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 Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:41 am
Dinah begins to sob uncontrolably, tears streaming down her face until she feels something hit her head, hard, knocking her out cold. Ollie stumbles to his feet again, ears bleeding and runs to Dinah ignoring everything but her. His balance fails him due to his temporary deafness and he lands roughly beside Dinah in the snow, coughing and sputtering.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:43 am
ElektraNatchios The sonic cry had hit her with enough force to send her off of Logan. She tumbled on the ground, her eyes darting to and fro to ascertain the source. It was the blonde woman with whom she had faught moments ago. She had a power beyond comprehension. She rolls clear of Logan and scrambles back to her feet. The situation had gotten out of hand. They were too many in number and their power too great. She and Logan had made the grave mistake of underestimating their opponents. The day had been lost. As people continued to scramble about the campsite, she makes her way to the edge seeking the shelter of the wilderness where she would reflect on the battle and plan anew. There would be another oppertunity. Oh no she doens't... Logan growled to himself, and without a glance back, took off after Elektra. As soon as she had cleared the camp's fire lights, Logan was on her, leaping like a panther from the shadows. She was taken in his grip and the two tumbled through snow and branches and winter-incased bushes from the momentum of his two hundred and sixty pounds of inraged fury.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:45 am
Raven blinked, unsure if she should attempt to stand again as it seemed to be a losing proposition. Instead she rolled onto her back and stared up at the sky, cursing God, herself, Logan, Fury, and any other name that came to mind.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:49 am
Raven_Darkholme Raven blinked, unsure if she should attempt to stand again as it seemed to be a losing proposition. Instead she rolled onto her back and stared up at the sky, cursing God, herself, Logan, Fury, and any other name that came to mind.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:51 am
Ms Emma Frost Raven_Darkholme Raven blinked, unsure if she should attempt to stand again as it seemed to be a losing proposition. Instead she rolled onto her back and stared up at the sky, cursing God, herself, Logan, Fury, and any other name that came to mind.
"Must... kill... something."
Raven finally gets to her feet and gamely tries to save whatever face she has left by fixing her hair.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:52 am
Cpl James Howlett Oh no she doens't... Logan growled to himself, and without a glance back, took off after Elektra. As soon as she had cleared the camp's fire lights, Logan was on her, leaping like a panther from the shadows. She was taken in his grip and the two tumbled through snow and branches and winter-incased bushes from the momentum of his two hundred and sixty pounds of inraged fury. His strength was incredible, his weight fully upon her. She could not move, trapped beneath his savagery. He draws his claws, face a feral palette of frustration. He would kill her quickly and surely if she could do nothing. Struggling as best she can benetah him, her body weight clearly no match for his,she bucked and tugged and finally managed to free her arms. He let loose a savage cry, his eyes glazed over, red in hate. The stinging sensation which had struck her moments ago faded, her thoughts returned. her mind though, continued to race. Logan had started his attack. His claws were overhead and he had started to bring them down. With her arms thankfully free, she grasps a half rotted tree branch near her head and swings it on him with all of her strength. Not as powerful as he, she still manages to surprise him with her speed and the blow proves just enough to knock him off of her. She jumps too her feet and draws her sword from the holder starpped to her back, she did not want this, but she was ready. "Logan." She says in a soft, un offensive tone." Listen to me, we were tricked. They are witches! They used their power to thwart us!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:55 am
Raven_Darkholme Ms Emma Frost Raven_Darkholme Raven blinked, unsure if she should attempt to stand again as it seemed to be a losing proposition. Instead she rolled onto her back and stared up at the sky, cursing God, herself, Logan, Fury, and any other name that came to mind.
"Must... kill... something."
