the Depth of Cold -open-

Subject: the Depth of Cold -open- Wed Jun 03, 2009 5:02 pm

The bright sun shined through the clouds on this mid day gathering. People were everywhere as a festival of some kind was being held. Most of the people running around were of power and authority from all over the world. Ministers from France, England, and most countries. Even some Secretaries from America were even spotted. Body guards were even more easy to spot out. However there were some normal citizens. Most of them were of secret societies getting ready for some drops and meetings that were suppose to be covered by the festivals activities.

Adrien stood in a corner. His hair was swaying slightly. It was quite cold out, but still people were out and about like it was a bright sunny day in the mid west. Adrien smiled as there was an American band playing in the background. The kind of music that he grew up on. He just couldn't help from being brought back to that moment in his life before he had these incredible powers. He smirked as he turned and made his way through the crowd. He was dressed rather nice. He was wearing a kind of suit (like in his profile if I was able to change it). His walk was almost perfect, but he couldn't allow himself to be noticed by the wrong people. His hair was laying down, as his earrings were visible along with the tattoo on his neck of a pentacle.

His smile turned into a smirk as he noticed some high members of the court. Adrien turned slightly as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a paper with a name on it. "James Black," Adrien read his name out and looked back into the crowd. The name didn't sound too familiar, but he knew that a job was a job even if it wasn't for his personal gain of power. His goal to be the most powerful Apostle was a quest that he was in constant search of. Adrien's eyes were bright blue as he looked around and continued to listen to the American Band.

Adrien then noticed a group of people roaming around the side of the square. He walked slowly towards them. Adrien happened to notice that some of them Russian ladies were getting caught in his eyes. He smirked and walked over to one of them and spoke, "Don't look so hard." He then placed his hand on her shoulder and continued towards the men on the side. They were speaking, but he was still to far away from him. Adrien could tell that they were going to go in. It seemed to be that it was a meeting of two Americans, three Europeans, and six Russians. He then sat down at a table about two yards from where they had decided to sit outside of an interesting Russian Parlor. Adrien sighed as he waited for the gentlemen to decided to go inside and actually make the deal. He heard the name James, and then he heard Mr. Black. It is almost time to get this done. Just get in position and Ill do the rest. This time it will be undetected

Adrien smiled gently and he looked over to see some kids playing on a large jumping bag deal. He sighed slightly as he turned and seen that the men were walking in. Adrien stood up and followed them in. Inside, it was quite odd. There were tables out everything, but there were very few people. All of them were dressed in black. It was obvious this was a hide out of some kind, but a parlor cover. Adrien turned and noticed three of the Russians, two of the Europeans going toward the bathroom. He started to follow them as he noticed that every room was completely soundproof. Are they being executed? Adrien wondered, but he had no clue for sure. He felt his gun at his side, but once he his in the hallway he picked up his knife and placed it in his hand.

Adrien sighed as he walked into the bathroom. When he walked in the five men were in different stalls. He smirked as his eyes shifted red. He gripped his knife in his hand and waited for a second. One man walked outside of the stall. Simultaneously, he was killed in a matter of milliseconds. Adrien placed his hand over his mouth and cut his throat as he spun him around on his hell placing his body back on the toilet. The man was Russian. James Black is either American or European. I money is on American As he thought it out that there were no Americans in the bathroom he made a quick decision. The other men walked out of the stalls sighing in a relief. As they started to talk to one another, they turned and looked at Adrien.

Adrien within seconds, grabbed his gun with his other hand and opened fire. He was carrying a classic six shooter. The four remaining men were killed execution style. Four shots all went into their foreheads except one which went through the neck causing a bloody mess all over the walls that were to the mans left. He sighed slightly as he ran up on them and went through their pockets. He was looking at names. Blake, Kain, Smith, Jones...Green... Hm. Adrien sighed slightly as it seemed they must be running on code names and James Black must be a code name.

He was untouched, but his mind was racing. He then turned and walked over to the door and walked out. Adrien turned slightly as he looked to where the other men had went. It looked as if they went into the back. He then moved slowly down the hallway. The front was cleared out for some reason that he was unaware of. This made him wonder if maybe they heard the shots, but then he heard laughing.He then started to open the door. Then stopped. He heard the men start to speak, "Do did you get rid of them Blake?" Adrien then threw open the door and walked in with a swift jolt. His eyes seeing three men on the floor dead. It was two Russians and one American leaving only three left. Adrien drew his knife and threw it towards one of the men. It stuck the man in the chest as the back place looked more like a bar.

