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 Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 10:27 pm
Noel smiled at the sweet scene unfolding before him. To him, everyone deserved happiness, especially those who could not help what they have done. A gentle hand reached out to rest on Haveni's shoulder. Instead od floating, he moved to stand beside her, his hand open toward Noctis.
Look, even though he had been cursed by the incident, he still cares for you. If he can break through and still see you for who you really are, and forgive you, nontheless, you should forgive yourself and right what is wrong, Not simply berate yourself.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 10:44 pm
Just as she could feel the wispy fingers of the misty one on her shoulder, a loud sound and feeling soared past her. Several of her long, white hairs fell to the ground, the bullet smoking into he building behind her. Her eyes were wide, staring at Noctis.
Realizing that he had shot at her after such words he had spoke before, her face contorted from surprised to anguished. He had tried to kill her. He yelled now, but she couldn't understand anymore, the sudden realization of that hitting her harder than anything. Noctis had tried to kill her.
"I told you, nobody would choose a creature like you to love. They kill creatures like you. That's why we are here, now." ruin's voice in her thoughts again. "But I need you, I love you. We won't be alone anymore if we're together..."
Haveni crawled backwards away from Noctis and Noel. She stood shakily, looking quickly around at the destruction that was her fault, wincing as she heard crashes from the fight beyond her. A small whimper escaped her throat as her eyes fell bck to Noctis, struggling with himself.
Her grievous expression was still there, mingled slightly with a determined anger. I'm not a sword..I'm not an object. She couldn't say it.
A whirl and flash of white, and she had ran from the scene, not an easy task at first, but it was surprising how fast she disappeared from sight.
Ruin will...ruin would at least....need me, and love me. Her heart tore to pieces the farther she ran. She wanted to stay with Noctis, and with Aeos and Rosel and Seir. Even knowing they had used her, and would betray her. Perhaps did betray her.
(No following haveni, please xD she'll show up later)
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 10:48 pm
One minute she was standing trying to make conversation with Ramial, the next she felt herself grabbed by her arm and jerked by the phyri from earlier. The motion ran her blood to her head, making her dizzy somewhat as she staggered. Kiru stood next to next to her, having moved where she had been pulled to. From the corner of eye, she could make out a stretch of lightning that had appeared to be heading straight for them. She could see Azra'iel as he raised his swords, remembering what she had heard just moments ago. "As for the young ones...I will protect them, if i can, if they remain." Those words rang in her head for a brief moment, only to find herself quickly 'waking up' and looking towards a new voice. She looked over as she recognized the creature.
Rylia blinked as the creature mentioned something about a festival. She hadn't caught it all, nor was she fully paying attention. Her mind had drifted. Drifted back to just a month before when she had first seen this kind of creature. It had been with that blue lady who talked of so many being weak and...something about a dragon-born if she remembered correctly? She was never good at remembering details for some reason, despite being just a child in a world where there was so many constellations. She shook her head and then turned to Ramial. He had given her his name and she hadn't responded immediately, being one to easily be distracted. She blinked as she tapped her necklace twice and then looked down at Kiru who was also unharmed before looking back up to Ramial once again. She was able to finally respond and ask him "a bad what" but the moment she opened her mouth, something happened.
It was strange, she hadn't done anything wrong...anything. She had only been standing there as the battles around her ensued. She was very much in the center of it all, and a stray attack may have accidently flew off in her direction as well as Kiru's, Azra'iel and Ramial, but there was no reason. No reason for this to happen, or was it? One minute, she had been comfortably standing within a group that had actually acknowledged her and the next she was glancing towards the dark sky , dark energy in the shape of a strange creature diving down from the sky and towards her. She had not time to make out the creature the energy had been in the shape of or even to blink before it collided with her being. It was strange to be filled with energy as dark as her being and element, but the strange un-painful feeling didn't last before her body suddenly felt heavy.
A hand slowly moved to her head as she gritted her teeth, her mouth opening somewhat as hard breaths escaped her. She moved down slowly, before falling, plopping right onto her knees, a hand still at her head, the other on the ground to help keep herself up. A yell, or perhaps a painful scream came from her small body as the hand on her head tightened, her fingers digging into the skin of her head. Her hand on the ground pressed against the ground, hard before the yelling came to an abrupt stop. She remained in that spot, unmoving for a few seconds before she lip her lip and shot her head sideways slowly, closing her eyes shut. Her fingers, still digging into the flesh on her head and the ground her other hand rested in. Red ran down her lip from biting so hard, but it didn't matter as her eyes shot open. Her mind flashed before her, a dark and black abyss before her. She had no real attachments, real friends, or family, merely acquaintances who's faces she dully remembered unless she saw them. The only things she could even probably remember were names, but the names did not matter.
