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 Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 8:04 am
Ancient memories stirred in his dusty mind as he gazed at his new sanctuary, the Brotherhood complex. He felt as if he'd known this place well once, long ago. The feeling gnawed irritably at his consciousness and annoyed him almost as much as the fly buzzing around his head, which he swatted away impatiently. It zoomed inside, and Mylos followed it.
"Hello?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 3:25 am
In a shadowy corner of the first floor a lone, bored guard quickly stands to attention, a grin appears on his face, closely followed by a look of excitement.
A cry of, "phase one," issues from his lips and he waves his left arm left to right in the air, a black staff of roughly 5 feet forming in his hand as he does so, "begin!"
After a moment he skillfully twirls the staff so he holds it securely in both hands and runs towards the intruder, sending a blow to the right side of his rib cage.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:34 am
He has been standing just inside the doorway for several seconds when a noise from somewhere to his right draws his attention. With little warning a figure rushes from the shadows bearing a darkly coloured staff and swings it at the visitor's right side.
As Mylos attempts to pull his sword around from the sheath on his back to block with his right hand, the stick hits his unguarded ribs with a dull thud and sends the sword clattering across the floor. Winded, and unarmed save for the mysterious katana also strapped to his back, he clutches his ribs with his left hand and raises his right to the attacker as he bends over in ******** man, what?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:28 am
A quick few steps backwards and he is roughly 2 metres from the intruder, placing one end of the long staff on the ground and standing up straight.
"I am the sole guard of the Brotherhood. I stand here night and day to make sure we have no incidents which could lead to a disturbance in the Brotherhood or any kind of harm to the Doctor."
He glances back at his seat and sighs, "There hasn't been much to do lately, so I guess i'm kind of jumpy. I will allow you to properly arm yourself before I attack again, it was unfair of me to attack without warning."
He pulls his staff back into both hands and stands in a ready position, waiting for the intruder.
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