Adrianus "Achilles" Leventis (chink_in_armor) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-08-21 10:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | achilles, polyxena |
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Who: Achilles chink_in_armor + Polyxena
Where: Coffee shop
When: Friday afternoon
Rating/Warnings: None for now
The years of leadership and dictatorship instilled within him, and despite the handicap of a flared tendon he still took pleasure in throwing around orders. Actors were as easy to handle as a battalion of men. Those who were under him, in his legion, only less important. It was all about the glory.
His laptop faced the north side of the coffee shop, on one small table all by itself with a iced drink beside it. This was a good place to think when he didn't want the confines of his apartment and wanted to gloat on his project. Legs crossed at the ankle, and stretched out in the chair in front of him, Achilles typed away on that computer keyboard about as quick as he could wield a sword, slice through a neck before taking a running spin into the next three opponents. He grinned at the blaring LCD screen with pleasure. This one would very well reach beyond a box office hit.