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 Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 12:37 pm
The Kohr To protect himself and his friend Reaper leaped in the air can used Heatstroke as a wall. He kicked him in the chest sending them in opposite directions and away from the impeding attack." This does not bode well for us Heatstroke bring you're A-game!" Reaper reached to his belt and began flinging various objects everywhere. Belial grinned, his face was a mixture of anger, excitement and determination. "Remember, I can destroy this whole building..." He smiled, his pearly teeth shining in the hall lights. He pointed at several of the objects, each of them vanished instantly, his smile widened. "YOU CANNOT STOP ME!"With that he advanced, his hand outstretched, the Crimson Tear in his hand glowed eerily, that same evil purple. "Get ready, Reaper. Your time has come."
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 12:39 pm
Nova Blancke Zegura Nova Blancke Nova Blancke Dragon Sneeze Nova Blancke "I take it I should go for the bad cop outfit? Don't really like guns or batons though. Why don't they have whips or something?" She asked before ordering a taxi to take her to a small store where she would change. Azrael was a little flustered. "I don't care what silly games you want to play, just say yes and get the job done. Azrael out." He turned off his radio and took a deep breath. "Security glass may stop a bullet, but not something a bit more powerful." He took a running start and dived through the Mayor's window shattering the tough plexiglass and rolling to a stop. He stood and headed toward Gold, his face grim with purpose. "Ahh you're so cute" Morrigan said as Azreal hung up. She got changed into her outfit and called 911. She put up a little act and managed to get a car over. After.."ditching" the cop that was inside of it she made her way to the mayors house. Morrigan looked at the mirror inside the car to check if her wig and lenses were good. She winked at herself and got out of the car. Hmmm brown hair also suited her even if it was only medium lenght. She rang the bell at the gates of the mansion.
"Yes, Officer?" The Butler said, slowly, precisely and rather arrogantly.
"I do hope you have a very good reason for visiting at such an hour, the lady of the house is sleeping." The Butler added, trying to alienate the officer further."I came to pick up the lady of the house and take her to the police station. If I am not mistaken you should have recieved word regarding that matter sir." Morrigan said with a polite yet authorative voice." It is for her own protection"
"Very well, Ma'am. Please wait while I gather the lady's night bags and bring her downstairs."
He turned from the door and went inside, motioning for her to enter the Mansion.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 1:11 pm
Zegura Dragon Sneeze Zegura Dragon Sneeze Zegura
The Gentleman acted fast, reaching forth and slicing at the panel, cleaving a clear sight into it, then sliding back and moving as far as possible from his foe, the confining dimensions of Mayor Gold's office making this ever more difficult.
"Tell me, dear Azrael, do you know the tale of the Tortoise and the Hare?""Sure." Azrael replied as he stalked around the Gentleman, "The hare was the fastest one in the land but was lazy. When he challenged the tortoise to a race he sped down the track and was so far ahead he decided to take a nap. He slept so long that the tortoise passed him and won the race."
"That's exactly right, but what people never read about in that story was the potential..."
"See, the tortoise had the potential to win, but he slept, whereas the tortoise's potential was far less, yet he won."
"So, you see, potential is relevant to action, and action is dictated by potential."
"So, what I'm trying to say is don't assume you've the potential to win, unless you can act accordingly to your victory."
He moved fast, sliding sideways and springing high, planting himself away, raising his blade and taking stance.
"I've no intention of losing, but I'm not sure my potential to win is great enough..."
"How about you, Azrael?"Azrael smiled broadly. "I'm full of potential. Enough in fact that I'm a favorite in this fight." Suddenly he leapt the full distance between them and swung down with his fists in an attempt to bludgeon the Gentleman to death.
The Gentleman's eyes widened, his mind went blank.
