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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 4:34 pm
After getting his sword stuck in the tree, Chronic had little time to act before his legs were kicked up, sending him spinning on the hilt of his blade and back onto his feet. As he watched his opponent launch himself into the air, he quickly pulled the sword out of the tree and watched as his doppelganger fired demonic charged bullets back at his angelic ones, creating the same fizzling effect as before.
As his foe landed, he had to quickly act and parry his blows with his blade in his right hand, and his gauntlet on his left. A few slashes connected, drawing strange blue glowing blood from him.
As his adversary retreated into the air, Chronic quickly drew his silver blade, Rebellion, in his empty hand and followed suit. His veiny dragon-like wings extending from inside his back and out through the holes in his shirt and vest. He crouched down and launched himself through the air, his wings flapping rapidly. Once he would get about half way to his opponent, he would throw both blades at him.
The two blades would spin rapidly, Alastor sending bursts of lightning as it did so. If Chronic's opponent moved, they would follow. He continued through the air until he got close enough to send a powerful fiery uppercut at his foe; his doppelganger still providing cover fire, making sure not to hit Chronic as he did so.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:11 pm
Krono was awaiting his opponent to join him in arial combat, and as such he was prepared for the assault that was about to ensue. That pesky shadow of his was still firing at him and in stead of jus dodgin it he thought of an easier idea. He unsheathed his swords, and held one in each hand. Cain began to give off a red aura in his right hand while Abel began to give off a a light blue aura in his left. He removed his hands from the hilts and they continued to hover where they were for a few moment before they started moving with blinding speed, deflecting the bullets that were coming at him.
After he had that situation under control, he drew his attention to his foe who had broken through the canopy of the forest. He noted an odd thing about him as well, his wings were like that of a dragon. His attention was taken from that as he saw his enemy throw both his swords at him. One of them began emitting jolts of electricity at him. He moved out of the way to dodge the first few and in retaliation put his hand forward, sending his shield of the dual katanas to intercept his foes swords, he would be able to keep them preoccupied with ease.
As Krono had done this his foe had drawn quite a bit closer, however his mind wandered and a few bullets from the covering fire had slipped through and managed to hit him in the right shoulder, left forearm, and right leg. These hits made him backflip once, the pain being very little to him. During the flip he saw his opponent about to uppercut him with the fire gauntlet on his hand and before it could connect he feel through a portal he had opened up. While falling through he grabbed his Buster Rifles and fell through another portal which opened up beneath his foes just as he was reaching the point where he would've struck at him earlier and fired a massive charge.
He then dropped the rifles into two portals on either side of him and looked at the blood that was leaking from his wounds which were slowly healing. He smirked as he realized it would be a good time to test out one of his newer weapons. Before the wounds could heal, he held his hands out in front of him and drew more blood from his bullet holes. The blood formed an orb in front of him and when there was enough there, a scythe began to form. Once it was done he grabbed it at the middle and held it firmly, blood dripping from the edge of the scythe and awaited the next move.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:23 pm
Kassatsu could hear alot of commotion amongst the forest and wondered what it was about. The thought passed though as he left to go and continue his walk around the forest a bit. He felt there was many things around here he might need to figure out if not deal with. He than could see some action amongst the forest a bit and stopped to watch like always and smile.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:28 pm
A gentle hiss lashed the air through the sound of the gunfight, an Archon plummeting from the sky. As per usual it came in the robotic form of a hovering ball, glowing a soft blue as it whirred between branches. The main 'iris' of the thing blinked several times as it lowered itself closer to ground level, floating at an assisting 4ft height from the forest floor. There it would maintain a feeling of proximity, without intimidation.
Utterly devoid of weaponry in any way shape or form, the mechanical yet soft male voice began to hum to itself. "Hmm hmm hmm..." It hummed, the melodic nature of it's voice seeming both sincere and inviting. It stopped on occasion to inspect some of the larger lifeforms such as trees, before moving on in search of sentient life.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:34 pm
Kassatsu turned a bit to see an object in a bright light, not far and gave a puzzled look. It was no angel, he would have known or sensed that easily. What ever it was, it gave him another bit of curiousity, though he knows the little tale and planned to keep his ground and watch as best as he could.
Whistles
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:39 pm
"Oh, this is most alarming! Where oh where have the sentient life gone? Surely there must be someone to recieve my message." The little bot chatted to itself worriedly, the smooth voice timing each word with gentle pace. It floated along silently, almost lazily. It was in no real rush to find anyone, despite the nature of it's objective. With little reason to be in the forest save offering invitations, the droid was hoping to find someone.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:48 pm
Kassatsu stared at the metal object for awhile and felt no threat from it and felt kind of amused by such a little thing. He could only imagen its reason for being in such a place much be order or it wouldn't just wonder in one place for such awhile. Kassatsu took a few steps out and than felt like moving a bit closer near a tree and leaning aganist it while lighting one of his cigarrets and taking a puff off it. He smiled and watched some more.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:53 pm
Scanners easily picked up the energies lashing about the area, as well as several biosigns. Though the heat of the cigarette was null compared to that of the combatants explosive measure, the little bot was able to pinpoint the figure behind the tree. Nodding with a gentle tilt forwards it floated towards the tree, it's voice once more coming to life. "Greetings, I am ThreeFortyNine-Distant Cypher, resource management and promotional unit class 1. Please, do not be alarmed." The little bot was of course scanning everyone, though not in a dubious fashion.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:59 pm
Kassatsu was a bit amazed. A robot? He smiled and removed his cigarret and blew the smoke away from the robot and gave a small bow, than held the cigarret in his hand while remaining still against the tree.
