[Pip's leaning up in the corner of a room. It looks like he just ducked inside somewhere, and what can be seen is pretty nondescript as too where in Discedo he may be
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[Stumbled from his bed in the sterile hospital, the Archbishop is desperately thirsty. After nearly dying of asphyxiation, several flesh wounds, crushed under a wooden cross, and suffering hypothermia, he's not in the best of shape..... nor moods as he's searching out for a sink...
Only to find a man in his way.
NO, A FROG.]
It.. It's YOU!
[Maxwell nearly falls over himself in startle, leaping back to the end of the hallway, eyes darting for an escape route.]
[You know, Pip was minding his own business, shuffling his way out of a room and trying to get out of the damn hospital. He's kind of confused as to why he has a loud mouth preachy man flailing in his general direction.]
Is zhere somezhing wrong with being me? [Yes Maxwell, he's looking at you like you're crazy.]
[Like he's the crazy one?! HA! Why does everyone give him that look!? It's infuriating! Patting himself down, he's searching for a weapon.. something.. anything to defend himself.
FUCK!
Alright then, it's toe-to-toe then, fist-to-fist! He may be a frail wisp of a man, but like hell is he not going to go down fighting tooth and pretty manicured nail.]
Of course there is, you're a damned freak!
[He was no master in fisticuffs, but he'd balled his fists anyhow, having watched his subordinate trounce a nasty heathen or ten with this sort of offensive stance. It was quite a sight seeing a holy man try to look so threatening, like a tiny hissing garden snake.]
[Pip's still eying you crazy holy man. And he's judging your stance--]
What zhe 'ell are you going on about? Fucking freaks are taken care of by us. [Or they die trying. Either way those accusations have him kind of angry.]
Move, I want to get by. I don't 'ave time for zhis shit.
[Video] I never even saw this. ;--; /TAGS ANYWAY.deadlywiresFebruary 7 2010, 14:19:25 UTC
You attacked Jan Valentine and proceeded to attack Miss.Victoria and I believe you may have attempted to attack Alucard aswell. Of course this wasn't you as a we finally found out.
To put it in layman's terms, you were a monster and you were killed.
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What?
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Only to find a man in his way.
NO, A FROG.]
It.. It's YOU!
[Maxwell nearly falls over himself in startle, leaping back to the end of the hallway, eyes darting for an escape route.]
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Is zhere somezhing wrong with being me? [Yes Maxwell, he's looking at you like you're crazy.]
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FUCK!
Alright then, it's toe-to-toe then, fist-to-fist! He may be a frail wisp of a man, but like hell is he not going to go down fighting tooth and pretty manicured nail.]
Of course there is, you're a damned freak!
[He was no master in fisticuffs, but he'd balled his fists anyhow, having watched his subordinate trounce a nasty heathen or ten with this sort of offensive stance. It was quite a sight seeing a holy man try to look so threatening, like a tiny hissing garden snake.]
Come back to finish the job, have you, demon?
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What zhe 'ell are you going on about? Fucking freaks are taken care of by us. [Or they die trying. Either way those accusations have him kind of angry.]
Move, I want to get by. I don't 'ave time for zhis shit.
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...how are you feeling?
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...Fine...Someone said zhere was a zhing with monsters. Zhis is true, oui?
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Did they... tell you about who the monsters were?
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Non, just zhat I was one.
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To put it in layman's terms, you were a monster and you were killed.
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At least you don't try to spare ze details.
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