Originally posted by SlayerChick1188
Imogen eyes darted to her, confused, and greatly disturbed. What did she mean by that? She interrupted the woman's defense."Listen, I came here because I wanted to help. I was hoping this might make up for some of the...less than admirable aspects of my profession."
"Good to see that not everyone is here just for the money. Redemption shall be served to you most, I hope," said Integra. Brushing off what the reaper had said.
Originally posted by SlayerChick1188
Imogen knew she had sensed something odd about that man...She risked a comment to him."You have been around for a while, haven't you?"
Ignoring the arrogant runt, Draven turned his attention to the young lady nearby the end of the table. "Now, I wouldn't go saying a "while", Miss," said Draven with a grin. "Try for over 6000 years."
Originally posted by BOPRecruit 16
Ignoring the arrogant runt, Draven turned his attention to the young lady nearby the end of the table. "Now, I wouldn't go saying a "while", Miss," said Draven with a grin. "Try for over 6000 years."
She grinned back smartly. "Hmm, impressive."
Her attention turned to the cyborg, who had risen from the table...the scent of death returned to her senses.
Originally posted by SlayerChick1188
She grinned back smartly. "Hmm, impressive."
"To make this general knowledge for everyone here, I'm Draven Sabatt. Some call me Narsil. Over the years, I've had numourous occupations and been around the world many times. So I have alot of experience in fighting techniques and weapons." said Draven to the group.