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 Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 7:45 pm
Fas had Two, final memories.
These had sound...
He was on Derris, in the throne room. He hid himself behind a rock and watched his master fight against Llyod irvings group. Fas wasn't in the least bit worried, because his master was the strongest of all....Untill Llyod's blade peirced his master's heart. Fas mouth opened in a look of silent horror as he watched the following events, the final loogie to be spit into Mithos' face was the reformation of the two worlds into Symphonia. After Llyod and the other had made their way back to the planet, Fas came from behind his hiding place. He growled angrily, drawing the blade crafted by Mithos. Leinguard. It glittered in the light of the Mana all around him, and he did not weep for his master. The moment Mithos was slain, something had snapped in his mind. He felt emotions very little now, except for love and Anger, which seemed to have been doubled in their intensity. Suddenly, he heard the familiar hum of the teleporter, and he turned, seeing Kratos Aurion. "...KRATOS!" Fas yelled, suddenly charging at Kratos, leaping up, and bringing his sword down, which was blocked, as fas continued to flip landing behind Kratos and spinning, cutting off Kratos' legs, severing his major arteries. This killed kratos instantly. Fas laughed as he cleaned off his blade, before stepping into the teleport and vanishing, leaving Kratos' carcass there, as the memory faded...
And then, the final memory. This one was the clearest, because it was one of Fas' favorites. Fas walked up behind Llyod Irving, dressed in Cruxis clothes similar to Kratos'. "Dad?" Llyod said, standing up from his position on the grass. "...Daddy is dead." Fas said, stepping out of the shadows, laughing manically. "...N-no...No way...You couldn't have...YOU b*****d!" Llyod yelled as he charged at fas, drawing his blades, swinging his blades in a double sided slash. Fas lept up and landed on the blades, pinning them together, then leaping over Llyod, landing behind him and spinning around, planting a kick to the right of Llyod's spinal collum, hearing the boy's ribs snap from the kick. He then lept forward, pinning llyod to the ground and standing on him with both feet. He then backflipped in place, landing on Llyod again, then repeated the action twice, before jumping off and grabbing the back of Llyod's signautre red shirt. "Get up, dammit." Fas said, picking him up and suddenly violently throwing him, turning his back and listening. He was rewarded with a sickening crunch and splat as Llyod was impaled upon a tree limb. Fas had avenged his Master...At least, he did, untill a voice reminded him of something.
"LLYOD!"
...Collette. Fas suddenly turned his head, his glowing green eyes locking on the frozen form of Collette. He walked over to her, and she drew her chackrams, throwing them at him. He caught them and suddenly tightened his grip, snapping them like twigs. He continued forward, and swung his blade, it hitting her and cleanly beheading her...too bad, she had a pretty face.
Fas laughed evilly, and so, the Cruxian Empire rose from the ashes of Mithos' death, as the memory faded...
~Back to present...~
Fas opened one eye slightly, then regretted it. The fighting against Cziri had givin him the migrane to end all migranes. He hissed under his oxygen mask, before realizing what had happened before he lost conciousness. "...Roy? What happened?" He asked quietly.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 7:48 pm
"Just watch my lord." Roy replies as he then access's a holgram from his Obi and replays wha happened from Fasumbra passing out until now. It didnt take long as Roy sat nxt to Fas and made sure he was ok and sustaining properly as Fasumbra was filled in
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:04 pm
Roy Odisiouix "Just watch my lord." Roy replies as he then access's a holgram from his Obi and replays wha happened from Fasumbra passing out until now. It didnt take long as Roy sat nxt to Fas and made sure he was ok and sustaining properly as Fasumbra was filled in "...You saved me...Thanks roy..." He said, sitting up slowly, hissing slightly. His mana crystal had been disturbed by his energy output. the front of his shirt was covered in his blood from the Mana Crystal's disturbance. It had caused a tiny hole in his heart, and caused blood to leak from the pores in his chest, although it had stopped now, his clothes were soaked in blood. "Dammit...that hasn't happened in a while...Contact Derris and tell them to send the special package. If they protest, tell them I will personally ram Leinguard up their assholes." Fas said, laughing mentally at the thought and image those words produced.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:05 pm
The assassin appeared in a swirl of robes and scarfs behind Roy. He looked over the injured body of Fasumbra, pointless, he didn't much like the man, and continued on, seeing the blood around the stadium, as well as the residual magick left floating around. His second eyes allowed him to see that.
