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 Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 9:20 pm
Shade would take teh time Kain used up toreform her appearance to that of the one everyone recognized her in. Her hair went oil slick black, shortening to it's choppy neck length style. Her shadow reformed over her, losing the gossamer like fabric quality and forming into her black tank top, and dark denim jeans, complete her boots. Her scythe shifted as well, vanishing and reforming as a pair of leather gloves, and a thick leather belt the hung crooked around her waist, something that resembled a smaller version of a claymore hanging from it. Deaths cloak would remain around her in a state much like the armor she still wore, unseen but still in effect.
"I can't imagine what it's like being you Kain, but it's sounds like a pretty pitiful existence to me. And don't go into how my life is far more pitiful if not a hell of a lot more lowly then yours, I'm getting tired of it." she'd frown and slid a her feet apart as she drew the claymore. "I don't give a damn how much I remind you of your former wife either. I ain't her, and I don't plan on letting you break me anytime soon." Her voice was hard as she spoke,reaffirming her stubbornness about this situation. She'd allow the Ether that leaked from Lucians chest to take care of his wounds, hopefully he'd hold himself together for a bit longer. Sliding one foot forward she'd lunge the sword forward with a speed that would surprise Kain, mainly cause she'd found a way to match his speed.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 1:45 pm
He'd arch a brow as she spoke and shake his head. He'd grin as her strike would begin moving slightly to the left before the blade would hit. It had little to do with speed, instead a combination of mind-reading paired with what the pentacle-infused eye allowed him to see, that would be a spectrum that showed him the path of all objects. Thus he needed no more than step to the side and send a full-power several megaton force fist aimed for her gut. "I suppose you'd think she was married to me, but she wasn't. The thought of us together is enough to make me vomit...but think: How better to strike at your enemy than to take their own kin, their child, and raise them to hate and loathe your name, to try and kill you? Sadly, children are only of use for so long...their naivety leaves them and they mature, realizing there's no need to fight. And then...what's worse than finally being reunited and welcomed by your child only to see them torn to pieces?"
During his speech he'd of created an accelerated particle field around himself to make sure he wouldn't be interrupted. That, and the field was just damn good armor all around. "And for the record: I don't care what you think of my life; my existence. Envied by most, spit on by the more intelligent. And I've not lived your life, nor been you. I've no right to make any assumptions."
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:00 pm
Shade caught on that her strike wasn't going to connect, and twisted to the side, jumping to avoid Kains fist. She could feel the force behind it given her position. She'd land and pivot to look at him. "Like Igive a s**t what she was to you? You used her child as a toy, big whoop. How about telling me something that surprise me. I already get that your twisted." she said boredly. She'd tap her foot, after a moment, wondering why he hadn't made any sort of attempt to attack. "Go ahead and make assumptions, no skin off my back....not yet anyway." she'd shrug and resume her position, her blade held at the ready.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 12:03 am
"You're agile...quick; able to think in the blink of an eye." As he said this the force from his punch would let out like a sonic boom, the sound resonating throughout the other-world and the power letting off a massive amount of pressure for a moment. "If I couldn't read your mind or see your trajectory, you'd of hit. I'm...actually impressed. No need to answer me, but what would you have done had you pierced me; thrust the blade through the body that immunizes itself on contact and regenerates upon separation, even bypassing cauterization? I ask not to receive an answer, but rather to make sure you bare these things in mind with each attack to make sure each action is worth possible consequence."
