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 Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 10:36 pm
"I have a message from Demon King Grathrym. For Archangel Lord Rael... I have a Message from Demon King Grathrym. For Archangel Lord Rael." The probe repeated the message to the other Archangel. The probe was not programmed to display his message to anyone besides Rael. The probe however had detected and traced the voice pattern that matched the one he was given as a comparison. The probe quickly flew to the traced location and landed in front of the being he supposed it came from. "I have a message from Demon King Grathrym to Archangel Lord Rael. If you be him speak."
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 10:54 pm
Insistent little b*****d . . . Rael, armored and ready for nearly anything, watches as his brethren take a few steps away from the hideous device. Staring at it with the disgust of one facing a macabre spectacle, Rael narrows his eyes, and realizes that the only way to be rid of this monstrosity is to let it do what it came to. "I am Rael. Speak little thing, and complete your purpose, automaton." He doesn't hate the little thing, only what it represents. Human technology with a message from Grathrym? Have his fears become real . . . have the humans joined the Horde?! If that is the case, then he may have to step up his efforts to see what the Regiment feels in this. Rachdarmos was supposed to have sought out the Cambion's voice. Why is it he never returned? Certainly he didn't scare them away, did he? That unsettling thought is not lost as he listens to the damned thing give it's message.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 11:10 pm
"Voice recognition confirmed. Archangel Rael. Relaying message." The probe hover in its spot for a while but began to fly up a few feet from the ground. In it's eye was a camera that began to turn on. An eerie white light came from the skull probe as in the room began to appear, the form of the Demon King.
Well if it isn't Rael. How have you been? Worried at all that your Purge won't work? Oh well you will learn eventually right. Though it seems to me that giving up on humanity wasn't your best choice. It seems that they do not serve you. They came to me seeking refuge. Worry not they are still Human. I have not perverted your own idea for life. But I will keep them safe. Anyways, back to my original message. Look around you. What do you see? Or rather what do you see I am doing." The probe had recorded his current location. It began to show the base on earth that was destroyed. "I rather like this place don’t you. Whatever you were to pathetic to keep clean I am more then happy to claim. If you think me wrong then come here. PURGE me oh great leader of the Celestials. Like you could. If you can't even stand up against the Humans then why should I think you would be able to initiate the new Purge. If you call me a liar, then come here and prove me wrong. You may however want to bring a few guards, you know how I hate fighting at an advantage. So bring a few guards so you don’t die TO quickly." The probe fizzed and the recording stopped.
"Response?" The probe hovered back down to the ground and waited before it would fly off with a message or without.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 11:36 pm
Rael watches in stony silence as the message plays out. Certain that this little thing is keeping a record of his reactions to play out for his opponent's personal pleasure, he makes no motion or show of emotion. Goading me? Does he really think I am foolhearty enough to seek out a war on his terms? By now he is entrenched and ready for a fight. Especially now with the humans in his stead. Thank the maker for Hans getting them all out. When the probe descends and prompts for a response, his voice is steady, calm, and collected. "We shall see. End message." Waving the probe away, he takes wing and waits until the item decides to fly away. Only once it is gone does he make another move.
Flying overhead he reaches the main portal site. With tones the describe the severity of the situation without details, he orders them to enact every barrier and protection to the dimensional veil possible. The Sarra must be protected. In the meantime, he orders smaller portals to be made ready. The travel hub is made into an area designed to infiltrate the world en masse, and Rael is prepared to do just that. Still, before he dares to do so, he stands in thought.
He has two real choices here. Initiate Armageddon at the Alpha site, or seek aid. Wearing the armor of Light, he is as prepared as possible, and his people are standing ready for war. Still, to walk into a battle where invited is suicide. That is the Horde's method . . . standing up and fighting. Rael should have better numbers, but with the humans' recycled dead, the battle would be a hard-fought victory at best. No- he won't sacrifice soldiers in the name of hubris. Each light lost lessens the whole. Martyrs are not as useful as time right now. Demons are not a patient lot by far, and the humans have to know on some level this is an one-sided alliance. As soon as the demons no longer need them, those humans are doomed. Let them take out frustrations on each other for now.
