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 Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 3:06 pm
Moriarty sat patiently, and felt a little release of the pressure on the door. He still knew he was more likely to break his arm than to get through, so he didn't bother. Even if he left arm were working at the moment, it still wouldn't be enough. A ghostly glow began to surround Moriarty, as he slowly turned into his lightweight form, changing his body into one that only exists in theory, he was lighter than a sheet of paper when he was done. He also stopped using any air, so that it would seem to Artemis like he were no longer there. He wasn't sure if it would fool her, but he didn't really care. For now he concentrated on thinking of a way to get the fear through to her little room.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 4:52 pm
Artemis felt the pressure almost completely remove itself from the door, but something was wrong. The way it removed itself was all wrong. It took too long, as if someone was moving half an inch a minute. She didn't trust it, but she had to release a little bit of pressure. It was tiring her fast. And she hadn't realized that her panting was taking up the oxygen that she needed. She released a little bit more pressure and used that energy to search the room for an opening. There was nothing. It was sealed tight. What kind of air kingdom leaves any room woth out an air outing?! She thought to herself. Enraged, she took her air pressure and forced it through the cracks of the door, over it and then forward, making a solid force of air come at anyone who was anywhere near the door.
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Fake Plastic Soldier Crew
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 5:02 pm
At this point, Moriarty was nearly weightless, so as a sudden gust of wind came through he was thrown with it, fluttering in the air like a piece paper. Very gracefully, he landed on his feet, with his arms folded as he watched the door.
"That wasn't very nice..." He was thinking to himself. "She's such a cheater! Why can't she just play hide and go seek like a normal person?" He casually strolled back over to the door, no longer making any sound or vibrations in this form. He put his back against a wall at the intersection where the closet was, so that if a wind blew that way again, he wouldn't be in it's way. "I'm really going to have to punish her for playing so dirty..." He was musing in his head, thinking of what great fun he would have when she finally decided to get out.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 5:23 pm
Lus had left the table as quickly and suddenly as a leaf being blown out of the air. She heard laughter, and foot steps. Then she felt the prescence of the illusions that she herself had commanded on countless occassions. She felt along and let the streams pull her deeper into her castle until she felt the streams break against one who was creating a barrier, and another who was nearby. She looked on with blank eyes as she felt the energy around her, but instead she outstretched her 6 wings and created a chair to sit in as she waited for the radio show to continue where it left off.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 5:27 pm
Artemis didn't feel anything his the wall of air, or at least, she thought so. Maybe he did leave after all... she thought to herself, but then she felt the slight disturbance of the air and knew something had moved. "Who are you?" she almost squealed in fear. "And what do you want from me?"
She willed her words to go to the kitchen, but she didn't know where it was. She just pushed her words as far as they would go, hoping that someone would come to her help.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 5:29 pm
Lus heard the girl, but chose to ignore her. Why? Because it was not her turn to intervene. Someone was using illusions against the duchess, more than likely it was the man who she had found using them earliar. She wanted to witness (even if one of her senses was missing) first hand what he was capable of if he was intending of pushing it farther. Illusion would step in only if need be. She stayed in the shadows.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 6:41 pm
hidama had noticed when moriarty had left the room and she let him go because he was not needed there at the moment but she was begining to feel he was gone to long for comfort. silently she slid out of the room and she let her senses take her to where he was. she found him leaned against a door and she was confused at why he would be there. then she heard the girl on the other side and got irritated at moriarty. she crossed her arms and her body went itno a very aggressive stance.
" so i see you have someone new to play with, i guess you wont be needing me any more" she called out to him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 9:31 pm
"Don't need me?" Moriarty said, with a laugh. "I'm like a drug, quit me and you'll have to deal with the come down." He smiled, and waved his hand through the air, a ghostly shimmer flowing out and stopping short in the air before him. His energy was still in her mind, having travelled there through his blood when she had sucked it earlier.
A malicious grin crossed his face as he watched Hidama in silence. His eyes seemed to be piercing her, putting pressure on her, and when she wasn't looking, she was going to start feeling like she was being watched. Everywhere she looked, she would start to see darkness creeping in on her peripheral vision, slowly clouding her vision, only to retreat quickly when she looked directly at it.
These were just some mild symptoms of the temporary mental illness he was planning on inflicting on her if he didn't get his way. The full blown effect would be crippling, because Moriarty was like a little glass cannon. Naturally, it wouldn't be fair of him to control her forever, so he cursed his crafter when he remembered it would wear off by the end of the night as one of the terms of his existence. He turned his back to her and focussed again on the closet, trying to focus and see if he couldn't sneak some fear into the closet somehow...
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 8:16 am
What in the world... Artemis thought to herself. There were more identities in the hall. Someone had heard her! She began to feel relieved that someone had come to help her. But, as time went by, there wasn't anything accept a muffeled voice. She began to think that maybe they were with the attacker. But, as she heard his voice and words, she began to shiver. She threw back up the blocker, not wanting to think about it. She had gotten enough air from the cracks of the doors to last her a little while longer now. She didn't like being chased, and didn't want it to happen ever again. She sat there and thought. She needed to get out of this. Alive hopefully. And it seemed as if no one was there to help her.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 3:40 pm
Moriarty smiled as he started to feel the pressure in the room constantly shifting. It sounded like the panic was finally starting to sink in. He didn't know if she could hear him any longer, but he began to sing again. "Oooo here comes the flood." He was saying, over and over again.
If she heard him, it would start to look like a shadowy fog was starting to creep into the room from the cracks of the door, as if a bane for something terrible that was coming her way. Moriarty placed his ear the door as he sang, listening and waiting for any kind of reaction.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 4:29 pm
Artemis sat there, wondering what was going on. She thought she heard something, then she thought she saw something coming from under the door, but she pushed harder on the air blocker that continued to seal the room from any air and suddenly the words were cut off and the thing disapeared. She began to feel something leaning agianst the door, but not much. She could have been easily imagining it, but she didn't want to take any chances. She shoved the door a bit with the blocker, making it shake quickly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 5:16 pm
Moriarty was slightly confused as he felt the door start to shake. The motion shrugged him off the door and he seemed to start gliding very slowly away from the door for a moment before his feet touched back to the ground. He stepped back, secretly hoping it wouldn't come flying out at him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 5:45 pm
Artemis the pressure release as soon as the door shook. She put more pressure on the door to make it stop shaking. Thinking, she realized that it was the same amount of pressure on the door as before. Things here were starting to confuse her, not counting freaking her out. Too many odd things she couldn't make sence of while she was locked up in this room. What is this light thing that keeps leaning agianst the door? Where is everybody? Who is this guy and what is his problem? She thought to herself. She had no way of figuring out the answers while she was still locked up in here, but she had no intentions of leaving the room either. Curiosity killed the cat...
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 5:52 pm
Lus listened with an almost twitching bordem, nothing was happening. It's almost like a game of cat and mouse... that thought depressed her just a smidgen. She let out a sigh to let her presence be known, not that any of them would care. Hidama sounded a bit upset, Hidama was the only voice she really recognized. She stood up, but stayed in the shadows, soon she would leave and give up on seeing anything worth seeing at this rate.
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Fake Plastic Soldier Crew
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 6:01 pm
((um.. Illusion's in the hall with us?))
Moriarty looked back at Illusion with an evil smile on his face. "You aren't going to leave now, are you?" He called out to her. "She has to be considering leaving by now. Do you have any tips on how to get an illusion through this door?"
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