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 Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 3:37 pm
 <..:::Ira:::..>Ira walked down the pathways of the city. Her fiery red hair blowing in the breeze as she made her way around, looking for the shop she needed. Her attention was drawn to a fight. She stopped where she was and watched what was going on, a look of boredom on her face. Ira reached one gloved hand up and pushed her glasses up. She didn't really need them, but she liked the way they felt on the brim of her nose. She watched as someone went to interrupt the fight. A small pout appeared on her face. Seems this amusement would end soon. And it had barely begun.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 3:44 pm
Marcus NataliMarcus blinked, trying to act innocent. " Nothing! Nothings wrong with my wrist. It all went without a hitch!" He put down the bread and raised his other hand. He knew this would hurt. A lot. But, he had to at least try to convince her he was fine.
Inwardly yowling in his mind, he swerved his wrist in circles, moving it up and down. He spent a good ten seconds doing this, before picking up the bread with his good hand and ripping off a piece with his teeth, holding it in his jaw so he wouldn't bite off his tongue. Gods above that hurt! Still , he smiled to ward away suspicion.
" Nothing wrong with it. As in fine working condition as ever." He mentally sweated, hoping she didn't investigate further. If she did, she would find a long gash on his arm where a jagged piece of wood had almost sliced it open, just under his shirt.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 3:46 pm
 Sabine -o- Winters• • • Sabine looked back and saw someone chasing after them and she could tell right off the bat that it was a guard. She closed her eyes, her mind still believing she was in the dream. She was going to be captured... and have her magic removed. No! She had to live. She had to avenge her parents. When Iliad asked what she was sorry for she shook her head. She couldn't say it. Hell she had just brought up his worst fear and nightmare and played it in her head god knows how many times.
The wind around them was starting to pick up a she heard the mantra coming from his mouth. Before long, they were off, like a rocket. Sabine had done what she was told and was taking slow breaths, but since she was still crying they were coming out more rapid then she had hoped. She was surprised at the speed as he ran, and could feel her arms slipping away from his body. She squeezed her thighs around him trying to keep herself from falling. At this speed and the height they were at, a fall could be deadly. But as much as she held on, she still felt her arms slipping slightly.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 3:47 pm
=|Echo Iselsi|=  Echo slowed down to a slight jog. He quickly took off a guantlet and pulled out a small throwing knife. He was a terrible shot but he couldn't catch them wearing his armor. "Outrun this..." He threw the knife as hard and accurate as possible but that didn't help too much. The knife shot just a foot off the mans right side.
"damn..." He slipped his guantlet back on but instead of chasing them directly he made look like he jumped clear off the roof but dug his claws into the side wall a couple feet down, dropped, then took side streets heading in the general direction off the rebels or so he thought.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:11 pm
  Iliad noticed the knife miss and smiled, "What a crappy shot." He said smiling. Iliad then noticed Sabine starting to slip off of his back. Crap. He thought, trying to tighten his grip but to no avail. He cussed and ran down the wall and stopped in the alley. His energy now all gone he let go of Blackbird, "I... hope... I didn't ruffle your feathers too bad..." He said inbetween gasps, hands on his knees. Iliad stood up and grabbed her hand, "Come on, we should be safe but I don't want to take any chances, I have a safe house not to far from here, come on." He said as he started to run towards the street. It took only a few steps before he dropped to his knees. "I'm sorry, running like that really takes it out of me." He said standing up and trying to run again.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:12 pm
 Nyx: Youngest Princess of Astra
Narrowing her eyes, she watched him. She knew that when he wanted to, Marcus could hide his pain and discomfort from her and anyone else for that matter. Ever since they were little, he would break something and when he was asked, he would do something without showing any pain then go somewhere else and get it fixed up. "Are you sure Marcus?" she asked him.
"So if I did this," she reached forward and wrapped her hand around his wrist. "And squeezed, you would be fine?" She slowly closed her hand tighter. Her other arm rested on the table, bent at the elbow with her head on her hand. She had already finished her apple and was satisfied with her meal. She wasn't sure when she would eat again, but the bread and apple were perfect for the morning when she never ate breakfast.
"You can't hide much from me Marcus, you even picked up and are eating with just your other hand and mouth. That is not normal so much for you."
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:18 pm
Sabine -o- Winters• • • As they landed in the alley, she let go of his shoulders and toppled backwards onto the ground. She gasped her lungs burning from the speed they were running. It was of course... from the lack of proper breathing. She had her eyes closed but shook her head when he said he hoped her hadn't ruffled her feathers. She'd reprimand him for that later. Right now... she just wanted to hide... get away from this area as fast as she could to any house.
She felt him grab her hand and start running to the end of the alley, but then he stopped, nearly spent. She bit her lip and walked up next to Iliad, wrapping her arm around his waist helping him stand. They needed to get out of here.
"You'll be able to rest when we are out of the streets." She said quietly, her voice still shaky. "If you need to, put your weight on me and I'll help you. Tell me where to go."
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:22 pm
=|Echo Iselsi|= Echo only watched. He had taken a side Street and then went back on the roof tops. He hung like a hunter with one arm and both feet planted on the wall. He never fought out of breath but he had a job. before they could run off too far he lunged down from the roof top landing just a meter infront of them.