Raven finally gets to her feet and gamely tries to save whatever face she has left by fixing her hair."Calm down Raven." Emma says. "You came to assist us and you accomplished just that. You helped, you distracted Logan, things could have turned out differently had you not been here. Look at me." Emma takes Raven by the chin and makes her look her in the eyes."We could have lost Tante, just as we lost Destiny all those years ago, but we didn't!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:58 am
ElektraNatchios His strength was incredible, his weight fully upon her. She could not move, trapped beneath his savagery. He draws his claws, face a feral palette of frustration. He would kill her quickly and surely if she could do nothing. Struggling as best she can benetah him, her body weight clearly no match for his,she bucked and tugged and finally managed to free her arms. He let loose a savage cry, his eyes glazed over, red in hate. The stinging sensation which had struck her moments ago faded, her thoughts returned. her mind though, continued to race. Logan had started his attack. His claws were overhead and he had started to bring them down. With her arms thankfully free, she grasps a half rotted tree branch near her head and swings it on him with all of her strength. Not as powerful as he, she still manages to surprise him with her speed and the blow proves just enough to knock him off of her. She jumps too her feet and draws her sword from the holder starpped to her back, she did not want this, but she was ready. "Logan." She says in a soft, un offensive tone." Listen to me, we were tricked. They are witches! They used their power to thwart us!" His head snapped around, knocking him almost senseless. Logan scrambled back, in full feral mode. His suit was torn, his mask gone... He looked more animal than ever, panting and heaving in air... "You... Y-You saved him...." Logan panted in almost disbelief. "I had him... Dead to RIGHTS and you saved that worthless slug! I had him, ELEKTRA!"
He lashed out, claws patting her sword clear away and clean from her grasp. "With or without that wench's scream, I had him!! And you prevent Nicholas Fury's death! I trusted your word, and you betray me!" Another slash out, ripping the white robes from her belly, barely scratching her stomach open. He wanted blood now... He had barely tasted revenge and sanity's return, and Elektra foiled it!
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:01 am
Ms Emma Frost Emma smiles, all to aware of what Raven is thinking without even having to delve into the woman's mind, not that she could anyway since Raven's mind was immune to telepathic probes. She simply knew the woman far too well."Calm down Raven." Emma says. "You came to assist us and you accomplished just that. You helped, you distracted Logan, things could have turned out differently had you not been here. Look at me." Emma takes Raven by the chin and makes her look her in the eyes."We could have lost Tante, just as we lost Destiny all those years ago, but we didn't!"
Raven spits what she is relatively certain is her own blood onto the snow and begins inspecting her sword for damage, wiping it off with the scarf that had been in her hair. She looked the gleaming blade up and down but it swayed in front of her, growing a double and a triple. Raven intensely disliked her vision being impared by anything but drink, which gave her an idea.
"Drink, Emma my dear friend. I require something strong, something from Remy's stash if he still has one. If I cannot stand straight, I wish it to be for a bloody good reason!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:03 am
Ollie regained his footing quickly and took the stunned Dinah into his arms.
"Ma chere... ma petite oiseau que ce que j'ai fait?"
Ollie kissed her forehead and held her close.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:09 am
Cpl James Howlett His head snapped around, knocking him almost senseless. Logan scrambled back, in full feral mode. His suit was torn, his mask gone... He looked more animal than ever, panting and heaving in air... "You... Y-You saved him...." Logan panted in almost disbelief. "I had him... Dead to RIGHTS and you saved that worthless slug! I had him, ELEKTRA!"
He lashed out, claws patting her sword clear away and clean from her grasp. "With or without that wench's scream, I had him!! And you prevent Nicholas Fury's death! I trusted your word, and you betray me!" Another slash out, ripping the white robes from her belly, barely scratching her stomach open. He wanted blood now... He had barely tasted revenge and sanity's return, and Elektra foiled it!
Her body tensed in anticipation of the coming attack. Her mind felt numb as they travelled away from the compound. he snarled at her, the beast coming to the surface. His eyes glazed over, red with rage. Her sword fell into the snow, several feet from where she stood. In the event of an attack, she would not be able to retrieve it. There was nothing between her and a living nightmare, Logan was feral and meant to kill her. Her hands subtly reach for her Sais, hoping to be able to reach them in time. But he was fast, perhaps even faster than her.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:13 am
Raven_Darkholme Ms Emma Frost Emma smiles, all to aware of what Raven is thinking without even having to delve into the woman's mind, not that she could anyway since Raven's mind was immune to telepathic probes. She simply knew the woman far too well."Calm down Raven." Emma says. "You came to assist us and you accomplished just that. You helped, you distracted Logan, things could have turned out differently had you not been here. Look at me." Emma takes Raven by the chin and makes her look her in the eyes."We could have lost Tante, just as we lost Destiny all those years ago, but we didn't!"
