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 Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 9:40 pm
 ☢ Яena Shock ☢'My life.............. Mood: scared, amazed
Who I am With:
Where I Am: Frozen Wasteland
OoC:
.......your nightmare'
❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••Rena stepped back a bit as the ice slab landed near her. Her foot slipped as she looked up back to the coffin as she fell down to the ground in a sitting up position. She watched as she saw the ice creatures remove the sheild and sword, who was in there she wondered. Her focus was on the coffin as she heard a groan, she was quickly on her feet as she saw a being emerge from the coffin. Her hands went to the daggers at her legs and held them up infront of her. THe ice around her fingers grew towards the blades as they made them into a bigger dagger cased with ice. Rena gasped as seh saw the creature, he was massive. She lowered her daggers as she felt his was one of her kind and held them at her side, ready for anything.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:00 pm
 Magnus
"The cold night always is so much better with a nice wine glass filled with crimson" →The being rolled his shoulders as his right leg lifts up and moves out of the coffin on to the cold wastes. Snow brushed away as the over foot hits the ground and he keeps his eyes pinned on the female before him. The two ice beings beside him slowly raise the sword and sheild to him. Each one of his hands went to the object of choice and holds them in his grips. Crimson Steel glowed darkly in his right hand as he gripped it tightly. The soul inside,Vale, groaned awakening to his master touch while Hell's Wall's veins glow to life at the touch. Yes these weapons of being before Rena remembered their long lost master even over the many years he had been gone. The crimson eyes still did not leave the women as small energy would transfer to her brain. This small emergy wave would mess with the emotional center of her brain giving him some control. He planned on making her scared enough to where she would not run as he sheathed his Crimson steel and place his Shield on his back. The massive bat wings flap free of the tension of the cold ice trying to get all the feeling back. This being named Magnus was driven by one thing at the moment and this girl would give it to him. Moving towards her the ice under his feet begin to facture from the weight of his footsteps. Openning his jaws finally rows of razor like teeth dully shine in the cold wind as he starts to close the distance down to five feet. The black right hand of Magnus slowly move out to the women's chin as he gets within two feet of her. His jaws begin to move as he finally speaks."Stay still... I thrist child..." he spoke softly in a dark voice. If she dd not restist his touch he would move in closer he would wrap his free arm around her lower back pulling her closer biting deep into her neck to feed. If not he would send his free hand to her dagger hand and use his other to restain her quickly if possible.←  Location ; Frozen Wastes, Twins' GraveyardWho I'm with:No oneMy mood is: Sleeping{ Out. of. character; }
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:09 pm
☢ Яena Shock ☢'My life.............. Mood: nervous, curious
Who I am With:
Where I Am: Frozen Wasteland
OoC:
.......your nightmare'
❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••Rena backed up abit as the being went before her. Her head became foggy, she wasnt scared though, more curious. What had he done to be in there. she watched him as he moved closer to her, she couldnt run, she coudlnt think. She heard him speak, and understood what he ment, he was hungry. Rena stepped towards him her hands dropping her daggers into the snow as she stood before him. She felt his arm wrap around her and his fangs digging into her neck. SHe closed her eyes as she felt him drink from her, as she gasped a bit. her arms hung loosely at her side, let him take his full. he was old, she knew this, she wouldnt disrespect him. her arm slide up the one holding her and gripped it lightly.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:23 pm
Magnus"The cold night always is so much better with a nice wine glass filled with crimson" →Once his left arm was around her it brough her close to him and slowly lower his fangs down to the left side of her neck. Openning widely his massive jaws dig into her neck deeply as blood splashed from his biting. His eyes slowly closed as he felt the crimson joy brush against his lips and quickly fills his mouth. Oh yes fresh blood was something of crack to this being at the moment as he started to drain the blood from her body. Even thou she was no Human but a Vampirsis like himself he knew transfering his blood would be pointless to this women. His ears picked up the sounds of hers gasping along with her daggers dropping down beside her which meant she was all his to feed off for the time being. He could feel her hand slide up his left arm and being gripped light by her which was interesting. Most feel limp to things like this but she seemed to have some control of herself. His right hand removed from her chin he places it against her side with his claw lightly holding her there. After awhile of feeding his fangs leave her neck dripping of the crimson fluid from it all. He knew this amount of feeding killed most humans and weak vampires while other fell limb from the lack of blood in their body. She would be interesting to see how she reacts but either way she had served her job making him strong. Sadly he was not at full strength just yet he woule need more to feed off before that. Bringing his right hand to his mouth he swipes the blood off and looks dowm at the women to see how she reacted to blood loss.← Location ; Frozen Wastes, Twins' GraveyardWho I'm with:Female VampirsisMy mood is: Interested{ Out. of. character; }
