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 Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 8:46 pm
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Caeles walked through London, his messy white hair and pale body invisible to the mortals he passed due to a simple spell. Entering a small shop in the main street, passing by a mage in black who bowed as he passed, Caeles entered through a small passage behind the counter, descending along a stair case and entering a tunnel far below London. As he walked through the brightly lit tunnels, faint sounds of battle echoed dimly, the faint sounds of metal clashing and the fwoosh of fireballs occasionally being pierced by a scream... or a laugh.
Reaching a 3 way intersection in the tunnels, the tall mage glanced around the walls, before taking the left path, a sign in it announcing that it was the was to the Elders meeting room. A sudden roar pierced the sounds of battle and a cleaver, bleeding from a large chest wound, crashed through the wall to his right, and half embedded himself in the next wall, the large scythe dropping from his limp hands as his eyes glazed over. A shirtless mage entered from the hole in the wall, his right arm slowly reverting back from a brown bear arm. The mage bowed slightly to Caeles as he stated, "We have them. The Elders are bottled up in the meeting room, but are still putting up a fight. The cleavers and the other mages are either already captured of in retreat."
Caeles nodded and continued walking, "Losses?"
Tolero sighed, "Two, Crimson tried to take the Elders on his own... We're still picking up pieces of him. And Cyadine was taken down by 4 cleavers at the beginning."
"Less losses then expected then. Finish up here, send someone else to watch the entrances. We're going to deal with the Elders."
Tolero nodded and turned around to go to the entrance, his eyes narrowing as he saw a small group of cleavers running along the hallway. With a inhuman roar, he sprinted towards them, his upper body changing rapidly as he sped towards his foes. Caeles grabbed his zweihander and rested it on his shoulder, the gigantic blade glimmering in the light as he strode towards a shimmering pair of double doors in the center of the Sanctuary. Glancing at one of the mages guarding the door, Caeles commanded simply "Begin," and the mage nodded, waving his hands in a series of movements before clapping once. The doors stopped shimmering and exploded into flames as a fireball the size of a human head rocketed out of it.
With the fireball shooting towards him, Caeles glared at it, the orb of magical flames vanishing from existence with a small glimmer of solidified magic left slowly dropping to the ground. Pushing his left palm forward, Caeles chuckled slightly as he heard three bodies slam into the far wall. Cracking his neck, the pale mage walked forward to confront the English Council.
(Ye Gods... that's my longest post with one character in a while...)
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:23 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 11:12 pm
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"I'm a mage," Proxy answered, but not answering the question itself, " and other things that you don't need to know bout." Proxy couldn't shake off the feeling she got from Lucrid, it bugged her. "My magic," Proxy started, "I have to admit is different but just telling you what it is would be quite irresponsible of me now wouldn't it?" Proxy leaned forward toward Lucrid, meeting eye to eye, and smiled.
"Beep riinngg, beep riinngg," Proxy stood up straight, taking out her cellphone and flipped it open. "Oh bloody hell....," she mumbled into the phone, "What?" Proxy was annoyed with the fact the she was interrupted while in the middle of making a new "friend" and turned with her back facing Lucrid. "I don't have much of a choice do I?" she sighed, "if that cranky old man found out you had called me telling me this he'd have a real go at you.......you have a point.......I'll get there when.......Oh you mean naa-ooww....fine whatever." Proxy hung up and turned back round to face Lucrid, "Somethng interesting has happened and I'm about to go crash it so you're gonna have to finish interrogating me another time until then see ya round." With that and without waitng for a response Proxy dashed into the trees.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 3:27 am
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A fireball hurtled through the smoke, illuminating the now dim room with a crimson light until it was absently deflected by Caeles' zweihander. Caeles took a step forward and waved his left hand, sending a white edged wave of black energy shot forward through the rapidly clearing smoke, striking an elderly mage in a suit and throwing him into a wall. Another step, his thin zweihander swinging backhanded, the flat of the blade disarming a second mage with a rapier, the smaller sword embedding itself in the wall as Caeles drove his right foot into the mage's chest. The second mage was flung backwards over a desk. Two Elders in two steps. The third however had time to get ready.
Shadows swirled around the Grand Mage, his black gloves overflowing with darkness before he thrust his palms forward. Caeles ducked as shards of solid darkness pierced the air where his head had just been, a dull cracking sound echoed through the room as the arch above the door cracked from the impacting attack. Caeles stepped forward, his blade rising as me moved forward, it's gleaming point aimed at the Grand Mage's shoulder. A shadowy tendril whipped out of the right glove and wrapped itself around the thin zweihander, before snapping tight and flinging it in the other direction. Where it sliced a desk in half before sticking point fist in the wall, near the second mages head.
