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 Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 3:30 pm
Lot
Tribal
Sleeping Forest
Hidden Northern Path
Once the ochu was silenced, Lot was able to stand again. After returning to he feet, Lot made a futile attempt to brush off the mud stains on his white robe. He walked back over to the charred and massacred corpse of the ochu. At this point, Lot bent over and poked it with a nearby stick. Then, having satisfied his random curiosity, Lot turned back towards the others. "Well, I'm nearly spent. How's everybody doing? I think I have one cure still left in me, if anyone needs it," he said, rolling up his sleeves.
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Dansworth
Palazzo
Amoria
Thousand-Year Wall, Southern Caves
Seeing the gigas down on one knee, Dansworth rushed in quickly. "Few could have made such a shot from a bow. this must have been the work of Trina," she thought to herself. Dansworth's thoughts immediately turned back to the gigas. She knew that even in this state, A gigas could be dangerous. Dansworth stabbed her rapier into the the abdomen of the gigas and quickly retreated to see if the blow proved fatal. The hole the blade left behind seeped the light green blood of the monster as it continued it's loud howls of pain. "The last thing I need is for it to fall on me," she thought.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 6:19 am
Remetheus
Tribal
Sleeping Forest
Hidden Northern Path
Remetheus held himself steady by stabbing the ground with his staff. He kept his eyes focused on the ground in front of him, breathing deeply and pointedly ignoring the shrieking of the Ochu and the smell of burnt flesh.
The mage heard the sickening sound of metal piercing flesh and the ominous disquieting silence that followed as his companions bantered. He heard Lot's question and checked himself for wounds; aside from a few bruises and his tired state, he was fine.
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Fals
Palazzo
Amoria
Thousand-Year Wall, Southern Caves
The moogle tensed as the Gigas swept its eyes across his form. Fals trained his eyes on the monster, ready to run if it should decide to pick him but also observed his two comrades from the corner of his sight.
Not me, not me, not me--the mantra repeated itself in the moogle's head.
When Nikki started casting his magic, Fals inched slowly towards the Gigas' back before breaking out in a quick jog when the mage threw the fireball. The attack didn't seem to have any effect on the monster and Fals flinched but didn't stop running when the mage was sent flying.
"Oh, come on, Nikki. Do I always have to save your a**?"
A voice suddenly rang out a second before the Gigas suddenly fell to one knee and clutched his face wildly from an attack that Fals didn't see. The moogle stopped when he was at the back of the Gigas, hopefully out of sight. As Dansworth attacked the monster, Fals played a soft relaxing melody that he hoped the Gigas couldn't hear. Bright glowing notes appeared from the moogle's flute and began to surround Nikki before disappearing. With that, Nikki would feel revitalized and his body slightly mended.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 1:24 pm
Nikolas, Astrina
Palazzo
Amoria
Thousand-Year Wall, Southern Caves
"Astrina...What are you doing here? This wasn't part of your ord-"
"Orders got changed, Nikki," the voice replied from the shadows. It was getting closer, as the newcomer's steps did the same. Soon, a woman stepped out of the darkness and smiled at the scarlet-haired mage. The expression changed in less than a second, however: she gave the Hill Gigas a stern look, then, in the blink of an eye, pulled another arrow from the quiver at her side, fit it to the string, and let it fly into the monster's other eye. More screams followed, as the miserable brute flung its arms blindly at the closeby Dansworth.
"Really, you'd think after all this, the thing would have the courtesy to just fall down and die," Astrina sighed; the smile on her face didn't reflect her complaining tone. Obviously, she was having at least a little bit of fun.
"That's because you're supposed to hit them in the KNEES, or BEHEAD THEM, you idiot. I thought they had things like this where you came from?"
"Not exactly," Astrina giggled before pulling up her longbow yet again. This third arrow hit its leg, which, coupled with the vicious attack from Dansworth, brought the giant tumbling down. It fell flat on its face, causing a massive shockwave that rumbled the entire cave, shaking the four who were still alive a bit.
Nikki suddenly felt the wave of energy Fals had sent toward him. It didn't close up the bleeding wounds on his face or at his ribcage, but he DID feel a bit better. Now having a bit more "umph", he took a deep breath and headed toward the fallen Gigas. On his way, he stole the sword from the dearly departed General Adelbert's cold hand. Once at the side of the monster's head, he raised the sword up into the air and hacked into its neck. He yanked the blade out of the flesh, raised it up, and down it went again. On and on and on this went, until he had cut a massive, rigid, uneven gash in the monster's neck. Not a pretty sight at all, I'm afraid.
Once he was satisfied with his work, he glared at the sword, now covered with the Gigas' dark red blood. He gave a short, humorless laugh and threw it to the ground. He then gave the Gigas that same violent glare, and spit into its gaping wound, for good measure.
"That's for damaging my perfect face, you bag of filth!"
"Oh, forget about it, you look beautiful," Astrina said, this time with a full-on, unmistakeable, genuine smile. She fixed her unusually green eyes upon Nikki's own dark blue, normal ones. Something was said there, without words, in their looking at each other. A whisper of a strong bond of friendship...An echo from the past...An old story, told between them a million times...An inside joke that was no longer funny, but made them laugh anyway....Whatever it was, it was well-known by them both enough to leave it unsaid.
"Oh, thank you, and I know, sweetie, but it's just the idea..."
"I was mocking you, not complimenting, Nikki" Astrina laughed. Nikolas managed to chuckle along with her.
"Watch it, Trine. I might just rub off all this icky blood and put it on that deliciously smooth brown skin of yours~"
"This, coming from the guy who fainted when I ripped the spine out of that Basilisk? Mister Squeamish" the woman retaliated, laughing yet again. Nikolas scoffed, trying to act nonchalant, although it took him a while to say anything.
"Yes, I remember. But I was five at the time, if you'd recall."
"It happened again when we were in the Academy!" Trina persisted. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. Nikolas felt himself beginning to blush, and he braced himself for the possibility of his faithful minions laughing at him as his face began to more closely match his hair.
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((Aaaand here we stop. For now. Next post will be in the new TFWL thread, as I said before (check OOC thread if you're confused), and then things will move on from there. Now's y'all's chance to just chiiiiiiiiiiiilll for a while. Or well, at least until I get that new post posted. Hopefully I can get that done in the next hour or so. We'll see.))
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