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 Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 11:48 pm
The wall would shatter in front of Than as his choatic energy ripped through it. However, revealed in the shattering of the glass like onyx covering is a five foot thick wall of neo-titanium. Unless Than had come with a heat source capable of a 50 million kelvin output... he had just struck a dead end.
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Xol rolled his neck around which immediately caused a resounding concierto of cracks. She had just fed him an extremely large morsel and it would take a few moments to register just how large of a piece to the puzzle it truly was.
"Another Fallen... seems alot of you are choosing to leave "The Father" lately. Perhaps one day we can more fully discuss the reaons to that. For now though, explain to me what a Witness Angel is."
Waiting for his anwser, Xol again crossed his arms over his chest and gazed into the Angels eyes with his own crimson ones.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 11:55 pm
Nnn.... Watchers... Witnesses to the history of man.
*So a Witness Angel was just someone who sat back and watched the humans? No wonder she didn't seem a figher, when all one did was sit and watch there was little in the ways of fighting. Still, why would someone who only watched, have enough power to even chip one of Xol's gauntlets? It seemed increadibly stupid, but there must have been a reason*
Nnn....
*Nana winced again, her neck was in a lot of pain and her eyes were gladed over from the drug*
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 11:59 pm
*Than didn't even see the results of his spell. As soon as he exhausted all of that energy, Than's shadow wall fell and he was shot with everything Xol had put out. Since the polymer spray and statis cannons had been closest, odds were they were taken out in the upsurge as well. Still, that left all of the other cannons. Than's flesh would be seared and his body mutilated by the barrage of beams. When it was over, Than would just collapse in a bloody, barely alive heep. Than wasn't dead..... but he was only a step away from it. Than was nothing more than a body waiting to die where it was. If untreated, he would certainly die within the hour* ............
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 12:40 am
Xol. The intruder has been incapacitated and his life signs are at a critical point. In his present state, I would approximate his life span to end within the next thrirty to forty-five minutes.
With a resigned sigh, he grinned and patted Nana on the cheek. "Very well... I'll be back shortly love. Don't go anywhere, we still have much to discuss." His words faded along with his form into a plume of black mist. If Nana was still somewhat coherent she would see her "son" being dragged across the floor in a few moments.
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The cannons fixated on Xol before he had even appeared at the front of the Keep. They immediately disengaged though and slid back into their respective places in the Keep's onyx wall upon identifying their newest target.
"Than, Than, Than. What am I going to do with you? I tell you to not meddle and you do. See what happens?" A wicked sneer cracked his lips knowing full well that Thanatos could not reply back in his broken and seared form. Since time was off the essence, he walked over and grabbed the back of the boys neck, quickly dissolving into a plume of black mist again.
Seconds later both Than and Xol appeared back in the lab. "Computer, ready rejuvenation tube two."
A hole opened up next to Nana's table and a tube, exactly the same as the one Phia was healing in on the opposite side of Nana, rose into place. With little effort, Xol walked over to the tube, dragging Than at his side before tossing him in the tank. "Close the tank and fill it with solution ten, immediate nanite repair."
The tank closed and filled with a light pinkish liquid. The nanites would instantly go to work repairing his damaged parts as a large black bar expanded over his more "private" parts.
"So... where were we Nana? Ah, yes... the whole, "Witness Angel" thing, hm? Explain to me how one who simply watches has so much power then?" He made his way over to Nana again, standing right back in front of her and tilting his head slightly in anticipation of her anwser.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 1:10 am
*Nana was anything but coherent, she was barely stable enough to answer anything with her brain basting in the mysterious liquid Xol had pumped into her. Even with a little bit of counter medication she was still pretty out of it. Her neck hurt to much to really turn to see things in any direction, so she was just looking up at the ceiling, though for now her eyes were closed. She didn't see Xol, man handling Thanatos and tossing him into the tank. Even if she had would it even had registered to her, in the state she was in?*
.....power, to protect history. It must... be reported. Recorded. Preserved.
