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 Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 12:33 am
His eyes, still crimson, turned along with his head and upper body to gaze upon Truinthil. Even those this man was his enemy, he could indeed be useful tonight if they made an impromptu pact to piss the holy hell out of Mastema.
"My plans you ask... why, to be a pest of course. Care to join me? I've always felt Mastema never gets dealt even close to what he dishes out... time to remedy that..."
"My plans you ask... why, to be a pest of course. Care to join me? I've always felt Mastema never gets dealt even close to what he dishes out... time to remedy that... "
Xol chucked darkly, floating towards the Citadel barrier at a nonchalant pace while two large blades formed in his gauntlets. They were roughly one foot in height and three feet in length. Both were wicked in design and connected to his forearms by an insanely long white hot chain.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 12:38 am
At the edge of the field, twisting in the shadow like a figment of the imagination, ravens tawny eyes stared out from the dark. She wasn't in her usual state, but some how changed and different. Her hair was black streaked and her fangs were long and lustrous over her bottom lip. Her ears, ebony and dark, pressed against her skull as well as her tail against her thighs. Her pupils were not slits but dots, small as the tip of a pen or pencil; looking wild and shifty as she stepped into the late night moon shine that filtered through trees at the fields corners. She clutched something at her chest, glowing deep red and crimson. She was controlling it for the moment, but it was consuming her with agony and pain... but a greater power she had never felt. Her heart was beating through her chest and it thumped in her large ears. It was numbing her completely and she showed her anxiety by letting out a hollow growl from the void of her rattling chest. She wasn't raven as much as she was a creature, timid yet hungry. She wasn't sure what she had been looking for, but she found them instead across the way... it was life... and they both bled, did they not? She hardly recognized faces, though when her vision blurred she could make out Xol as well as T. She shook her head and whimpered. -Girl, get yourself together...- She thought unclearly. She didn't want help from Xol. she merely wanted to watch.. to see who this mastema really was.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 12:46 am
*Trilla pretty much just stands dumbly where she was, just waiting for Mastema to return. Eecheb had already zoomed past Proto and was somewhere around level fifteen about now; Micha had still not moved from his spot. Nana sighs lightly then holds out her hand to Mastema, whether or not Mastema would also heal her arm was up to him. Nana's hand would rest palm up for Mastema to see*
^_^;;
Well then, here it is.
Trilla: .__. Hnn...
Micha: . . .
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 12:47 am
~The clone shrugged and began walking towards the barrier as well. He matched the pace that Xol set, but so far seemed completely calm. Not a drop of power shone from him. His gait would show, however, that he was at a point of readiness that would see him filled with every bit of his energy within an instant.~
I think that would be fun. My original and I once dealt him quite a blow, but that only made him disappear for a little bit of time. It was fun at the time though. What shall we do to pester him? Get inside or just knock?
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 12:54 am
"Your original? Hmmm... what are you a clone? I would assume so as your power equals Truinthil and yet, your demeanor isn't quite the same somehow. Oh, let's just knock... see how many ants come out of the nest..."
"Your original? Hmmm... what are you a clone? I would assume so as your power equals Truinthil and yet, your demeanor isn't quite the same somehow. Oh, let's just knock... see how many ants come out of the nest..."
He growled throatily, feeling a familiar yet strange aura emenating from his rear towards the forest. It was most definately his love... Raven. What was wrong with her aura though? Could she be tampering with the amulet finally? Was she going to unlock her true potential tonight? Many questions and yet no anwsers. Perhaps she would join them, he had yet to fight alongside his wife.
"If you so desire... you can preform the first knock..."
"If you so desire... you can preform the first knock..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:02 am
Ravens body seemed to flicker like an unclear hologram as she wanted to get closer... very close to them; right behind them really. At the thought she completely disappeared and at that same moment she reformed behind the two at the edge of a strange crater. Her head did not move to look down, but her wild pupils shifted to her eyes corner to gander at the large hole in the earth. Her attention swiveled back up towards the tow and the thing she was holding started to flicker once again. Her nose creased softly as her fangs lengthened more, giving a harsh yelp as something in her, a bone maybe, cracked. It was at her shoulder blades. She shook her head as her hair fell into her eyes like a death shroud, clinging to her lips as she grimaced. After that short moment she let out a long sigh, panting vaguely from the pain. She was use to it... but there was no sweet release of its tightness like it had been when she changed to her pelt of burgundy fur. She lifted her gaze towards them and began after the two, walking and in no rush. Her chest still rattled with the low growl, almost if she could not control it. What a bother it was becoming to hear her self so terrible and beastly sounding... she didn't like it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:04 am
*Mastema lightly cupped Nana's hand in his own, not directly touching the burned skin* A burn from a fire spell it would seem.... a moment's surprise and you tried to stop the spell. How close am I? *He chuckled. Nana's hand would tingle slightly, but Nana would easily be able to see the skin returning to normal*
*After a moment of being close to the barrier, T and Xol would hear a loud laugh come from above them*
Zeno: Finally! This is what I'm in for! twisted *Zeno was in fact standing on top of Omega, whom was looking none too pleasant at the invasion duo. Zeno held Fuuraiken in his right hand* Nice to see you again, boys. *Both Omega and Alpha stood beside each other, with Xol/T between them and the barrier. Alpha was nothing new... but this would be the first time Xol and T saw the towering Omega Zenogais, which stood at its full 10ft height right now*
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:04 am
Yes. I am the clone that the original Truinthil tricked Mastema into creating. That was a funny ordeal. He gave me the memories so that I could laugh at Mastema. As for my demeanor...I was kept from receiving the kinder set of emotions that Truinthil now has. I shall never be able to have them. Not that I care. I prefer myself this way.
