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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 9, 2009 20:04:58 GMT -5
Perth paused, turning his head smoothly on his neck, looking back towards William with a careless expression on his face, "Well I don't see why it's any of your business." He spoke calmly, his tail lashing slightly with the vaguest agitation. "Bien que puisque vous êtes si investigateur. Je recherche la peinture blanche." he gave a curt nod, "Et je suis heureux de voir que vous faites des amis." he nodded, a slight glint of approval as he looked towards Captain Crossbow. "Oh! Here we are!" he exclaimed, a broad smile on his face and he clapped his hands in quick celebration for his victory. "Now where is that..." he frowned, looking around the docks with a furrowed brow. Apparently he hadn't yet found everything he was hoping to locate.
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Post by Henry Davidson on Jul 10, 2009 11:31:34 GMT -5
William shook silently as his last slave raised the crossbow and then lowered it slowly. Not yet... he thought. He grit his teeth in disgust. "Why would this school bother sending someone so incompetent to fetch someone who isn't? " William said distastefully, "it seems to me you're lost without help."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 10, 2009 12:18:54 GMT -5
"No, no- not lost." Perth looked towards William with a shrug, "Just wondering where somebody happens to be." he said, vexation in his voice as he peered into the water, and something he saw there caused him a start as he nearly stumbled backwards from surprise. "What is it you think you're doing down there!" he shouted in frustration, peering over the edge once more.
Rising up from the water was the massive head of a beast, scaled skin, horns and a mane of fur around it's neck that dripped with brackish water. The creature's brown eyes looked down at Perth as it raised higher up and out of the water, it's long neck, only maned at the closes proximity to the head, extended down to the massive dragonlike forearms that rested on the pier of the Ghost Shipyard. It was in fact a dragon, actually. "Might I remind you, Perth that you do no control me." the creature stated rather flatly, the words voiced without the being actually speaking.
"Yes, now can we please get to Twilight Moon?" he asked, inflection on the please, showing that he himself didn't necessarily believe it needed to be said.
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Post by Henry Davidson on Jul 10, 2009 12:48:05 GMT -5
"Well..." William said after an aggravatingly long moment, "thats interesting." The color had drained from his face, he hadn't dealt with dragons since the war while serving as liason to Japan. He had assumed that American special forces hunted the last of them down. "May ask of you your name, noble one?" He asked in fluent Japanese, bowing low as was customary. (I no speakzez teh Japan talk)
The mind slave followed suit, bowing low and taking a few steps back.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 10, 2009 14:01:32 GMT -5
The dragon turned it's gaze towards William with a questioning gaze as it pulled it's lithe body from the water with ease. "Are you indeed a student? You seem to be rather touched by time for such things." he commented, looking towards William as he settled on the planks, his massive canine teeth longer than a grown man's hand, he was indeed a very large dragon, not the largest of course but the slender types of dragon did tend to be less gifted in size than thier winged counterparts. The thing of checks and balances allowed though that they be more skilled in magics.
"That's what I thought." Perth remarked, "and worse off he has a knack for threatening me. Practically a woman." he shook his head, seeing as it was usually woman whom were so violently inclined in their actions towards him. "Personally, I don't believe he's even intending to become a student. He seems to just wish to kill us all or something of that sort." there was a slight brightening of the green in his eyes before a look of serene knowing did in fact don on his face.
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Post by Henry Davidson on Jul 10, 2009 14:17:20 GMT -5
"I'm not old if thats what you wanted to know, just..." he began while running his hand through his hair, "leading a rather stressful life. You see the people I... work with are quite beligerent." (remember, even though he's 80 sumthin he looks like he's twenty six with grey hair)
"Time has actually been quite kind to me, but the company I keep has not. And yes, sadly, violence is something I've grown quite acustomed to over the years, as my kind aren't exactly welcome in most circles," he spoke fluidly with all of his officer's charm he could muster while at the same time closing a psychic fist around the cat thing's vocal centers.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 10, 2009 14:52:22 GMT -5
((Only because I love you will I let this pass, though before directly using psychic abilities on a character, it's best that you ask in the C-Box beforehand since it is indeed controlling a character and doing so without permission is frowned upon.))
Perth's mouth opened to speak but only a weak sound reminiscent to choking came out, causing him to stop in confusion, try again, and then frown. He looked towards Will with an expression that could be said to be unhappy, to use the lightest term possible.
There was a chuckle from the dragon though whom began diminishing in size before merely a man stood in his place, looking nothing like the dragon- he was clothed rather plainly in light blue, white, and green robes and his hair was a dark, bloody red. His brown eyes looked towards Perth for a moment and a chuckle played through his voice, "Honestly I think he's improved you, if it is in fact his doing." he commented, finding it amusing that Perth was unable to speak. "Now then, if you're to travel to Twilight Moon, mind you that you will do so as a student and as a student- you are not to cause harm to your peers, and you will not attempt to harm teachers. If we- speaking of Twilight Moon collectively, have caused a problem to you then I will apologize for it, though it was not our intention. If you try to take the resulting frustrations out on anyone residing on school property, though..." he paused, a steely intensity forming in his gaze, "you will be eradicated." such a statement was said with such assurance that it was impossible to think that the dragon believed such a thing was impossible, and it was unlikely that he would say something without being positive.
