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Siegfried Schtauffen [userpic]
by Siegfried Schtauffen (nightmareless)
at September 18th, 2005 (09:00 pm)

Who: Nightmare & Whoever wants to greet him!
When: This is Siegfried's entrance back into the town after retrieving Soul Edge.
Where: Er, where ever he can stumble into. I'm thinking in Mayra.
Summary: Just starting!
Warnings: Nightmare wants... pretty much anyone in the area for some good old souls.



Thump, thump, thump.

It was with great heaves that Siegfried's boot were lifted, then pounded forward on the ground. He was in the city now. The need would be fufilled soon. He just needed to find some willing, or better yet, unwilling, donors.

The blonde's face seemed to be plastered with a permenant smirk as he slowly turned his head from side to side. He could feel the pulsing in his arm. It was only a matter of time before it changed to a better suting... limb.

Souls? Where were they? Gripped tightly in his hand was the treasure he had gone hunting for. Changed into its Zewihander shape, as it so seemed to be these days, the huge blade of the sword dragged across the cement as he trudged on, causing a horrible scraping sound. He was getting weak.

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Posted by: Siegfried Schtauffen (nightmareless)
Posted at: September 22nd, 2006 08:04 pm (UTC)

The creature seemed to be only vaguely aware of the attacks that were headed in his direction. He paused, and turned ever so slowly to gaze at his shoulder. The man had made a direct hit, piercing through his skin. The unarmored knight only grunted, then slowly turned back towards his foe. He didn't care what happened to this body. It wasn't his anyway. He pulled backwards slightly, so that the weapon would hopefully release itself from this pathetic excuse for a human body.

"URAH!!" Nightmare cried, launching himself forward in an attempt to knock the other down with a blow to his head, delivered via headbutt. Without knowing if his attack had connected or not, the possessed man side stepped out of the way of a direct retaliation.

More people had come now. More souls.

Grinning innanely, Siegfried's once vibrant green eyes, one of which was now dulling significantly in colour, landed on the petite girl off to the side.

He would need something to tide him over before killing these few. "Offer your soul!" Nightmare cried, breaking out in a run towards Naminé.

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