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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 2:36 pm
O_o God? Wait.....God doesn't have screens...the hell are you? O.o Whoever you are, you have impeccable timing. *Orias would sheathe Fuukoriken, which he realized he was still holding and scratch his head again*
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:54 pm
::By this time Tyr would be at the base of the main tower. He would look for a way to enter into the tower.::
Well... this is an unexpected turn of events.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 12:30 pm
Xol would appear in front of the Citadel barrier with his usual flair. He entended his arm and placed it on the barrier, firing three consecutive orbs of dark matter. The concusive nature of the energy woulod no doubt send a ripple through the opaque barrier in front of him. This was Xol's way of knocking no doubt.
The many days of floating around the region had allowed him an interesting vantage point and thus gave him time to formulate a simple, yet effective plan. It was only right that he shared his newly found idea with his only ally in the region.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:26 pm
A slight blur of movement would come into view, dashing tword the Barrier. No weapons drawn, just a streak of dark red.
Morrigan had reached the Citadel grounds. Aware that her prescence was accepted at the Barrier, she would slow herself, and then halt before the massive shield of energy.
"Morrigan Imari. I request entry to Mastema's Citadel." She would say, throaty, and raspy. Her lungs were at work, carefully exhaling, and inhaling oxygen, this would cause her delicate chest to fall, and rise at a steady pace.
She wouldn't look around her, she would only look tword the barrier, awaiting a response, patiently.
Noone would know it was her, for she still donned the Helmet. The patch of red leather missing from her thigh, the cut that was made to tear the flesh from Kobei.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 9:23 pm
Sho: ~_o Ugh... *Sho tried to just ignore the silly verses*
Zio: *Without giving a response, both Orias and Tyr would find themselves suddenly in seats at the conference table. Tyr would find himself next to Sho, and Orias would find himself by Zenogais, both of them being next to eachother as well*
*Mastema snorted when the two were so suddenly taken into the room* Glad you two could finally join us..... you barely made it on time.
*Than just blinked at the two when they appeared* ^^;;
*The barrier would make a violent fluctuation when dark matter was directly injected into it; it was somethimg more reactive than the barrier usually gave. Mastema grumbled when both Morrigan and Xol appeared; it was such inopportune turn of events. Mastema would speak to each of them individually*
To Xol: What do you want, Solaris? This isn't a good time to be testing my barrier
To Morrigan: What on earth do you want here? Do you really think I will just let you in again? State your purpose; I have no time for your trivialities
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 9:45 pm
*The sudden appearance of Orias and Tyrsais, sent the eyes of Nana, Eecheb, and Trilla directly to the pair. It was sudden, but at least now they were all there, and the conference could begin. Trilla would likely lean a little closer to Mastema, in order to inch away from Tyrsais. One could wonder what the two might do once they noticed Omega in the room. Xol's timing may have been inopportune, but he could possibly give a little insight into the movement of the mechanical drone army, deployment, strengths. From his keep, Xol could see much and this put him at a tactical advantage not only for himself but indeed with his allies who no doubt would also come under attack at some point*
>.>
Trilla: <.< | !
Eecheb: >_> | ?!
Micha: . . .
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 10:43 pm
Xol would notice Morrigan, but at the same time would ignore her. That wasn't the same Morrigan and he wasn't the same Xol so why bother with inciting anything. Besides, she handn't acknowledged him so it was further proof he didn't need to get involved. Mastema. I have information that might prove useful to the situation at hand.
He kept it short and sweet for a couple of reasons. The most obvious one was that the less Mastema knew, the better his chances of tickling his curiosity were.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 4:17 am
"Another person went in, its odd, the ease at which they do it. Wait that was wrong, had two gone through? From different locations but the barrier reacted differently than it did for Sho. Were they all let in or had they simply walked through? Let in, that had to be it. Someone had consciously let them in."
He was vocalizing again, couldn't seem to stop it. His pupils remained dilated for this one and only went back to normal when he turned away.
"Damn nervous habits."
Still, he was closer to figuring it out, just not to the point where he could rationalize what he was feeling.
"Almost like there's some kind of control for what it normally does, and a co-control for anything out of the ordinary."
His stomach rumbles and he looks around
"Wonder where I could get something to eat around here?"
Back in the Citadel, that last question seems to be posed directly at the people who were his "audience."
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 3:08 pm
Morrigan would only be annoyed by Mastema's words.
"I found the woman that controls this... KB. It may be useless information, but I was not informed of a side you are choosing to be on for this war. I have awakened, and have found myself in this pitiful existance without anyone nearby to satisfy my needs. It's sad, really."
She spoke of the war, this useless war. She also spoke of Xol, and the fact he had less than nothing to satisfy her needs, as she knew he was there. She just didn't acknowledge his prescence, for she did not need the Quixotics of a Fallen Seraphim. Love was the last thing on her mind, but oh, was the painful, and torturing images of lustful sex.
However, she didn't need anything right now, more or less this years crop turned out to be a rotten one. Damn.
"I also need a change of clothing. This woman has no taste in style."
