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 Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 2:20 am
Che had heard what he needed to. Sitting back down to face Sebastian, Tai and Will, he hoped that everyone had partners. Luca was an exception, but he'd be dealt with soon enough. Now, it was time to get their little session back on the road. To his right were Kate and Radiant cooing over baby Aiden. Che wanted to face palm at the scene because he'd never seen Radiant display such a softer side. Kate held Aiden, but whether or not she found Aiden cute or anything girly like that the Mastering Owl couldn't tell. Oh well, at least they had something. If they wanted to join the session, they knew who to hand Aiden over to.
"Okay fellows, I think the lot of us have training partners correct? If not, I'll think of something for you." exclaimed Che. Sebastian spoke to the Italian, but he was already in the midst of something when did. The elder Owl looked back at the butler and nodded letting him know that things would begin soon. There was still something special he had to do beforehand. Once things seemed to settle and few began go on ahead, Che, clapped once then held his hands out, his hands flat a parallel to the floor.
"...well now. As you all know, along the way, we've lost many people to this war. Some important to us, some just here to help. Some that was caught in the wrong place at the wrong time and some that didn't need to be in the fight at all." All the while the frizzy haired man spoke, he gave glances to them all. Everyone here had lost someone important to them whether or not they hid it beneath their toughened exterior or let it flow out in a long torrent of tears. now was the time to assess that feeling and let it fuel them to continue. "I know I usually don't do this, I don't ever do this actually....but I'd like to ask for a moment of silence. For Dante, for Armand, for Nathaniel who...should not have harmed anyway...for Felicity or Paine as we knew her, and for Noel, the replacement leader of the Night Owls and the motherly figure to us all."
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 2:53 am
A sudden spark of emotion seemed to radiate from Che as he called for the moment of silence. Lucien tilted his head slightly down closing his eyes for the fallen. After a few moments Lucien opened his eyes and looked up. "Alright there's nothing we can do for the dead, let's work to save the living." He said as he flicked out his wrist, small glimmers of wires could be seen occasionally as the light reflected off of them. Slowly his black carbon negation suit began to form over his body it began as indivicual wires of negation began to spread over his body forming the basis of his suit, the helmet that coincided with it however did not manifest there wasn't much point in it right now. When the suit was finished Lucien gripped his hand into a fist getting the feel for the slightly tight suit. He looked towards Amara, this would be the first time he would be fighting with his new Death Owl powers, with his new body and overall control over negation he wasn't sure how this would play out.
Anderson performed the sign of the cross over his body as he bowed his head for the dead. He listened as each of their names were listed off , images of the ones that he knew passed before his eyes while the moment of silence continued. When it was over Anderson smiled and looked up. "I'll make you proud." He turned to Cecilia smiling as was his usual method. "Alright let's show them what we've got." Anderson reached up grasping his hand around an invisible handle, in a flash of silverish light Dante's former sword appeared in Anderson's hand. It dropped the tip of the long blade resting against the ground, Anderson didn't have the raw strength of Dante and the blade was still massive. He gripped it with both hands raising it, he looked at the blade which had once been the Lanchaster Cross, this sword along with the infernal demon were passed onto him now he had to show that he deserved them.
Phantom stood looking down at the soon to be battlefield. He stared through his mask down at the owls gathered around for the moment of scilence. He found himselv looking down a bit as the names were listed off, even if most of the names listed were people he didn't know he still felt the urge to give them the respect they deserved. When the moment was over Phantom looked up, he held out his hands as a pulse shot from his body releasing his "field" onto the world. As he looked down he started to float in the air. he folded his arms as he looked towards Vincent. "Alright show me what you can do. Don't hold back because none of the Fallen Phoenixs will." He said as he began to think, this area was now his plaything, he planned to take full advantage of it.
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 5:19 am
The Satan Owl took in his surroundings as people attempted to organize themselves, antagonize each other, argue, etc. He raised an eyebrow as Lucien and some others got ready. They better not be fighting in my office. They were obviously still within office range because they wouldn't have been able to hear Che if they weren't.
