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 Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 6:02 am
Fenrir's stern frown would twitch at the right edge of his lips as Jane flew at him, and the Gael dropped to his haunches with his left finger tips hitting the floor, before he threw his left leg behind and past the right, stepping and turning away, then continuing the turn around Jane as she passed him by, and rose up to his feet once more.
Snapping his fingers, Fenrir narrowed his eyes to shield from the light as a bolt of lightening exploded UPward from a glyph on the floor directly under Jane. He tried to control the power of the bolt to keep with Roan's desire to talk with Jane after, but who knows, it may end up being too little.
Then came the tendril of shadow that rocketed up from behind him. Tearing through the Gael's jacket, the shadow would meet an apposing force. Logic dictated that the tendril had to be tangible in order to run him through, and so it would find some difficulty in achieving this feat, when it met with the wrappings of metalic serpents under the jacket.
Aware of the attempt on his life in such an assassin's manner now, Fenrir would snarl, and throw his left hand out before himself, all five digits pointed at Jane. In response five glyphs immediately appeared around Jane to circle her rapidly, their colours being traded with others surrounding the building still so they all were the same saphire. As Fenrir snapped his fingers, the mines would 'explode' just as the ice mine under Justin had, though this was intended to be a much larger, denser prison that completely encased her.
Snarling, Fenrir would then, provided the strategy worked, race in to Justin, drawing the sword out through the right of his abdomen and the ice. Turning on his heels in a continuation of the motion, Fenrir would then run the blade through the ice and cut Jane hopfully in half horizontally at the hips, before then levelling the GunBlade sights on her, and fired a single shot through her neck just above the colar bones. Both gaps made in the ice would then freeze through immediately, hopfully seperating her two halves, and filling in the gun shot through her throat.
Provided all went acording to plan, Fenrir would then turn to face Justin again.
"Deaglan."
Fenrir would snap his fingers, a bolt of lightning striking out from one of the walls to hit Justin.
"Ashling."
A second snap, and another bolt of lightning. Fenrir would then Draw out from his belts a small tanto knife, often a side arm in the military. He'd then place the IRA patch over the Cainite's chest.
"Shannon"
He'd then drive the tanto through the patch, and into the Cainite's chest, though only just piercing the heart, as he drew the old pistol he had collected from the cottage, and set it against Justin's right temple.
Pulling the trigger, the gun being so old backfired, and the chamber exploded, both burning Fenrir's hand, and predictably doing sever damage to Justin's temple, the round still being pushed out.
Taking a few steps back, Fenrir would raise his right, bleeding hand over his head, gathering atleast ten bright yellow glyphs under Justin, before then pulling his hand down with a snap of the fingers. The entire room would light up, as the ungodly bolt of blinding lightning ripped up through the floor to consume Justin, the Tanto still buried in his chest acting as an extra, direct conductive rod straight to the heart.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:24 am
*The moves caused death and destruction. Around Roan, a light field of immunity to the lightning protected her so she saw all, a smile on her slightly parted lips as she fought the urge to lick them and go play too. She did not, she stayed put and bore witness to Fenrir's justice.
Standing up after he was done and Justin a charred skeletal mess, she went to the Gael and rested a hand on his shoulder*
Are you sated, Berserker, or would you have more?
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 3:28 am
Turning his eyes on Roan, the Gael paused with a long exhale, and after a few moments the light faded from his eyes, as did the red markings from his skin and the aura around him like a mad dervish, depressed till it to, was gone.
Looking to Roan now with renewed cerulean orbits, Fenrir could still not manage a smirk, even in faux... But it wold come, in time.
"What more is there to be had?..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 3:35 am
*She saw him psychically step down from the place peopel went to to kill... and there was no hate in his eyes. They were HIS eyes again. Prehaps pain, prehaps tiredness, prehaps sorrow... but just the way he stepped back proved a marked differance between the two, and caused her to smile FOR him*
...for you, nothing. It's over, Fenrir. Its not made right.. but its over.
*she glanced at Raoul and nodded towards Jane*
You deal with her. She's your people. I'll be in touch. Right now... its time for us to get out of here.
*she linked her arm through Fenrirs and looked up at him*
You do the memory of your brother proud, Fenrir. Would you be adverse to a scan to see exactly what rose in you when you were fighting? I'd know more about your strain of the Bane virus is possible... or would you rather go home?
*she was Vengeance. She knew what SHE woudl have done in his place, but he was a true Blazeheart, and she did not know what his wishes would be now*
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 3:41 am
With a deep breath, Fenrir would close his eyes and holster all weapons before looking back at Roan, eyes skipping past her to the prince briefly before returning.
"This entire atrocious affair needs to be put behind me. I'll concent to your scan, Roan, only to have it done and out of the way so it can finally be pushed aside. Besides, my home is a broken down old cottage, unfit for even my needs. Its not a home. Lets just go."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 3:45 am
Home is where people who care about you are Fenrir.
*the offer was obvious. If he wished it, he would be welcome at the mansion always.
Walking out with him, she shadowstepped them away from Raoul's office to the mansions hallway in one smooth movement*
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