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SW - Edge of Disaster Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:40 pm
If there was one thing Nimue did not like. It was closeness when she had not given leeway to enter the invisible radius she had created for herself. Her nose almost seemed to wrinkle for a moment before her face relaxed once more.
"I never imposed my ideals of what I would do. Do not judge my sentiments preemptively or you may find yourself lacking context in the end."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:43 pm
"Ooh. Such big words and eloquent speech." He sneered.
"...We'll see in the end, I suppose, whether you help or harm. But I'll tell you right now...confusing him...is only going to push him farther."
One hand was sliding backward slowly - towards his back pocket.
"I don't recommend it."
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SW - Edge of Disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:46 pm
"Hrmph. Rest assured my ideals are not meant to confuse him. How unfortunate it was for you to interupt." her gaze was more irritate looking now.
What was this man up to?"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:49 pm
"...Oh, now I'm an interruption. Just like you are becoming an interference."
He pushed his hand down into his pocket, retrieving something small - a bottle which he concealed in his palm, still behind his back.
"Leave well enough alone, Nimue...otherwise, you might get into some trouble."
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SW - Edge of Disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:54 pm
"I would say the same to you, dear Scarecrow. However I will, sadly, alleviate the idea of common threats." Her eyes moved down to the bottle in his hand. Her eyebroq piqued as her glance flitted back to his own.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 2:09 pm
"Threats? Sure. COMMON...I think not."
Gleefully, he brought his hand around front, throwing the bottle to smash at Nimue's feet. A sickly vapor started to form, the consensed gas in the bottle released.
Laughing, Scarecrow reached into the inner pocket on his jacket, pulling his mask over his head.
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SW - Edge of Disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 2:19 pm
"Wha... oh!" she watched the bottle smash on the ground, bits of glass flying everywhere...
Then there it was... this awful, sickly looking gas. What on earth... this just could not be good.
Quickly she floated up, muttering something that sounded similar to Latin, but not quite. In a very quick instance a surge of water sprung from the kitchen sink and flooded over the gas, locking it into the water itself.
Her eyes flickered something, something not usual for her. Her head snapped back towards this strange creature of a man. The mask... Scarecrow...
The mask much like the scarecrow in the gardens...
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:05 pm
And Scarecrow merely laughed at her, tightening the noose around his throat. He watched the water flood the ground with gleaming blue eyes, amusement apparent.
"...Very good, very good. I'll have to remember you can do that next time...."
The stitched smile was horrible and twisted.
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SW - Edge of Disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:07 pm
"Yes, you must." the flow of the water suddenly switched directions, moving in his direction. Furrowing her brow, a wave of nauseau hit her.
No matter what action and recourse would be made, somehow... this would not end well.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:44 pm
"What the-?"
As the water came towards him, Scarecrow braced himself, putting his arms up in front of him. The blast shoved at him, sending him skidding back a bit. It took some effort to keep his thin form from getting thrown off-balance.
His mind raced, seeking the best way to retaliate. Water...she could use water...so liquid toxin wouldn't work.
Perhaps putting it straight into the air would fare better....
...Or better yet....
Water based.
Now THERE'S an idea....
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SW - Edge of Disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:49 pm
The water quickly died down as Nimue's hand sliced through the air. Stop.
Floating forwards, the daughter of Oberon frowned. Something in the pit of her stomach told her to kill the man. Kill him and be done with it all.
But the rational part spoke that he was still needed for some other purpose, and that the life behind the mask was not something to throw away without testing alternative means.
"..."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:58 pm
...Laughing a bit, he dropped his arms slowly, blood soaking through his sleeves. The water pressure had badgered some wounds open again.
"...Oh, why are you stopping? Things were just starting to get fun, Nimue...."
It was apparent by now - Scarecrow didn't much care what happened to him. He just...wasn't afraid.
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SW - Edge of Disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:05 pm
"..." still frowning Nimue moved closer again. Quickly she reached down and caught up his arm, looking at the blood seeping through to the cloth.
"That needs to be tended to..." she mumbled. "Regardless. You don't exist without this body and it's not much good to you damaged."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:09 pm
"...I exist as long as Jonathan does...and whatever you might say...I can't believe you would throw him away to get rid of me."
He stared at her from behind the mask, dripping water onto the floor.
"...You would be crueller than I am if you would sacrifice him...but if you must care about such menial little nicks as these...I don't think you could."
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SW - Edge of Disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:14 pm
"Yet again, you're making assumptions on what I said." her frown deepened.
She reached down where she had put the kit from earlier. Yanking out a bit of wrap, she pushed the sleeve of the jacket up and wrapped around the wound.
"Menial does not alude to bleeding out." she murmered agitatedly. Currently, she simply wished he would go away.
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