Raven spits what she is relatively certain is her own blood onto the snow and begins inspecting her sword for damage, wiping it off with the scarf that had been in her hair. She looked the gleaming blade up and down but it swayed in front of her, growing a double and a triple. Raven intensely disliked her vision being impared by anything but drink, which gave her an idea.
"Drink, Emma my dear friend. I require something strong, something from Remy's stash if he still has one. If I cannot stand straight, I wish it to be for a bloody good reason!" Come Raven, first Tante can have a look at you, then I think we could all use a drink from LeBeau's stash.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:17 am
Ms Emma Frost Emma sneers. Yes, she knew this woman all too well. She turns and sees Tante helping Fury back into the main area of the camp, as the others slowly get their bearings back, preparing to look for the injured, as well as the casualties.Emma: Come Raven, first Tante can have a look at you, then I think we could all use a drink from LeBeau's stash.
Raven was vaguely aware that she had become somewhat delirious from hitting her head, but she lacked the presence of mind to shut her mouth until she ran out of breath and had to steady herself on a tentpole.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:27 am
ElektraNatchios Her body tensed in anticipation of the coming attack. Her mind felt numb as they travelled away from the compound. he snarled at her, the beast coming to the surface. His eyes glazed over, red with rage. Her sword fell into the snow, several feet from where she stood. In the event of an attack, she would not be able to retrieve it. There was nothing between her and a living nightmare, Logan was feral and meant to kill her. Her hands subtly reach for her Sais, hoping to be able to reach them in time. But he was fast, perhaps even faster than her. "You... You betrayed me, Elektra! You fill me full of false words and feelings... AND YOU BETRAY ME!" Sais were seen being reached for, and Logan at attacked, grabbing her wrists with a blur of speed, and rushing her into a tree, the jolt knocking her hands open...sais dropped. Over his head he flipped her, by the rists, and power slammed her into the snow. "Is that all I am to this world? A forever living ANIMAL to be betrayed!?" He turned grabbed her by the throat, and lifted her up and slammed her into the tree again....his fist flying up, claws pericing her torso, and digging into the trunk behind her. "...I am not anyone's beast to be lead on a leash... I am.... Nothing, Elektra. I have always and will always be nothing... And now Fury is lost to me to those witches, thanks to you..." He jerked his wrist, ivory claws twisting inside her. "....I am to be a fugitive of the Royal Crown, thanks to you." He leaned in, and snarled. "I have lost my redemption, thanks to you..." And he pulled his claws free...letting her fall to the snow, red stains everywhere. He reached, pulled the white robe that was still in somewhat use from her. "You've proven my taint... I told you I would spill your blood with my taint if you got in my way.." He shreaded the garment befor her, and turned. Into the darkness he stumbled, his rage lost into the numbness of nothing. Soon dispair would hit, and then...who knew? But his tortured soul was now shreaded and he was possibly lost for good...
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:30 am
Fury gathered himself, taking stock in the situation. Several had died, but most had lived. Those who perished did so with honor, they would be mourned. He looked about the campsight, thankful for the outcome. The newcomers had proven themselves as allies. He felt they could be trusted. The blonde woman had demonstrated great power, power which would be invaluable to their cause.
They had been attacked by two assassins meant for him. He was the cause of all of this, but their valor had proven up to the task and his life remained. Their cause was justified today, the fight would go on. He looked again to the people milling about, a small sense of pride overcame him. They were not warriors, but they did fine today.
But he needed to ensure that the same could not happen again. He had to take control of the situation and bring order to the madness. It would not be easy. They were young and inexperienced, but it was nothing that he felt he could not handle.
He places a hand on Remy's shoulder. "You did good, son. All of you. I'm proud of each and every one of you."
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