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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 5:04 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 5:15 am
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Che was suprised at the girl's power, but then again, he already knew what he needed to beat her quickly and effectively. "The only thing I need is a ream of paper, a wad of money or a deck of cards. Either those things, or my sword that I used to keep on me back when I had my old body." Che said, frustration more than evident in his tone. The old U.N.S leader was rushing to get back the skill and master he had over his body. He knew as well as everyone else that Thomas needed to be stopped immediately and at this point, he was among the few who could do it without trying. Time was of the essence.
After being released by Noel, Che took off again, but this time trying to remain out of sight of the girl. Many before with the power she displayed at least needed to know the position of their target. With this in mind, he hoped that remaining slippery would produce the opening he needed. When he thought he had it, he approached her again, this time with a high flying axe kick.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 5:27 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 5:27 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 5:33 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 5:47 am
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"Check out the powers on this girl here!" Che exclaimed boisterously as he pulled himself from the floor once more. She had finally shown her weakness which at the same time was a strength. Apparently, new God and Satan Owls were in the works so Che didn't fall into a massive seizure then and there. That also meant that now, for the first time in almost a millenium, Che was aging again. "You know, as cool as that is, you now don't have a power to fight back with. What're you going to do now?" Like a snake tightening around it's pray, Che began to enclose the circle that he was walking around Aeon. From the outside, it looked as though Che hadn't heard what Noel said and was now planning to kill Aeon. This was far from the truth. He wanted his powers back and this, he thought, was the best way to activate her once more. Finally in front of her, he lifted his fist upward, faking an uppercut. He wasn't about to hit her, but simple jar her enough to return their powers.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 10:33 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 11:53 am
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dragon-talk ((UNS: Anya --> Russia)) Anya scowled slightly as she folded her arms and looked away from Armand. She was wishing he would just leave her alone already. But Armand just didn't want to do that. Instead, he took out his camera and showed her a picture he had taken. Anya's scowl deepened and she snatched Armand's camera from him to look at the picture. A jolt of surprise went through her as she realized it was the picture they had taken when they had gone to pull a prank on Will while he was sleeping. Anya tried her best not to giggle and attempted to cover it up with a grimace. "While this had been hilarious at the time, Armand, right now, I'm a little UPSET if you hadn't noticed." she relied before shoving the camera back towards Armand. She didn't notice the ring which Will had put there right after Owen's death, and still wasn't going to unless someone else mentioned it or Anya actually finally noticed it on her own, which wasn't going to be any time soon.
((UNS - Armand))
Alright. Alright. Armand got it. Anya really just wanted some alone time to absorb the events before…even if he thought he spied a smirk peaking out from under that grimace. The red head shook his hands apolegtically as the camera was shoved into his face again by the Poison Owl. He did notice a glint on Anya’s finger, which he thought wasn’t there before, but he didn’t say anything. He hadn’t really gotten a good look at it since Anya had forcefully shoved that camera back and then she had withdrawn her hands, obscuring his view of where that glint had come from in the first place. “Ai, Anya. Fine, fine. I’ll go bother the others!” Armand said cheerfully as he nodded and then proceeded to waltz away in the snow….and almost fell flat on his face when he almost slipped while twirling once. “Take your time, Anya…remember your hair is black and so is coffee!”
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Solaris Beauty Amara heard Lucien behind her. Her heart seemed to smile but she wouldn't get all affectionate in front of Amaya. "I'm still the same old me" she said laughing a little. Yea a crazy b***h she heard in her head. She tuned the voice out and listened to the rest of what Lucien had to say. "You're right....I'm sorry Amaya for even coming at you that way...I didn't mean any harm" she told her. Amara then stopped in her tracks as she began to have a premonition. She didn't know she had that ability....she stood merely frozen in place.
((UNS-Amaya))
Amaya looked at Amara as the psion said she didn’t want to see Amaya die. Wasn’t that the same for Amaya? Amaya didn’t want to see any more people die either, and since she considered Amara a close friend, that was a definite. The Clueless Owl was very confused about what Amara was saying about something being off in her mind. Before Amaya could answer though, Lucien suddenly reformed. Amaya had absolutely no idea he was there or in the area. Lucien reinforced what Amara had said about slapping Will. She blinked. So, it really wasn’t a bad thing. Did they all want to slap Will too? Amaya really wasn’t as close to Lucien as she was to Amara, so she really believed Amara more. Lucien was a little questionable because Amaya was effected by her other team members’ views of Lucien, and Lucien had been rather distant to the rest of them, holed up with Mr. Thomas Moses. But something about the way Lucien spoke of Will and Itachi’s training made her trust in what he was saying. It was weird, but in a way, it made sense.
Amaya’s reaction to the whole conversation part about the Phoenix was pretty much “??????” She tilted her head confused at the two of them. Perhaps, fortunately, she didn’t quite understand the mental fault issue either, so she didn’t take Amara’s actions or words as offensive. “Huh? Why are you apologizing?” But then, Amara suddenly halted and froze and looked like that Divinity professor in Harry Potter. Yes, Amaya had read those books in her free time. ”Amara?” The Clueless Owl waved her hands in front of Amara. “A-m-a-r-a??? Lucien, what’s wrong with Amara?”
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 1:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 1:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 2:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 3:40 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 6:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 8:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 8:50 pm
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