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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:00 am
"Heh, you're welcome to try... Use your most powerful spell, break the barrier and destroy me." *He continues to smirk, then places the tip of the katana to the ground and leans on it. He brings his left hand out and tosses the throwing blade to the ground, where it sticks, a few feet in front of Focht.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:06 am
Focht steps closer to Hart, holding up his left hand. The air around his hand and forearm shimmers like before. He keeps his right hand behind his back as he moves closer. Focht continues until he is a scant 3 feet from Hart and stops, looking into the man's eyes.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:11 am
*Hart stands as straight as he can, the smirk vanishing from his face. He lets the katana fall to the ground and stares back into Focht's gaze. Hart's gaze is cold, his red eyes seeming to shift and swirl when one might look close enough. The only emotion he shows is pure hate, not seemingly directed at Focht, but it's presence is evident.* "I don't think you have the power... You can't break the curse..." *He sneers then looks away.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:13 am
"Tell me of your curse.... What you concider a curse may be a tool you can put to use."
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:18 am
*Hart's eyes narrow and he glares back at Focht.* "What can't you figure out? It stops magical attacks... It stops my control... It sealed my father's power within me..." *He sways, a bit too much to regain from, so he drops, first to his kness, then he sits, still glaring up at Focht.* "It's a damn curse..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:23 am
Focht kneels next to Hart and shrugs, the shimmering field around his arm fades.
"I need to know more. How does it work? Who put it on you? Why? What does it do? You have any clue how to get rid of it?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:26 am
"Heh... So you wanna help..." *Hart falls back and lies on the ground, crossing his arms behind his head. He closes his eyes.* "The man who killed my father put it in place to..." *He trails off.* "I need to find someone with a powerful enough attack to break through, shatter it forever..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:28 am
"Well, compaired to my blast earlier what has this curse taken?"
Focht moves his kantana closer then picks it up and uses it to pull the chain to Hart's weapon over. Setting the kantana down, Focht coils the chain and blade up then tosses it next to Hart.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:31 am
"Stuff..." He was drifting a little bit, not really answering the question completely.* "Mages an' stuff..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:32 am
Focht sighs.
"Come on... tell me. The worst I can do is tell you to stand in the way of a magic attack meant for me and the curse absorbes it."
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:35 am
*He opens his eyes again.* "Ah... I've tried to break it many times... Like earlier... I can't... One, I think came close... A gravity mage... But he killed himself casting the spell. Some friendly magic can get through, though..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:43 am
Focht almost laughs, the one person he didn't want to deal with could easily break the spell. The last time he had been around her, things hadn't gone too well. There is alot of hesitation in his voice as he speaks, he almost said nothing at all.
"I think I might know someone....."
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:45 am
"Eh?" *He looks interested and tries to sit up, but decides against it.* "Awright... You wanna help... Why?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:53 am
Focht smiles.
"Because I know about curses.... and how bad they can get. It seems to be my curse to help others. Besides, this might be the one person who can break your curse. Just a warning though, if this works, you better run and don't look back."
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 1:57 am
"If it works... I'll never run from anything again..." *He smiles to himself at the thought. Then grunts as he slowly gets to his feet, leaving the blood stained ground behind.* "Alright... I'll see you when I see you... Then you can introduce me to this person... Now I gotta get some rest or something... Istama's gonna kill me..." *He then turns and starts to trudge away, leaving his weapon behind.*
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