She envisioned herself, surrounded by nothing but herself the blank, black area around her. For a moment, she faintly saw a small figure, but the faint image had bursted and shattered into unseeable pieces. Realization struck her as her eyes flashed open in a fraction of a second, widening as she looked up. Her mind was flashing, what she saw in front of her flashed as she raised her head to see what was going on. From the area before her, to a blank, black setting, a black and abyss, it flashed between those two in mere milli-seconds of one another before it stopped at the black and empty vision, someone standing there, but see through, a smirk on her face as everything suddenly seemed to shatter like a mirror into tiny fragments that landed before her. Shattered. She had been shattered. It wouldn't do. No. It wouldn't.
The pain. It was unbearable. The feeling of her mind being shattered was far too much. Too much. For someone such as herself to bare, it could have been death for all she knew. Nothing had prepared her for something like this. Nothing. She grit her teeth as her hands tightened and then relaxed. No. This wasn't the way to go about it. Hurting herself, staying in this pain. She hadn't done anything. The people all around her. It was their fault it had come to this. They did this...to that candle-maker and in turn...this happened. This...pain. But despite that, despite the pain and the fact it was that groups fault. It didn't matter, a strange feeling overcoming her. Why the hell should she care who's fault it was? What mattered is that everyone else who hadn't felt the pain she had would have to feel some sort of pain, physically. Slowly, she stood up in that place she had been kneeling at and turned towards Ramial. "I think...its a rather perfect time..." she whispered, her eyes half open, a smile on her face as she moved her hands as if she was holding onto the string of a bow as it materialized from a dark fog(darkness) surrounding her. Her smile widened as she let go of the make-shift string, an arrow make from the same darkness she drew from, but condensed...and now fired.
(( Interacting with: Ramial
Watching/Observing: Azra'iel, Kurios, Dashiell
Hope this post is okay x.x ))
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 11:26 pm
“Festival of death?”
Kurios was about to respond to the strange light constellation, Az’riel, before the darkness from Haveni leapt at the little
shadow girl. He blinked, leaping back a little; the Espion quite uncertain as to what he had to do. The darkness seemed
sickly and evil, very much something he didn’t want to have much to do with. However, he could tell it was unbalancing
the peace.
So sad, really… especially when the little shadow girl managed to form a bow and shot a bolt at the red twilif.
Now children were attacking children…!
Clawing the ground with his feet like a tempered beast, Kurios wagged a tail lightly and made no move to protect Ramiel.
He squinted gray eyes, and figured it didn’t look like it was going to hit anywhere vital. The espion had always thought the
lion’s way of pushing their cubs off cliffs was an interesting and good concept. They would learn from it, more quickly than
if lectures were told of the same thing. Still, he raised one of his golden hooves and sent it towards Rylia’s shadow bow.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 12:17 am
All the boy could do was stare at his hand in shock as a blur of dark fur moved past him to
try and disarm Rylia. An arrow made of an inky blackness went straight through his hand.
At such close range, all Ramial managed to do was hold up his hands as though that might stop
the girl... or the bolt... ok, he didn't know what was going on, so duck and covered had seemed the
best option at the time. First, the girl tries to make nice in the middle of a battlefield...
THEN she goes berserk and shoots at him at point blank range! His exhausted mind just
couldn't process any of this! WHY was she shooting her stupid bow at him?!
What was WRONG with her?
The delayed reaction of his nerves kicked in and he let out a strangled gasp as it felt like
the fire he'd been trapped in before had concentrated on attacking the palm of his left hand.
Logic said the projectile should have pierced right through and continued to his shoulder,but the
darkness felt... malicious. Like the creator thought of nothing but causing as much pain as possible.
Eyes wide with fear rose to meet the half-lidded eyed of his attacker and
Ramial stumbled back, falling on his rear at the light Constellation's feet.
Azra'iel spun quickly, fully ready to confront Rylia but it seemed that Kurios was ready
and willing to do so. Turning his regard instead to the shocked twilif boy, the Constellation dispersed
the bolt of solidified darkness from his hand with some difficulty. He'd forgotten the curse could
and frequently did make those suffering from it stronger. Lifting the boy rather carelessly by the arm
he dangled him before Dashiell. Raising a brow at the red phryi, he offered the child.
