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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 8:56 pm
"Not particularly. I'd rather be clean then icky and germy. Those things don't particularly matter." He laughed a bit, looking around and sighing.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:17 pm
"Right then!" He looked as if he exploded as the world around the two began to swirl and everything began to grow light (opposite of heavy). With a burst of motion everything seemed to become extremely heavy in a burst, flinging the two to the side with a brilliant flash as they were thrown through the portal and beyond.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 5:51 pm
*Cirino stands silent in the realm of calm. The floor or actually the ground is composed of grey marble. The sky was light with no clouds visible. Cirino was in a half state of meditation as he can feel something approaching. Something powerful...*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 5:59 pm
"We meet again, old friend." Torment stood not far ahead of him, his back turned towards him, a light wind picking up as his shirt begins to billow slightly in the breeze, making the pheonix upon the back appear as if it were in flight. His hair shot out of his head in firey spikes tipped in blue, a single shock of blue running through a curled piece of hair that hung down into his face. Wisps of whitish blue light floated around him as he turned halfways to face him, "Hope you haven't grown old and weak. It'd be a pity."
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:11 pm
*The same cool breeze pushes his hair in front of his eyes for a moment until he brushes it back with his hand. His eyes a blazing silver as he chuckles at Tor's comment. With a smile on his face he replies.*
Well alot of people are saying I am getting to old for this.... especcially Ry. But you know me more than alot of people....I'm stubborn. So I hope I don't disappoint you bro.
*He plays with a white marble in his hand. Looking down on it and sighing. It always reminded him of being home. After this battle he would go see his wife.*
Well let's get this party started right! show me your fire works Tor...
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:13 pm
The wisps of light circle around him and begin to gather around his hands, forming a viscous electric blue mass of energy. Slowly a greatsword pulls out from the viscous mass and Torment takes a step back into a fighting stance, "No fireworks just yet, I want to see how you hold up against a few of my new...perks."
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:20 pm
*His eyes widen for a sec. His face shows a surprised expression as he simply says.*
Are you serious?!
*He manifests a soul blade in his hands making it about half the size of torment's blade bright and blazing.*
I see some things have changed with you my friend. I have some surprises but I will wait for a moment.
*The staff of Divinity rests on his back gleaming in the light of the atmosphere. He slowly starts stepping towards Tor the blade propped up and ready for an attack.*
Let's see how time has treated us...
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:36 pm
He releases it with his second hand and hold the large blade in only one, the blade becoming more defined as lines begin to form on it's surface, a blazing picture forming upon the white hot surface of the blue tinted blade of white light. Wisps begin to gather in his free hand as he takes a step forward, staring at Cirino, "You'll get a kick out of this." When he's just out of range he makes a passing swipe with the blade, the length growing slightly midswing.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 12:21 am
*He quickly reacts swinging the soul blade in one hand to meet Tor's. At point of impact two things would happen one.... Cirino would duck under and quickly slide his blade out to let the force push the sword in the direction of the original swing... the second thing would be his soul energy traveling up the blade in a jolt causing a stunning pain within torment.*
I'm old but I'm still quick Tor..
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 12:47 am
The blade continued and from the force of the swing Tor leaned into it, bringing the hilt around as well with a quick spin, the hilt itself growing to the length of another greatsword as the original blade sunk back into the hilt. The jolt of soul energy would not travel through the blade, instead causing a small disruption in the blade itself as it began to melt, only furthered by Tor's own attempts.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:05 am
*The expression on Cir's face at this moment must've been priceless..... all he could see was the blade disappear... though he felt Tor's follow through was odd... in a quick decision having no reaction time to what might be he releases a small pulse of soul energy which would push everything around him back violently within a 20 foot radius.*
You .....
*He converted his soul blade into a whip like soul weapon... it grew longer than the blade was itself yet still not as big as the blade Torment was using.*
Flexibility is the key....
*He would not follow up with an attack but simply wait for Tor's action.*
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:16 am
Torment remained on his feet, pushed back but standing, kept that way only by his wings. Two great feathered wings extended outwards from his back, blue flames leaping from the purple feathers as they flapped ever so slightly, giving off waves of flame. Torment smirked when he saw the whip, "You have no idea just how flexible I can be. Ask Kalie." The blade returned to it's viscous mass as a great bow pulled up and out of it, looking to also be useful as a staff as, at the moment, it seemed mostly straight. No string could be seen binding the two ends. With a flash of flame he pulled into the air and set two fingers to the center of the staff, pulling back as a spindle of bright white light formed a string as the staff bent, though no arrow could be seen, "Bring it!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:37 am
*he held the whip steady in his hand. his eyes focused on tor's new toy and any sudden movements. He would have to do something about this before it got bad. With his free hand he pulls the staff of Divinity from his back. He would normally have to touch someone with it to pull or extract the soul from the person. But Tor's soul was being used and manifested outside of the body even if not entirely. The staff would pull ferociously on Tor's soul manifestation warping its shape at the moment and attempting to rip it entirely from his body through the source of the manifestation.*
It's been brought...
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:57 am
Tor's staff disrupted for a moment and his wings seemed to fizzle slightly as they gave of a cloud of smoke that began to rise high into the air, "The ********?!" He let loose the arrow off into a random direction as it burned into existance, fizzling shortly thereafter. Torment pulled higher into the sky as he looked back down to Cirino, "Ok, so you have a few new tricks up your sleeve, lets see how you handle what else I have in store." With that Torment began a dive, right for Cirino, forming into a rather large fireball.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 2:19 am
*Cirino looked up as Tor ascended higher into the air. As soon as Tor became like a fire ball Duran's flames lit Cir's eyes. Soon after Tor began decending down towards him.*
No Duran!! This will not be your time to play!
*Forces back the will of Duran as he leans back a little waiting for the perfect moment to propel himself very quickly and very far from where he was standing. In an instant an burst of flame was expelled from his feet launching him into the air in an angle opposite of the approaching fireball. Left behind was ashed ground scorched by a the small bit of Duran's flame. The ground now held some odd properties.*
Like a bull in a china shop.... Ole!
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