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 Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 3:48 pm
Nova stood up still shaking, and raised her hands above her head in surrender as Paul told her to tell whoever was at the door he had a gun. "Of course I can speak english." She said to him before speaking in her native tongue of Bermudian. "Who is it?" She asked, hoping she wouldn't have to tell them the human was here. " I asked them who they are." She told the human quietly as she waited for an answer. I guess he ran, she thought as she felt the pull of Bane teleporting quickly. Crap, I wish he hadn't ran, she thought as he continued to teleport gaining a large lead on her. Oh well, at least I can travel faster than him, she thought as she stood looking at Paul as she waited for an answer from whoever was there.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 10:58 pm
The girl's voice wasn't someone Justinius recognized, but he reminded himself that he hadn't talked with the Richters in some time; was that how their girl sounded? Hm. Have I even met their daughter? I know they've got one. Well, either way...
"I'm here to meet with the Richters? My name is Justinius," he said as he moved forward and slowly opened the door. It seemed rather rude of them to not come to the door and open it themselves. Were people letting go of their manners lately? Or was it all about the Flighters skulking about? That would be a good reason for the rudeness.
((Well, guess I'll go with the flow on the speech thing, then.))
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 5:11 am
" Sh*t!" she openly cursed as the person, Justinius she recalled, opened the door and came face to face with Paul and his gun. "Don't move!" she called in Bermudian to him, "He'll be peaceful if you don't threaten him or run!" She walked to Paul and grabbed his arm, tugging slightly for him to put down the gun. "Don't shoot him Paul. He's an innocent bystander. He's not a threat." Though she immediately knew she was lieing because hanging at the boy's waist were two swords.
"Cr*p, Sh*t, F*ck!!!" She screamed as she recognized the boy. She'd seen him in the training yards for martial arts, and he was GOOD. Damnit, she thought, anybody else I could have handled, But HIM! He'll be as bad as Paul, once he starts moving, to hell wil go any chance I had of stopping him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 8:54 am
Is this the Richter girl? Justinius thought as he stared at the cursing girl from the corners of his eyes while closing the door. I doubt her parents would've taught her to swear in one of the human languages. He looked at the other man in the room, eyed the metal device in his hands. Oh, that's...!
"He has a gun and he speaks English?" Justinius said with a wide grin. "This is rather exciting! Tell me, did you really come here on one of those jet planes? We never get to see those, they always dismantle them so quickly..." He clapped his hands together, making something of a point of not touching the single sabre he bore. Humans were so easily to rile up; it was probably a result of those short lifespans.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 5:26 pm
((I presume you're speaking English.))
Paul's eyebrows drew together. He ignored Nova. "Think I'm like some sort of exhibit? Think again. I've had enough pressure to deal with for one day, and you'd better not cause me anymore. I just need a way off." The pistol didn't change position; he didn't want to shoot, but so far he only trusted Kiandra, and perhaps Mira. "I really don't want to shoot anybody, so do oblige me."
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 5:34 pm
Nova couldn't help but laugh as the man clapped his hands together in excitement. Her eyes were watering by the time she got herself calmed down.
"Are you seriously excited about that?" she asked incrediously, remembering how many times she'd had to help convince a jet plane captain to not fly close to Bermudia. She giggled quietly, unable to stop herself.
"If you don't mind though, I have to go for a minute and try to catch Bane." She said sourly before teleporting next to the still running and teleporting Bane. She followed his teleporting, appearing next to him each time.
"Would you," she teleported along with him again, "Please stop!!!" She shouted as she continued to race along beside him teleporting every few feet as he did. Her muscles burned from the excerpt of strength it took for her to teleport that many times and really wished he woud stop. "Damnit! Would you stop already, PLEASE!!!" She screamed at him, now teleporting along infront of him instead of next to him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 8:11 pm
"Go AWAY!", Bane shouted, shadow stepping again, annoyed how the second after he appeared she was there every time. Finally he stopped, his knife appearing in his right hand, his left arm hanging loosely at his side. When she appeared again, he said, his voice dripping with venom,"I don't want to have to kill you... But if you follow me after my next step... I will."
He shadow stepped again, landing twenty feet away, and sprinting, waiting to see if she would catch up.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 5:05 am
She could barely get herself to teleport those few 20ft to get to where he was now full out sprinting. She accidentaly apeared in front of him, and was knocked over by the force of his impact. she couldn't get herself to move, so she sat there, dirt smeared across her face. "Please don't kill me. How would it make you look if you killed a helpless girl while she could barely force herself to stand let alone fight."
