Vhayne and Phury 12.30.12

Vhayne
-Clearly Rhage had been mistaken when he said Vhayne was no match for anything the brothers could do. Mentally ticking them off in his mind, he counted his kills and grinned. Black blood still clung to his skin as he nudged the brother with his elbow on the way inside the mansion. With a smirk the large blonde brother clamped him on the shoulder before heading upstairs to get cleaned up. Heeding the hollow growl in his stomach, Vhayne steered his shitkickers to the kitchen and was please to see that Fritz had saved the last meal spread for the returning warriors. Taking the empty seat at the head of the table, he propped his boots in an empty chair and grazed
like a Brahma Bull. –

Phury
-I entered the mansion from the rear entrance intending to take the back stairs straight to my room. damn, tonight had been a good fight and solid win for the good guys. but my heart just wasn't in it. The one person I'd hope to encounter was still MIA. fucking Zsadist sure knew how to stay hidden when he chose. Really not feeling the social butterfly, I was swayed from my solitary intent by the great smells wafting from the kitchen. Leave it to Fritz to send out the siren call my empty stomach couldn't ignore. Wiping most of the grime off my hands onto my leathers I entered the kitchen to find Vhayne already attacking the set out meal.- Whoa there, leave some for the rest of us. Gonna have'ta start calling you Rhage-Junior at this rate.

Vhayne
-Shaking his head before tearing into a turkey leg, he spoke with his mouth full despite the most prestigious of Glymera upbringings- ain't
waiting. I waited last time and you fuckers ate all the meat. Especially Rhage...so dig in Robert Plant before it's gone. -He reached across the table to snag another turkey leg before the aforementioned brother could return to clean the table-

Phury
-Smirking at the Rock God reference, I kicked the chair back with my foot and forgoing the wash and dry, grabbed a hunk of turkey. Chewing with gusto I picked up a plate and began to load it with, well.. just about some of everything. Finally taking a seat I nodded at the trainee.- You've learned your lessons well grasshopper.

Vhayne
-Grinning with his mouth still full, he swallowed loudly and laughed- you go hungry enough you learn quick. Hey you know they're coming out with a Karate Kid 3 next year...damn, how much can one kid learn? -He mused at that though. Even though he had been a grown male even a few years before his transition, he had learned a fuck ton just in the past year with the brothers. It made him grin to think of Phury as Mr. Miogi. Wiping his mouth with one of the fine linen napkins, he sat back and studied the table.-

Phury
-Feeling every one of my 200+ years I couldn't help but find humor in the naive views of this young one.- You'll find that you never stop learning. There is always something new that they find to throw our way. Staying ahead of them is how we turn the tide. -Thinking back on tonight's encounter I felt the need to offer praise where praise was due.- Man, I thought I was going to have to step in when that light haired stinker had you pinned down... but that was a smooth move on your part. Really excellent use of that sword you carry. Gotta give you props man, you handled yourself well.

Vhayne
-He was about to roll his eyes at the fucking never stop learning speech when Phury changed the lecture to praise. Nodding, he reached for roast beef and filled his empty plate- thanks Man...glad I got some use out of all those years of practice. Murhder tried to buy it off me; me and that sword have been together since I was five...I spent years sleeping with it beside my bed before I could even lift it. Yeah it's hard to conceal but it sure does make a beautiful filet. -He grinned at the twin-

Phury
-I barked a laugh- Oh Lord, Murhder doesn't need a sword like that. He's nearly a menace with just his bare hands. -Twisting the cap off a long neck and downing half at one pull.- Sounds like your family did right by you, raised you right. -I had to push back my own flashes of family life. We hadn't been the Brady's that's for sure. Unable to keep the melancholy completely out of my voice I asked.- So, you think Vhenom has any chance in hell of not getting his ass handed to him out there?

Vhayne
-He was surprised the brother was asking about another trainee and was certain it was breaking some sort of code but...had he ever really been just a regular trainee? Eating the beef with his fingers, he shrugged one shoulder and spoke casually- He can fight, I'll give him that but fuck...he's got more Pride than Rhage but not the skills. His arrogance is gonna get him hurt. And I don't just mean on the streets. He's gonna spout off to the wrong brother and have his balls handed to him on the end of a dagger.

Phury
-Nodding in agreement and remembering the kids last encounter with Z. Reaching out and slapping Vhayne on the back- I kind of expected a more "diplomatic" answer considering your Father's usual careful answers. I appreciate your candor. And I agree. -Stuffing my mouth full with one last bite I stood with my brew.- You need to always remember out there that we are only as strong as our weakest link. So stay sharp. - Turning to leave I held my hand up in a swirling motion.- Wax on Wax off brother... -and laughingly left the room.-

Vhayne
-Putting his own bottle to the table he laughed as Phury left. The comment about his father made him smile and speaking to himself, he recited the words perfectly in the ancient language he had been taught from birth- Be well brother of Worth, rest assured that this male will not be your weakest link -Sliding the empty plate away, he stood and departed through the back kitchen door and up the servant stairs taking a shortcut to his finely appointed, overly red room.