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If Chins Could Kill Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:16 am
(Due to the fact that I am running on 2 hours of sleep, this may be crappy)
Joseph listened as Diablo gave him his orders. He shook his head, let the elf get on his feet and then took off. He smiled the whole way to his destination. Things were just as they used to be. Where Diablo was in complete control of all their actions. He couldn't help but feel bliss when looking back on the good ol' days.
He stopped when he heard a somewhat obvious crash. Using this, he knew exactly where to go. They had moved several yards east of their initial meeting spot. He quickly followed the trail. Coming just as Faenaro launched a dagger towards Naru, Joseph was behind and his weapon nearily missed his face by a few inches.
Watching this rip right through her, he was hesitant to move. He actually feared for the womans life. Reaching to grab the weapon, something seemed off to him. He looked at the dagger. It appeared as though it just shot right through Naru, but there was no blood on it. Instead, dropplets of water fell from the blade. He looked down on the ground, watching the drops hit the soil. The liquid stained the ground a crimson red.
Joseph was trying to figure out what had just happened.
Naru, on the other hand, was gripping her chest tightly. Only another 30 seconds. That should just about do it. But Faenaro wouldn't wait around long enough to let her recover. His ears had twitched. He heard the heavy breathes coming from Naru, meaning that something wasn't right. Naru was not one to play possum either and Faenaro would know.
He reached behind his back for his blade. Naru had felt the light of the boy behind her and very quickly and loudly yelled out, "Joseph!"
Joseph reacted quickly.
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The wind blew quietly. Neither fighters moved. Joseph had been quick enough to get infront of Naru before Faenaro could. But he was unarmed. Faenaro couldn't quite figure out what happened. From what he gathered, no weapon was drawn. Nor was one present. So what stopped the attack?
Joseph snickered. He could tell the elf was confused. He removed his right hand from his weapon, which was beind held back by his left and simpley stated, "Chain mail gloves." Then he launched a right hook at the elfs face. Faenarohit the ground again. He sat up and rubbed his jaw with his left hand.
"Damn did that feel good", Joseph said as he cracked his knuckles.
Naru came up from behind, and held her sword to Faenaros' neck. "Now honey. You know I love you. But you have a lot of questions to answer. And for each one you refuse to answer, I will take a peice of your body off."
"Excuse me... Naru... Diablo has requested your prescense at the bar."
Naru quickly looked over to Joseph. Her first mistake was creating friction in the air. Faenaro picked up the movement. Her second mistake was underestimating him. He swung his arm up, removing her blade from his attack radius. Quickly reaching for another weapon, he left her a present in the form of a dagger stabbed directly through her left arm. With that, he was gone.
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Valindil was fearless. He sat with a stern face the entire time Aurora was speaking. Until...
Until she mentioned his sister. His heart stopped. Not only was the last thing on this earth he'd ever want to happen, he also began to become paranoid. Can she read his thoughts? How did she know about his sister? Thousands of thoughts were going through his head, spinning, causing not only paranoia, but also the feeling as though his own thoughts were driving him mad.
But everything stopped when a familiar voice crept in from the doorway.
Everyones head turned to see a slightly injured Diablo Darkfire. A big smile crept across Rikkus face. A sigh of relief escaped Raine. And a brick of guilt hit Valindil hard when he say his childhood friend. He couldn't even look Diablo in the eye, knowing what it was he had did so many years ago.
But this was also a good fortune for him. Because the only man who had ever fought and defeated Baron Von D. and was still alive to tell the tale, was standing in the front door of the bar. His task would be completed perfectly.
((Sorry guys, I didn't want to over dialouge this post. Besides, I am REALLY tired and REALLY need to sleep. So I hope this is good enough for now. Sorry for my lateness... again. ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 4:16 pm
*Aurora placed a hand to her head as Valindil's mind filled with thoughts, she was not ready for such an over load that she quickly cut off the link. Her anger was bad enough, a headache would just make things worse. She was about to use her dagger when she heard someone call to her. Slowly she turned to look at the door to see Diablo. Her mood lifted a bit, but not by much as she answered him.*
Nae saian luume', Lólindir Súrion.
*They anger in her eyes was replaced by sadness when she saw that Diablo was hurt. She placed her dagger back into it's hiding place and then made maybe another mistake by turning her back to Valindil by forgetting about him for the moment. She quickly walked over to Diablo and gently wrapped her arms around him. As she hugged him, her healing magic entered his body and he began to glow a bright violet as her magic worked on him.*
~Translation from Elvish, "It has been too long, Diablo Darkfire."