The devil immediately stalked outside of his office, leaving everyone else inside when Che suggested they all have a moment of peace for those lost in the war. He closed the door behind him. Will had lost people, but they weren't just people that had recently died. Fine. Che was just using this as a tactic to motivate others. The Satan Owl didn't need it. He was just there as support. Will was not the type to break down. He never gave up, and he hadn't broken down before. He wouldn't break down here either. If he did, his student would lose it. Moment of silence for them. Smoking break for me. The blonde lit a cigar and leaned on the wall of the hallway outside his office. Get on with it, assholes. Someone's got to kick their asses into gear.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 2:35 am
Cecilia didn't respond when Che asked who was partnered with who for the training sessions. Apparently the Paper Boy needed to speak with the Heralds and Anderson. About what, the Gravity Herald didn't know. He most likely had something extra special for them to do. Cecilia fell silent as Che asked for a moment of silence for those who had fallen during this war. It touched her heart when he mentioned Nathanial who was but a child when he was killed. He hadn't deserve such a gruesome death. He still had his whole life ahead of him and it was brutally ripped away from him.
Armand had been so full of life and laughter as their resident prankster and most celebrated cook. Dante and Felicity/Paine...Cecilia could not reminisce about for they had been killed before she had met them, but she silently mourned for them just the same. Noel...Noel had done everything she could for them as leader of the Night Owls. She had been like a mother to many. Cecilia wished she could have gotten to know her a little better before she was killed. A lump had formed in Cecilia's throat, but she kept her tears at bay and swallowed the thick lump allowing it to settle in the pit of her stomach. The tears would surely flow forth later behind closed doors as Cecilia rarely allowed herself to cry in public.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 2:51 am
Lucien looked at Che one final time before he left the room. "I'm a little impressed. I never pegged you as the type of person who would honor the dead. It seems that you're still a man of many mysteries." He said as he walked from the room. As he started walking down the hall he caught a glimpse of the Satan Owl Will. For as much time as they were aligned on the same team Lucien never recounted ever having an actual conversation with the man that didn't involve fighting, or the lamenting of society. Was that the fault of the Satan Owl or his own inability to see past his obvious goals? It was a question he would ponder later, right now he had to fight Amara one of the most gifted psions to ever be born, he knew that his mental prowess would be tested more so then his physical one. As he reached into a pocket like compartment on the breastplate of his suit he pulled outt he lighter given to him by Dante. He clicked the metal head open before flicking the light into existance. 'Are words for them really ever going to reach them?' He thought as he stared int othe flame for a moment before he shut it and returned it to the pocket.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 4:00 am
Che's eyes caught Lucien as he was walking away to possible find a training spot for him and his girlfriend/baby's momma. The elder Owl himself did find it strange that even he was taking a few seconds off of his seemingly infinite life to pass condolences to those no longer living in such an appreciative action. Whether or not Lucien knew or could tell from looking, everyone around him had changed. Some for the worst and some for the better. Che was just another man caught in that silver wind of change. Besides, the place was filled with the greatest Owls of the present, past and future. No one would one attack them here. Not in Will's world where his power was probably doubled.
After Lucien departed, the Mastering Owl looked behind him, keeping track of where Will sulking off too. Hardheaded until the end and unwilling to accept things as they were. Ridding himself of the concern for now with a nod, Che spoke up once more. "And...may they watch over us in this fight...we're going to need all the spiritual help we can ******** get. Now! Kids! Just look at the time huh? It's training o' clock! Now, like I said earlier, about these Heralds...I'll explain to you what you'll be doing at this moment..."
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Roulin listened through the walls of the office and kept up with all that was being said to everyone. Alone, he knew that he could mourn the loss of all of his friends and family in this moment. Wasting no time, he did so by bowing his head, closing his eyes and muttering a Catholic prayer just for them. He wasn't aware of Noel's religion or Dante's if he had one, but still, he said a word for the both of them. Nathaniel, a kid, was shot by Thomas and Armand was vaporized by Adam when the fired that gun made by his family of overpowered Owls. The Life Owl couldn't help but wonder where this all was going and whether or not he'd be able to protect those he cared for still. Now that he had Radiant's contract hovering over his head as well, someone he "wanted to see prosper and live" was now going to die. Hmph. Roulin's eyes shot open revealing that determined stare he wore when he knew a fight was brewing. This time, his opponent was Thomas or Raven nor was it Che or Lucien. His opponent now was fate. He had the powers now to stop almost any Owl that faced him. This, the little man though, wouldn't be any different.
When the ceremony was over, Roulin walked back into the office just as Lucien and Will were leaving. Looking over to Bailey, he nodded for her to follow him. With his vision, he was sure he could locate a nice training room for both him and the spiderwoman.
