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Having followed Faith up to her room and determining there was nothing he could do, at the moment, to help, Connor returns to his room. He's nearly trampled by Beowulf bolting through the door - presumably to gallop downstairs to find Van Helsing.

He's far too wired to sleep, so he draws the katana and goes through several kata. The motions take ( Read more... )

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( What's the furthest away you've... )

...and now - well, he's gonna fix that.

((there isn't actually any RP'd sex / smut behind the cut - just keeping pup's LJ page neat - plus, mun is heading off to bed))

ETA: ((okay - still no RP'd sex, but there's some 'stuff that'll probably lead in that direction' there now.))

( Faith + Connor = take a wild guess )

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What is your funniest childhood memory?I, honestly, have no idea. That was well over four-hundred years ago. It's not that I don't remember, it's just that I don't remember anything being particularly funny. I spent my childhood learning useful things like swordfighting and beating up my ( Read more... )

What would a description of your exact opposite be like?Huh. Interesting. Can't say I've ever thought about this before, but I think I'd have to say The Kurgan. He kills whomever, whenever necessary, but doesn't care about doing it; he's almost indiscriminate about it all. Whereas I, would kill whomever, whenever necessary, but it might pain me to ( Read more... )

( broken nose = needs to sleep )

IntroRussell Nash. Pleasure. I'm gonna make this quick, I have to get back to work. I like brandy and Glenmorangie. I live in New York, run an antique shop and don't deal in exotic weapons. No, you can't ride in my car and I hate wrestling. Only thing I go to MSG for is hockey. I used to go for the circus, but Rachel's a bit too old for that now. ( Read more... )

"Faith, come on. I'm hungry." He tugs on her hand, pulling her onto the elevator with him.

She resists with a grin that says it'd be worth his while to stay.

He raises an eyebrow and tugs a bit harder, pulling her on. "Later."

The elevator starts to shake and the lights flicker... Connor's paying a bit more attention this time...

"Here we go

The letter openers that Connor is giving to just about everyone are shaped like his katana and made from similar materials. The blades are forged carbon-steel, not folded. They were specially commissioned and many of them have the gift recipient's name engraved on them ( Read more... )