"If you still wish to help them, I'd say getting him out of here would be a good start. I will stay
and try to snap the other out of her berserk state."
Looking back at the twilif, his eyes softened just the slightest bit.
"Boy, can you keep yourself seated should this phryi care to give you a
lift out of this mess?"
At the boy's nod, the Constellation looked back at the phryi to see if he had reached any sort of decision.
Once AGAIN stuck, dangling by his very sore arm, Ramial found himself nodding at the Constellation's
question and then being thrust at the phyri. Maybe if the phyri would help, he could find Meowth
and perhaps they could go... somewhere and escape the berserk creatures around the beach!
Looking mournfully above, he could see the few remaining charred timbers of his workplace
and home and hoped the day... night... whatever didn't get any worse!
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 12:34 am
“You seem to forget why it is that you follow me, Aeos,” Seir murmured, tones cold. They were half-brothers,
bound by blood of royalty. He sneered, blue blood rolling from his temples from the collision of their heads. The
dark constellation was much more used to fighting than Aeos had been and could deal with the dizziness as
though it were not there; he’d never allowed himself to fall into any period softness and peace. Even ten times
powerful, Aeos was amazingly easy to beat while he was angry because he never thought. It was one of the
reasons why Seir could not forgive Aeos when he could dismiss his anger as passing annoyance for anyone else.
Ice bit at his fingers, making it ache. Seir dropped Aeos’ leg, stealing a faint amount of powers before he clenched
the same hand to beat the ice constellation to a pulp for his disobedience.
The first punch had hit, but Aeos grew smarter with the next attack. He grabbed one of his swords, unsheathed it in
the same motion he slashed Seir in. Blood coated the sword, as it tore through fabric and flesh. He smiled
neutrally, feeling neither pleasure nor satisfaction. It was a fairly thin wound, as it was a thin sword, but it was also
rather shallow. Nonetheless, blood poured out profusely. Aeos merely wanted Seir dead, simple as that. Of course,
his sibling would never make it that easy for him. People set to die rarely did.
Claws digits shot towards him and he lifted the back of his blade to push it away. He was lucky that Seir’s other
arm was broken, because he could remember a time when his half-brother was alarmingly more versatile. The ice
constellation had little time to think about it before feet swept his side. Aeos tossed a shield up, watched it crack
and slash down at the leg in order to cut it off with his sword.
Only to have Seir slam a fist to the side of the icy male’s jaw and throw Aeos off balance. Each touch, he stole a
little more of the sickeningly dark power. Seir sneered a little, finishing the blow with a knee in the gut. He grabbed
his younger brother’s neck and whispered softly. “You really forgot our agreement. Your voice for your kingdom…
your life for your servitude.” He grabbed Aeos tightly by the neck, raising him up to his level.
“Temper, temper,” he murmured as Aeos growled, and tossed the icy male towards ground towards Noctis and
chuckled darkly as the two cursed beings crashed. His gaze shifted to watch Haveni run away, amused, but at the
same time, pleased. She could not escape the chaos she’d caused, Seir knew, even if she ran to Ruin. “An idiotic
soap opera we have,” the thief murmured. “It’s about time to wrap it up.”
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 12:54 am
"Only if your forced..is a better way to stay out of things then to get into them my formidable looking friend." The world was burning down around their ears it seemed, fire erupting from so many buildings now, yelling and screaming from those who managed to escape, others whose homes collapsed down upon them. Death and fire...and at the ocean ice...he'd never seen the ocean such a powerful force of nature ice over and still like that.
A strange dark cat like creature apparently kurios with a rough voice, the sudden darkness that had come from no where and surged through the small twilif female, this rylia whom he'd barely had a chance to meet. "Getting him out of here would be a perfect start" dashiell nodded cautiously, he didn't wish to hurt the little female, and yet..had she just tried to kill her friend? It made no sense! Unless she'd gone mad like the others, maybe it was some disease, a plague and not simply a fight gone wrong.
Dashiell eagerly took the boy onto his back, more then glad to get him out of this suddenly odd situation. "Dashiell at your service, no worries little one I doubt I'll let you fall off" he smiled at ramial, he wondered if there was anyone the boy wanted to see..family or friend..anyone else who needed dragging out of this mess.
Giving Az'riel a slightly pleading look, hoping that they wouldn't allow the little female, no matter how confused to be killed. "No festival is this of any kind, death or life..its all just chaos"
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Little alberon had grown tired of waiting and had instead decided to go looking..at least that'd been his original decision, starting to drag the little pack and parcels, realizing he was too small and they were to heavy and he certainly wasn't about to leave them here! He was forced to sit and huff, saddened by his own lack of strength...
