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 Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 6:03 am
Ѵladimir Dracula Eater of Mortals Nyru found himself getting ready and starting to feel more confident as Adi confirmed she would be joining the battle, her harmonious voice seemingly calming him... and making Nyru feel like a sense of Vigour has fallen over him draped like a velvet curtain over his skin, telling him to fight. His gaze went to Claudia beside him when she began to give her opinionated voice to Darris, or whatever he was. And that was when the vigour Nyru thought he had collected seem to collapse like a tower with broken foundations. At first he wondered what in the hells she was talking about, Dracula? Really? He was nothing but a myth in Magic Earth, never ventured outside of Non-magic Earth apparently, if he was real anyway! But she had her knowledge of old stories, she read a few books in her time, had her interests. Nyru had to trust his partner on this one.
Vladimir in that moment grumbled as his crimson wings flapped before him, holding his clenched fists tight as he shouted "Inheritance is nothing when you're reborn!". From his clenched hands grew what became his sword and shield, presumably made of dry flesh "When I'm done with you i'll be the immortal that i once was! And this land will be my new throne!" Vladimir ordered, Nyru watched his hand move backwards to bring his blade down upon them. However, with Claudia's go ahead, he let her swoop behind them so he could bring up his blade to defend himself and Adi. The blades clashed with a dark aura that surrounded Nyru as if he was defended by an orb of air, with a flick of his spare hand he ordered his sword to break and wrap around Vladimir's in a sharp knot.
"Adi!" Nyru cried, grinding his teeth under the force of the vampire, "I've never learnt what a Vampire Hunter does to kill this guy! But i know one thing... they don't like anything Holy!". He stressed about her abilities, he had no idea what her power's source was, had no idea if she had it all along or what, but he guessed that her light was anything akin to the holy or blessed armaments of the old vampire hunters of old. HE knew this wouldn't be an easy fight, but right now they at least had some sort of upper hand. They needed to watch out for that rather fearsome shield, however.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2014 7:15 am
 ━━☽Ɍυɼ'Дɖɩқą Дɖɖąɧąɼɼą☾━━
Standing and staring, the angel and human took in the form that Darris took now. It was grotesque and deformed; dark and twisted into something built for power while craving more. Darris's hand forming into sword and a rather nasty rather sharp type of shield.
It was Claudia that caused the human and angel both to turn their gaze to her in surprised questioning way. Adi herself knew nothing of their history and such a name meant nothing to her. Rather it was Zuriel with in that was at full alert and rather worried though he attempted to hide it from the gypsy, he failed. The Angel having lived a millennium or more possibly, was aware of such a kind and such a line. Staring back at the creature before them, Zuriel was further determined to rid the this world of such a dark stain upon its service.
Adi herself was a bit apprehensive of the whole thing, realizing that this simply wasn't your everyday monster, but rather a line...a heritage. When Nyru cried to her, she looked to him, her weapon still raised toward the other winged creature. Her friend gave her a way out, a way to beat him and her smile grew as the golden light in her eyes nearly took over her honey brown irises.
"Fortunate for you and you're city, for we aren't just human in this body, but Angel...Divine as well," came the harmonized reply of male and female. Looking to Darris...well Vladimir as it were now they learned. "Demon against Angel...just like the old days feels like."
'I thought you didn't want to tell them Zuriel,' asked Adi from within.
'I trust your friends not the Occult their parents associate with...not yet anyway. This may be the only time we have to tell them.'
Enough being said then, Zuriel and Adi raised their sword like lance a bit higher and with a sudden flash of light meant to blind the vampire creature, Adi advanced. Tucking wings close against her back in order that they didn't hold her back, the gypsy was faster then ever; faster then any human would have been capable of achieving. It allowed her quickly to get within Vladimir's guard and leaping up she attempted to slice creature.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2014 11:08 am
Claudia Vesslia It took a minute or two for the others to comprehend her logic while Vladimir upgraded. His sandpaper white appendages produced a bony sword and a shield to fight with. The bloody vessel wings flapped with all their might to life him off the ground only to hover a few inches above. Nyru must have heard her request because with a slight head shake he loosened his grip and she was able to maneuver behind him. This movement exhausted her further to the point where she needed to hold her partner's shoulders tighter. Her vision stirred and the sound of the blades collided together was muffled like someone put earplugs in her ears. Two of her senses are rendered useless, but at least Vladimir smelled heavily of iron so she knew his location. He was trying to weight down Nyru's blade in order for him to release his weapon, become defenseless, and the finally strike him down where he stands.
