by The Kingpin » Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:42 pm
An ear-splitting explosion was heard at the docks as Drake looked at his warehouse being blown up. Zerenski made a move to slow his advance after him, having sent 5 of his Elite to eliminate the threat Drake posed. he had managed to kill four of them, but, as a back up plan, they had rigged his warehouse to blow, along with most of his gear, before engaging him when he arrived. his vehicles had been destroyed, and now he had to depend on Dealers to supply him with munitions. he snarled, irritated. his armour had been damaged as well, and now, he was armed only with his blades and a magnum that was low on ammo. leaping into the air, he spread his arms out, two large protrusions coming out through open flaps in his trenchcoat, forming a new set of arms, it's fingers stretching to obscene lengths as flesh stretched to form two massive wings, Drake's face stretching into a snout, razor sharp teeth filling his mouth as a roar burst from his throat, the Dhampir transforming completely for the first time in months, flying off to find a place to recover...
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The Kingpin on Wed Aug 25, 2010 9:31 pm, edited 1 time in total.
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG