Park

[Jett Sinsole]

Dr. William T. Burton

Seeing that the irritatingly stupid young man had fled Burton was left with a few options, one was to follow the boy whom was obviously not worth his time or another would be to find some less, shall we say, meager opponents. Before he went on his search however, he took out his phone which had a message from Hitoshi about sending the boy the bill, it was confusing to the doctor and he decided that he would pay the bill himself…..later. He slipped the phone back into his coat pocket and launched himself onto the rooftops once again and began to run, at the same time focusing his senses to find psi energies. As he ran at his obnoxious speeds his senses were overwhelmed with the familiar tingle of psionic energies nearby, it would have been painful if Burton could feel pain. Skidding to a halt on the roof he was on and shredding shingles off at the same time he looked to his immediate right where he saw a park, there were gorgeous sakuras in full bloom, pink meshed with the green and a honey-like scent wofted into his nasal passages; it was sickening. After getting off the fact that there could be so much pointless beauty in one place he used his enhanced sensing abilities combined with his amplified sight to scan the area down for the source of this energy that seemed to crush his sinuses, and then his eyes caught a familiar face, the face of a young woman, Jayme…

Burton’s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, a cruel smile etched across his bony face, his yellowed teeth shined like dull gold by the light of the street lights…it was kill time. The Good Doctor flew across the street to the land below, propelling himself through the use of the abundant kinetic energy in the area around him. When Burton collided with the ground he used some of the energy to ‘brake’ himself and cushion the landing. His landing was accompanied with a very muffled thud and a whirlwind of cherry blossoms in his wake. Brushing himself and standing he spat out the sweet blossoms and the gritty dirt with a disgusted look on his face, he wiped his lip with his coat sleeve and began to walk very quickly towards Jayme whom was very nearby. His face was determined and not to mention dirt covered along with the rest of his body and clothing, as he continued his walk he took out a cloth and cleaned his glasses while they were still on his face and then dropped the cloth. As he walked he gathered more and more energy along with the fact that he turned one of his fingers on his left hand into a syringe that removed psi energy and all of the fingers on his right hand had short scalpel blades at the tips. Then using gathered energy he rushed at Jayme with the syringe aimed at her neck and his fingers ready for a rebound strike at her gut, and at the speed he was moving the syringe would move through the flesh without her feeling it until it was draining her energy and the scalpels would rip straight through her fleshy gut-area. His movements were faster than a Formula-One racecar and in his mind would undoubtedly make their mark.

 

[Exiled Time Lord]

Koraesho "Scorpio" Uragiri
The Devous Traitor

Koraesho didn't feel anything but a breeze as the man from the mall dashed by at breakneck speed. After all, Enhance wasn't his strong suit. But once the man had slowed down, Koraesho managed to create a blast of Psi energy with his burst, made stronger by the Trust bonds with everyone else. The Burst was aimed at the man, Burton's, hands, and was large enough to completely cremate both of them, right up to the elbow. Koraesho knew that if he missed, it would be because Burton had evaded it, as he was basically firing the blast at point blank range, and he had great aim, even from a distance. If the man were to hold back, even for an instant, the damage would be reduced slightly, but there would be no way for the damage to Burton to be completely reduced, as at point blank range, Burton would still lose both of his wrists to the powerful Burst psi.

After Koraesho had fired his attack, he yelled to the others, "This man is unaffected by Trance,, unless it is incredibly powerful, so be careful." He then attempted to use the combined mental strength of all of the people whom he had made Trust connections with to create a link with Burton. This should work. There's no way that he can overcome the combined force of all of these minds trying to force past his defenses at once, he thought.  

[Jett Sinsole]

Dr. William T. Burton

Burton began to curse himself for his rare show of ignorance as he saw Koraesho through his peripheral vision firing what appeared to be a blast of energy at him. He immediately stopped his motion, using his excess energy as a sort of barrier to prevent more movement. As he did so, he smiled at Koraesho, and everyone else in the apparent vicinity, it looked bleak to the crow that surrounded the doctor, but Burton knew what to do. Raising his arms at his incredible speed to cover his body he felt a powerful surge of heat that he took head on, knowing it wouldn’t be the end, but a terrible mistake on the part of Koraesho. His arms were gone from the elbow down, leaving him without hands, but he could make-do. The Doctor wanted the others to think he was clumsy and stupid, it was a sinister and dangerous plan but as reckless as it was; it would be effective.

