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 Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:02 pm
"You have given the wrong answer."
Chthunk
The woman fell to the ground, her legs limp as she tried to drag herself away by her arms.
The flickering movement again, and a child was where the woman had been.
"To whom did you give the battery?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:06 pm
"What the ******** did you just do?!" Joe roared.
Wind! Go! Don't let him win, no matter what!
The air in the cabin whirled for a moment, then left the Acolyte's lungs. Wind danced playfully around his head, not going near enough to allow him to breathe.
Joe, in the meantime, lobbed a ball of healing energy at the woman, in the hopes of doing some good, and flitted forward, aiming a punch over the child's shoulder for the Acolyte.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:10 pm
The Acolyte threw the child at Joe and was suddenly at the opposite of the plane. He took a deep breath and twisted part of his mechanism.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:25 pm
Joe caught the child, set it down, and took off after the Acolyte, all in less than two seconds.
As he flitted down the plane, he thought his plan through.
Wind! You lost, my friend! It shuffled, embarassed.
It's OK. I have a new plan. Instead of just taking the air away from around him, I want you to take all of the air in the plane and give it to the people that aren't him. Got it? It nodded happily and did just that.
In the meantime, Joe locked on to the Acolyte and barrelled straight at him, swinging a vicious punch for his gut.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:28 pm
The Acolyte simply held his... thing... in the way and fired, moving with the fist as it traveled forward. Joe felt a concussive force travel through his knuckles and up the bones, cracking everything up to the elbow.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:36 pm
Joe gritted his teeth and took the chance to make his attack.
He used his shattered arm to shove the nozzle out of the way, then began pumping energy into it to heal it. In the meantime, he used his momentum to spin into a shoulder slam, aiming to slam the Acolyte into the wall.
The air was now gone.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:38 pm
The acolyte was already across the plane from Joe by the time he had moved to shove the nozzle aside.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:43 pm
"s**t, and I thought I was fast," Joe grunted as he used his left hand to snap his right wrist into place. The healing energy filled the cracks quickly, like resin. In a few more seconds, Joe would be good to go.
"We need to set up a trap," he said to the four different entities that were listening. "Anyone have ideas?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:44 pm
The Acolyte grinned and waved. In a flash of motion, he was gone.
Seconds later, the plane bucked violently.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 6:46 am
"Just what the hell is going on here!" Joe cried in exasperation as he ran for the front of the plane. If the Acolyte had hurt the pilots, then they were OK. If he had hurt the plane...
Well, Joe was always good at figuring things out on the fly.
((Gwaaahh! Another horrible pun!))
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 4:22 pm
The pilots appeared to be okay, but panicked.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 4:32 pm
"What's happened?" Joe asked urgently. He sincerely hoped that the plane was OK.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 4:47 pm
"Something happened to one of the engines!" the copilot cried out, frantically checking over various displays that had little meaning to Joe.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 5:17 pm
Joe groaned. "Of course."
He sank into mental conference. What can we do here? Fists, have you ever fought Sages before? Djinn, sir, I know you have. What can I do to beat him? He's a rookie, like me, from what I can tell.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 5:24 pm
Jacob had no effing clue what was going on. One minute they were flying contently and the next some guy with a hose was attacking them.
This was most definitely not good.
What to do, what to do? he though to himself, finding Joe in the cockpit just in time to hear that something had happened to an engine, "Well, great." he muttered.
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