"Where... is the blood?"Azrael grabbed the end of the Gentleman's rapier and snapped the blade from the hilt. "You'll find that I can't be harmed that way." He yanked the blade out and threw it to the side where it landed with a splut. At the odd sound he turned his head to see what it was. Daniel, Ricky's assistant, was standing in the doorway with drink carrier full of coffee and a rapier blade sticking out of his chest. Copious amounts of blood were gurgling out of the wound. "Uh, I brought the coffee..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 1:16 pm
Zegura The Kohr To protect himself and his friend Reaper leaped in the air can used Heatstroke as a wall. He kicked him in the chest sending them in opposite directions and away from the impeding attack." This does not bode well for us Heatstroke bring you're A-game!" Reaper reached to his belt and began flinging various objects everywhere. Belial grinned, his face was a mixture of anger, excitement and determination. "Remember, I can destroy this whole building..." He smiled, his pearly teeth shining in the hall lights. He pointed at several of the objects, each of them vanished instantly, his smile widened. "YOU CANNOT STOP ME!"With that he advanced, his hand outstretched, the Crimson Tear in his hand glowed eerily, that same evil purple. "Get ready, Reaper. Your time has come.""Don't forget me!" Heatstroke shouted and charged Belial. He heated the air around him creating a blur effect making it hard to locate his true position. He pressed one hand on a pipe connected to the wall and heated the water inside enough that it exploded in a blinding flash of superheated water and steam right next to his target.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 1:43 pm
Dragon Sneeze Zegura The Kohr To protect himself and his friend Reaper leaped in the air can used Heatstroke as a wall. He kicked him in the chest sending them in opposite directions and away from the impeding attack." This does not bode well for us Heatstroke bring you're A-game!" Reaper reached to his belt and began flinging various objects everywhere. Belial grinned, his face was a mixture of anger, excitement and determination. "Remember, I can destroy this whole building..." He smiled, his pearly teeth shining in the hall lights. He pointed at several of the objects, each of them vanished instantly, his smile widened. "YOU CANNOT STOP ME!"With that he advanced, his hand outstretched, the Crimson Tear in his hand glowed eerily, that same evil purple. "Get ready, Reaper. Your time has come.""Don't forget me!" Heatstroke shouted and charged Belial. He heated the air around him creating a blur effect making it hard to locate his true position. He pressed one hand on a pipe connected to the wall and heated the water inside enough that it exploded in a blinding flash of superheated water and steam right next to his target. "Nice work kid!"Reaper reached to the back of his belt and pulled out five large round objects he threw them at the corners of the room and left one in his hand."Let's see how he handles crazy!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 2:29 pm
Zegura Nova Blancke Zegura Nova Blancke Nova Blancke "Ahh you're so cute" Morrigan said as Azreal hung up. She got changed into her outfit and called 911. She put up a little act and managed to get a car over. After.."ditching" the cop that was inside of it she made her way to the mayors house. Morrigan looked at the mirror inside the car to check if her wig and lenses were good. She winked at herself and got out of the car. Hmmm brown hair also suited her even if it was only medium lenght. She rang the bell at the gates of the mansion.
"Yes, Officer?" The Butler said, slowly, precisely and rather arrogantly.
"I do hope you have a very good reason for visiting at such an hour, the lady of the house is sleeping." The Butler added, trying to alienate the officer further."I came to pick up the lady of the house and take her to the police station. If I am not mistaken you should have recieved word regarding that matter sir." Morrigan said with a polite yet authorative voice." It is for her own protection"
"Very well, Ma'am. Please wait while I gather the lady's night bags and bring her downstairs."
He turned from the door and went inside, motioning for her to enter the Mansion.Morrigan entered the mansion when the butler motioned her to. She scanned the area a bit and thought it actually looked rather nice. Must have cost a fortune. Ofcourse not as much as the life of his daughter though. Morrigan's face remained calm yet serious. "Understood, I shall wait here sir"
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 4:28 am
The Kohr Dragon Sneeze Zegura The Kohr To protect himself and his friend Reaper leaped in the air can used Heatstroke as a wall. He kicked him in the chest sending them in opposite directions and away from the impeding attack." This does not bode well for us Heatstroke bring you're A-game!" Reaper reached to his belt and began flinging various objects everywhere. Belial grinned, his face was a mixture of anger, excitement and determination. "Remember, I can destroy this whole building..." He smiled, his pearly teeth shining in the hall lights. He pointed at several of the objects, each of them vanished instantly, his smile widened. "YOU CANNOT STOP ME!"With that he advanced, his hand outstretched, the Crimson Tear in his hand glowed eerily, that same evil purple. "Get ready, Reaper. Your time has come.""Don't forget me!" Heatstroke shouted and charged Belial. He heated the air around him creating a blur effect making it hard to locate his true position. He pressed one hand on a pipe connected to the wall and heated the water inside enough that it exploded in a blinding flash of superheated water and steam right next to his target. "Nice work kid!"Reaper reached to the back of his belt and pulled out five large round objects he threw them at the corners of the room and left one in his hand."Let's see how he handles crazy!" Belial laughed, pointing to the pipe with his index finger. The pipe glowed purple and ceased to steam, vanishing from sight, the ceiling instead began to issue steam, spreading over top of the room. He then motioned around the room, the walls shifted under purple energy, then vanished in violet balls of light, their battleground growing larger and larger. "Don't ever underestimate how crazy I can be..." He laughed harder, still making walls disappear. "When the floor above us comes crashing down, I'm going to be fine..." He grinned, "You two, on the other hand, might not make it out in time."
