Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-24852191-20180211164324/@comment-24852191-20180327091050

Alucard: I don’t know, but I think Acelin will have answers.


 * Meanwhile, Dr. Cullen is sitting in his office when he receives a call from a nurse.

Dr. Cullen: Yes?

Nurse: Dr. Cullen, I have somebody here who has an appointment with you.

Dr. Cullen: You do? I was not under the impression I had one at this time.

Nurse: Should I send him away?

Dr. Cullen: No, no. Go ahead and send him in, I’m not really doing anything anyways.


 * She hangs up and a moment later, Acelin opens the door and walks in. As he shuts the door behind him, a strange expression crosses Cullen’s face. Acelin smile pleasantly and nods his head.

Acelin: Good evening, Doctor.

Dr. Cullen: Good evening. Can I help you?

Acelin: Hm, it’s more like can I help you.


 * Acelin sits in front of his desk in a chair. Cullen narrows his amber eyes.

Dr. Cullen: I don’t believe I understand.

Acelin: I know that certain people have it out for you.


 * Dr. Cullen senses something strange about the presence of Acelin. However, he returns his gaze to Acelin.

Dr. Cullen: I don’t know what you are talking about, but if you don’t leave, I will have to call the authorities.

Acelin: Hm, that wouldn’t get you far. I am merely looking for answers.


 * Cullen looks around as he senses that strange presence before reaching for the phone on his desk.

Dr. Cullen: I warned you. I am calling the police.


 * As he reaches fro the phone and begins dialing 911, Acelin sighs and calmly pulls out the M1911 from his jacket. He cocks back the firing hammer.

Acelin: Put the phone down, Doctor.


 * Cullen pauses as he looks at the gun. Then, he puts phone down slowly.

Acelin: I only.......


 * In a flash, Dr. Cullen leaps across the desk without knocking anything over and rips the gun from Acelin’s hand. When Acelin gets up, he finds the doctor pointing it at him.

Dr. Cullen: I don’t want any trouble.

Acelin: So, you’re going to shoot me?

Dr. Cullen: Only in self defense.


 * He pulls the trigger, but instead of a load .45 caliber blast, there is only a click as the hammer of the gun dry fires. Cullen looks down at the gun.

Acelin: You fool, it’s unloaded. Did you really think I would point a loaded weapon at you?


 * Then, Acelin reaches out and the gun pulls itself from Cullen’s hands and I to Acelin’s. Cullen’s eyes widen as Acelin pulls out a magazine of .45 caliber silver tipped bullets and loads the gun. He shucks the slide, loading a round it the Colt’s breach. He aims the weapon off to Cullen’s right in a ready position m.

Dr. Cullen: What? No? You can’t be one of them?

Acelin: One of what?

Dr. Cullen: The legends refer to you as Nightwalkers.

Acelin: Nighwalkers? Hm, maybe, but I live by day. Also, what legends?

Dr. Cullen: The Legends of the Volturi. That explains that distantly familiar presence I was sensing.

Acelin: Yes, that was me. No what is al this about legends and who are the Volturi?


 * Cullen’s face expresses kindness and care as he speaks in a more friendly manner.

Dr. Cullen: You really don’t know? I will explain everything thing to you at my home tonight. Please, allow me to have you as my guest.


 * Acelin ponders this Before holstering the gun and shaking Cullen’s hand.

Acelin: Fine, I’ll take you up on your offer, but I do have several friends that will be coming as well. They already know.

Dr. Cullen: Then they are welcomed too and, please, call me Carlisle.

Acelin: Ok.