Post by Hiroshi Nerozumi on Jul 12, 2008 12:48:19 GMT -5
"Ma'am, you have a delivery, delivered by White Mail." said a tall man as he handed a shorter lady a package. The man had to look down to see her. It wasn't because she was small, but because he was 6' 5". The lady smiled and took the package, before walking back into her house. Remembering she forgot something, she turned back and bowed.
"Thank you sir. Is there anything I need to sign?" She asked, and the man nodded. He handed her a pen with red ink and a sheet that she was supposed to sign and initial. After signing for the package, the lady bowed again, thanked him again, and walked into her house. The man put the paper away into his pocket.
The tall man wore a large white robe, with blood red trimming. The buttons on the robe were shaped to look like eagles, while the large hood on the robe covered his face.
As the man walked along, he pulled the hood back, revealing long, spiky white hair with bright blue-dyed tips. One long spike went straight down the middle of his face. A scar could be seen crossing just between the bottom of his nose and his top lip. It took the spot where a moustache would be.
"One more package delivered. That means the pay was actually earned. The pay isn't earned until the package is delivered. That's what I always say." said the man. His name? Andel Angelus, leader of the Blood Messengers. "Now, while I'm here, I might as well sight see. I've heard it's quite beautiful."
"Thank you sir. Is there anything I need to sign?" She asked, and the man nodded. He handed her a pen with red ink and a sheet that she was supposed to sign and initial. After signing for the package, the lady bowed again, thanked him again, and walked into her house. The man put the paper away into his pocket.
The tall man wore a large white robe, with blood red trimming. The buttons on the robe were shaped to look like eagles, while the large hood on the robe covered his face.
As the man walked along, he pulled the hood back, revealing long, spiky white hair with bright blue-dyed tips. One long spike went straight down the middle of his face. A scar could be seen crossing just between the bottom of his nose and his top lip. It took the spot where a moustache would be.
"One more package delivered. That means the pay was actually earned. The pay isn't earned until the package is delivered. That's what I always say." said the man. His name? Andel Angelus, leader of the Blood Messengers. "Now, while I'm here, I might as well sight see. I've heard it's quite beautiful."
