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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 2:08 pm
["A soldier's oath is to die for their country; a soldier's motto is to give the enemy soldiers a chance to fulfill that oath." --Gen. Patterson. I think.]
After severale seconds of fruitless searching, Storm lost her patience, cursed vivedly and took herself to the battle by a less conventional way of absuing various by standards untill one pointed her in the right direction. She wiped her new dirk clean on her amazing breeches.
Storm stopped at the edge of the newly formed clearing and took scoop of the fact that: Natasha was sitll nowhere to be found, Kibo was beating on his son, Michael had gone bad-assed again, her son was insane, and Ranu was no longer around, nor his weapons. She sighed in annoyence and moved over by Michael.
"Somehow I imaged more...raping and pillaging and death in general."
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 2:14 pm
alchemist09 (@ Auron: Really? Well I'll let you know now, it aint gunna be easy, boyo. @ Storm: Excellent quote in your sig.) *Michael kept his attention on Auron, looking back to his men from time to time.* "This isn't any good, that kid is too much of an annoyance for me to waste my own energy on..." *He looks back at his crew.* "...And all of you are no good. I guess we'll just have to wait for Chaos..." *Chaos sailed over Aubry and finally swooped down on her prey.* Chaos: "Come with us!"Chaos: "We'd like to let you live, but that doesn't mean we wont kill you!"Chaos: "But only if we have to." "well, it depends on where we are going..." was all Aubry said. she was ready, nevertheless, in case there was a dire need to fight.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 3:10 pm
auron sits on top of the cannon, strumming a beautiful song that echoes through the town as he looks into the sky "i have an idea" he says, as he changes the chime of the song, to an almost lullaby "i'll put those fools to sleep" he says, as he starts chanting and raises his left hand, releasing small black orbs that fly to the Zeus and hit some of the crewmen, knocking them out "all thats left is to locate natasha"
((speaking of whom, when is she coming back? we cant really continue the war till she joins in))
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 3:17 pm
((Time to end this thingimajigger))
Daniel silently smacks the scythe blade away with the butt of his blade, before swinging it towards Kibo's face. He holds up his hand, and Charon's guard flows onto his hand, allowing his to stop the blade without it cutting his hand in half. He jumps back, giving Daniel time to recover.
Kibo: You're a bloody fool, son! Daniel: Says you!
Daniel rushes forward, swinging his blade. At the same instant, Kibo swing his scythe, hitting Daniel in the side of the neck with the handle, before pulling it back, digging the blade deep into the back of his neck. Daniel's blade keeps swinging, burying itself in Kibo's shoulder. However, the damage was done, and Daniel collapsed, his brain no longer able to send signals to the rest of his body. Kibo sighs. He puts the tip of the scythe blade into its sheath, and the weapon changes back into a katana, which he sheathes. He switches Farind and Renji again, returning them to their own sheathes. The wings, horns, and other physical properties disappear into a thick mist. He taps the eighth marking on his arm, and Anita appears.
Anita: Jesus, Kibo! Can't you go anywhere without getting a sword buried in your arm?
Kibo points over the spirit's shoulder, and she turns around to see Daniel, unconscious and barely alive, on the ground.
Anita: Got what he deserved. Kibo: Save him. Anita: What?! Kibo: He's my son. Fix him.
Anita gasps, now noticing the similarities between the two. She hurredly runs over to him, her hands passing into his body, reconnecting the nerves, tnedons, and flesh, until Daniel was completely fixed. She then walked over to Kibo, and ran her hand across the wound, fixing it quickly, but not as completely. A deep bruise formed on his arm as some of the unfixed blood vessels seeped.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 3:21 pm
[So's quick question: How is that that everyone seems to be having Storm's Dragon Ale?]
Storm's eyes hardened and she refexivly took a step towards Anita, upon seeing her. She frowned, angry at herself for letting such emtion overrule her enough to actaully move.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 6:05 pm
((We stole them from the Split Skull, of course!))
Kibo: Watch yourself, Storm. You're working with Michael now. If you lay a finger on any of my crew with a harmful intent, I will kill you.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 6:18 pm
[Her secret stash has been found? Crap, that means you all have my jewlery too! gonk ]
Storm looked scornful.
"You, kill me? I shall belive it only if I see it."
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 6:22 pm
Kibo: I've already stolen your paradise. Shall I take what pitiful life you have left?
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 6:25 pm
Storm spat at Kibo's feet.
"I am afraid you will find me tougher meat then my spirit."
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 6:30 pm
Kibo: It didn't seemed that hard before.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 6:37 pm
"I wasn't a whole person before."
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 6:44 pm
Kibo: An a** with a longer tail is still an a**.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 6:52 pm
Another Storm stepped out from the shadow's behind Kibo. She was smiling, as she hugged him from behind, playfully. She bent her head near his ear.
"But, lovie, some asses are...better then others. Has speacial abilites. That makes them better, yes?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 7:12 pm
Kibo: But I'd still trade an a**, regardless of how special it was, for a good horse.
He turns his head, kissing the second Storm on the cheek.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 8:00 pm
A third Storm joins the other two, this one draping her arm about the first's shoulder.
"Why a horse?"
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