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 Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:04 pm
Esou drove the Krii'Vette to Haven, and parked the Vette in the garage. He stealthily snuck across the street and got through te guards with success, showing his NYHG patch on his shoulder. 'Esou must get to Gail...' the lycan said, hurrying to Haven.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:10 pm
Once she heard the newcomer speak Astande's name, Liora flashed a crooked grin at the vampiress that landed behind them. Her presence had flared across Liora's mind prior to her appearance; its colors were mildly dulled by the barrier she'd built around her mind to shield her own presence.
"You could say that, I suppose. I would make some pun about 'fresh meat', but I don't think that would be fitting for this situation." she replied, her golden eyes flashing impishly, not too unlike the vampiress's. "You must be Astande's 'pupil' whom we were seeking out. Looks like the sought found the seekers."
Her focus then turned to the approaching aura. Liora recalled Astande's comment about her being a hinderance, but Liora supposed there was little she could do about it until she recieved further orders from the vampire. For now, it would be most unwise to expose her back to the demon. Liora halted her frantic running and pulled Albert to the side of her where he was least likely to get in the way.
"Unfortunately for that Oni, us 'guys' won't die, either." she joked. Optimism may not win wars, but it sure as hell did wonders for her outlook. Any misgivings she had gave way to the thrill of battle and the warmth of a bright attitude.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:17 pm
Rhator flew straight over the lycan's head as she turned to defend herself. It was not her he was after. His rage bubbled inside his mind, a steaming pot about to boil over. He chased the elder vampire, death in Rhator's eyes. That weapon would be returned. By force.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:18 pm
((Octave where'd you go? eek ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:19 pm
"Not so sure about pupil, but the name is Kerrigan. It is a pelasure to meet you." She gave the woman a grin, though she did not extend ehr hand for a shake or anything of that nature. The small smile she flashed her would have to suffice for the moment. AS for the approaching demon, she knew that while she alone could take him, he would face all hell when he found three hunters together at once. She had not fought with any of them besides Astande as of that moment, but she had a feeling that they were no push-overs.
"Even an oni going through a temper tatrum wont be able to answer to the four of us." However, just as she spoke, the demon shot overhead of them, heading after Astande. She couldnt help but laugh softly, "What an idiot." She muttered those words softly under her breath, excusing herself as she scaled the side of a building quickly, perching on the ledge. Drawing her left magnum from its holster on her thigh, she took careful aim adn fired off three regular rounds at the oni, not so much trying to injure it as trying to get it's attention.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:20 pm
((Sorry for the late response. Mail checking))
EDIT He whips around as the demon comes hurtling towards them, flashing a smile at Kerri as they turn to face the demon together. He speaks to Liora
"Well, you could say she's a new addition to our kind. In that way only is she a pupil of mine. I've known her since she was human...you woulden't think someone could get any better at what they do...but us immortals do have our advantages..."
he turns to Kerri, giving her a mental notice of their slim battlefield. As soon as the demon decended into the alley, he would be unable to use his wings...it would be impossible for him to dodge anything in the slim space between the buildings...
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:25 pm
((lol, i don't even have the weapon on me, i dropped it off in haven while you and SN were fighting. Does he know that? eek whee ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:27 pm
(( lol, nvm...aparenly i am a little bit retarded and cant read...>.o' ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:28 pm
Rhator dropped into the alleyway, folding his wings behind his back in the crowded corridor. As he fell he felt bullets spark off of his plated armor. He sensed them as they hit him. They were the anti-demon bullets from before. He thumbed his new trinket as he landed in the alleyway.
"You have two options vampire: Option A, you give me my spear, NOW! or Option B, I force you to tell me where it's at and take it myself. Since I have a feeling you'll pick Option B, I'll save you the trouble."
Rhator dashed the few yards between him and the vampire. He knew those anti-demon bullets were coming, and he was ready.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:30 pm
~ilKhan~ Octave ((lol, i don't even have the weapon on me, i dropped it off in haven while you and SN were fighting. Does he know that? eek whee )) (( I know that. But Rhator isn't the most intelligent demon out there. He figures if he beats you enough you'll just hand it over. Or he'll kill you and try to replace his lost weapon. Really depends on his mood. xd smile ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:35 pm
He twitches his wrists oddly, a pair of nekode claws switching out and clicking into place. Seeming as if he was going to stand his ground in such close quarters, he reaches into his cloak at the last minute, pulling out a crimson-tinted grenade as he leaps up and throws down, locking himself halfway up by sticking out his legs in a split manuever and holding himself there as the shock of the grenade fills the alley with sound, propelling it's thick red mist-like substance instantly with the shock of the pressurized explosion, the concoction billowing out with frightening speed...
