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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 6:05 pm
As her arms where pinned up by Xol, she glanced at him, as he rneck was being held. her eyes dazed a bit from the grip. Third Hand seductress those words rang through her ears. She shut her eyes and winced gently as She felt him bite down onto her bottom lips enough to bleed. She growled gently at Him as He relased her and she dropped down onto the ground. She watched Him Move aruptly to the second floor. She glanced down as she wiped the blood from her Lip, and licked her fingers.
She noticed she was nearly bare chested as Xol had ripped off her top half of her dress. She pushed hersel fup and walked over to grab it and tie it around her chest just enough to cover any revealing Nibble. xD. She Glanced outside and noticed that a heated fight was going on, She glnced around, as she felt Focht was near as well.
She formed her Left hand into a fist as the skin fizzled and peeled away as Her guanlet revealed itself anf pulsated. She took in a deep Breath as she close dher eyes, and summoned her hounds. Xol had caught onto her plan of distracting Him, so now she either had to choose Fight against or with D.
Out of the ground from around the mansion Serveral celtic Circles appeared, whirls of Wind swirled at the circles as her hound Crawled out. these of course were created differently, they armored with Metal plates, and sonic cannons, at the shoulders. The decaying skin oozed as they dug their extractable plated claws into the ground, and made their Way towards the mansion. Sai walke doutside onto the porch as she glanced around looking for Focht. She opened a Mind Link so that He may hear her Focht?
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 7:49 pm
The first of the four was caught in the beam, his arms putting up a shield in front of him to protect his vitals. He screamed as flesh was stripped away and most of his clothing destroyed, but he did not die. The other three reacted to this with incredible speed, each of them creating a bubble with a brilliant emerald grow that seemed to stem from the pistol in their right hands. To aid in evading the blast they each split off in differing directions, the second darting up while the third went down and the fourth moved to Jezebel's left even farther. The bubble was a defensive barrier built of divine energies that would not block the blast outright but cause it to skirt over and around it and continue on.
They seemed to pay little attention, if any, to the winged figures, their focus remaining upon Jezebel as it appeared to be the largest threat at the moment. Data analysis of the battle from concurrent scans begun by Genesis began to be compiled, not yet ready to begin streaming to the four men. Their forms blurred, arms coming up before him to form an X before him built of bullets unleashed by the passage of the guns. For barely a moment their location in space held such that the formation may complete, partially due to the speed of the shooter compared to the projectiles and partially because of a field of slowed time they each entered. They each burst forth from the bubbles around the four Tacs with their intended target each being Jezebel's torso, passing through the energy field as if they did not exist. Indeed, they were phased off the timeline just enough such that energy fields would not affect them. All the while the armor continued growing over their forms, snaking down their torso and, for the injured one, helping seal up wounds that bled a viscous green fluid.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 7:56 pm
Ryuga's quiet walk came to a near end and slowly kept himself hidden, looking over someone that had a gauntlet on. He sized the person up and down, trying to sence anything that could be of any help to know the level of fighting in him. He seemed as if he could handle more than his own, and possibly more. Ryuga has only fought creatures in his world and nothing more except other like him but from this dimention. He was smarter not to jump head first but felt near equal if not more with his abilities at hand, and another. He than noticed out the window, past its reflection at times, things happening outside. He didn't know what it could mean but felt he should watch a bit more.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 8:09 pm
(( stare Reposting... This was posted and supposed to happen before you moved two pages ago.))
Well, this seemed suicidal at best and recklessly and violently suicidal at worst but what the hell, there was always tomorrow right? Almost as a side note he sends a quick transmission to Jezebel on the secure line.
Outta the way missy.
The clouds above the mansion, residue from the storm Bas had herded over the Citadel earlier, burst apart in a circular shape as something small and not visible flies through them at high speeds. Moments later, a second circle jumps open as Basaran drops from the sky.
From the ground below the mech's travel path becomes apparent as he revved the boosters up. He becomes a streak of luminescent spear of azure, cast down from the heavens by the left hand of god.
A perfect 90 degree turn at any speed is physically impossible, and the higher the speed the more difficult a change in direction that drastic becomes. It is a testament to the creator's skill when a machine capable of attaining sub-light speeds can go from a perfect vertical descent to horizontal running parallel to the ground with less than thirty meters of clearance and not tear itself apart.
Even more so when that machine can accelerate close to the border of Mach 3 in the two seconds it takes for Basaran to to cross the distance from where he evens out and reach his destination.
That destination being a wall slightly inside the Mansion's entryway where Xol and Sairys were currently fraternizing.
In Basaran's eyes, 1250 pounds of shielded metal moving slightly below Mach 3 and two sonic booms in a confined space would make a nice first impression.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 9:31 pm
Focht just watched the on going action. He seemed alittle surprised at the armored hounds that appeared, expecting Sai to be distracted with Xol. He continued to follow the events occurring around the Mansion, not getting involved with the fights until things seemed clearer. When Sai opened the mental connection, he waited a moment before responding, wondering if he should respond at all. He took the time to check the area, making sure there wasn't an immediate threat and responded to her. The response seemed to have no emotion at all to it. Yes, Sai?
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 9:47 pm
Upon hearing the emotionless answer from Focht, she knew that things wouldnt be the same. Being able to track to where Focht was she glanced up at the roof. Please forgive me Focht... I did what i had to do to give D and His Wife enough to time to prepare for what is to come...I hope you can find it that my actions tonight , you'll see that I'm on your side... Sai's voice was soft and told truth, her gunalet Pulsed as she closed her metalic hand into a fist, crushing the sir in between, it cause a small circle of air to shot out like abeam. Not big, but enough to circle around her body. as the circlet split it engulfed her body, in a bright light, as sent an energy wave through her Body energizing it, enough that she can attratc the particles and atoms she needs for attacks.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 10:44 pm
*Kyiana frowned at the second door and shrugged.*
Fine. Let us be hindered no more.
*Raising her hand and placing it against the door, Kyiana rolled her head around on her shoulders, her neck cracking loudly. Making a disgusted grunt, she took her hand from the massive door and stepped backwards two steps. Nodding, the whole door began to quickly crack then fall to dust before them. Instead of fanning out and covering them in grime, the dust fell straight down and into a neat pile which they could easily step over, which is what Kyiana did as she moved forward into the mansion.*
Oh Draeken! We're here to collect!
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 10:54 pm
Tapping his right finger on his chin, Aucun tilted his head and watched the goings on at this mansion. It was all very interesting. People dropping from the sky, various booms and explosions and people yelling at eachother and everyone seemingly very angry for one reason or another. Either angry or just irritated or annoyed or apathetic or something. In all it was quite the humorous sight for this man who stood on the edge of the lakeshore opposite the mansion. He had no reason to join the sophomoric activities on the far shore and really had no inclination to give himself a reason.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 11:06 pm
KB's voice would lace out across the mansion seductively, his message clear and straight to the point. As always he was entirely sure of himself, much moreso the minions at the battle and those to arrive. KB held high standards for Tegral and had yet to be let down.
Forsaken of this mansion, break now the bonds of ignorance and join the order of peace and unity. Those of you who wish to promote dissolution of control in these lands will feel our wrath, unfettered and raw. The far side of the lake is the ground of your allies, those crumbling walls the grave of a traitor.
It was a mental message, not promoted by the same raspy voice of Mr. Ghost, but rather the cool and calm voice of KB. His thoughts seemed helpful and sincere, proof of either his devotion of delusion. Those who switched to his side in this endeavor would be spared if not congradulated. The rest were sentenced to die, rotting in the rubble soon to come nameless and forever forgotten.
A cross-shaped star in the sky twinkled gently, The Cradle.
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Another barrage of bullets upon Jezebel's MS, how... plain. Even with the bullets holding their formations they would prove to be of little value overall. They were after all combatting a few inches of solid armored plating and regenerative flesh. The MS was designed to sustain almost all small arms fire save rockets or tank rounds, the ideal weapon to use on the thing being either 100mm guns or burts of 35mm fire. The pistols simply didn't have the mass or strength to effectively damage the mech to a point that was noticed, and so their munitions either bounced off harmlessly or were lost in flesh.
Of course the beam had fizzed out, leaving little wisps of smoke rising from the cooked flesh about the visor. Smaller purple particles lifted into the air from where the beam had cleaved, perhaps some form of dormant radiation.
Of course at this point Jezebel simply pulled her shield in front of her, dropping into a crouched position. Her right arm held in such a way that the shield was covering her chest section and her legs were only half exposed. This shield would effectively repel or absorb the damage of most anything they could throw at her, save perhaps sustained fire from guns of her own strength. Such a pose left her shoulder cannons peaking out to fire, her visor watching, and her left hand swung back around her. There she had the luxury of drawing either one of the blades sheathed at her lower back or of activating her wrist-blade.
