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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:02 am
"Hmm.."
His eyes opened for a moment as he pondered what exactly had brought them together and why. There was something strange about their last encounter, she hesistated to touch him. Why? Reinhart sat up quickly, got off the recliner then knelt next to Hono. She traced her nail over his skin just a moment ago though, she didn't exactly touch him however.
"Your hand please."
He offered his and waited for hers.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:10 am
Her eyes shot open again and for a moment there was a look of try terror in her strange orange orbs....She lowered blood red lashes and smirked at him.
"You only want my hand?" The bikini was barely considered clothing and suddenly she was back to trying to distract him, although it was a dangerous ploy in her mind....she was hoping her would be a little embarrassed and simply forget about it all before she had to test the limits of this dream, and potentially hurt another friend...
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:15 am
Laughter escaped him once more.
"I see now."
It was more towards her sudden look rather thean her comment of only wanting her hand. There was no hiding it, there was the change and unknown to her he possesed a similar ability that cursed his touch.
"What happens?"
Not quite clear.
"hat is, what happens if this is real and we come in contact?"
He eagerly awaited her response. To many's surprise he had no witty come back to her comment either. Self control.....?
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:33 am
The laughter disappeared from her eyes. "I try to eat you....metaphysically that is... if this is not just a dream, and I loose control I will try to drain the life and power right out of you. I kill with a single tough now....without ever meaning to." sad Hono hugged her arms across her chest and prayed that this was all a dream, because she didn't remember the last time she had eaten, and she didn't want to accidentally hurt Chris.
"Against meta-humans it is usually a little slower not just a simple touch, we have shields that keep me from doing too much harm, but if your shields are not up, or they are not strong enough....or I am hungry enough... I am trying to learn to control it, but I keep forgetting." sweatdrop It was a horrible excuse, and she hated having to use an excuse at all.
She shivered, despite the heat, remembering the first few moments after her new ability manifested, she had simply tapped a man on the nose and he had dropped dead at her feet... she had been horrified, and the rush of power had almost made her head swim, she had healed him, put most of his energy back, but she had changed him forever, he would never be the same after their brief encounter....
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:42 am
"A leech. How interesting..."
Reinhart looked away for a moment bringing his hand up to cup his chin, the ocean was still sparkling bright and throwing that cool mist into the air. If it was this that had set his sense off he hoped...
"This is something that manifested?"
He said turning his attention back to her.
"It's got no outside influence at all?"
It was getting strange yet interesting at once, if it had an outside influence that may've been the cause of his sense going off. More than likely the reason he was with her as well. If it was just something that manifested inside her, then he hated to think of her as a threat. Unfortunately there was no other way to look at it.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:51 am
"Outside.. but now inside." sweatdrop *she tapped her temple with one finger and slowly sat up, hugging her knees to her chest.
"His name is Maddick, and when he was alive he was a physic vampire of sorts, he should have been a great hero, but his childhood was not so good, and so when he realised what he was it was too late to go back, he had killed his first victim and enjoyed the rage. He was a spirit when I met him, long since dead and trapped by his misdeeds.... I offered him a chance to make up for the past, and he offered me a way to keep on living."She rested her cheek across her knees and looked at him with sad eyes, it was nice that he hadn't run for cover a moment before, but when he realised that this was permanent, perhaps he would change his mind....
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:58 am
"I see."
Sighing softly he looked back to the water with a serious look on his face before he looked back to Hono with a bright smile.
"Well then, I guess I better think twice before I try taking more than your hand eh?"
A sad attempt to lighten the mood but truth be told if he could take that thing from her without hurting her he would. From what she said however, it offered her a chance to keep living....
Would taking it out of her kill her? She should know he had the ability to rip it from her. Would she want to though? Would she risk it? Too many questions better off unanswered for now.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:08 am
"Ya, I work hard not to bump into people... but at the end of HoH there people kept touching me..." sweatdrop She smiled softly looking at him.
"I didn't really hurt them, except the one...I think I am supposed to meet someone who can teach me better control, but I keep on ending up in these dreams with you instead of meeting my teacher." xp Hono sighed and wondered if this was better than meeting the priestess....and immediately decided that it was whee
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:20 am
"The tables turned somewhat."
A small laugh and then he reached over to her resting his hand on her cheek.
"Last time we met I couldn't control whatever power I had, seems like it's your turn to learn how to control it. Though to be honest with you..."
His hand move slight caressing her milky skin.
"...if you've no need for it or feel like you can't take control I'm always willing to help."
Upon saying the last word something inside him reacted, Hono would feel and see it too. There was no physical sign of it, it wasn't Reinhart reacting after all. Hono would get quick bursts of images in her mind, of monsters and elemental beings. This was unknown to him however. He smiled to her once more however.
"I just don't know if removing something that lets you live on is such a good idea however..."
Again his hand moved and it moved slowly off her cheek then down her knee and leg before he pulled it back to himself.
"You'll be alright."
He held onto his smile as long as he could.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:28 am
She held utterly still as the contact sent her images and she recalled exactly how his powers worked. "When I am tired of living, or I can no longer risk hurting others I will come to you...."
Hono tried to make her next statement a little bit of a joke, but it was still a serious subject. "Just try to remember that I would like to be cremated, with my ashes spread over moving water when I am dead.... a necromancer in control of this body would be a very bad thing!" xp
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 9:41 am
Aman stepped forward, his eyes wandering about. A small field of small white flowers with three single trees, white pedals falling from above. There was a fog over this field of white, but it was something of real beauty.
The man in question in this field was a taller man, about six foot tall with an intricate armor of reds and blues. He was not dressed as he normally would. In fact, nothing was normal about the dress of one Roland Burrne. About him was an air of dignified power. On his left hand, a red gauntlet surged with black sparks, his right a blue to match.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 9:54 am
"..."
Unfortunately, the landscape would be defiled as a certain dark figure popped into existance. He couldn't seem to remember what he was just doing, but it wouldn't really matter.
The man was draped in the tattered remains of a purple kimono, the upper right half of which no longer existed. His black and silver breastplate could be seen underneath. His spear, which was currently in hand, had a wicked curved blade off to the side of it. It always shines with razor keeness, so its obviously magical in some way.
One shorter, undead Moonblade stepped into the scene.
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[ Just Another Face ] rolled 3 4-sided dice:
3, 4, 3
Total: 10 (3-12)
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 10:09 am
Roland paused, his fists clenching, his darker gray eyes narrowing to look on at the monstrosity that appeared before him. The opponent was apparently some kind of zombie or some garbage. Something that needed to be gotten rid of. "Alright. Let's get to work." His body simply tensed and relaxed, his breath becoming stilled.
Charge
Sacrifice one turn of attack and defense and begin charging regularly.
2d4 magic for 1d4 speed
Max - 10
Roland will gain 7 magic every 3 turns, totally 2.3 every turn.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 10:18 am
"...okaaaay."
In Moonblade's opinion, the man before him looked ridiculous. However, that wouldn't really matter in combat. He took up a stance ancient soldiers would use to intercept a charge. If his opponent didn't advance, well... he'd just have to charge in himself.
Moonblade was pulling in arcana at a moderate rate (6%, not that it'll mean anything to anyone).
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 10:34 am
Roland was quiet, just waiting to see his opponent approach. "...I get the feeling even waiting around is gonna be dangerous." He muttered to himself, his fists slowly gripping and ungripping. But he would not attack. Just simply begin a slow approach. Just keep it simple.
Magic
2.33 / 10
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