"Well now, i have never tried to run like that before..." They couldnt see it but they coud tell he had a smirk on his face. "You're fast but i know short cuts. Now are you willing to come quietly or by force?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:23 pm
Marcus NataliMarcus yelped in pain as she tightened her grip. He tore his arm from her, grunting. Without having to look, he knew the wound had opened up, and blood was oozing down his arm. He gave her a defeated look and sighed. She always knew when he was faking. Well, sometimes anyway.
" I had an episode while spying on the castle..." He muttered, moving his sleeve down to his shoulder, revealing the gash. It looked rather nasty. Puss and blood oozed down a jagged mark that covered much of his forearm, and a nasty bruise covered the area circling the wound. "...I was almost spotted by two guards. I jumped over a wall, and didn't land properly. A plank of wood grazed my arm, and i landed on my wrist. I didn't want you to worry about me...you have enough on your mind..."
Marcus looked away, his face a mixture of sadness and guilt.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:36 pm
Iliad stood up and walked another few steps before jumping back out of instinct. Where he was a man in armour and very intimidating gauntlets appeared. Iliad pulled out his two daggers and gritted his teeth, "Do you really have to ask?" He spat out, positioning himself between Echo and Sabine. He leaned low, getting into his fighting stance, "So, do you really think you have enough in you to take me out?" He said, acting like he was at full strength, though in reality he felt like a strong breeze would be able to drop him. I won't let myself be intimidated, and I won't loose. He thought ready for whatever might happen.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:41 pm
Sabine -o- Winters• • • Sabine followed suit, grabbing the hilt of her Claymore, pulling it from it's sheath. She moved so she was standing next to Iliad, pointing the long blade at him. It really wasn't fair for a two against one battle, but she wasn't about to let him take either of them away. The Circlet around her head sparkled in the sun, as she clenched her hands around her sword.
"He can try to take you out, but he'll have to go through me first. I've had some beef with these guards for a while. It's about time I actually fought..." She said with a smirk, her anger at the moment, replacing the sadness of her nightmare. She would fight as long as she had to... the rest she'd worry about later. "Well... you gonna make a move?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:58 pm
=|Echo Iselsi|= Echo lowered himself into his fighting stance, he was out numbered and he loved it. "Finally... im sick of one on one." He cracked his neck and got into a lunge position. He laughed at the girls comment, it wasn't a normal laugh; more grimacing than not. "Hey little girl, you better pray your first swing kills me, theres a reason why Im called the Silver ghost of Death." --EDITED--
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 5:01 pm
Nyx: Youngest Princess of Astra
Nyx released her friends wrist and sighed softly. "You can be a real pain in the butt, you know," she said. Shaking her head, she winced as he revealed the long cut on his arm. "Jeez Marcus! What the hell happened?!" she raised her voice at him as he continued to speak. Getting up from the table and letting him speak, she went around the kitchen taking up a clean towel and some hot water from the pot over the fire as he spoke.
Shaking her head some, she sat back down next to him and gently took his arm, examining it as she dipped the towel in the water. Slowly and tenderly, she cleaned the wound. "This looks infected," she murmered. "And I will always work about you, you are my best friend. If anything happened to you I would be beside myself if I lost you." Her voice had stayed quiet, unsure if he even heard her or not. She silently hoped that he ignored it if he did hear it.
"It looks like this will need to be stitched," her eyes shifted up to his face with a grin. "I can do it if you would like. I'm sure there is plenty of threads and needles around her." She was trying to tease him. She remembers the first time she had tried to stitch something up, it didn't go over very well. She has gotten better though, taking lessons in the castle for it stitching clothing was about the same for flesh.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 5:08 pm
Iliad looked at Sabine, his head swam with thoughts, Why is she still here, I got in his way so she could run... Returning his focus to Echo, Iliad smiled, "Oh, cocky are we, well stop, thats my schtick." Iliad loosened his grip on his blades and smiled as the man lunged at them. Iliad jumped into the air, right over Echo and shot his feet straight down, aiming to stomp his chest. "And theres a reason they call me the Blade on the Winds, and I think there is a reason for her name too but meh... it kinda sucks." He said with a devilish grin, and with both swords covering his front and back just in case Echo desided to use his blades. He was working purely on adreniline, he figured he would probably pass out after the battle. [hey, i'm a slow writer, mind if we work a one at a time posting plan, just so its even?]
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 5:13 pm
Sabine -o- Winters• • • ((Sounds good to me. Maybe do a pattern? I usually do one on one battles, so having some other people there is going to be interesting! Lol))
Sabine looked at Iliad and shook her head. He'd get it later for that. She saw the Guard run at them and move to kick out her legs. She saw Iliad jump over him and she moved backwards in a reverse arch. She swung her legs up, her sword held in her hands, her one foot aimed at his face. She hoped that she would hit him and get him far enough away so that she could run with her blade. She waited for a minute on her hands and spun her legs around hoping to hit him again before bringing them down and standing, her blade in her hands again.
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