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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 11:05 am
And thus, he came. First, the pair of 'stone' coffins marred with the paintings, ruins even painted upon them with Corbin's own 'blood'. They stood at either side of Roan, and between them, and between both Roan, and Deceit... Ego appeared. Still garped in the tattered, serred, blood soaked remnants of his garments from the mexico city war.. Corbin stood with all sealed, sheathed swords worn before Ice.
"Enough...."
He stood, with both arms at his sides, though every muscle, tendon in his body taut. Every fibre of his being enraged. He was not in the least intent on being civil, despite his relaxed appearance. Compared to how he had in the past, presented himself before Ice.
"...Enough, is enough, Ice...."
Nothing could be compared, at the very least, the inherent rage of the Brujah NO!... The DeSeer Brujah, in the eyes of this monster. In the past, his eyes were concidered the true eyes of the undead... That would at this moment, be found flawed. These, enraged eyes, were the eyes worthy of such a title.
Simply flooded with every discipline available to him, and every ounce of rage, purchased at Deicet's hand, or any other... Corbin invoked it all, and focused it all at once, in on this one obliterating glare. His eyes, pinned, upon Ice's own.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 11:10 am
*OLD eyes met his back, Deciet staring out of the host body he so enjoyed ******** over, the half-faun, half-Corbin traits all pronouced as he smirked, drawing the whip he still held over his hand, then licking off the blood*
Ego. What a pleasant suprise. And it would seem you FINALLY completed the task I set you...
*He paced forwards, apparently unpreturbed by the anger Corbin radiated, until he was diagonally on, wher ehe coudl see Roan's body, which twitched slightly*
You seem... upset.
.: Don't... for the love of Caine, dont... Not while he has your brother. Not while I cant fight. :.
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 11:25 am
With a moment to take in Ice's comments, Corbin's eyes slid shut slowly. His being, apparently in deep thought, as the Cainite's body was shockingly, overcome with an overwhelming sense of calm.
.::" It is now... Or never. Roan."::.
And then, the Cerulean beast's arms crossed over his chest, finding the combat pistols which were then drawn. Suddenly, the offensive, quite frankly ear splitting sound of both hand held cannons firing rang out, as Corbin emptied the entirety of both magazines into the coffins, the horrid, agonized cries of both captives within echoing from within, before the liquid Haemoxinate capsule rounds took effect, and both met with final death.
Instantly, as both were mentally disposed of, Corbin's heels turned but an inch outward, and the resulting sparks errupted into raging infernos, which snaked across the icey floor, up the bodies of the coffins, and in through the bullet holes to then completely incinerate every last particle of the bodies. There wasn't even a drop of blood left of either the Arch-Bishop, or the Ductus.
"I could be stronger only if they took from me MY children. Deceit. Fear..... By my hands, you will both fall this eve."
With nothing left to say, or rationalize his actions... Corbin's body and blood entered the Syn initiative. Vitae turned to ichor, every discipline and each level fo them released. His fists tightened as the ice surrounded them started to fracture, melting at the very same time. He was at this moment, released. Of his own accord. And his sights, were trained on Ice.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 11:35 am
Bailey. Kill Dagoth.
*the words came, cold as the fauns namesake, those ancient eyes unwavering as he watched Corbin, a single digit moving. Time slowed, ice springing up in wave like sheets around Deciet, his form blurrd in milliseconds by the layers. Through it all, like lasered angels, hebrew text spun and danced, frozen in time, yet fluidly moving, stretching, seeking.
An aura washed out, into the chasm. And it was AWFUL. It creaked with age, but this was no weakness. It was like old warped wood, which could weather the ring of steel, strengthened by its many whorls and compacted layers. Ice was no thing known by humanity, no creature any shoudl ever have to lay eyes on. But unlike Corbin, who trained his sights on Ice himself, ICE turned his on... Roan.
Hebrew spread over her slowly recovering form, just as consciousness returned to her.*
You would DARE, Corbin? EVERY time you have stepped out of line, she's taken the beating and reprimanded you. Has her training been SO in vain? For this... she dies. Make one move, try ANYTHING... and I destroy her where she lays, RIGHT now.
*A thud echoed from the next cell, Dagoth's clan links abruptly cut from both Roan AND Dagoth, Roan screaming with both physical pain and anguish, spitting at Ice even as she tried to claw her way free of the all encomassing Hebrew, body bleeding what vitae was left in it as she struggled and reopened her back*
NO!
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 12:06 pm
"Wrong, Ice... Roan's training was if nothing else, all but in vain. And as far as her taking the punishment for my sins upon herself... this ends now. She cannot compare to my decision. Her oathe to my father cannot stand up to my will. I, as the head of the clan, NOT her, will stand accountable for not only my own tresspasses, but those of each, and every member of the DeSeer clan here and now. Do with me as you will. If you can. BOTH of you."
