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So the time for talking was over, it was time for her to fight. The idea did not comfort her. The last time they fought she had been bested and she had ahd a full soul. Taking a small step she raised her hand up as the two vortexts moved towards him quickly. They were not to be a full attack, just a distraction. Now she took a step forward and pushed her hand towards him. A large wall of air race towards him, after the vortexts. If this were to hit a normal enemy it should send him flying if not push him back at lest a good few feet. None the less as her hand feel to her side, her bow appeared in her hand. She knew that she should have been praticing more. It had been so long since she fought last. A few cuses were said to herself.



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He was taken aback at first by the movement then even more by her comment. A small blush rose to his cheeks as he chuckled as gave a small chuckle. Reaching up he tapped her nose. His eyes looked anywhere but her eyes. There was something about her eyes that made him feel a little odd. It caused him to feel like something that should not be there. THough he had heard of other elves finding a possible romance at a young age. For an elf love is timeless. They would just have to wait the small wait of 10 years or so and then it would be accepted by a normal society. But it was still odd to have his cheeks flush by the actions of this small girl. "If the princess Mimi comands it then I shall follow her decree..." He smiled as the blush left his cheeks and he was now able to look at her,his emotions in check once more. "Although I must say you would not have to order little Princess. I will be glad to stay with you.."
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Without time to speak, the tiny tornadoes seemed to divert their courses, each one turning the opposite direction from the other. They were no longer a threat as they burned themselves into nothing. Now, the only thing that was considered to be a danger would be the wall coming at him, but it wasn't as much a problem as Kellet would hope. He simply stood there, the air pushing right passed him as he stood casually, hands in pockets as the wind barely managed to even push his hair out of his face. "Straight to the point with you, dear... always. No time for the joys of artistic foreplay..." He was taunting her, waiting to see if she was just messing with him, or if that was truly her power. "I suggest you get a little bit more creative if you even stand a chance at causing me to inhale more air than usual."

His hands were withdrawn from their previous storage, brought up in front of him, lacing their fingers together. He pushed outward, his knuckles cracking in an arrogant fashion. Stitch's head tilted downward, though, his eyes look up at her, nodding as he spoke his next word... a slow nod, his eyebrows raised. "Are you sure you want to do this, Kellet?" His smile was now faded, though still slightly present. "You are not a bad person, and I have taken a liking for your existence... I'd hate to end your life over something so trivial..."

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She gave a soft growl as she shifted her feet. She knew that she was going to need to step it up. If only she weren't so danm rusty. Taunts never really use to work on her. But then he said the word trivial. That about snapped her in two. Her finger raised as she pointed to him. "I do not think you taking the soul of my children and friends to replace the soul of my daughter that you broke trivial. It is far from any sort of trivil matter in fact." As her finger was raised she flicked it slightly back and forth. The cloths on his body began to come to life, inching there way up and around him. The collar of his shirt tighted around his neck, trying to brake his air supply. While the sleves and pant legs worked on cutting off his cerciulation. It was always a dirty trick she hated. Right along with stripping enemies naked. But she was going to have to pull thoes trick out if she wanted to walk away from this battle whole.



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The strings of his shirt were weaving around each other, tightening their pressure, pulling against each other so extensively that they dug into the skin of his neck. And not only his neck, but the wrist seemed to close up on him, stopping the blood flow there as well. At first, it seemed as if he wasn't bothered, but it was just a ruse to intimidate Kellet. Before he knew it, his lungs began to burn, the deficit of oxygen causing him to get lightheaded. His hands reached up, trying to scratch away the fibers that was harming him, but with no avail.

She was controlling the strands, and doing it well. In Stitch's mind, she was far more talented in his cloth talents than her air talents. His eyes were growing bloodshot as he now panicked, trying to break free of her hold, choking sound, gurgling. Stitch had fallen to his knees as he was dying, his energy sapped as he flailed his body around, attempting to get loose.

"You may want to shoot him with that bow now..." the voice spoke from behind her, leaning against the wall next to the door. "It's your only chance..." It was Stitch, the real Stitch as a copy now collapsed to the ground, dead. "Aww... too late. You could have beaten him if you had listened to my advice." He smiled again, waiting for her to do something. She wasn't able to touch him... she must have known this by now...