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 9:13 pm
He looked at the group and said, "Well, guess who?" He gave a slight shrug and a twinge of pain went through his body. He then straightened up as he saw the looks upon the faces and he then said, "What? Did you think I was dead or something? It will take more then that to kill me." He looked about and then mentally cursed himself, he had left his blade behind, the one that was gifted to him by Ken Katsuya, so he'd have to retrieve it when he had a chance.
He relsed the great sword he held within his hand, the blade made a clattering sound as it connected with the wood. His eyes connected to Valindil's momentarily untill he looked away. He then said offhandedly, "I know what you did my friend, aswell as I know you were not at fault. I hold no grudge against you, nor any ill will." He took a step away from the wall, his hand moving to pull away the shirt he had been wearing. He dropped the blood soaked and dirty shirt onto a chair.
He then smiled as he saw his love once more, his arms wrapped around her once she was close enough to do so, he then wispered, "It has been many a moon since we last crossed path, how have you been my beloved?" As he held Aurora he could feel her magic entering his body and mending the wounds that Joseph's magic could not. As this happened his eyes traveled the bar, it looked to be in quite the mess as he then looked to Rikku and said amused, which most would find strange if they had both known him, and seen what he had been through, "Looks like all those repairs were for nothing, agreed?"
(Gah, I had a mini kick in the a** of inspiration, but this post still blows!
Now I'm going to go and beat my head on a wall untill I post again.
And I know Chris, I still had seven days, but I didn't feel like loosing my inspiration. XD)
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 7:13 pm
[Mm...that must've been the shortest post ever of mine. ;-;]
Sachi frowned, leaning against the wall for support. Her mind was swimming with thoughts as she attempted to absorb all the information and buried pasts that were being divulged at the moment, but her tried came up fruitless. Biting her lip, she had almost wished she stayed where she was supposed to, instead of following Raeka here, but then again, part of her was extremely curious. Not to mention happy for Diablo and Aurora, depsite her not exactly knowing either of them that well.
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If Chins Could Kill Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 4:20 pm
Naru screamed in pain. She held her opponents dagger in her right hand, after ripping it out of her left bicep. Though her mind was filled with anger and rage for letting herself let the man who took her life away get away, she was also hit very hard in the heart. Like an arrow had just peirced her chest and struck her, she was hit with a powerful sadness. Her love for that man was still quite strong. She wasn't sure what hurt more.
The thought of killing him. Or the thought of him striking her.
She let the dagger fall to the ground. Shaking heavily, she gripped her wound and cried out. All emotions were taking over. She screamed. As loud as she could. And as she did, tears ran down her face. Her mystic control over water allowed her to reform her arm, healing it completely. Once she let her grip go, she pounded her fists onto the ground. She continued to shout out plees of 'no' as she unleashed her anger onto the soil. When she finally stopped, she bent foward and placed her forehead ontop of her hands, while continuing to sob.
Joseph just watched helplessly. His only use here was to heal her wounds, which she had already done. He felt very badly for Naru. But he didn't know how to react. He had been alone for a large majority of his life. He then realised that Kagome was gone. He couldn't sense her aura around anywhere. This didn't help the situation much, but he knew he would have to be strong. So he swallowed his sadness and remained calm. He knew that aslong as she was still alive, they would meet again.
He made his way slowly to Naru. Kneeling over on one knee, he placed his hand on her back. Rubbing her back in an upper to lower manner, he told her, "Don't worry. Everything will be alright. Just let it all out...
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"Whoa old man. Slow down", Rikku stated angrilly. "You know something we don't, don't you. Spill it."
"Watch your mouth young lady!" Raine scolded "Do you know who you're talking to?"
"Yes, I know exactly who I am talking to. The "Great Diablo Darkfire". One of the few survivors of Curios' attacks. Yes, I've heard this crap all before. But I don't care much for who he is. I want to know who that is", she pointed to Valindil, then notioned to Aurora, "I wanna know who she is too. And just who the hell are you? Why do you all know eachother?" At this point, she could care less about her work around the bar. She was more concerned with the situation at hand.
Aurora let her gaurd down, and since Vanindil was released from her spell that held him down, he stood up. "I can explain everything. On one condition." He paused for a moment while he got a bunch of odd looks from all around. "If I tell you everything I know, you must let me go."
