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Post by The Major on Oct 13, 2009 14:10:25 GMT -5
The Major chuckled a bit as he looked about, obviously waiting on Maxwell. "Vell...Ze Catholics should hurry up soon, I am getting very hungry..." He gazed back at the Captain. "Zis is very exciting...Ve are so close to var...I can taste it!"
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Post by judasxkiss on Oct 15, 2009 21:42:36 GMT -5
Multi-colored beams of light faded into twilight, the sun's rays scattering across the skies like golden fingertips streaked over a canvas. Within minutes Paris was bathed in darkness, various hues of purple and blue clashing with green and orange. The magnificent view from the iconic tower gave one a sense of breath-taking beauty, though such a sight could only be appreciated by an artist's eye. To a man like the Major, the city was nothing more than a potential conquest—a prize to be won while unsuspecting citizens tucked away into their cozy beds.
The Catholic gazed over the edge of the railing from the second level platform, hands bracing the cold metal while he listened to the sounds of the sprawling metropolis. Despite the nature of this particular visit he still felt moved by such a scene. “Is it not wonderful, Father Anderson?”
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Post by defenderxofxmen on Oct 15, 2009 21:47:49 GMT -5
Under different circumstances he would have agreed; considering their task however, the Priest simply couldn't keep his eyes off of the two Nazis standing in the corner. He watched them carefully for any sign of treacherous intention, lips tugging into a frown. They were a tricky bunch, these Millennium heathens. Anderson didn't care if Maxwell was supposed to strike a deal or not, if they so much as tiptoed out of line he'd send their heads spinning from their bodies with a slice of his trusty blades.
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Post by The Major on Oct 15, 2009 22:05:38 GMT -5
Very slowly and creepily, the Major turned his head to look at Maxwell. "Oh look...zey are here..." He strolled towards Maxwell as if he was enjoying a walk in the park. "Good evening, Maxvell! Isn't ze view lovely tonight?" That psychotic grin spread across his face while those gold eyes pierced Maxwell's. Even though he was much shorter than the two Catholics, he was not intimidated. "I think ve should begin ze negotiation now, ja?" Calmly the Major put both hands behind his back, looking up at Maxwell.
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Post by The Captain on Oct 15, 2009 22:11:16 GMT -5
He watched the Major go and stand before Maxwell without much of a warning. It was frustrating, but his leader knew what he was doing. Hans merely walked to his leader's side and stood before Anderson, his red eyes gazing at Anderson. He began to follow orders and seemed to stop moving, at the very moment Maxwell or Anderson made a move that could harm either of them, he'd place a bullet between their eyes and rip them to shreds. The Captain's body grew amazingly still as he just watched Anderson. "..."
He thought to himself, "A Regenerator...A man made one at zat...He vouldn't be a threat...I'm sure The Major knows vat he is doing..."
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