"Roy. What's happening? I sense...Cziri. Was there a fight?"
More pointless questions, it was obvious the assassin knew, he just wanted details.
"What exactly is wrong with Fasumbra? I have...millenia of experience of field medicine. I may come in handy. I will come in handy."
As he spoke, the colors on his body, the extreme reds, began to fade become lighter. Even his hair changed until it too, was completely light. Only his eyes remained green. The rest of his body, and clothes, were now an interesting mix of white and black.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:29 pm
((@Fight from several pages ago:
I know he's not a fishmonster, but it's just fun to type. And sorry about being so slow. I'm not really a timely person.))
Whump.
Well, no dice. Pun intended.
Even though he just smacked a solid surface with great effort, the armor would compensate and save Gamma from breaking his wrist and forearm. The force would be transfered down the arms of the armor itself and square the pressure on the shoulder. It was made to be battered around by other powered armor and greater armor, and yes, even robotics roughly the size of this opponent.
Without that specific point of pain reflex, Gamma didn't care to be on his back directly underneath Mr. Fishmonster. The shield lifted, and Gamma rolled his heavy metal a** till he was clear, rolling into a rouch with the hammer held back behind in his left hand.
It was going to be interesting for sure. Gamma was made to deal with things this large, but not currently equipped for the job. Of course, neither was his opponent. Were this an actual armor encounter, both parties would have their share of firearms and armor piercing munitions.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:32 pm
The rather tall archdevil entered the arena, his polearm visible hanging over his shoulder. He was clearly armed pretty heavily, what with the fact that his guns more resembled rifles.
He sneered at the people, leaning against the wall casually, arms crossed as the black flame from his footprints died out, leaving a charred pentacle in the ground,
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:46 pm
Fasumbra Langardo Roy Odisiouix "Just watch my lord." Roy replies as he then access's a holgram from his Obi and replays wha happened from Fasumbra passing out until now. It didnt take long as Roy sat nxt to Fas and made sure he was ok and sustaining properly as Fasumbra was filled in "...You saved me...Thanks roy..." He said, sitting up slowly, hissing slightly. His mana crystal had been disturbed by his energy output. the front of his shirt was covered in his blood from the Mana Crystal's disturbance. It had caused a tiny hole in his heart, and caused blood to leak from the pores in his chest, although it had stopped now, his clothes were soaked in blood. "Dammit...that hasn't happened in a while...Contact Derris and tell them to send the special package. If they protest, tell them I will personally ram Leinguard up their assholes." Fas said, laughing mentally at the thought and image those words produced. "You are welcome my Lord." Roy responds. "How would I contact Derris?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:49 pm
Sparn fell back into his shadow, not re-emerging in the arena area.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:51 pm
Roy Odisiouix "You are welcome my Lord." Roy responds. "How would I contact Derris?" "You have communication equipment here, surely? And here, here's derris' frequency." Fas said, pulling out a small peice of a old parchment that had a spell around it that prevented stains from ruining it. It had a series of numbers on it that showed the frequency to contact derris. He offered it to Roy.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 1:05 am
It was a full recovery; the mercenary's odd wound had stopped bleeding, his body restored to full vidgor. However, something was troubling him horridly. Seeing those beings that he had that day - and how helpless he was with Akako, made a bitter taste form in his mouth. "I wasn't even directly there, and I could tell how intense they were battling.. If beings such as that exist.."
Standing up slowly, withdrawing his head from the table's edge and coming to both feet - Omi gazed over at his friend Jigen. "Listen. Shilon should be fine enough now, he can handle things as well as his own - but, if you could stay and watch over the wounded for a while, I'd appreciate it. Eh, here." Bending over with a light groan, left hand grasping a clean edge of Gabriel's crusifix - Omi flicked it upward, catching it as he stood erect once again - before slapping it on the nearest table. "Keep this handy, and when he asks for it, give it to the one called Gabriel, ah? I'll be gone for a bit - but on opening day of our branch, we should see eachother again."