((Hmm... this is a lot shorter then I initially planned it to be.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 4:47 pm
*Slowly Aurora pulled away from Diablo. Her looks were begining to change back to how she looked when she first came into the bar. Once she once again looked seventeen she smiled softly.*
My name is Aurora. But, I only know Diablo, when I tried to blend in with common people, I got a job at his bar. I am a healer.
*She answered no more of what the girl wanted to know, she looked to Vanindil and raised an eyebrow.*
You may go, but I do not believe that i will remove my save spell that I put on you. It may come in handy later.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 5:14 pm
Diablo looked at Rikku, his eyes not changing the expression they held as he finally spoke after Rikku's rant. He simply said, "Dear Rikku, you know I see you as a daughter, but calling me an "Old Man" is a bit offensive, as Elves do not get old in the sense of how mortals do. Now, you know better then to speak to others like that. Now hold your toungue for explainations." By the sound of his voice, Diablo was dissappointed in Rikku's attitude even if she was speaking from frustration.
Diablo's attention then turned back to Aurora and he smiled a bit at her explaination, he then said, "What Aurora speaks is true, I've known her for a long time, and I hope you treat her with kindness. As for the slave spell, I feel that is a bit unneccessary, for he is a childhood friend of mine, and unlikely to betray me willingly. Personally I hope he will stay here a bit more so we may catch up."
He walked to his friend, he was unintimidated by Valindil's size, he grabbed him by the chest of his armor and hoisted him up with a bit of difficulties due to the height, but managed to get him to his feet. He would not allow his friend to be on the floor any longer as he then asked, "Now Valindil, would it be possible for you to stay a while? For I must speak with you, that way I can gain an understanding of why you've been so distant, when I dobut you've not heard word of me."
Diablo knew that he was possibly over stepping his bounds, but he needed to know. Aswell he wanted to know how could Valindil attack the kingdom and not fight what ever had him under it's control. A troubled look then came across his face, his voice issued out from between his lips quietly, "Also I must know, what happened to you before the kingdom fell? It troubles me to think you, one of the most proud soldiers would fall under the wing or a spell of another without fighting it no matter how strong the influence, aswell as how my brother fit into the plot. For I know he went along willingly with it."
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 5:50 pm
Sachi groaned softly to herself, rubbing her temple. Since no one was going to explain anything to her, it'd be best to start cleaning up around the place. After all, it didn't seem like they were going anywhere for a while. Heading towards the largest pile of rubble near the stairs, where Aurora had thrown Valindil with her spell, and began piling up the broken wood. Ever since she had been a little girl, she couldn't stand a mess, no matter how much she hated cleaning up.
Scouting around for a broom, the teen righted the overturned chairs with her levitation, having them hover towards the adults before she set them down. "Ah-ha..." she murmured, finding a broom tucked away behind a cupboard. Sweeping quietly, she occasionally glanced up, taking care to listen for any bits of information that could help her understand the situation at hand.
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If Chins Could Kill Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 5:08 pm
Rikkus face changed rather quickly. It went from a frustrated impatient teenaged girl to a sort of guilty look. She looked away. Peering off to some distant corner for the floor, she quietly said "Sorry..." Appologies were rare from her.
After Diablo had wondered off to Vanindil, and had helped him up, Raine decided to speak up.
"So you said you could explain all of this, right?
"Yes. I can. But... Looking down at his dear childhood friend, he told him, "I am sorry, but I cannot stay too long. Just long enough to finish my mission"
"Well... Go on then." Rikku proclaimed
Valindil noded. He looked down at his friend once again. Though he was double Diablo's size, they difference in their age was only 2 years.
"I guess I will start from the beginning...
First off, I want to say, that you are infact correct. Although I did partake in the treason of the Kingdom, I was not given the choice. You are right to assume that Curio is the mastermind behind the whole thing. But you must know, it was not he who thought of it to begin with.
I never knew what happened. After the incedent, I was left to wander the plains on my own. For years, I had thought that I had lost my mind. That maybe there was a part of me inside that did what was done. Like a split personality. But it never ever happened again.
About a century ago, I was located by someone your brothers lacky's, led by his son, Raeka. They were ordered to find and retrieve me, but they were in no way gentle. I had fought for weeks to avoid them. Until..."
He stopped to breathe in. He hadn't stopped to recall any of this at all over the years, so it seemed almost overwhelming to him. All eyes were on him, and he didn't have much time. He continued.
"It wasn't until Faenaro showed up. Alone. He approached me in a gentle manner. When I had turned my back to him, he struck me. I woke up later under the Baron's wing. He made me a proposition. I work for him or he'll kill everyone dear to me. And so ends the story of how I got in this mess."