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It was Mimi's turn to blush as Puck told her she wouldn't have to decree it. Her eyes dropped to avoid contact as a small growl of displeasure floated up from the floor. She couldn't help but laugh lightly as her eyes traveled back up to him, ever the same rabbit girl as before.

"Okay!" She chirped.



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A string of curse words left her lips as she spun quickly towards him. Her bow raised as she took a step back then jumpped away from him. While air born she began to fire at him, arrows of wind appearing inbetween her fingers as she pulled the string back. He had been blocking her attacks so far, more than she would like. Without Minstral her wind powers were very small. She had been born with her talent for cloth and thread. Then when she had let Minstral into her soul she had learned her gift of wind and it became more powerfull with the wind dragons help. And then over her 100s of years had she mastered most spells and healing by reading and pratice. Her power of the wind only coming from the dragon that was now vacant from her soul. She was fighting now with only half her soul and her main element removed. As she landed from her jump she claped her hands together and pulled them apart. As her hands pulled apart and air bubble had formed. Or a lack there of bubble. No air was present in the bubble that began to divide into smaller bubbles. They began to circle her in a small barrier. Maybe she could hold out until Amar returned with Minstral... But she felt like holding out for that would get her killed. Raising her bow once more she looked to Stich. It bothered her greatly that he had yet to attack. It made her very werry.



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As they reached the end of the hall they were walking he stopped suddenly. His face was no more the happy face that he had been showing her. Eyes were sharp as he stood, glaring at the wall. Raising his nose he sniffed quickly and with a growl began to walk quickly down the hall, away from where they had been intending to go. He moved her so that she could cling to him as his pase grew. "Hold on tight, princess. We have to find Kiro...." Turning down another hall quickly he began to run, reaching down and picking up the cabbit as he ran as to not leave him behind. He could feel it. That same feeling when Rin had died, as well as Gin. When his mother fought his step father and Keno. That small pull that she was in trouble. Over the years he had not felt it because he had been so far from her. But now that they were far more in tune with each other once more he could feel it. She was in some trouble. He needed to get to her no matter what.

((No idea when his color fornt got so wacked.....))
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Bubbles? He was slightly offended by her new approach, but something hinted that she didn't plan for these to be an offensive weapon. They were her defense, which told him that Kellet was ready for him to attack. The problem was, Stitch didn't want to attack. Unfortunately, though, he would be forced to. Had She gained power of Minstral, as well as the help of Koru, and the alliance with Bristol and the others, they had a far better chance of figuring out his weaknesses... too much of a liability.

He sighed. "Let's get started then." He pushed off the wall, standing with his hands still in his pockets, his neck bending, popping heard similar to that of his knuckles. He took a moment, breathing, his eyes closed. Then they opened, and his eyes stood dark green. "Begin." He faded, appearing instantly in front of her, nearly nose to nose. He smiled, and with a jerk of his body, his forehead darted forward in attempts to smash into hers. If successful, she would be knocked backwards, her eyes blinded by tears, and a constant throbbing from within. Had he made the mistake to hit harder she may have found herself with a concussion.

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She had been ready for him to appear suddenly, but she had not been ready for the head but attack he issued. Thinking quickly she brought her hands up to create a small wind barrier. He broke through, connecting their heads but nowhere as near as hard as it could have been. As she quickly to a few hop stepps away from him she reached up and rubbed her forhead. Her eyes moved towards his chest where he had crossed into one of the bubbles. The clothing on his chest seemed to have shrivled somewhat. Had he leaned in further his chest would have been damaged greatly, but for now there should only have been a small red mark. Sign where the oxygen had been ripped from his skin. A small mark caused by the bubble. And hopfully not the last. Her eyes narrowed as she moved her hand to the side. The hem of her shirt jerked before it began to unravel into her fingers. She was now showing a bit of skin but she paid it no mind as the fabric raced inbetween her fingers. Now so had more weapons to work with. She was waiting for his next attack, not wanting to rush at him again.



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The wind barrier was effective, as his threat on Kellet was greatly reduced. It felt weird on his skin, the air barrier shattering around his pores before making contact with her forehead, but just as he thought, she was knocked backwards. Her counter attack was a bit strange, the anti-air bubble trying its best to dig into his skin, but this was nothing worth getting worried over. It was a simple aversion, his escape being quite ingenious. Stitch's body warped, only in the area where the ball was meant to hit, a concave imprint wrapping around the ball, holding it like a ball in a glove.

