Trevor was seaching for Will and passed by a door and heard Disco through a partly closed door. He stared in horror as the moron told someone else everything. He stood rooted in total awe, he had been right, when the Clockwork King gave him a new body he hadn't lined up the brain right. No one could be that stupid unassited. Trevor opened the door mind racing, he played it casual. "Hey Disco thought I heard you." He said converstionaly, he looked at the other man in the room. He smiled, meanwhile he was concidering ways to kill him with so like power. "Hi, I'm an...associate of Disco, the names Trevor." He extended his hand to shake Kirke, he played with the idea of kill him as soon as they shook. He thought better of it, Medb probly wouldn't be happy if he killed someone she had recruited. He also wondered if he could get contanments help if he killed Disco.
"Fools! You have foiled your plan to the almighty one! His wrath and terror shall preceed to wander over your helpless little academy!! Get out now before he finds you, before he--"
"Muah ha ha ha ha!!"
Kirke glanced lazily at the new arrival. So this was Trevor. He looked briefly at the offered hand, but didn't reach for it.
"Marcus Kirke," he said, voice monotone, "A pleasure." The man was all smiles and openess, but there was something in his eyes, that faint icy glint of distrustfulness.
'a NICE guy'
Kirke gestured to the nearby coffee table containing the bottle of Jack Daniels and his pack of smokes in invitation.
"Their specialy made," he said, taking one of the plain white cigarettes for himself. "An herbal painkiller. Easier than pills and quite a bit healthier." He lit the smoke, inhaling deeply as he stared back at Trevor. He briefly went over what Disco had said before interrupted. The bizarre villain may trust the so-called demon, but Kirke had no reason to do so. But then he didn't trust Medb either. So now he would have to plan for two contengencies.
One bit of information interested him greatly. Namely the theft of this Guardian's eyes. He thought back to the gem Medb had pulled out of her desk.
"It glows when the demon it belongs to is near"
"Don't worry Disco," he said, returning to the present conversation, "I won't use it against you. After all," he sent a rather humorless smile to Trevor, "we're among friends, aren't we?"
Lovely. "No thanks, I quit a month ago and I rather something hot to drink." He said politly, his Crey buisness senses taking over, he wondered for a second how inhaling smoke could be good for you. "Glad to hear we're among friends," he voice didn't contain a trace of irony, irony was dangerous, he looked around the room for something hot to drink and an empty seat. he coouldn't fnd either. He remain standing, his back a ridged as a bar of iron, rule 3: you can't respect a man who doesn't respect himself. "So your Kirke, I heard you don't have any powers. Kind of funny that Medb would want you, most of them here have something, you must be pretty handy with, um, I'm sorry, forgot what you use." He doubted it would be this easy, of couse thats how he worked, his skill was making a good hand look bad. He wanted Kirke to think he took him for some idoit that could easily be taken care of. He glanced at Disco, Trevor was considering how to break it to him tactfuly that he was a moron. He looked back at Kirke, it's never a good idea to take your eye of people like Kirke. He was paranoid, he hadn't take his hand, Kirke may see how he worked, but more likely he just didn't trust anyone. Besides if he saw how Trevor worked he would have taken the hand in absolute security, Trevor didn't want to deal with Medb to early, he still need to know more.
(OOC Note: Just a look into how Trevor thinks.)
"I use whatever's handy," answered Kirke, affecting an almost conversational tone. "In my line of work you learn to be flexible." Setting his cigarette aside, Kirke once again steepled his fingers, looking at his two "guests" over them.
"Medb's choice to invite me doesn't trouble me as much as her decision to invite ANY of us. The woman obviously has resources we've barely dreamed of. She could hire people for this. She could hire the best if she wanted to. So why us? Why a group of villains who could very well turn on her at the drop of a hat? And now this 'Blind Guardian' appears.... "
Kirke sat thoughtfully for awhile before speaking again.
"Tell me Trevor, who do you believe. Medb, or the Guardian?"
Trevor was surpised by this aproach, he rallied masterfully, leaving only a hint that he had been surpised. "Sore wa himitsu desu." He had spent sometime on his laptop reseaching the phrase and hadn't been amused. Still it was a handy phrase. "I don't think Medb has anything to fear from us, she knows all of our weaknesses." For instance your paranoia makes you worthless in a group. "As to why she wanted us is anyones guess." It could be to have a group with select skills who have no previous knowledge of the other so they are easier to manipulate. Trevor smiled warmly, You have to admire her style. He hated her, but in the kind of way that comes between to craftsman of the same trade, you hated them, but you respected thier achivements.
(OOC Note: I've been waiting to use that line.)
((ooc im not sure how to get into this so can some one let me know))
For a breaf moment a dark figure stands watching just out of sight than disappers out of view.
Disco Inferno had noticed Trevor's heart racing right before he entered the room, which led to the assumption that he had said more than Trevor had wanted him to. "I noticed your heart rate go up a moment ago, but no worries. I don't even know what your powers are, if you have any. Besides, Kirke seems more like the ONLY one who won't betray us. Lemme get you a chair and some coffee," as Disco Inferno mentioned it, coffee and a chair just like the other two appeared from out of nowhere. "I love this place. It has such great service."
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as you are sitting there drinkin your coffee you feal a presence in the room as if there is someone watching you.
((OOC: I appologize for not posting sooner, but I've been busy. First off: Malfius, I need info, via PM, on whatever character you are planning on using in this thread due to the fact that Medb's connection to the Illuminati allows her to have access to information on just about anyone. Info that should be included: Background/History and Powers. This will also help me fit you into the story better. (As an aside, please try to use proper grammar (specifically using appropriate capitolization on the In Character parts of the text) and spelling(though I've not picked up any errors of this kind). I know that sometimes there will be mistakes in those areas (I've made quite a few), but it offers more cohesion to the text if it is obvious that some effort has been made in this department.
Secondly, I'm sending e-mails to Hermod, manofmanychars
, and Master_Mind reguarding the story points that I've been having trouble putting into decent words as well as getting approoval to do certain things to their characters.))
(OOC: Please post something, I know at least Cowman and Hermod have been online recently.)
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((I haven't forgotten this thread yet. Still planning out my next post. I'll try to have it up soon.))
"Well, Blind Guardian is associating with Medb because he thinks she's just a pawn for someone else. At least, that's the impression I got from what he told Trevor, Will, and me. He's a demon, and so is the suspected mastermind behind this whole weapon thing. It's not a weapon, the "weapon" Medb was talking about is also a demon, not powerful enough to destroy even one universe, but strong nonetheless. The demon supposedly controlling Medb and also her father, although they don't know that, is after the horns of this powerful demon, to replace his own, which were removed as punishment for bad deeds. The powerful horns would give the demon lots of power, or he'd just take horns from a weak demon. Blind Guardian is blind because his eye got stolen, I can't remember if he said who took it. Anyway, he gave Trevor this wierd green gem. I like Blind Guardian, he seems trustworthy, even though he makes my head hurt with all the exposition he gives. And I spoke to Trevor and Will about their grudge, and we'll be solving their dispute after all this is over. By the way, I heard you have guns. What types do you use? My pistol's a custom model, made by The Clockwork King, as expected. It would explain why I can control the shape and power of the fire I channel through the gun to an extent. But, as powerful as I am, I'm almost useless against anything fireproof. But I trust you not to use that information against me," Disco Inferno was talking too much again, and though he thought divulging his weakness might have been a dumb thing to do, he really did trust Kirke.
(OOC:Still, there really are a lot of missing people.)
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