“Koraesho, that was interesting display of raw power, I didn’t think you had it in you to relieve a working man of two necessary limbs for his work, the medical community will not be happy, but I’m on paid vacation anyway, so I have some time to get around my loss. And Jayme, you’ve gotten much prettier since last we met in that unfortunate mall, but I assume that your rude silence is still in affect meaning that you haven’t changed that much. And to all of you other mediocre excuses for psionic men and women, let this be a warning to you,” Burton chided with thoughtful and cunning words, and as he finished his sentence he used the metal in the area around him to craft new arms that grew out of the bleeding stumps Koraesho had left for him. These arms were a clean shade of stainless steel, they shined and glimmered with the light around him, “But not this, this is just a display of raw power.”

The doctor raised both his arms, with newly crafted limbs to be on equal level with his shoulders. Burton, unbeknownst to everyone around him, had continued to draw in the metal in the area and the atmosphere along with more energy. And with one deep breath, he released it all…. Metal spikes shot out of his new arms faster than Burton's typical attack speed, they were needle sharp at the point and extended twenty feet out. These spikes were still connected to his arms and would latch onto the insides of anything they penetrated so that they would rip anything out on the journey home. In total there were thirty seven spikes reaching out with no specific target, but intent to kill. “This,” Burton chuckled softly, “This is why you should be afraid…”

 

[Exiled Time Lord]

Koraesho "Scorpio" Uragiri
The Devous Traitor

While putting the finishing touches on the Trust connection, Koraesho decided to talk so as to not arouse suspiscion. "If you didn't think I was capable, then you clearly underestimate me and my limits," he retorted, "And, might I add how creepy it is that you're hitting on Jayme? How old are you anyway, like 35? 40?"

Meanwhile, Koraesho couldn't help but be impressed by the amount of trouble that it was causing him to try and hack the doctor's mind. But Koraesho expected no less from the man. However, Koraesho also was certain that with the combined mental force of everyone who he had ever made a Trust connection with, he could overcome anyone's mental defenses. After all, Koraesho had made several thousands of connections over the years. Even the doctor would be powerless against the strength of all of those minds.

The doctor, on the other hand, had other plans for the group of psionists who opposed him, it seemed. From the new limbs that the doctor had constructed out of some metal, an abundance of lengthy spikes which seemed like they would be able to cut through any of the group like butter. But it was too late. Koraesho had succeeded in establishing a connection with the doctor's mind. ((OOC- You ignored my attempt to set up a link in my earlier post, so therefore, it would stand to reason that Koraesho succeeded.)) He made it so that the doctor's attack would unconsciously miss all of the other psionists, and that the doctor would be completely unaware of this manipulation. That was why, as a result of the mental struggle that he had overcome, Koraesho made no physcally noticeable attempt to dodge the doctor's attack.

"Yes, that was quite powerful indeed. However, I don't see the merit of destroying a perfectly good landscape as an intimidation technique," Koraesho stated arrogantly, "After all, I wouldn't be scared if a man with a sword walked up to me and stabbed the ground, would I? But that's beside the point." Using his skill in manipulation, Koraesho decided to manipulate the doctor so that a fight could be avoided. "It would be a rather unstrategic choice to fight us now. If you're targeting psionists, then why not go after the Drfiters? There are more of them then there are WISE members, and some of them are just as powerful as we are," he informed the doctor, "So, why don't you go after them instead, and when they are outnumbered by another group, then you go after them. Does that sound reasonable to you?"  

[Jett Sinsole]

Dr. William T. Burtopn

Burton sneered at the insolent little children that were in front of him, most especially Koraesho whom had the guts to push and peck at the doctor. Burton felt that victory was as good as his until a disturbing presence overtook him, it somehow seeped into his perfect brain and averted away from every single person in the current vicinity. What was even more disturbing is that it had grasped hold somewhere inside of his head and began to pull and nag at him. The Good Doctor’s subconscious knew of the person who did this and what was going on, it angered him, no, infuriated him so badly that he wanted to rip and tear the bone that made up his skull. Burton still had control though, or would as he tried to retake his mind from the bounds that the mere infant had given him. His face spread into a smirk after Koraesho finished speaking and Burton generously replied, “Koraesho, you are a sad excuse for a human being, you have no self-confidence and protect others to protect your own esteem. Your powers are feeble and cannot hold me, and I think we both know this. And out to an earlier snide remark, I’m fifty-seven years old and have no interest in her; I was merely making a point of improvement.”