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 4:53 am
Nova Blancke Zegura Nova Blancke Zegura Nova Blancke Nova Blancke "Ahh you're so cute" Morrigan said as Azreal hung up. She got changed into her outfit and called 911. She put up a little act and managed to get a car over. After.."ditching" the cop that was inside of it she made her way to the mayors house. Morrigan looked at the mirror inside the car to check if her wig and lenses were good. She winked at herself and got out of the car. Hmmm brown hair also suited her even if it was only medium lenght. She rang the bell at the gates of the mansion.
"Yes, Officer?" The Butler said, slowly, precisely and rather arrogantly.
"I do hope you have a very good reason for visiting at such an hour, the lady of the house is sleeping." The Butler added, trying to alienate the officer further."I came to pick up the lady of the house and take her to the police station. If I am not mistaken you should have recieved word regarding that matter sir." Morrigan said with a polite yet authorative voice." It is for her own protection"
"Very well, Ma'am. Please wait while I gather the lady's night bags and bring her downstairs."
He turned from the door and went inside, motioning for her to enter the Mansion.Morrigan entered the mansion when the butler motioned her to. She scanned the area a bit and thought it actually looked rather nice. Must have cost a fortune. Ofcourse not as much as the life of his daughter though. Morrigan's face remained calm yet serious. "Understood, I shall wait here sir"
The small Butler wandered off, vanishing through a high archway, the sound of footsteps ascending a stairwell could be hear faintly.
"Morrigan."
"Morrigan, you're doing well."
Seraphael emerged from the darkness, his eyes glowing red in the half-lit hallway.
"How is Belial? Is he leading you well?"
Seraphael, the absolute leader of Ars Goetia, Belial's only superior, an absolute god.
"How is everything?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 4:56 am
Dragon Sneeze Zegura Dragon Sneeze Zegura Dragon Sneeze Zegura
The Gentleman acted fast, reaching forth and slicing at the panel, cleaving a clear sight into it, then sliding back and moving as far as possible from his foe, the confining dimensions of Mayor Gold's office making this ever more difficult.
"Tell me, dear Azrael, do you know the tale of the Tortoise and the Hare?""Sure." Azrael replied as he stalked around the Gentleman, "The hare was the fastest one in the land but was lazy. When he challenged the tortoise to a race he sped down the track and was so far ahead he decided to take a nap. He slept so long that the tortoise passed him and won the race."
"That's exactly right, but what people never read about in that story was the potential..."
"See, the tortoise had the potential to win, but he slept, whereas the tortoise's potential was far less, yet he won."
"So, you see, potential is relevant to action, and action is dictated by potential."
"So, what I'm trying to say is don't assume you've the potential to win, unless you can act accordingly to your victory."
He moved fast, sliding sideways and springing high, planting himself away, raising his blade and taking stance.
"I've no intention of losing, but I'm not sure my potential to win is great enough..."
"How about you, Azrael?"Azrael smiled broadly. "I'm full of potential. Enough in fact that I'm a favorite in this fight." Suddenly he leapt the full distance between them and swung down with his fists in an attempt to bludgeon the Gentleman to death.
The Gentleman's eyes widened, his mind went blank.
"Where... is the blood?"Azrael grabbed the end of the Gentleman's rapier and snapped the blade from the hilt. "You'll find that I can't be harmed that way." He yanked the blade out and threw it to the side where it landed with a splut. At the odd sound he turned his head to see what it was. Daniel, Ricky's assistant, was standing in the doorway with drink carrier full of coffee and a rapier blade sticking out of his chest. Copious amounts of blood were gurgling out of the wound. "Uh, I brought the coffee..."
The boy stood there, the coffee held still, the blade through his chest, and Azrael watching him.
"What monster are you?" He exclaimed, scrambling away from Azrael, terror filling his body.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 3:37 pm
Zegura Nova Blancke Zegura Nova Blancke Zegura The heavy door opened slowly, a loud creaking ensued as the door swung inwards, a small butler stood in the doorway.
"Yes, Officer?" The Butler said, slowly, precisely and rather arrogantly.
"I do hope you have a very good reason for visiting at such an hour, the lady of the house is sleeping." The Butler added, trying to alienate the officer further. "I came to pick up the lady of the house and take her to the police station. If I am not mistaken you should have recieved word regarding that matter sir." Morrigan said with a polite yet authorative voice." It is for her own protection"
"Very well, Ma'am. Please wait while I gather the lady's night bags and bring her downstairs."