The man fell to the ground, but the other two were moving as they drew their guns pointed them at Adrien. Adrien stopped and stood motionless for a second. "James Black?" The man then answered, "Secretary Black, and you aren't getting out of here alive." Adrien smirked as his hands drew from his sides and flames appeared in his palms. The orbs of fire that had appeared slammed into the two men. The men then started to scream in horror. He swarmed them as he punched one of the men in his throat clasping his throat leading to death. The one known as James threw off his jacket and stumbled around. Adrien turned grabbed him by his arm and snapped it with his elbow with one smooth motion. Adrien then spoke as his gun dropped to the floor. "What was this meeting about?" Adrien asked out of curiosity. The man had replied that it was a prearrangement to a deal that was suppose to go down with some new weapons. Adrien then smirked, "So were is this deal suppose to take place?" Adrien was curious as this was the chance for him to cause some real chaos and hopefully gain some rank in his own faction. "New York...Warehouse six....please don't kill me." the man spoke to him with such pleading. Adrien then sighed as his hands released his arm, but then gripped his head. In a swift jerk the man was dead.

Adrien reloaded his gun and placed the empty shells in his pocket. He then grabbed his knife out of the mans chest. He whipped it off on the body. Adrien made his way towards the outside door. The Parlor was empty. It was obvious that the men in the bathroom were supposed to be killed. He then sighed as he opened the door to the outside. The cold breaching his body threw his mouth making him almost step back in. Adrien started to walk as the festival was still raging as if nothing was happening. He moved over to a new part on the other side were many people were sitting in the roads on benches watching some sort of parade begin. He sat there and just watched as his eyes turned back to blue. He pulled out the parchment paper and read it once more, "James Black, Secretary (Code Name) Eliminate." The parchment then caught fire and then into ash. Adrien then sat on a little bench as the Russian Military started to march through the streets....

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Wed Jun 03, 2009 7:53 pm

Validus had been ordered by the Elders to position himself within the International Festival, a gathering which was also a major turning point for rising gangs, as well as other Faction members yearning for further credit. Adding to this, the Number 'I' had been given the objective to assassinate a General, this General was known as "Volokov the Bold" due to his countless victories in a former-war which had taken place around the borders of Russia, endangering the motherland itself. Today was the day a major figure in the world would be killed on the spot. It wasn't considered to be 'excitement' just 'duty' came to mind, as Validus thought of this, for he was a planner... And observer, a coordinator and most of all, a cold-blooded Assassin, top in his class. He had proceeded leaving, earlier that morning.

Validus reached the festival, in his normal black garments. Validus wore his black coat, which had short sleeves, and was longated. As well as his tight black shirt, with his usualy Eye-Pendant, known as the 'All-Vieweing' or 'Fear Itself', along with some tight, long black pants. Beneath his short-sleeved coat was his Saya, and within his Saya was Ordo, the deadliest of all blades known to man, made strictly of Oligarchum with attachments making it more durable throughout the day and the night. As he approached some stalls, he could already tell suspicious activity took place here, but, he was only assigned to one man, to be the Death God, the Grim Reaper, for this one, renown, Russian-Men. As Validus travelled amongst the Festival, he had found a building, with the Russian flag on it, showing indisputable pride, despicable pride, it was where the Russian visitors of this Festival remained, and coordinated for its own Nations expression. Using Shadow-Stepping, Validus easily managed to bypass its security, and infiltrated it very silently. From there, he went up, within the classical 'ventilation system', and, as he crawled like a lowly worm, it'd be soon he'd become a butterfly, and spread his black wings. From the Ventilations Shafts, he had observed multiple Russian Intelligence... This was certainly a suspicious building, governmentally-oriented, but, there was one room which struck him, actual terrorrists from Russia were being treated their own room within the Russian Building, perhaps the government was on to some catastrophic event...? Validus continued to observe.

