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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 8:40 pm
Sven Volfield - El Rey / El León "Remember Me? I Made You, Dressed and Trained You"
Come on in, take a seat. Tell me how you feel this weak. Are you cursed? Are you blessed? Are you still inside the mess?
Sven chuckled softly and shrugged, "I learned when I was merely a child." He turned to her. "Come along." Sven had noticed the clenching of her tiny fists, the shudder and the narrowing of her eyes. She was upset about something, was it because she got hurt or because of something else. He had no idea . . . but he wouldn't pry. It wasn't his place to bring up any event that might upset her. He slid his hands into his pockets and motioned for her to follow as he began to walk out. He led her back to the main room where a few of his men had moved too. The men looked at her and smiled politely before returning to their conversation. Sven sat down in a chair and looked at Leah. "So, what brings you to my territory?"
Its a trap, so don't ask. Its a shadow on Your back. It don't burn, it don't bleed, Still it cuts you at the knee. All this pressure that surrounds you, Holds you down but you know you Gotta break through.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 9:16 pm
± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Leah, the Little Lamb ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "Hope is the glorious bird flying at a great distance, and is seldom reached by the best of guns" Leah took a seat and smoothed her dress before taking a deep breath. "Well, to begin, obviously, I'm not from here. I come from Great Britain, not out of personal adventure, per se, but from escape..... You see, My family and I lived in the English Countryside, farming, mending things, trading... doing what we could to put food on the table. My job was to perform at the local tavern as a musician.... well, one evening, that horrid man Serpentiene came into the tavern I played at, suddenly deciding he wanted me for a wife. That man, that old, horrid, brutal old man. He demanded my family hand me over to him, and if they didn't, he'd make sure to kill me instead. In such a plight, my parents would rather sacrifice themselves to ensure my happiness and safety... With the little money we had left, they bought me a spot on a ship that was headed over here. I got here well enough, but upon docking I was mugged, beaten and grabbed most inappropriately, along with all my parents' money being taken. Then the rain, and the cold, and the alleyway. Then you came along and brought me here, and well, that pretty much sums it up." She said thoughtfully. "Oh, but you must promise me that if ever you see that wicked man you won't tell him I'm here! I'd rather slit my own throat than marry that man! I just hope I don't run into the other mafia leaders.......... They may as well turn me in if they're good friends with that... that... ooh, i'm so flustered I can't even come up with a word to describe that vile snake!" She chunnered, not even really speaking toward Leon anymore.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 9:27 pm
Sven Volfield - El Rey / El León "Remember Me? I Made You, Dressed and Trained You"
Come on in, take a seat. Tell me how you feel this weak. Are you cursed? Are you blessed? Are you still inside the mess?
Sven did not expect such an answer, as did any of his men. They all stared at her before they burst out laughing hysterically. Sven smiled, "that wasn't what I meant." His men shook their heads and looked at Sven, "she has no idea who you are." Sven shook his head, "Leah. Do you know the story of Los Tres Reyes?" He looked at her, "the Three Kings. They each have a code name, do you know this story? It's a rather recent story, born about two years ago."
Its a trap, so don't ask. Its a shadow on Your back. It don't burn, it don't bleed, Still it cuts you at the knee. All this pressure that surrounds you, Holds you down but you know you Gotta break through.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 9:42 pm
0_o the irate pirate o_0 ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Leah, the Little Lamb ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "Hope is the glorious bird flying at a great distance, and is seldom reached by the best of guns" Leah looked a little perplexed, wondering why everyone was acting so daft. "Uhm.... no..... See, word doesn't travel fast in my town.... We just knew that when Serpentiene took over, we were under his reign...... No one in our area really knew the names of the other Mafia Leaders." She mumbled, feeling quite sheepish at all their laughter.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 9:58 pm
Sven Volfield - El Rey / El León "Remember Me? I Made You, Dressed and Trained You"
Come on in, take a seat. Tell me how you feel this weak. Are you cursed? Are you blessed? Are you still inside the mess?