He'd turn to face her with something relative to a warm smile, as if he were enjoying the battle already; having fun after having only seen a single attack. Though, he felt he could analyze anyone from one attack. After three attacks, he felt he'd know the person inside and out. "Yes, I'm sure you're bored of the same old song and dance; the redundant things I and others have said and shown of me. You asked, sarcastically but nonetheless asked for something that would surprise you...alright, fine." He'd wave his hand and the vortexes around Lucian and Lucian himself would move to the pedestal currently bare, the one behind his thrown and between the pedestals of Light and Dark. A safe place for him, away from the battle but still confined. "I'm jealous...envious of the man I've tried so hard to keep out of our battle. The Lucian from my world...is very different. This Lucian...I hate him. He's what I strived to be without having had to strive. He doesn't let his flaws get the best of him...he doesn't allow people higher than him, even me, to intimidate him. He's bold and chivalrous enough to come into my castle and hand me my a** as a threat...he's got an annoying way with words that lack any and all class, yet they flow so smooth and poetic in a sense. And...he has a woman; someone he's willing to die for, come back for, live a cursed life for and never once frown." He'd look to the pedestal, still smiling. "Even now I can feel his power increasing rapidly...feeding off of my brother's armor and weapons, and above all else...allowing his willpower to shine bright. He wouln't be held for long; nothing I could do would hold him for too terribly long. Such dedication, willpower, love, respect, and chivalry...I envy it."
After a long moment of silence, his AP Field and senses on high alert, he'd nod as if agreeing with something though he'd actually just come to terms with something. "You want to hear something surprising, miss Melaina soon to be misses? I envy him so much that I dragged him, and you, into this world to try and break him; to overcome him. I tried to annihilate him through you; to torture him through playing mind games with you. But I've failed...in the end, Melaina, you're just as valorous. Just as damned stubborn in the best of ways." He'd look to his hands for a moment before tightening them into fists. "I have all the power anyone could ever ask for and then some...yet I'm fated to lose. Something is destined to happen in our fight that will ignite a spark in him...that will send me back into the very same Void I threw my own world into...back where I belong." He'd look back to Shade with a grin, an honest sign of joy. "But I'll go down in a blaze of glory, dammit. And even though I wouln't die, and I wouln't be defeated...I'll be neutralized."
Muramasa would appear back in his right hand, the tip aimed at Shade. "So tell me, is that surprising enough for you!? Is the truth of all of this worth your time!? I sure as hell hope so..." His free left hand would rise into the air and dark clouds would appear above them will simultaneously grass would grown beneath them, short emerald blades. Cherry blossom trees would stand in front of the pedestals as well as various other places and a breeze would carry both cherry blossom petals and snow through the air. A belt would appear around Kain's waist along with an extremely long sheathe. He'd sheath the massive blade and pivot on his left foot, right extended back for support, a rare stance given that a draw of the sword would often result in one lopping their own leg off. His left hand would grip the sheathe and his right hand hover over the hilt of Muramasa without actually touching it. At this point, his AP Field would burst in a mixture of snowflakes and cherry blossoms. And finally, his eyes would close. "I cannot see your trajectory. I can read your mind, yes, but to trick the mind is easy. Merely think of a different attack while attacking. This stance is the ultimate defensive stance used when wielding either a katana or nodachi...please Melaina, show me you're as smart as I think...as I know you are. Do what no one has done and come at me and hit me without taking a fatal blow from me! You owe me that much for getting the truth." And still he'd smile.
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 9:40 am
Shade had to brace herself as the pressure from the attack washed through before disappearing. She'd listen as he asked his question, she knew what she'd do, and she was well aware of the consequences if she didn't follow through with an attack quickly enough.
'You envy these things Kain, yet I'm more then sure that you yourself are not incapable of them.' She'd think of it but she wasn't about to speak it out loud, not yet anyway. True be it she had speed and agility, but both came with a price in her circumstance given they weren't her natural talents. She'd be dragged from the stinging in her muscles as Kain spoke again of envy. As he finished his speech she nodded. In a way she knew that he was right about teh outcome of the fight. "Like I said, I have no intentions of reaping you anytime soon Kain." she re-iterated.
She'd still be standing at the ready, to either attack or defend when he'd change the scenery around them, and give her his order more or less. Attack him with out thinking...and without taking a fatal hit. Her mind calculated the way he stood and how he'd have to swing if she struck at him with her sword. In the end she'd smirk and shake her head.
