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 Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 1:18 am
*chuckles* Oh very well..... Slayer....
Slayer: *walks around Tyr* Pardon me..... *He stands in front of Mastema and faces Focht* You brought this on yourself with your continued interference.... it's not personal. *one fist closed and another open, he waits for Focht.... or so it seems for now*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 1:25 am
::He watches Slayer move around him, and licks his fangs lightly at Focht::
Well Focht I cant say I'm going to feel to back for you taking this beating. Just dont scream to much. I might start to think less of you...
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 1:27 am
Focht sniffed the air, picking up the scent of a female he had noticed the scent of earlier on Mastema. Taking a cautious step back, Focht watched everyone in his view and got ready to run but didn't show it. He couldn't fight Slayer straight up like this without a weapon and he knew it.
"Nothing personal for me either..........."
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 1:29 am
Zeno: hehe.... *He had been preparing a small pistol like gun and loaded it with a seemingly normal bullet* Let's see if this works... *He aims over the edge, down at Focht, and fires*
Slayer: *Has yet to move*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 1:44 am
Focht hears the shot fired and doesn't even look up, using a wall of air to stop the bullet cold. He didn't look up at Zeno for the shot, not even checking the bullet.
"Cheap tricks........ sorry Tyr..... I don't plan to stick around...."
Using his speed, Focht seemed to dissappear, turning and heading down the road and taking the first right, heading down a few blocks then trying to head toward the center of the Citadel. He didn't know if he would make it far, but he was sure going to try.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 1:58 am
Zeno: stare
Slayer: Hmmm.... I believe I will stand guard at the tower, m'lord *He fades using vampirc "gifts". He reappears beside Nana's reassembled robot*
bot: *salutes Slayer, not know who he is*
Mastema: Hmph..... *Mastema flings his scythe horizontally at Focht, letting it spin like a saw as it went after him. Mastema himself uses Zio's teleportation system to shift himself over between Focht and the tower. Using telekinesis, he sends a large amount of force to converge as a wall on Focht, keeping him in line with the oncoming scythe*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 2:12 am
Focht had no way to know about the telekintic wall. Setting up a wall of air for the scythe to hit hoping to stop it, he slamed right into the wall from Mas and bounced off of it with a bone jarring impact. He landed flat on his back and slid alittle, momentarily stunned and regaining his senses to figure out what had happened but wasn't going to dwell on it long.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 2:23 am
Mastema: *uses more telekinesis to call his scythe back to him. Not wanting to give Focht the chance to respond, he uses telepathy to strengthen Focht's dizzyness, or at least try*
Zeno: Booya! *He takes the chance and fires two more silver bullets at Focht's shoulder and leg, as he leapt from building to building getting closer*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 2:31 am
Focht wasn't really dizzy, just surpised at the wall and stunned alittle. Rolling to the side he tries to avoid the bullets managing to avoid the one to his leg but wasn't quite fast enough to save his sholder thanks to Mastema. Rolling right into one bullet but taking it in the opposite sholder, Focht cringed and rolled alittle more, grabbing the wound.
"Son of a.....!!!!!"
He got to his feet and took off again, jumping to the roof of the closest building. Jumping from roof to roof, he started to head back toward the tower he had been trapped in. He was only a brief flash on each roof top as he landed, changing his direction often.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 2:42 am
Zeno: Oh like I can hit that.... *He was doing his best to follow, but having a bit of trouble*
Damned resilience..... *Soon enough there's a screech in the air, five sources. Mastema's model 5B drones had launched and now bore down of Focht from the air. The small, three barrel gatling gun on their fronts fire in scattered formation around Focht*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 2:49 am
*Nana had definetly heard the screech, and looks up from the book with worry*
o.o!
Wh-what was that?!
*Nana looks to the window*
>.>;
Nnn...
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 2:50 am
Focht stopped for a moment to deal with the drones. His pattern chanced alittle as he appeared for only a split second more on the next 5 roofs to send a blade of air at a drone from each. He wasn't about to stand still with the silver bullets being shot at him. It was noticable that he had frozen a quick patch over the bullet hole to keep it from being too back.
[edit]
He has to dodge among the bullets before jumping so the time between appearances increases aswell.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 2:40 pm
((Gah! really sorry for dropping off guys >< fell asleep again))
*2 of the drones get shot out of the air, One merely has part of its wings taken off and tries to regain control. The other two had barrel rolled and descended closer to Focht, still showering bullets on him*
Zeno: *He seems to get an idea and jumps high into the sky. He was now between Focht and the moon, the moon making him silouetted and hidden against the night sky. He takes aim for Focht's head with his gun and fires when he has a bead*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 7:07 pm
::Tyrsais walked around the citadel. Studing the area, and he drew a map in his journal. He also made notes of what he suspected the buildings may have once been. He doesnt know for sure that he should be doing this, but he doesnt plan on showing it to anyone. He just liked to have illustrations. He then leapt from the ground on top of a building and began to draw an artistic rendition of one of the turret towers::
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 8:23 pm
::He knelt up finishing the touches, and filled in the rest of his journal. He spoke of the days actions, and how interesting this whole area was. He leapt towards the center of the city looking to enter "The Mind"::
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