As Dagoth's 'signal' vanished from Corbin's radar of links, the saphire creatures aura only spread further, his ichor growing older, it would seem, as the blatant REEK of it filled the terrain.
"Kill her if you will. Kill ALL if you must... But know that you will still face me. And then. You will face an Ego unfettered. Unrestrained. Truely, released. Have you the sheer stones, to face me, Deceit?.... Or must you make in vain efforts to manipulate from the shadows?"
Stepping forward, his body vanishing, blurring rather, as if under the influence of the old art of Distortion to avoid the hebrew when needed, he approached Ice, that snarling maw slowly spreading across his cheeks to reach at his elongated cerulean, pierced ears.
"Face me, grandsire.... Exact your wrath upon me. Cut me down. Take me down a peg. EDUCATE ME!. Grandfather. Show me, your true power. If you cannot meet me on the field of battle at arms length, then you are no warrior. You are no Cainite, or anything above, or beneath."
Provided nothing prevented it, Corbin would come to stand over Ice. His mismatched eyes glaring down at the Tzimi and for a moment, depite the obvious differences. Corbin, looked exactly the same as his father. Narok. Not Ragnarok, but the empowered, true man. Narok.
"Monster, man, or dog.... Choose now, Ice. And know that regardless I will take to you the war of your unlife. But first.... I will devour your brother before you, and spit his blood at your feet, rather then bring it upon myself to even concider diablerizing something less, then myself. Now. CHOOSE."
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 12:18 pm
*The faun stepped forwards, faun no more. He was... monstrous. A thing that was both there and not, huge yet man sized, shifting, changing... terrible. He was as old as the mountains, maybe older and that power oozed off him like a cologne, choking the air as he laughed and smiled down/up/at Corbin, coming more than within an arms length of him*
You think me so afraid of you, boy?
NO!
*Movement. Hebrew held her like shackles, yet with every second, Roan struggled, she managed to move forwards. Within the SYn mind, Vengeance stabbed like a needle at the minds of BOTH Deciet and Ego, her fury overwhelimg*
YOU ARROGANT BASTARDS! You WRETCHES! The BOTH of you! You KILLED him! My SON! I'll consume you BOTH before I let you fight each other after what you;ve done.
*She whirled on Corbin, Hebrew falling off her to coat the room, responding to HER will now, seeking BOTH the other men*
HOW DARE YOU. I raised you as my own, I gave you my family. I entrusted you with ALL I held sacred! ANd you steo forwards ot not ONLY allow ME to suffer, but you anger those that hold your own blood captive?DAGOTH IS GONE. And its YOUR fault. How DARE you stand there so blasé! You foul, lowly, lying WRETCH. Is THIS the price you paid to return to me? You SWORE to me the price woudlnt affect us. You TOLD me you would wait and follow orders. YOU LIED TO ME.
*The last four words crashed in like coffin lids slamming as she seethed, turning then to Ice*
And YOU. How can you throw away everything Ive worked for for so many years! Under YOUR orders! YOU KILLED MY SON. I will NEVER ever forgive you, you b*****d. I should kill you BOTH now...
*Scarily, it was as if she could. TRUE Vengeance shone in her eyes, the god rising with mighty power within her, threatening the very walls of reality as she screamed her anguish and anger, as mad at BOTH the men with her as she was with herself for not stopping this*
You are head of the clan by MY power Corbin... If you TRULY want Ice, here and now, in this place... you go through Vengeance first. As for YOU Deciet... you will answer for what you have done AFTER I se ethe PAIR fo you in hell.
*Her gaze bored into Corbin, fists clenched at her sides, and entire ARMY of demons at her back, half seen, ethereal, WAITING to become reality. The Prophet of Gehenna was awake*
Unless you BOTH. Stand. Down. NOW!
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 3:14 pm
During Roan's punishment Dagoth stood in awe of what was going on, why she wasn't fighting back and then of course Corbin appeared. In that moment Dagoth snapped out of his frenzy dropping down to his a**, his head feeling like it was going to explode then he couldn't feel anything. He looked confused as suddenly he couldn't see anything, he dropped backwards his head smashing into the floor with a sick thud. The blood which had pooled around him, raced back into him afraid of being outside of Dagoth's body. He tried to reach out, he tried to understand but he was so weak now and so very tired.
.:I...sub..mit..:.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 3:23 pm
*Dagoth's voice wouldnt reach Roan, but Bailey DID pick up on it. As chaos reigned in the room next door, the Tzimisce picked Dagoth up bodily, unclipping his leash and carried him to the back of the cell. An icey slab rose up from the floor, Bailey holding his hand out and throwing fur rugs over it before he set Dagoth down.
