Rick Flagg HP:1 Condition:NormalStarGuard wrote:Hannibal King
HP: 1 ; LP: 1 Condition: Normal
The huge frosted beer mugs must have held a liter a piece. The ice barely melting as the one time Sorcerer Supreme and vampire use to be sipped the dark concoction Doc made ... somewhere in the brownstone. The beer had a nice foamy head on top of a dark earthy body, an almost roasted salty taste. "Christ, Doc. It's like drinking a porterhouse right off the grill." Glancing to his left, the vamp-blade sitting quietly in its sheath. Yeah that's right a-hole. Got nothing to say now that your under Doc's roof do you. Another sip and Hannibal felt his rage slip even farther away. Sometimes I think Doc makes this stuff just to take The Edge off.
Sorry Doc. I know it's not what you were hoping for but that piece of crap couldn't be in any better hands. Leaning in the dark seemingly damn expensive antique high-backed chair after taking another long sip. So ... let's see if I have this straight. In my world you were a movie and I fought things that bump in the night. In your world I was a movie and there were all kinds of things like the Avengers that were real, and there are comic books with versions of us that are nothing like us ... but might be real. Jesus I need another beer Doc."
It's at that point a bright white light shaped like a doorway appeared and a beautiful silver haired woman stepped through. Hannibal had never seen hair like that on a woman her age before but recognized her as one of Stillman's other Occult Specialist. Hannibal. Agent Coulson has been calling you. Hes not as patient as he once was." Making up a shifty excuse about the Doc's place must have wards or something blocking pagers, Hannibal says his good byes to Doc and leaves with the fiery eyes woman.
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Strapping the dual shoulder rig of UV Pulse Pistols over his tank top Hannibal slips into the room just as one of the agents mentions Dune and a drug named Spice. "I read a couple of those books." Checking for stares. "Yeah I read. You can't look at the pictures forever."
"Kids were a bit messed up. Weren't they telepaths or something?"
"What the hell is a Wookie?"
Giving King a slight nod in greeting,The Colonel responded
"Something like that,King.As for what a Wookie is;let's just say it's an Browner more Intelligent version of a Yeti..."
turning his attention to the Non-descrepit looking man,he replied
"It's actually very close to it.Dark Energon is,for all intents&purposes,a mechanical version of it..."