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:33 pm
☢ Яena Shock ☢'My life.............. Mood: lightheaded, curious
Who I am With:
Where I Am: Frozen Wasteland
OoC:
.......your nightmare'
❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••Rena closed her eyes as he drank, she wasnt sure how much he would need to fill his thirst or how weak she would be after this. She could feel herself losing her balance as she moved her feet to keep her from falling. As his claw held her she ddint lean against it, she wasnt going to show her being weak. Rena felt his fangs and lips pull up from her neck as she felt her blood dripping down her neck abit. her hand left his arm as it went up to her neck to try to stop her bleeding, she was weak, her healing powers werent as strong anymore. Lightly she rested against his claw, hoping he wouldnt notice it, scared he would get angry with her. "is that all you needed from me?" she asked him in an even tone voice. She stared up into his eyes, not breaking eye contact. She watched him closely, waiting for his next move.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:45 pm
Magnus
"The cold night always is so much better with a nice wine glass filled with crimson" →She tried to play out that she was still stronge but he could tell by how she moved during his feeding that she weakened. Along her leaning against his claw light he understood that she was weakened. This made things much easier and helped him move on to what he planned next. His claw gripped her side making sure she was not going to run away in this weakened state. Her question if he was done with her was quickly awnsered by a devilish smile. Grinning with his razor teeth he laughs."Oh my dear Fledgeling you have set things in motion that will not be stopped this time. You will be needed for much more trust me..." he moved his left arm that was around her to where in her weaken stage she could not fight back much by putting her curled under his arm. His massive bat wings extend outward and start to head into the air heading towards his old home to restart his old plans.← Location ; Frozen Wastes, Twins' GraveyardWho I'm with:Female VampirsisMy mood:Interested{ Out. of. character; Last Post intil we can figure out something. I know its short.... }
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:56 pm
'My life.............. Mood: weak, nervous
Who I am With: Vampire Male
Where I Am: Frozen Wasteland
OoC: yea we need to figure that out XD
.......your nightmare'
❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••Rena looked at him questionably, what did he need her for? She wanted to push him away, but knew that she wouldnt be able too. Her head was too clouded to think, her body too weak. Rena saw his wings begin to beat as she tried to keep conscious, and soon felt them in the air. Her ice daggers quickly wrapped around her legs as the ice disappeared and her daggers on her legs once more. Rena looked back up at him. "where are we going?" she whispered to him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 12:14 pm
[Location: Warriors Guild]
Citel looked over at the fairy rather critically, as if she somehow just managed to spoil this entire trip for him.
"Does there always have to be politics in everything? Why can't we just be straightforward with one another and ask what it is that we want?"
Citel would then finally turn to Micah with a small smile on his face, knowing full well that he could hear that discussion. Obviously Citel didn't like boring meetings or roundabout banter. This was one of the reasons he stayed cooped up in his laboratory when not downstairs working - which he hated. But...you gotta afford your research somehow. Besides, Citel didn't care as much about this Lucas fellow, he was here to have a good time, and if he had to step on some toes to get there...so be it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 12:27 pm
[Location: Warriors Guild]
In turn, Micah smiled back at Citel. He appreciated this man's honesty, and while he wished things could be that simple...they simply were not. There was always some loophole you needed to find, some protocol you needed to obey, some authority you needed to report to. The allure people felt for being a mercenary..being your own boss..heck, even anarchy was understandable. And yet, Micah knew that no such thing could ever truly exist. There HAD to be rules and regulations, or else the world would fall apart. If there was no one to tell people what to do, the masses would become chaotic at best, and with no authority there was no justice, and with no justice there was no punishment, and with no punishment there was nothing stopping anyone from doing whatsoever they desired.
"I am afraid, friend, that the lady is correct. We can not allow you to simply venture forth and meet our leader for various reasons. Assassination attempts would be off the charts for one, but perhaps the biggest reason you can't...is because he is not here at the moment. He has traveled elsewhere with his Vanguards on business. However, you are our guests, and so permission to roam our Realm is more than welcome. I must warn you that trouble of any sort will be met with swift consequences, but I have a feeling you already knew that.
The arena here will allow you to test your battle skills, the chefs here are excellent, and we have Celestials who can provide you currency in exchange for your own should you wish to purchase anything or acquire lodging for the night should you stay that long."
