X-Forum Extreme: roleplay

"Who are you?" Questioned Deathstrike.

The man looked at her as he began to remove his shades, hat and bandana. With the disguise removed, it revealed a man with crimson hair and rough facial features. He looked about to be in his early 30's. Cassandra gasped, "Darrien?"

~he's from my x-evo fic!~

Damian walked past the room and paused, looking in. He looked at the man in the cloak over and glared. 'Trouble..' he thought, stepping in and looking at the others.

"Darrien? How did you know Logan?"

Darrien's dark green eyes flicker over to Scott and said, "Long story, but to keep it short let's say we knew each other since the Alkali incident..."

"Really?" Rowan walked out. 'Who is this?'

Darrien continued, "We got to know each other as Stryker experimented on us."

Damian settled in ont he arm of a nearby chair, listening to Darrien's story.

"Really?" Rowan grew his nails and grabbed Darrien by the collar. "Who are you."

"So, you're Logan's boy?" asked Darrien with utter most calm in his voice.

"Yeah."

'Damn, full of himself this one...just like Logan was,' Darrien thought to himself. Then grinning, "You got claws too?" making it sound like a challenge. (A/N: not to fight that is, to show off.)

"My mom's nails."

The grin of confeidence still not having faded from his face, Darrien lifted his hands up so that Rowan could see. Suddenly, his fingernails began to turn to a shade of black then within seconds lengthened to as long as Rowan's nails. In the light, Darrien's claws shown from the bits of green venom dripping from their tips.

Rowan backed away.

Before retracting his claws, Darrien looked about the room to make sure no one else was going to challenge him.

~damien? add something!~

Rowan went back to sleep.

~rowan sure sleeps alot...~

Seeing as to no one was going to bother him, Darrien let his claws fade back to their normal tint and slide back to their short length.