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Corvus Canus

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:38 am


Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:40 am


Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone

Cloud Dakota

Gaian


Corvus Canus

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:41 am


Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any being, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:42 am


Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
The demon god Mibu waS behind him, glaring* you can try, but you will not get very far...

Silent-Mind


Cloud Dakota

Gaian

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:43 am


Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
And if you do not tell me how to remove them, I will seal you away in eternal nothingness untill the relm is destroyed.....
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:43 am


Silent-Mind
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
The demon god Mibu waS behind him, glaring* you can try, but you will not get very far...
*Mal hears this and simply laughs*

Corvus Canus


Corvus Canus

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:45 am


Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
And if you do not tell me how to remove them, I will seal you away in eternal nothingness untill the relm is destroyed.....
*Mal growls. The man was too stupid to understand* they can NOT be removed. there is no way... the conditions were perfect...
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:45 am


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Cloud Dakota

Gaian

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:46 am


Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
And if you do not tell me how to remove them, I will seal you away in eternal nothingness untill the relm is destroyed.....
*Mal growls. The man was too stupid to understand* they can NOT be removed. there is no way... the conditions were perfect...
Nothing is perfect Mal.....Look at Crows shackles...they were suposed to be indistructible...I cut them in half with ease.....Everything has a flaw....
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:46 am


Malachi Darkstride
Silent-Mind
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
The demon god Mibu waS behind him, glaring* you can try, but you will not get very far...
*Mal hears this and simply laughs*
He felt the C scarred into his arm start to burn, warning him. He resisted the temptation too break his jaw, and merely said* watchyour back Mal....cuz when you don't...my hand will penetrate it...

Silent-Mind


Corvus Canus

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:49 am


Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
And if you do not tell me how to remove them, I will seal you away in eternal nothingness untill the relm is destroyed.....
*Mal growls. The man was too stupid to understand* they can NOT be removed. there is no way... the conditions were perfect...
Nothing is perfect Mal.....Look at Crows shackles...they were suposed to be indistructible...I cut them in half with ease.....Everything has a flaw....
then you find a way yourself, you seem to be able to undo the undoable with ease, so do it youself. I should never hacve relied on one as stupid as you to understand. I will leave peacefully, but even should you be able to heal the scars they will return time and time again. And it will hurt her every time as it did the first. *all three of his eyes blink, forming a kinetic inversian field around him, and walks out.*
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:50 am


Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
And if you do not tell me how to remove them, I will seal you away in eternal nothingness untill the relm is destroyed.....
*Mal growls. The man was too stupid to understand* they can NOT be removed. there is no way... the conditions were perfect...
Nothing is perfect Mal.....Look at Crows shackles...they were suposed to be indistructible...I cut them in half with ease.....Everything has a flaw....
then you find a way yourself, you seem to be able to undo the undoable with ease, so do it youself. I should never hacve relied on one as stupid as you to understand. I will leave peacefully, but even should you be able to heal the scars they will return time and time again. And it will hurt her every time as it did the first. *all three of his eyes blink, forming a kinetic inversian field around him, and walks out.*
...Mal, be back in an hour, your binds will be ready

Cloud Dakota

Gaian


Mistress Crow Darkstride

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:51 am


Silent-Mind
Malachi Darkstride
Silent-Mind
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
The demon god Mibu waS behind him, glaring* you can try, but you will not get very far...
*Mal hears this and simply laughs*
He felt the C scarred into his arm start to burn, warning him. He resisted the temptation too break his jaw, and merely said* watchyour back Mal....cuz when you don't...my hand will penetrate it...


Leave your hands off my Husband.
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:52 am


Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
And if you do not tell me how to remove them, I will seal you away in eternal nothingness untill the relm is destroyed.....
*Mal growls. The man was too stupid to understand* they can NOT be removed. there is no way... the conditions were perfect...
Nothing is perfect Mal.....Look at Crows shackles...they were suposed to be indistructible...I cut them in half with ease.....Everything has a flaw....
then you find a way yourself, you seem to be able to undo the undoable with ease, so do it youself. I should never hacve relied on one as stupid as you to understand. I will leave peacefully, but even should you be able to heal the scars they will return time and time again. And it will hurt her every time as it did the first. *all three of his eyes blink, forming a kinetic inversian field around him, and walks out.*
...Mal, be back in an hour, your binds will be ready
*Mal hears his words and nods to no one at all as he walks out.*

Corvus Canus


Silent-Mind

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2004 8:53 am


Mistress Crow Darkstride
Silent-Mind
Malachi Darkstride
Silent-Mind
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
Cloud Dakota
Malachi Darkstride
*Mal walks in and spots Cloud* Ah, Cloud... a word, please *He seems to be being civil enough, but he seems ever so slightly impatient.*
*he looks at him, raising an eyebrow. He then walks over to him, his shirt appearing in his hand as he walks, he puts it on but doesnt button it up, his gauntlets reappear on his hands, and his katana appears straped to his back, sheathed*
*He seems like he doesnt want to ask... but he does* I need to ask for... a favour... You are a great smith, I have heard. I require shakles to bind this form... *He presents the materials, A bar of blackened iron* It's hard to smith... and once it's been heated once it is almost invincible...
*he takes the bar and looks it over, tossing it in the air afew times*....I can make em....Why do you need them?
*Mal stand sup strait. He had been hunched. both his palms have green eyeballs, as does his forehead. His face has no other features but a ragged tooth lined hole for a mouth. His arms are nearly as thick as an average persons torseo and he the size of a small table-top* This form is useless in some of my les war-like persuits...
I will make your bindings only under one condishion....You remove the scars from Angels face...*he says, the bar of metal disappearing for later use*
*he looks at the ground. Even he feels bad about what he's done* I cannot...
..Mal....Then tell me how to remove them, you arent getting the binds untill those scars are gone
They cannot be removed by any begin, mortal, imortal or divine... If you do not bind me then I will cause destruction untill you do...
The demon god Mibu waS behind him, glaring* you can try, but you will not get very far...
*Mal hears this and simply laughs*
He felt the C scarred into his arm start to burn, warning him. He resisted the temptation too break his jaw, and merely said* watchyour back Mal....cuz when you don't...my hand will penetrate it...


Leave your hands off my Husband.
Teh demon stares at her, eyes flaring red, but he swore an oath.
He silntly spreads his wings, then, launching backwards, phases through a wall and is gone*
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