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"Alright now. Moli and Anya...you two fight against Anderson and Cecilia. Light and Earth vs. Darkness and Darkness? Celestial...powers? Anyway everyone, just search around and surely you'll find a training field in the lower levels. If not that, then something that might kill you. This is Will's place after all..." Before Che gave Sebastian and Tai another quick stare and a nice, competitive, yet jovial smile, he held up a hand asking the two of them to wait a moment. The student took behind his mentor down the hall. If he'd never been nice to the blonde devil, then now was the time.
Catching up to Ol'Scratch as fast as he could, Che began a steady pace beside the man before stepping in front of him. Support or not, he was still part of this team. And just like everyone else, there was baggage with him. Che, like his son, wasn't too fond of personal history, but he'd do his best to help deal with it according. Because Will was...Will and didn't show any signs as to how it should be taken care of, the frizzy haired manchild did the second best thing he could think of. Throwing anything that Will may have been predicted to say or do to the side, the younger Owl hugged his mentor tightly, but not in a spine-cracking grip. The only moment where his grip saw a moment of weakness was when the Italian went to pat the Maestro's back. Standing there with the blonde man in his arms, Che spoke, "Probably should stop sulking y'know? It wasn't your fault guy, so try not to let it get to you anymore. They're all gone to a better place. She's gone to a better place okay? Now c'mon Maestro. Help me pick out the attack and defense teams."
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Moli, the Light Herald, had always loved Noel like a mother for as long as she led the group he left so long ago. She did her best in keeping Aeon safe and training her. The young projector's ability, in Moli's opinion, had been growing since day one. Had the man been alone, he may have shed a tear for the fallen Great Four member. Of course, now wasn't the time to show any form of weakness. Looking over to Anderson who was preparing himself, he realized he'd never fought against his cousin before. From the looks of things, he may have been as strong as a Herald in training especially since he had Dante's lighter. Moli had his two abilities and his mind to work with. Anya too, but who knows how long that'd last. She was a nice woman, so maybe things would go smoothly against these two versatile Owls.
Cecilia was something in her own right as well, but just like him, she was partly inexperienced with her own ability. Moli had his longer, so there was his advantage. Cecilia had gravity which affected light so there was her's. This was going to be interesting and the blonde Owl couldn't wait to see what these guys could do. "Ummm. Alright then. Cici and Anderson. And Anya, I think we can go now. Who's going to be finding us a room here?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 4:29 am
Step by step Lucien walked down the hallway, out the door, into the light. "Transcend the limitations of this world and overcome them. Be free to shatter the chains of fate that bind you" He said as he looked up now standing amongst the ruins that he had become so acustom to Lucien inspected the area with the bare eye. A rough rugged terrain of ruins, a post apocalyptic area fully sanctioned to fit the tastes of any who belonged within it's depths. He smirked a little. "A battlefield of Death, how fitting." He said as he stepped forward into it's depths. He flicked his wrists his wires lacing themselves throughout the area as he absorbed the area he began to plan, every slab of misplaced concrete, every overturned car and bent street light all were pieces to a game to him, this was his comfort zone a place of absolute chaos where every shard of broken glass was a weapon. "Come Amara Show me I chose correctly when I picked you to be the one I would walk into eternity with."
Anderson found himself smiling again as Che made his final dramatical exit. Turning to Moli he grinned before hoisting the massive blade over his shoulder. "I've never foughten you before have I? Well looks like I can't pull my punches with all of these heralds gathered together. Careful now I might start to feel inadequate with this collaberation of power gathered together." He looked down at his chest as the two pyres escaped his body, they floated gently around Anderson one silver and the other dark red. "I've been told that my father once bested the Heralds in combat, with Che's help of course, let's see how Cecilia and i fare against the Herald's of Light and Earth." He laughed a little happily, his normal playfulness reacting to the sense of adrenaline now dirculating throughout his body. "Well as for where we go...I don't have the slightest idea. I was never good with directions!" he said as he laughed at himself and scratched the back of his head with his free hand. He opened his eyes blinking them a few times before he continued. "Well we can always randomly search until we find one. But we might want one without a ceiling, we're not very clean and tidy fighters afterall."