The trained shadowmancer was to smart for that tactic and used one of his swords many abilities. His blade separated into several different pieces and found their way into the vampire's corpse like skin. In her blurred vision, she noticed a purple ambiance ahead of her so the orb above must be lending its power. In other words, the queen herself was participating because for those who did not know, that orb protects the castle as well as the queen herself. It's like her heart, but because of its appearance it doesn't look like anything special just not ordinary. Her comrade pinned the enemy and let Adi take her light out on him. He was correct in knowing that vampires detest anything holy. They are creatures of darkness and even sunlight roast them alive. It makes sense now that Darris never set foot outside the castle in the day time and wanted to be posted as an inside guard.
The gypsy unleashed her golden furry on Dracula's son along with the angel inside of her. She didn't know the angel personally but she had a feeling she would meet him when she wakes up. Her eyes closed and her body gave way falling to the stone floor hoping the two could finish without her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2014 1:14 pm
Ѵladimir Dracula Eater of Mortals
As Vladimir Dracula felt the force that Nyru was defending with slowly become less and less powerful, a feeling of victory was beginning to overwhelm him. Taking on the belief of the vampires in Magic Earth was perhaps one of the best choices he had ever done, every ounce of power he felt within him seemed so true, so vigorous and right. The Spirit of Truth was in no doubt the guidance he needed in his life to once again resurrect and become the one and only, real Dracula, legend and one true leader of the vampires in this world and the mundane world beyond the Crossing. As his weight was coming down on Nyru and his fleshy sword was tight within his clutch he had never expected anyone to be so cunning as to mortally wound him so quickly.
He was wrong, especially as Adi, with her new-found divine purpose, like a prophet for the angel, Zurial, as she announced, came rushing forwards. Nyru could feel his grip loosening and the violet glow and hum of the great light of the city above him wasn't helping with the constant glare, it was like a small sun shining its rays of warmth down to the earth. And then Adi came swooshing in, under the great, menacing shield that Dracula held up high with his towering stature. She came under her blade of Vigour sliced up the vampire's side, straight up to his neck like cracking through the carapace of a giant beetle. He let out a cry of agony as his felt his flesh burn and hiss in torment, causing him to flinch backwards giving Nyru the time to let go of the cursed blade and drop backwards. Dracula turned to face adi, one wing held tightly against his flesh to try and cover the seeping wound. "You dare bring the power of the blessed back to threaten me... Hunter! I shall make you suffer for your act of foolishness!" he shrieked, stepping forwards and holding his blade up high with both hands like a dagger to brign it down upon her. But he was foolish, he left himself open, no shield wielded properly, arms up high to expose his abdomen and chest.
Nyru took this moment, he quickly got up from the ground flung his sword arm backwards, his spare palm held up and targeted the vampire's readied sword. Nyru only had to think of a few words of power, a few movements that he needed to make sure this worked in order for his snake-sword to do as he asked. The blade divided, and the chain broke that kept it together as the segments rushed up with a purple tail of dark magic and lightning-like speed. Each segment circled around Dracula's wrists as they plumetted into his flesh one by one as dark runes and circles devoured his hands, locking them in place as a chain of shadows reunited the hilt and blade segments. Nyru held his body back, using all his weight to keep Dracula from lowering his weapon. "Adi!" he cried, his helm opening up to expose his sweaty face as his dark, royal blue eyes glared out under narrowing brows as he yelled "Now's the time!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2014 5:37 pm
━━☽Ɍυɼ'Дɖɩқą Дɖɖąɧąɼɼą☾━━
As her strong leap left her springing into the air above the head of the descendant of Dracula, her wings unfurled and caught her in order to bring her back-flip into a soft landing some yard away. Crouched with one knee on the ground, the other bent up; one hand braced against the ground while the other held her weapon. Said lance like sword held before her with its sizzling edge that caused the vampire's blood to bubble and evaporate in a black smoke. The the smoke left an unpleasant scent in her noise and the even stare she gave, gave nothing away.
