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 Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:33 am
Aww man, this could be.... Wait what was he doing? He ran in front of Taish. "Taish, two 'elders'. What makes you think that Dusk is going to just sit there and let her fight you? I know you're strong and this," he gestured over his body, "...stuff makes you feel invincible. But you can't do this. You will ruin the family. We will be exiled. I like this place and I don't want to leave anytime soon. Plus, I don't want to lose another sibling." He rubbed his eyes, feeling stupid he was on the edge of tears. "So stop now. We can go look together. Maybe the others are just... away."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:41 am
"I know I am going to die. She is strong but she is also smart. Most likely smarter than I. But it is always about the fight, isn't it? At least, that's what I taught you, Dessik. I'm going to fight and I'm dead already." He patted Dessik on the shoulder and then swung at him hitting him in the temple, knocking him out. Dessik crumbled to the floor, unconscious. Taish took a deep breath, and looked up at the woman. He was going to go out it best way he knew how. "I don't like to make the first move," pointing the paper blade at her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:45 am
"I'm not a fan of firearms either, but if you dislike them so, why do you hold one now?" Myyth grinnned slighly as Dessik's comment about the sword, and hefted it lightly to check the balance of the blade. "Dessik by now you should have realized I only pull a weapon when I intend to use it..... As for you siblings I haven't seen them since I've been back. Neither of them is of my pack in any case, you should be speaking with their elders.."
"Now as I said, you can leave, or you can find out why elders aren't challenged for their postions."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:04 am
"He wouldn't want your position. Neither do I, but the fight Myyth, the fight is all that is important to me, sometimes more than my family." It would awkward to say he steeled himself for the fight but he really had, literally. He tried to think back to all the good things... but he couldn't find anything. Their father Big Mouth, it was his fault. he drove him to be this way and he had no control. Well, now he had control and he was choosing to do something he was too much of a 'warrior' to do himself. Pull the plug. "I'm ready."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:27 am
"As you wish." Myyth took a good look at his outer structure before springing forward. Her intention was to hit the upper part of his shoulder, and force him over backwards, while at the same time planting her sword into his neck just above the collar bone.
T'was fairly obvious, but it would give her a better idea of what she was dealing with.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:43 am
Dusk leant against the wall and watched. He'd step in if he was needed, but Myyth was more than capable of handling it herself for now.
"If she gets hurt, I'm killing the both of you, you realise that don't you?" He said, cool and calmly. His main concern was her and the child. He just believed, hoped she knew what she was doing now.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 12:04 pm
"Come on, Myyth. Don't toy around. Be the wolf that you are inside and kill me. You're pregnant, you want to get this over with, go and live life like a human." The metal of her blade connected with the metal of his neck, making a tink sound even as he landed on the floor. He raised two fingers and touched the sword and then jerked back. The skin that was on the tips of his fingers was burned. Silver swords for a werewolf. He grabbed it with his other hand with a glove still on and held it tight. He pushed half-heartedly, getting her away from him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 1:43 pm
"Human life is overrated." Myyth said, stepping back and twisting the sword a bit to wrench it out of his grip. Circling around she considered her options for a moment before running at him again.
Changing her direction at the last possible second, she came at him from his left. The sword she aimed to his knee, while she mentally allowed a very slight form shift to take place, just enough to give her the claws she needed, but to keep her body otherwise human. Bringing around her other hand she went for his eye with her thumb.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:09 pm
Dusk sighed. He didn't have anymore time for this, if he kept the others waiting, they might desert him.
"Myyth, look after yourself. Get into any trouble, ring me. He won't kill you, but take care of yourself. After all, you're looking out for two now." He called to her through the fight. He placed a phone on the dresser.
"Got you a new one since I remember you busting up the last one." He chuckled.
"I'm taking the team to search the ship, we'll do it together, not seperate. Then we'll move to the Library. Join us there when your done!" And he nodded softly to her, turning and leaving back down to the outside.
((Ok, off we go. Club fm outside.))
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:03 pm
He turned his head quick enough so she wouldn't blind him, only slash but the hit to his knee made him stumble. "If I didn't know better, I think you were trying to kill me." He realized he was letting it happen, letting her attack. The gash wasn't really much of anything but a little blood. Metal under the cut was crimson red. Burned like the devil's niece on a bad date.
