Recent content by Abrakhal Grisgoh

Trying to limp towards her, Abrakhal winced through the pain as he recovered with each step. Squinting at the scene through mostly parted bystanders, he strained to hear what the man said. He just started to realize that he disliked this girl, from her eerie appearance to her way with a knife...

The tracks were narrowing. His cracked eyes squinted at the scuffs in the sand tracing along the outside of the city walls, beginning to dig outward rather than straight back; it was a sign they were tiring. Soon he'd be upon them. Abrakhal sucked in a dry snort of sandy air to release a muted...

Initially Abe was surprised by the success of his own punch, strained and wrinkled face stretching a widening look of glee; he was being taken over by this madman, body and spirit. But witnessing the rubber man bounce back with his happy retort soured Abe's expression and he gritted his teeth in...

His eyes slowly sank with his soul. Her every word crushing his spine, he bent into his empty gut. Shoulders rounding, his eyes darkened. He frowned at his feet, seated in a puddle of defeat. If at first he was winded by his fit of passion, now Abrakhal was ground to pieces beneath Rohana's...

"Uh. That might be impossible," he half jokingly, half alarmingly answered. His feet shuffled and scraped at the rooftop as the first bump of the door came from the bikers at his back. He pressed it back shut with a grunt. He tried splitting his attention between watching her and searching for...

When the ship ground to a halt, Abrakhal felt everything. He'd been ordered to knock it off, concerning his little habit, in preparation for this serious mission. In the past, a drink or two was good for character. In fact the last time he'd gone undercover, it was his love for the drink that...

"Wait," he blurted out. Confusion smacked him square in the face, looking after her as though she didn't get it. She didn't understand that he was confidently sitting here, that he was supposed to have startled her, in a good way that was beneficial to him. He was in control; didn't she get...

Abrakhal slowly lifted, recovering. He cupped his ribs, belly swelling under the arm. His other hand reached back and clawed the fencing to hold himself up. Something bubbled up inside him. He was dizzy. He was tired, breathing too fast. His skin was too hot. This place was too sweaty. The...

Abrakhal's eyes wandered in thought until Firen's question startled him, bringing him back. His signature grimace remained. "Oh. Well, we could ask the others about what they saw. But I kind of just want to head in there." If he was a more sociable sort, then he might've elaborated on his...

Pause. Then, seeing the flick of Terria's eyes focus on something behind him, Abrakhal flinched. Resisting the urge to spin around, he slowly turned a look over his shoulder and melted sideways into the bars. He'd forgotten about his question just as quickly as he'd asked it. Now, there, just...

Focusing more on catching his steps, Abe was helpless to withstand the tackling charge. Doubling over Will's back, Abe shuffled back to keep on his feet despite the initial lift-off. His grip of Will's wrist twisted Will's left arm back awkwardly, just hanging on tight without a mind to do...

Abe twisted, pivoting on his left foot. Abe's right hand crossed, redirecting Will's left-handed jab so that it would graze Abe's neck and left shoulder, as Abe swept a right leg kick to Will's leading left knee. In the act, Abe would attempt to grab hold of Will's wrist if possible. Abe would...

Seeing Levi choke on his drink induced a muling giggle out of Abe that sounded like a revving speeder engine, leaning closer, or rather falling forward, from an increasing lack of equilibrium that forced Abe's elbow onto Levi's shoulder to help Abe find the seat next to him. "Who cares! I've...

The garage was spinning, music boxing Abe's ears. He danced in circles, intoxicated blocks of brick for feet plodding side to side. Head down, flask in hand with an air-jabbing finger-pointing per hand to spare, he watched the floor whirl under foot like a portal into light speed. Lost in the...

"I guess," he capitulated like a kid who couldn't go out and play until recess. He didn't even flinch when she touched his shoulder, either a sign of his frustrations distracting him beyond the realization or that she'd become familiar enough. Or maybe he was improving, unlikely as that may...