The wound Adi had delivered to him was a nasty one, one that would eventually impeed him, and Vladimir seemed to realize that as he cursed her and vocalized his outrage.
"How dare you bring your darkness to a land that it does not belong in! Your father was defeated by the holy, there no hope for a second rate b*****d child will fair much better either," flatly stated the harmonized voices of Adi and the Angel within.
Enraged Vladimir attacked, left himself open in such a state and one that Nyru took advantage of. His actions quick and precis that Zuriel was impressed with him. But they couldn't waste time as Nyru could only hold back the creature for so long, his cry proof of that. Neither was Adi and Zuriel going to waste time either, brandishing the holy lance came running forward once more. Only as she came running forward to a point Adi flapped her wings hard and it lifted her clear into the air, with her tightly folding them back in, the gypsy was now a project of her own making. Her aim right for the Dracula descendants heart.
"Die...and may your lines stain be erased from this land."
Vladimir clearly not fond of such an idea, used his sharp talon-ed wing as a last effort to kill or deter her. Aimed at her own body there was no way for her to block or move, but that did seem to phase the gypsy or the Angel within. Her blade aimed at his heart and his talons ready to slice into her own, they clashed in flash of golden light and splatter of blood.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 9:43 pm
Claudia Vesslia Sense Claudia was unconscious and could view the possible victory she still felt the surging energy from her friends. In her dream state, for some reason she was in the floating town with the transparent ground the showed Magic Earth underneath. Did the Prince summon her here to converse with her about her failure because that would make sense. Or her brain decided to process of safe sanctuary where she can rest until she awoke. The town felt frozen and not inviting like that last time Nyru and her appeared, and he wasn't by her side. Emptiness. Ruby survived on the streets alone for years so the blonde could manage to standby for a few hours. Rubbing her fingers over the peeling paint building's exterior, she heard the distinct noise of a crow cawing...to her maybe? The black bird dipped its head as if to say 'welcome back' and hopped over to the neighboring roof top. She assumed this was a sign to follow and sure enough she was right due to the crows flight pattern. It repeats it caw a few more times hoping to get a message across that she obviously couldn't decipher.
The winged beast lead her to a white clearing where a mirror object formed to show a projection of the events occurring outside. In the image, Nyru's blade broke apart into sections with a thick chain holding the structure of the blade together. Purple mist oozed from the pieces of metal embedded in Vladimir's wrist to restrain him from attacking Adi. Her partner used all his strength to hold the vampire back in order for the gypsy to inflict the final blow to cease this war. All the powers of light deducted from her body and she aimed right for the chest and bondman where a lesion was made earlier. However, he freed one of his clawed corpse like skin arms and brought it down towards her chest. The golden light was blinding when the two collided so no one could determine who won.
"Adi! Nyru!" She exclaimed knowing no one could heard her as she shielded her face. The projection faded leaving her in darkness about the outside happenings. "No! Come back!" The woman fell to her knees with her blue dress circling her. "Why? Are you showing this to guilt trip me? I wanted to do it, I would've, but I...I'm a coward." She stated openly to no one in particular.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 2:02 am
Ѵladimir Dracula Eater of Mortals
Nyru couldn't see what happened, as soon as Adi collided with the vampire lord in a flash of golden light that crawled out to caress everything it could see, any kind of sight was rendered useless. But he knew one thing, he heard the monster's cries of agony and felt the snap of his sword as the chain let the monster pursue his attack. Nyru felt a sudden sweep of hot tension spread over him as he covered his eyes.
