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 Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 1:30 am
Indeed. Or, perhaps they should just listen to Thanatos for a while. *He chuckles* With the length through which Thanatos can speak on a subect, I would not be surprised if these three were fluent speakers afterwards
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 1:35 am
A chill fills the air as a cold myst swirls half a mile away from the shining dome. As the Myst swirls faster it forms into a man. * This place seams very impressive * He chuckles as if some one had told him a delicious secret * This deserves more attention * a sinister grin forms on his face as he begins to strole around the city, while keeping his distance.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 1:36 am
sweatdrop ...Dear.
*Granted Nana had not heard Thanatos rant as of yet, but still...*
I think they'd enjoy the company at the very least.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 1:43 am
I am sure the same works in reverse for Thanatos. Hmm..... *He looks over his shoulder with a cautious frown*....
Zeno: .______. oh, plaything! dibs! *Zeno shouted to himself as he quickly ran towards the edge of the barrier. In no time, the automaton leaps through the barrier and skids quite a few meters in front of Breg* twisted Hey there buddy. lost? *Zeno wore a blood red outfit that resembled that of a high ranking officer. He also had long black hair down to his waist*
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 1:47 am
*Nana cradles Micha a little more; Eecheb was starting to get heavy lids aswell. Trilla is still a little ball of unstable energy*
>.>
Hmm? What is it?
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 1:51 am
* Hardly... Im exactly where I want to be. * A sedistick smile appears on his face as his left arm flakes away its flesh leaving a coated arm of liqid steel * ive been gone foar a while and now that im back I figuerd id check out the big players in this game* ancient runes foarm on the mettal as they glow green
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 1:56 am
There's someone outside the citadel. Someone I have met before. I doubt he is any kind of ally.
Zeno: ooooo nice arm.... I got a whole body of that twisted *He stands and points Fuuraiken, the lightning sword, at Breg* I doubt you can resist lightning the same way I can though....
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 2:01 am
--__--;
Hnn. I suppose the total peace, was too good to last. If you need to go, I'll take Trilla.
*By now Eecheb was asleep along with Micha. Nana would find a way to put them both back in the crib in a moment*
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 2:07 am
* Rai isnt a problem for me * hlding out his left arm a surge of electricity runs along it * I learnd to harnes that element long ago, but not before this one * he raises his right arm out as a swirl of of flames erupts from his hand and forms a dark sword in it * im sure my Hell fire blade can take anything you have to dish out*
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 2:13 am
No. I should not be needed. I believe it is taken care of
Zeno: *chuckles* Oh.... but that's Rai magic. This may be lightning.... but it's also not. You'd need to be hit to understand twisted *Zeno had already begun his analysis* Hell fire? Hah! I've seen those antics before. I know a blonde that can use fire better than that. But enough of my yapping. Come on... show me a big one twisted
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 2:19 am
--__--;
Ah-- alright.
*Nana brushes her thumbs lightly against both of her sons, light enough not to wake them. Nana wanted to be assured by Mastema's confidence in whom ever had "taken care of" the problem. Until Mastema had to go, then Nana would continue on, in her current state with the boys sleeping within the nooks of her arms, and resting their heads lightly against her *
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 2:37 am
* A big one ? * Each rune begins to bulge out untill a steel spheer foarms and floats off his left arm: hoovering around him, glowing green .* to tell the truth I came here to observe. But a fight suits me just fine* with that the spheers dart around both (about twenty in all) He places his sword tip on the closest as a combenation of Rai and hell fire stream into the speer and webs to evrey other spheer, creating a dameging net
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 2:47 am
Zeno: *chuckles at the net that had formed around them* Not too logical are ya. Lightning against a lightning user and fire against a man of unknown substance. I'll take the method to heart though twisted However... lets see how you handle my lightning. *The white and blue sword that Zeno held began to charge with a red electricity. Once it was charged significantly, he slashed the Fuuraiken horizontally and sent the powerful red lightning wave at Breg. It would be found that this was no ordinary lightning. Besides being red, it was almost as if it was different from lightning all together. It could be difficult to determine if it was lightning at all, Never the less, it would have the same results when used*
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 3:06 am
as the wave comes to him he crosses his left arm with his sword > He grits his teath as the wave hist him hard causing him to be pushed backwards sevral meaters * Damn thayt packs a hell of a punch * he shakes off the blow as his left arm smokes from the strike * definitly not normal Rai * his sword vanishes into smoke as all the spheres return to and are absorbed back into his arm * this was a nice secion, we will definetly do it again real soon, but now i need to deal with more preasing matters * He turns his back to Zeno, as a cold myst rises around him causing the gras around him to instantly freez * Tell mastema ill see him soon as well* he fades into the myst*
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 3:10 am
Zeno: stare Keh.... apparently more punch than you want to deal with. *He laughs triumphantly, not caring that for the moment his feet were frozen in place*
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