"For a robot, your manners are well programmed, and quite grammared as well. "
Kassatsu looked the robot up and down. He couldn't tell a thing about it, he was never a mechanic like exspert so he didn't try to think if this thing was going to attack, scannign to learn what he was, or just plain trying to find something or someone...if not both.
"So what is a fine piece of equipment doing out in a region like this?"
Kassatsu held a eerie like smile with his cigarret hand over part of his face as if to take a smoke but instead to just stand and wait for a reply.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:03 pm
Using his split second precognition, Chronic saw the attack coming, but there was little he could do.
Damn...I didn't want to do this.
Before the buster rifle was fired, Chronic's eyes began to glow red, and a strange energy surrounded him. His doppelganger warped and disappeared periodically as this happened. At the exact moment the blast fired, a red dome appeared around Chronic, pulling in all energy and beings in the immediate area momentarily before launching them away not even a second later. The blast would fire away into the sky, as Chronic would remain unscathed.
However, where the platinum-haired man once was, was now a hideous creature covered in armour; Twisted horns coming from the top of his head. His eyes were now yellow, and his mouth was full of fangs. The wings on his back were now insect-like. A powerful energy was emanating from him.
He snarled, as his two blades materialized back in his clawed hands. He quickly flew backward and launched himself back forward at an incredible rate inside a bolt of lightning, poised to perform a cross slash when in range and keep going until he was a safe distance away before reverting back to his original form. The transformation would leave him disoriented temporarily.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:14 pm
"Regional deployment of sectors one through five, commonly referred to as the Black Company Forest, has been facilitated with the intent of delivering invitations for an upcoming event. Benefactor and associates have completed the construction and relocation of the space-station 'The Cradle' and are now seeking eager residents to attend the official opening ceremony." The droid was of course long-winded, yet still spoke smoothly. Keeping the same pace through and through, it continued to build a file about this new person. "If you don't mind, may I ask your name?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:22 pm
"My name?"
Kassatsu thought about this a bit. This robot might have info on Katsu and the where about of his nephew. If so this would help him find the two and possibly even complete if not double cross his masters wishes. He took another puff than blew it again away from the robot and tossed the cigarret away and quick enough the flame of it blew out.
"Izumari Kassatsu. If you curious robot its a Japanese name, so last comes first, incase you didn't know that. As for an invite, I guess it would be interesting to see this, 'Cradle' place. And the Black Company, I heard but never seen much of them."
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:29 pm
The droid cross-referenced for a moment, before beeping to itself. Apparently there was a critical flaw in it's linguistics base, as swedish was splicing with japanese and native american. English held of course, it was after all the primary language built into the thing. "Thank you for the clarification. Izumari, Kassatsu, it is my pleasure to cordially invite you to the first annual Sea of Stars Gala, onboard the recently completed space-station 'The Cradle.' The event is to be formal, tie and coat. Company of a date is encouraged, though you shouldn't feel hard-pressed to find one. The date is to be announced, though updates will be arriving in the near future. Transport can be found at the nearby fortification and adjacent mass Driver." The droid had added a quirk of humor, though it was subtle. Whether or not the manw as comfortable leaving th surface didn't register on the droid.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:46 pm
"Hmm, well I always dress for the occassion so I dont have a problem there. A date for the lovely event as you put it, well I dont see that happening since no one really around here knows me exsept one or two people. But as you said its not a problem, I'll just go as I am. Though I wonder, how does one that does not fly and breathes go to a place far and in a place near the death of space?"
Kassatsu straighten a bit from standing against the tree, then listend to the sounds as well in the background. Smirking to the fun where it was taking place must be. But he didn't mind, he was interested after all at this robot and its event it was advertising.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:56 pm
The hovering ball hummed to itself for a moment as it pulled up the appropriate file, a ghostly blue holographic image forming at a smaller scale before it's central optic. This would provide a visual comparison to that which it described. The holographic projection showed by the mass driver, and the fort nearby as well as a few hangars. "Accessing file, Mass Driver: The mass driver is a design incorporated into heavy freight shuttles and their successful integration to airborne or orbital targets. Measuring over three miles in length, the Mass Driver is fully capable of launching a commercial shuttle with minimal amounts of turbulence. It should act as an appropriate method of transportation for the event. naturally, there will be no fee for this service or those afforded during the Gala." The bot answered the question, hoping the mention of the spacecraft would assist.
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