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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2014 5:36:29 GMT -5
the quick blows made George stumble from side to side. Then the hands gripping is shoulders put the king in a bowing positions. But not for long taking the advantage of being knelt down grabbing a hold of the back of the shepard's knees. Pulling the boy to make him fall on his back. no but you didnt expect that.
Quickly clutching David's head the old kings thumbs jamming into the younger mans eyes and he banged the back of the peasants head into the cobble stone floor. Once the boy was daze from the blows George gripped the boys hair forcing him up as George stood. Bashing his head into David'sknocking him back. This fight maybe in the younger mans favor but George learnt how to fight dirty from his knights.
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Post by Prince Charming /David Nolan on Jan 21, 2014 15:16:35 GMT -5
David grasped for air when he got knocked over and landed on his back. It seemed like all of the air in his lungs got pressed out. He didn’t had much time to recover from the landing when George had already placed his hands at the sides of his head, making his thumbs press into his eyes. David yelled out in pain as his sight got blinded.
He tried to get away from George his grip but his effort to do so softened when his head got hit against the ground multiple times. He could feel the skin at the back of his head getting ripped away, and warm blood running down his neck when he got pulled up by his hair. David indeed didn’t expect this to happen. It seems that this king wasn’t only unfair in his words but also in his deeds.
When David got knocked backwards once more, he hit the dungeon wall with his back and fell down his knees, not able to keep his balance. David needed to take deep breaths to catch up his strength in this fight. But with his sight still blurred and blood running down his neck, this battle seemed to be one he was about to lose.
While David laid on the ground, with his back being supported against the wall, his hands tried to find something on the ground which he could use to make the king fall down on the same height.
Maybe he needed to give his true love some credit for this, but his right hand found a lose piece of the wall. With one strong and hard swipe, David hit the king on his head with the rock when he came closer to claim the victory his own.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 3:34:18 GMT -5
The blow to the head knocked George to the ground. Gnashing his teeth spit flew out eyes buldging out. A tickle of blood ooz from the gash on his head lifting a hand up to dab at the wound. Narrowing his sight into slits never had the king wanted someone this dead.
You'll regret that boy. jabbing his thumb into the arrow wound on David closing his hand over the shoulder. In quick motion the older man stood up yanking the shepard up with him. Snarling George twisted his thumb in more pressing David aganst the wall. I will have your head and every else that you hold. I will take everything you love and burn down till its ashes.
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Post by Prince Charming /David Nolan on Jan 22, 2014 18:01:02 GMT -5
While being pressed against the wall once more, the pain that the king was causing by pressing his thumb in the fresh wound on his shoulder was overwhelming. Together with the blood that was still running down his neck and the landing he had on his back, Charming felt that this duel was one that he couldn’t win. No matter how hard he tried, this king would always have something extra inside of him that Charming didn’t had. A dark soul.
While the king pressed hit thumb deeper into the wound, Charming could feel the wound getting ripped open even more, and warm blood escaping it.
“If you think that I am scared to die, then you are wrong George.” David had to take deep breathes while the king was still pressing his thumb into the wound of the arrow. “Maybe I won’t have the chance to kill you now, but I know that I will succeed in that in the next life.”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2014 4:46:10 GMT -5
Blood pumping out of the wound George knew he had won. Yanking his thumb out of the gash. Dark blood covered his thumb down to his wrist, lifting it up into the light. Who said there is a second life for you peasant. feeling a smug self awareness filled him.
the death I have plan for you wont give you a second life. You ll waste anyway..you stupid boy.he sneered punching David with his bloody hand in Charming's gut. your patheic. watching the boy fall to the ground George kicked bastard in the ribs.
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Post by Prince Charming /David Nolan on Jan 31, 2014 16:46:41 GMT -5
David didn’t had the time to give the king an answer to his words of hate. George’s fist that made contact with his stomach was already enough to make him fall on hands and knees once more. This fight was asking more of him than he had imagined, certainly after being captured and chained into that dungeon for a few before already.
David yelled out in pain when the king kicked his ribs which were already bruised. He was defeated. Defeated by a king who didn’t know what the word honor meant. Still he hold on to hope, and to the ones he loved. Maybe he wouldn’t survive this, but he would gladly give his life for the people he loved.
David hold one hand up, the one gesture which gave the old king the sign he was giving up, that he had won.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 7:03:43 GMT -5
Scowling at David with disgust the boy was beyond pathic to him. To think Rumple sent this cowardly man kneeling before him. James would have never acted in this manner.
Kicking once before marching to barred door.
Guards latch this imposter back to the wall. turning on his heels. George brought his gaze down to the beaten shepard. I be seeing you at excution David. Your mother will be standing next have a great rest of misremble life. spiting in the young man face.
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