Attempting to entertain himself by blowing tiny pink bubbles. His daddy was fire rough things tempered by his mothers gentleness, his mother was akin to water and love, and even though he was the middle child he'd never shown much powers floating in either direction. No healing hands, no fire, no water swirly soup spilling ability's..Just the stupid sparkly pink bubbles. The bubbles always made him feel good though, a bit like taking a warm bath, or laying out in the sun..or putting on a bandaid or blanket..Not ripping it off no, bandaids hurted reall bad when you ripped em off.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 11:24 am
A flurry of blue moved over Seir and Aeos. It was Eisha, winged with her spectral aura. Her gaze fell on the impertinent duo. That frigid one was in a state of half-curse, much like the dark-haired one, Noctis, had been momentarily.
She frowned as her gaze lowered to the struggling gunner. She sighed and shook her head as she watched what had unfolded between he and Haveni. She couldn't quite tell herself if he had been serious, saying he wished she was his lover. Perhaps it was a ploy, or a slip of the tongue. From what she understood, he was indeed womanizing. Perhaps he only meant it that he wanted a sample, 'try her out', like many other women. She just didn't know.
But she did know Haveni must have felt that horror in her own heart, when she fled. If one thing could have saved her, it would have been love. Eisha couldn't help but feel..perhaps now, it was too late. Or was it?
Coming out of her thoughts, she darted towards Rosel, her wings vanishing as her lance materialized. She aimed it directly at Loki. In old Norse, she spoke to him. "Stay your rage, fallen one, or face my wrath."
Less concerned now for the battle between good and evil, she spoke to Rosel, without taking her eyes from Loki. It mattered not, sides, when chaos was everywhere. "Do what you can for your friends. It looks like that one may need restraints."
She raised her voice so the others not fighting could hear. "Should your brethren fall or be felled, take them to safety, or detain them if necessary!"
Her greaves clanked against the stone road as she marched towards Loki, her lance carried slightly behind her, her eyes affixed to him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 12:20 pm
She had fired. Fired point blank at the twilef she had just introduced and helped just seconds...minutes before. At such close range, she was sure the shot would hit, a small smile on her face and the feeling of satisfaction she would have to watch this twilef fall to the ground in front of her. It didn't matter, nothing did anymore. nothing. She would watch every minute of it, and enjoy whatever sense of pain the young twilef would show to her in whatever form. However. She wasn't able to do just that, her eyes quickly narrowing as she saw the black creature, Kurios, approach her, lifting one of his hooves and moving it in the direction of the bow she held. She merely stood there, not afraid or intimidated by this action in any way. Rather, she let it happen.
Rylia stood there as the hoof came down and seemingly knocked the bow right out of her hands. But instead of being forced out of her hands and to the ground under the creatures hoof, it dissipated into the air. Had it been a weapon crafted by solid hands and materials, that might indeed had happened, but that wasn't the case. The matter with the black creature phased her none, a single glare towards him before she turned back towards the twilef and the light constellation. Azra'iel had snatched the twilef up by the arm after dispersing her arrow. Her eyes narrowed. He wasn't about to get away, not that easy anyway. Her eyes moved towards the phyri who she figured was going to try and get him out of there and away from her. Her target had priority, but a nuisance, the phyri, would only prove to draw it out longer then it need be if not taken out first.
She wasn't a constellation, but that didn't matter. Size, strength, none of it really mattered at this point. What did was what she was doing all of this for. Around her, more of the seemingly dark fog arose as she held out her hand. Kurios had attempted to knock that makeshift bow out of her hands which proved to be pointless. Azra'iel had helped the twilef onto this phyri's back and this phyri, was getting ready to escape. She held her hands up as the darkness surrounding her body pulled up right in front of her hands, her arms stretched out. A small smile appeared on her face again as a ball of the same darkness that crafted that arrow formed in front of her. Catch..." she whispered as she fired the ball of dark energy towards the phyri as well as the twilef. It was about half the size of her body and far more powerful then she should have been able to handle, so sending something like it pushed her back some, almost knocking her right off her feet.
(( Interacting with: Ramial, Dashiell, Kurios
Watching: Azra'iel ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 1:04 pm
Noel continued to hover over the buildings.. Disappointed that Haveni Had suddenly vanished, but slightly relieved that she did. This meant no one else could be cursed.