In a world, though, where nothing is to work as it should, where the ups and their downs and where time no longer abides the laws of the universe, Claudia traversed alone. At a mirror, he showed her what she were to see if only she was awake. In her mind, where she felt the guilt of being a coward he knew he could get her down to her very bones. The Prince of Crows wasn't necessarily a bad person... but he wasn't good either. With the swipe of his hand the mirror faded to black and the world around her was engulfed by darkness until a single spotlight pointed down upon her, revealing the one lonely island that she now sat upon. The path of the city was crumbling at the edges of her small floating island, the mirror was just off the edge, and in the distance other islands with pieces of the City of Crows' walls and buildings were also crumbling, bricks falling were suspended in a forever-slow moving time.
"Resting for a party, Claudia?" he asked softly, neither mocking nor surprised in tone. He appeared behind her with arms crossed, feet just above the ground as he floated with the most ease. "Is this what you dreamed of? All those years in solitude behind The Shade while waiting for freedom? Wealth, beautiful women and handsome men in the latest fashions, laughing and enjoying the peace? But what of yourself." he said " I can see all your tomorrows and I know that either she dies tonight at Vladimir's hand or she'll live out her days, month after month, year after year, far away, even as her fine clothes wear into tatters and her silken hair gets dull and grey. Half the city can see the lights from the party, and they dream of the delights to follow. I think she's lucky this time, Claudia, but will you tear it all to pieces in the future, when the odds are not in her favour, or anyone else's for that matter? Either way, this is your last party, right Claudia?" he asked, referring back tot he party, a larger metaphor meaning this is the last time she'll fall to be a coward. He understood, that threats that have emerged recently are far superior than any the Land of Crows had faced in a long time, even if they do live under threat of tainted beings from the Underworld and small demons managing to get through the fragments between worlds. However... the prince did see something coming soon, something far worse, filled with lies and secrets, upon maintain and cliff of Betrayal.
Whilst Claudia replied, he let the mirror reveal the scene again. As the flash of golden light vanished, Nyru uncovered his eyes, and the unfathomable thing is that Vladimir's weapons of flesh had been completely decimated, charred to a crisp on it's edges from the divine light. Adi was in the air, her sword of Vigour plunged directly into the monster's heat, veins stretching across his body with a golden liquid that pulsated and burned through his body. "I.." he began "This- is impossible!" he spat out as his body began to flake away in golden pieces. And then all the golden veins within him went dull and his heart glowed bright, eyes fiery before his body harmlessly exploded. First his body let out a shockwave that slowly moved out, and then rapidly shot across the tower and the skies. Shortly after his body became golden aura that exploded swiftly after, leaving behind nothing of him.
Nyru was speechless, In the darkness of the skies above, Adi was like an angel descending from the Heavens, a place he barely even believed in since childhood. Her magic was... so mysterious, but as was a Gypsy.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 5:20 am
━━☽Ɍυɼ'Дɖɩқą Дɖɖąɧąɼɼą☾━━
In the flash of light, Adi herself was pretty much blinded, but her attacked never wavered as it flashed about her. She was weightless and relaxed in the light that followed. Like she was floating in the river of golden light and particles like she had been when she first used the orbs power. When it faded at last, the feeling remained for a time lingered as time stood still. The gypsy quiet clearly saw that the blade formed of their magic was pierced through Vladimir's heart, his surprise comforting.
"Never lay into impossibilities; by the time you are certain, there is someone, somewhere proving your wrong."
Very rarely were there impossibilities in this world, Zuriel had seen many come and go. Even his own impossibility, turned out to not be so impossible, and he was still paying for it.
The enemies body flaking away it soon exploded outward, forcing the angel and human back and into the sky a bit more. There was a sound of ripping cloth and splatter of liquid on the stone. Wasn't till Adi was standing again on the top of the tower did she feel it.
"Argh...." came her cry of pain this time there was no harmonizing. Her hand flew to her side and quickly was brought back slick with blood. Wide eyed she stared at the blood on her hand before looking to the nasty stab and teared wound Vladimir had left behind in his demise. "That...can't be good..." the gypsy wheezed out before collapsing to her knees.
