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 Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 11:07 am
:::then the second bottle... and another, and another. A flurry of them began to fly through the air all stopping at different distances, all floating together in a timeless stillness.
Without the 't' in 'a = dv/dt' ...they were unmovable... at least so long as physics in the Brink kept stable.
All that she needed to do was keep enough concentration to have them all float there together:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 11:12 am
:::There were dozens of them now. All the bottles were gone off the counter, she was in the middle of the cans. It was at the beginning of the peanut bags that her concentration ususally stretched thin, and it was her burning point. It was the part of her training where you push through. You ignore the strain, and just go until you simply can't go anymore. That's how you get stronger...
That's how I'll defeat him...:::
:::She threw another bag... and another. More, she just kept going. She just kept throwing. Just throw, just keep going. Don't let him stop you.:::
::: Throw
Throw
Throw
Throw
Grasp... an empty hand:::
:::there was nothing left on the counter. Her blood pumped, she was so angry, she didn't even notice. She eyed all the objects floating peacefully so quiet against the hate she felt:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 11:18 am
:::She huffed... what's the point... What's the POINT!?:::
He's not afraid of glass and tin!
Aaahhh!!!
:::She grabbed the nearest bar stool and hurled it out. It snapped into multiple pieces as it hit the frozen objects.
And then she freezes those pieces. She throws another stool, this one stops before it hits anything and floats there. The next stool. And again. She saw his face, she wanted him to be the one snapping into little bits against the timeless things:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 11:23 am
:::She didn't feel tired. She just felt angry. Cora should have stopped 5 peanut bags and 6 bar stools ago, but she just kept going:::
:::She threw the last chair out, yelling out as it cut the air, but she still didn't stop. The nearest table suddenly flipped and flew a few feet until it hovered near the ground.
Cora was wrecking the place.:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 11:29 am
:::A few minutes later all the tables floated on their sides, their matching chairs tossed up. There was nothing else Cora could pick up and toss, and she seriously considered using all her physical strength to rip the bar counter out of the ground and and attempt to throw that too...
She wanted desperately to scream the Seraphim's name.
But she resigned to grabbing some wine glasses instead... she promised she wouldn't call him out. She promised not to provoke him, if he could even hear her. She just let the hate fester inside...:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 11:35 am
::: I'll destroy you. I'll KILL you... I'll freeze the blood inside your body so it can't pump through the lump of black tissue in your chest that was never a real heart!!!:::
Aaaahhh!!!
:::But she had nothing more to grab, even behind the bar.
She huffed... and stood in one place. She let her arms rest at her side. Her eyes burned watching the objects float. Cora wasn't looking at a mess waiting to happen, she was looking at all the little pieces of the Seraphim's body that she wanted to have ripped up...
But then she knew. It wouldn't work. It wouldn't help. What good was it...?::::
WWWHHYYY!!!
:::She threw her hands to her face, and began to cry:::
:::Everything in the Brink fell to the ground and smashed into bits:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 11:43 am
:::She kept her hands to her face as she listened to the crashing the flying bits of glass hitting the floor::: The thunk of full cans, some of them bursting and spraying everywhere. Wine flowing all over the floor, mixing with peanuts, pretzels, and splinters:::
Oh... Captain... :::She sobbed::: Oh, I'm so sorry...
:::But she wasn't thinking about the mess:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 11:52 am
Janani fades in, sopping wet. She's not wearing her shoes, but she does have her clothes on. Of course, her white Cat Plushie is right there, along with her. Her hair is clinging to her face as she blinks. It's no longer bright...and she can feel...debris? at her feet. She looks down at the mess...
Wha...?
She looks around to see Cora, and she gulps. She looks desperately around for somebody to help, but she sees nobody. To top things off...Cora was...crying. Sadness... Janani didn't want to send her into a rage, but her presence, she knows, may do that anyway... Without Mystina...she wasn't sure she had the strength to do much... Still...she doesn't want Cora to hate her! She wants to cheer her up...
C...
She pauese... She can't just choose sides between Heaven and Terra... Things weren't so simple... Could she give Cora an answer? She, slowly, begins backing away...slinking away as if she were a small child.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:04 pm
:::Cora heard the crack of foot steps on broken glass. Her head darted from out of her hands and she sees Janani:::
You...
:::The tears stop immediately, and anger starts to rise up again:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:06 pm
Her eyes go wide as she immediately curls herself so her hands are on her head and head between her knees. She, obviously, doesn't want to fight. At the same time, she obvoiusly doesn't know what to say or do.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:08 pm
You..!
:::Cora rushes around the bar towards the woman who was about as tall as herself curled into a ball:::
You and I are going to straighten this out right now.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:09 pm
She violently shakes her head.
I don't want to hurt anyone!
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:11 pm
You don't WANT to, but you would?
Tell me you would if he told you to!
:::She dared Janani to speak a word of alegience to the one thing that stood between her and peace:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:13 pm
I... I...
She shakes her head, again.
I don't know... How can I tell?
She's shuddering.
There's so many... What if...it's just a trick Lucifer's using on you...? What if...there are some who are on your side?!
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:21 pm
:::Cora grabbed the shrinking shoulders of the curled up giant and whispered with ferocity:::
Shard, any one of those thousands of creatures who helped murder that girl is my enemy.
:::She shoved off with her hands as she let Janani go:::
It's your choice now. If you're afraid to die opposing the Seraphim, you better believe you WILL die trying to oppose me. NO ONE is going to take the Brink away. UNDERSTAND!?
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