Scourge smiled slightly. "Certainly you have rogue agents. In this instance, Vecked was acting alone. When I am able to detain him, I will turn him over to you for due trial. But let's make it clear: Vecked acted alone." "As for the 'worlds as we know it' act, what you don't seem to realize is that without me, you wouldn't exist. I did want to go to war, because you imbeciles were doing a good job of mucking up what I've been trying to save. Without my interruption in your own petty politics, you would have self-destructed. If you don't believe me, please say so, and I will show you why it is true," Scourge said with finality.
"To answer your statements, first, I'm not a political man," Scourge said. "I don't care about your politics or your position. I'm here for one reason, and that is to get you out of my hair so I can focus on more important issues than bugs like the you and the UPA." "As for the bomb, perhaps you should ask your employees why they planted it themselves," Scourge said, his eyes narrowing. "Because I am quite certain I had nothing to do with it."
"**** you," Scourge said in response, with a pleasant smile on his face. "Let's skip the formalities and get down to business, shall we?" OOC: This will make Pharell nervous, lol, and yes, I know. Grab Willi as in literally grab him from like...the hotel.
Scourge smirked. "You don't have the slightest idea..." *** Xardius shrugged. "That mountain is under an illusion. Possibly one of Azull's old ones..."
OOC: Have I ever described what Scourge really looks like? I'll do it now... BIC: Scourge sat in a large chair obviously built for a larger man with a wooden desk in front of him. Black hair was cropped to just above his eyebrows and ears, and deep-set black eyes eyed Skinnar with cold tactical intelligence. He was smiling, though that could have meant anything. He was moderately built, but looked strong, a view heightened by the tight-fitting dark red and black leather armor he wore. He stood as Skinnar entered, coming to his full height of just over six feet and bowed slightly. "I would say it is an honor," Scourge said, his voice comfortably situated at the typical male tone, "but since we're discussing ending the war, I think not. Please have a seat." He gestured to padded chairs put in a semi-circle before his desk.
Xardius got up from his nap. "I'm thinking we wait for Darxess," Xardius said, walking up. "Grab Willi, and then we head to the top of that mountain." Xardius pointed. *** "In here," Scourge said dryly from a room that had a small sign above the doorway saying "Office."
OOC: Sorry. BIC: "Novice," Scourge said. "There's something I need you to do..." *** "Do you understand?" Scourge asked. OOC: Yes we just cut out a short conversation. I'll explain later Pirate, when it won't be a spoiler for anyone.
OOC: Osidia is basically old ruins overgrown. There's a cleared area where ships can land about a quarter mile from an old castle ruin, where Scourge is staying at the moment. BIC: Wirdikov shrugged. "Ask him yourself. He wants to talk to you before he meets with representatives from the UPA." Wirdikov smiled and walked off, the shadows sliding around him as if scared of his presence. *** Scourge sat back and waited for Novice to arrive.
"You misunderstand," Scourge said, leaning forward. "I don't want you to fight Lionheart. I want you to fight his friends. And I want you to kill them. To do that, you need something that can withstand the power of the Lionheart for at least the duration of one battle." He leaned back. "Do you understand? At the moment, your machine could probably hold off one Ultimate Organization member for a few battles. Even if you take Lionheart out of the picture, however, you will only be able to fight the combined power of the Ultimate Organization's members for a few moments. I'm giving you leave to use all of my resources. Use them and make your machine better."
Wirdikov entered the room where Novice was, and nodded to him. "I'm glad you're looking well, Novice. When I found you, you were nearly gone. But you do realize that Azull was the one expelled, not you." *** Scourge's eyes narrowed. "Could you make it...better? Because most does not apply to Lionheart."
OOC: The real question is...has anyone? XD BIC: "So," Scourge said. "What is that machine, for starters?"
OOC: Kay. BIC: Scourge shook his head. "No, I wanted him to warn you that if you were to continue with what you were doing, you would be expelled from the Brotherhood. He misunderstood me, and told you he was to kill you. I contacted him again, and he understood, but rather than have to face you again with his death threat hanging over him, he simply transported you here directly." Scourge gestured. "Please have a seat, and tell me, what exactly you have been doing? Perhaps I wasn't quite clear when you first joined, but you are expected to withhold your ambitions to a point..."
OOC: Normally, I don't either, but: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eicZHb-TO6I Watch this. I did this: six times in a row. (Well, I didn't 100% it, but I can five-star by myself.) Are you waiting for me to post a Scourge thing? BIC: Scourge smiled.
OOC: I was just up late last night...And then I had a friend over and we played Guitar Hero III on Expert for 4 hours straight. We were very, very close to passing Through the Fire and the Flames (hardest song; I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, everyone does) on Co-Op, but he's not quite as good as me, so we didn't. Plus we were trying to five-star One and The Number of the Beast on Co-Op Expert, which are both extremely hard songs...Play Number of the Beast six times on Expert and tell me you won't be tired. Anyway...That was my rant.
OOC: Yeah...I'm tired...Sheesh... BIC: Xardius piloted the ship slowly down to Iceburg, looking forward to the nap he would get there...
OOC: Erm. Internet problems. Hey, Pirate.
OOC: Xardius rescued Bellatrix...definitely an interesting read, there. That's about it. Nothing else happened. And Noxas, I'm looking at your time, and you posted at around 11:00 AM...which means I'm either at school or doing chores, depending on the day. So I'm not really sure what to tell you...
Oh, I gotcha. Um, let's see: Name of your character, quick background info including powers, and an introduction post on how you got to the small...
OOC: Thanks Pirate, I needed that. It's nice to be reminded every one in a while, XD. BIC: Xardius shrugged. "No problem, Bellatrix. And I kind of thought you were here, Nulix..." EDIT OOC: Oh, and I gotta go. See you guys tomorrow.
OOC: Nulix totally snuck onto Xardius' ship a while ago (without anyone noticing), but fell asleep and is now waking up to greet Bellatrix whom Xardius just rescued. :) I thought this would happen, so I made sure you had a place. BIC: "Yeah, right," Highwind said. "Hang up your phone. You disgust me." "Don't listen to him, Xane!" Tera Roth said. "Go after as many girls as possible! Live life! Be a man!" "I'm telling Alyt you said that," Highwind said. "No, um, wait, I meant, uh, one girl's fine, but you can still scope out, I mean, check out, I mean, look at, I mean," Tera Roth stuttered. "Just shut up," Highwind said. *** "Nothing, Bellatrix," Xardius sighed. "I'm fine. Everyone's fine. Worried about you, but fine." He got up. "Might as well heal you now." He formed the healing spell and passed it over Bellatrix. "There you are, good as new."
