Post by Emil Heidrich on Jan 20, 2014 16:03:14 GMT -5
TWO YEARS AGO..
HEAVEN'S GATES
won't open up for me
“Don’t fire!”
The command was bellowed into the night air and would likely be met with muttered profanities and confusion. Comforting words might have been useful at this point in time to help soothe the men but Emil was counting his blessings that even his order had been audible. Between the screams and bellows of three different hollows and the panic from six frightened Quincy, there was rarely a quiet moment for those that could hear it. Hell, even those that couldn’t had to be at least getting annoyed by the random shouting of men in the middle of the night. If things didn’t end swiftly someone would surely be attracted to this disturbance and that someone would just be another potential casualty.
What a peculiar situation the head of Apostle of VII had found himself in. Hollows of this caliber appearing near the Vatican walls and attacking Quincy guards seemed more of a setup than anything else. It was as if someone was taunting the Quincy. For there was nothing that could be done except to kill, be killed, or pray for shinigami. Emil was going for the last option but as things were playing out he wasn’t sure how much longer he could manage to keep the men in line. Someone was going to fire soon enough and then all hell would break loose.
Stupid fucking pact.
Jumping up onto a nearby rooftop, Emil landed awkwardly on the tile roofing before inhaling slowly. He fanned the flame that was his spiritual presence until it was a massive bonfire. He was told that hollows were attracted to stouter presences finding the owner’s to be more appetizing but he knew not whether it was true. He also didn’t know if it would end up attracting more hollows to his current location. He didn’t really have much of a choice however considering the alternatives were all poor signs of leadership.
Hearing the cracking of tile behind him, the Knight-Commander glanced over his shoulder to see the one of the hollows had indeed decided to pay him a personal visit. The other two weren’t insight however.
The command was bellowed into the night air and would likely be met with muttered profanities and confusion. Comforting words might have been useful at this point in time to help soothe the men but Emil was counting his blessings that even his order had been audible. Between the screams and bellows of three different hollows and the panic from six frightened Quincy, there was rarely a quiet moment for those that could hear it. Hell, even those that couldn’t had to be at least getting annoyed by the random shouting of men in the middle of the night. If things didn’t end swiftly someone would surely be attracted to this disturbance and that someone would just be another potential casualty.
What a peculiar situation the head of Apostle of VII had found himself in. Hollows of this caliber appearing near the Vatican walls and attacking Quincy guards seemed more of a setup than anything else. It was as if someone was taunting the Quincy. For there was nothing that could be done except to kill, be killed, or pray for shinigami. Emil was going for the last option but as things were playing out he wasn’t sure how much longer he could manage to keep the men in line. Someone was going to fire soon enough and then all hell would break loose.
Stupid fucking pact.
Jumping up onto a nearby rooftop, Emil landed awkwardly on the tile roofing before inhaling slowly. He fanned the flame that was his spiritual presence until it was a massive bonfire. He was told that hollows were attracted to stouter presences finding the owner’s to be more appetizing but he knew not whether it was true. He also didn’t know if it would end up attracting more hollows to his current location. He didn’t really have much of a choice however considering the alternatives were all poor signs of leadership.
Hearing the cracking of tile behind him, the Knight-Commander glanced over his shoulder to see the one of the hollows had indeed decided to pay him a personal visit. The other two weren’t insight however.
MADE BY SIRIUS OF GANGNAM STYLE