if you're just waiting on me to die. Is that it, Trucido?," Bradley raised his eyebrow at the man beside him, "don't know why, but you'd rather take my boy and build him up, support his every nonsensical move, watch him fall and then you and the others can all laugh at me and my kingdom and I suffer through all this all the way to my grave?! You seem to really like that?"
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Apr 29, 2009 16:46:39 GMT -5
"I am not out of my mind, Bradley. I see a future to this kingdom and your son shall lead it!" Trucido said "Alex is what this kingdom need!"
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Apr 29, 2009 18:46:54 GMT -5
"Pah!" Bradley spat, "you all need a tuning in, that's what you need!"
He shook his head and turned to Trucido with a glare. "You've changed. You've gotten too soft, you've lost the way you run this group. You're going to just accept everything that comes, take your chances on something you can see damn well won't work? I'm sorry to say, it's pathetic."
He was probably definitely drawing the line, but at this time the old king didn't care.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Apr 29, 2009 18:50:45 GMT -5
"If I were you," Trucido said "I would choose my next words wisely."
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Apr 29, 2009 19:38:53 GMT -5
"And if I were you," Bradley returned the cold threat with just the right tone to accompany it, "I probably would be thinking about this just a little bit more than you have been. That disgrace of a boy isn't taking this throne and if he does, it's not being handed to him without a price. Much like how you're going to defend him when we can clearly see 'failure' written all over his face - that kind of bull won't come without a price, Trucido."
Bradley huffed as he straightened himself up, yet still putting most of his weight on the cane in front of him.
"You want to keep babying him? Fine, you do that. You see if I care. In the meantime I have connections in this world that stretch out far and wide, and you have no clue how fast I can have certain bits and pieces of information spread among Earth's pathetic heroes against the entire Sumata group. I'll leak to them our plans, our weaknesses, anything that'll gear them up and have them come right at the Sumata 13."
Bold words for a sick, but bold, man. His chest heaved heavily, his voice was quiet and stern, and he meant every single word that slipped out of his mouth.
"Alexander Cornelius Frexton is going to either pull himself together and prove he's a bloody man, or I'm going to make him fall...even if that means you have to go with him, my friend."
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Apr 29, 2009 20:01:19 GMT -5
"... I will give you one chance to reword your last statements. I do not take threats lightly." he said will evil behind his voice.
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Apr 29, 2009 20:27:47 GMT -5
Bradley grinned, but he remained as stern as he had been before.
"Dare you say you are afraid of what may happen? It's not so fun being under someone else's thumb now, is it?" he spoke slowly, he spoke sincerely, and he took back not a single word he said, "now get out of my kingdom before we get really ugly in here."
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Apr 29, 2009 20:37:17 GMT -5
"Your Kingdom? I belivie this is Alexander the Greats kingdom." Trucido said as he pulled out his sword and helped the blade out in front of him. "Do you remember this move?"
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Apr 29, 2009 20:40:38 GMT -5
"'This' move?" Bradley curiously raised an eyebrow, "what do you mean 'this' move? What the hell do you think you're doing, Trucido? Get out of here."
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Apr 30, 2009 14:18:36 GMT -5
"No, You are now retired from being the Ruler of this kingdom and retired from life, itself" He said as he dropped his blade. The blade went though the ground and 12, 10 foot sword blades appeared around Trucido. He snapped his finger and 6 of the blades made a hexagon between him and Bradly, and then the other 6 swords appear behind Bradley. Trucido stared at Bradley.
"You honestly do not remember this move, old man?" He said to him "You are the only person to have seen this move twice and live to talk about it, but the third time shall be your last!"
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Apr 30, 2009 16:17:24 GMT -5
Bradley for a moment still didn't quite understand what was going on until he noticed the blades show up behind and all around them. It was true, he had recounted on two separate occasions where Trucido had used this...interesting, and messy, move of his.
Who'd have thought this would have been the last time he'd see it, though. Maybe Trucido was expecting him to quiver in fear, expect him to apologize, expect him to do something other than stand there with a glare in his eyes and an anger-curled lip.
Or perhaps he didn't. Either way, Bradley's expression was unchanging as he looked at Trucido Damnedblood in the eye for the last time and said, "You...bastard..."
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on May 4, 2009 17:19:54 GMT -5
"Good-Bye, And take this as my last advice in this world." He said as walked forward " May you repent your sins through death." He vanished in the hexagon, then ten seconds later he walked out of the second one with his sword in his hand. "Enjoy the Afterlife, My old friend, My new Enemy" He swung down the sword. Everything, including the walls and the guards there, were cut up into little pieces.
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