*So it was like a news reporter with a gun? They watched, and reported what they saw so it could be reported and chronicled. If the information held within the witness was in jepordy and they couldn't get back so that they could report it, then they had a means by which to protect themselves until such time where they could return. So information was the name of the game here, and a power to protect that information until it could be extracted, a power to protect the witness from harm. It was mostly defensive, but as Xol had himself "witnessed", the process also had a slight offensive side aswell. Well, if he didn't want anymore broken tubes, beakers, or other items around his lab mysteriously smashed, he'd have to leave well enough alone not to trigger another power surge again. Who knew what would happen if her program was fully initiated*
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 1:36 am
The information process had to be sped up.
Xol briskly walked to the table next to Nana and picked up the syringe along with the bottle of anti-sedative again. Siphoning out only 10cc this time, he placed the bottle back on the table and injected the liquid into her arms vein again. Noticing that she was obviously in discomfort from the swelling of her neck and jaw, Xol sighed and shrugged. Why not, he figured.
"Computer, novocaine on table one."
The aforementioned table sunk into the floor and appeared again with a new bottle. Presumably novocaine. Picking up the bottle, Xol drew out 20cc into his syringe. He made his way back to Nana and injected 5cc into her two places of her neck and then into two places on her jaw. That should be enough for now. Maybe along with the anti-sedative, she would be able to give and comprehend more complicated anwsers.
"History... recorded, preserved? For what... future generations? Well you sure are doing your job of preserving the future by marrying and procreating with that b*****d Mastema aren't you? Is this some kind of sick joke? Are you actually in love with that thing you call a husband?" He asked, laughing harshly before tossing the syringe back on the table to his side. Perhaps he would get some joy out of this little endeavor after all.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 6:04 pm
.......human history, writen by those who win. Truth of both sides never told. Actual accounts witnessed, preserved. The truth, is maintained...
*Just like the bible being edited for several hundred years, like all human history. In battle it was the victorious side that wrote history, not the loosing side, things were told often onesided. So once the truth of the events were witnessed and recorded, the true actions that took place, the winners, the loosers, these would all be known. There would be no lies that could be made about what happened, this information was stored for both historical and judgmental pourposes. The historical was obvious, but the judgmental? That sort of thing was probably meant for allowing or disallowing those who have died, into heaven. So to preserve the absolute truth, witnesses were given a little extra kick! Nana would continue answering Xol's set of quesions*
...Mastema, where are you? Joke? ...I love him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 6:39 pm
*After being put in the tank, Than would remain limp as before and hopefully the nanites would start to fix his wounds. However, despite the pinkish nanite infested tube, there was still an unusually amount of blood bleeding out of Than's body*
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 10:07 pm
Xol. The subject in rejuvenation tube two is still losing a significant amount of blood. New command?
Tuning away from Nana momentarily, he went into thought and grit his teeth slightly. "Eh... seperate the blood from the nanites solution and reinfuse it via IV tubes while focusing the nanties repair on the areas causing the most blood loss. Oh and increase the tint to 100%."
Affirmative.
He was evil, but he not stupid. Nana might flip out if she saw the condition of her "son" so it was better to extend the black bar to encompass the whole of the tank.
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Xol turned back to Nana upon hearing her speak. His disgust level had just risen to an unfathomable height. Love? Mastema? These words should not and would not be used in the same sentence while he was still drawing breath.
"You love him? You... love him? How can Mastema be loved. The one who has killed thousands in the name of evil. The one that forceibly caused his last wife Aeris to marry him. The one that made that abomination Thanatos to fulfill his plans? HOW? How can you love that thing?" He growled ferociously, baring his demonic fangs as he slid a claw down from Nana's eyebrow to the top of her cheekbone. It would most certainly leave a gnarly scar, his rage blinded him from having such compassion at the moment though.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 10:20 pm
......I love him.
