Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20130609084403/@comment-9087084-20130623034510

Simon was crippled, but he wasn't down. He jumped back from the discarded trench coat. A stray bullet caught his arm. Cursing, he slinked back to the shadowy forest alone. "Lord Vladimir will have to take it from here. For now, I need to recover..."

The second Vladimir's eyes widened, as his hostage rammed a sword deep inside his chest. The clone then burst upon contact, showering Mr. Dark in a torrent of blood.