With admiring eyes, He nodded as he heard Eisha shout out commands, as if demanding order. Some one needed to. He Nodded to her, though it was more than likely she did not see.
He dove down to the flooded town, finding those who were screaming for help, those who were injured, and carried them as swiftly as he could from the wreckage, to the temple, where he told everyone He saved to tend to the Injured.
Fulmine was there, nursing Suzette, and he smiled, knowing that as soon as his brother would realize Suzette was alright, he would take command of the makeshift camp.
There were still many who needed help, he couldn't do it alone, and the ones he did help seemed to be traumatized that the peaceful port-side town they had lived in had been destroyed so suddenly. Noel let the people recollect themselves at the temple, healing the most injured, and giving the beings with the most medical knowledge his bag of healing gels, serums, and herbs.
Seeing that everyone seemed to be okay, he headed to the beach, seeing the water begin to recede, and seeked out to find any one he could help anyone.
(To anyone on the beach)
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 2:18 pm
Daskri-Mal hadn't seen it coming when it hit him, couldn't have known what the horrible blackness was, he'd intended to stay out of everything afterall... All he knew was that there was pain..A horrible searing that spread throughout his body, dropping the constellation to his knees. Trembling terribly as he clutched at his stomach, gasping for each harsh breath, that seemed to come slower and slower.
For a moment he thought he was dying, his vision swam red and no matter how hard he blinked it wouldn't clear, shifting into deeper blurry shades as he felt his energy slowly drain away, his power his life, just sucked into the ground beneath his feet. With the draining came the visions, a small noise at first, he swore he was seeing things. Squeaking, chittering, the feel of tiny claws and nipping teeth across his skin..Phantoms of his mind that felt all to real. Squeezing his eyes shut and willing the horrid creatures away, arms leaving his stomach to clutch at his head, as if not seeing anymore would end it. But it didn't, he still felt them, heard them..and when daskri opened his eyes he saw them. Thousands of the little vermin, mice and rats, skulls and tails and beady little eyes, all talking all at once, all swarming across his legs, climbing up his arms. Making that scritching sound as he moved.
In a moment of sheer panic daskri screamed, the bile rose in his throat as he tried to stand and get away, stumbling and landing back on his knees. Head in his hands as the world rolled beneath him, and he felt them squish, was sure he had crushed some of the wretched beasts in his frantic move to escape. Squashed a few of their tiny skulls, broken little tails or paws, and with each movement they continued to squeal ever louder at him. Forced to tremble and huddle and endure the little demons until he could get his bearings, and when he finally did find the strength to stand, he ran. Trying desperately to escape the sudden madness that seemed to have captured his mind, physically flee the illness that was now raging through his body.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 2:25 pm
"No!" Dashiell snarled eyes wide and blazing with a slight fear as rylia attacked him with ramial on his back. He hadnt thought she would move so quickly, nor be so powerful for someone her size. Whatever had infected her had strengthened her though..and maddened her..A yell of surprise and anger fell from his lips as he reared back on his hind legs, he didn't want to play catch with this girl.
Fire blazed from the phyris hands, strong enough to knock slightly off course but not completely destroy the ball of dark engergy the little twilif had launched at him. Far to close to her to evade it dashiell could only wince and stagger back from the hit. Feeling the darkness strike along his right arm, encasing it and leaving it feeling numb and useless, the skin across his shoulder seared as if touched by flames, his flanks whisped by the death ball dragging out a whinny of pain. Dashiell nearly toppled over himself in his attempt to gain distance from the girl. The phyri knowing he wasn't powerful enough to face her, and not willing to risk Ramials life in a fight, attempted to turn tail and run.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 5:36 pm
Surprised by both the speed and viciousness of Rylia's attack, Azra'iel did not have time
to react. Watching the dark orb bounce off the phyri and tumble down the beach, the Constellation
swung around, rapping the phryi across the rear with the flat of his sword and blocking him from
further attack.
"Run, you fool. She cannot understand remorse right now and will glory only in your pain."
Shoving Dashiell from his mind, he focused on the darkness before him. Bracing his legs
in a wide stance, Azra'iel raised his sword, gripping it with two hands.
Kurios had passed right through the girl's bow... he knew not whether his sword would
fend any better. But if nothing else, he should be able to disperse the attacks and get close
enough to try shocking her out of her berserk state. He'd has some luck with other Cursed...
but it never lasted long, they needed constant guard. But the berserkers were easier to deal
with than the plagued, so the girl could count herself lucky.
