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 Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:26 pm
A small child-like figure under a cloak appeared in the rafters. It looked made of metal but upon further inspection under the cloak would reveal it being made of chains. Chains that continuously moved, with runes covering every link. It had a tone of amusement upon it at the current situation.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:27 pm
The Now Dark Arch Angel Enters The main room. His Eyes Deep and dark black. His Wings glowing black as well, though now there are forty of them floating about seperately. He had a feeling that he needed to be here. As he looked about he saw he was right. Seeing whats going on hi wings immediatley lunge at Ziven, grabbing her rather roughly but pulling her back behind him. They set her down as the angel places himself between the two of them and ziv.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:31 pm
Ziven looked to Vice and flat out laughed. It did not last for but a moment, but she could not pretend that she was anything but amused by his statement. "My apologies, though I can assure you in all honesty that is not the case. It is your choice whether or not to accept the truth as truth." she said. When he spoke to Yawgmoth, her eyes went wide. "Not the best.." was all she could say after hearing this comment. Though after she said this, she realized also that she had obviously set him off, so there was just no doubt that the evening would not go well from this point. Rolling her eyes, she wanted nothing to do with this. The evil could fight the evil, she did not want anything to do with it. Something compelled her to stay for the moment though, a sort of morbid curiosity to know if they would actually try to fight here despite there not supposed to be fighting in the bar...
Without warning, she found herself being rather pummeled and sheltered. She blinked, surprised at this. "Ryan?" she asked in near disbelief. Another was there, but she did not recognize them. Staying put, she waited to see what would happen next.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:31 pm
The figure did not even move as the tendrils came at him. As soon as they were close they seemed to collide with something that could not be seen. Despite their might, they barrier that they hit would not be broken by such a pathetic attack. Vice had made sure to put up this barrier before even walking in... and it was made specificly to stop anything that Yawg had to throw at him. "Really now, Yawg. If you think you'll be able to destroy this for with such a sad attemt at an attack... you are saddly mistaken." Suddenly symbols appeared upon the barrier, exactly where the tendrils had hit. Using the tendrils as a conducter, several blasts of holy energy shot forth; intending to hit Yawgmoth.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:36 pm
The child-like figure seemed to collapse into a pile of chains but then it slithered along the rafters, completely silent, until it was over Ziven where she sat. The chains then slithered down the wall and then came back into child-like form behind her. A sense of good will came forth from the figure, it's cloak once again coming forth and covering it. It stood behind Ziven, almost as a protector.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:41 pm
Though their target might have been Yawgmoth they were not connected to him physically. They were simply extensions of darkness that he controlled like a puppeteer, and attacking the puppets never harmed the puppeteer. Yawgmoth would waste no more breath upon this fool with words. All of Yawgmoth's energy systems began to charge for a full on battle. So the barrier was able to stop the tendrils? But of course they were very weak only made of gathered darkness without any real power put into them. Then Yawgmoth would test the barriers limits himself. Yawgmoth bent his knees and lunged off of the beam he was on rearing his left hand back. Slamming it forward upon approach to smash fist first into the barrier to test its might. The force with which Yawgmoth's punches impacted was usually more than enough to reduce most earthly things to dust.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:46 pm
Ryans eyes seem to spew black mist from them and only got dark. He Streched his limbs out as he tensed up. More wings Emerged from his back. Many more, all just as big as his original twelve. He now has a minimum of one hundred wings floating about behind him. The slowly fly about, in no particular direction, just as though wind was blowingthrough them. Without turnin to look at her or openin his mouth, ryan turns his thoughts to static thoughts for all to hear. His words were whispers, which echoed through the heads of those listening. "Ziven.. Do not leave my side. I will protect you until my last breath.. trust me." If he died defending her it wouldnt be the first time it has happened.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:51 pm
Now caught between Ryan and an unknown person, she hardly had any room for movement. When Yawgmoth moved again, clearly bent on trying to harm Vice, she faltered in her step, nearly knocking in to both Ryan and what she assumed to be a youngling. Instead she sidestepped. Her curiosity wanted to see what was happening though she still did not want to get involved. Blue eyes trailed to the stranger, she smiled warmly despite the gravity of what was happening on the other side of the room. "Greetings stranger."
When Ryan spoke again, she looked to him with an almost apologetic expression, still surprised that he would want to defend her so readily. Hesitantly, she replied only to Ryan, not allowing her thoughts to be heard to others. "Worry not .. I will leave. Please do not let harm come to you on my behalf."