Wings flickering out like a candle flame, their absence revealing the torn shoulder of her shirt. Exposing the pale flesh of her shoulder, it also revealed part of the Prince of Crows mark that she wasn't so happy to bare. Cringing in pain, golden light could be seen swirling about the injury, as clearly Zuriel was silently attempt to stem the bleeding on his own without Adi having any knowledge of that fact.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 11:57 pm
Claudia Vesslia The room intensified with darkness but a light hung over to in the center as if to indicate that the stage was set. The corroding city catch the corner of her eye and she lifted her head to witness the tragedy but could convey emotion for it. The red and white brinks drained their color becoming grey while descending a slow rate. It was like they were submerged in a thick clear jelly like substance and only she could prevent this world from its demise. The ends of her stage vaporized into nothingness and disintegrated towards her which made her reach out and try to cease the paper like pieces that drifted away. The Prince stared down upon her and she knew he was there because the crow from before emanated a presence like his. He wanted to her to see her friends fighting against Vladimir and maybe losing one life to her failure. Standing up letting her dress drape down automatically, she twirled around looked into the man's face just inches above hers. The blonde opened her mouth but couldn't find the right thing to say or apologize for something that can't be mended.
Party? Did he mean that she was sleep for herself and friends because they had barely any sleep during their travels. His arms were crossed in a judgmental manner but she seriously doubted that he appeared to scowl her. His truthful analysis sent a twinge up her spine knowing that's how she use to think because she had everything a rich daughter could ever want. However, the farce was influenced by her parents but she just wanted to spend all her time in class messing around with Nyru. He then went on to giving a synopsis of Adi's possible future life cycle if she lived to see tomorrow. The Prince sounded like a hack fortuneteller by estimating the outcome of the battle but she wanted a defiant answer not an okay one. Although, she couldn't depict who lives and who dies and neither can the once mortal man hovering in front of her. Suddenly, it occurred to her exactly what he meant by party by using it cleverly in this situation. Next time, she won't hesitate and let her comrades carry her battle scars for her. This universe isn't going to be seeing her back for a while if she keeps this streak of hope that all humans possessed in her heart. Cowardness was the first step to installing bravely in the system and the next was containing it there for another round.
"Then I should raise my glass and make pledge to stay on this path." She raised her hand acting like their was an invisible wine glass there when the guardian activated the projector again. Vladimir's skin blacked into an ashy state as it crumbled away like the buildings. The gypsy's sword, Vigour, borrowed deep into the vampires chest and his veins sustained the golden dust that bubbled up inside him. He shouted in disbelieve before popping like a gold firework spectacle followed by the aftermath of a sonic boom. The light purified the tainted city and the skies ceased raining. Everything seemed right again until blood burst of Adi's side in crimson waterfall. The archer's eyes widened in fear because the Prince guaranteed that she was lucky...not that she would die from bleeding to death.
"There must be something I can do! Anything! She saved my life and I can't just sit her while she loses hers. Please help me!" The woman begged her instructor wondering if he knew an alternative. The stage still dissolved around her and it was at her under her heels and instantly she wobbled back ready to fall into the void. She reached out her hand crying to her Prince for lenience with this one request.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2014 2:39 am
Nyru Statem From shadows
We'll descend upon the world
Take back what you stole
From shadows
Nyru saw as Adi was flung from her place in the air, like a pigeon shot from the skies she soared. When Adi stood again, Nyru found the blood on the floor and her torn clothes, giving Claudia, who was unconscious on the ground, one last look to make sure she'd be okay he made his way over quickly. By the time he had gotten over to her the adrenaline surged again as he crouched beside her, "Adi" he said, out of breath as her golden wings dissipated like a dying light at the end of a tunnel. He looked round for her wound and saw the golden flecks tending to her, "are you okay?"
Claudia, however, seemed to recognise her wrongs from her rights, what she should have done, or what she could have done. Now she would know what must be done, but as her world crumbled around her, it was only time that would judge how long she had left until Claudia did what she was bound to do. Fall. The Prince of Crows saw her last grasp into the air, almost like a plea for help, and all the Prince could say was "I did say i wanted to see things... get better. Did I not?" as his voice became quieter and quiter, further and furhter away from Claudia as she fell through the dark abyss. But then the ground below her turned flat, it was miles away as of yet but then sharp black trees grew from the ground and softened to dark green forests, towers and walls unfolded and light burst up and suddenly, Claudia was falling into her body, like a ghost returning home.
