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 Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:07 pm
He shook his head. "Nevermind." The sun was only visible by a tiny golden sliver in a sea of reds and oranges. Mits stood up. "Better get ready for the race."
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:10 pm
'Wha-? Oh. Oh yeah. I'd forgotten about that, actually,' Aizel replied, standing up with a stretch.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:18 pm
He stretched quite a bit, bending his feet and arms before lining up in front of the stream. The sun was no more, and the sky turned a navy blue. "Not too long now. Feeling a little worried now?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:21 pm
'I always feel a little worried about, about something,' he shortly replied.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:25 pm
"Heh. You'll never survive if you actually met our Emperor in person. He's a bit on the *scary* side, if you know what I mean."
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:26 pm
'Let's, let's hope that I don't, then,' he said, eyes widening slightly.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:28 pm
The sky darkened further. The moon was showing brightly. It was nighttime now. "Get ready. And brace yourself a little."
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:29 pm
'Hmm. Ready as, as I'll ever be.'
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:33 pm
A tiny, grey fireball floated in front of Aizel. It burned weakly.
Touch me now. :D
(( Wow, this seems a little lame xD ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:35 pm
Aizel looked a little bewildered, and extended his prosthetic arm towards it. A couple of embers sparked and flickered from the tips of his fingers on his natural hand, as he prepared to conjure up something of his own, should the need arise.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:41 pm
Aizel's prosthetic arm turned robotic, in that same fashion of which the hands were like metal knives. In the Hedgerobo fashion. The flame jumped on his arm.
Whee! :>
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:43 pm
'Augh!' he yelped, the rest of his body flashing silver. He held his flaming arm out before him, examining the bladed fingers with a horrified fascination. A couple more embers sparked, before fading to a dull black, and floated gently down to the ground, as Aizel stopped thinking about using one of his abilities.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:49 pm
The flames spread throughout his body like a wildfire and gasoline mixed together. It was painless, and no signs of burned skin were showing. But it did roboticize Aizel. It made him metal. Cold, hard metal. A sort of animate shell that looks like an animal.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:51 pm
'Holy fu-...hell,' he muttered, as he watched his entire being change shape. He flexed his new arms, bent his new legs, looking at himself open mouthed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:57 pm
The fire died down into his body quickly as soon as he became a Hedgerobo. "Surprised, as I witness?" Mits called over with a little giggle.
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