Binding the cainite tightly to the slab, securing chains through the very core of the ice, he refille dthe Haemoxinate needles of the collar, then leashed that to the slab also, leaving Dagoth immobile, including tail. He would leave his charge to recover, only returning when Jan informed him Dag had awoken*
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 11:19 pm
"Dagoth is FINE!"
Eyes still locked on Ice, unflinching, unafraid, he was the stone, the rock. The immovable object, and force all at once.
"If they had destroyed him, he would have been reborn by now!"
As if to provide a subtle hint to define just what he meant by those words, Corbin let his right arm slowly rise up, elbow cocking, and wrist turning inward as his clwas then, along wwith the rest of his arm, flexed. The eyes of the Ortus upon his neck gleamed with an abyssal obsidian, as that still, by comparison rather new cerulean body of his glistened with the activation of the ADNR armour. Still, he however did not reveal the true extent of the forced reincarnation, the secondary Gift of Kronos.
"I supose however, this is the price I pay Magra. My exile."
With that still raised set of reinforced talons, Corbin hastily ripped the bandana from his brow, revealing something there, new. An inverted sort of Chaosphere, painted it looked like, in old blood. The seal Magra had left upon his hide. Even with Roan at his back, he went on as if presenting it to her.
"The seal meant for YOU! MY BODY AND BLOOD, NOT YOURS!"
Lowering his hand, letting the torn bandana drift to the icey floor, eyes still fixed on Ice.
"This, is just another one of my silly little meltdowns. Once in a while I feel like slapping SOMEone... And Ice does so enjoy my temper tantrums."
The fact was, as much as he said, and still faced up to Ice, he still hadn't made a move. He still didn't go right ahead and attack, with Roan at his haunches, barking such things. He was not about to take the fight to her.
"Do I think you fear me, Ice?... No. I know you dont. You dont have the good sense to be afraid."
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 12:45 am
You're walking on MY plane, vampire, prehaps we simply havent allowed Dagoth's essence to leave yet, for your little rituals...
*Ice's smirk was awful, and Roan obviously conflicted. She still glared at Corbin*
You still lied to me. I told you the clan was NOT ready for ANY war yet, LEAST of all seeking revenge over petty disputes. You had BETTER be right about Dagoth because heaven help you if your wrong...
*Then she saw his forehead and what he had done. Sliding down to her rump, she moaned slightly and dropped her head into her hands*
Oh you stupid little idiot..... you MORON! How could you? It was NEVER worth this! YOU are mean to succeed ME, not the other way round! I'd have rathered a million deaths before you let that b*****d have you...
Well well well. Foolish... very foolish. We told you back at the start this one was too volitile, did we not Roan? And it seems even the training he recieved from other Syn is worth NOTHING to him. He writes off your family members, DIRECTLY disobeys your will, and you want us to recognise him for his achievements? You tell me... WHAT has he achieved? He is like a teenager kicking and screaming to get his own way. We have humoured you so far, woman, but in light of this... give me a good reason not to just kill you now, then bring the full weight of Syn down on his traiterous little head...
... Dont. Leave him alone. Wasnt what you did to him last time enough?!
Obviously not. You will note he is waiting to kill me, if he can.
But he hasnt struck you yet.
This little lull BEFORE he goes nuclear does not constitute obediance, Vengance. Your mind games are impressive, the fact you managed to make ANY follow you without using the stricter methods we would have preferred truly remarkable, but now you see how ineffective they are at the end.
..... I refuse to believe that....
Oh you think he CARES about family? He writes you all off so easily to go after me, he disobeys even you, his so-called mother, and you think it matter sone JOT to him? Prove it. Bring him to heel.
Families dont work that way.. he isnt my dog.
Do it, Vengeance, or I WILL take your head off and chomp on all the rest of your clan before I deal with your wretched little favourite there...
...b*****d... Corbin... please... come to me. This isnt the time, OR the place.
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:09 am
"I didn't lie. Things changed. YOU hid the extent of how much my actions burdened you. Wisely, albiet. Take my word for it, Roan. If Dagoth was dead, he would be standing before you right now, despite this place."
The last of his comment spat forth, forked tongue whipping out to nearly slash across the bridge of Deciet's nose... Though he held back from striking with the, as his hide was, diamond hard, and sharp muscle.
"You know not the lengths I would go to, for family, Deceit. Dont you DARE bark your own misguided understandings of my mind and loyalty.. I will see you finding the end of the Abyss, before--"
And thats where Roan caught him. Mismatched Iris' shrinking, as his fists snaped shut, talons flexing, scratching at his own palms. The sound was horrible, like glass scraping against glass, heat already building from the friction, as the electric organs in his body beat in a slow, heavy rythem.
It wasn't heel. But it was far too close for his liking.
