All endings are beginnings

Who: Vivian. Nick Torres. Audr. Breacan. Mac. Eothian.
When: Nowish.
What: New Immortal.

Rating: R for adult talk and violence.
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She could feel everything shifting around her, or in her head. She wasn’t sure. Peeling her eyes open to survey her surroundings the battered walls around her spun in an endless movement. There were sounds groans and cries of pain sounding out around her as that irate accent of Torres's familar voice rang through her, the anger was enough to make her flinch. She hated the voice.

“I don’t pay you to think, kill them now!”

The voice snarled. Torres. She knew that much about the voice she had grown used to hearing.

“Whoa, some one has him pissed off.” Vivian muttered under the pain she could feel in her body as the restraints held her down. “At least it isn’t me.”

“Reckon not, it’d be me he’s mighty annoyed at.”

( Audr shouted out a string of words in Old Norse. “Rude. Speak a language we all know.” Replied Torres. Audr flipped him the bird....  )