As his eyes glared down at them, very quietly, they had a map set-up, it was certainly local, and most likely resembling the Festival, they made it themselves, and it was very intricate. Hmm... The Government is colliding with gang-activity? odd, and very suspicious. Thought Validus collectedly, as he examined the map stealthily. The man spoke in his native tongue, Validus couldn't understand, but, the man appeared to be cheerful, for he had finished the map. With some gestures, Validus had gotten the idea, that they'd get a large sum of money, and a manor of their own, to share in Russia as Headquarters for their rising gang. The Russian Government had always appeared so strictly, this put Validus more on the edge of deceit.

As if foretelling events, it had ended up being just that. A Russian Government official, perhaps General Volokov himself, due to his eye patch, and tall build, as well as the scarring was with 4 elite Russian Soldiers, perhaps direct guards to their superiors, they had entered the room, the criminals sitting along a table, showing the officials the map. The Criminals all appeared happy and excited... General Volokov took the map quickly, and examined it... He grinned... And then, with a slight finger notion a nudge pointing at the Russian Criminals, the General smirked, pleased with the map, but devious due to the uextepctedness of their own deaths to those they helped. The General left the room with the map, and the Criminals raised their hands in a pitiful notion, giving up, and begging, but, the Russian Guards had shown no emotion, and simply fired down on them, there was a blood-bath, and as if nothing had happened, the Russian Guards exited the room.

With this knowledge, there was more reasoning as to why Validus would aim for killing such a demon-General, now he knew... This General was full of deceit, and used his brilliance, and deceit only for his own selfish desires... Such as the map, a new objective had been added to the number 'I', it was to assassinate his target, then regain control over the map, and give it to the Festival-Coordinators, most likely whom the Criminals were acting of. Validus had exited the ventiliation stealthily... And hopped down from the cieling. There was a Russian Guard... But, before the Russian Guard could witness Validus's presence, the number 'I' had already used Shadow Stepping to get behind him, with a grin, Validus managed a clean slice to the veins in his neck... This would instantly kill. After this, doing it so silently... He had hidden the body above, into the Ventilation, using his acrobatics, he then shut the shaft, and exited the building... Soon, the building itself, probably right after the General leaves to join in on a march, would be furnished with blood from its own man.

...The Russian March had begun to proggress, and Validus was observing the massive amount of militants from the Russian Armed Forces... Keeping a Keen eyes, mainly for his target. He had noticed a suspicious figure exit from a certain part of the Festival, only to observe the March, his striking blue eyes had stuck out to Validus, this man had certainly done some wrong-doing, and there was something unique about him, something dangerous. A harsh demeanor, perhaps? The man was not Validus's target, so he hadn't concerned him very much... Validus proceeding observing. There were crowds on the side, happily cheering for their military, and/or allies Military, and beneath this noble, and honorable march... Was a colder, more ambitious group of armed men, Validus had known this, up-close, and personally.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye... General Volokov had shown himself, he was waving, and smiling. And leading another division of the massive armada of Russians, women were cheering for his experience, and attractiveness, aside from the scars, which had only made the man look cooler, and men were also cheering him own, for his prowess as a tactician, and deception against all whom oppose the motherland. Validus wrapped his right hand around the hilt of Ordo, the blade shined only slightly from the sun, and in a flash... Using Shadow Stepping, he had gotten from the rooftop, to the General, in a mere second, the building he was standing on was close, but, his speed even better. Also, in a flash, he used his masterful precision, to slice the General in 3, the blade, not making a noise, and its figure, invisible as he swung instantly, Validus had also been invisible doing this, for it happened directly when he used Shadow-Stepping to reach his target.

Using Shadow-Stepping one more time, he had dashed invisibly to the other side of the road, acting as an observer to the march, he stood there coldly, watching the General's facial expressioan go into shock, realizing he had just been cut in three... Then, the burst of blood, a clean 3 strikes they were, after seeing the General diced publically, the crowd began to shout in awe of the immediate assassination, women began to shed tears... It was chaos. There was controversy, the march was now disorderly, and there was no more coordination, or direction, as the Russian Soldiers turned to their Generals aid, which was futile for the slices were precisely meant to kill the man instantly, in a quick yet ugly fashion. Validus stood there, without an expression on his face. He heard from the crowd around him things like... "Whoa? Who had done that!", "O-Oh my... The General, he's dead! NO!", "What kind of demon is capable?!?!", ect... All in silent tones... And in awe, for no one saw Validus's figure. Realizing his mission was a success, from the other end of the crowd, and with his blade already sheathed in its Saya, he walked calmly away from the crowd, the scene in general... He could still hear the crying, and turmoil. Validus continued walking slowly away...

