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 Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 10:59 am
Boltlock stood has been standing almost completely still after hearing the voice. His eyes, however moved from side to side, following, as the newcomer walked about. In a way, he envied the weapon of choice that new person chose, but showed no incline to inspect it. Instead he remained still, trying to keep to the shadows of the cavern.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 11:40 am
The boy looked at them all for a moment, then rested the Bo on his shouler. "Why not? You seem a decent bunch, and are so far the only other students I've seen here," he said, then twirled his Bo behind his back, bowing to them all with a flourish. "My name is Nero Aheirem," he straightened up, flashing a big toothy grin to them all, "but you can just call me Nero."
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 12:41 pm
Skiverdra got back up, holding his scythe with one hand. His other hand hung limply at his side. Chris' kick had fractured his arm.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 8:54 pm
"Heey, that looks like it hurts!" Nero exclaimed, spotting Skiverdra's injured limb. He walks over to Skiverdra and pokes the arm...
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 9:03 pm
Jean laughed in surprise. The newcomer's innocence was slightly amusing. He stood up, walked over to Nero and Skiverdra, and took out a mini first aid kit from his pockets.
"Let's see... Let me fix that arm up, Ski." Jean said as he unrolled some bandages and fashioned a sling for Skiverdra's arm. "There you go."
Jean stood up and began to walk to the entrance Niobe entered. "I'm going. Oh... Nero? You're correct."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 8:48 am
Nero closed his eyes and grinned wide, laughing, then followed after Jean and Niobe, looking back over his shoulder and calling to the others, "C'mon, slowpokes!" and sticking out his tongue playfully...
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 8:59 am
Skiverdra followed Jean and Niobe, his scythe being carried on his back. Skiverdra then fell onto one knee. "This shouldn't be happening now!" he cried out.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 1:03 pm
Chris shrugged his shoulders and followed the rest of the group.
I hope they know what they are doing, he thought to himself.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 3:37 pm
Nero fell behind Niobe, Jean, and Skiverdra, locking his hands together and resting them on the back of his head, against his naturally straight hair. The color was odd for his family: a blazing red-orange that lightened to almost white at the ends. He liked it, though, and as such liked to let it grow out, even though it was already down to his shoulders. As Chris caught up to them, Nero turned his head to get a better look, dark blue eyes looking over the boy's features...
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 7:14 pm
Boltlock followed the group, still in the shadows. He made sure to keep alert in case of attack. Also, he kept a distance from the group. He still wasn't sure about much in this place, but had no need to be caught off-guard.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 7:47 pm
The hallway began to darken; Niobe's robe - a mysterious celestial glow emanating from the fabric - was the only light to guide the visitors as darkness began to consume them. Still, a sense of peace, tranquility, balance; seemed to surround each person as they walked deeper and deeper into the darkness.
Power... Power... What is power? Do you need power? seemed to echo into the minds of the group.
"...Do I need power?" Jean muttered softly as the group continued to walk. "...It would be useful."
Why? another voice - ethereal in feeling - chimed in each of their heads.
Jean thought for a moment - closing his eyes as he continued to walk. To... to protect and keep safe my companions... He thought.
Niobe and the group finally entered another chamber. It was much smaller than the previous chamber. Blue flames from two chalices were the only light to brighten the room. An altar stood in the center. Five images representing Death, Compassion, Punishment, Ferocity, and Peace glowed on the wall in front of the altar.
"...so... have you all found answers?" Niobe turned to ask the group.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 8:21 pm
Chris thought for a minute. Power...what does it get anyone... he asked himself. There is good and bad from it...good only comes from the ones that know how to use it correctly...bad comes from those who abuse it...
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2007 2:57 am
Nero continued walking with his head turned towards Chris, but his eyes had dimmed as he heard the voice and looked within himself. "Power is fun." He muttered to himself with a grin, but his words were a farce. Power? Power is a curse...but, I do need it...I need to be stronger...so that I won't ever let it happen again...so that I may atone...
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2007 6:26 pm
"The time has come, O children of the rings." Niobe said softly as she stepped aside and motioned them to move to the altar front. "You need to make your choice... Do you need power? Want power? Can you deal with the burden?"
Her hand gently motioned to the five symbols on the wall.
"If... If I can keep the order and protect the students of this school from the man from before..." Jean replied. "...then I will happily accept power."
"Good... Raise your right hand, Jean." Niobe replied
Jean nodded and raised his hand. The symbol of peace - a Circle - began to glow intensely - surrounding Jean in a beam of tranquil light. The light converged around his ring finger.
Jean cried out in pain as the light - as if searing his finger - began to solidify into a ring. After a while, a platinum ring with an embedded white pearl appeared on his hand.
"Jean... you are the bearer of the Ring of the Circle. The powers of peace and absolute order are yours." Niobe said. She turned to the others. "You all need to make your decision. Will you take power?"
"Everyone..." Jean said to the others. "...this power... may be the only way to defeat that shadowed guy from before... I'm not strong enough... I need this power to defeat him."
The other symbols - Life and Death, a glowing scythe; Compassion, a blue moon; Punishment and Forgiveness, a spiked wheel; and Natural Ferocity, two wolves - began to glow.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 12:57 am
Nero was the next to step forward, puffing out his chest and crying out, "I can handle whatever you throw at me, including this power! I don't care what kind of punishment is in store!"
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