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 Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 1:35 am
.:Mical Sendrid:.
Mical broke the arrow and was glad he wore shoes he could grow into, the arrow had barely missed his toes. He had found the pellet he needed, but then Laptus threw a blow with the butt of his sword. Mical just barely managed to glance the blow off the back of his head, it'd leave a knot on his head but at least he wasn't out of it, completely. He stumbled then crumpled up.
The man with the greatsword took a step back and the scythe whistled by, tauntingly he said, "Come on boyo I've seen old men swing faster than that." Still smiling he used the flat of his blade to smack Renka away from the others, "I've been doing this since before you were born!" The other swordsmen instead of taking Aki's blow deflected it and spun to back hand Aki with his blade then shield.
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 8:46 am
 Renka's only reaction to the swordsman's taunt was narrowed eyes. Even as the guy used the flat side of his blade to move Renka away from the other two, Renka shifted the momentum from his previous swing just before the scythe hit the ground into a upward slash...considering the how close the swordsman was he wouldn't get away from this one without wounds, especially since Renka twisted the scythe fast enough to also aim a hit with the hilt.
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 4:01 pm
Aki blocked both attacks. Some blueish sparks flew from Ragnarok when the royal sword came into contact with the sword and shield, sending electric shocks into the man's system as the magic around the sword took effect.
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 5:11 pm
Enserric the Grey
(Also known as Eric Grisham) IT IS VERY HOT E seethed with anger on the inside. They had killed all these people! He had killed FIVE, and he was a raging psychopath! He crouched, pulled the man Dr. Stein had indicated, noting the greenish burns along his torso. So this man had been hit by something... powerful. Magic, of some sort. "Oy, Houston, we have a problem. This man is alive, but probably not for another five minutes. He didn't die from a puncture or bludgeoning.... So that leaves slashing, and magic.
And I don't see any cuts."
E felt along the length of the burn. Still warm, so recent, and probably fire magic of some kind -- A blade. An enchanted blade. That sword that the fake Prince had wielded? It certainly wasn't the color of the tarfire that he had used. That would have burned a dark yellow or orange color. Great. That meant that this terrorist had magic.
"'Prince' Aki himself killed this man. I'd let the morgue know that we're gonna need some body bags or a wheelbarrow. When terrorist's strike, they strike hard and fast. Which means.... Another strike in 24 hours. Get the Watch and tell Gailor to marshal his army." [ color=red]I BELIEVE THE HEAT IS FIRE RELATED
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 6:14 pm
 Laptus Borielle Azure
Warrior/Mage/"Speak or Spells"/'Thoughts'/ Actions/Describing "My prayers go up to Bevaita..." It had seemed that he had miscalculated how much foce he had put behind the blow. The man broke the arrow and parred the brunt of the attack. However that did not mean he did not leave any damage. It was then the man stumbled and fell to the ground. Laptus quickly began to debate. 'Hmmmm should I do 'that' even though I just woke up..?' His mind racing now he decided to take a chance. He stepped back carefully in case the man would counter or at least go mad with rage. He collected himself and then unleashed his mind at the man. He began to rumage through his heart and mind not caring if caused any pain. Then a wave of nausia hit him. Could it be the residue of that witch, or could it be the backlash of his own doing from before? 'I'm almost out of time...' So he let loose his entire barrage of mental blows, forcing most of his energy through the man's mental defences. Laptus could feel the wall of the man's mind slowly and painfully crumble as he wedged his way though. During that he noticed many memories flowing out. Scenes of the man's life. Then a moment of inspiration hit him! 'Let's see what secrets you hold shall we? "And may my heart bleed for you..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 1:37 am
.:Mical Sendrid:.
Having your mind sieved through was an interesting experience on which Mical had the privilege of experiencing on several occasions. He pulled himself out of the way of the delving mind throwing up shields to lead him away from certain memories. Mical saw as memories of his life flashed by then stopped when Laptus came across the scene when Mical had first received this assignment, the standard of Gailor on the parchment and a pouch of gold as payment the rest when the deed was done. Then Laptus swung the blade to finish him off. Mical was cognitive enough to roll out of the way and tossed the paralysis pellet into Laptus' face bursting open on contact, yelling, "We're getting out of here!"
