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 Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 3:50 pm
Silence. Tension.
"Little human," Medea took hasty steps back towards Lance, holding the tip of her dagger against his chin, daring him to talk further, "Do you know why I am here, in this path with yours? There are choices, ten thousand hundred other choices I could have made, I could have easily walked away with my children without all these pretenses." She waved her free hand to everything around her frivolously, her bracelets chiming lightly.
"It is because of revenge. It is because I want you to see how weak, powerless men truly are at the hands of everything else, how easily love shatters, how quickly you are betrayed." Slowly, very carefully, she slid the dagger up his cheek, drawing a deep cut. "You can refuse, this is also a path, it will make you stronger, cast you away from mortal coil and flesh. From the corrupt fantasies of men."
She turned around, sharply, as the fragments holding Lance behind her began to change shape, distort until they formed a large frame, crude and square. A makeshift guillotine. "In fact, I would prefer it."
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 4:02 pm
The dagger slicing through his cheek brought a stifled grunt of pain from Lance, his eyes closed. He refused to meet Aria's gaze, lowering his head as the fragments that held him moved until the cool crystal surrounded his neck and wrists.
Aria gave up, focusing her attention on Medea. "You speak of death. Do you think I have not considered it?" Her weapon was shifted to one hand, a glove removed and arm twisted to show a row of vertical slits on the underside of her arm. "The paths you speak of are not ones I will walk again. It is thanks to your kind that I was shattered and broken, weak." She looked past Medea, adding softly, "It was he who helped put me back together again."
The division leader brought up her weapon, the flamethrower changing shape from gun to hunting knife. The knife held a striking similarity to another one that some of the students may have seen before, save for it never left their former teacher's side. "Let him go, and I will yield."
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 4:19 pm
The two simply waited, both powers unwilling to yield.
"As you wish." Medea finally moved first, snapping her fingers as the two fragments breaking into a thousand shards on the ground, like broken glass. She walked briskly, picking up the Mist assistant -
- And digging her hands into his arm. Perhaps he screamed, perhaps he writhed - she hoped with a fervent hatred that he suffered - and yet the moment was over. On his free arm was a mark. The sigil of the Lost Clans. "Consider him my property then until you complete your end of the bargain." With that, she pushed him Aria's direction: it did not require much force. "Now, your word, Hunter."
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 4:31 pm
The division leader stood still as the crystal guillotine surrounding Lance shattered, breaking and setting him free. She did not make a move as Medea grabbed him, the backlash of her Fear hitting against Aria's shield as the mark was placed on her arm. It was only when he was pushed that Aria covered the distance between them, the weight of the unconscious hunter forcing the division leader to the ground with him.
Her fingers brushed against the mark, her face unreadable at the touch of it. "You may claim him all you like, however..." Aria began, rising up and stepping over the unconscious hunter to approach Medea. "He is mine." The knife was held out towards the horsewoman, Aria's arm trembling until the horsewoman reached out to take it. Even then Aria continued to hold onto it for a moment more, her gaze focused on it before she finally relinquished it.
"The exchange has been made. Take it, for what good or evil will come of this I cannot say."
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 4:45 pm
And then she laughed. Not crude nor even violent, just simply mocking and spiteful. "So you devote yourself to this path until the very end." The Head Priestess turned around: there was nothing else here any more. She gestured to the remaining assembled. "Let us go then, children, horsemen, those of Halloween and Fear. We will show them how to topple an entire empire to ruin."
Medea waited until the very last of them had left before she glanced back at the two. There was a loud clatter as the dagger went sliding across the ground back to the Mist Hunters. "I have no need for your toys, just touching them sickens me, natural and foul, shows me how weak you truly are without them. There is much left for you Humans to still experience, you Hunters who cannot fathom the storm still rising. I bid you farewell."
Each crystal fragment behind her began to crackle until they formed sharp pillars, crystal bars between the Head Priestess and the remaining Hunters inside the headquarters. OOC ALL STUDENTS AND HORSEMEN:- You are now free to roam. Medea has also given EVERYONE + 30 AP, so use them carefully!
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 5:04 pm
The flames of her attacks earlier had melted while she and Medea spoke, allowing the invaders free passage out. Aria did not look at the sun and mist hunters that were beginning to murmur quietly amongst themselves or the trainees that hovered, uncertain as to what to do next. She retrieved her weapon as Medea kicked it to her, saying nothing as the crystal pillars reformed, preventing them from leaving. Her gaze skipped over the horseman's mark on his arm as Aria studied her assistant. She removed her scarf and rolled it up, pressing it against Lance's cheek. It wasn't until the murmurs grew louder that the division leader reached out, touching Lance's hand. "Afïr, please." The silver ring on Lance's hand shifted, turning into a lance. Aria stood up, straining to lift the heavy weapon onto her shoulder. Failing that, she began to pull the massive weapon after her towards the pillars. "Stand back," she ordered, following her words up with a quick blast of blue fire. Her weapon was desummoned and sheathed before Aria grasped the lance in two hands and lifted, nearly falling under its weight as she spun and brought it against the pillars. On impact the crystal pillars shattered, the motion of the action forcing the division leader onto one knee. "Well? What are you lot waiting for?" Aria snapped, turning to them. "Go support the other locations. Stay away from that horseman; do not engage." OOC ALL HUNTERS:- You are now free to roam. Medea's actions have also granted you guys + 30 AP, so be sure to use them wisely!
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