Spinning slightly, Caeles unleashed a devastating kick at the necromancer's right hand, his foot connecting with a shield of shadow as Caeles pressed his right palm against the Grand Mage's shoulder a second before a flash of energy filled with room. The necromancer fell to the ground with a scream. Brushing some dust off himself, Caeles called in the mages outside as he retrieved his sword from the wall. Two of the mages strode in holding binding handcuffs, which they attached to the Elders before reporting in.
"We have control of the Sanctuary. Twisted is going around and preparing the memories and the repairs have started, we should be done in an hour or so."
"Excellent. Have you found the book yet?"
"Umm... Not yet, we're still checking the vaults..."
Caeles shook his head slightly, "Get it done soon. We're leaving once the mind wipes are done. Tell Twisted to stick to the original plan."
Caeles turned, his read cloak billowing out behind him as he strode towards the sanctuary's library, countless pieces of magic were listed among it's records, some of it unique to the English Sanctuary. Entering the library, Caeles began to scan through the books.
(Someone do something... Get called to the sanctuary for some reason, feel some shockwave of magic from the battles, The Reseirus has taken control of the English Sanctuary...)
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 1:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 11:15 pm
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"Oi, who the in the world are yer and how did yer get 'ere?!?!?" an alarmed man yelled in surprise and anger with a thick Scottish accent. Dusting her hands off of what ever was left of the gem she had used for the teleportation spell, Proxy found that she had landed in one of the vaults in the vault chamber. "I'm no one of any importance and just appeared out of thi-" Proxy was cut short as the Scottsman lunged at her pinning her against the wall, holding an ice blade against her neck. "Don't play games with me wee lassy or I'll slit yer throat." His breath was cold against Proxy's face like a winter's gust but anger burned in his eyes.
Proxy slipped Buki out and kneed the Scottsman in the gut then punched up into the bottom of his chin/jaw, quickly she slid out from against the wall and headed towards the opening."Empty threats don't scare me," Proxy said. "You're gonna regret that, lassy," he said and with a flick of his wrist the door to the vault slammed shut. Proxy turned to face him,"No you are," having just had the exit closed in front of her. He spat something on to the floor. The blood froze and turned into jaggered red ice, spreading and glowing like wild fire, covering every object in the room. "Oh shi-" was all Proxy managed seeing the blood ice freeze her legs up to the thigh. The Scottsman smiled, showing his blood stained teeth, seeing Proxy's terrified face as she dropped Buki and started mumbling in fear. "Aww, Is da wee lass scared? Wanna run 'ome to yer mommy?" the Scottsman cackled, "Wait, yer can't," laughing at his own horribly dry joke. "What are yer gonna do now, eh?" he said tapping the ice blade playfully against Proxy's cheek, "Hm?" The Scottman's breath wreaked of sweet blood. Proxy smirked and sniggered at the man's incompetence. "Eh?" the Scottsman queired, confused, "What's so funny?" "Are all men this up themselves?" Proxy asked. Just as he opened his mouth, something hooked around the Scottsman's neck from behind, "And stupid?" Buki added in Proxy form. The Scottsman plunged the ice blade multiple times into Buki, she laughed. "No use in stabbing a ragdoll," she whispered into the Scottman's ear. The colour drained from his face as he saw Proxy step towards him with a murderous innocence in her eyes. She had melted the ice while he was distracted with Buki. "Inflammo." Buki burst into flames, burning the Scottmans back and neck. He sreamed in agony, Proxy just smiled, giggling slightly, "Now whose scared? Whose the one that regrets?"
The smell of burning flesh conquered the room, Buki dumped the seared body on the ground as Proxy dried the room out a little. "Don't want these ruined," she said thoughtfully, "they might come in handy one day," she added picking up and examining a wooden box engraved with a beautiful nature engraving on it. "Hey!" Proxy and Buki froze. "Hey," someone called form the other side, "What's going on in there?"
(this isn't as good as the 1st one since Gaia logged out on me twice but the 2nd time copied it so I didn't have to rewrite it. edit: now that I'm actually reading it he sounds more like a pirate...... sweatdrop )
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 9:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:15 am
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(I seem to be getting too many mental blanks >.> Need to get some inspiration going.)
Lurid sped through the shadows. She supposed that the main reason she kept to it, would be that most people would think of her as a little odd. I mean, a hoody and mask wasn't your average day cloths. Well, in Lurid's case it was. She came to a stop as she stepped round the corner, The Sanctuary coming into view. She scowled, it looked fine from the outside. Darn gut feelings, she thought. Shrugging off the notion that something was terribly wrong, she walked out into the sunlight across to the main door and entered. The first thing she noticed as she came in, was the smell. The stench of blood was everywhere. Now every nerve was on end as she crept round. It was silent. Peeping into one of the rooms, she grimaced as her eyes beheld dead, bloody bodies, strewn about the room. She took a step back. The Sanctuary was supposed to be one of the safest places, right?
