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 Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2004 12:30 am
:::She watches as her precious locket is being destroyed, a tear of pitty falls down her cheak:::
Then I am sorry for you Seraphim.... go and destroy the locket.
:::She moved to her knees:::
you obviously don't understand friendship...if you think that thing means anything. It is the friendship behind it that matters...and if you knew anything...you'd know that even you cannot destroy that.
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2004 12:45 am
*The Seraphim's face grows dark red in rage and he hisses*
In time, you WILL sssssee that your friendssship is all bassssed on a lie. You will NOT be fooled forever.... I jusst hope that you don't find out too late to sssave yoursssself and everyone elsssse!
*So quick that one could think that it had been imagined, The Seraphim's tongue flicks out.... his forked tongue. A rattling sound can be heard as he darts forth, landing a punch directly on Cora's chin so powerful that she is unconcious when she hits the floor, back inside The Brink of Time. In her mind, before everything goes blank, she hears his voice. "Assssssk the traitor Mjolnir. If you think that your sssso called friensssship issss true, then find out for yoursssself. Prove it to be sssso, or doubt will cloud your mind forever. Prove that you are right... or that you are ssssstupid." Cora's pendant drops on her chest as she lay on the floor with a dislocated jaw. Tavin's words on the back marred by two long gashes across its face. Not marks like a tool or a claw, but like fangs*
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 8:29 pm
*Luke appears. He's doing nothing spectacular. Just walking home from practice... He's looking rather silly again. He has a lacrosse stick slung over his shoulder. He's wearing his sweats and lacrosse gear underneath his winter jacket, scarf, gloves, and winter hat....*
*Cora's medicine has basically taken care of his cold, but he's still got a touch of the virus. He sniffs back...*
*The lacrosse stick disappears from his hands. When everything went completely silent, Luke got that familiar feeling. He'd brinked once more....*
*He lifted his eyes.*
*He steps back, as if someone's given him a sudden shove backwards.*
*The space around him is completely, utterly empty.*
*Luke spares a second to shock, but that's all he spares. He swung himself in all directions, so quickly that for a second he almost topples over. His fists are ready, and his muscles are rigid.... He is confused beyond belief....*
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 8:32 pm
Don't be stupid, Lucas Odysseus Blaize. Quit freaking out and have a seat.
*The Seraphim is seated just in the distance, an empty chair about five feet away from him*
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 8:37 pm
*Luke doesn't move. He just frowns. He registers that the guy before him used his full name - which was ******** weird - but currently, that's the least of his worries.*
*He's no longer startled. Now, he's just pissed off. He sends the guy a look to convey that he is dangerously unamused.*
Who the <********> are you?
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 8:40 pm
*The Seraphim smiles*
I'm The Seraphim, Luke. Left hand of God. How's your sister, Nora?
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 8:55 pm
*Luke's initial reaction was disbelief. Nora... How could he....*
*Luke glared darkly. If he'd been wearing lacrosse gloves, he'd have thrown them aside, initiating a fight. Instead, he storms forward and stops to a halt, looming above his new friend ominously at his height of 6'2". It's apparent that 'The Seraphim' has a death wish.*
The Seraphim, huh? ... Mention her again in here, and see what happens.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:00 pm
*The Seraphim stands up and lays his index finger gently on Luke's chest. Pushing, he sends Luke flying four feet, hitting the ground and rolling until he can stop himself*
Don't start with me, child. You don't have a single hope in all reality to take ME on. I need information from you, and I need YOU to realize something. So I suggest that you get up, come over here, sit down, and listen to what I have to say, before I slowly break every bone in your body.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:07 pm
*Luke rolls backwards, landing hard on his tailbone. WHAT THE ********> *
*Any sane person would have given pause, but when Luke is accosted....sanity leaves him. The Seraphim took him from wherever he was headed.... He mentioned Nora with that smug ******** attitude... This ******** was gonna taste rage. With a stubborn growl, Luke rises. His eyes fall to slits, and his body goes firm with anger. He's headed towards Seraphim in an instant, fists at the ready.*
*rasps in a whisper* Alright, you ignorant ********... Think you can ******** with me....
*He sends two strong fists, one after the other, into Seraphim's face.*
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:12 pm
*The Seraphim doesn't even flinch at the hits. Not at the contact, NOR at the crunch as Luke's knuckles break. The Seraphim simply shakes his head*
I'm giving you an opportunity to do this without much pain. But if you MUST do it the other way......
*The Seraphim reaches out, and deftly yanks Luke's right arm out of its socket*
I'd much rather not have to go any further than this.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:22 pm
*At the pain, Luke lets out a howling, bellowing scream that could freeze blood.*
*His arm is out of his socket... His knuckles are broken... He's in shock, complete and utter shock. WHAT THE ********> Inside his mind, he's shrieking. WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK!?!?!?! He hasn't been in this much pain.....He hasn't been in this much pain since.....*
*Luke snaps. His eyes are wild. Red has bled into his vision. For a moment, it's as if he's possessed by a rage not of this Earth. With a screaming, animalistic warcry, he reacts. He takes to his feet with a speed that might have been impressive outside this space. His adrenaline rushes, and he runs forward in a tackle straight for the Seraphim.*
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:29 pm
*The Seraphim shakes his head again and suddenly stands rigid, Luke crashing into him with the same effect as running as hard as you can into a brick wall. Luke is sent sprawling to the ground and The Seraphim is on him in an instant. He throws a forceful punch at Luke's abdomen, but stops short of touching him, the concussive force of the displacement of air alone strong enough to drive into the poor boy, forcing him to vomit and driving him to the very edge of conciousness*
The hard way it is, then.
*The Seraphim got up and looked down at Luke*
Can you still hear me? Can you still understand what I'm saying?
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:35 pm
*Luke's breath is coming out in short, nasty gasps and moans, echoing in the emptiness of the room. His entire body is shaking and quivering from the trauma....*
*He can still hear the Seraphim. His face is scrunched in some of the worst pain he has endured in his life... He feels as though his entire body is broken.... He feels just like...*
*Luke is out of it, immensely out of it, barely teetering on the edge of consciousness...*
*He is still trying to kick the Seraphim...* *His attempts are pathetic. His legs are actually barely moving...*
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:44 pm
Well, I'll take that as a yes. Anyway...
*The Seraphim wipes off his jacket a bit, and walks around, crouching, to look Luke in the eyes.. or attempt to*
..... Tavin is leading you all into a trap. You should really know that he plans on using every person in The Brink of Time to keep me from getting it back from him. And if you don't die in the process... You most certainly will be killed afterwards. He doesn't possess pity or love. He's a heartless killer, and each and every one of you is being duped. You have two options. You can side with him and be killed, or you can aid me in bringing him down- in which case, you will be sent back to your own time, and will live the rest of your life normally, never having to think of The Brink again. Do you understand, so far?
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:49 pm
*Luke hears it all in a filter, as if listening from under water... But he hears every word.....*
*He doesn't care.... can't.... He has lost the ability....*
*Luke thinks he's going to die. He just about knows it now. And, Luke would rather die than be in captivity.*
*That being said, his response is unsurprising. With quivering lips, still lined with blood, he shudders out the words.*
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