With the Sarra on as high alert as it has ever known, he leaves commands to dig in, and prepare for the worst. Taking a beacon, a method to let them know he wishes to return, Rael orders a small portal opened- just large enough for him. Not to where the obvious location of Alpha site, but to somewhere else. "Be safe, I will return as soon as I can. Let them come to us, if they can make it through our magics." Specializing in healing and defensive magics, the thought of breaching the Sarra is difficult to imagine once on defense. If anything, that is the hubris of the Horde. Had they said nothing, he might have gone to the Alpha site as an entry point to Earth. Now he knows better. The thought of being a coward stings, but the realization of wholesale slaughter makes the move prudent.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 11:53 pm
"Message recieved. Program: 'Exit Sarra' commencing." The probe began to fly out of the area and watched around for any movement. It may not have been a lving thing but it had to carry out it's mission. It left Sarra and returned to Alpha base.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 10:01 am
As the probe flew away Sabidan watched in anger. "Rael." he said, turning his head toward him, and clutching his weapon tight. "Would you wish for me to accompany you?" He did not want any harm to come to the King of the Celestials, let alone his friend.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 1:43 pm
In a small portal the size of a large man a figure appeared. When it tried to exit from the portal a mysterious force pressed against the object. It pressed and pressed however it wouldn’t go through. The shadow backed up and rammed the shield with all its might, however to no avail. "It seems Rael was slightly more intelligent than what we expected. Not only did he anticipate a trap here but he has defended himself in his own home. However, these horses are made entirely of spirits. If only he had such defenses as to block the intangible. However I do applaud his efforts. They are truly gallant."
Grathrym bade the horse over here and stroked its mane. Then in a short second absorbed the horse to his palm. In his palm was a condensed horse spirit. He crushed it and watched as the spirits floated away. After focus on a spot in the air just above the plain Grathrym saw a small black flame appear. No bigger then a spark was this flame but it was there. However sprits began to move towards the flame. It absorbed them and began to grow. Now it was not such a small flame. It was campfire. It grew from that even to a small plain's fire. Then in a moment it was all absorbed back into a singular orb. From that orb the shape of a horse began to form. The legs and tail grew from shadows and flame. The head appeared and it galloped into the sky.
A giant black shadow in the shape of a horse rode along the sky. It galloped around on the air. It was as if it was weightless. He bucked and kicked wildly before stopping over the main base of Sarra. You could hear the breathing from the beast. back from the portal came a voice familiar to almost all angels. It was the voice of Grathrym. "Drain them of their strength Famine." The horse let out a chilling neigh and began to brace itself. It closed it's eyes and began to draw the strength from the nearby angels. You could see the channels of spiritual energy. Even though the horse couldn’t kill, it could at least weaken. And it seemed to be doing the job well. For now.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 1:59 pm
"What is going on?" Rachdarmos awoke from a sleep from his work in the Garthora. "I must find one of the Archangels." Rachdarmos walked out of his room and felt a large mass whieght slam into his back. "What is this?" He looked around but no enemy was here, yet. Then he heard the bellow of the horse and saw that from his chest was a white string. "That thing is draining our strength. We must end this quickly." Rachdarmos transformed into his wolf angel form and flew around Sarra looking for any of the angel lords. "There's sabidan." He dove down and landed wrong as he skided across the cement floor. "My lord we are under attack. Where is lord Rael? We need him. I will not be able to fight for long." Rachdarmos got back up and picked up a small katana that had fallen as he hit the floor before. He drew it and held it in front of him pointing towrads the enemy.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 2:01 pm
Sabidan held his fingers to his mouth, looking at the Carnage below. "Do not fret, friend. Rael is trying to make negotiations with the Regiment. With their help we might be able to advert this, however I am unsure."
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