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 Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:02 pm
As soon as Ophiuchus sensed a malevolent outside source of magic, he instinctively sat up and swung his legs to trip the source. He woke up about half a second later, to find that he was on the floor of the Healer's room, with a blanket around him.
((Hit first, ask later.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:12 pm
{{ok}}
The man feel to the floor not expection the man on the floor to move. He pulled Myia down with him as he did not let go of her hair. "Bloody hell!" He threw Myia across the room she laned on the wall with her feet and jumped to the ground. "Who in hell is this!" He hissed.
Myia was surprised her self but fond it good when her father let go even if she was thrown. "Ophiuchus, is his name father." She said in a mocking tone. "How about this. You leave I let you live father. But if not I'll kill you." She smerked and quickly looked at Ella. Come on teach make it!
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:17 pm
"I am Ophiuchus, the Serpent. And you sir are a b*****d for treating a woman so harshly." Not that the man probably understood the Serpent, he was speaking in his native Latin. Not that he knew any other language. He stood up while introducing himself, and after flicking imaginary dust off his vest, he stood absolutely still, staring the man down.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:31 pm
"How dare you speak to a lord in that manner!" Her father hissed and sent a mental attack at Myia. Myia slid back a fue inches but did not fall. "You will not get in the way." He had been around for a lond time and has learned many languages in that time.
Myia glared. "Kourosh leave!" She hissed her anger flaring which made her spirital power flare as well. She walked up next to Ophiuchus and glared up at him with a displeasing look in her eyes. She turned back to her father, Kourosh.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:41 pm
"Well, hell, you do know what I'm saying!" There was genuine surprise in his voice, but the Serpent's face stretched into a dangerous smirk.
"Well then you'll have no problem understanding this. Your kind are the scourge of this world, a petty evil to be stomped upon like a rotten fruit. It is men like you who do not tolerate others who are different that cause this world to shudder and wretch. I can't imagine what kind of dark arts you used to get a woman to bed with you." Ophiuchus casually examined his fingers. "I am of equal rank. Perhaps you've heard of the Lord of Serpents?
((Exchanging of witty banter? Check.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:51 pm
((I suppose I'll have to scrounge up another recap, eh?))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:54 pm
The room was dark. Dark and swirling. It wasn't a room at all in actuality.
He tossed the kids upon the floor. Ialo, still somewhat conscious, cowered in fear at the figure. Here he was something different.
Something beastly.
Something inhuman.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:55 pm
Myia laughed at the look on her father face. "You are so dead, Kourosh." She smerked and spun her swords in her hands. She tilted her head up and cursed. "Dead walkers shall find there resting place in the fires of heaven."
Kourosh listion and frowned deeply. He crossed his arms. "I've heard of your bloody name, Ophiuchus." He hissed. "I'm the Vampire Lord, Kourosh." He smerked. "Now if you don't mind, this is between me and my half blooded doughter." He looked at Myia.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 8:57 pm
A man adorned in strange armor swung down through the hole in the roof, letting go with his right hand as he swung so as not to swing back over the hole in the floor.
"Where is he! I know he was here!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 9:01 pm
[[I have yet to see where my character has fallen..]]
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 9:02 pm
((ImEx, you're wherever Ialo is.))
"And here I thought vampires were a peaceful sort. I do mind actually. You see, it goes against everything I stand for to see man wage war against another, his own kin, a daughter no less!" Kicking the blanket out from under his feet, the Serpent Lord casually stepped in between Myia and Kourosh. He looked up as a man came bursting through the hole in the roof.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 9:06 pm
((Gah, I have to go to bed.))
((See you tomorrow.))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 9:15 pm
Myia looked at Ophiuchus as he stood in between her and Kourosh. She sighed and shook her head. "This is going to be hard." She would help and would not let Ophiuchus kill her father. She was going to. She looked up as well. "Man this is going to be war... in one room."
Kourosh hissed. "We kill to survie even if it's our own blood." He remember the worning. My whole clan will die if she does not die now. The he looked up sencing another person. "Hell.."
Ella wound finally healed and she slowly sat up. "Ow." She rubbed her head. "What is going on!" She stood up but fell back down. "Oh, used to much."
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 9:25 pm
"Tell me where...Vampires?" He looked to Myia and her father.
"I'll send you beasts back where you belong. Banishment No. 33. Holy Light!" The man rushed forward, his left hand reared back in a strike, his large three clawed gauntlet glowing brightly. His armor looked as though it were made of crystal or possibly diamond. His left gauntlet was incredibly large, ending in three large blunt claws.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 9:37 pm
Myia looked at the man that had come through the hole. "Thats rude!" She hissed. "I'm only half vampire!" She screamed as she bore her 4 fangs. "And I'll be the only one to kill my father!" She took her stance.
Kourosh looked at him and shook his head. "You can bloody try." Then he bore his 2 fangs. He glared at Myia. "You will be in Sleep before I die!" He turned back to the man and pulled out his sword. Taking his stance he said. "You first then, Myia."
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