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Post by Constantine on Dec 7, 2011 4:48:06 GMT -5
Constantine leaned against a wall in what used to be a child’s room. The blue walls faded and some parts of the wall had mold growing on it. The window next to him was broken with the shattered glass across the wood floor. Other then the glass, the house was raided, beds missing, anything that would be worth something these days, leaving the place like an empty shell. It wasn’t the best place to set up for the night, but with a few corrupt being out here. It would allow him the chance to practice a little more without being noticed by more than a few eyes. And maybe unlock a few memories from his past to understand himself better.
He was a soldier who was created just to kill, a pawn in a way. His purpose was nothing along with his worth. Taking his shotgun off his shoulder and leaning it against the wall, he lifted his right hand to the other side of the room, he needed to practice controlling his powers to a greater extent. The ice formed around his hand. He blasted a small amount of ice at his target. The wall froze on contact around where it was hit, you could hear that the wall took damage from being frozen so quickly. Constantine needed something better though, maybe the corrupted would do, but he looked at section frozen and smiled. For some reason, he was happy to have the power of cryokinesis, something that was beautiful and deadly in his eyes.
O.O.C. Never played the game and just going for some fun. If it needs to be updated. Let me know.
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