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 Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 5:16 pm
* Ali smiled a little at her and patted her head, if anything Ali had been the one raising hell as always. Still He doubted she would get much hassle in the future now that the others knew Ali would beat them up if they did bully her.* Don't worry about it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:02 pm
It had been a few days since Ziven had seen Ali. Knowing that he was being targeted, she decided to go find him. When he was not at home and none had seen him either, she frowned deeply, a look of determination her face. Striding away from his castle, she opened her mind for miles in all directions, on a search for signs of life from Ali or Critter. A few minutes later, she stopped in her stride and looked straight up with confusion on her face. Tilting her head slightly, she could not refrain from comment in saying; "How can that be?" she said softly. Those close to her looked at her with amusement or upset, telling her she was acting oddly. She did not care, however, as she was on a mission.
Her clothes were replaced by a suit of armor and a moment later, she seemed to jump from the ground .. but did not come back down, instead soaring higher and higher. It was but a moment when she could be seen just outside of a flying machine she was not familiar with. Ali was definitely in there, but what would be the best way of getting in? Moving all around the craft, her presence was easily seen as she made no attempt to hide herself. The fear factor of seeing her flying alongside the craft was almost enough to convince them of not even trying to take her on.
On the opposite side, she found a door .. what luck! Opening it, she was met by a man foolish enough to shoot at her. She frowned and shook her head as the bullets ricochet back at him, killing him instantly. Feeling pity for the fool, she grabbed his body, instead of allowing him to fall out of the craft, throwing him on the floor as she shut the door. But now .. the question of what next?
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:14 pm
* Another tooth was knocked out as Ali tasted the fist of a man that looked strong enough to be a pro boxer, Ali spitting it out and adding it to the collection of five already on the floor. Ali sure was a sight to behold, all his toes had been smashed, gone, thanks to a bloody hammer, his hands nailed to the chairthrough every joint on the fingers, his testicles squashed by a pair of clamps, finger nails pulled off, several cuts on his body and overall other wounds. Despite it all Ali wasn't makeing a single painful sound, he hadn't even said ouch durring the entire ordeal. He had however learned alot. Ali had deliberatly let himself be kidnapped and it seemed like these guys were really frustrated of his lack of dieing. The man picking up a hacksaw from the table and smiling at Ali widely, oh great was he going to saw off Ali's arms and legs now?* Any last words? * Ali looked up at the man with a smile, laughing a little afterwards before speaking some words that earned him a gash on the forhead made by the hacksaw.* Yeah, your dad likes it up the a**...
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:24 pm
She narrowed her eyes, having heard what the man said to Ali in the next room over. Another man came towards her, those in the room with Ali hearing the commotion all wanting to get in on the action, but it would not end well as they hoped, finding themselves unable to move before they all seemed to die without any logic to their death. Moving in to the room where Ali was, Ziven became enraged to see such a sight. She swore several times before cursing him and his current family for great misfortunes, she cast the one curse on him that would make him suffer most; the cruciatus curse. Looking to Ali with a combination of anger, sadness and concern, she moved closer to him, waving her hand to undo his bindings, despite knowing it would likely result in him falling to the floor. "What may I do to help you?" she asked softly, showing him respect in her kindness, not wanting to do anything he did not approve of. There was one more man on the ship that had yet to be taken care of in some manner; the pilot. Still, she ignored him as not being a threat for the moment, she had completed her mission of finding Ali.
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:34 pm
* Ali took a deep breath and moved his right lower arm into his mouth, muffeling a long painful scream. Ali looking up at Ziven afterwards with a smile, waving his left hand to the best of his current abillity for the moment at her.* About time someone showed up, would you mind placing one of the guys against me so I can feast upon him?* Ali gave her a toothy grin as he sat himself up in a more comfortable position.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:49 pm
"It would be my pleasure." she said softly, going to the man who was writhing in agony. The moment she touched him, it all stopped, he seemed to go completely limp as if he had just died. Truth was, he was in a sort of catatonic state. Still feeling the memories of the pain, he would now feel the life being drained from him by Ali. Half dragging the man along the floor, half carrying him, she moved her hand, lifting Ali from the ground so he would have an easier time feasting. "Do you require more?" she asked in a serious tone, watching him as he drank.
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:54 pm
Yeah, i'll need him and half of another one.* Ali grinned as he bit down onto the mans neck, starting to feast. While Ali feasted his body began to heal itself, little at first. Taking care of the smaller wounds but soon his toes were beginning to build themselves up, by the time he was done, Ali would stagger around on his feet but he needed more to get into top notch condition.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:57 pm
Moving to the front, she grabbed the pilot from behind, he had no idea what was going on. Dragging him along just the same as the other, he was flailing about, kicking and shouting but did not know what his fate would be. Her patience was lost after a moment, she cast the same curse on him as she had done to the man torturing Ali, but only for a moment, just long enough to get him to shut up once it stopped. Handing him to Ali when he was ready for the second, she was smiling a bit as she could see he was already feeling better. "I admire your ability to heal."