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The young winged boy would start forwards, seemingly ignored by the four. Taking advantage of this fact would cause him to vanish briefly, a line of mud splattering up straight towards the sword. Then the thing lurched and was gone up into the grip of the boy even as he leapt from the lake's bank and out overtop the water. This sent bits of wet earth dripping into the water, though the sheer speed kept the boy from appearing as nothing more than perhaps a soft white afterglow. His speed was comparable to Focht's though not that of Basaran. Other modes of sight might easily pick the boy up, though he became visible to average eyes again moments later along with the sound of his buzzing wings. He was crossing the lake in a beeline to the right, sword in hand.
It seemed he didn't fly as fast as he ran.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 11:43 pm
Focht sighed, still in his perch on the roof. Right now, he couldn't forgive her, the feeling of being betrayed still fresh even though he tried to hide it. He didn't want her to go but couldn't bring himself to say anything. Turmoil was raging inside of him on what to do, his focus shifted from what was around him trying to get his emotions under control again. The connection would stay open on his end, providing him small amount of comfort in the fact she didn't just disappear. An overall feeling of betrayal and loneliness might be sensed with the connection if she checked. As for what was after D and Phi, he was pretty sure that D could handle just about anything coming his way.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 3:03 am
((I"m out of this. Bella is not there, she was never there. Have a good day.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 7:09 am
Ryuga felt that the events to come is best left alone. He still had to figure out what to consider in this dimention. He turns and walks out of the shadow than up the mirror he was by and touches it to convert into the mirror dimension.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 8:16 am
Sai sensed his lonliness through the connection, with a long drawn out sigh, She had so many words to say, but she knew that Saying them won't mean a thing at this moment between them. Her attention though was called as KB's Voice overloomed the area, as He was coming forth. This wasn't going ot be good, for either parts. She strolled out form th manison in the direction of the Mind link. She wasn't sure to where He was coming from, but she stepped out enough to be completely out from the manison. She knew that she was never to be trusted among those who protected the BC, never had been. Focht was hte only one who ever trusted her, and whom she grew to love, but life has taken her down other roads, though he stood strong beside her, but perhaps that life between them was best if let go. I'm Sorry.... was all that Focht heard before she closed the link between them. her eyes gazed with wetness as tears rimed her eyes, as she walked away from the mansion, and towards the fight of Jezabel. Only to turn around and glance at the roof with a lack of emotion in her eyes, as she knew on what side she belonged. Her hounds aimmed at the mansion and would attack whoever was in their way.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 12:44 pm
Cole Eastcott Well, this seemed suicidal at best and recklessly and violently suicidal at worst but what the hell, there was always tomorrow right? Almost as a side note he sends a quick transmission to Jezebel on the secure line. Outta the way missy. The clouds above the mansion, residue from the storm Bas had herded over the Citadel earlier, burst apart in a circular shape as something small and not visible flies through them at high speeds. Moments later, a second circle jumps open as Basaran drops from the sky. From the ground below the mech's travel path becomes apparent as he revved the boosters up. He becomes a streak of luminescent spear of azure, cast down from the heavens by the left hand of god. A perfect 90 degree turn at any speed is physically impossible, and the higher the speed the more difficult a change in direction that drastic becomes. It is a testament to the creator's skill when a machine capable of attaining sub-light speeds can go from a perfect vertical descent to horizontal running parallel to the ground with less than thirty meters of clearance and not tear itself apart. Even more so when that machine can accelerate close to the border of Mach 3 in the two seconds it takes for Basaran to to cross the distance from where he evens out and reach his destination. That destination being a wall slightly inside the Mansion's entryway where Xol and Sairys were currently fraternizing. In Basaran's eyes, 1250 pounds of shielded metal moving slightly below Mach 3 and two sonic booms in a confined space would make a nice first impression. Sai caught glimpse of this new being that came from the sky, She wasn't Sure which side hes on. Seeing his track was straight towards her and the mansion, She Swung her gunalet arm horizontaly infront of her, the gunalet flared and sent out a stream of heated Air to try and knock the being off its track, before she dashed to the right side out if its way to better see what she is up against.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 1:33 pm
Priority shift: Cover and protect Sairys, assist Mansion raid at earliest possible convenience.
Rookin was yet to show, this was becoming annoying. Basaran was of course punctual, a unit that fast would have to be nothing short of on time or early. The relay to Basaran was as always direct and instant, a more defined purpose levelled on the bot with indifference.
Sample collection in que: Xol, Focht, D, Phia. Alternative: Collect sample from targets unregistered.
The number eluding KB's database were few, though the time-hippy and a few of D's attackers were counted among them.
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This meant Jezebel was babysitting the woman she wanted to eat. It was a bit hard to follow the order despite the unearthly compulsion, her form jerking slightly in the cockpit against the restraints there. She had a few choice words for KB, but more important things mattered at the moment.
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