Chat Hour - Le Battle chat chat

● LancerNightwalker : dull in their sockets, awaiting the next battle.

● LancerNightwalker : ~E

● LancerNightwalker : ((Best I could come up with out of nowhere.))

● JayMonroeBear : ((Nice, for right off of the bat.))

● LancerNightwalker : ((Thanks, it's your move, by the way.))

● JayMonroeBear : -A dark fog rolled around the nearly aboandoned area as the boy entered the clearing in which he

● JayMonroeBear : were to fight his lover. A small smirk came to his lips as the place already starting eorking at his

● LancerNightwalker : ((You just had to add something cheesy...))

● JayMonroeBear : sanity. He rolled his shoulders back and cleered his throat, speaking in a soft, yet, strong tone-

● LancerNightwalker : ((Cleared*))

● JayMonroeBear : Come on out, Damien. No need to hide yourself.~E

● JayMonroeBear : ((Hush, I'm warming up))

● LancerNightwalker : Having in fact never been hidden Drake raised an eyebrow at the boy. "No need for hiding, but I'm

● LancerNightwalker : right here. For now, your 'lover', isn't here, only the cold, empty shell." By now, a grin had made it's

● LancerNightwalker : way across his face. Standing at an average 5"7', nothing seemed to be worrying about his

● LancerNightwalker : appearance, however, this would be proven a lie eventually. Taking a small, but somehow

● LancerNightwalker : terrifically strong step, the earth around the two seemed to shake, his Grin fading into a grimace.

● LancerNightwalker : "And this cold shell holds no shame."

● LancerNightwalker : ~E

● JayMonroeBear : -Upon hearing the other male speak, the boy came to a sudden realization that this in fact was

● JayMonroeBear : not his Damien. His eyes searched the other for any sign of appearent weakness. His chances

● LancerNightwalker : ((Apparant*))

● JayMonroeBear : at finding one were blown away as he continued widly searching in just the apperence of the boy.

● JayMonroeBear : He dropped his gaze for just a moment, though, it was just in time for the ground to start shaking

● JayMonroeBear : beneath him. His eyes flashed back up as he raked the clearing for any sort of escape. Once

● JayMonroeBear : again, there was none.- Well, it s-seems I'll have t-to m-man up and f-fight you, Drake. -His words

● JayMonroeBear : came out in stutters due to the tremors rocking through the ground-~E

● LancerNightwalker : The tremors stopped and a dark, almost evil smile made it's way to his face. ((I'll be back in a sec

● LancerNightwalker : ))

● JayMonroeBear : ((Alright))

● LancerNightwalker : Flicking his hand to his pocket, he brandished a small, touchscreen device, one like a modern day

● LancerNightwalker : phone. However, all that was on the screen were numbers, his smile now a devious one. Tapping

● LancerNightwalker : away at the numbers, he finally stopped, after what seemed to be a string of code was floating in

● LancerNightwalker : the air.

● LancerNightwalker : Swinging his arm through it, his free one obviously, breaking the code. Moments later, a gun had

● LancerNightwalker : materialized in his hand.

● LancerNightwalker : ~E

● JayMonroeBear : -The boy stared in amazment as the gun suddenly materialized in his hand- This.....Is.....Fucked...

● JayMonroeBear : Up....

● JayMonroeBear : ~E

● LancerNightwalker : Holding the barrel facing to the other boy, a wave of 'phsions', pure tech-magic power, shot at the

● LancerNightwalker : other.

● LancerNightwalker : If this were to hit, it could knock the older boy out completely.

● LancerNightwalker : ~E

● JayMonroeBear : -He simply stepped in front of the on-comming barrel and let it knock him out- ((Tomorrow))

● LancerNightwalker : ((Lazy... -3-))

● HopelessMasquerade : [She tossed her bag of popcorn on the ground, stamping on it repeatedly.]

● HopelessMasquerade : I'd be more pissed if I had payed.

● JayMonroeBear : ((My sister is in the hospital and I want to talk to you interesting people on skype XD

● MaxiTheWolf : yo