~Truinthil's arm raised into the air and from the ground to his left rose severeal huge mounds of earth, each about a hundred feet in diameter.~
I would be delighted to knock first. I have been itching to test my new abilties.
~Closing his hand then, the mounds of earth began to be crushed and turn to sand. When the clone opened his hand the sand began to form into hundreds of massive javelins. Each one of these javelins was as wide as a man and as long as the native trees were tall.~
And here we go.
~Truinthil dropped his arm and suddenly every one of the javelins rocketed into the sky to hover above the newly arrived entertainment.~
Seems like we didnt have to knock. I'm ready to drop these at any moment.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:14 am
.__.,
Mmhmm.... A second later, and Himura might no longer have been with us.
*Nana glanced lightly at her hand, it still hurt but it was getting better slowly. Micha was still looking out the window, his head moving slightly as if watching something move outside of the window itself. Trilla turns toward Micha for a moment, looking at the back of his head as if in question, though her comment would bring up more questions then answers*
Micha: . . .
Trilla: >.> || Trilla knows...
<.<
Hnn?
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:15 am
Xol watched with quiet enjoyment as Truinthil caused the upheavel of the ground and formed the chunks of Earth into javelins to which he had hover over their new entertainment. He focused on the two new arrivals of Zeno and one of his more imposing friends.
"Ah ha... I was wondering when Mastema would send out some toys for us to play with. No need to knock anymore T... the warrior ants have arrived."
"Ah ha... I was wondering when Mastema would send out some toys for us to play with. No need to knock anymore T... the warrior ants have arrived."
He turned slightly upon hearing Rave's yelp of pain and the sound of bones cracking. She must be changing... so then she would probably require some protection untill the process ended. Then and only then would she be able to take care of herself, he was certain of that.
"Hello Rave love! Did you come to join in our little game?"
"Hello Rave love! Did you come to join in our little game?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:23 am
"Nh-... Trying~" She cooed, her voice was different once again. Even when she was changing normally that well hidden accent of hers was fluent and as rich as chocolate and hard not to give away. She was apparently born from a Romanian decent, or maybe even simply living there for over one hundred years made her that way, only one could guess. Her arms were cross now, calws biting into her flesh as she saw the others appear. The droid like things sent a chill down her... they were huge, but it was nothing that could scare her off so quickly. Her eyes flickered slightly as she glance around at the bunch, taking this all in until she stopped. She would wait there, out of the way until it was finished. Not the fight.. but what was happening inside her. *edit*
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:30 am
|| I'm dying here... I'll have to pick it up tomorrow. Sorry guys and gals... sweatdrop ||
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:32 am
*Mastema nodded* I understand. It is not difficult to heal. *The healing would last a minute at max. After this, Mastema would have to see to the battle unfolding himself. While healing Nana's hand, he did turn to Trilla* Hmm? Trilla.... who are you speaking to?
Zeno: *Zeno just laughed at the earth javelins aimed at him. Such things would be easy for him to counter and even easier for Omega* Allow me to introduce you to Omega Zenogais.... She isn't as pleasant as she looks. *He chuckled* You again make a bad mistake on picking this place to attack. But don't worry... I'm sure we won't be your only resistance..... Omega! Activate berserker protocol.
Omega: *Omega's yellow, piercing eyes shrink and two metal panels under her eyes slide apart, revealing two racks of sword razor teeth that would make a shark squeal in terror. Acidic saliva would drip from this mouth... showing that Omega was anything but completely robot. Getting on all fours with tail twitching dangerously, Omega snarled at the two*
Zeno: Told you she was charming..... twisted *Zeno seemed rather relaxed at this point*
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:37 am
[-to be continued- Good night.*wave* ]
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:43 am
~The clone stared expressionlessly at the thing called Omega. He also knew quite well that everyone standing in front of Xol and himself would be able to counter his javelins with ease. It had only been meant for a knocking device anyway, not an attack. He had plenty of other tricks left up his sleeve still that he could throw at them if he wished.~
This looks like fun.
~Was all he said blandly~
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