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Post by Sirus Gilren on Jan 15, 2010 12:39:03 GMT -5
"Very fancy." Sirus tapped the forcefield. "Yes quite nice. So what would you like to talk about and can we talk over tea? I am hungry." Sirus smiles then rubbs his hands together.
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Post by James Moriarty on Jan 15, 2010 14:35:57 GMT -5
"Yes, came in handy many times during Vietnam and a few times in Colombia. Of course, I just wish I would have meet my teacher earlier, would have came in handy when I landed at Normandy, of course, I had to learn how to make barriers, my teacher, only taught me how to destroy them, mostly because that is all she knows what to do." He then opens his cell and hits one of the speed dials. "Hey Malloy, we are ready for pick up" . . . . . . "yea, on the roof is where you can find us." He then hangs up and puts his phone away. "I hope you don't mind taking a little flight, I have a safe house in London, and i have every known tea there, along with take out from any place."
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Jan 15, 2010 14:51:24 GMT -5
"Sure I don't mind a flight. I love flyin. I feel quite free when I fly." Sirus does love flying more than most things, but he has never taken a flight before. "Thanks a bunch.. Oh I didn't catch your name. Mine's Sirus."
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Post by James Moriarty on Jan 15, 2010 15:32:23 GMT -5
"I know your's Sirus." He holds out his hand. "Mine is John Clark, but you can call me Clark. Motoko has told me alot about you and thinks that you could help us get Hellsing out of London. Of course, I take care of the mess in America, but I also help out over seas when needed. Of course my cover is that of what one of your beliefs would consider contridicting, mabey, but that is for a diffrent time." Just then the helocopter touches down. "Well I guess that is our ride." He lets down the barrier around himself and Sirus, but leaves the one around the Pope and his men.
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Jan 15, 2010 23:28:46 GMT -5
Sirus walks onto the helicopter. "I remember Motoko. She's pretty. Oh that reminds me. I wanna show you a trick of mine." Sirus shoots a spear of light shattering the pope's forcefield. The pope tries to run, but Sirus engulfs the courtyard in a suffocating darkness. The pope falls unconscious. "Don't worry he ain't dead. He's sleeeeping. Prayfully he'll recieve a revelation."
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Post by James Moriarty on Jan 15, 2010 23:41:16 GMT -5
"I could really care less." He then gets hopes on also. "Ok Malloy, tack us back to London." and with that the helo leaves the vatican and heads off at a north by north west heading.
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Jan 15, 2010 23:51:24 GMT -5
"Interesting, I have never been in a hello-whatsit. It's pretty cool." Sirus looked at the ground from the helicopter. "Pretty. Do you do this a lot?"
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