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 Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 5:41 am
Tsipora's eyes narrowed. "What do you want from her?" Racheal stood too. She whispered to Tsipora, "I have a feeling he'll gladly kill you if you don't let him have me."
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 9:12 am
The man's smile opens even more, and his eyes shine. He leans forward a bit, a mannerism Schuyler has as well. "Ye'll be a-commala with me, miss," and his horrible smile continues.
Schuyler looks down slightly, his eyes angled at the man's feet. His right hand twitches slightly, to those that would look...
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 2:05 pm
Tsipora felt sick at the resemblance between Schuyler and this evil man ((who still doesn't have a name <..<>..>)). She noticed Schuyler's twitch. She doubted anyone else had. Damnit, Vic, where the hell are you? Racheal stepped next to tsipora. 'Don't worry Tsipora, he doesn't scare me." "You idiot. He'll leave you permenatly mentally dissabled, at teh very least." Tsipora hissed at her. "I don't think so. I'm too valuable to him as a test subject." Tsipora wanted to cry. No! Racheal, it's not you that's valuable! Racheal stepped foward. "what do you want with me?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:59 pm
The man continues his horrible smile, and reaches out to grab Racheal. It is merely a show, however; as he does, a black mist appears, and when it clears the two are gone.
Schuyler looks up, the light showing his eyes. They are black, wholly black.
"Stay here. I'll be back. I know where he's gone." As he begins to speak, he moves to the door and with a touch it is thrown open. He walks through it, his feet unnaturally loud as he walks.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 3:05 pm
Tsipora actually was crying by then. "Schuyler! Schuyler wait....don't just leave me here!" But he was already gone. "Schuyler.....schuyler please be careful....please come back alive."
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 3:19 pm
Schuyler storms through the corridor, his cloak billowing. The first time his has ever been affected by such paltry rules as gravity or wind.
He speaks, and his voice, though calm, has a bit of expediency about it. "I would recommend ceasing the experiment for now, Kisven. It is not ready, as you know, and testing now would be fatal. Celerity is not the best choice as of right now."
He recieves no answer.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 3:34 pm
The man, whose name now revealed as Kisven, laughs. Long and hard. After about twenty seconds, his eyes focus on Schuyler again, and his smile is still there, as wide as ever.
"It seems thee has a fire in thy belly! Good lad, t'were but yesterday you were a scrawny weakling at thy mother's... ah, but you had no mammy, did you, boy?"
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Schuyler simply stands there, but then starts walking again, his mask and body impassive. As he reaches Kisven, Kisven grabs his arm and swings him around, slamming him into the wall. As Schuyler falls away from it, his mask is cracked, a long, thin crack over the right eye.
He rolls to his feet, and the mask falls as he does.
((Want a description of him?))
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 3:39 pm
((Sure. Hmm...and where are YOU during this tome when someone's basically beating up the person YOu created....i wonder.... XD.))
Tsipora thought she heard footsteps above her. Kroenig? "Vic? God, Vic, where the hell are you?!" She cursed herslef, and then Kroenig, just because she could. She wiped her tears away. Damnit...i have to find Schuyler, he might be in trouble. Tsipora carrefully walked down the hall and stopped at the door to the lab, where Schuyler and his uncle were brawling. His mask.....
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 3:45 pm
((You'll see what I'm doing. I have a bit more intellect than Schuyler gives me credit for... XD))
Schuyler's mask on the ground, the young man's pale, almost hollow face is almost visible... his grey hair masks the side of his face. ((Sorry... didn't want to give it away yet...)) He turns to Tsipora as she comes, his face a black shadow exept for the eyes... the burning, yellow eyes...
Kisven does no such thing. The instant Schuyler is distracted, a roundhouse kick to the side of the head throws the youth to the side. Schuyler lands beside his mask, and then Kisven vanishes, laughter on his lips.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 3:54 pm
"Schuyler!" Tsipora ran in after Kisven had vanished and knelt at Schuyler's side. "Hey, are you ok? Do you know where Racheal is? Damnit, Schuyler, don't leave me alone ever again!" She started crying again. "Damnit.." She wiped her tears angerly. 'I blame Kroenig for all this!" That usually realived her anger. Plus, it was partly his fault....
((heheheheheh....))
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 4:00 pm
Schuyler stands slowly, picking up the mask as he does so. But after he picks it up, he drops it. He turns to Tsipora, his face impassive, though cut.
The first thought about his appearance is that he has a rediculous resemblance to Kyon from the Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. This impression changes quickly, though, as neither his hair nor his skin tone match. His skin is pale, and his hair is light gray. But his facial shape is the same, and that is where the resemblence lies. His eyes are his most arresting feature; the entire eye except the pupil is pure gold.
"I cannot stop him. And why do you blame Viktor?" His voice is different without the mask, too. It sounds almost normal, with one massive difference: there is a second voice, higher-pitched, under the primary one, almost inaudible.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 4:03 pm
Tsipora almost laughed. Almost. 'Cause i can, and because he's fun to blame for things. It doesn't matter. Besides, you knwo nothing in the world would ever turn me against him." She stood. "He'll kill Racheal, we have to do something!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 4:06 pm
Schuyler's eye twitches slightly as he speaks. His golden eyes pale slightly. "No. He will not. He already has."
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 4:09 pm
Tsipora said nothing. But she put her head on Schuyler's shoudler and she cried silently. No..racheal!
((now the uncle has to get upset at Schuyler, i think...or will we draw out the plot by making the uncle pissed at Schuyler some other way?))
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