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| Vergil | Aug 3 2009, 03:41 PM Post #1 |
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It was dark. The lights in the place needed work. In fact most of the area in this place would need work. It was clear. Didn't matter. He'd work until it was done. He'd need members, lots of them in fact. That would come later. Deep blue orbs scanned the room, looking. Small taps echoed through the vicinity as he walked through. His finger trailing along one desk. Lifting it up, he saw all the dust and sighed. He was more than willing. He would make it great again. His hate was something different. Why did he hate these wolves so much? What had they ever done to him? Perhaps it was the lingering fact that he always felt unwanted by his own parents, like they preferred his brother to him. As the thought ran though his mind once more a small growl emerged from his lips. They were dead. His parents were gone. As far as Vergil was concerned so was Dante. They hadn’t spoken in years, due to the last time they had bad things took place. That was simply how it was with them. As he came to a stop in the main room he looked around once more. That thinking process had gotten him through the whole place and he hadn’t even noticed. His hand reached out and flicked the light switch. They flickered a bit, warming up. There was an almost silent buzzing coming from them. Eyes rolled up from the ground as his horrid grin moved across his lips. Yes, it would start now. They were open now. He placed a small bell on the desk so that while he worked on getting the place going, if someone perhaps became interested and decided to visit he would be aware that they had arrived. |
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