Shifting his staff from his side to across his lap, Micah assumed that Sabriel was not finished, and therefore would have perhaps more questions or concerns.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 1:42 pm
☦Cynthia Navetse☦
†Where there is charity and wisdom, there is neither fear nor ignorance.†[Location: Cathedral]
☩ The most obvious thing about the petite woman in front of Raven was the enormous Cross that lay diagonally against her back. The round portion of the Cross reached down to her left ankle, and the base of the cross hovered over her head, leaving the handle portion of the weapon resting just above her right shoulder. The whole thing was finished in a layer of bronze, but the shorter cross-piece had it's edges sharpened, revealing a steel core. These edges could easily stab right through someone with a full swing behind it, but that might actually be better than having any other part of the behemoth crush your bones to a powder. It seemed amazing that this woman would be able to wield such a colossus, and yet there should stood before the newly transformed Raven without the slightest hint of strain. ☩
☩ This was the guardian of the relic they had been searching for, and in a twisting of fate it seemed that now she would be helping Raven search for her friends. ☩
☩ "My name is Cynthia, Guardian of the Cross. Come with me and we shall release your friends." ☩
☩ Her voice resonated through the empty cathedral, betraying her hidden strength. Their journey to acquire the others in the dungeons below would not be an easy one, but Cynthia believed it was possible, and faith to prevail over these dark times is what would need to carry them through. They needed to find Raven's comrades, and then continue onto the mystery of where Heaven's leader had been transported. Without waiting for a reply from Raven, Cynthia would stride passed her and exit the Cathedral. While the prison they sought indeed lay far beneath where they stood, the entrance was not kept here. Sizouze would never allow something like an entrance to an underground dungeon desecrate this holy place. And Cynthia would never dream of blasting a hole in the floor. No, the long way around was the only option she was giving Raven, seeing as she wouldn't know where her comrades were being kept anyway. ☩
☩ However, something told Cynthia that time wasn't their ally. ☩
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 3:37 pm
⋘ The ℜ 𝖊 𝖛 𝖊 𝖓 𝖆 𝖓 𝖙 Guardian ⋙
"And as the Ascended One danced into Heaven, the Revenant Guardian returned..."
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"I am Raveena. Please call me Raven. That is a Virtue..."
Raven casually fell in step behind Cynthia. She knew the relic as soon as she saw it. How was that so? It resonated deep in her bones, like a familiar energy seeping through her and saturating her soul. She was an Astral Virtue Guardian, and Virtue called to Virtue. It comforted her to know that someone such as Cynthia guarded it. All that Raven could do was have faith that if anything got in their way, she would be there to defend the Virtue alongside the woman and overcome whatever force came their way.
It was a familiar thing, flanking Cynthia. It was something Raven did with Lucas. She felt an aching in her heart but trusted his words that the Council would not kill him yet; she had only briefly glimpsed a woman before the entire convoy had vanished underground. Who had she been? From what Sizouze had said, there was no way the Council had orchestrated this disappearance, though they may have had their strings pulled by someone else. Raven sank into that familiar routine of observing every scenario she could manage. It kept her sane when she was sure she would crack and lose her composure. She liked dealing with information and security. She enjoyed the art of being tact and clever. It is why she had become so engrossed in her own spy network. Sorting through information, facts, truths and fallacies was what she dabbled with. Even in the ethereal world, illusions had virtually no effect on her because she was not entirely human. For all the emotional strength that gave Raven her raw power, she also found comfort in the black and white of facts.
Her gaze traversed up and down the Cross, admiring its craftsmanship. In a strange twist of thoughts, Raven felt relieved that she was not the only petite woman who could throw around her weight with things. Most people did not realize that her Naginata, for it's slim, pathetic form, had an incredibly heavy core metal that allowed it to weigh approximately three tons. As it evolved, that core metal took over and manifested itself into the very Lunar Scythe she held. The Scythe itself had raised and rested with the crest protruding from her right shoulder, the steady pulse of moonlight comforting and warm along the nape of her neck.
The Cathedral had done something to Raven. It had inspired things in her she was not sure she could shake. She had been raised in a realm of science, where her very body had been torn apart and re-mended, re-purposed, where only laws prevailed, and not the holy doctrines of Heaven's Realm that she followed. Somewhere along the path, Raven had questioned things in life. What was worth fighting more, when it was time to give up on something. She had brutally massacred her two children, and her then-Husband had shunned her out of fear. Restless. Raven was restless with life and her ever-going search for answers. Who she was, what she was destined for. Was this what it was? And how far was she truly willing to go. She answered Lucas' call because she had found faith again through him. And it grew in strength through Toma, through Naomi, Desmond. It grew thrice in strength through Kira and Wyndom, for all the adventures they had been through.