"Has she been the one to forget that if not for her, Dracula would have risen again? I definitely think so." the Prince thought to himself, in his forgotten and personal realm detached from any god, any spirit and any mortal.
Above the darkness and the shame
Above the torture and the pain
Above the ridicule and hate
Above the binding of our fate When it started
All we wanted was a chance to live our lives
Now in darkness
Taking everything we want and we will rise
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2014 4:23 am
━━☽Ɍυɼ'Дɖɩқą Дɖɖąɧąɼɼą☾━━
Panting for breath and turning pale, she wasn't sure when Nyru got by her side, all the gypsy knew was her friend was suddenly there. Feeling weak but refusing to show it fully, Adi leaned her exhausted head against his armored shoulder as she clutched her side and his writ in pain. Nyru was looking her over and seeing her wound and what Zuriel was attempting.
The Shadowmancer's question made the gypsy snort. "I got a hole in my side....I'm just peachy...." she wheezed out with a cringing like smile, still panting through the agony she was feeling.
Zuriel was speaking to her, but Nyru would have no clue what he was saying so was repeating it in order to keep him informed. "Zuriel...that's his name...the angel...tells me his power are having a difficult time distinguishing between him and me." Talking was exhausting but it helped keep the pain at bay. "He's not wounded...while I am...but we share the same body....he's not sure how well his magic will heal me with him inside me...but he's trying..."
And she could feel a slight difference at this point. The bleeding and slowed and the pain had improved, but still plenty there and painful. Adi feeling further tired, continued to lean on Nyru. This was her first serious battle wound, not that she wasn't rather interested in caring the battle scar, wasn't expecting her life to be in such a level of danger of being snuffed out.
Smiling though at the thought of them winning she opened her eyes staring at the space that the enemy had taken up. "We beat him though...your city, country is safe; it was well worth it."
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2014 9:26 am
Claudia Vesslia Her tutor didn't even attempt to save her knowing that she would end up where she needed to be. Her pale lids lapped over her forest green eyes letting the slow moving gravity pull her to the bottom into her original body. The blonde twitched and lifted her head with a soft moan of pain using all her muscles to stand. Like a zombie, she trudged over to the two and slumped to her knees by Adi's wounded side. Ripping the beautifully tailored end of her dress, she rung it out due to the rain soaking it, and pressed it on the biggest opening of the abrasion. Blood flowed onto her hands but she kept a blank concentrated gaze on what she was doing.
"I can't perform healing magic like you. I can only stop the bleeding to an extent for now but you desperately need medical care." She wanted to blame herself for the treasonous dog she became venerable to, but it was to late now. She glanced at Nyru seeing that he was caring for the gypsy be embracing her with brotherly love.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2014 9:48 am
Nyru Statem From shadows
We'll descend upon the world
Take back what you stole
From shadows
Nyru was slightly dazed by the sarcasm, not expecting it from the Gypsy he had come to know, but he shook it of and mentally noted damn it Nyru, it's obvious. She then went on to speak up, talking about the Angel... Zurial. After her first sentence Nyru looked wide-eyed, overwhelmed with knowing that Adi was hurt, but now finding out she was in league with an angel of all people? "W-wait, wait. An angel?" he asked, but she went on to explain Zurial's well-being and her own, what he was doing and how he was having trouble. Exasperated, Nyru replied "Zurial?" huffing and getting his breath "Y-you mean the Angel of Vigour?" he threw his head back and said loudly "man! What next?!" as he looked down to her again. And then she brought up the current situation, and it made him smile and almost take the whole Zurial thing as a joke in the post-pain moment, or exhaustion, but it would explain a lot... "I couldn't thank you enough" Nyru said.
