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Post by Man of Many Murders on Dec 9, 2007 15:47:55 GMT -5
Cowl wandered the dark forest. In his mind he was still going over everything that had happened to him. How he had kissed eithne. And how she hated him so much for his actions. He needed to find a way to get stronger. A way to be able to not be able to rely on others. That was what he needed to do. He needed to become powerful. He hoped that if he was stronger, Eithne would at least not have to save him all the time. Then maybe her views would change. A little he hoped. Cowl began to go deeper and deeper into the forest. It was almost unable to see what was ahead of him. That was how dark it was. Cowl wondered just what he was doing here. Could it be that it was here where he would get stronger?
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 9, 2007 16:19:43 GMT -5
"Well, well... what do we have here?" Came an all too familiar voice. It was odd how familiar it could be without ever being heard before. A tall figure stood in the path, he was clothed rather nicely in a long dark brown jacket. His sulfurous yellow eyes glimmered like the thoughts that came into his mind, the firing of synapses as the current path of things seemed to unfold before his vision. "Greetings to you, young Cowl." He gave a bow, a smile on his face. He seemed like kind enough of a man. His skin tanned only slightly and his face visible thanks to the fact that his long dark brown hair was pulled away from his face. His white gloved hands were in his pockets as he stood there, "May I perhaps be of assistance?" He asked. He spoke like a scholar and a gentleman. What he was doing out here in the middle of nowhere was anyone's guess. There was something odd about him, like a predator with even the slightest movement, but it still didn't carry the slightest notion of being something frightening at all. He seemed like a long lost friend almost, like the one you remember in the back of your mind and never fully realize how much you missed them.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Dec 9, 2007 21:02:57 GMT -5
Cowl was amazed at this new person. He had such a welcoming voice. And his appearance made Cowl feel like he was safe. The man seemed to be nothing but good. Cowl stared at this man a bit stunned. He didn't think he would meet someone in this forest. No one like this person was. "May I perhaps be of assistance?" Those words rang into his head. Cowl stood there a moment unable to think. The only thing flashing in his mind was that Cowl knew this person from somewhere before., and yet he had never seen or heard his voice. It was creepy, but a good type of creepy. Cowl responded a bit taken aback. "Um... well... Yes." He replied. he wanted to become stronger. Wanted to become powerful. But what could this man do? "Make me powerful." The words escaped his lips before he could stop them.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 9, 2007 21:22:10 GMT -5
"You want power, then?" He responded, raising his eyebrows. "I can arrange that, easy. But please- might I be able to call on you for a favor some time in the future... in case I need something." the man smiled as he spoke, a slight bow, "Other than that, I am but a humble servant at your service." He reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and withdrew a slip of paper. "What do you say?" A quill pen wrapped in the parchment. It looked very picturesque, as if from some kind of movie. The man smiling as he stood there, awaiting a response, his yellow eyes seemed patient and kind.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Dec 9, 2007 21:27:32 GMT -5
Cowl did not notice the man's smile. If he had looked past that smile he would see the evil intent in it. Cowl thought naturally was a bit hesitant. He grabbed the pen from this man's hand. But before he signed he asked, "What kind of power am I trading for this favor." He wanted the power. He didn't matter if it was evil or good, just something that would make him less helpless. And maybe give him a boost of confidence. Maybe that would make Eithne look at him differently. He really wanted to impress her. But obviously by taking the pen he was practically ready to sell his soul for his goals.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 9, 2007 21:35:26 GMT -5
The man paused for a moment, "What exactly do you want? Enhanced Strength, Endurance? Perhaps enhance what you have already, double it maybe?" He raised an eyebrow, "It's pretty much limitless." A desk appeared next to him and he placed the paper on top of the surface, making it easier for Cowl.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Dec 9, 2007 21:48:59 GMT -5
Cowl thought it over. What would be the thing that would make him stronger. What ability. he didn't want strength or speed. He wanted an ability. Something that would set him apart from everyone else. He thought about it wondering just what would be the best. Then it came to him. What would make him strong enough. He spoke the words hesitant for what he was asking for. "I want... I want the power to be able to do anything anyone else can do by seeing it happen. I don't care if it's even creating electricity of fire. I want to be able to do it. Can you do this?" Cowl was know leaning over the desk very close to this man. he was breathing heavily.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 10, 2007 5:28:46 GMT -5
Lucifer nodded, "That's doable." He nodded, "You wish to copy people's abilities with only seeing them. Sign on the line and you get it." He motioned to the paper on the desk, "And I'll contact you if I ever need a favor." He now just waited for the signature, Cowl already had the pen in hand and everything was almost complete. Simply sign and then continue on with your life, that was it, he paused, "Why do you want this anyways?" He asked, kind curiosity in his voice, talking with an old friend was all.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Dec 10, 2007 8:48:27 GMT -5
Cowl was about to sign the paper glad that this was doable. He looked at him wondering if he should explain his motives. As he wrote his name down on the parchment he explained himself. "I'm tired of people always having to come to my rescue. I want to be able to be just like others and to copy there powers and then use them as I need. That way I don't need to rely on anyone. And then there's Eithne. No matter what I do, everything always get's worse. So I hope that power will make her give me at least some respect." There was a bit of a longing in his voice as he finished signing the parchment. His signature read,"Cowl Athena"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 10, 2007 18:16:27 GMT -5
The man nodded, "So then it's signed, deal set in stone." The man now bowed, "Nice to do buisness with you, dear friend." He folded the paper up and tucked it back into his inner coat pocket, the desk it had sat on dissapeared. A sharp pain would strike Cowl any moment now, the vows carved on his heart and binding his soul in the agreement, if Lucifer wanted the favore he had been promised, Cowl would have little if any choice but to obey. Yes, this was Lucifer. He had his intentions on this visit... but he felt like being atleast a little nice right now, concerning the conditions of the contract, he could make Cowl blind... beautiful irony. Copying every power you see- but being unable to see at all. But no, perhaps he'd save that for later. "Might I warn you, though, Young Master Cowl... sometimes you need to be more careful as to what you wish for." he chuckled. His facade slipping ever so slightly and though the familiarity of himself stayed, his kindness wavered. If Cowl knew anything, he'd be able to figure out that he had made some kind of mistake, though the magnitude would be unknown untill later.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Dec 10, 2007 20:19:38 GMT -5
Cowl felt a sharp pain erupt in his heart. He had no clue what was the source but dropped to his knees in pain. The pain was almost unbearable and tears fell from his eyes. It felt like a thousand needles were piercing his heart. Cowl forced himself up only when the pain began to subside. He looked up at Lucifer and realized something. He had never read the parchment. Who knew what he had signed up for. For all he knew he had given everything away. And he was sure there was a loop hole in that deal. Otherwise he wouldn't have let him sign it so easily. "be careful as what you wish for." Those words rang in his head. What had he done? Cowl just nodded to the man. "Thanks for the words." He said his breath low. He was still feeling effects from the pain. "can I go?" he asked.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 11, 2007 5:02:53 GMT -5
"Of course, nothing ties you here." He nodded, "Besides, I really do need to be places today. I'm sure you understand my situation." The thing though that nobody seemed to understand about these painful situations would have to be that Lucifer felt the same pain, though obviously he was a bit more used to it than most people. He kind of laughed inside, the binding contract wrote on the heart and soul of all those that were included on the pages. "Thank you, most gracious Cowl." and with a quick nod of thanks, darkness seeped up from the ground and swallowed the man whole, absolutely silent and leaving Cowl in the midde of the Dark Forest.
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