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entrancelogs2017-05-17 04:19 am
bloodmagics) wrote in entrancelogs2017-05-17 04:19 am
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i don't need no help
Who: The Hawkes and Rutherfords.
Where: Hawke & Cullen's room
When: May 13th
Rating: M for... so many things. (Violence, attempted mutilation, emotional distress.)
Summary: The Mirrors have come to collect, or well. They've come to do what they do best and if they happen to fill the Queen's order at the same time, bonus!
The Story:
[Last time The Champion encountered his Knight-Commander's counterpart, it had been so dreadfully dull. This time, though, they have a direct order from the Queen and that will liven things up a little. If all else fails, he can always offer the Queen a body part or two. Maybe a hand, or an eye... There's a lot of possibilities.
He doesn't bother trashing their -- quite frankly, disgusting -- room, and instead sets himself up in a comfortable chair and flicks through some of Cullen's reports. Boring, dull, boring, so boring he wants to die. His feet are up and the reports are tossed to the floor as he skims them.
When the door opens, glowing red eyes and scar greet Cullen.]
Honey, you're home.
Where: Hawke & Cullen's room
When: May 13th
Rating: M for... so many things. (Violence, attempted mutilation, emotional distress.)
Summary: The Mirrors have come to collect, or well. They've come to do what they do best and if they happen to fill the Queen's order at the same time, bonus!
The Story:
[Last time The Champion encountered his Knight-Commander's counterpart, it had been so dreadfully dull. This time, though, they have a direct order from the Queen and that will liven things up a little. If all else fails, he can always offer the Queen a body part or two. Maybe a hand, or an eye... There's a lot of possibilities.
He doesn't bother trashing their -- quite frankly, disgusting -- room, and instead sets himself up in a comfortable chair and flicks through some of Cullen's reports. Boring, dull, boring, so boring he wants to die. His feet are up and the reports are tossed to the floor as he skims them.
When the door opens, glowing red eyes and scar greet Cullen.]
Honey, you're home.