*What ever statements he was making probably wouldn't sink in, they had to do with things Nana was either unaware of, or were too complex for her to answer. But at least one thing she repeated twice, she loved Mastema. As the claw slid down Nana's face, many beads of blood were created in its wake. Nana twists on the table, it was painful afterall. Suddenly two more arcs of energy would shoot over her shoulders down to her feet. If Xol was still there, no doubt his gauntlet would get "pinged" again. Following that would be four more arcs, and several more items in the background breaking. Nana certainly was costing Xol some equipment; the table itself was slowly being damaged by the arcs. When ever one passed over, then there was a build up of strain on the table locks keeping Nana in place. Too much strain and Nana might be able to break free, though sedated she wasn't likely to go anywhere at all*
Ah-ahh!
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 10:30 pm
Xol growled having the arc hit his gauntlet again and immediately grabbed her around the throat, the claws lightly digging into the back of her neck.
"I swear to your God... if one more of those arcs of light shoot out of your body, or one more thing breaks from under your influence... you'll never see your love again. Do you understand?"
It had seem he had snapped, aware that the arcs were a defense mechanism, but threatening her to stop anyway. The mere thought of someone in love with Mastema had caused a few nuts to loosen in his mind. After a few moments of reflection, Xol let go of her throat and glared into her eyes with his own crimson ones again.
"Do you know who I am Nana?" He asked before collecting some of her blood on his claw and erotically licking it off. "I'm that thorn in your wonderful Mastema's side. Xol. Xol Solaris. Do you know why I kidnapped you? Because I thought you were in league with him. An Angel sent from Heaven trying to help him in exchange for something. However, I have stumbled upon something far greater." His voice trailed off and he collected more of her blood and again licked it off his clawed gauntlet.
"I don't believe you love him. It's not possible if you know what he's done and what he is. If you did then you would see him as I and everyone else does. A monster."
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 10:56 pm
*Nana didn't really have control of the arcs, so she had no way of stopping them. If one did appear again which undoubtedly it would, then Nana was probably going to get roughed up even more. By the end of this, she'd probably have a few broken bones, if not more scaring from Xol's blades. Any more pressure from Xol's claws and it would probably be considered an attack on Nana's body; Nana doesn't respond to Xol until after he releases her*
...no.
*Why Xol had bothered to ask if she knew him made no sense, since she had asked him who he was several times already. Xol's appearance had already changed since Nana asked Mastema about him. Even if she could focus in on him, she wouldn't know who he was. Even after he admited to her just who he was, she still remained placid, it was more than likely due to the drugs*
.....Xol?
*Whether Xol believed Nana truely believed that she loved Mastema or not, could easily spark debate withing the BC for those who knew of the relationship. Did Nana know about all the things Mastema had done? Did she agree with his phillosiphy? How could she, was it even possible? It was supposed that Mastema might have some other form of hold over Nana, telepathic perhaps? Messed around with her head until she utterly belived she loved him? It was possible*
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 12:06 am
"You're still not getting it..."
Xol stepped over to the table and filled the syringe with 15cc of the sedative reversal serum. Injecting it into her vein once again, he used the back of his gauntlet to steady Nana's gaze on his face. He would make her focus, he would make her listen, he would make her understand.
"Ha, ok, you love him. Does he love you? Where is he? Why isn't he here saving you Nana. Where is your precious lover when you need him most? Wait. Let me tell you. Sitting in his favorite seat and contemplating who he can kill and maim next to better himself or his plans." He gaze was intent, burning into her own. She was just like Thanatos. Oblivious. How? How was Mastema doing it. To be able to manipulate someone to such a point that they would overlook all that you've done. Even he was not this easily controlled in his time in Heaven. It did take Lucifer to show him the wrongs that were taking place, however he had always had conscious inklings. Nana though seemed to be perfectly happy not knowing. He asked himself again: How?
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 12:21 am
*By this time Nana had 100cc of sedative left in her, from the original 200cc, but now with an even 100cc of antidote Nana would be back to her more unco-operative yet drunken state. Her eyes were still glazed over but less so than before, she had to be at least somewhat coherent now*
...he does...! ......Nnn, he'll come....
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 12:21 am
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