Drawing her sword back, she'd use her speed again, sword aimed for another lunge, aimed at his arm that hovered Muramasa. Then came the point that took no thought at all. She'd drop her sword, and reach out with her left hand to grab Kains right wrist firmly, Her shadow having wrapped itself around his left wrist. Her free hand curled, and pulled back, striking out with the force built up from her speed as she dug her feet into the ground to steady herself as she threw a punch at Kain's jaw. Using her shadow was second nature, she never really had to think about it ever, as it acted upon instinct. A good fist fight was the same way for her, unlike using a sword where she had to think of how to move, how to strike, and how to balance her weight, hand to hand was once again instinct, something she done a lot of back in Site 1 merely out of rash thought and actions.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 11:15 am
She'd taken a path he was all used to; coming at him with a fake sword attack only to try and touch him. His defense for this had never changed; he'd merely use his left hand, currently wrapped around the sheathe to jab Muramasa's hilt painfully into her wrist before performing his technique. If he could have. He was caught off guard by the fact his left wrist had been caught, thus giving her just what she needed: Lack of attention. He'd suddenly find an increasing amount of pain building up in his jaw, cracks and near breaks obvious in his mind now.
Most of the time Kain would take the time to congratulate someone on a hit like this; express his positive thoughts and feelings. He instead decided to thank her by continuing his attack; the area around his right wrist she'd grabbed would develop an AP Field in an instant forcing her to either back off or to be shredded. Either way he'd unsheathe Muramasa in a diagonal angle, from left hip angled in the air aligned the right shoulder. This would of course be a very quick, very powerful slash. But not the one meant to do any damage, or at least not most of it. As he'd performed this attack he'd of forced another AP Field onto himself, on that would shrink around his own left wrist and sever it from the shadow, his hand slowly regrowing. Once the simple slash had been performed, it would create a horizontal vortex; a tornado meant to draw anything in from all around because the moment that slash had been performed he'd continue the attack, like a dance. It would be a nearly instantaneous that he'd pull himself forward on his left foot, his left knee having regenerated from being cut off in his own attack. He'd twirl on the left pivot and begin the real attack, now pivoted on his right foot: Hundreds of sword slashes sending out massive shockwaves, each one aimed at the girl wherever she'd moved or hadn't moved. Hit by the sword or not it didn't matter; each slicing shockwave was aimed at one of her bodies chakras. Normally one could only slice one for each chakra. But, Kain wasn't some human using the attack. Attacking each chakra at the same time and continuing to attack them was nothing more than a flick of the wrist.
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 11:31 am
She'd hold her hand out, recalling the blade to her and bringing it up to block what she could of the attack. needless to say the end result wasn't pretty. Nor was it real. Shade shadow was what stood infront of Kain, battered, and with chunks missing out of it in some places that weren't blockable. A black smoke like substance slowly repaired the damage done.
Shade spun a kick at the back of Kains head, where she'd been standing after switching places with her shadow.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 4:16 pm
He'd hook his arm above his head to allow Muramasa to align with the side of his head, in the path of her kick. Of course she had the bladed end towards her while the smooth rounded side was towards Kain. At the same time with his free left hand he'd release a blast of energy at the shadow made from his Sacred Flame, a pure light meant to burn it as well. If cut the light was meant to explode. Kain kept on feeding it more and more energy, wanting to be rid of the shadow.
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 7:15 pm
The shadow simply slipped back to teh ground before returning to Shades side, avoiding the light. The sword return to Shades hand, going into an untangible state as she slipped through Muramasa. On her way through teh blade and Kain she'd move to stand in front of Kain, hand still through him and holding the backside of Muramasa had she been solid.