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Fri Jun 05, 2009 9:22 am

Naesala had been in mosko for some work, there was a section of the world bank in the area and he planned to rob it. He was flying high, avoiding being seen when he saw a large military march. Hmmm, he thought, mabey this isn't the best time...oh well. He swooped arouned untill he landed on a building, watching the march progress. He cept his wings out just in case something whent wrong, and a few things would.

While standing there he heard a man in terror, it was in the ally two buildings away. Naesala flew quickly over there, seeing the gruesem result. He landed next to a man with a large stab wound, he was dead. He noticed the door was open, and he obviously, he whent inside. There he found a man too, dead, and the door to leave was open. Neasala wanted to bring this man to justice, ironicly he would comit crimes of his own tonight. When he exited he saw a man standing there with a peice of parchment, burnign to a crisp with no assistence. "Well, a taoist, one who murders and with fire, crap" He said it to the man as he burned the parchment. He heard some screms coming from the march, now what?

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Sun Jun 07, 2009 10:17 pm

Adrien's eyes shifted slightly as people started to scream. He looked over to see the military general rip apart. He stood up in an instant and knew that it had to be an assassin. Adrien's gaze shifted as he noticed a man on the other side of the crowd, but then again he was far enough away his figure was hazy. His mouth then shaped a smirk as he then heard another voice. He sighed slightly as he felt his pistol move as he turned to face the next opponent.

His mind shifted, but his eyes stayed blue for now. "There is no need to suggest that im a Taoist. Don't think you will get a jump on me.. it looks likes you are one too." Adrien's arms were at his side, but his palms were open. "So are you a friend, foe, or just another person passing through?" Adrien then turned slightly to see if the assassin had noticed another presence. His eyes shifted back to the man. "It looks like im not the only one with an unusual job."

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Mon Jun 08, 2009 6:00 pm

As Validus continued walking away, he had gotten further and further out of range. Eventually, sensing something else, it was strange, but, he had turned around quickly, only to notice two Apostles... One had seemed familiar, it was the man with wings from earlier. Upon turning around, he had used Shadow Stepping to confront the two Apostles, he remained about 21ft away, but, they were still clearly able to hear and see him, for now that is... They were also seperated from the fading crowd, for the three of them were the only ones uninterested in the General's death. With Ordo in its Saya, he spoke... "I believe you both are about to start quite some activity within the area... I recommend taking this elsewhere." Spoke Validus coldly... His voice, soft. "I'm familiar with you, Taoist." Validus pointed at the man whom had blue hair. "If you interrupt in the flow of things, I had addressed that I wouldn't hold back to stopping you." Spoke Validus coldly once more, directed to the man with the blue ponytail. For now he had ignored the other Taoist... Remaining in palce, he stood there and waited for a response, from one, or both of them. Perhaps a reaction as well... Combat was about to erupt in this place.

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Mon Jun 08, 2009 8:28 pm

"Well well, if it isn't the big shot, no wonder the general is in peices" Naesala looked at him and back at the Apostle. "I have seen you before, I am suprised you don't know me, you people are trying to kill me. Don't worry Numero Uno, all I whant is this killer." Naesala looked at him coldly. "You killed my informent you sonofabitch." With this Naesala pulled a gun on him and pointed it on him. "Now tell me were your base is" Naesala new this man was good with a nife, but Naesala was incredibally skilled in hand to hand, better than anyone he had ever met.

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Mon Jun 08, 2009 9:05 pm

Adrien stood still. He watched on as he seen someone almost appear out of no where. It was amazing to see the intense speed of the man. He smirked slightly as it seemed the two were acquainted, but then again that was a bad thing. His eyes shifted slightly back to the other man with the bright blue hair. It kind of threw him off with the color, but that was normal. He turned his hands slightly as his position shifted. His left leg went forward as his body shifted to the side. The blue hair man then pulled out a gun and pointed it at him.

