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 Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 3:38 pm
prototype: *It holds its hand out in a fashion to tell Tyr to stop his advance*
(( xp ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 3:42 pm
::Tyrsais holds the staff straight verticle as the robot sticks its hand out walking into its arm lightly, but it was merely a tatic he kicks the bottom of the staff forcing the bladed ends to whip up violently into the machines shoulder. He then spin's in bring the staff down low with the other then looking to rip it off its feet with the blow to its lower leg.::
I'm sure whomever this Zio is did tell you about me. It would be wise to brief you on the changing defenses of the Citadel... Ohh I see so you are just welcome here eh? An angel with Mastema? Do you take me for a fool?
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 3:48 pm
Xol came to being in a plume of black mist on the outside of the domed shield that covered the Citadel. He took a step inside and crouched down, hoping to bait Zenogais to him. It had taken him but a few minutes after leaving the other night to realize who the machine was. They had met in the Dojo not too long ago and had a minor scuffle. He was slightly angered at himself for leaving Crystal at his mercy, but knew that she could handle her own if it came down to it.
For the moment he wanted to just test the outter limits of Mastema's defenses. Slowly but surely making his way ever inward while learning the ins and outs of the Citadel.
"Hmmm...I can vaguely sense two auras." He spoke aloud to himself, straining to get a better read. It was proving difficult because of Mastema's magical based barriers that hinderd his ability to sense accurately. "Definately one of Angelic and one of vampiric natures though..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 3:49 pm
Ahh!
*Nana takes in a sharp gasp seeing the poor Proto-type get stuck with the blade*
O.O
N--no!
*Nana extands her left arm and hand, pointing them at Tyrsais*
S--stop it! Stop now, or else!!
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 3:57 pm
"Time to make myself known..." Xol sneered, flaring his murky grey aura as the ground at his feet slightly cracked and cratered. Small blood red streaks of energy slowly started to materialize and course along the circumference of his aura as it got evermore powerful.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:00 pm
prototype: *the blade struck the shoulder and his feet, but didn't rip him apart. However, the prototype falls forward, its hydraulics shot. As it lay on the ground its green eye started blinking*
Zeno: Haha.... good ridd--.... nn.....gah.... grrr...w-what's....g-going.... *Zeno's HUD was going crazy just moments after the citadel went down. On the screen it displayed "Primary objective: Defend Nana"*.....All citadel defenses mobilized?..... Is Lord Mastema calling out all citadel defenses just for this p***k?
*Indeed. All around the citadel, the combat drones were coming to life and marching, armed, towards the position of the scuffle*
Slayer: Hmph *Instead of going to attend to Tyr, Mastema had ordered him to intercept Xol, whom had foolishly entered the citadel. Xol would find it much harder to leave than to enter, just as Focht had when he tried to leave the citadel* Solaris... what business have you here? *Slayer shouted as he dropped from the air to the ground near Xol*
evil *Xol was in his citadel, Zeno was halfway damaged, Tyr was harrassing his wife, and now all of the citadel defenses were activating.... and Zio couldn't tell him why. He was not happy as he vanishes from the 100th floor*
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:08 pm
::He mockingly placed his foot on the prototypes chest, and pressed down with some of his weight holding his finger up to his mouth. Making a "shhh" sound to it, and looked up to Nana. He held the staff now over its chest, but he wasnt going to plunge it in::
Well now I think you had better get to explaining yourself, and quit with the threats... I could care less for you or the machine. I am just here to defend the Lords assets. And I dont think you are just a friend. He would have warned me...
::He turned his head noting all the machanical sounds in the area. He recongnized them, and now he throught that she had brought more intruders with her.::
Is that the rest of your team? I think I should kill you now...
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:09 pm
Xol's gaze followed the gun turrets as they came to bare on something farther ahead to which he couldn't see. Hearing a voice, his gaze came to rest on Slayer.
"Oh...nothing much. Just coming to ruffle your puppet masters feathers. Looks like I'm not the only one though..." He chuckled with a lopsided grin, tilting his head in the direction of where the turrets were focused on.
"Seems like I've just joined the ongoing party. Shame, I was hoping to be the one to start it."