She thought of the powerful strike that Moirae had dealt that would have killed Kira. Raven remembered laying there, bleeding profusely, feeling the tired that was creeping up on her. She had thought of all of her friends, all of her loved ones. She was strong because of them, and would be stronger still if she died. OXY had designed her not to love, not to rely on emotions they deemed weak, and yet by stripping Raven of her ability to love, they had created their strongest weapon when that Virtue rebounded ten-fold. Raven gripped the dual-shaft of the Scythe tightly, her cheek resting against the warm, glowing runes. They were going to release her friends. She couldn't chide herself for being late. Better late than never; Raven cracked a crooked grin.
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||. Ego si relapsus resurgo .||
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 12:02 am
Sabriel Megalith [ Small Chamber ] Sabriel smirked smugly at Citel as Micah explained to him why they couldn't go roaming around the city without an invitation.
"If there weren't politics in everything I wouldn't have two kingdoms to run"
Covering her mouth with her hands, her blue eyes widened almost as far as they would go.
"Oh no. You two didn't just hear that!"
Turning bright red, she shut her mouth and put her hands back into her lap smiling as brightly as possible, trying to pretend that she hadn't just broken part of her cover.
"Do you have any indication of when Lucas and his vanguard are likely to return?"
Mentally the fairy kept kicking herself over and over again for her slip of the tongue.
She'd been doing so well up until that point too!
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 12:11 am
 ~:'þɹɐƃʎᴎ ɯðþµʎM':~
A sinking feeling overwhelmed Wyndom as his body was sucked into the earth. It all happened quickly, before Wyndom even had a chance to break the spell. However not all was lost...it appeared they now resided in a prison - at least Alexandria had been true to her word, all she wanted was to restrain them.
Looking around, Wyndom would make note that everyone was present and seemingly uninjured, an observation he would test by asking, "Hey...everyone else alright?" It was then that Alexandria came and spoke to them before hurrying off for other duties.
Each person was trapped in some field of energy, suspended slightly in the air and unable to move. Attempting to contact Raven had failed as it appeared any sort of telepathy was blocked down here. Whether that was the force fields, the distance, or that they might even be in a different realm, Wyndom didn't know. What he did know was that Lucas had entrusted him to lead the little group, and he would show no signs of despair. They were down, but not out!
Focusing a small portion of electricity in his right index finger, Wyndom would test the waters of this energy. As the first trickle of it flowed onto his finger his entire body was immediately racked with pain. He flinched and bit the inside of his cheek to refrain from calling out.
". . ."
"You can try your powers if you want...but chances are whatever these runes and energy fields around us are, they prevent us from creating a whole lot of juice and shock us back in retaliation."
Their situation was grim, but all they needed to do was find a weakness to these energy beams holding them. Then, once that was done they would need to find a way out of the cell itself, before making their way out of the prison. They had a large task in front of them, but perhaps with some teamwork they would be able to pull through.
 
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 11:22 am
Kain and Avery
"Well, I'm alright at least. Not sure about Avery, though." Kain would call out to Wyndom, in response, while looking over at Avery who seemed to be entirely unresponsive. Perhaps the spell or whatever had effected him more than anyone else here? Regardless, Kain's attention would be brought to the woman that had brought them here in the first place. "Think about why we're here? Because of your sorry cowardly Celestial arse! That's why! YOU DAMNED CELESTIAL!" Kain would scream as she went through the portal or whatever it was. Kain would slowly turn his gaze to Wyndom - a harsh gleam in his glaring eyes. "To think you guys thought Hell was the bad guys. Your corruption rises to ranks even higher than your highest ranks - what a joke. Filthy celestials."
Kain would break away from his own glare, and look around the room. His pillar wasn't here, and he couldn't sense it. In his mind this broke down to either it was too distant, or they were in a separate realm. Considering the chick just had to walk through a portal to get out: he figured a separate realm.
At that second Wyndom tried their 'cells' and reacted before explaining what happened. This..gave Kain an idea. His turn. Kain would reach up and touch the ornate plates of steel that hung on his collar, and began to send energy into his hands. Immediately the cell retaliated, and sent pain coursing through his body, but Renzoken crystal began to grow across his hands. With a grin, Kain would look over at Wyndom. "Boomshakalaka, baby"
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Phantom_Knight_x_ Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 1:07 am
"I am fine as well." Negi speaking towards Wyndom, he had abandoned his chant to summon one of his spirits. The cell wouldn't be big enough for the five of them and then a spirit. After Kain would cry out about the cowardly celestial. "Aye, you would think people would have standards and not use such cheep tricks." Standing up, Negi would walk towards a wall and he would lean on it. From there he would watch his companions touch the energy fields.
Something about being locked up in a cell really pissed Negi off. At the moment when Kain started to have a crystal like substance on his. Negi would begin to be amused. "What is it? Do you know how to get out of this god forsaken prison cell?" He would say with anticipation.
((Sorry it isn't much but couldnt really think of anything at the moment.))
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