Phantom stared down gazing at the vast emptiness of the battlefield he had chosen. One of absolute normality, it was plain no fixtures, no scenery, a clean slate for him to mess with. He laughed a little under his mask. "I hope I haven't gotten to rusty, I haven't controlled an area this large in quite a while. Oh well better to remove the rust from my body all in one go." He said as he reached up, placing his hand over his mask he removed it for a single brief moment, he wanted to feel the wind on his face for a fleeting moment he knew that with Vincent as his opponent it didn't matter if he saw his face Vincent had no tie to him what-so-ever but still what sort of mystery man would he be if he let someone other then Radiant see his face? He plced the mask back on before folding his arms waiting for the fights to commense.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 5:04 am
Will heard Che's footsteps behind him, but he didn't respond. He didn't even respond when his student stepped in front of him and hugged him tightly and patted him while saying unnecessary words. A smirk tugged at the devil's mouth. His reaction wasn't as cruel as it normally would have been. Will did have a soft spot for Che at times. Most of the time though, he was still the hard a** mentor he was. He expected Che to work and act after thinking. The Satan Owl did have high standards. "Cheani, you sound like spoilt milk, kid." The student was trying to console his mentor on Noel. How funny was that. While Will did miss Noel, it wasn't enough to cloud his judgment or make him sulk. The blonde patted Che on the back. "And no, she hasn't. She doesn't have me," he chided as he patted Che again before breaking the hug. He chuckled. "Anything for my student, Cheani. Defensive and offensive, hmm? I thought you wanted to let them choose their own teams. Once they have that, we can decide offense and defense.....hopefully, they have the brains to choose versatile teams suitable for their purpose. If not, I'll have to hang you."
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 5:24 am
((TFP---Serena))
Serena continued playing as Kojiro spoke. She listened to his words and gave no reaction. She did have her reason and she too could only hope that she was doing it for the right reasons. After all…this was all to make Kojiro stronger right? She must never lose sight of the reasons behind her being there. Being in this goddamn war. The song on the piano ended swiftly and for a moment Serena stared transfixed at the ebony keys before breaking her daydream with a small shake of her head. “I would not forgive you if you died in this stupid war…” The Vanishing Owl muttered before turning herself round to face Kojiro face on. She was sure she had said the same thing to someone else. He had said ‘after everything she had done’…that he could ‘never be at peace if he never forgave her’… This guy…was a whole new level of kindness and gentleness. He was someone who should always be nurtured and protected against people like the white haired woman before him.
“You are a strange person.” Talk about ruining the nice little moment that had been the theme for a while. “I wouldn’t take Rikki of you. After all, everyone needs someone to look over them at all times. And when I am not around Rikki will be.” Serena stated while ruffling Kojiro’s hair playfully. “The food should be ready to serve soon..” Before she stood up from the piano bench, Serena pulled the Frozen Owl into a hug. “You really would forgive me? If the day came that we had to be apart…Just know that I will always be there whenever you call or need me…I will drop everything and come running…Kojiro…You have taught me so much in the time we have shared. I owe you more than you owe me…” With a laugh and a firm pat on Kojiro’s back, Serena stood up and headed into the kitchen. “What would you like to drink? Water? Juice? Wine perhaps?”
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 5:52 am
"Heh. Spoilt milk has a sound? Don't answer..." joked the Mastering Owl with his mentor. Will's reaction to being hugged was different than what Che expected. He foresaw some kind of retaliation...or maybe such a reaction was trained to be expected by Kate. Oh well, at least he wasn't through a wall or a column of dense marble or something. After Will broke the hug, pressed the blonde's shoulder to turn him around and lead him back to the Office. Keeping close by, he replied to the Satan Owl, "The teams they choose are for today. The teams we'll go by in two weeks though...we choose them. Who ever loses gets defense team. Who ever wins gets assault team. That's the idea here. I'll see what I can do to make each team as covert as possible, but we need to hold these fights first. And you can trust me on this one. No need to hang me yet..." Grinning all the way, Che had an inkling of just who would be set to each team and for what reasons, but still, this session had to commence and with haste. Until then, Che would simply stick to his conjectures until something contested them.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 6:17 am
((NPC - Cerbs))
Cerberus was getting bored. He sniffed the kitten, but he was trying to be good and not charge out and nom on Rikka. He had even bounced around the TV screen trying to get a better view of what was going on. But now, he was just bored. Serena's bedroom had been spared for the moment, but it was mainly because the kitten caught Cerberus's interest. He couldn't wait any longer. He slinked out from the television unnoticed and swiped at Rikka right after Serena asked Kojiro what drink he wanted. Cerbs was currently in a cute smaller form, though it was still significantly bigger than Rikka.---- ((Will))
