Post by Pavel Fedoseev on Jan 27, 2013 15:27:22 GMT -5
The day was intensely bright, a slight annoyance for certain people. Especially to those that were similar to Stefan Aleksandrov also known as "The Silent Alchemist" he was a towering slender male whose face had literally no distinct features. It was a blank slab and he just stood there. The towering figure stared at the male through his special mask. There was no possible way for anyone to see through it and there was every possible way for him to see through the mask. There was something odd about Stefan, he was a man who wore a pitch black suit, had a red tie and his inner dress shirt seemed to glow pitch white. His skin was snow white but there was no true way for anyone to see his skin for he wore black gloves on his hands. Which in turn are sewn into his skin, so removal just to see his skin is impossible.
Stefan just stood there, this was a normal sight when one was around Stefan, because he dislikes moving when someone sees him. And when someone does see him move it is a bad thing, a very bad thing. Because it is a sign that many people do not have the chance to live and tell the story. It is a sign that Stefan will take them away, he will take them away to a very dark and bad place. He will take them into a place that they will never ever return. It means that Stefan will take them to death and death will take them into the afterlife. Stefan was a monster, a silent monster that killed for pleasure. Who killed because he had to, who killed because he wanted to. Stefan was a blood thirsty man who showed a silent persona. A personality that no one is capable of understanding.
He silently observed the surroundings, and his opponents. He had literally no knowledge of this person, he did not know on a personal level who he was or how he worked. But it can be assumed that his reputation would be known, all of the alchemists always have a unique appearance that made them different from the other, and this person was unique for his appearance. He was also known for his personality, this kind of personality usually infuriated Stefan but at that moment he did not care because he knew that this match would be his chance. He stood there, he waited for this person to speak his piece before they started. He did not speak, he did not want to speak for he had nothing to talk about. No matter what he said or what he did Stefan will never talk.
The 1 ft canister strapped to his back was the most dangerous weapon in his arsenal as well as his silk suit. Inside the canister was a 10 by 10 by 10 blanket made of black silk. If by some chance he was capable of draping this person with the blanket then the fight was already over. But he had to think of plan while this person spoke. This person was known as the "Bright Cloth" Alchemist, so by some context Stefan wanted to assume that his ability was dealt with some form of fabric, perhaps what it is saying "cloth" but he knew that only assuming was a dangerous thing. So he wanted to see first hand what he was capable of doing. Ronald on the other hand if he were to do the same interpretation by looking at his state name. but he doubt that "The Silent Alchemist" would really do much.
"You have the first move, let me see what you can do. And I will show you what I can do." he silently said to himself, his voice echoing in his head as he readied himself for an attack.
Stefan just stood there, this was a normal sight when one was around Stefan, because he dislikes moving when someone sees him. And when someone does see him move it is a bad thing, a very bad thing. Because it is a sign that many people do not have the chance to live and tell the story. It is a sign that Stefan will take them away, he will take them away to a very dark and bad place. He will take them into a place that they will never ever return. It means that Stefan will take them to death and death will take them into the afterlife. Stefan was a monster, a silent monster that killed for pleasure. Who killed because he had to, who killed because he wanted to. Stefan was a blood thirsty man who showed a silent persona. A personality that no one is capable of understanding.
He silently observed the surroundings, and his opponents. He had literally no knowledge of this person, he did not know on a personal level who he was or how he worked. But it can be assumed that his reputation would be known, all of the alchemists always have a unique appearance that made them different from the other, and this person was unique for his appearance. He was also known for his personality, this kind of personality usually infuriated Stefan but at that moment he did not care because he knew that this match would be his chance. He stood there, he waited for this person to speak his piece before they started. He did not speak, he did not want to speak for he had nothing to talk about. No matter what he said or what he did Stefan will never talk.
The 1 ft canister strapped to his back was the most dangerous weapon in his arsenal as well as his silk suit. Inside the canister was a 10 by 10 by 10 blanket made of black silk. If by some chance he was capable of draping this person with the blanket then the fight was already over. But he had to think of plan while this person spoke. This person was known as the "Bright Cloth" Alchemist, so by some context Stefan wanted to assume that his ability was dealt with some form of fabric, perhaps what it is saying "cloth" but he knew that only assuming was a dangerous thing. So he wanted to see first hand what he was capable of doing. Ronald on the other hand if he were to do the same interpretation by looking at his state name. but he doubt that "The Silent Alchemist" would really do much.
"You have the first move, let me see what you can do. And I will show you what I can do." he silently said to himself, his voice echoing in his head as he readied himself for an attack.
