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 Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:11 pm
I am no man.
Iden corkscrewed as Ice jerked. He spiralled through the air. The claws slashed at the bridge of his nose, as Iden's reflexes pulled his head away just in time. Landing on his feet, Iden stood tall.
I AM A MAN!
Iden's voice roared in loud defiance. It was as if something had given way. The shift in Iden's blood was still there, but something had changed. His eyes were the pure azure as they originally had been. It seemed as if he was repressing the influence of his blood, by sheer force of will alone. He was panting, and one could feel a manifest strength rolling off of the young DeSeer.
And your lies will hold no power here.
Ice's wounds would be hard pressed to heal, as Nihilistics began to seed the air with an aura of entropy and decay. Iden had just begun to draw out the force of the discipline, and begun to advance as well. Okra rippled outward from his arm, snapping out into the form of the original lance. The weapon shuddered, then snapped around, lashing at Ice's body as a chain. It was not to destroy, but to entangle. Fell power gave strength to the snapping metal, and Iden tugged sharply, meaning to draw his foe in.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:17 pm
You're deluded is what you are... even WITHOUT the Embrace, think of all those you killed as a mere mercenary, BEFORE you even became this. Men just doing their jobs. Men with families. You are of HELL, Iden. You. Are. No. Man.
*Ice's cheeks split as his grin widened, a manic light of pure glee in the faun like creature as he felt rather than saw the rot setting in to his body. He was used to it obeying, and forced a standstill, almost like a tug of war, by his OWN willpower...
But he was left vulnerable. Where usually he would have sliced the offending part off himself and regrown, his concerntration to prevent his ichor like blood circulating the issues he was having around his body, it denied him the reaction time necessary to avoid the whip like daemon blade as it ensnared him, a sharp bark of pain coming from the creature as dark energies flowed through his body at the contact, even HIS surplice unable to deny the power of the mighty blades*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:19 pm
*A low rumble from Isoda informed Az that something was up within the creature, and he attempted to wrench the blade free. His eyes widened at the grip of the creature in its last stand but luckily his wings reacted on their own as his figure disappeared amidst the oncoming explosion of bone, haemox and acidic ichor.
As a blast of spiritual energy cleared his form his wings hung behind him in tatters. Furling around him they had taken the brunt of the damage, and were now left evicerated and bloody. He panted hard, repressing the pain as he faced down the last Wendigo. Raising Isoda towards the creature he kept a defiant look on his face, the Daemon blade seeming heavier in his grip.*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:25 pm
You've been a monster for too long. I doubt you could see a man for what he is anymore.
By drawing Ice in, Iden pulled him into the snaking fist that lashed for his grandsire's face. It wasn't a blow meant to do harm. He was meaning to grab the helm, and rip it free. If the helm wouldn't come free, then perhaps the head would. With Iden's boot lashing at Ice's knee, the goal was to destroy his legs once and for all, and ready for the finish. Iden wanted the fight over as soon as could be...one could see the toll it was taking on him, even though he was still going strong.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:26 pm
*The Wendigo snarled, unheard, and held its arms out. Strange, pulsating green light showed on its chest as it stalked towards Azrael, no fear in it, no concern fo rthe mighty blade lined up against it. It rippled with perverse power, the green running up and down its scrawny body, curving over its head until it filled the creatures eyes. FIlled them until it was almost obscured by the light coming from them, its body in shadow*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:32 pm
And you have clung to your last shreds of humanity too long to know what a monster YOU have become...
*Ice leered the words into Iden's face, hiding the pain that was searing through him. The DeSeer's had been wise. Seperating him from his home realm had depleted his resources, and his distraction with Dae had left him unprepared. The Daemon blades were potent tools against any cainite and two of them, one to distract his pets, was sensible, possibly even verging on WISE for the two headstrong men.
Ice knew he had spent too many years now antagonising his foes for them not to know how best to play him but... he felt no regret. No remorse. No sadness, no fear, no shame.
With his helmet ripped free, the item swiftly vanishing as it was seperated from the rest of the surplice, Ice met Iden's eyes with his own. Cool, pink, they did not try to bespell or bewitch. They looked at him with an intense weight of expectancy as his leg buckled fully, but he did not fall. He simply stared*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:42 pm
*Azraels eyes narrowed as he watched the creature, whatever this new ability was he wouldn't wait to find out. Reaching his free hand to his forehead he pulled it down over his face, to no effect. Az kept his panic masked as he kept the weapon levelled at the wendigo, it seemed that not enough time had passed, and he had been unable to regenerate the ammount of reiatsu needed to perform his ultimate transformation. He silently cursed himself for not being quicker to dispatch the sea creature from earlier, and, to buy time more than anything, squeezed off a few rounds from the gunblade.*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:46 pm
*it moved like liquid silk, all speed and grace the four had not had betwen them before, dodging, ducking, sidestepping, jumping so fast it appeared only for a second here, a second there, and then... it was right in front of Azrael, hissing silently, its breath like warm rotten meat on a muggy afternoon.
It tongue flickered out, almost as if to taste the air or to taste Az himself, and it roared so loudly and with so much base, despite the Quietus that still blocked all sound out, it could be FELT, rumbling around both of them as quills sprouted down its back, between its fur patches.