Here, she solidified herself. Her arm would solidify inside Kain as well as behind him, leaving him with a rather nasty internal wound, as she'd basically rupture what ever her arm was sticking through in his body. This didn't worry her so much, she was more then certain he'd heal fro these wounds. She'd yank her hand back, bring teh blunt edge of Muramasa with her.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 9:41 am
He'd grin as he felt her inside of him wondering if she felt things trying to heal around her hand. As far as Muramasa went: He wouldn't allow her to touch it for more than a second; the AP Field would rise up along the blade all the way down/up to his elbow. He took far too much pride in the sword to allow anyone else to touch it, be it for good or bad reasons. He'd allow his insides to finish healing and laugh. "I'm not sure what that was an attempt at, but it was in credibly uncomfortable." He'd scoff a bit and the blade of Muramasa would set ablaze, a precaution to intangibility he'd learned from the individual he'd learned intangibility itself from.
With her back in front of him he'd use a variation of the earlier technique, though this time it wasn't hundreds of slashes but hundreds of thrusts, and no shockwaves either, just streams of fire, though they were all meant for the same area. He'd stop himself short though and perform a complete 360* spin letting out a ring of a fire in every direction in case she tried that shadow trick again, and he'd then plunge the blade of Muramasa into the ground creating a red-hot surface that would soon erupt with the sacred flame.
(( Trying to find an opportune/dramatic time for Lucian to enter back in ))
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 12:18 pm
"In all honesty, I was just curious what would happen." Shade answered as she yanked her hand away from the AP field. She'd move back as he thrust then jump, launching herself over the blade thrusts, and using Kains Shoulders to launch herself above the 360 spin. Now came the tricky part. She hadn't planned on him heating up teh ground. "Shiit..." she said going intangible and bracing herself for one hell of a burn.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 2:25 am
"Naive little sprite...I loathe the heat with every fiber of my being, I really do. But the first power I ever used was a fireball; I was using one of my two natural elements, air, and manipulating the heat particles within it. I always thought I just had knack for fire...so in the end I'm a master of something I truly hate. Sacred Flame or otherwise it's rather nauseating." He'd slowly pull Muramasa from the ground only to have to hold it over his head to block.
He'd burst through the vortexes, each one being fed enough momentum in its opposite direction to be extinguished. He'd also manage to shatter the middle pillar for whatever it was worth. In the end everything happened in one moment, including the axe kick he'd bring down upon Kain's sword. It wouldn't end there, though. The kick would also release a streaming torrent of fire over Kain.
As he'd stated, he hated it. It would burn his flesh with ease, though he'd regenerate it just as fast which actually made it far more painful. In the end he'd send Lucian flying from him with a swing of his sword and immediately encase himself in ice to keep from throwing up, a rather painful task when you can't actual vomit.
A simple spin and he'd be right on top of Kain again; no sooner would Kain create the ice then Lucian would shatter it and force Kain to one knee. At that point he'd use his momentum to bring his other leg back around to nail Kain in the head and send him flying into the fire pillar, a flying kick delivered to his chest sending him through the pillar. Lucian would then perform a mere back-flip and land back on the stage. "Tell me somethin' hotshot: What was the other me like? The one from yer ******** up world?"
"Silent; harsh tone to his voice when he did speak. Dressed in a darker outfit than yours, but similar style...didn't use guns either. He used a deck of taro cards, and I must say, he was quite the pain in the a**." He'd come flying back at Lucian like a bat out of hell, speeds quick enough to make a noise as he took off. He'd perform the hundred strikes at Lucian and end it with a 101st strike at his throat.
He'd use the gauntlets and greaves to reflect each of the initial 100 attack, then use the soul of his boot to block to block the final strike, hands in his pockets.
The moment he'd use his foot to block, and arrogant move his eye had seen well in advance he'd unleash a massive amount of sacred energy and blow Lucian through the wind pillar. He'd sigh, realizing Lucian had set the attack up so that exact outcome would come about. Technically, Kain had destroyed three of the four pillars. "How much damage did you take with that gambit, Cowboy?"
He'd appear in front of Kain, a few feet away. Without his hat. "You incinerated my hat. Now I gotta look like some pretty-boy fruit like you, n' that's irritatin' as all hell. N' you gotta be shittin' me when you say I use a deck a' freakin' voodoo-bullshit cards...hell of a world you come from."