Many had tried to destroy Twilight Moon Academy.
None had prevailed.
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Post by Henry Davidson on Jul 10, 2009 15:07:04 GMT -5
"Duly noted," Will said with a straight face. His mind was firing rapidly in all directions of how he would go about tearing this place to the ground. He had time, it seemed that was all he had left these days.
"So... how exactly are we to get to this... academy?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at the dragon.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 10, 2009 17:42:02 GMT -5
"That would depend on a few things..." his face remaining the epitamy of seriousness (trans.= srs bsnss), "One of them being you. I've been lied to very many times over all these years. Ponder, will you." the words rung true into Will's mind, no audio provided. There was a smile that materialized into his expression for a feinting moment as he walked towards the line of wet paint on the edge of the docks, stepping staight out onto what appeared thin air as he stood over the water. "Might we get started, it is a lengthy walk and I can't hold the walkway till oblivion, mind you." he prompted. Some concerning soul might then wonder if it was really wise to walk out on an invisible platform created by someone you'd just met but Perth was walking out onto the thin air, so presumably it was safe.
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Post by Henry Davidson on Jul 12, 2009 11:50:38 GMT -5
William let loose a wide, almost psychotic grin and began to chuckle under his breath. Yes, this would be fun indeed, and he may yet have something to learn from this school.
He took a confident step forward onto the unseen walkway and strode confidently into the foggy gloom of the unkown future.
Yes... I do believe I have a great deal of pondering.... he thought to himself.
Before my next move.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 12, 2009 17:02:47 GMT -5
The dragon in the form of a man walked quietly, with Perth walking alongside him. They were the indicators of where the path was safe, walking a little ways ahead of William yet close enough to be seen through the dense fog. "Now I'd like to wonder, what exactly are the classes you were thinking of taking here?" he asked, looking back through the mist, his brown eyes intensely vivid despite the murky air- they seemed to be immune to it. He was well aware of many things, it seemed. If someone had something the wished to achieve in secret, this dragon fellow would possibly become somewhat of a hinderance and an obstacle. "Or perhaps you'd need help to know, just like you'd need help with a good many things, I can imagine."
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Post by Henry Davidson on Jul 12, 2009 18:36:00 GMT -5
"I'm sure you're quite aware of my.... talents. If indeed there is anything left for me to perfect I intend to find it and grind it to a point," he said flatly with a dour expression on his face. "Out there in the world I simply crushed and tossed aside everything that ever threatened me, I'm hoping to get some kind of a challenge this time. On that note, do you play...chess? I do so love the game, I find it... so engaging. Every move could be your end or your salvation, far more interesting than most other games. Do you agree?"
He put on a beguiling smile, waiting for a crack in its demeanor. "My apologies, I do ramble on sometimes about my hobbies..."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 12, 2009 19:28:35 GMT -5
"I have not played this 'Chess' though it does sound intruiging." Makashi admitted, "Perhaps it's similar to the game Pernassus-Korutai that's so popular in Ali these days." he mused, a faint smile on his face at the thought of playing such a challenging thought game with someone who seemed rather confident in their own abilities. "Perhaps if you teach me how to play chess, I will teach you how to play Pernassus-Korutai." he suggested, though there was a touch of skepticism as to whether or not such an event would rise into existance, though whatever it was, would be unknown to anyone else whom was not Makashi.
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Post by Henry Davidson on Jul 12, 2009 20:13:11 GMT -5
Will looked deep into the dragon's eyes, searching for the sentient soul inside them. "Yes, this game sounds intriguing..." he said lightly, a high pitched ringing echoing between their minds. He stared deep, targeting its mind with all the power he had, waiting to unleash it on the beast. Focusing on it with all his might he turned to face it directly.
"Tell me," he began quietly, "what's it like to be crushed under a far superior opponent?"
He stabbed directly into its mind, aiming first for the thought centers, seeking to take his soul before it could react when he suddenly found his power receding back into his own skull, "No," he whisperred. "NO!" he screamed, desperately clawing at the beast's soul, not even scratching it.
He dropped to his knees reaching for the dragon's robes. "YOU'RE MINE!" He screamed desperately, writhing mentally in his skull.
His arm dropped useslessly at his side. He looked down, and there he saw his doom, a single barbed shaft protruded from between his ribs, the steel arrowhead dripping in viscera.
He looked over his shoulder and stared at the empty cross bow aimed at him. He let loose an unearthly howl as he died, his mind ripping itself to shreds and refrming itself thousands of times in an instant. With his dying breath he tore assunder the very fabric of space around him sending out a shockwave, scattering the remaining figures on the bridge to the Twilight Moon Academy.
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