Not anymore.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 10:14 pm
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((Need someone to Interact with one of the Reseirus...))
Caeles closed the book with a snap and stood up, placing the book back on its shelf, and left the room. A young mage dashed towards him, "It's finished. Everything is back in order now." Caeles nodded and moved towards the Sanctuary's exit, the other members of the Reseirus leaving by various means. Some teleporting out in groups, a few vanishing into the shadows and the rest exiting in small groups out of the normal exit. A short, brown haired mage waiting at the exit walked towards Caeles as he left the building. "We have it. Now we just need to get out of here," He said as he handed a black orb to his leader. As Caeles grabbed the orb the mage added, "There is a copy of everything on there. Battle plans, prison locations and experimental magic. It's all there." Caeles tucked the orb into a pocket and left the Sanctuary, a crackling in the air proclaiming the cloaking spell was back in place.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 11:10 am
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(Alright, one opening for interaction coming up...ish)
Lurid froze as she herd voices. She spun, glancing down a corridor. Slowly, she crept down and peeped round the corner. There where magicians there, vanishing, leaving. She was about to go to them, thinking that they where part of the Sanctuary, but she stopped herself. This wasn't right. They weren't right. They weren't just magicians, they where more powerful than that. She saw some shadows and crept round the corner, slipping into them and vanishing from sight so that she could get a better look at them. One of them swept passed as he was handed some sort of orb. Lurid almost jumped back. The magic radiating off of him was amazing. She could see instantly, that his wild eyes were a warning to keep away. Lurid watched him as he made his way out the exit. It was hard to tear her eyes away from such power.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 12:47 pm
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Caeles swept out of the building, exiting into the street and then vanishing into the crowd as he returned to the headquarters.
Twisted Mentis watched as Caeles left, staring at the door frame for a moment before turning around to grab the last of his stuff. Brushing some of his brown hair out of his eyes, Twisted walked over to the administrator's desk to grab a book and a sphere with a prerecorded memory on it. Raising a hand, the short mage prepared to release the spell keeping everyone within the Sanctuary unconscious, pausing suddenly as he noticed something. He stayed still for a moment and then used his magic to find everyone in the Sanctuary. Some of the Reseirus were still leaving from other exits and the Officals weren't going any where soon, but there was someone else... and they were right near him.
Removing a long dagger from it's sheath, Twisted turned to stare into the shadows, "When did you get here?" He questioned, raising his dagger to point at a seemingly normal part of the wall, if a shadowy one. To the naked eye there was nothing there. However, there was a mind somewhere close and that was the most likely spot.
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 12:41 am
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"We're getting out of here," the voice called again, "so hurry up!" Proxy and Buki relaxed. "I have an idea," Proxy smiled brightly. A heavy weight smacked down onto Proxy's shoulder, her head turned swiftly, "What the f-" her jaw dropped in shock.
An expression of puzzlement fell across some of the mages' faces when the Scottsman emerged out of the vault half dragging a very battered looking woman behind him. Her head was down and face hidden behind the curtain of wild long black hair. "This wee lassy came ou' of nowhere when I was searchin' the vault a..." "Why didn't you just kill her?" somebody asked, obiviously annoyed that they had to deal with something so inconveinent, so insignificant. "I heard that the Reseirus wanted some 'volunteers' to participate in their experiments," the Scottsman yanked the woman round, "and she is a fine specimen." He walked out pulling the woman behind him, not waiting for an answer of any sort. Some of the mages didn't care and just left, while others were curious about the strange yet well known scent that drifted throught the corridor.
As soon as they were out of sight, away from questioning eyes, the woman tugged the Scottsman to one side, scanning the corridor with bright grey eyes through a clump of black hair. "Show's over," Proxy announced, "time to go back to a ragdoll." "Fine," Buki answered in a gruff Scottich accent with a sprinkle of Proxy's atittude. Immediately the large Scottsman collapsed into himself and shrunk to just being creamish cloth with dark blue patches and button eyes. Proxy looked both ways (like crossing the road) "Better get out of here," Proxy started to walk away plaiting her hair as she went, "before someone comes round."
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 9:16 am
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Lurid froze and tried to force back the gasp that was threatening her pursed lips. Had this man seen her? No, he wasn't looking right in her direction his focus was a little off. Silently, she cursed herself. She had known that it was a bad idea to go right round the wall, but she couldn't help it. Curiosity was one of her strong points. But how did this guy know she was here? Making no sound, she walked along the shadows until she was behind him. Hopefully, he would think it was his imagination and forget about her - most normal people did, but then again, he wasn't normal. Lurid tightened her mask and pulled her hood securely up. Locking her jaw, she stood perfectly still, keeping her hand by the handle of her dagger. In any case, if he didn't ignore this, she was in the perfect position to take him out as she let her assassin frame-of-mind start to take over.
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 5:13 pm
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