Raising its left outer arm, it swatted at Az as if he was a fly, the strength behind the limb enough to crack bones in two and send him flying should it connect*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:58 pm
*The arm that held Isoda had fallen limp to his side, but as the creature appeared before him and swung, his left arm darted up, to block with his forearm. He figured that moving at that speed must involve a loss of physical strength, he was surprised to find he was mistaken. Azraels eyes widened as he heard, over his quietus, the grinding snap of his arm as it was wrenched out of its socket. The bloody appendage flew off to the right as a result of the strike, and it was all Azrael could do to flash step away, dropping to one knee as he appeared, clutching his bloody shoulder.*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 3:02 pm
*the creature leered gleefully, eyes still all green flame and burning hate, its legs poundingthe ground till ti shook as it sprinted after Az, sailin through the air, massive raptor like claws burdgeoning on its feet as it aimed to smash into him again, causing further damage*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 3:13 pm
*Straining to rise to his feet, he flicked out with Isoda, the flat of the blade meeting the creatures strike. The force of the blow sent Azrael flying backward through the air. Landing on his back he rolled backward into a crouch, skidding across the floor. As he came to a stop he fell down to both knees this time. Reaching idly to his forehead again with his remaining arm was met with the same failure and his mind cursed his own folly*
This isn't right...
He took everything from me, he HAS to pay...
*Blood trickled from his scalp over his transparent eye, and as he blinked he could almost see Ithian and Aoshimaru through its bloody gaze*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 3:17 pm
*again, the beast came form him, as if sensing his genuine pain and tiredness this time. Its bellow of glee would have been enough to rattle his bones, had no Discipline been in use, but even so that view of its maw was a horrid thing to behold.
The quills on its back rattled against each other, then opened like petals, coating its body in a hard armour as it again lunged to Az, this time all powerful back legs, acocmpanied by a swinging left arm, head stretched forwards to bite and sever.
It sensed blood, and it wanted it*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 4:15 pm
*Wearilly, he launched a punch at the creatures head, his nightshade gauntlet forming on its own. The punch would connect but be weak, it was in this moment however, that the gauntlet reacted. A shock wave errupted from the gauntlet that would send the creature flying an incredible distance, as well as disorientate it, preventing immediate counter attack.
As the cool wave washed over Azrael he opening his eyes, at first he was angry at what he saw. Before him stood his wife Ithian, and as she reached out to touch his face he attempted to brush her hand away.*
You've tried this already, I won't fall for it!
*Ithian cocked her head and chuckled*
Well look at you, all beaten up...
*Something tweaked in Azraels mind, and he looked into the figures eyes*
but... how? You were dead in my arms...
*She smiled back at him and knelt in front of him, placing her hands on his cheeks*
When my body was destroyed and my spirit released, I found my spirit chain dissolving much too quickly. With no Shinigami to perform the soul burial I would be doomed to transforming into a hollow... When you and Aoshimaru returned and you charged at the creature, I used every ounce of strength I had left to will my soul to be absorbed by your gauntlets...
*She smiled at him again and brushed some hair from his face, wiping the blood away from his eye in the process. It was then he felt a hand on his shoulder. Ithian closed her eyes and gave an even bigger smile*
When Aoshi died I helped him do the same...
*Azrael turned his head to see his childe standing over him, his trademark broadsword resting on his shoulder. He wore his usually cheeky grin upon his face.*
I must say old man, this is a rather poor performance don't you think?
*Ithian and Aoshimaru both chuckled and Azrael rose jerkily to his feet. She placed her hands on his chest and leaned into him, resting her head below his chin*
Now hurry up and win so you can get home. Always remember, even though we're gone we'll always be with you Azrael...
I love you...
and I you...
*With that the two figures disappeared, a wave of light washing over Azraels body as energy seeped out of his gauntlet and into his body. With Ithian and Aoshimarus help, all the soul energy it had ever gathered came under his disposal. With a mighty explosion of reiatsu that shook the very realm itself Azrael stood tall. His wounds sealed for the time being, he felt as fresh as when they had arrived at the Ice chasm, at least for now.
Reaching to his forehead he pulled on his hollow mask, the combined energy of its power and Azraels ascended form threatening to tear a hole in the very plane itself. The energy swirled around him, turning the very air it touched into more spiritual energy. Narrowing his eyes at the Wendigo as it managed to pick itself up he roared aloud, the voice that rose forth from the boney mouth was deep and dark.*
Now, Come and face me you piece of s**t!
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 6:17 pm
Maybe. But your opinion hardly seems trustworthy in this.
With a sharp twist, Iden spun. Tugging sharply, he slung the chain (with Ice still trapped in it) over his shoulder, to slam his form into the ground once again. Then came the boot, which planted on Ice's bound chest.
With the chain in his left hand, Iden flexed the claws in his right, selecting his placement to strike.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:41 pm
*Ice laughed like a maniac, grunting as the wind wa forced out of him by impact from Iden;s boot, AND the floor at his back. Yet glee was still evident in his eyes*
Go on then, boy! Choose a spot, any spot. Where do you think you can stab me with those kitchen knives that'll actually LAST? Hmm? Oh sure, your little demented friend here - who ALSO proves you arent a man anymore - is keeping me from closing my wounds, but Im not exactly bloody mary, am I? HAVE A STAB AT IT!
*He laughed again, the strange laughter that usually accompanied the criminally insane that made no sense to anyone else and didnt normally stop*
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*Shrieking with shock as it was suddenly pushed back, the Wendigo skittered against the smooth floor, looking for purchase, all limbs as it wobbled and skidded.
It regained its fete just in time to have its owmn weird fel light dominated by the flash that came from Azrael, one of its smaller arms thrown up to shield its eyes. It hissed with anger as it felt his energy renew, similar to a predator about to lose its prey. It was unhappy. Unhappy enough that the demented goat turned his head and narrowed his eyes, looking at his pet.*
And there goes another inhumn monster... yesss Azrael... fight me. Fight and fight for honour... heh heh... I should curse you too...
*Wendigo roared. The world around it trembled as it hit sub decibles no human should hear, then rushed Azrael, so fast it was barely seen in odd spots as it blurredforwards in a spine shattering series of blows from all siz of its limbes, mighty jaws snapping at anythig they coudl reach*
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