"Above all else I enjoyed and miss how silent you were...and I loved watching you die. A close friend of mine, using the same weapon, had much better luck of the draw." As he mentioned the word "draw" his two hand cannons Ragnarok and Apocalypse would appear in his hand and he'd begin to fire wildly at Lucian.
Lucian would remove his two guns from their holsters and fire back, matching each shot. "You've gott'a be kiddin' me; you really think you can outdraw a Cowboy? Hell, much less shoot em'..."
"I'm sorry, where did you learn to shoot? Atop a ranch where you got to shoot the tin cans off of a fence? Yes, well, as amazing as that is I was trained to use guns your mortal mind couldn't comprehend by individuals that'd snipe you from a country away. I'm sure I can handle a gun." He'd then begin to shoot off rounds of Sacred Energy.
He'd have to dodge a few rounds while "reloading" his guns with the proper ammo, then begin shooting back, each bullet canceling out Kain's. By canceling out, they'd literally make Kain's shots spin in a little cyclone and poof out of existence.
He'd grin and close his eyes, the area going dark for a moment before light would fade back. A clone of Kain would appear behind Lucian, shooting off the same ammo.
Lucian was already sideways, shooting all over the damn place before seeming to disappear. He'd reappear behind Kain's clone and kick it at Kain. When Kain would shoot through the clone then stop to figure out what was going on, Lucian would appear above him and shoot both of his guns, sending Apocalypse and Ragnarok into Oblivion for good, as well as Muramasa sheathed at his side. When Kain would feel his heart shatter as his sword disappeared Lucian would appear before him and send a knee into his gut with all the momentum and power he'd been building up, enough to make it sound like a jet took off from Kain as a massive hole burst through him. Kain would fall to the ground, Lucian's foot on top of his lower back, digging his heel between the third and forth vertebrae to paralyze him. "See, now I told ya that if you ever ******** around with my girl again I'd freakin' kill you. Were you not listenin?" He'd look to Melaina and smile, trying to tip his hat to her, looking retarded while he instead hit himself in the forehead. He'd then look back to Kain and rip his right arm off and chuck it at the water tower and like magic they were back in Kain's Main Foyer (( Post there after this )). He'd then lift Kain by the flesh if his sternum, digging his fingers through to lift him. "Anythin' you wanna say?"
He'd laugh despite his situation, his wounds unable to heal given the momentum left behind from each attack left residue that acted like his own AP Fields, thus not allowing him to regenerate. He was also crushed over the loss of Muramasa. "I knew this would happen; surely you heard me tell the girl that. But...the Mictian Rose of this world still lives. The Omni Hayato, the Faern Retsuami, the Vincent McCloud, the Alexia Ovilo, the Kiera Nightshade...the Tempest. Getting rid of me n' Vincent is good...but take it from me: They are SCP of he highest caliber. Don't try to contain Tempest...kill him. So many worlds, so many individuals..." He'd then look to Shade and laugh. "I think...you're the Logan Ovilo Sh'Zual of this world." He'd then look to Lucian. "Never thought you'd be the savior...figured on Mictian. But hey, new worlds, infinite possibility. Now, if you'd be so kind, send me back to mind. I'm bored of killing myself and quite frankly Infinity holds nothing that interests me."
"Yeah yeah, kill big bad guys n' contain small ones. Tell ya what: We'll live our lives n' do what we need in order ta be happy 'cause quite frankly: I don't give a flyin' ******** 'bout anyone but me n' MY girl." He'd draw his free fist back, the momentum around it distorting reality. "I'd be happy to oblige, a*****e." With that he'd send a punch at Kain's chest that would hit so hard it would open up a wormhole to another realm, though they'd only get a glimpse of the destroyed world before it closed with Kain locked behind it. "...I'd bet my left nut they're all waitin' to tear his a** apart. Probably sounds like the perfect eternity to them." He'd move to one of Kain's chairs and sit, all the energy he'd gathered now gone. "...What now?"
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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