Instantly, his eyes shifted to their red color. The man that spoke was one. He was one of the most dangerous men on the planet. One of the most elite. Taking both of them on would be suicide at this point. He figure he could get away with a nice size fireball that that wasn't the plan. "You are a coward." Adrien spoke right to the man with blue hair. "You and your guns. There are too many people like this one said. It would cause too much chaos and too much attention." Adrien looked on as people still scattered. People continue to run. It was about to get hot in the area with the General assassinated. He was expecting cops to start rushing in any moment. "Number one? You must be the leader. What a honor. I suppose," Adrien spoke with a harsh straight forward tone. "Informant? Well i guess you are just a criminal. You serve no purpose. I suppose you probably have some interesting tales. I wonder... What is your name?" He asked the blue haired fellow. He was hoping the other man would answer as well, but was unsure. He seemed mighty confident, which always led to problems.

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Tue Jun 09, 2009 5:24 pm

Validus stood there coldly... His right hand was lightly placed amongst the hilt of Ordo. "Naesala, is it?" Asked Validus calmly. "Well... Naesala, you've already given off intelligence. For this I may just have to kill you..." Spoke the Number 'I' silently. "I may simply have to erase you both. You two are becoming problems, already learning of such intelligence you should be keeping to yourselves." Addressed Validus, now more harshly then he had spoken before. Realizing the criminals gun was aimed directly at the Apostle, Validus had used Shadow Stepping, and in a flash, seemed to have gotten directly behind the Naesala, placing his sword up against his neck in the flash of a proccess. "The only one whom should be killing, is myself. Otherwise, it's criminal. Isn't it?" Questioned the number 'I' coldly, obviously knowing the proper answer. Validus waited for reactions... He was curious as to how the next move would play out. He stood there, Ordo's edge against Naesala's neck, while Naesala's gun was pointed directly at the other man.

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:22 am

"Well than, sorry Mr. One but I have more important things than you to deal with right now" Neasala put his gun back into his sleeve, "I assure you appostle I don't hide behind guns, I simply hoot people with them. Very Happy

With this Neasala realesed a largea amount of chi to creat a shock wave when his wings came out. The resolting flash made the wind shoot out from all sides, nocking to two back. "NOw than can we talk like gentle men?"

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Wed Jun 10, 2009 3:26 pm

(OOC: just to let you know, you can't say it knocked either of our character's back. That is called autoing. Not allowed. Just for future references))

Adrien watched calming. He knew that the man known as one was pretty fast. He moved in a matter of seconds. It would take all the concentration he had to even keep up with that one. The other one seemed to just be really cocky and naive. then sighed slightly as the one person began talking. In moments, however, the other man had released a Taoist chi. The wind created by the release of chi threw Adrien back, but still he remained on his feet.

"Neasala is it? I don't know anyone with that name. I bet it would be easy to pick you out of a line up. Mr one? Hmmm. Well, i believe if this beast believes that he is going to start problems, someone is going to have to stop it." Adrien's eyes shifted between the two talking to both. His hands still remanded at his sides. His eye shifted to the one called Neasala. "Enough with the games and showing off. You want to talk like gentlemen? That is fine. You aren't on the list, but looking like some kind of monster in public is bound to get someone's attention." Adrien looked around. The crowd was still there. Most of them were already at a panic state and running. This guy wasn't helping. Adrien then looked back at the other man. He knew the ones name, and information on the other. He was the only one that still remained a mystery.

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Wed Jun 10, 2009 4:24 pm

(ooc: Ummmm, yes also called god modding, sorry, I have always had trouble with that, to save from editing just say I made the wind, you choose what it does.)

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Wed Jun 10, 2009 4:30 pm

((OOC: yeah I figured. it isn't a problem. I know what you meant as you probably can already tell by my post Blah!!))

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:09 pm

(ooc: ok than posting continue!)

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Wed Jun 10, 2009 7:31 pm

Validus quickly used Shadow Stepping to get 10ft away from the area, within a second or two. The shock wave proved unaffective towards him. But, the other man had been thrown back slightly, still remaining on his feet, most likely because he was used to the Apostles 'Magic'. "Since you are already soaring amongst the sky... I will give you one last chance to compensate for revealing the little intelligence you bear." Ordered Validus without even looking at his target, he had a cold expression, and as he spoke, there was simply a bland tone, one of mystery, or solitude. For now, he had ignored the other Apostle, for, the Aposlte hadn't revealed anything of danger to him, but, if he'd become a problem then, the Number 'I' would simply have to kill him as well. Without glaring at the other man, who was an Apostle, and not a floating criminal, Validus spoke. "And you, Apostle... I suggest you don't reveal anything of caution to me, or I will have to erase you... Leave this place." Ordered Validus coldly. Currently, the number 'I' had the intent to kill the man with wings, he knew very little of Chronos, but, just the fact that the Number 'I' associated himself with this man, made him dangerous. Using his right hand, he had calmly gripped Ordo, lightly pulling it out of its Saya, revealing it, he had the edge of the blade aimed at the floating Criminal, Naesala. Then... He braced himself.

