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 Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 2:57 pm
Draku followed closely behind Serobi as they entered the basement. He descended down a flight of stairs and reached the dusty concrete floor. The sound of leaking water still echoed through the nearby hallway. A flash of memory came upon Draku as he reflected upon the past events. He walked in a casual way and turned towards the hallway where the burst of fire had previously erupted, leaving dark ash marks on the walls. Even if the guards had noticed their prescense, they have no reason of suspicion.
There it was, the bed where Lecta had been stripped of her armor. Her armour which lied on the floor. Slowly, Draku checked his surroundings for anyone but it seems as if they had all gone. Gone or hiding. Despite the elf's prescence in the room, it just felt to quiet. Quiet enough to hear Serobi's heart beat which was beneath all that thick layers of armor.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 3:04 pm
"Well arrent you cute..."she whispered, that cat curled up in her arms and she let out a soft laugh. She closed her eyes, the cats purrs werre soothing. She was tence, and ofcourse nervous...This was an animal..She will always love, Calm, dominante, independant. Those werre a cats traits. Her eyes fluttered shut as a wind gently brushed passed. She released a sigh and the orange cat layed its head down against her arm.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 3:15 pm
"What in the world are you waiting for?" exclaims Serobi and picks up the armor. "Now let's go you fool!"
"Hmm. I knew you would come back for that. You humans are so naive." says an uknown voice that was followed by a spine chilling manic laughter. Serobi turned his eyes widened and his body became petrified in surprise. It was a gruesome creature which described, in detail, the pure definition of 'ugly'. The hideous being was guareded by his faithful and loyal Blood elves which stared at them with eyes of abyssal darkness.
"Who-who are you?" he asked with a hint of fright. It was so sudden that his consiousness slapped him hard. This was not a time for fear. It was the time to act, knowing that this 'thing' would prove to be the ultimate opponent.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 3:21 pm
Something did not feel right. She opened her eyes and rose to the feet. The cat looked up at her and meowed. Jumping to the ground it slowly followed her towards the hospital"D-draku..."she poked her head thru the door. She hurd the laughter and her heart sank. The cat ran inside"Oh hey!"she shouted, following close behind the cat. She came back to the basement, Serobi spoke, he sounded horrified.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 4:23 pm
Draku turned towards his opponents, feet trembling and speechless. His feet trembled everytime he would get caught in a fight. It was energy, excitement and fear, being pumped in his legs. The time has finally come when his true skill would be put to the test.
Chains fell to the ground as he unsheathed his crimson blades from behind him. The blades emitted blood red light, the same color when of his tattoo, embedded into his back. There was an unexplicable energy that pumped his to fight. An energy or perhaps an entity.
"There's no turning back, Serobi." Draku growled as he faced his opponents. The fight would begin in the large area of the basement, which should come to Draku's advantage.
"Dispose of them!" orders the undead.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 4:49 pm
She trembled. Poking her head thru the door. She stared with terrafied eyes, the jawless undead was more terrafying then before"I-I'm sorry for g-getting you into t-this Draku and Serobi..."she whispered to the two and lowered her gaze. Her ears seemed to droop, following with her emotions. She crossed her arms, placing a hand to each shoulder and gently rocked back and forth. The cat stared up at her. Purring in a comforting tone and rubbed its small body against hers.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 7:06 pm
"Draku, becareful. You as a human, will have difficulty in fighting any elven races." says Serobi and unsheathed his kodachis which he held ever so tightly.
A Blood elf dashed towards him, weapon in hand. The lower class elf went for a lunge.
"Hmph. Like practice back home."
Serobi parried the lunge by deflecting the attack towards the wall. Of course, the elf still had complete control of his weapon. After a few moves of swordplay, the Blood elf executed a heavy slash. It was blocked with grace, by crossing the two kodachis together. A power struggle determined who would take damage. Since Serobi's weapon is short, winning the power struggle would inflict nothing. Thus, he leaned back, pretending to lose. Elves are agile and quick, hence his maneuver. After being pushed down, by the force of his opponents sword, he fell. Before he hit the ground, he flipped backwards, kicking the opponent's lower mandible. He managed to drive his kick back enough, performing a swift backflip and landed safely on the floor. His opponent had managed to hit his head upon the ceiling after the kick and fell to the concrete floor. However, the blood elf performed a break fall before the impact, reducing the damage. Upon his almost-completion of the break fall, Serobi created a preemptive assault:
"Vena." he uttered and a burst of flame filled the hallways, burning the Blood elf. The fire however was not enough to burn, depending on the opponents defense.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 2:41 pm
"It begins.." mumbles Draku as the Blood elf strafed forwards towards him.
Before his opponent got closer, Draku spun his blades vertically in a clockwise manner and threw it directly at the Blood elf. His opponent blocked it with difficulty, considering the blade's weight. Another blow was thrown towards the elf. This pattern continued for five moves before the elf had found a way to counter it. His opponent put in consideration the weight of Draku's blade. With this information, the elf merely altered the direction when thrown by tapping the blades of chaos with the side of his sword. When his parry was complete, he knew that Draku had to once again retrieve the blades, using the chain, in order to throw it once again. However, before draku managed to do so, the blood elf made his way in an opening between the chains and made a direct lunge which aimed for his heart. Defenseless, the attack had managed to pierce through his armor and about a centimeter into his skin. Warm, viscous blood gushed through the wound upon the elf's withdrawal. By then draku had managed to retrieve his blades, but was already enduring his first wound.