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:39 pm
Rhator rushed into the red mist. He began howling and putting on a show as if his skin was being eaten alive. In truth it was not. His newly gifted trinket protected him from the damage done by the Mary's Blessing. The golden upside-down cross was the source of this resistance. It was gifted to Rhator by the Devil, Satan himself.
He continued to howl as if in pain, hoping to lure the hunters into the trap and attack when their guard was down.
((If you can remove the cross from Rhator's neck, his immunity will go away. However, he will guard it with everything except his own life. Remember, there is still the old-fashioned way of killing a demon. By cutting off it's head. biggrin ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:44 pm
"Excusez moi." she muttered sourly as the oni completed a fly-by.
Liora was not surprised by the oni's flight over her head, but her lycan instincts caused her to tense in response to his unmasked aura. Adrenaline pumped through her veins and rushed to her head. Fortunately, Liora was not blinded by such a rush. If anything, it invigorated her and allowed her to think all the more clearly. Her hand hovered over the revolver in her thigh, but she did not unholster it. If need be, she would rely on the quick-draw; a human technique, yes, but it had its uses, and Liora was certainly adept at it.
"Nice to meet you too, Kerrigan. My name's Liora. I'll properly greet you once we get this guy taken care of."
The angle she was at currently would not allow her to shoot at the Oni and not risk hitting Astande. She was probably a good enough shot to handle it, but Liora decided the odds were not in her favor enough to attempt such a feat. The oni seemed decked-out in armor which her bullets may or may not penetrate; there was also the chance that they might simply reflect the bullets, and then Liora had created the danger of ricocheting bullets to the fray. Assuming the bullets hit the Oni and sunk into his armor, they'd most likely not hit anything vital and have all the impact of a very bad, very deep beesting. Astande had said the bullets would have a little effect on the oni, hadn't he? Granted, there was better equipment, but she would have to make due. That was when she noticed the oni's wings.
"Albert, now would be a good time for that Chinese voodoo of yours." she murmured.
Liora deliberately gripped the butt of her revolver now, stepping backwards to evade the red mist. It was time for some teamwork; Liora only hoped that her 'team' was reliable enough, for she was not entirely accostomed to group fighting. Liora drew the revolver before leaping to the right. The angle was such that hitting Astande was no longer an issue, and she could still hit the oni's wings. At least her bullets would damage those. Her keen eyes sighted her target, aimed the gun efficiently, and fired two rounds towards the demon's left wing. Shooting at one's back would have once been below her, especially when he appeared to be down, but she would make an exception for demon filth. At least if her bullets hit, the demon might sway right and become a republican. The thought was enough to bring a smile to her lips.
((Sorry for the delayed response, by the way. I got a little too involved in my current art project. 4laugh It won't happen again.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:47 pm
((HA! You know, that's actually a pretty good way of getting around things. Nice thinking! xd Resistance to holy weapons such as that would HAVE to be rare of course, but that's quite nice how you went through that. 3nodding ))
He flips over, lunging back to the Lycan woman and human, taking them by the arms only long enough to indicate that they should move while they had a respite
"I know it's not what you'd rather be doing right now, but Kerri can handle him until we get you to haven. That's the top priority right now. This way."
He rushes off again, gesturing to them urgently in his rush for the nightclub, which was now only about a minute or so away
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:51 pm
Her eyes adjusted to the red mist that shrouded his figure below fairly quickly, so that while he was still howling in pain below, she squeezed off four more rounds at him, once again aiming for teh junction of his wings to his back. At the same time, she saw Loira spring into action as well, something which brought a smile to her lips. IT was times like this that she missed the hunters more than ever. There would be time for emotions later.
As she saw Astande lead them away, she grinned slightly, lowering her magnums as she continued to hear him howling in the mist. Grinning softly, she shook her head. "Pathetic...," she muttered, shaking her head softly.
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