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 Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:47 pm
mortis took the kick without even phasing and grabbed hold of tohaku's leg and held him up ti his face. "nice try kid but no dice."
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:50 pm
*Releases other leg and swings into him with the gun to his gut pumping a few rounds into him* Got ya boy.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:55 pm
"you would think so wouldnt you?" he said as he pulled the gun away from his body and three bullets fell to the ground. "rule number 1" he said"always assume your opponent bri=ought protection." revealing his chainmail as he said this.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:58 pm
*He smiles* Smug basturd. *Smiles* Lesson learned. *Jams free foot up toward his jaw*
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:05 pm
mortis took the shot to the jaw and flew into the air, seemingly hurting him buth then recovered onto his feet. "sorry, not quite good enough"
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:06 pm
*Gets ready* Time for you to attack me. Lets see how good my defence really is.........Mortis*Smiles
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:10 pm
mortis slashed an infinity shaped symbol in the air with his daggers and lunged at tohaku with daggers pointed at the chest and shoulder.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:13 pm
*Reflex the chest blow and tries to dodge the shoulder which grazes him. Pushes the gun of the weapon to his throat and pulls the trigger twice*
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:19 pm
"sorry tohaku. but thats a twelve round clip. and youll never guess how many youve used" mortis scoffed. "rule number two, count your blessings and your bullets" he said as he slammed tokahu on the ground face first under mortis' foot.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:20 pm
*Coughs* Damn it all........*Tries to stand up* Lesson learned.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:46 pm
Omki walked back home with a box under his arm and looking as though he was deep in though. He walked up to the door opening it; walking in. " Hey Hun... I'm home." Omki said and sat on the couch; setting the box down in front of him looking at it intently. " Myyth... we need to talk." He said in a soft tone.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:50 pm
Patches tried following the pair. But it lost her interest way too fast. The sun was starting to come up, and she hadn't even had any fun. Hexrin had told her the address of a nice place to stay, so she wasn't worried about that. Instead, here was a wonderful playground of dead machines. She lept the fence and landed on an old chevy. It wasn't the speed of the cars, she could run faster than that on her worst day. It was more the principal of the thing. Patches popped the hood on the truck.
She sighed. No engine. Thank god for at least being stronger than a normal human. She certainly wasn't a match for another demon, but it was enough to see her dragging a big block across the ground towards the truck. Comically dragging, because it was easily several folds her weight, and she wasn't really made to do it. But she started working as soon as she got the engine in place. She ran hither an thither, with the occsaional squeak of delight or curse of frustration. She scavenged enough NO2 tanks to make a working boost. She ripped apart truck after truck, even a few scrapped armors to get some plating. If she found something nicer while scavenging than what she put on, she replaced it. Until finally, she screwed on the 8-ball shifter nob. A great, gaping grin crossed her face. She'd created a lifted, boosted, armored, plow wearing v-10 hemi killing machine. 10 identical tailpipes poked out from under the back of the tail gate. Unfortuently, it still looked like it was pulled from a junk yard. She cursed and started looking for a battery and perhaps a nicer looking body...
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 8:21 pm
Hearing someone come in, Myyth turned over in bed and thought about getting up. She really didn't want to, and since they had use a key it must be Omki. Very tempted to just pull the bankets over her head and pretend she heard nothing, she instead rolled over on to her back and called down the hall rather sleepily.
"I'm in here." Pausing to yawn and strech a bit she wondered what Omki had wanted to see to after Ties.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 8:27 pm
"My, but you both are quite... lets say...eratic at your movements. Espeacially you Tohaku. Mortis... not so much but his movements are still kind of jerky." Cyrus smirked down at the two training from his perch on top of the junk pile.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 8:42 pm
Working uninterupted, Patches lept onto a truck and started ripping body panels off of it like she was being paid. Brandnew, unscratched, ready to go. She got half way back to the truck on her third trip before she realized she was disassembling someone's actual veichal. She shrugged and kept working. Mortals could buy things. She didn't have to. Patches finished by scavenging up some spray paint to redo the artwork on the hood and door. She lit it up with black and grey lightning against the black finish, then sat down with a huff.
"Now that's one sexy machine." she stretched and yawned. She'd burned herself out. She could either go another week at this speed or get some damn rest. Patches hopped into the cab and pushed the ignition button [[sure as hell couldn't find keys though...]] and the truck rumbled to life like it was coming from the gates of hell itself. She revved it loudly, remembering that mortals were walking up now anyhow. She pulled her sunglasses on. "Where's that gate?" she wondered as she looked around. She climbed out and stood on top of the truck. "Hmmmmmmm..." she surveyed. With a quick cry of sucsess, she hopped back in and rubbed her hands together. "Alright! Now, how do you drive stick again?"
She realized that every plan has a flaw.
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