The room was too small for two combatants. If Draku attemped the fan blade, an attack where he spins his sword like a rotating disc horizontally, he would injure Serobi or perhaps ditract him. Therefore, he could only result to straight lunge throws for now. The problem is, the elf has a way of countering it.
His opponent approached him again with such speed that it seemed like several light clones tailed him. Concentrating, Draku threw both his blades forward once again but was unforunately detered as expected. The elf had once again have the advantage to attack but perhaps this one may lead to Draku's death.
"Hm, you undersetimate me." mumbles draku, widening his opponents eyes, expecting something like what Serobi had executed.
The parried blades of Draku telekinetically floated behind the elf, without his notice. At a great speed, the chains which bounded the blades to his arm wrapped around the enemy's shoulder and the blades crossing the elf's neck. One move, if Draku's will was the opponent's death.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 3:38 pm
Her heart sank when Draku's armor was pierced. She breathed in a nervous breath. She gripped her hair hard. Serobi's attack was like none she had never seen"Amazing..."she whispered and a weak smile spread across her face. She thought, perhaps mabie...When the battle was completed and they werre safe away from the horror of this city. She would ask for some training. She felt a slimy object run up her bare leg. She tenced, her lavender skin when pale and she stared up behind her"Well hello beautiful...".
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 4:43 pm
The fire stream disapated, leaving huge volumes of clouds and remains of ash. The elf was caught off guard and was forced to turn his back in order to shield his face. At that instant, Serobi equipped his bow from behind and pulled out an arrow from its quiver. With such professional dexterity, he centered the arrows in between the bow and pulled the string with great force. Releasing his fingers, the arrow shot through the air and ashes, hitting the elf on his leg. His opponents leg plates reduced the depth of the wound however, it would not be enough.
"Sanlino." uttered Serobi as a spell which triggered the arrow head to alter elements. It was not visible but the arrow head is now melting into mercury as we speak-a very poisonous element.
It also made sense that Draku was winning since these beings were not trained or had any experience with creatures having powers.
"Enough of this. Draku, close your eyes!"
Serobi tossed a metallic surgical scissor on the ground from which he picked up on a table beside him. It had an alchemic symbol drawn on it. Taking a deep breath, he uttered:
"Sykhaceis Pinh!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 4:59 pm
Draku had enough. With his telekenises, he crossed his blades on the elf's neck. However, before his death, manage to throw several throwing knives towards him. Reflexes triggered him to shapeshift his arms into dragon skin-hard skin that was almost impossible to pierce. However, despite his attempts, the knives sunk in to different parts of his body. Although he shapeshifted, the process was not fast enough to complete so half was still human skin and half dragon. Draku's human blood stained the basement wall crimson. Fortunately, his opponent was dead. Or was he? If they were with the undead then that would also make sense if these creatures were undead.
Draku followed Serobi's command and closed his eyes, not knowing what trick he had.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 5:32 pm
"D-draku!"lecta shouted, the undead placed a hand over her mouth and she struggled in his grip. He let out a laugh. Slidding his tongue down her body"Hold still!"he snarled and rammed a fist into her stomack. She gasped, sitting up quickly she let out a loud wimper. She closed her eyes, trying to keep in the tears. She turned her head to the side and breathed hard"Good girl..."he laughed, quickly and gripped her hair"Your...comming with me...".
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 4:26 pm
((Srry for the delay everyone.))
Serobi activated the alchemic symbol in which he had engraved into the surgical tool. Placing his forearm to shield his eyes, a white, blinding flash of light luminated the entire basement as if the sun were reduce small enough to fit the room. It distracted Serobi's unsuspecting opponent. Once the light has faded, Serobi rushed towards the ground floor of the hospital where he thought he had heard the loud call of Lecta to Draku.
"She's in trouble."
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 4:38 pm
The disapating white flash that Serobi created soon faded into the darkness. Following Serobi, he ignored the injured and stunned elf and rushed towards the top of the stairwell. The undead being fled frantically as he saw them both. Draku immediately reached within his pocket, and pulled out several needles. Sheathing them in between his fingers, he aimed for the beast. It was that instant before he threw it when the wretched thing turned into another hallway. When he was once again visible, Draku threw the needles with his right hand and guided them with telekenises.
"Disablement technique."he mumbles to himself.
With mcuh concentration, the needles managed to reach their destined location. The tendon behind the ankle, spine, elbow joint, knee joint, skull pivot joint and shoulder joints were pierced by the needles. At this point the undead tripped and was unable to move. All sorts of movement was clogged and disabled. The undead being cannot possibly remove these needles by forcing movement for it will cause him unbearable pain. However, like all undead beings, may be able to control muscle movement in order to pull them out. At least this would be enough to distract him and to retrieve Lecta.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 5:00 pm
She let out a wimper, the movements of the undead had stopped and she opened her eyes. Staring back and spotted the needles. She pushed the maggoty creature away from herself and stumbled away. Leaning against the wall and a wimper escaped her lips"Discusting thing..."she whispered and looked up at Draku"T-thank you..."she wimpered and ran her hands along her ribs"Thats realy going to hurt by sunrise...".
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