He turned from the door and went inside, motioning for her to enter the Mansion.Morrigan entered the mansion when the butler motioned her to. She scanned the area a bit and thought it actually looked rather nice. Must have cost a fortune. Ofcourse not as much as the life of his daughter though. Morrigan's face remained calm yet serious. "Understood, I shall wait here sir"
The small Butler wandered off, vanishing through a high archway, the sound of footsteps ascending a stairwell could be hear faintly.
"Morrigan."
"Morrigan, you're doing well."
Seraphael emerged from the darkness, his eyes glowing red in the half-lit hallway.
"How is Belial? Is he leading you well?"
Seraphael, the absolute leader of Ars Goetia, Belial's only superior, an absolute god.
"How is everything?""According to plan. And...yes he is leading. This isn't my kind of mission though. I prefer to just kill them on sigh" Morrigan replied with a sense of respect in her tone towards Seraphael.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 4:02 pm
Nova Blancke Zegura Nova Blancke Zegura Nova Blancke Zegura The heavy door opened slowly, a loud creaking ensued as the door swung inwards, a small butler stood in the doorway.
"Yes, Officer?" The Butler said, slowly, precisely and rather arrogantly.
"I do hope you have a very good reason for visiting at such an hour, the lady of the house is sleeping." The Butler added, trying to alienate the officer further. "I came to pick up the lady of the house and take her to the police station. If I am not mistaken you should have recieved word regarding that matter sir." Morrigan said with a polite yet authorative voice." It is for her own protection"
"Very well, Ma'am. Please wait while I gather the lady's night bags and bring her downstairs."
He turned from the door and went inside, motioning for her to enter the Mansion.Morrigan entered the mansion when the butler motioned her to. She scanned the area a bit and thought it actually looked rather nice. Must have cost a fortune. Ofcourse not as much as the life of his daughter though. Morrigan's face remained calm yet serious. "Understood, I shall wait here sir"
The small Butler wandered off, vanishing through a high archway, the sound of footsteps ascending a stairwell could be hear faintly.
"Morrigan."
"Morrigan, you're doing well."
Seraphael emerged from the darkness, his eyes glowing red in the half-lit hallway.
"How is Belial? Is he leading you well?"
Seraphael, the absolute leader of Ars Goetia, Belial's only superior, an absolute god.
"How is everything?""According to plan. And...yes he is leading. This isn't my kind of mission though. I prefer to just kill them on sigh" Morrigan replied with a sense of respect in her tone towards Seraphael.
"Make sure Belial does not lose sight of our target, I have faith in him, but I sense another side to him, something that works its own ways..."
With this, Seraphael vanished, his presence left no trace but a single scrap of paper, upon which the words 'In Angels We See No Evil' were written.
On the reverse side it was finished with the phrase 'But That Doesn't Mean It Isn't There...'
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 6:14 pm
Zegura Dragon Sneeze Zegura Dragon Sneeze Zegura The Gentleman smiled, his eyes focused on his foe.
"That's exactly right, but what people never read about in that story was the potential..."
"See, the tortoise had the potential to win, but he slept, whereas the tortoise's potential was far less, yet he won."
"So, you see, potential is relevant to action, and action is dictated by potential."
"So, what I'm trying to say is don't assume you've the potential to win, unless you can act accordingly to your victory."
He moved fast, sliding sideways and springing high, planting himself away, raising his blade and taking stance.
"I've no intention of losing, but I'm not sure my potential to win is great enough..."
"How about you, Azrael?" Azrael smiled broadly. "I'm full of potential. Enough in fact that I'm a favorite in this fight." Suddenly he leapt the full distance between them and swung down with his fists in an attempt to bludgeon the Gentleman to death.
The Gentleman's eyes widened, his mind went blank.
"Where... is the blood?"Azrael grabbed the end of the Gentleman's rapier and snapped the blade from the hilt. "You'll find that I can't be harmed that way." He yanked the blade out and threw it to the side where it landed with a splut. At the odd sound he turned his head to see what it was. Daniel, Ricky's assistant, was standing in the doorway with drink carrier full of coffee and a rapier blade sticking out of his chest. Copious amounts of blood were gurgling out of the wound. "Uh, I brought the coffee..."
The boy stood there, the coffee held still, the blade through his chest, and Azrael watching him.