Sven nodded, "well our story starts ten years ago." He leaned back, "The world was in chaos. The Mafia World had taken over the planet basically, no government, no police. Nothing except thugs and lowlifes. Three men rose up to try and calm the fighting. All three of them were bosses. Yes, by the old ways the men were considered evil but I guess you could say they grew weary of all the violence. The three men met and created a treaty, separating the planet into three Territories. For this deed, the men were given two titles. One they all shared: Rey or King." He stood up and walked over to a table full of alcohol, serving himself a glass of brandy. He walked back and sat once more, "the other was unique to each man. The second title was given to them based upon their personality. One was as you know, Serpiente for his poisonous tongue and sneaky ways. Another was El Zorro for his cunning and sly ways." He smiled and took a sip. "The Third King was given the title of León for his bravery and courage." He turned and remained quiet, looking deep into her eyes. He wondered if she'd make the connection . . .
Its a trap, so don't ask. Its a shadow on Your back. It don't burn, it don't bleed, Still it cuts you at the knee. All this pressure that surrounds you, Holds you down but you know you Gotta break through.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 10:18 pm
± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Leah, the Little Lamb ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "Hope is the glorious bird flying at a great distance, and is seldom reached by the best of guns" Leah listened quietly through Leon's explenation, when it dawned on her what she remembered her to call him. She instantly put a hand to her forhead and muttered to herself. "Aw, bloody hell, i certainly am a dead girl now." She mumbled, face growing red. "Sir Leon, what are you going to do..?" She then asked him, a strange light in her eyes. The twinge of light wasn't from fear, no.... it was almost as if it were from challenge. If this man were to try and take her back to Serpentiene, she would fight him all the way there. Granted she was a girl, but all those years working farmland before becoming a musicioun wasn't for nought.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 10:32 pm
Sven Volfield - El Rey / El León "Remember Me? I Made You, Dressed and Trained You"
Come on in, take a seat. Tell me how you feel this weak. Are you cursed? Are you blessed? Are you still inside the mess?
Sven smiled at the realization that covered her face. "What will I do?" He looked around at his men, "what shall we do gentlemen? We have an alliance with Serpiente, wouldn't it be a necessity to turn her in?" One of his men smiled and looked at Leah, "León is a mischievous one. We have no intention of returning you to Serpiente. We were talking about you earlier actually, we had no idea who you were but we were trying to figure out if there was a way to help." Sven nodded, "he's not lying. None of my men will say a thing or do a thing." He stood, "however, Serpiente will be paying me a visit tomorrow. You will hide under the guise as a maid. We clear?" This is where his authority came across, while Sven's voice was gentle his eyes revealed a sense of authority. As if she didn't have a choice, if she didn't wish to be forced to marry Serpiente - she'd follow his order.
Its a trap, so don't ask. Its a shadow on Your back. It don't burn, it don't bleed, Still it cuts you at the knee. All this pressure that surrounds you, Holds you down but you know you Gotta break through.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 10:44 pm
± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Leah, the Little Lamb ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "Hope is the glorious bird flying at a great distance, and is seldom reached by the best of guns" Leah's stance relaxed as she heard of their plans. Her tone grew harsh as she spoke. "It's a deal, sir. I'd do anything to keep out of that lop-eared lollop nosed bast--- excuse me, horrid man's grasp." She said, covering her mouth a little. She definitely had been around the tavern too much as her language could be most unbecoming of any young girl. She smiled sheepishly at the man, speaking softly. "Erm, sorry about that..... Anyway, I shall go through with the plan...." She murmured.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 5:02 pm
Sven Volfield - El Rey / El León "Remember Me? I Made You, Dressed and Trained You"
Come on in, take a seat. Tell me how you feel this weak. Are you cursed? Are you blessed? Are you still inside the mess?
Sven and all his men watched as she began to go through her small insult to Serpiente. When she caught herself, Sven grinned and two of his men laughed. Then a phone rang. One of the men answered and spoke for a few seconds before his voice got grave. "What? Are you serious? Fine. I'll tell the boss. We're on our way." Sven glanced over as the man stood and spoke to him. "Problem at Joe's. We need to get there right away." Sven nodded and stood. He started to walk out when he remembered about Leah and turned to her. "Come. Stay. Up to you." He turned and walked towards the car once more.
Its a trap, so don't ask. Its a shadow on Your back. It don't burn, it don't bleed, Still it cuts you at the knee. All this pressure that surrounds you, Holds you down but you know you Gotta break through.
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