Suddenly, Claudia was by his side and being as assertive as ever, but this time not caring for her dress or her hair.She was genuinely trying to protect someone else other than Nyru, Rur'Adika. She tore her own dress and tended how she could to Adi's wounds, though being helped by the angel, still not being healed the way it should be. Claudia stated she needed to be treated in the City. As she put on the make-shift bandage, that was when Nyru saw the tattoo on Adi's shoulder, discretely moving his head for a better look he noticed the resemblance, and couldn't believe his eyes. Doing his best not to gasp, he leaned back again and said "So- uhm. The queen!"
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Claudia and Nyru did there best to help Adi get down the staircase to the queen's chambers in the palace, none of them had the energy in them to teleport using the prince's power, and Adi would probably come out the other side covered in cuts and bruises. But when they got down to the throne room Nyru was shocked to find it empty. Only Isabelle sat comfortably on the throne with her leg over the other and crossed arms. "Bloody hell, Nyru! I knew you did it but christ!" she yelled, suddenly aware of her brother's wounds! All Nyru could do however, whilst holding Adi close to his side was extended his shocked and horrified face as he cried "You can't just sit on the queen's throne! Where is she Isabelle?!?! Did we save her?!"
"Hold-on boy! She's cool! She's-"
"Right over here" came another voice, filled with wisdom, class and womanly prowess in her tone. Looking over to the other side of the room stood queen Declasia, the first, and only of her line to ever rule the Land of Crows. Her twilight white hair tightly brushed back behind her head with one bang on the side where her fringe rested. Nyru's heart raced, and with the adrenaline of seeing his queen alive and walking again after believing she was dead almost made him ignore Isabelle as the caster-sister added "She told me i could wait on her chair, so i did!". To that, Nyru wanted to ask "Chair?!" but he kept it to himself, then shaking his head and reemembering Adi was there, he gave her a quick glance beside her and double-took to the queen. The woman, wiser beyond her youthful complexion then said " Let Rur-Adika rest on my throne, Isabelle, my nurses will care for her" as several women walked from the dark corridor behind the queen in dark blue dresses and a few trays of equipment and herbs, including some wrappings with dark runes written on them.
Above the darkness and the shame
Above the torture and the pain
Above the ridicule and hate
Above the binding of our fate When it started
All we wanted was a chance to live our lives
Now in darkness
Taking everything we want and we will rise
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2014 6:52 pm
━━☽Ɍυɼ'Дɖɩқą Дɖɖąɧąɼɼą☾━━
Her focus in and out a she leaned more on Nyru as Zuriel remained quiet and concentrated on what he was doing. Separating where Adi ended and where he began was turning out to be a taxing effort, one that would take time and time wasn't what the Angel had. But those around Adi were doing everything in their own power to make sure she survived this.
Not sure exactly when Claudia got there, but suddenly the gypsy was hearing her voice and opened her eyes slightly. "You're...awake..." she wheezed out happy to see the blonde up and about. Course that happiness didn't last as said woman pressed her damn ripped dress into Adi's side to stem the bleeding. "Aaaaaagggh..." came the wounded brunette's cry of pain.
The pain eventually ebbed but Adi was still left panting and further light headed. She just managed to follow along slightly with Nyru's question about the angel inside, her...he seemed so surprised about it; the gypsy was sure they had made it clear that something 'holy' was within her not simply powers or magic.
"I don't know what the Angel of Vigour is...I just know I have an angel's soul inside me and his name is Zuriel..."
Her world out of focus again, though Adi was never passing out quiet yet, she was able to mildly understand what her friends' plan was to save her. Get her to the queen and her healers... that sounded like a decent plan. Only the stairs were an issue, but with Nyru's and Claudia's help, Adi was able to manage, though steadily left a trail of blood on the tower steps and into the throne room. Hearing Isabelle's voice, the gypsy smirked and managed to open her lazy eyes wanting to say some sort of comment but couldn't think of something.
The queen though, Adi had words for, as the woman was allowing her...a stranger, a complete foreigner and gypsy no less to sit on her throne. "Majesty...that's not necessary," Adi wheezed out. "I can make due to a cot or the floor...I'm getting blood all over your floor, I'd rather spare your 'chair' that indignity..."