"Ok, it's my turn." He stood up straight and looked around for something. He grabbed one of the weapons she had on her wall and quickly changed the silver of the blade into a shield and the hilt into a guard to protect his own skin.
He rushed at her with it, more like a bull, expecting her to dodge the silver alloy. And he would be ready with what he had literally up his sleeve.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 9:33 am
"Trying to kill you? Considering your family, whatever made you think I had in mind?" The slightly mocking tone in her voice develeped more of an edge with the last few words. Seeing him coming at her, she jumped up and over him to avoid being hit, and was mindful to aim a good kick at the back of his head in the process.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 4:39 pm
He stumbled. Taish had expected her to move out the way but didn't think she was quick enough to counter. "What about the Family? Don't you like us?" He fell to one knee, facing her where she landed. "From what I know, they sure did take an interest to the baby. You know, I came here to tell them news about the issue. Our father and master, Big Mouth, died and he had been the one who was making Aislann tell you those things." He stood up, feeling stupid. "For some reason, Big Mouth swore something was up with the child but obviously you checked it out. Which also means that you were starting believe." He grinned. "Who was it that made you think about it, Myyth? Was it the chipper little Dessik, or the conceited Aislann, or was it the ever-absent Dae?" He pulled out a white cloth and threw it to the floor. "I've decided, I don't want to die today. I'd thought I'd stop before you found a way to cut through my precious metal. If anyone asks, I kicked your a**." He back up to the window slowly. With some thought, he raised the white cloth in the air between them and stretched it out bigger than a bed spread, threw it at her, slipping out the window and into the night.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 4:53 pm
Aww, damn it, Dessik said to himself. He was conscious but he hadn't wanted to let them two know not yet. Taish knocked him out with one blow and it seemed so familiar he was starting to think it was Taish who did it. When Taish left, He decided he needed to get up and out of here. If he was lucky, he could leave without getting an ear full. But he knew that that was impossible. Myyth had to running high with her senses. She probably knew he was awake already. He couldn't delay the inevitable so... He sat up, almost too quickly, a headache starting. "How 'bout that fight, eh? J'ai aimé mon frère avec ces rotations passives, ne jamais vous frapper. Mais vous avez eu l'air de vous a voulu le blesser. Vous êtes le plus impressionnant. Well, I got to go so..." He tried to get up but the knock must have cut some channels like a cable bill gone unpaid. He smiled. "Funny thing..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 5:34 pm
Myyth rolled her eyes at the bed spread, she slashed though it with the sword she was still holding. She would let him go, there were far more important things afoot this evening. Stepping though the rip in the cloth, she glanced aroud the room and was glad to see little had been harmed, at least.
Glancing over at Dessik, she wasn't able to feel very sorry for him. The whole thing with his family had left a rather bad taste in her mouth. "As soon as you can walk, I want you out."
Looking over the wall of weapons, she had to smile for a second. Silver plating was worth the money. Putig the sword back where she'd gotten it, she took down a piar of long curved knives, nearly short swords themselves. Between them and the gun, she'd be fine this evening.
Turning around she left the room, leaving the door open behind her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 10:55 pm
"K, wait a sec." He looked around found what he was looking for. The leather gun turned back into a glove around. Taish's glove. He grabbed it and stuffed it in his pocket. The feeling in his leg was returning and he tried again standing, getting up slowly but surely.
When he was sure he could move without tipping over, he moved to the door. "You know, we are not so bad. But wandering around without a purpose can make a person do stupid stuff. Now that I know Big Mouth was behind this, I'm right back where I started. Wandering without purpose."
"I know it would be rude of me, after all of this to ask you for forgiveness because I believe we don't deserve it, but I do anyway. I may not be the oldest of us, and despite my behavior and my antics, I am a serious man when I must be and I carry the weight of my family on my back. So try... try forget this and see me as the new stranger you met at a bar one day. I liked it better then. Less complicated."
What a way to end the day, Mirimotas. All ties with the pack are more than strained. He couldn't even pretend to act the way he used to. This changed every thing. He'd have to watch his back far more often then he ever did. He wanted to hit something, to hurt his brothers. He wanted to make them stare at the consequences.
Stupid, conceited jackasses.
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