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Five miles below the Arizona desert
"Well. Well. Ethan Rayne." The middle-aged chaos bringer usually clad in some synthetic fiber or another just looked up at Colonel R. K. James from his ten by ten cell.
"What do you want Colonel? Care to bring me a cup of tea? Maybe a pillow?"
"Ethan. Ethan. Ethan." He mockingly chanted, while his stomach hanged over what should have been his belt buckle.
"What the bloody hell do you want from me?" He said in a cold steel of a whisper.
"I'm here to set you free."
"Alright." The possibility of freedom after being locked up for five years, absolutely titillated him. There were so many spells he could do, powers he could invoke, chaos he could cause. But wait. Why would this portly jackass of a man help him?
"Let's just say I need you for a special mission."
"If you think I'm gonna to help you. You're crazy."
"No but I know someone who is. Come here darling." A white shawl covered most of the woman's face, the red dress she was wearing dragged against the concrete floor. She carried a sort of animal attraction behind her porcelain face. Her eyes were focused and green.
"You're. You're." Realization hit him. It was true he was free.
"Then you really aren't the colonel are you?"
"No he isn't." The women said with a giggle. "But he was delicious anyway."
Five miles below the Arizona desert
"Well. Well. Ethan Rayne." The middle-aged chaos bringer usually clad in some synthetic fiber or another just looked up at Colonel R. K. James from his ten by ten cell.
"What do you want Colonel? Care to bring me a cup of tea? Maybe a pillow?"
"Ethan. Ethan. Ethan." He mockingly chanted, while his stomach hanged over what should have been his belt buckle.
"What the bloody hell do you want from me?" He said in a cold steel of a whisper.
"I'm here to set you free."
"Alright." The possibility of freedom after being locked up for five years, absolutely titillated him. There were so many spells he could do, powers he could invoke, chaos he could cause. But wait. Why would this portly jackass of a man help him?
"Let's just say I need you for a special mission."
"If you think I'm gonna to help you. You're crazy."
"No but I know someone who is. Come here darling." A white shawl covered most of the woman's face, the red dress she was wearing dragged against the concrete floor. She carried a sort of animal attraction behind her porcelain face. Her eyes were focused and green.
"You're. You're." Realization hit him. It was true he was free.
"Then you really aren't the colonel are you?"
"No he isn't." The women said with a giggle. "But he was delicious anyway."