Eyes pinned on Ice, he was ready, willing. Every weapon he had at his disposal active and his inner trigger was on its own slowly sliding back. With an infuriated, crazed look in his eyes, the Diablerist could barely hear through the sound of his own jaws grinding, teeth cracking and throat rumbling. He could taste Ice on his lips and was a moment away from biting down.... The floor fractured and steam billowed out from the tiny openings, though amidst the hissing steam, the heat radiating form of the behemoth saphire weapon could be seen slowly, taking just one. Step. Back.
The sound of his own spurred heel hitting the floor rang deafeningly in his own ears, and the thought that he had to succumb, only caused sparks to sheer free from his trembling talons. Regardless... He now stood by Roan's side, his eyes never leaving the would be victim however.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 11:02 am
*She didnt sigh with relief. If anything, she only tensed more, eyes also trained on Ice who then totally IGNORED Corbin in favour of the progenitor*
You think this enough?
No.
Good then you will...
But I also think you need to keep your stinking hands out of this one.
You CANNOT be serious. Not a chance...
Read my mind. See how serious I am. And what I intend.
*She wasnt breathing right now, at her most monstrous as she simply gazed at Ice, her will of diamond prevailent, physical, tangible. He in turn gazed back, the two powerful elders linking palpably in the frozen space as Ice did just that, though if Corbin even TRIED to see what was going on in her mind, he'd get a short sharp shock from Také for even attentping it, let alone actually making it past her wards to find out. In short... this was between her and Ice*
...impressive, if you can manage it.
I can.
You sound so sure. I doubt it somehow.
Try me. Lets bet on it, shall we?
The stakes?
If I manage it, you accept it as MORE than enough recompense and stay the ******** away. If I fail... you get me.
And why would I want you? We own you already.
Wrong. Seeing as the idiot boy here sold himself to Magra already so I neednt preserve my well being on that front... I will give you my blood, body and soul. Dont tell me you arent tempted, fiend. You know very well what I carry within me, what benefits you could reap were it YOU that carried the blood.
The Prophet...
The Bloody Seer, if you dont mind. But yes.
You've got yourself a deal, Vengeance. You fail... and I will subsume you totally. I think I'll even take up residence in that pretty little body just so I can ruin not only your name, but your fame. And let you struggle in the back of my mind, forced to watch but never to act for eternity...
If you win, sure. However... Im not in the habit of losing, Deciet. Let us leave. In peace.
You expect me to take NOTHING now?
Not even ONE drop of his blood. Stand aside, otherwise...
Otherwise what? You'll let him off his leash?
He isnt my dog. Dont make me tell you again. Stand. Aside.
*Glaring daggers at her boss, Roan waited as he did indeed step aside, fading back into the ice wall to leave the path to the door clear. As he left, Dagoth's clan signal faded back in, and THAT caused Roan to sigh with relief*
Remember... I COULD have killed him. I just wish to see him at the Fang in servitude before I grant myself the pleasure...
*Gnashing her fangs, Roan let her nails bite into her palms as she stalked ot the door, tossing a glare back at Corbin too*
I VERY strongly suggest you follow me meekly back to the Shrine before you say ONE word to me, Corbin. THEN we will discuss this. Lets go before we make things harder on Dagoth.
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:25 am
Dagoth awoke after a few days to find himself bound to a table, he wriggled slightly beneath the chains before sighing slightly. He had never felt so hungry before, his eyes itched and his mouth was dry and broken. Drumming his fingers against the ice alter, for some reason actually able to feel the cold and then he remembered Roan jolting against the chains. Dagoth calmed instantly as he could feel her once again, he growled slightly before deciding to amuse himself whilst waiting for Bailey. He began to sing loudly, his british voice echoing around the cell perfectly in tone and pitch.
"A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
Don't plan the plan if you can't follow through
All that matters taking matters into your own hands
Soon I'll control everything
My wish is your command
Stand back everyone nothing here to see
Just imminent danger in the middle of it me
Yes Captain Hammer's here hair blowing in the breeze
The day needs my saving expertise
A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
Seems destiny ends with me saving you
The only doom that's looming is in loving me to death
So I'll give you a sec to catch your breath"
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:43 am
Very droll, but I neither breathe or intend to follow YOUR wishes, DeSeer.
*The cieling above Dagoth rippled, Bailey passing through the ice, again in his bull-faun form. Dangling from the roof over his prey, Bailey allowed himself ot drop so he was crouched over Dagoth, eyes on his*
Your Sire and sibling are alive, for now, but lets not give them reason to risk themselves again, shall we? Prehaps now you understand that YOUR foolish actions have a direct result on your commanders and, in turn, on everything you hold dear. DO you recall the last thing you said to me before you so unimpressively passed out?
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:56 am
"You really do need to surf the internet master. Will do wonders for your people skills."
Dagoth grinned up towards Bailey his rythmic drumming continued even with Bailey stood over him, he continued to grin upwards whilst Bailey spoke to him.
"Of course I do, I submitted and thus I am yours. As you command."
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