"And what of the Kingdom?" Raine questioned.
"Yes. I found out later from Faenaro. The fate of the Kingdom was because of Curio. You see, several hundred years ago, dragons roamed the earth. They were nearly extinct. But they still existed. There were 8 special dragons. One for each of the elements. These dragons represented all things on earth. Their existance held our's together. And since they were doomed to extinction, they needed to make sure the power that binds the elements remained after their departure.
So they each designated a specific human to pass one their legacy, so to speak. There was also a prophecy that one of the gaurdians would become tainted and evil, that he would attempt to control all the elements. Because he who ruled all the elements ruled the laws of earth. Diablo should remember this well. He not only aided in seeing the prophecy come true, but he was an 'Elemental Gaurdian'. He was chosen by the Darkness Dragon to carry on the legacy. But that never actually happened, did it?
The kingdom fell because of an encounter Curio had with the Baron. Nobody knew what had happened. He just vanished one day. Reappeared the next. And was acting totally different. He seemed very dark. He spoke as though he hated everything. And then he struck.
You see, the Baron made him a deal. To eliminate the gaurdian of Darkness so that he could steal the dragons power and Curio would be labelled as the Barons right-hand man. He provided Curio with powerful dark magic. The ability to rob another of their own free will. He took control of many soldiers, including myself and Faenaro. Most were killed and the kingdom died that day. But even though the castle fell, the dragon never showed up. Meaning the gaurdian never summoned him. But he was still assigned to protect it.
Somehow, the Baron gained control of that dragon, along with 5 others. But he was later defeated because, although he had absolute power, he didn't know how to control it to it's fullest potential. He fell. Diablo aided in his downfall. But he still lives. I cannot explain how or why, but he does. And he has asked me to come here to tell you about his 'Duel'."
His ears twitched slightly.
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Just outside, Joseph and Naru began to make their way back. She had finally stopped crying, but she still felt this incredible sadness inside.
"Are you going to be alright?" Joseph questioned.
"Yes. I'll be fine." She gave him a half-hearted smile.
They both stopped. Looking in awe, they stopped to admire the bar that was a short distance away. Joseph had seen the sign that had his name crossed out. Rikku, huh? He was still unaware of his sister.
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"My sister comes. She'll be here shortly. Please Diablo. Don't tell her I took part in the fall of the kingdom. It'd hurt her even more then knowing Faenaro was responcible."
He looked around the bar quickly. "Is there a back entrance I can take?"
Rikku pointed to the back. "It's back there. Through the kitchen."
He nodded. "Thank you friend, for hearing me out. And I am sorry for all that has happened. Just know that Baron D. is angry about your last meeting. And his power has grown quite a lot. He wishes for you to attend his fight aswell."
Valindil bowed, and ran into the kitchen, only to sneak out into the woods through the back door.
((Travis, these leaves Diablo incharge of explainations now. So if anything is uncertain to you, just ask.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 8:20 am
*Aurora could feel where Valindil was going, since after all, she placed a slave spell on him. Her head jewel started glowing softly the moment he stepped out of the bar. She hated the idea of letting him go, but Diablo trusted him. The worth of such trust in the large man was unknown to her and that made her uneasy, but she would not say a word of this to Diablo. She spoke softly and jokingly.*
"Well, that was a fun game children...."
-Neal chirpped into her ear loudly, he did not think she should have called them all "children". And like Mistress, he normally let his mind be known. He knew something was worring his Mistress, he started flying around her head and chipping like crazy, he wanted everyone else to know as well.-
Oh, hush up. I do not need your noise while I am trying to think.
*Aurora was never quick to snap a one of her pets, she felt bad for it now but had no time to keep the thought. Seeing the mess and out of habit, she waved her hand, casting a cleaning spell.*
That should help you, girls.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 6:37 pm
Diablo stood there, his head bowed as he listend to his childhood friend. He didn't look angered or troubled. He was stuck in a neutral state, he then glanced up only at the mention of Raeka and then over to the body that laid in the corner. He'd have to deal with that later, but for now things were more pressing here. He then turned his attention back to Valindil. His fists clenched when he heard the name of Faenaro, one of the Elite Gaurds in charge of the protection of the King's youngest son.
He pictured the one whom he had learn't so much from, be it basic survival or even how to cause mischeif without being noticed. He still had problems believing it was he who had helped with the fall of the kingdom.