"I'll play it your way, Che...for now." The Satan Owl smirked as Che "led" them both back to his office. "Now, enough about them. Speaking of fights, time to get your own a** into gear~" With a laugh, William DeScythe kicked his "son" into his office toward Sebastian and Tai. "Sebastian, Tai, get started." The Satan Owl would be tracking the fights. Since Che would have to fight, he would need someone else to observe the others until he finished....if he finished.... Sebastian and Tai would give Che a hard run for his money. Will would do watch the fights. Of everyone in the world, Will was probably the only person who could keep track of everyone's movements in Las Vegas because of his position.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 11:46 am
"Uhhh....well now." Che was kicked into his office where Sebastian and Tai were standing patiently in wait for the man and his mission. At least they were obedient when it came to Will's orders. Picking himself off and dusting himself off afterwards, the Italian apprentice looked up to the minions of Will's and smirked as cordially as he could to the butler and the...the Tai. "I've met you two a long time ago, soo...we may need to get reacquainted sometime before or after the session. If you two are ready....then lead the way. I don't know the layout of this place..." Still, with his lack of knowledge, he walked through a door on his own in search of a training field. Hopefully, he'd find something grassy or an atrium or something. Something that replicate the real world really. Waving to the two, he continued onward.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 1:57 pm
((NPC---Seb)
It seemed that Cheani was finally ready to begin his little training session with Tai and Sebastian and was actually trying to lead the way. For a few moments the dark haired butler ‘allowed’ the Italian to lead the way. “I am sure we can get reacquainted during this session.” Sebastian muttered in a dry tone. Che seemed to be overly confident in finding a training room with the way he was leading them. Even waving his hand in a sign to hurry them up. “How quaint…” Of course Seb was the one who knew exactly where they were going to fight…Away from the other training fields and far from the eyes of everyone else. In fact, unless Will showed the others where they were…no one would ever find them. After walking behind Che for a few seconds, Sebastian picked up the pace and placed and arm around Che’s shoulders to steer him towards the left “Ah ah ah~ We are going this way now…” Seb stated with a few wags of his finger “I have the perfect place in mind that is sure to make you a very happy man…”
Sebastian was now the one leading the way. If Tai had not gathered where he was taking them by now then he was more of an idiot then Sebastian thought. “Right through here…” The butler had led them right into a darkened room with little to no natural light courtesy of the small window on the right hand wall. At the very back of the room was a set of heavy metal elevator doors which required a key card to use. Of course, Sebastian was one of a small handful that owned one of these cards and so he was able to use the elevator as he pleased.“We are going down.” He chuckled lightly and ushered the Mastering Owl and the….the Tai into the lift before typing a long number code into the pad on the wall of the lift. From the speakers some rather soothing music played and broke the silence that was sure to be awkward should it have been allowed to reign. The elevator was a simply cage that was surrounded by the wall of the building…but the smooth wall was soon replaced by a rough rocky surface.
The ride ended with a rough landing on the lifts behalf. Seb was used to this so he was not jerked forwards like new arrivals may have been. Pulling the doors open, Sebastian stepped out first. “Ah~ this place is free for our use for the next few hours…After which…well that does not matter” They stood in a small cave like hallway that that was lit by burning petrol lamps on either side of the walls. “Electric lights are overrated these days…I prefer the allure of a burning flame over the glow of a bulb.” The smell of damp, dust and something metallic filled Seb with each breath he took. He loved this place more than he showed in the small smirk he was currently wearing. “And here we are….” Black iron twisted and weaved around itself to form a gate that could almost be preserved as being tormented…or was it simply twisted like the man who now unlocked it? With one small push the gate squeaked and opened to the left allowing for Seb to step inside the room which lay beyond.
The arena was spacious and circular and carried on the same rocky type of theme as the corridor that led the trio to this point. The only source of light came from various raised torches that lined the tall walls which surrounded the pit. Behind these walls were benches that indicated that this arena was one that could house many spectators. The floor was covered in sand that was soft to a gentle touch but rough if you were smashed into the ground with force. Besides the gate that they had just left, there was another three; One on the left, one on the right and one that lay ahead. The arena was currently empty beside their selves and this was how it would remain unless Will decided to show up...or Keres & co got curious and came to watch...