Instead of trying to get out of the way the great swordsmen stepped forward the staff part of the staff hitting the underside of his arm dislocating it. "Urgh! Nice one boyo!" He slammed his forehead into Renka's nose. The sparks numbed his arms and he dropped his sword but his shield was strapped to his arm so ducking down he smacked Aki's calf tripping him. The sparks that were dancing up and down his arm dissipated when the shield came in contact with Aki. Rolling away from Aki the swordsman ran off. The great swordsman kneed Renka and started after the other one.
Mical jumped up and tossed the rest of his smoke pellets. In the confusion he managed to get away and with his two lackeys started heading for the closest town.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 6:07 am
"That's twice hostiles have found us. We need to move before more find us," Aki said after the three men ran away. He walked back over to the rest of the group, sheathing Ragnarok.
((Um...Yeah, I guess that will work.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 6:55 am
Getting kneed in the gut didn't really bother Renka..or rather he didn't notice it as he cupped his free hand over his nose, which was bleeding and giving him a bad headache, as he watched the attackers flee. He knelt where he was, not going by the 'friendly' group for two reasons... (a) he wasn't sure he could walk straight for a few moments, and (b) wasn't sure how they'd react to him now after an attack just after his arrival.. Renka thrust the hilt of the scythe into the ground and tilted his head back to stop the bleeding, finally noticing a dull ache in his gut when he stretched back, but he knew it was fine..he'd felt worse after sparring.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 9:39 am
Laptus Borielle Azure
Warrior/Mage/"Speak or Spells"/'Thoughts'/ Actions/Describing "My prayers go up to Bevaita..." He felt resistance though as he forced his way through. He saw a glimpes of a memory from the man. The man was receiving a partchment from someone and also a bag of what seemed to be filled with gold. 'Could he be a mercenary?!' he thought. The man then broke the connection between them and Laptus began to feel the backlash from it. Not wasting a single second, the man then rolled away from Laptus' downward stroke and threw a pellet at him. It was no more bigger than the size of a child's fist. As it came close enough to his face, it exploded. Dust seeped out of the pellets papery grip. 'No!' He quickly withdrew his breath before the powder had a chance to travel to his lungs. He quickly flipped backwards to get away from it knowing that his lungs could betray him at any moment. Smoke suddenly exploded into the air, blurring his vision. He then heard a cry "We're getting out of here!" Laptus retreated back to the others knowing it would be waste of energy to go after them. "This is the second time!" he grumbled. "And may my heart bleed for you..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 11:45 am
Gailor had been dozing peacefully under a tree when his adviser came to him, huffing and panting.
"S...S-SAH!" He screamed as he pulled himself into a salute. "There has been an attempt on your LIFE!"
The king blinked. Around him the sounds of the peaceful forest were drowned by the rush of screaming voices in his head. Fear welled within him like a dark tide, pushing him into action. He screamed and bolted like a deer being chased by a pack of furious hyenas. His adviser sighed and took the king's place under the tree.
"I really need a vacation..."
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"STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!"
Gailor cried, tears streaming behind him as he clambered through the center of town. His legs got quite red as he jumped over and through corpses. He didn't even notice when one of them made a weak reach for his help. He was a bit preoccupied.
With a scream, he tackled his pale Doctor to the ground. With watery eyes and trembling lips he pinned the man to the ground.
"STEIN! STEIN! Somebody tried to KILL ME! I need to go in-cog-neato! So can I stay with you for a bit?"
((There...I posted. Sorry it took forever.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 3:30 pm
.:Mical Sendrid:.