Diablo sighed siliently as he stoped his mind from wandering just in time to hear of Baron D's involvement. He shook his head and muttered, "b*****d..." His eyes opening finally as he stood up off the table he had leaned back against and turned away as Valindil left. He knew he had to finish the story about the "Duels", but the question was where to begin?
He simply looked back and said, "Duels are barbaric games held by ones in power, they have not been faught in many years due to the lack of participants and their champion not showing up. I participated in my fair share of duels and while I do not regret it. I do feel a burden of all the lives I have had to take in those senseless games. They were a simple fight to either your opponent gives up or untill the death, and no rules except you had to stay within the given specified area, leaving it would cause you to lose."
He looked at Aurora and then said, "These games if they are being brought back are not for people such as Sachi, Raine, Rikku, or even yourself, for you four lack the real ability to take a life and not be guilty for it later on. It's a personality quirk us who were brought up in an instable environment have, the ability to kill with little or no guilt in the end. And no, I am not saying there is anything wrong with it, I just lack the ability of remorse for my fallen foes."
He turned around and looked at the bar, as as Sachi started to clean up, Aurora decided to help out with the bigger objects and foundation damage by repairing it with magic. He made his way to the door and stepped outside in order to speak to Naru as soon as she made it to the door with Joseph. She had to know that her younger brother lived, as he was sure she though of him dead as he did for so long. He shook his head, his mind settling down a bit he then muttered to himself, "What an insane day, and I didn't even get to kill that b*****d Curio, now I find out Barron D is back. Atleast Fae...." He suddenly looked up as he saw Faenaro darting through the trees. His eyes widened as he stared upon the Elfling that both had protected his life, and destroyed his life. His eyes narrowing as he then sent a mental note to the fleeing Elf, "Run Faenaro, remember when we last met you lost your sight, you shall lose your life when we next meet! That is a promiss. I will revenge for Naru."
His attention was then drawn away by the rustle of the bushes as Joseph and Naru stood in the clearing staring towards the bar, he looked back to find Faenaro gone, and he mentally cursed himself for letting him go, but there would be another time for revenge, now was not the time.
(Heh, it's decent, nothign I'm prod of.... But I'm content.)
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 7:12 pm
Sachi looked up, smiling a bit. Although she didn't exactly like being called a child, she was grateful for the cleaning spell. After all, they'd made quite a mess fighting and whatnot. Exhaling softly, she set down the broom and righted some overturned chairs, her ears still listening closely to the conversation. Perking up at her name being spoken, the teen furrowed her brow.
'I'm sure I could win these games if I truly tried...They just underestimate me.' She pursed her lips, refusing to say anything and resumed sweeping. It'd always been this way, but maybe it was time that she tried to show them what she could really do! The next morning, she would start training. A defiant smile crossed her lips, but Sachi supressed the urge to beam as she made the decision.
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If Chins Could Kill Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 12:20 am
The day was young. The sun beating vigorously down on the ground. The deer were beginning to gather in a slight opening of a lush forest. As they all gathered, they began to graze. Picking at the lengthy grass, they chewed to their hearts content.
But they were not alone.
It's hard to say what startled them. Was it the sound of something violently cutting the air? Or was it the small item that hit the ground near them with great force? The reason they ran was unknown. The point is, they ran.
Several yards away, where the opening turned into trees, a wisper of frustration could be heard. Naru, elf in training, was trying her best to hit a deer with her bow. She gentling cursed at herself for missing. She readied another arrow. Looking patiently out into the field, she waited.
She sit still for a moment. Watching. Suddenly, without warning or indication, she flipped her body around. A new target had been found...
Naru opened her eyes. Looking around, it seemed that she was with the young assassin, Joseph. And not to far away was the elder Diablo. Seems like it was just a flash back. Her flash backs always seemed real. Most of her memories had been surpressed into the back of her mind and long forgotten. But there, they remained. Waiting to be opened again. Could this have been...
No. It is not the time to worry yourself about that, she told herself. Bigger things were about to happen.
The two approached Diablo. Joseph spoke up. "So how are things holding up over here?"
Naru stood up straight. Until now, she had been half carried by Joseph. "I'll be fine from here. Thank you Joseph." She made her way into the bar on her own. Looking around at all the faces, none of which she recognized, her vision became blurred. With a spinning head, she slowly lost conciousness and fell to the floor.
Catching onto this, Rikku quickly caught her before impact. She sighed, recollecting all that had happened in the past 12 hours. Raine walked over to where her brother lay unconcious, and prayed for his safety. Joseph took a seat near the door, and just stared off into the distance.