"Give everyone my regards, Jigen." Turning slowly - left hand then placing two fingers on the leather strap holding the swordsheath over his back and adjusting it a tad, the mercenary stepped towards the exit of the resturaunt - then out of it, looking truely bothered. And his thoughts were muddled - bitter.
"In the face of that.. damned thing, I began to lose control of my arm. That can't happen - not here.. The only explanation would be.. that he lost his edge at the sight of it. But, that wouldn't make any sense at all, he and I both saw worse before and never did I feel.." Two fingers from his left hand suddenly darted onto a select spot upon his right shoulder - pressing on it firmly, as his teeth gnashed together in unpleased pain. "..Even now, it's like my whole arms burning. Damn it, what's bothering you so badly - Vincent?"
The 'Gym'. There was one he'd passed the entrance by earlier, and it sounded like the best place he could go prior to the branch's start. If he had to, Omi fully intended to spend every waking moment from then until the opening of the Barton Branch to his full advantage. Yet, even as the mysterious pain in his arm subsided - he still had a look about him as though he were direly unpleased of something.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 8:49 am
Fasumbra Langardo Roy Odisiouix "You are welcome my Lord." Roy responds. "How would I contact Derris?" "You have communication equipment here, surely? And here, here's derris' frequency." Fas said, pulling out a small peice of a old parchment that had a spell around it that prevented stains from ruining it. It had a series of numbers on it that showed the frequency to contact derris. He offered it to Roy. Roy took the frequencies and clicked a few buttons on his console and Cypher came in. Roy gave them to Cypher and he went to contact Derris to tell them Lord Langardo's message. Cypher then came back in with the freqencies and gave them to Roy. "Cypher how is operation 323 going?" Roy asked quietly. "Operation 323 is on course as usual." Cypher replied. "And operation 234 the same?" Roy added in. "Well, 234 is a bit off track. We have the main systems concsturced but thts all." Cypher corrected. "What, this is ******** ridiculouse. Im gone a few months and you cant even ******** handle 323. This is outrageouse." Roy said pissed as he got up. "Lord Lagardo, pelase excuse me, I must go check the status on operation 323. Worry not about it, it will all come together soon enough." Roy ressured Fas as he left and could be heard talking in a pissy tone down the hall. He would rteurn in a few moments.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:06 am
Kuro snapped his fingers, and disipated both the axe and the weave forming behind Cziri. He disapeared, and appeared a bit away, putting the torque back on.
"Cziri...you have been allowed to live. Don't...Don't...do this again..."
And with that, Kuro disapears into darkness...
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:21 am
Roy Odisiouix Roy took the frequencies and clicked a few buttons on his console and Cypher came in. Roy gave them to Cypher and he went to contact Derris to tell them Lord Langardo's message. Cypher then came back in with the freqencies and gave them to Roy. "Cypher how is operation 323 going?" Roy asked quietly. "Operation 323 is on course as usual." Cypher replied. "And operation 234 the same?" Roy added in. "Well, 234 is a bit off track. We have the main systems concsturced but thts all." Cypher corrected. "What, this is ******** ridiculouse. Im gone a few months and you cant even ******** handle 323. This is outrageouse." Roy said pissed as he got up. "Lord Lagardo, pelase excuse me, I must go check the status on operation 323. Worry not about it, it will all come together soon enough." Roy ressured Fas as he left and could be heard talking in a pissy tone down the hall. He would rteurn in a few moments. Fas watched him leave and smiled, taking off his bloodsoaked clothes. The only thing left on was his boxers, and thankfully, they didn't have any blood on them. He lay there, thinking of the package soon to come...the small black box...it looked so inconspicous by itself. Fas smiled and waited for someone to bring it to him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:24 am
Fasumbra Langardo Fas watched him leave and smiled, taking off his bloodsoaked clothes. The only thing left on was his boxers, and thankfully, they didn't have any blood on them. He lay there, thinking of the package soon to come...the small black box...it looked so inconspicous by itself. Fas smiled and waited for someone to bring it to him. Roy returns with the package in his hand. he hands it to Lord langardo. "Lord Langardo, Kuro has let WDY live." Roy informed.
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