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 2:05 pm
All vampires have this ability.* Ali grinned a little as he held onto the pilotwith his right hand, lifting him a little over the ground and with a simply flick of the wrist snapping his neck. Biting down on it afterwards and feasting until fully healed. Dropping the pilot and letting out a content sigh, taking off his pants afterwards and putting them on since they basically looked to be the same size. Besides After feasting a vampire tended to "get in the mood" so this would make sure it wasn't embaressing for Ziven nor Ali.* Take me to where you found the pilot, I'm gonna make sure this thing crashes where I want it to rather then fall from the sky over a potential city.
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 2:09 pm
"As you wish. Though I would rather drop this contraption on the city where it is intended to land, most preferred would be to drop it on the building where those who were responsible for your torture reside." she said in a flat tone, clearly quite upset. Knowing that only she and Ali remained on the ship, she dismissed her armor. She used magic also to clean Ali off more than he already once, once they left the room where he was being tortured. "I am quite displeased with this. And if you agree with my comment, I need only to know where it belongs, I will ensure that it goes the way it should."
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 2:18 pm
If there's a mainifest log on board then their main base should be mentioned there, I'd rather go in armed and ready rather then in a pair of pants only. Besides my troops are hungry for action, mainly the enforcers.* Ali grinned a little at her as he walked next to her, his eyes darting around as they reached the steering room. The first thing he did was to check their current coordinates, then on a displayed map some suitable coordinates and current flight path. Changing them was easy enough and making sure it crashed was also easy, the difficult thing would be to get off the tin can. After locking the steering wheel, Ali began to search for the mainifest log.* I assume you've planned a escape plan?
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 7:30 pm
"I believe you have misunderstood my suggestion. I wish to throw this .. vessel down upon those responsible for creating this and taking you in to capture. Only that. No fighting, we will not remain any longer. It may serve as a warning message, telling them that there is more to come. It is like when I was younger. One of the children would throw a big rock at me, then go to find friends to continue the torment." she said with a smile, nodding her head. "I will then either use magic or we may fly away. I am confident you would prefer the latter, yes?" she said confidently, her armor returning to her body.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:36 pm
Well aren't you bloodthirsty now?* Ali smiled at Ziven because of the "crash this and kill them all comment", finally finding the Minifest logbook and stuffing it into one of the back pockets. Checking their altitude and frowning a little, flying down would be cold..but better to be cold then teleport.* Let's get out of here, destroying this thing would give them a financial blow anyways and that might be worse.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:39 pm
"As you wish. Take my hand, please." she replied softly, holding out her own. If he would not take her hand, she would grab his arm without consent. She wanted to get on with this as quickly as possible. Once he took her hand or she grabbed him, she would take off, holding him with one hand as the device and those in the contraption would burst in to a in impressive ball of flames, nothing but ash falling to the ground.
She would be silent for a moment as she carried him in flight back towards his castle. "For the record .. I do not thirst for blood, I do not enjoy shedding blood. In combat, one should not attack if they are not prepared to lose everything they value. To have thrown their device on their lands would have brought reality to their minds. Is this battle they have started truly worth it? Likely, the answer is no. They have no idea what challenges will face them with even just you and I as their opponents." she said in a flat tone. Yes, she was very sweet. Yes, she was very kind. Yes, she was one who protected others. However, when others would bring such chaos to those she cared about, there was little mercy nor tolerance shown towards those responsible.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 2:06 pm
* Ali was taking the flight time to browse through the manifest log, taking mental notes of some interesting coordinates and names mentioned. Leon Trent, Hans Grüger, Tzu Chun Chi and Mio Detstojov being some of the interesting names. Mr. Trent was a very wealthy and influencial man, his fingers were also in more crooked places then a prostitutes....nevermind, Grüger was a nazi, pure and simply. You could say he was a hybrid of Hitler and Himmler. Chun Chi was one of the head leaders of the Triads, probably along on the ride just to have Ali's head on a silver plate. Detsojov was a key person in the russian mob, a real nasty piece of work. Ali had actually done business with him in the past, at the time Mio had been busy punishing a subordinate durring the deal by bashing his face in and slicing it up with barbwire. Even Ali had gotten a little spooked by his personality.* Well judging by some of the guys mentioned in here, I don't think you'll want to get involved anymore.
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