Curio, Faenaro and Valindil. They were all long gone by now. And although none of the foes were struck down, the number of allies for Joseph and Diablo increased exponentially. What began with 2, is now up to 8. But the number of foes has also increased. And now, there is one with strength greater then the last 3 combined.
"sigh, what's going to happen next?"
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Else where, in an unknown location. A man walked. Down into the darkness of the fancy hallway, lit only with candles. At the end, lay a gaint set of doors. They reached 20 feet up the wall. The hallway itself also stretched this high, though it was only 7 feet in width. The man pushed his way through the doors. His boots made a 'clack' noise as he walked further into this dark room. A spot light shone down on him. He stopped.
Under this spot light, stood a tall thin man, wearing a tight leather jacket. The shoulders poofed out quite a bit. He wore thick white gloves, and a red top hat. Poofy garnet pants and pointed curly shoes. Over his face, he wore a white jesters mask. A yellow star covered the left eye, and a large red moon covered the left.
Another light slowly brightened over the center of the room. This light revealed a large man sitting in a throne. He wore very fancy clothes, and a white mask over his face. But it only covered his eyes and his right cheek. The mask looked damaged, as if it were broken in half.
The jester bowed down to his master.
The master spoke. "What's the report on Curio and his team?"
The jester chuckled to himself. "All went according to plan. All three are on their way now."
"Splendid. I trust you are capable of completing the next phase."
"Yes master. You have nothing to fear. I, Darson J. Mortimus, your humble servant, will do anthing the Barron asks."
A smile crept across the newly revealed Barron D. "Very good."
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Somewhere, out in the forest, one of the three assailants was returning. He stopped on a gaint tree root. Panting heavily, Curio needed to rest. He held his chest as if in pain. "This'll take a couple days to heal." He looked off into the distance. His destination wasn't too far off.
Far off in the distance stood a tall castle covered in mist. No one from outside knew it was there, as it was surrounded by a large canyon that would take 3 days to cross on foot. Curio made his way out of the forest and stopped a few feet away from the edge of a cliff.
He gazed onwards. Something didn't seem right to him. "Barron... Just what do you have planned?"
((Well this only took forever. I'm trying to get more in depth with other characters, regarding backrgound. So you'll all have to just push the story along. I don't care how. Make something up. Don't be affraid to change to plot either. I have nothing planned. It's all made up as I go. So just... Think outside of the box.... Like I am.... Even if it takes you 3 weeks.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 7:36 pm
*Aurora walked over to the table she had sat at when she first came in, she picked up her bag and turned around. She walked out of the bar and stood outside stairing at the sky for sometime.*
"Where to now, Neal?"
*She had found Diablo like she wanted, but he was now busy and she felt out of place here.*
"Diablo will be fine without us, yes?"
~He just staired at his Mistress, he knew she didn't want to leave Diablo again.~
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 11:49 pm
Diablo stared at Joseph and Naru for a moment contemplating on how to answer the question posted by Joseph towards him. It was a hard thing to explain as to how he felt. He was more than happy to have his love Aurora back, and a bit troubled at the news of the Duels returning, and ontop of all that he had mentally endured he was disgusted with himself for being too weak to finish off Curio again. He just shook his head and said simply, the annoyance at himself a bit evident in his voice, "Fine..."
He moved aside to allow Naru to go past him and leaned back against the door frame after Joseph made his way in. He closed his eyes trying to figure out how to handle all of this. He had more allies to work with, than before, thus giving them a better chance at finishing it once and for all, aswell as he was better prepared for it mentally.
His thoughts were cut short as he heard a familiar foot fall on the ground, his eyes cracking open and then finally opening. They rested upon Aurora's fair face as he then said, "Leaving us so soon my love? I have yet to introduce you to one of the few surviving members of the Darkfire Clan. I'm sure you saw her enter the bar. And there is Joseph that you have yet to meet properly. But if you feel you must go, then I guess no matter how much I do nto want you to, you have to take the path that is correct for you."
His eyes drifted to Neal as he smiled slightly. He then glanced away as he could not bear to watch her leave once again, watching her leave the last time was hard enough on him, having to endure it again would be worse. He was now starting to finally fully understand how she felt each time he had to leave to take care of his personal matters in the past.
(Blah, craptacular post I know. And I'm sorry for how long you had to wait ot see my post and for you Sachi to post. I hope you all can forgive me, I've just been a bit out of it recently due to issues with friends, and yadda yadda yadda. Once again, I know my post sucks, you can kill me for it if you wish. XD)
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