Mical rubbed the knot forming on the back of his head wincing as he touched it. The great swordsman wore a grimace as he popped his shoulder back in. The other shook his arms trying to get feeling back into them. Out of breath they managed to stumble into the town that had been a blood bath recently. The streets were clear of the dead and all the wounded had been moved to an area around the local doctors quarters. The only reminder of what had happened before was the maroon stains on the dirt here and there and the occasional moans and cries of the dying. Mical's group headed for the nearest tavern which was filled with morose looking men some were bandaged Gailor soldiers. Taking a pouch of gold from his satchel he tossed it at the bartender, "Why don't you give everyone here drinks on me." The two swordsmen patted Mical on the shoulders and went to go grab their drinks. Some of the occupants let out a cheer for Mical's generosity while others raised their mugs. Quickly running from there he went around searching for a CO instead he found some of the royal guard who escorted him into the presence of the Kings Adviser. Mical raised an eyebrow but delivered the report on the suspected usurpers current whereabouts and direction of travel.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 3:38 pm
.:Mira:.
.:Tassr Yedredt:.
Before Stein could answer a figure came running up to them. Quickly Tassr reached for his weapon but upon seeing who it was slowly went on one knee crossing his right arm over his heart, "Your Majesty..."
Mira was standing next to Maka when the King ran up to them. She'd never seen the man before and was frightened slightly, not by just his appearance but also at his apparent mental confusion. "This man is the leader that took Faren in less than a week?" She thought to herself but quickly mimiced Tassr's movements, "Your Majesty..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 4:28 pm
 Sei's attention was drawn to a man as he ran over to the doctor, whose name was Stein apparently.. his behavior led her to believe he was some random nut that somehow survived this slaughter, but those other two that came called him majesty...which would make him the king? "..well..at the very least he's kinda cute.." she mumbled, then walked over and bowed. "Majesty..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 4:43 pm
  Franken Stein and Maka Chaka (Or Shanton and Marion Harding) He is all...
Such an irritant...
Stein turned to look towards an all-too familiar voice. Yes, it was the voice of the one man who was crazy enough to still go to him as a doctor for check-ups, despite truthful rumors of mental instability. He didn't so much as blink. While Gailor screamed his name in a typical, Yaoi, bubbly-pink background slow-motion run kind of scream, he flatly replied, "Gailor." He also didn't seem too surprised when he was knocked flat and pinned to the ground. "The word is 'incognito'. It's one word, not three. To answer your question, don't you usually end up in my closet anyway?" The doctor sat up and gently pried the sobbing king off of himself. "Breathe." He stood and returned to glance at Eric. "Great. ********' great. Terrorists, that's exactly what I need..." He turned to Maka. "Maka! Go and get Tak."
Maka, who had been standing and silently glaring at the back of The Gay Lord's head for tackling her doctor, suddenly snapped to attention. "Y-yessir!" She handed the doctor his bag, and, with a nod to the people present, ran off, presumably to find 'Tak'.
Stein turned back to the king, who was still on his knees. Sighing, he hoisted the king up to a full standing level, the only one showing no clear signs that he recognized the difference in power. In fact, it was almost as if Stein was taking care of a small child who couldn't do what it had to do on its own. "Come, now, get up, Emil. There are all these people looking, so don't make a fool out of yourself." He turned to the small crowd that had gathered. "Sorry about him, he's off his medication. He'll be perfectly normal once I get him to take it. It might take a while, so get back to work, and I'll be right with you."
I have left.
I wanna dissect you.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 5:38 pm
.:Mira:.
.:Tassr Yedredt:.
Tassr nodded at the doctor and rubbing his eyes got up, mumbled something about information, and headed towards the tavern. When he got there the place had livened up because most of the occupants were drunk. Tassr walked up to the bartender and started to hand him coin when he stopped Tassr saying,"Some guy payed for enough drinks for the rest of the day."Tassr nodded received his drink when two men walked up to him."If it isn't Tassr what have you been up to?"Tassr looked up to see two familar faces men from his old merc days. They got to talking about old times then to what had happened on this day.
Mira nodded and started after Tassr who just waved her off mumbling something about information. Not sure what to do she followed the nice girl from before, what had the doctor called her? Maka? Mira quickly caught up to her and tapped Maka on the shoulder, "Mind if I join you?"
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