Xol knew his chances of success had just greatly dimished now that all the defenses were up. Curses to Tyrsais, whom he figured was the vampiric aura up ahead that had caused the Citadel to go on red alert.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:20 pm
*Nana looks up in surprise at the sound of the other robots*
A--are we under attack?
*Nana looks back to Tyrsais*
o.o
My... team? What are you talking about?
*Nana looks back to the proto-type*
D--don't move, or I will defend myself!
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:26 pm
Zeno: T-Tyrsais!! You moron!! Quit it already! Gah! *Zeno's protocol was going ballistic* The entire citadel defenses are now on your BZZTing BZZT!
*indeed it was so. All of the mechs were homing in on Tyr's BZZTing BZZT. Not too long after, several mechs start flying over head, several large mechs along with small, quick mechs were circiling the immediate area, and standard type mechs were standing atop buildings and aiming every kind of weapon from SMG's to missle launchers aiming at Tyr. Only one thing was stopping them from firing*
Slayer: Hmph. You could say that. However, with all the citadel defenses already active it will be easy enough to halt your assault. I will contend with you myself. *He keeps the pipe in his mouth and his arms crossed over his chest*
*Mastema has yet to reappear*
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:30 pm
::He reveled in combat, and chaos. Indeed he had often found that being near death was the best moments of his life, he started to lightly scrape the blade across the neck of prototype. He moved the staff to one hand charging up a blast of ice energy in his free hand looking at Nana::
Well, maybe you arent an intruder... but nonetheless I dont know what you are. However they seem to be responding to your aid so I must assume that you are important. Call the machines off...
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:36 pm
Irvine followed Xol's aura to the Citadel. Irvine rolled his eyes. Where else would he be? Xol seemed to obsess with the destruction of the Citadel. Irvine couldn't care less, he just needed to speak with Xol. Course that wouldn't happan if Xol was captured. So Irvine would do the "humanitarian" thing and help. He approached the Citadel and passed through the barrier. He was pretty sure that the Citadel's defenses would be on and were probably already tracking him. Irvine kept a hand on the hilt of his sword. He sensed Xol's aura as well as Tyrs. He could also feel an Angelic aura. He thought it was Kai's for a moment but then this one seemed different. It seemed fallen. Irvine was really enguarde now. He made his way to where he felt Xol's aura.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:39 pm
"A few mechs and turrets aren't going to be enough to stop me..." Xol said with a frown, furrowing his brow and rising to his feet. Both of his gauntlets were shimmering with built up energy as blood red streaks of energy, much like the ones coursing around his aura snapped off of them.
"Well, you seem like a worthy adversary...and yet, one that would not make the first move. Enough with the talk then. Would you like your a** handed to you on a silver or gold platter?"
Immediately after ending his sentence Xol burst into a blur of movement. When he was within a few feet of Slayer, he teleported a few feet behind; back facing him, while his after-image dissolved a few inches in front.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 4:43 pm
*Nana's voice was clearly stressed*
But-- I can't stop them... I don't contol them!
*Nana notices the ice energy; her eyes take on a barely visible imprint on their backings. Had Mastema sent this many robots just to deal with Tyrsais? In anycase, Nana only wanted one thing at the moment*
>o<
Let my robot go! You've damaged it already, what more do you want?! To kill me? What have I done?
*Nana's aura trails her outline becoming visible, this was new as the aura was white and not it's normal blue. Two bolts of energy arc over Nana's shoulders. It wasn't clear if even she knew what was going on or even noticed, with her eyes being closed tightly and all*
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 5:08 pm
Zeno: BZZT! Gah! Tyr just back off already! They won't shoot if you get away from her! *His sensors go crazy at the arrival of Xol and Irvine* BZZT! Tyr.... we have two intruders to deal with... we can get to this later!
Slayer: How inhumane. stare Undertow! *Slayer's hand glistening with brilliantly lit energy as he spins around with tremendous force, using his ancient vampiric ability. If the attack hit, which was one of Slayer's trademark attacks, Xol would find himself not only find himself probably flying half way across the citadel, if he didn't stop himself, but he would be rather badly burned as well. The force and power of the Undertow manuveur were made to break through defenses and blocks*
*The bots are still aiming at Tyr. Several snipers are starting to take aim at various points on Tyr's body*
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