Seeing the nurses and their equipment, Adi was rather apprehensive, not sure what to expect.
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TunaDishCosplayer Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 7:57 pm
Claudia Vesslia Claudia only heard a section of the conversation the two were having which sounded like a fabrication to her. An angel named Zuriel, or according to Nyru's definition Angel of Vigour, consist insides Adi's body? Nonsense, but her partner seemed entertained by the fact that an angel resided in an gypsy. However, wielding eternal light would attract some strange unworldly customers indeed. The bandage wasn't efficient in the slightest and whatever the sword men saw on the female's arm looked more important than her healthy. Still he considered her advice and the two let Adi wrap her arms around their shoulders to support her down stairs. She would ask her about this angel later and her possible connection with the Prince of Crows. The way the raven haired dancer was positioned, she catch a glimpse of the calligraphy mark that looked like the crow imprint they possessed on their skins. Ignoring the brand, Nyru and her guided their friend down the staircase to greet their awakened queen.
Surprisingly, Isabelle awaited them while sitting on the throne acting as innocent as ever. Her brother rebuked at this betrayal to the queens honor, but the goth dressed fire wield calmed his nerves. In the darker corner of the room, Declasia strut out good as new as if she was just purchased from the sleeping princess store. The personal knights smiled seeing the woman in all her purple skinned and a little provoking attire glory. The timeless sleep didn't age her at all which was a perk but then again she had only been out for three weeks or so. She leisurely suggested that Adi take her spot of the royal chair in order to the nurses to tend to her properly. Of course, out of respect she refused but Claudia's body ached heavily and without consent she dragged Adi over to the throne anyway. Gently, the shadowmancers placed her with care as Isabelle slipped out of the throne discretely knowing that the gypsy needed it more. The blue dressed medical servants sterilized their instruments, grinded their herbs, and operated on their patient right away.
The archer stood back and let the professionals handle this while she nodded to the queen a silent 'thank you'. She then strolled over to the ruler holding her side in pain but not enough to make force her to pass out again. "My queen, Darris or should I say Vladimir Dracula has been slain by Rur' Adika Addaharra and Nyru Statem. The palace is safe once more. I humbly welcome you back your highness, now if you'll please excuse me." With a clumsily bow due to her wound, Claudia left the crowd and trudged threw the guard filled castle trying to get outside. Vincent. He's still lose and will come to assassinate the queen any chance he gets so she had to find him immediately because she doesn't think he would go every far. He's waiting in the shadows and then it occurred to her that he might be lingering in the back roads for safety. Although, why would his fellow clan suspect him of a treacherous act when clearly no one saw the crime being committed. The only evidence she had was under on her side and it was highly unlikely that Charles or the others would believe her.
The woman stood in front of the alleyways that was only a few blocks away from the citadel, and saw Vincent not to far in. Walking closer to him he just stood there in his human form with his arms crossed smirking like a spider waiting for the moth to get entangled in the web. "I know you would come back to me. I can tell you still have feelings left in your broken heart." He chuckled as Claudia stared at him blankly. "I can't hide that fact. You'll do anything to get what you want. Even trick a naive woman into falling for you."
"You come here to fight me, Claudia? You can't beat me. Look at yourself. You're bruised, beaten, and a coward because you couldn't stab Darris all the way through his gut. Worthless. However, you're a good warrior and your body could make a man roll over on his back and bark with envy." As the young suitor was saying this he walked up to the archer knowing that she was defenseless and venerable. He leaned down close to her face and said quietly, "I won." He lifted her chin and pressed his lips against hers, and a waterfall of tears streamed down the woman's face because when he pulled his body away an solidified arrow had penetrated his heart. He though that she shadowmancy powers could only create weapons that weren't three dimensional or real just the pain of it would be. The burning sensation of the mark surged through her arm and lit up orange which caught the male's attention. Vincent salivated blood as he backed away in shock of her power and he collapsed to the ground grasping for breath. The blonde continued to cry shaking from the red liquid all over her hands.
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