"What monster are you?" He exclaimed, scrambling away from Azrael, terror filling his body."The kind that gets the job done. Now die!" He jumped forward ready to pummel the Gentleman when Danny threw the hot coffee in his face. Thought the heat didn't bother him, it did blind him for a second, enough for Danny to grab the Gentleman and yank him through the door. As they ran down the hall Danny yanked out the blade and it clattered on the floor in a mess. "I take it that guy was bad?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 5:05 am
Dragon Sneeze Zegura Dragon Sneeze Zegura Dragon Sneeze Zegura The Gentleman smiled, his eyes focused on his foe.
"That's exactly right, but what people never read about in that story was the potential..."
"See, the tortoise had the potential to win, but he slept, whereas the tortoise's potential was far less, yet he won."
"So, you see, potential is relevant to action, and action is dictated by potential."
"So, what I'm trying to say is don't assume you've the potential to win, unless you can act accordingly to your victory."
He moved fast, sliding sideways and springing high, planting himself away, raising his blade and taking stance.
"I've no intention of losing, but I'm not sure my potential to win is great enough..."
"How about you, Azrael?" Azrael smiled broadly. "I'm full of potential. Enough in fact that I'm a favorite in this fight." Suddenly he leapt the full distance between them and swung down with his fists in an attempt to bludgeon the Gentleman to death.
The Gentleman's eyes widened, his mind went blank.
"Where... is the blood?"Azrael grabbed the end of the Gentleman's rapier and snapped the blade from the hilt. "You'll find that I can't be harmed that way." He yanked the blade out and threw it to the side where it landed with a splut. At the odd sound he turned his head to see what it was. Daniel, Ricky's assistant, was standing in the doorway with drink carrier full of coffee and a rapier blade sticking out of his chest. Copious amounts of blood were gurgling out of the wound. "Uh, I brought the coffee..."
The boy stood there, the coffee held still, the blade through his chest, and Azrael watching him.
"What monster are you?" He exclaimed, scrambling away from Azrael, terror filling his body."The kind that gets the job done. Now die!" He jumped forward ready to pummel the Gentleman when Danny threw the hot coffee in his face. Thought the heat didn't bother him, it did blind him for a second, enough for Danny to grab the Gentleman and yank him through the door. As they ran down the hall Danny yanked out the blade and it clattered on the floor in a mess. "I take it that guy was bad?"
"You have courage aplenty!" The Gentleman exclaimed, finding his feet and taking flight with the young man, the fact that the boy was not dead pretty much concluded The Gentleman's suspicion.
"So, you cannot be killed either?" He asked.
"And yes, he's one of the bad guys."
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 7:24 am
Zegura Nova Blancke Zegura Nova Blancke Zegura The snooty Butler nodded, obviously out of habit, certainly not out of gratitude.
"Very well, Ma'am. Please wait while I gather the lady's night bags and bring her downstairs."
He turned from the door and went inside, motioning for her to enter the Mansion. Morrigan entered the mansion when the butler motioned her to. She scanned the area a bit and thought it actually looked rather nice. Must have cost a fortune. Ofcourse not as much as the life of his daughter though. Morrigan's face remained calm yet serious. "Understood, I shall wait here sir"
The small Butler wandered off, vanishing through a high archway, the sound of footsteps ascending a stairwell could be hear faintly.
"Morrigan."
"Morrigan, you're doing well."
Seraphael emerged from the darkness, his eyes glowing red in the half-lit hallway.
"How is Belial? Is he leading you well?"
Seraphael, the absolute leader of Ars Goetia, Belial's only superior, an absolute god.
"How is everything?""According to plan. And...yes he is leading. This isn't my kind of mission though. I prefer to just kill them on sigh" Morrigan replied with a sense of respect in her tone towards Seraphael.
"Make sure Belial does not lose sight of our target, I have faith in him, but I sense another side to him, something that works its own ways..."
With this, Seraphael vanished, his presence left no trace but a single scrap of paper, upon which the words 'In Angels We See No Evil' were written.
On the reverse side it was finished with the phrase 'But That Doesn't Mean It Isn't There...'Morrigan felt a small grin appear on her face as she read the text. But it quickly dissapeared. Right now she was a polite but serious cop. Don't wanna fall out of that role.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 9:24 am
The Butler returned, a small, fair-haired girl of about 14years of age was close-by to him, carrying a small bag.
"Ma'am, here is the officer who will take you to your father." The Butler smiled warmly, motioning for the girl to go over to the officer.
"Thank you, Alfred, I'm sure I'll be fine now."
The girl crossed the hall and placed herself firmly in front of the police officer, her eyes washing over the woman suspiciously.
"Father is a good judge of character, I feel much safer knowing he chose you personally." She finally smiled, a big grin on her face.
"Shall we go?"
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