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 Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 5:52 pm
Reeve nods, fighting the urge to salute. "Miss Yuki" had a bit of an air of command about her. Not sure how to approach the situation and scared to use the sword for such a delicate operation, Reeve charges his hand with lightning until it becomes near white-hot. It cuts through the ice like a knife through butter. As he cuts, he leans in to catch the girl with absolute and total care, as one might do with a priceless statue.
"Yuki, what'n Earth d'you think did this?" He asks, sitting the girl down with a featherlight touch.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:03 pm
"Dunno, but I'm 'bout t' find out... aren't I?" She said, looking back at Reeve with her adventurous, yet amazingly calm eyes. When there was a sense of danger, she thought more clearly and took control. It was her thing.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:22 pm
-=Motoko flinbgs herself out of reeve's arms, a long baton of chakra forming in her right hand. It was definenty Neko's chakra that she was using. She glared between Reeve and yuki, her eyes barely able to stay open. It would be at this point that the two in the office would notice the taint in the air. The swirling mass of energy was fatiguing Yuki and Reeve. Slowly, but surely. Their minds became just a bit more sluggish, as would their actions. Motoko was deteriorating even quicker as she spoke in a hushed voice, trying to stay awake, it seemed.=-
What... You're not supposed to be in here...
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:24 pm
Cold!
White wings fluff and Iri can feel goosebumps appear on her skin as a chill runs through her body. The feathered appendages come forward to wrap around her torso. They do little to warm the woman, though, and she is soon shivering. For someone so used to extreme weather, her state is a bit of an oddity.
Iri's mind goes back to the problem at hand. She looks around, trying to figure out the source of the frigid air. As she looks, she moves down the length of the main hall. Her bare footsteps make almost no noise. The woman stops at the entrance to each hall she comes across. At each stop she reaches out with one arm from the relative warmth of her wings, testing with her skin the direction and temperature of the air.
Something feels wrong. Maybe I should make a run for the woods while I can? No. No running. I haven't flat out ran from any situation in a long time, and I refuse to now. Not without good reason.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:28 pm
"We've got more t'worry about than trespassin', missie." Reeve looks around the room. "What did this?"
He turns to Yuki, commenting, "Be careful, alright?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:30 pm
"You expect me to stay outside of this when you make such a commotion?" Yuki scoffed, then sighed, looking back towards the frozen Neko. "Reeve, I'll be a distraction of something comes, but get Neko out, will yah? I'm not a fan of him, but I dun think he should die in such a way." She walked into the room a bit more, not showing her slightly growing weakness. She was not giving off her Reitsu until she knew what it was that was causing such.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:36 pm
-=Motoko looks around, nearly falling over as Ice started to form over her hands and feet again. The chakra-sword flickered away as she spoke slowly=-
It's... the sword... You need to leave...
-=Yuki would soon find that there was too much interference, from two very strong Reiatsus in the room, to make an educated diagnoses of the situation. They were battling, it seemed, but the room remained still and quiet=-
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:41 pm
" Get Neko out..."
"...The sword..."
The words sounded far- off and distant, but they didn't lose their meaning. Reeve's eyes widen and start to emerald as he looks around...slowly. Not by his own fault, but time itself seemed to slow as ice gathers around him and Motoko. Putting a hand on the ground, Reeve starts to create a foxfire barrier, sustaining what warmth he can.
"Y're nae gonna be able t'hold on long, Yuki...'s cold..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:42 pm
"Sword? Where is said word?" She asked, looking from one strong reitsu to the other. It was starting to overwhelm her as she glared and bit her lip. She raised her energy, her reitsu, a soft purple flame, covering her. Right now, she did not show much of it, but just wanting to loosen the over whelming feeling. "Tell me where it is."
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:46 pm
-=Motoko was quickly overcome with the Fatigue, and Ice nearly-instantly overcame her. The tax on reeve loosened a bit as Yuki's reiatsu rose. It was then that a sharp glint shone from the bottom of the frozen lake, the sword sunk into the rock-bottom of the massice block of ice.
Yuki had been noticed.
The tax on her stamina and awareness nearly quadrupled as Neko seemed to move for a split-second. Ice began to form on both Reeve and Yuki's extremeties, along with a small trail of ice seeping out from the office, into the hallway=-
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:51 pm
A change in the flow and temperature of the air alerts Irianna's senses. She stands very still, making sure of what her body is telling her. Then she turns to look down a hall.
Violet eyes widen in surprise. Though it's been quite some time ago, Iri has been this way. She remembers following Nekojiri to his office on the day he tested her chakra use. It had been snowing that day, but the garden definately hadn't been frozen over with thick ice. She can see Reeve, a strange woman, and Yuki, though Iri doesn't recognize Yuki outside of her cat form. And she also sees...
Damn! Is that Nekojiri frozen to a wall? What the hell happpened here? Well, certainly looks like it's way out of my league, and I don't have any business here. If anything, I would probably get in the way.
Iri turns and walks about ten feet down the ajoining hallway. She stops then and moves to put her back against a wall. Fingers almost numb with cold reach into her bag and withdraw two steel fans made sharp along the top and blunt on the sides. The bag drops to the ground and Irianna lowers herself into a crouch, her wings held back and spread for balance, her arms held in a defensive position, and her fans open and ready for the possibility of fight or flight. She will stick around just long enough to find out what's happening and hope she doesn't get caught up in anything in the process. For the moment, she doesn't notice the approaching trail of ice.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:51 pm
"Huh!?" Yuki noticed the ice, as well as the reitsu rise. She fell to her knees, panting for a second before letting out a cry, she reitsu rising to quite a high level and knocking back the other. She was shaking a little as she sustained it. "Reeve..." She said, shivering a bit, "Do something to get Neko out, quickly. NOW!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:56 pm
"What about you?," Reeve asks, slowly rising to a standing position. After all, Reeve reasons inwardly, Neko ain't gettin' any more frozen. He looks toward Neko, preparing to cut him down in the same fashion as he did Motoko.
" I'm nae leavin' y'here, Yuki."
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 7:03 pm
-=The small flare in Reeve's chakra was enough to get him noticed, too, as a mass of chakra hit him like a truck. It was mixed between Neko and another's. The same effect fell on Yuki. On closer analyzation, it was apparent that Neko was dulling the Sword's blows.Motoko faught enough to free herself, given the distraction the three served, and as she ran for the door, she yelled=-
Just run! Just run!
-=A small blast of the cold chakra pushed it's way out of the office, with more than enough force to knock Iri against the wall=-
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 7:14 pm
Iri shrieks in alarm and scrambles to her feet, wings flapping desperately to help her up. When she is righted, she snatches up her bag and slings it over her shoulder. She can hear Motoko's shouts to run and she fully intends to do so.
The winged woman begins to race down the hall. Her bare and numb-with-cold feet pound against the planks. She occasionally looks over her shoulder as she runs, hoping desperately to catch a glimpse of Reeve or even one of the strange women.
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