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 Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 11:53 am
"The truth will die with you" he said monotonously, reaching for a knife from his belt with his left hand, then held it up pointed towards Mortis.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 11:55 am
mortis focused solely on his target. he waited for an attack readily. he knew that he wouldn't last much longer if he put anger into his attacks.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 11:57 am
He closed his eyes and muttered some arcane verses, his left hand begun to eminate a jet black aura around the dagger. When his eyes opened again, they were a complete onyx color, glowing. He spun anti-clockwise, and then he faced Mortis once again released the dagger aimed straight for his chest.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:01 pm
mortis caught the dagger with unique presicion betweeen his middle and forefingers and threw it down next to him. "don't try that again....it might get you...." he stopped as the second, real dagger hit him square in the chest.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:05 pm
He stood and waited for a moment, the dagger in Mortis' hands seemed to melt into a thin mist then disappear - Kyrre grinned.
He opens his mouth to finish the last part of the arcane verse and his eyes pulse darker than ever, full of the hatred and spite voidmasters were known for. "..umbra" he mutters, grinning.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:11 pm
mortis staggered backwards into a wall with the dagger stuck into his chest. he sputtered blood as he spoke. "you...b*****d..." he said weakly as he leaned on the wall.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:18 pm
*Rogue had let the two battle it out a bit.*
"Pitiful."
*Rogue ran with pure vampuric speed and sped at Mortis shoving her katana into him.*((kyrre change it if don't like it))
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:21 pm
He walked calmly over towards Mortis, pulled his dagger from his chest and begun cleaning it. "The war will carry on" he told Mortis with a smile.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:22 pm
((don't change it....i've survived that before.))
mortis gasped as blood now filled his lung from the stab from rogue. blood spilled out his mouth and both chest wounds.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:24 pm
((this is so sad! crying crying crying ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:27 pm
"And many more will die" he adds. He holds Mortis' head in place with his left hand, and an onyx aura begins to seep from his palm, suffocating Mortis. It covers his mouth, then his nose, then tightens.
"I grant you a painless death" he mutters. "Be thankful."
The aura begins to cover Mortis' body, and then dissipates into a fine mist. Leaving nothing.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:32 pm
As mortis flops to the floow, the aura retracts and Kyrre smiles. When Mortis regenerates his wounds it will look like he simply suffocated, or had a heart attack. He turns and walks away in silence.
((kk gotta run now!))
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:34 pm
when kyrre removed his hand mortis used the very last of his energy to scream. "ATHENA!!!!!!" he screamed before laying limp on the subway floor. he had been betrayed by some of the people he once respected. his life had ended over a silly fued that happened millenia ago, now threatening to revive itself within the immortal races. this was the price ha payed to try and set things right....now nobody was left with the truth, and the war was bound to wipe out thousands upon thousands of immortals.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:21 pm
Elke walked briskly through the subway, running down a flight of stairs as she listened to the rustle of people passing and going. She stopped for a moment, taking in the clutter of the noise before heading on. Bloody hell? What's that bloody smell? I know. I know. It's bloody blood. That's not funny, Elke. Stop laughing. Elke followed the smell, as it reached for her stomach, coming upon a man huddled on the ground. He looked familiar. "A-are you alright?" She stammered, kneeling down by the man.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:25 pm
mortis gave off no response, his lifeless body lay limp on the floor. his stab wounds wewn't completely healed yet, revealing that it had been murder. the blood stained his clothes but stopped flowing just a few minutes before. his hair blew out of his face as a subway train blew by from not too far away. it revealed his face clearly and his eyes were still open.
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