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 Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 3:31 pm
Storm had produced an orange and was sharing it with her husband. Slaughters always had made her snackish and the years hadn't changed that. She ducked as a particularly large piece of debris was flying towards them.
John held up his hands about a third of a meter apart, fingers wide. He brought them together quickly, clapping. The jagged metal followed the hands' example to a tee (so to speak) and collasped in on itself until it was a perfect, iron alloy ball, about sixteen centimeters wide.
The ball came to an abrupt ending of it's flight a meter away from their feet. Storm straightened, feeling just a touch foolish. Johnathon tapped the tip of her nose cutely.
"Scared, Alauniira? Didn't I say I wouldn't let anything hurt you?"
"Yes well, I didn't think that include large and flaming pieces of metal and I thought prudence was neccisary in this situation."
He graced her with one of his rare smiles.
"It does, love. It does."
The smile faded to a frown as he studied the sky.
"There's still a full wing and a half flying. And what the hell is the shadow dragon doing. Is it...eating the Warthogs?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 6:36 pm
Kibo looked up curiously.
Kibo: By god, those are Warthogs! What ugly-a** planes! Damn effective, but ugly as sin!
He grinned, severing several tails from the planes' bodies with a simple flick of his wrist.
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 6:51 pm
The two agents held up their swords, as more began to advance behind Auron. Several loaded shotguns, and aimed at the intruders from the upper decks.
Michael ran below decks, more agents at his side.
"Prepare an evac for ME!"
Agent 1: "Yes, sir."
The agent detached from the group.
"And you, go bring my name sake to the launch pad."
Agent 2: "As you wish."
He detached as well.
Meanwhile, Agent richards entered the room of the Botch children. As soon as he entered, he became calm and gentle.
Agent Richards: "Hello, children. My name is Agent Richard, are you having fun?"
He walked calmly to the center of the room.
"If you will come with me, I will escourt you to the upper decks, where a private boat is waiting for you. We are to rendezvous with your parents on a private beach. Shall we get going?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 7:32 pm
"you had better put those down, guns tend to backfire in certain situations" auron says, snapping his fingers as the guns explode on the agents "just let me go, your so-called employer is just toying with you, he cowers in fear while throwing you out to be slain" auron says, his sword wrapping around one of the agents throats and constricting, cutting off the blood flow till he was unconscious, then releasing him "the coward, he should stick around and finish what he started, but I guess a man like him prefers to keep his hands clean" he says, teleporting in front of the remaining agent blocking his way "please, just let this old man through"
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 2:58 pm
The agent looked Auron in the eye as his fist slammed into his stomache, sending the "old man" flying backwards. After Auron landed on the deck, more agents surrounded him. One, seemingly the Agent in charge, stepped forward.
Agent Smith: "Mr. Auron, you don't seem to get it, do you? Had you not assaulted my men, we might have had some reason to believe you were an old man. That little act proved to be no more than an act, from that moment on."
He began to unbutton his sleeves, and roll them up his arms. He cast his jacket aside, removing his earpiece as well.
Agent Smith: "However, I am a man of sport... a man of equal opportunity, so I will take you one on one..."
He sighed.
Agent Smith: "However, you must agree to even the odds a little. After all, I'm giving you a chance, aren't I?"
The Agents came closer, forming a circle around Auron and their officer. Two more Agents approached Aubry.
Agent 1: "If you are willing to not interfere, then you will be permitted to watch."
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 3:06 pm
[-Fan girl squeal-
You've been watching The Matrix, havn't you?! Wee!]
Storm winced in apprehention as Kibo's victim's planes spiraled out of control, crashing into balls of fire and shrapnel.
"Know I know that had to hurt...why must you be so cruel, Kibo?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 4:07 pm
((I watched the second movie before the first. I was so very confused. xd ))
Kibo pointed upward towards the numerous parachuted men who had been ejected by the demons, as Kibo had commanded.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 4:17 pm
[Second was crap. Third was alright. One was totally kick awsome.]
John followed the line of Kibo's finger. He snorted.
"You'd only say that if you hadn't ejected from a jet before."
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 4:59 pm
Kibo: I didn't say anything, my dear friend John.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 5:25 pm
((all three were kick a**, but the second one was weird))
"very well then, guess it's time to shed this charade" auron says, teleporting his cane into his hands and replacing the handle "let's see how good Michael's lackeys are" he says, cracking his knuckles as his appearance changes to that of a twenty year old and his coat disappears "care to take the first strike?" he says, chuckling as he teleports his cane away and flexes his fingers
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 5:37 pm
(I was wondering when you would all pick up on the Agent references -_- took you long enough)
Agent Smith cracked his neck, and settled into a defensive stance.
Agent Smith: "I shall pass the honors to you, Mr. Auron."
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 5:50 pm
"heheh, you just made a big mistake" auron says, punching forward and sliding full on into smith, his fist digging deep into smiths ribcage "told you you made a mistake" he says, throwing a rapid series of punches followed by a headbut to smiths face
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 6:48 pm
Smith spiraled backwards, crashing through the glass window. A second later, Smith was right behind Auron, his fist slamming into the side of his opponent's face.
"Come now, Mr. Auron, I don't make mistakes."
Smith laughed, seemingly unharmed.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 8:44 pm
auron takes the hit and stands firmly in place "first time for everything" auron says, smiling as he whirls around, a loud clang sounding with every hit he lands on Smith "whoops, forgot to mention, my fists are filled with shrapnel" he says, stopping his spin and chuckling "stuff happens when you fight in two world wars as a pilot"
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 4:35 pm
Smith flies backwards, crashing into the wall. he stands up, blood dripping down his arm. The Agent let out a laugh as the scratched on his face dissapeared.
"Come now, Mr. Auron, it should come of no surprise that I have a few tricks up my sleeves."
He cracked his neck, as he looked as good as new.
"I am one of the elite agents selected to be apart of a revolutionary new progam. You see, Mr. Auron, at the suggestion of Mr. Richmond, 21 agents were chosen, and trained as mancers."
He ran forward, landing a crushing blow to Auron's jaw, and sending him into the air.
"Biomancy became my forte."
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