Xavier Swann
Registered but either hasn't added self to a roster yet or doesn't RP
XWF FanBase: Men, some teens (booed by casual fans; opportunistic; often plays dirty)
(Where is my roster page?)
Joined: Sat Nov 22 2014
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12-03-2014, 02:42 AM
After a couple of minutes, Xavier Swann begins to find his bearings. He sits up and looks across at Stan, who is completely unconcious, then at Sarah, who is barely moving. He looks down into his lap and finds the t-shirt Mastermind left behind. He lifts it up and reads it, then scoffs.
Xavier Swann: "God damn shaft-jockey, this thing has got to be at least a XXXL!"
He looks over at Stan as he climbs to his feet, then back down at the shirt. He kicks Stan to wake him up, and the rotund security guard stirs from his enduced slumber.
Xavier Swann: "Here, put this on! It might actually cover your nipples! And remind me of exactly how useless you are!"
Swann scrunches the shirt up and throws it in Stans face. He then walks over to Sarah, who is barely conscious. He leans down and goes to pick her up but at the last minute, shakes his head and just steps over her, walking off down the corridor holding his head.
Credit to my good buddy Justin Sane for the banner.
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