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:54 pm
The figure watched Yawgmoth's actions, a look of disappointment on his face. In this form, this sealed version of himself, he could not fight at even 50%. However, such an attack was simply a form of stupidity. With the slightest bit of a hand movement a first barrier was placed, which Yawgmoth would of course break through. Most likely Yawgmoth wouldn't even know he hit a barrier at all because of what low grade it was. The purpose was not to stop him though. As his fist broke through the first barrier, another symbol appeared at almost the exact area Yawgmoth hit. Because of Yawgmoth's speed and the distance between the two barriers, his reaction time would be almost non-existant to avoid what would come next. As soon as his fist hit the barrier the symbol activated completely and blasted Yawgmoth with so much light and holy energy that the entire room would most likely be blinded.
The barrier also held the attack, though Vice knew it had weakened greatly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:55 pm
The figure did not speak but only nodded softly in greeting. It looked at her and tilted it's head softly but then jumped down off the table and stood next to her. It looked up at her for a moment like a child would to a mother but something about the child-like figure seemed like it would not need any form of protecting. It opened it's mind to Ziven and spoke softly, "Do not fear. I bring no harm." Then the figure took her hand and watched the battle.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 11:00 pm
He looked back at the new kid. Nodding at the kid he looked back to the fight. He wanted in. more than anything else in the world. He wanted another shot at yawgmoth. And if he spots a opprotunity during his fight with vice, he would take advantge of it. A sword appears in his hand. It wasnt his usual sword. This one was made of bone. It had blood stains all up and down the blade. He looked at it, seeing the blood of the innocent he killed. He looked back at yawg and vice, waiting for his chance. Again He spews his thoughts aloud for all to hear. "If I have to get into this, You protect ziven. with your life.. If she leaves.. follow her.. to make sure... if she dies..." He didnt say anything. He just turned his head enough so their eyes could c**k. Blackness was just pouring out of his cold lifeless eyes. Though his thoughts were heard only in whispers they sounded very serious
Looking now to ziven. "you cant leave though.. For if I fall.. i will need you to tell my story.. i want it to be heard.." He turns back to the fight and grips his sword tightly. He was just waiting now.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 11:06 pm
The young one came closer, took her hand. She could barely react to his actions and words though as she would be in pain, feeling the dark and light magics collide in the room and within her. She squeezed his hand rather hard unintentionally for a moment. Raising her other hand to her head, closing her eyes, she found that she was feeling less affected than in previous times, perhaps she was growing accustomed to the clash? Still, her grip on his hand returned to a normal holding. "My apologies young one. And thank you for your reassurance." she replied with equal care of voice through their minds.
Hearing Ryan's request, though her eyes were still closed, she replied to him. "Of course, I would honor you."
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 11:07 pm
As the blinding light faded a rotting wall of darkness remained in front of the figure. As the rotting wall dropped down and faded back into the darkness Yawgmoth was revealing. Hanging by his tail, his feet placed firmly on the beam above. His hands over his chest, a very sour expression his face. The wall was just the darkness around him pulled together at a moments notice, Yawgmoth's genetic ability to control darkness required little to no thought to assume control of any and all darkness around him and since they were surrounded by just that it was simple. "You are the same fool on the battlefield who warned us about our weaknesses. And here you are. Trying to attack them, like a fool. Our weakness is weak to us. Darkness is weak to holy but that is a two lane road you buffoon. Every holy blast you fire is also weak to our darkness magic." Yawgmoth replied with a bored sigh. His tail released and pushed off of the beam it held to cause Yawgmoth to turn face up and have his feet catch the beam across from the figure. "We grow bored of morons like you who cannot think beyond attacking us with light and holy magic. And here we were hoping you would actually pose a challenge. We are tired of fighting weaklings like you. People who use every muscle except the one that matters. Perhaps, when you think beyond the obvious. We will fight you." Yawgmoth concluded. And with that, his planeshifting matrix discharged and the dark king vanished. Disappointed yet again.
((OOC: Sleep time. @_@ night))
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 11:11 pm
The figure seemed to become amused at her calling it young one. But its intentions were to protect her and that was that, he cared not for the Ryan boy but his request for the figure to protect her was okay with him. The figure was made entirely of chains so her squeezing its hand made no difference it just watched the battle, the runes on the links of the chain pulsating very calmly. "All is well. No need to worry of me."
As Yawg vanished the child-like figure let go of her hand and hopped on top of the bar. It swung it's legs over the edge of the counter. Just sitting there.
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