After Burton finished speaking he was relieved that the hold was lifting as he focused his mind at matching the wavelength of Koraesho’s suggestion. He felt sweat dripping down his brow due to the mental stress, then he felt something click in the back of his mind, something that he thought would never reconnect. A searing feeling hit him, full body, like a thousand men had been beating on him for a thousand years. Burton’s eyes widened in a confused fear of what had just transpired; he thought that he’d left this behind him so many years ago. It was as if all the pain he should have felt during the extent of his life was hitting him all at once. Burton’s mouth opened and a foreign phrase left it, “GOD PLEASE HELP ME! AUGH!!! WHAT IS THIS!?” as he fell to the ground, curling into a Burton sized fetal-ball.

 

[Exiled Time Lord]

Koraesho "Scorpio" Uragiri
The Devous Traitor

"Sticks and stones, mate," Koraesho retorted with a scoff, "However, you seem troubled, Doctor. What's wrong? Is something interfering with your brain?" Koraesho smirked as he taunted the doctor, who was obviously struggling to try and break free from Koraesho's bonds. It's pointless for that old coot to try and resist. Even he can't fend off the strength of almost thousands of minds that I've formed links with, Koraesho arrogantly thought. A cocksure smirk formed on Koraesho's countenance. Within seconds, however, the bravado which Koraesho had been displaying faded slightly, as he felt the bond he had formed with the doctor begin to give way. "Impossible," Koraesho said, "There's no conceivable way that he could be regaining dominance over himself. Not fully, anyway." Koraesho's certainty then shattered along with his connection to the doctor, and a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead. Koraesho then heard a sound the likes of which he thought that he would never hear. The doctor began to scream as if he were having every inch of flesh peeled from his bones, and began begging for...help. Koraesho thought that it was an act at first, but decided on the contrary when he realized how genuinely agonizing the screams were.

Koraesho took the first few moments to decide what course of action to take. He would never dream of assisting the enigmatic doctor, but thought that it would be a waste to simply kill the sadistic freak. He knew that in his current state, attempting to reconnect with the doctor would be foolhardy, but considered the possible benefits of allying with the doctor. Koraesho instantly dismissed the idea, as he knew that ths man was not to be trusted. Koraesho reached hs verdict, and formed another ball of psi energy. This blast would do even more damage than the last, as Koraesho would use all of the power that he could muster, aiming the blast at the doctor's head. Before even giving himself the chance to think the situation through any longer, Koraesho released the ball of energy, which was the size of a watermelon, squarely at the doctor's head. The blast moved quickly enough to reach its mark virtually instantaneously. Goodbye, Doctor he thought, with no trace of remorse in his mind.  

[Jett Sinsole]

Dr. William T. Burton

Burton’s eyes continued to flicker with pain and odd regret, his assumed fetal position held his arms wrapped around the top of his head as to protect it. Koraesho, he thought with malice, it had to be Koraesho, and he did something! With that thought in mind he felt the warmth of energy approaching him, the pain of….. burning; something he had forgotten because he’d not felt pain in so long. A massive ball of light was launching itself at the Doctor’s head with one intent. All of the sudden adrenaline coursed through his veins and time seemed to slow, the ball that had been like a train on a collision course with his head seemed very turtle-like; slow and clumsy. With the power of this adrenaline his pain was forgotten, his body was numb to all feeling; he felt stronger and faster than he had in a long time. A smile grew over his cruel face, the glimmer of arrogance and malice returned to his eyes. The Doctor, using his newfound power launched his body out of the way of the ball of energy by pushing his hands down into the ground and using his shoulders as springs. While he was in the air he flipped; performing acrobatics that were fantastic even to him. When he landed, he found himself face to face with Koraesho who looked like he had no pleasure in attacking the Doctor, but Burton cared little for regret and even less for people who tried to kill him. So the Doctor sneered.

“Too slow,” Burton mocked as he brushed himself off, adrenaline still coursing through him, “You know, I could use someone like you as an assistant, someone who’s willing to kill another in his time of weakness. However you’re obviously not wise or cunning enough to take full advantage of such a situation. Some lessons have to be taught the hard way, others are to be taught simply; for this once I’ll let you just stew in your regret, but mind you I’ll be back Koraesho, and you will bleed. You will suffer. And you know what else? I’LL ENJOY IT!”

With that the Doctor went on to do his signature cackle, he started, but then there was a cough and then there was blood flying into the air and on Koraesho’s face and clothing. Burton’s pupils narrowed and his arrogance once again faded; he raised a hand to his mouth, took it away and looked at it only to find what he was terrified to find. Blood, his blood; all his DNA and cells in an iron scented, red liquid. His eyes once again turned to Koraesho and he furrowed his brow in anger. Seconds afterwards Burton used a burst of kinetic energy to launch himself into the air once again into the area of the town. He didn’t care where he was going, he needed medical attention and the likelihood was that people would give it to him.