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Thu Jun 11, 2009 1:42 pm

Well, F@#k me, Naesala thought, number one stood in front of him with his blade drawn. "Hm, well no matter, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but during all this comotion 6 banks have just simaltaniausly been robbed," Naesala was bored of this "Oh and the world already nose I am a monster, I am famouse yu know" Naesala lookes up and back at number on and said loudly "So long, Validus Visage!" Naesala flew high into the air at super sonic speeds, quickly getting a mile away.

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:20 pm

Adrien watched closely. It seemed everything was going according to plan. Nothing was going to happen besides the previous hits. He sighed slightly as the criminal began to speak once more. "Famous?" Adrien muttered under his breath. His eyes shifted back to their normal blue color. His mind became at easy as the winged beast flew off. His body shifted in position as he came to look at the one who now had a new name. "You are the number one assassin." Adrien spoke without fear. He now knew who this man was. He didn't not tremble, but as energized. This man was the best of the best. When gaining his powers he learned of the numbers. Knew how powerful they were and that it wouldn't take them long to catch on to the Apostles since they already were figuring it out. "My name is Adrien Kain. Apostle of The Stars. I will be the messiah." Adrien was very forward. He didn't want to have an advantage over this one. At the moment the taoist only wanted to make sure that even ground was given. A great battle would come, but today was not that day, but someday. Adrien's bright blue eyes watched as his figure remained still. His voice was much more luring and more smooth in this set of mind, that is was rather chilling. "So it seems your friend doesn't really care about secrecy."

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:06 pm

(OOC: How does your character know that the I's name is Validus Visage? Even Naesala didn't know that, and I didn't reveal it to anyone? Where'd your character learn of his actual name?)

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:18 pm

((OOC: I was getting ready to pm you about that myself ahahaha. I guess an explanation should be given. Better make it good;))

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Thu Jun 11, 2009 7:30 pm

(OOC: Yeahh... I won't post until you give me that explanation. Nothing harsh, but, I need to know how you could have that information? )

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Thu Jun 11, 2009 9:24 pm

OOC there I changed my post so that you can post:)

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Fri Jun 12, 2009 3:29 pm

(OOC: Naesala, my character never revealed his name to you. That must've been why there was confusion. I'll post now.)

The AA ranked Criminal had fled the scene with incredible speeds using his thick, strong wings, unique specifically to him, for he was a former-Apostle. Then, the number 'I' remained in place, realizing it'd be a waste of his time to chase after a man-in-the-skies. Swinging Ordo professionally in a circle, he then excellently placed it back into its Saya... Then, he stood there, as the Apostle had spoken up... The Apostle had strangely introduced himself to Validus, and not only did that, but, introduced it with ambition, a goal, to become the Messiah, also known as the most dangerous Apostle amongst the living. He had called Naesala a friend, and mentioned how he doesn't keep secrecy, earlier he had ignored the statement of himself being the number one Assassin, only one outside of Chronos would find that true, he was simply a number, leading the organization, an outsider wouldn't realize that each number had its own expertise, which meant, there was never a 'most powerful, or skillful'. " It seems as if the trait of revealing secrets runs throughout the Apostles, for you are not secretive at all, Adrien Kain." Addressed the Number 'I' coldly, not even looking at the Apostle. "If you ever become the Apostle, I will kill you. I won't spend my time in such a bothersome presence... It's best I leave now." Said Validus calmly, as he turned around, and started walking slowly away from the scene...

Subject: Re: the Depth of Cold -open- Fri Jun 12, 2009 11:04 pm

Adrien stood still. He sighed slightly at the man antics. The words that the man was saying made Adrien smirk. He loved the confidence. He loved to crush such confidence. His plans were all that he needed and all that he knew. His body shifted as he watched the man begin to walk away. "Then you should kill me now, oh wait...that would be criminal." Adrien spoke in a cool tone. His eyes pure blue as his kinder side was presence. Adrien then turned and began to walk in the other direction to his exit where he disappeared in the crowd.
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