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 8:53 am
Bane snarled as he ran into Nova, and stumbled backwards slightly. Grunting, he rubbed his forehead, before saying,"You think I care what people think? I have no choice but to kill those who won't stop following me. If you continue much longer, I'm going to have to... I'd really rather not."
He glanced down at her once more before saying,"Bye."
He twitched his left leg, and shadow stepped thirty feet away, running flat out again, hoping against hope that she wouldn't follow him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 4:46 pm
"DAMNIT!!!" she yelled as she put as much strength as she could into teleporting in front of him again. This time she appeared about 7 ft. ahead of him and pulled back her arm before punching him with as much force as she could, knocking him and herself backwards onto there butts facing eachother. "Please just listen!" she yelled, shaking like mad from all of her teleporting today. "If you run again, they won't just exile you, you'll be put to death." She said, trying to force herself to breath. Breath in, breath out, she thought to herself as she sat there, her right hand throbbing from the impact with his jaw. "Ooww." she said as she massaged her throbbing hand and felt the two broken knuckles and one broken finger. I must have hit him hard a least, she thought as she waited for his reaction.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 6:10 pm
Making a split second decision Kiandra said apologetically, " I'm sorry Mira but i have to go back. Find your Father! perhaps he can help us get out of this situation." Turning she ran back down the tunnel and into the room. Stopping just at the entrance of the room she was surprised to see Paul standing with his gun pointed at a man she couldn't quite see.
Stepping forward Kiandra couldn't stop the gasp from escaping her lips. Although she had never met him personally it was hard not to know who Justinius Acerbus was. The Bermudian was legendary. Trembling Kiandra said quietly, "Paul...be very careful he is not a bermudian to be toyed with..." Turning to Mr. Acerbus she said formally, "Good Day Mr. Acerbus. I am Kiandra Richter, how can i assist you?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 8:40 pm
Bane skidded backwards on his rear, scowling at the girls persistence. Rubbing his wounded left shoulder, he slowly pushed himself back to his feet, before saying,"So I get to die, for running away eh? Whats new?"
Slowly he leaned over, and grabbed his knife, which he had dropped when she punched him, and hid it back in his jacket. He turned around, before saying,"I'd rather not die... But I don't want to be handed over to someone so that I can be chucked overboard either.... Hmm... This is a toughy..."
Suddenly he spun around, and sat down cross legged on the roof of the building they were on, rubbing his jaw lightly, before spitting, and seeing a tooth fly out. Grinning slightly, he said,"You got quite a punch girl... Ok fine.. You win."
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 1:35 am
Justinius's eyebrows raised slightly. The human was rather serious, and his nerves were probably shot. But if he was desperate for a way off the island, then the situation was in Justinius's favor.
"Oh, no, no," he said, putting his hands up. "I am sorry, I forgot my manners. I mean you no harm; in fact, I would be quite willing to aid you. It will not be easy, however--your presence has caused some excitement here."
The one girl left, and another entered the scene. He smiled at her as she introduced herself, somewhat relieved that the more refined girl was the Richter girl. "Ah, Kiandra, how lovely to meet you! I came by hoping to talk to your parents about this human business, but it seems I no longer need to. I would like to offer your friend my assistance." He kept things in English; if anything, it would help deal with the human.
"Oh, and was that your sister that just left?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 5:13 am
"Thankyou." she said, wincing as her hand moved when she sighed. "Also, Damn you have a hard freaking head!!!! I broke my hand!" she yelled at him before dropping down to speaking level.
"OK, I just need everyone to stay together with this human. If he gets discovered by anybody else, were going to be screwed." she said, trying to push herself up to sitting crosslegged like he was, but failing miserably.
"Also, I'm really intrigued about your powers. How far can you shadow step, as you call it? Do you ever get tired from doing it alot? Can you do it to get away from someone without taking part of them away on accident? Why were you running from the flighters? What do you mean you were exciled once before? How long have you known about the human?" she would have continued but her back had been slowly rising the whole time, and she had just jostled her hand again.
"Seriously though, you broke my hand." she told him, trying to keep still.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 8:35 am
Paul scowled. Nowhere was a desire to hear just how hopelessly outmatched he was against these opponents; he was tearing himself to pieces in a mild panic, and his mental state was just getting worse. It was all catching up with him, and unless something happened within the next few minutes, he'd probably lose it and start shooting. This concerned him a fair bit, so he lowered the handgun, but didn't holster it.
"You want to help me? Why? What are you expecting in return? How do you intend to do it? And why should I trust you in the first place?"
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