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 Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:00 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:07 am
((Azreal))
There was no response. It seemed these Dark Hunters really didn't approve that much of noise - bunch of party poopers.
Perhaps a quick check in his room would turn up something good. But...where was it again?
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:10 am
The Lonarian stumbled through the dark hallways, pawing at the walls and using his newly increased senses to find his way. This was certainly inconvenient.... nonetheless, he pushed onward.
<>
((Awesome thread title, by the way.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:14 am
((Azreal))
Easy as that. Nick was sitting in his room as before, hunched over a notepad silently this time. His hood was off.
Unfazed by your sudden appearance, he did not falter from his work. He did acknowledge and speak to you, however.
"Hello, friend. Care to purchase more skills?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:19 am
Azreal opened his mouth to speak, but was thrown off by skills. Ah, yes... he would actually like to see the new skills he had the option of buying. New skills meant new advantages, and this Lonarian liked to have as many advantages as possible.
"Yes, actually. The main purpose of my visit, however, is to inform you that an insane, naked farmer has given me permission to use his rifle. Would you mind if I took it?" inquired Azreal. This was a fairly reasonable request, was it not?
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:20 am
[TIREDDDDDD. Night, Liro. Good Session. On for one tomorrow night?]
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:22 am
((You know it!
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Actually, it depends on whether my friend's coming back from Maine or not and what I'll be around for. But maybe. Morning, maybe?))
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:22 am
[Nope. Going to SIX FLAGS!]
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:23 am
((AWESOME! Well, have fun. I'll let you know whether I can be around tomorrow night or not.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 8:30 am
((Azreal))
Nicholas seemed both pleased at the cadet's enthusiasm and outraged by his request to borrow the firearm.
"Yes, well...there are only level-ups available at the moment. You're at the same point you were when you left...
But as for the rifle...I'm sorry. I cannot let you use it. You do not know the magnitude, the sheer POWER of this gun...
It is not a normal 'hume' weapon, friend...nay, it has been fitted by some unknown craftsman to allow passing of crystal WITHOUT destruction...
...yes. What you're thinking is correct. It's a Magirath.
In case you've never heard of this...strange type of weapon, let me explain. Basically, Kefka, during his army-building, brainwashing days, created a series of weapons to further enhance his troops' success. The Magirath. Taking normal human weapons and fitting them with several attachments, enchantments and extensions, he basically worked his way into upgrading every type of combatant tool possible.
These weapons are EXTREMELY hard to come by now, and are really only of use to those with some form of Magicak Essence flowing through their veins...
In effect, only you or I could realize this particular Magirath to its fullest potential...
Just drop the subject. In no way will I explain the function or grant the use of this Magirath rifle."
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 10:21 am
Azreal frowned. A magirath? He wasn't even aware there were any of those still in existence. A weapon of such great power.... it was indeed difficult to come by. And Azreal wanted it.
"Well, I'm kind of doing a quest, and I need the rifle. Can I just bring it up there to show him that you don't have it, then bring it back to you when I'm done? I wouldn't necessarily be using it then." asked Azreal, working out a bit of a plan.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 4:31 pm
((I am quite confident that I will be around for the session.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 8:00 pm
((Azreal))
Nicholas shook his cloaked head rapidly. Clearly, he had made up his mind on this one.
"No. Absolutely OUT of the question."
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 8:39 pm
Anger began to well up deeply within Azreal. That weapon was the next step in growing powerful enough to.... no. He did not need to even think his goal. Not yet. It was too far now.
He needed that rifle.
"Nicholas, I need that weapon. You don't understand!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 9:06 pm
((Azreal))
It was hard to describe what exactly happened next. All that was definitely sure was that Nick...did something to his arm.
Then he smashed the desk into two pieces with a tremendous downward blow.
Yeah.
"NO, Azreal! I KNOW what you plan to do! Run off! Get all the ******** shards for yourself, magically fix Lonar, save the people and bring peace to all walks of life, huh!?
HUH!?
TELL ME!
No? No response!?
...I'll answer for you. You CAN'T. You just can't, Azreal...Goddamnit, I've tried to change the world before...
It's not easy...damnit, people have DIED at my hands - these bloodstained hands - because I did what I thought was RIGHT! I rushed into...into...Oh, God, don't you see history repeating itself!?
Change takes time, lad! TIME!
Moving too fast will alert anyone and anything...
Boy...you have to understand...there is no need for a hero here...
This is the people's dawn...the people's day."
His false eyes...glass as they were, they burned with the passion of a thousand suns...
And with those pained last words, Nicholas looked away and bent down, examining his broken desk in utmost, abrupt silence.
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