The black haired butler sighed in annoyance when he noted some dried blood that splattered some of the sand and a wall. “I assumed it would have been cleaned up by now…” He shook his head and turned to face Che and Tai “Welcome…I believe this is your first time down here Che…and your third time Tai? Anyways, this place is still used regularly by various people under William’s employ. Various tournaments are held here… the details of which do not matter. The reason as to why I brought you here is to not unsettle you with the dry blood splatter and give myself the upper hand. It is more the fact that down here there will be no interruptions, no limitations and because it is the biggest training room on site…” The butler smiled in his usual snarky kind of way. “I am sure you do not have any questions about this place, if you do they can wait until after. We are here to spar after all…”
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 4:34 pm
Jeannie looked at Luca, she didn't know him, she had only seen him maybe once or twice before this meeting. "If you'd like we can train together Luca" she offered as she saw many of the people walking away from the office.
Vincent had finally made his way to the field where Phantom stood waiting on the young teen. Vincent still had on his UNS uniform so he was still equipped with guns and explosives. He didn't know if Phantom could actually perform hand to hand combat and was actually nervous. "Well...I guess we can start sir" Vincent said. Keeping in mind what Phantom's power was, was almost useless...Vincent didn't quite understand it at all. He would wait for Phantom to make the first move.
((For their field Nicko, do you think you can have a reference link of a pic so I can get a visual for Vincent and Phantom's fight))
Amara had been thinking as she awaited Lucien. For two months she had been subjected to multiple beatings, humiliation, fighting off guards who attempted to rape her and Lucien...he was no where to be found. Vincent...a freaking teenager was able to help her more than he was. When he finally arrived she lept off the car she was sitting on staring at Lucien. She knew that he would have this place wired, she had known him for 15 years now.
When he spoke to her that was her signal to begin, she took out her trusted thieves blades, as she began to run towards Lucien, knowing that there may be a trip wire, she telekineticly lifted a car as she began to "Ride" it towards Lucien. She knew how fast his mind worked, so she quickly flew into the air flipping over the new death owl's head as three more cars were sent flying on the side and above him. The dark aura surrounded Amara as she released a wave of dark psionic energy towards Lucien, tearing away at the street as it rushed behind the death OWL. She had a feeling this wouldn't even scratch Lucien, but she couldn't hit him head on with her fist without risking being in a telekinetic hold of his.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 4:54 pm
(( Right now there is no area exactly it's literally a giant concrete slab with nothing on it. But as I change the field up with Phantom's powers I will try to find reference pictures. )) Phantom smiled under his mask, Vincent seemed determined this was good he'd need to have his head in the game. Phantom unfolded his arms and started to walk forward. "Let's change this up a bit, and we'll see how well you fare." As he mumbled something under his mask the scenery around them suddenly changed, the boring concrete slab began to shift and form building a structure around phantom, trees sprouted from the ground carving their way up into the sky, moss and ivy began to sprout over the area as if it had remained undisturbed for hundreds of years. They now stood in the ruins of some long forgotten castle Phantom looked at Vincent and said. "Be crushed to death." Soon the crumbling ceiling over Vincent began to brek as the bricks and foundation from it began to plummet straight for the young owl. "Stay on your toes or you'll lose. Remember the Fallen Phoenix's won't hesitate to strike you down if given the opportunity." Lucien took a fighting stance as Amara ran forward, when she took to the skies on a car he smiled at her creativity, she was careful not to trip his wires a smart move. as the three cars hurdled towards him Lucien thrusted out his hands firing sound related shockwaves toward the two at his sides, the pulses smashed into the cars sending them tumbling to the ground, for the third straight ahead he shouted sonic pulses shooting from his mouth as they collided with the car again sending it crashing into the ground. As he spun around to look at Amara her dark wave of psionic energy hurdled towards him, however it was to close for him to dodge as the wave collided with him it launched him back. Flipping backwards Lucien's feet landed on the side of a crumbling building. Using it he pushed off the side of the building as he formed five rods of energy that floated around him he threw them one at a time at Amara while he was still in the air. Creating one final pole he slammed it into the ground, swinging on it with one hand he flipped upward before landing on the top of the pole with both feet somehow managing to keep his balance on the pole. As he looked down at Amara he curled his hand into a fist as the clouds above them began to encircle the area his wheather manipulation began to come into affect as lightning began to strike down on the city colliding with the buildings the wind began to pick up picking up small matter of debris like small rocks and the random paper that lined the streets. He released his fist as crackles of electric energy sipped from his fingertips.
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