Apparently, the light Constellation had found himself a ward.
"Alright, little shadow, let's see you try that attack against me."
After being plopped on the phryi's back, Ramial had barely gotten a good seat when Rylia attacked.
Clinging tightly as Dashiell tried to conjure fire to fend off the darkness, the twilif managed
to pull his leg out of the way of the attack, but cringed as the phryi squealed out a pained whinny.
The light Constellation didn't help the situation any when he rapped poor Dashiell on the rump with his sword...
really, the poor guy didn't seem to need any encouragement to escape. Ramial missed the words
that were exchanged, but the Constellation sounded bored as he turned to face the berserk girl.
I think... I feel bad for Rylia.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 6:12 pm
It had connected. The attack, her attack had actually connected with her intended target as her smiled widened. The phyri had been too slow. Much too slow. For she wasn't going to give anyone any time to talk, think, strategize, or even get all packed and ready to leave. Had they expected her to simply stand there and watched as they loaded the small twilef onto the Phyri's back and started the long run off? Is that what they had planned on? Foolish. The phyri's cries, yells from the pain she had inflicted with her attack only made her want to continue. It urged her. Pleased her. But it wasn't going to stop there. Oh No. It was far from being over whether it resulted in death or not.
The phyri had seemed to gain some control and seemed to be getting ready to bound off, but she was already ahead of them, gathering the energy she'd need for another only to watch as the light constellation from before stood in her path. He was blocking her from getting to them. He was blocking her from attacking her deemed targets. Her targets. Her eyes narrowed to slits, an unpleasant look on her face as she watched the light constellation, the phyri getting ready to turn tail and run. Gritting her teeth, she found that she couldn't get past this light constellation. This left her no choice. It was...rather sad she wouldn't get the chance to play with the phyri and twilef anymore, but at least there was still someone to play with her. Holding his sword, that was when the constellation spoke.
"Alright, little shadow, let's see you try that attack against me."
A smile though small, found it's way onto her face as her eyes looked down to his sword. "So...I've used a bow and pure dark energy so far....how about....I try your weapon.." she said holding out her hand as the dark fog below her spilled out and then climbed up to the hand she held out, forming into a sword similar to that of Azra'iel, but different in what it was made out of and its color. Her smile widened as she raised her other hand, some of the darkness beneath her raising up into a small ball. Quickly, she wrapped her hand around it as it condensed into a solid form in her hand. "Catch!" she yelled as she threw it at him, standing where she was for mere seconds before running forward with her crafted weapon getting ready to swing her weapon at him after he were to deal with the small ball of condensed energy first. At least, that's what she thought would happen.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 6:16 pm
Rosel would have gladly incapacitated the moronic gun-toting idiot (Noctis), even without his asking. No, correction. She would have been overjoyed to reduce his worthless body to a pile of smoldering ash. Because he couldn't stay in control of himself, Haveni had disappeared, off into the darkness of the forest before even any do-gooders could follow her with cries of pity and leave a more identifiable trail. Granted, she left a fantastic amount of chaos in her wake, but it was nothing compared to what could have happened if her power had been used more... Rosel's eyes darted to Seir carelessly tossing Aeos at the aforementioned moron.
If it had been used more strategically.
Irritation gripped her as her vision of her opponent was suddenly blocked by a woman in blue. The one who had appeared so dramatically after the fall of the Lost Village, Eisha, if Rosel recalled correctly. She snorted and lowered her head at the woman's words. "Friends?" She spat the word in incredulity. But the woman was already moving toward the horned one (Loki) and doubtless would have ignored her words anyway.
Though the wording was laughable, Rosel did not doubt that their little group needed some attending to. Two, maybe even three, were cursed, and she was still unsteady from the loss of blood. The fire along her back had dulled, so that was a blessing in itself, but it didn't change the fact that they were in no position to be sticking around. Without accounting for Haveni's only occasionally true prophesies that they all would try to kill her, the four of them that remained now faced the very real danger of being attacked by not only the milling crowd of do-gooders, but the few recently Cursed in their midst.
Taking a wide berth around Eisha and her former fire opponent, Rosel walked in halting steps toward the pile of Noctis and Aeos. Lightning danced up over her shoulders, and she allowed a sliver of it to lance out at Noctis's hand sticking out from under Aeos, still clutching his gun, worthless, troublemaking thing that it was.
Restraints. The idiot needed a body bag.
((Observing: Haveni, Seir, Aeos, Eisha, Loki
Interacting: Noctis))
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