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 Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 8:34 pm
Faust: Hold on one moment.
He takes off his coat, revealing several bones, hanging from his arms, almost as if being used as decoration. Around his chest was more of the same.
Faust: Shall we?
Faust walks forward confidently, gently flicking the blade towards Michael.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 7:33 am
*Michael smirks with delight and keeps his blade toward faust.*
Michael: "Nice suit, however i have a prefer a more "living" decor."
*Coral formations grow from beneith his coat and around his chest forming an armor and shoulder padding. Rusted chains weave down his arm with rusted hooks at his sleeve. From his back large skeletal fins emerge and drape downward.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 7:50 am
Storm left the hold just in time to see the first of her toy ships spring into action, such as it were. A single sailed blue scooner exploded into an expanding ball of white hot lightning next to the Sunset, scorching the deck and setting small fires in and on the well-oiled sails.
She grinned in amusment as several more blue and red toy boats exploded into fire and lightning balls. As of yet, her white, green, black and purple ships had done nothing. Storm frowned seeing Kibo still on her deck.
"What are you doing here still, master Kibo? Don't you have a war to fight?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:12 pm
Kibo: I could end it right now if I wanted. Faust is a friend of mine, who in turn has somewhat of "control" over Mephistopheles. And he can kill you all with a flick of his eyelashes if he wanted to. I just want to watch you all perish on my own.
[meanwhile]
Faust: Tsk tsk tsk, you just don't like a nice gentlemanly duel, do you? You don't fight fair. No matter. Mephistopheles! Get rid of his armor!
Mephistopheles snaps his fingers, and Michael's armor retreats back to where it came from. The chains, however, remain in place.
Faust: There. A nice fair fight. Now, as I said, en garde.
Faust walks forward calmly, swinging his blade towards Michael almost playfully.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:17 pm
"Come now, what happened to all that respect for me? I would think that it would take at least a finger flick, if not the entire hand before this body dies."
Storm was in an oddfully teasing mood, considereing that men were dying around her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:18 pm
*Zuan watched as the flames spread across the Sunset, and then turned his attention to the toy boats.*
Zuan: "Huh, it seems that Storm and Michael have the same interest in toys."
*Zuan turned his attention on The rest of tiny's ships.*
Zuan: "Send the HMS Master to Aid the Deathwind and keep the rest in formation."
Crewman: "Aye sir!"
*the message was sent to the Captain known as El Fantasma. The Master changed its coarse as a fog bank trailed behind it. Virtually a ghost ship, no crew toiled on deck as the ship seemed to sail itself towards the Sunset.*
*Michael came forward towards Faust.*
Michael: "You have a powerful friend, so do I."
*A dark shadow moves towars the island and turns towards Natasha and the Phantasm.*
Michael: "Your friend is a very powerful Demon, so now what? I fight you and then i fight Kibo and sooner or later this will explode into a battle of biblical proportion? Come now, this must put a strain on you. All I want is this island, gone, but if you wish to fight..."
*Michael reappears immediatly behind faust and stabs his sword directly through him.*
Michael: "Enguarde."
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:25 pm
Kibo: You underestimate the power of that demon over there. Now, are you done playing around with your little ship? I still have a score to settle.
He holds Charon's Claw at his side.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:28 pm
Storm winks.
"Or you underestimate my own."
She motioned to the side of her ship.
"Then settle away, I shall not stop you."
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:31 pm
Kibo: You misunderstand.
Kibo walks calmly towards Storm, holding Charon's Claw almost comfortably at his side.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:35 pm
"I belive I understand perfectly, master Kibo. You think, nay, you belive with all your heart that I have betrayed you and all those silly little morals and principles you hold dear, yes?"
Storm still had not made a threatening move. She was still standing at ease, with that same nonthreatening smile plastered on her face.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:38 pm
Kibo: Unless you show me evidence to the contrary, I'm afraid there's no way to believe you.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:40 pm
"Did I say that I hadn't?"
Storm feigned shock. If she was going to die, she might as well enjoy herself.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:43 pm
Kibo: Did I say I thought your said you hadn't?
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:59 pm
*Michael removes his sword from Faust, cutting off one of teh bone ornaments and tosses it into teh water. Michael brings his leg up and Kicks Faust sending him flying across the deck. Michael removes a kercheif from his pocket and cleans his blade.*
Michael: "C'mon and get up already. I didn't go to all this trouble for nothing. After all, i was nice enough to agree to your challenge instead of going straight for Kibo."
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 4:36 pm
Faust stands up, looking at the wound and sighing. He rubs his ribs, sighing again.
Faust: Aww, you broke my rib...
He reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a scalpel, thread, and a needle. He stitches his chest wound, and makes an incision on his side, removing his own rib, and tossing it aside. He reaches into his coat pocket, and brandishes another rib, putting it in the first's place, and stitching it up again.
Faust: I had Mephistopheles take away my feeling of pain years ago. Wanna try again?
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