She would remove the helmet, letting her feet of Emerald hair fall to her backside. She would shake it out, and run her hands through it casually, then toss the helmet away, placing her hand on her hip. Morrigan turned her attention back to the barrier, raising a brow in anticipation of what Mastema had to say.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 7:24 pm
*Mastema snorted quietly to himself, letting everyone in the room settle down. He would have to get this meeting started in a moment, after he responded to Xol and Morrigan*
Oh and do tell me, Solaris, just what "is" the situation at hand? I am in the middle of a meeting, so if you have something to say then do so; if not, take your antics elsewhere
The woman who controls him? How do you mean? I am not a charity, much less am I a tailor. What exactly are your plans, Imari?
*Mastema cleared his throat in the conference room* If everyone is comfortable, I believe it would be good for us to begin now, yes? *He waited to see the consensus. It seemed Xol's intent was also to be a part of this meeting, even though he knew little of its existence*
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 7:38 pm
*Nana would look from Tyrsais and Orias, who had teleported to the Mind with no warning, to Mastema. The slightest of head nods, and closed eyes would be her response, Nana would wait for the responses from the others. The children would continue to look about at the new arrivals, Trilla still inched closer to Mastema and eyed Tyrsais and anything else moving in the room, Eecheb was still blinking at Orias and Tyrsais from where he was seated, and Micha blankly staring at whom ever was right across from him, in this case Zenogais. Hopefully the Alpha unit would be able to put up with the burrowing eyes from the boy. It was likely to last for the entire conference, and of the three children, Micha and Zenogais had the least amount if interaction*
Micha: . . .
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 7:51 pm
*Knowing that Trilla was leaning towards him, Mastema glanced down to her and put a hand between her wings, stroking her back lightly*
Slayer: *Seeing Mastema's gesture, he made his response* Sounds like a fine idea to me.
Sho: Yes.... please... someone say something ._., *Cole was annoying enough*
Omega: *A loud snort would be heard from the ominously hanging beast* Yes..... let's begin now that the flimsy ones are here.... *Omega was referring to Orias and Tyr, as they had shown the least amount of physical proficiency in the citadel*
Zeno: *Zeno shrugged; because his feet were on the table, he couldn't see Micha completely, and perhaps that was for the better* Let's get this thing overwith stare I don't see why all of us have to be here anyway....
Than: Because there's a lot going on that you don't know about ~_~ *Thanatos answered Zeno's curiosity rather directly*
Zeno: You sure about that, blue boy?
Than: *Than looked Zeno in the eyes, and then made a rather unusual look over to Mastema. All of the air in the room seemed to still for as long as their eyes made contact. The spell broke when Than looked back to Zeno* Absolutely........Just listen....
Zeno: I'll do that, buddy; I'll do that. stare *Zeno made his apathy rather apparent*
Proto: *Proto beeped to Mastema and nodded*
Than: ~_~ Proto's also ready to go.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 7:57 pm
*Orias looked around before answering* O.o Yeah, sure, I'm good. *He looked at all who were there. The only one here he hadn't seen before was Sho. As Omega spoke, he gave a little huff and spoke under his breath* Flimsy my a**...
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 8:17 pm
*Trilla's attention was immediately disrupted when Mastema put a hand on her back. She'd just wanted to get a little farther away from Tyrsais, and got other attention instead. Turning her head away from the vampire and towards Mastema, she would momentarily look to him in question. The child seemed to settle down after that, she knew that Mastema was right next to her, and paying attention so she felt better. In response, Trilla would put one of the tips of a pointer finger in her mouth while looking out over the table. It was....... cute. The loud snort from Omega would get a momentary look from Trilla, Eecheb, and Nana. This was the second time the children had heard Omega talk, and the first time Nana had heard her speak. Until then, all Nana had heard were growls and roars, so she'd keep her eyes pointed up to the ceiling a little longer. The silence between Mastema and Thanatos, the attitude between Thanatos and Zenogais.... neither went unnoticed, and curiosity brewed. What was that all about? Even Trilla and Eecheb who seemed content, would look over to them. There was tension between them since Zenogais had tripped Thanatos out of his chair, and before then too. Neither of them knew why, and hopefully they wouldn't have to see any more than that*
<.< ?
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 8:18 pm
He simply grinned. This relationship wasn't going to work unless either Mastema feared, or respected him. It was time to open his eyes.
Xol raised his right gauntleted hand and placed it on the barriers "surface". A mere instant later a swell of energy would explode out of the center of the gauntlet and into the barrier. This would begin to form a vortex to which it seemed space-time would collapse in a wormhole like form. Amazing right? However much he would love to claim this technique as his own, it was partly due to D's teachings as well. He could be clever at times too it seemed. Adding to D's wormhole technique though was Xol's massive, almost bottomless reserve of energy. The point was not to break in, it was to give off a sense of illiusion that he was. Enough to make Mastema fear the fact he could open his barrier at anytime, or to make him respect the fact that he was powerful enough to do it and wonder what else he could be capable of. "There are massive amounts to drones in the area, which I know you most likely already know. However, as noticed, their weak spot is their core. Extremely easy to dispose of so no need to even blink an eye when it comes to them. Where they're clustering is a key point though. D's mansion. A haven for former and future Black Company members. It's a sort of loose command center now and a surgical strike would severly limit, if not entirely destroy hopes of establising their former might. As of right now, they are fighting in the ranks and highly disorganized.
That is the situation at hand. And can I stop doing this now?"
His eyes fell to the expanding vortex in a bored sort of way.
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