Chapter 2a: Hell Up In Harlem
- ardh05
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Re: Chapter 2a: Hell Up In Harlem
Ookami shares in Tiger's laughter. "I think if he can make his room much bigger in than out, he can handle some bad smell." He then opens the grate and starts moving the dogs down into the sewers.
When sneaking up on people, leave your cell phone at home... or at least off.
- Eanwulf
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Re: Chapter 2a: Hell Up In Harlem
The dogs whine pitifully, going so far as to growl at anyone other than Ookami that tries to ‘persuade' them to enter the sewers. Once down below, the animals' presence proves even more trying. Echoes caused by the party's progress force the dogs to snarl and bark, their thunderous echoes only making the canines even more apprehensive and in time, almost unfriendly. Still however, Ookami's ‘animalistic charms' keep the beasts in check and in time, the dogs' moods improve as our heroes make their way topside. Now a mere block or two away from their apartments, the seven companions head back to the Excelsior.
When Life Hands You Razorblades. You Make A Baseball Bat Covered In Razorblades!
- ardh05
- Level 12
- Posts: 1992
Re: Chapter 2a: Hell Up In Harlem
Ookami doesn't talk to Tiger and Luke much while going through the sewers, as his hands are full keeping the nervous dogs in check. He also spends this time wondering if they would accept the duty of guarding Crystal and her children.
When sneaking up on people, leave your cell phone at home... or at least off.
- Eanwulf
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- Location: FL
- Title: The Grey
- User Class: Berserker
Re: Chapter 2a: Hell Up In Harlem
Sticking to the shadows, the group of heroes and animals make their way to Tenebrous' stairs and begin to climb them. In time, they're in the hallway and standing outside the door to his apartment.
Reeking of sewage and sweat, the three men try to decide whom it will be to knock upon the Count's door. In time, a rapping is heard.
When Life Hands You Razorblades. You Make A Baseball Bat Covered In Razorblades!