"Wrong..." His body, again, warped, popping outward, shooting the bubble much like a rock in a sling shot, directly at Kellet, point blank. She could regain control of this wind, had she had the power to catch it at such a great speed. If not, it would shoot right through her, an injury she would probably like to dodge. There would be no stopping, and though it wouldn't puncture her flesh, the internal damage would be wondrous. He didn't move...

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It was an attack that she had not been expecting at all. Her eyes could not understand how he swallowed the bubble whole. Then it shot towards her at amazing speed. Shock took control of her body as she simply watched as the Bubble seemed to become a cannon hurled at her. It collided with her chest, and had she been anyone else it wowuld have been tragic outcome. But instead she simply abosorbed the anti-ari bubble. But there was still an effect. Soemthing close to being hit square in the chest by a baseball. Her eyes grew wide as her hand rose to her chest. Her back rose as her shoulder dropped. A few coughs were heard as she raised her other hand to cover her mouth. As she pulled the sheilding hand away from her lips a familur taste danced across her tounge. Looking to her hand the sight confermed her tounge. Blood. The pressure of the orb had done some damage. Looking towards him her eyes narrowed as she shook her hand towards the ground, the blood leaving it to splatter to the floor. She moved so that she was ready for an attack once more. Raising her hand she twitched her fingers at his clothing once more. She knew that if she cought this virsion was cought then another would appear. Maybe she could keep him at it. There was a chance he had a limit. But she couldn't think at the moment. Her chest hurt as well as the pounding in her head. Then there was the fact that she was already getting tired. Just using the wind to travel far drained her. And here she was trying to fight. At least she was buying the others time. With that thought she twisted her fingers and his clothing began to constrict him once more. Not just the neck and sleaves. The whole of the clothing he wore was trying to chrush his very being.



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"The same trick twice? Poor taste, my dear Kellet." He had known she would repeat this attack, so, having a way to get passed it was easy. His body because to lower, no, shrink... along with the clothing which was tightening at the same speed. Smaller and smaller his body became until he was so small, he could simply walk out of the clothes, no bigger than a mouse now, and to save himself the embarrassment, he was still fully clothed. "Silly girl." His voice squeaked, fast as if he was a cartoon character, and with a snap of his finger, a puff of smoke erupted.

The smoke cleared, and Stitch as standing at his normal size, wearing his normal clothes, while a pile of exact clothes laid rest in the dirt. "You cannot stop me, Ox will be with me again..." His smile was not present, his eyes serious now, bored yet focused. "Why are you trying to stop me?!" Anger. His hands shot forward in a pose that looked as if a fireball should have been shot out, but instead, a stream of crows flew from a void in the space between his palms. They flew at her, gnawing and pecking and attacking her relentlessly. "Leave me be..." he walked away from her, letting the birds do his dirty work.

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The crows were something quite new. Raising her hands she tried to sheild her face as they flew past. After a few minutes of it though she let out a scream and slamed her hands down. The crows were pushed down towards the ground. But Kellet did not ease up on them once they hit. She pushed harder and harder as her chest rose and feel with her deep breaths. After just a few second cracking was heard, all the birds dead. Panting she raised a hand to move a few pulled strands of hair from her face. The warm feeling on her face and a downward glance confremed what she felt. Cuts and gashes covered her face and body, her clothes torn in certain places. She very well could have fixed the holes but then her blood would soak through the cloth. And that would be a useless drain of her powers. Instead her long pants began to seperate at the knee. As they did she turned her attention to him. "You do know she will hate you more than any passion. If you are sucsessful she will kill you. Her whole life was dedicated to protecting Mouse, Scout and the others. To destory their lives for her... She will hate you..." As she finished her small speach she slammed her hands to the ground. She was expecting him to become outraged by what she said. But it matter not. The clothing that had been the lower half of her pants shot thru the ground, heading straight for him. The strands of fabric shot out of the ground beside him and wrapped around his legs. SHe pulled quickly, hoping with all hope that she had him now in the ground.



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When he got tense, so did she. She clung to him and gave a squeeze of relief when he scooped up Hideki.

"Is Mama Kellet okay, Puck?"



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