Post by Orestes on Jan 19, 2011 20:56:14 GMT -5
As the Harbinger loomed in on the airspace of Sherwood Forest, Orestes simply gazed over at Acteur and chuckled. The lush green vegetation sickened him, and he wanted to see it burn. He would see it burn, along with these "bringers of light" that his Brother wanted destroyed.
"We are almost there, mon ami," he said absent-mindedly, twirling his fingers to create small motes of dust. He brought his other fist into the air, flattening it into his palm to obliterate them.
"These so called bringers of light will pay, my friend...They will see that they are far too late to bring about any pathetic change in this world...the regime of the Brotherhood is about to begin, and there is nothing that they can do to stop it. They will burn along with the rest of their life, and when we have taken over, maybe we will keep them...as pets!"
He clenched his fist, his knuckles popping loudly as he began to cackle maniacally. The Harbinger sped towards the airspace of Sherwood Forest, the ships still cloaked with Acteur's incredible power. Orestes steepled his fingers together, leaning back in the Captain's Chair, preparing to give Acteur the signal to release the shields...
"We are almost there, mon ami," he said absent-mindedly, twirling his fingers to create small motes of dust. He brought his other fist into the air, flattening it into his palm to obliterate them.
"These so called bringers of light will pay, my friend...They will see that they are far too late to bring about any pathetic change in this world...the regime of the Brotherhood is about to begin, and there is nothing that they can do to stop it. They will burn along with the rest of their life, and when we have taken over, maybe we will keep them...as pets!"
He clenched his fist, his knuckles popping loudly as he began to cackle maniacally. The Harbinger sped towards the airspace of Sherwood Forest, the ships still cloaked with Acteur's incredible power. Orestes steepled his fingers together, leaning back in the Captain's Chair, preparing to give Acteur the signal to release the shields...