|
Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 14, 2008 19:52:16 GMT -5
Sagara shook his head. "This has lasted since the governments of the world all bowed down to the Nine. I guess one can call this anarchy seeing that it is The Nine that tell the world governments what to do. Yet it seems they do not actually rule. You see its sort of complicated. The Nine never make reveal themselves. It is their subordinates who tell the governments what to do. For all we know the Nine might not even exist. It might be just the name of a greater power to frighten these people. And as to you young lady. Not all places are like this. Only those where the Nine have strong control such as Twilight Moon Academy." Sagara turned to Damon and listened to his questioning of future. "Hmm... Well then perhaps I am wrong? After all this is just the knowledge I know. There might be a very good reason to such as why the Nine do not travel in the future. Or perhaps they do and I do not know it." He laughed after that. He turned to the two again and spoke on a different matter, "I believe that if you wish to battle with the Nine it would be best to get in contact with Gale. But I do not actually know how to do that... I wish I could be of more help."
|
|
|
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 14, 2008 21:13:44 GMT -5
"I wish you could be of more help, too..." Eithne sighed, shaking her head, looking at the ground. Geez, neither herself or Damon seemed like they were much of ANY help whatsoever... it would figure. "So... Damon... what to do now?" she asked, looking towards him, expecting he'd come up with something productive for the time being because Eithne was getting a big zero on the situation- it was rather irritating to be completely honest.
((sorry for the short post...))
|
|
Creator
Junior
[M:1000]
dojo.fi/~rancid/loituma__.swf
Posts: 1,379
|
Post by Creator on Apr 15, 2008 15:53:42 GMT -5
Life #3 Posts Rested - 18 "Well," Damon began, finally taking a step forward from the wall. "While you've all been talking, Berstunic's been out zipping around from shadow to shadow, trying to locate either of our future selves. Or rather, be located by them. Assuming I'm alive, I won't be able to miss his spirit moving along through the shadows, and I don't even want to know how skilled you might get at reading minds." He glanced out the window. "If he can track one of us down, we'll be a lot closer to finding Gale, I'm sure. And if not, at least we'll have another ally."He tried to estimate how much time had passed since Berstunic left. "I'm supposed to summon him back shortly to see if he's found anything interesting."
|
|
|
Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 15, 2008 16:10:04 GMT -5
Sagara nodded. He was sure that was all he could do to help them. Sagara looked towards George. "George why don't you go and fetch your mother. Tell her that theirs been an accident." George looked at Sagara oddly. What did he mean? There was no accident... But George knew it was better to listen to Sagara. He did not want to be told twice. And besides he was sure Sagara knew what he was talking about. After he left Sagara turned to the two of them. he walked over to a book shelf and bent down and picked up a pair of gloves. "I am glad I was able to help you. But now that I am sure that you are indeed from the past and are looking for the numbers I have something very important to tell you." Sagara's head suddenly fell back as if some sort of gadget and out popped the barrel of a cannon. A large blast of energy fired from the barrel aimed at the two. Sagara spoke again, "I have orders to kill you two from 1 my commander."
|
|
|
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 15, 2008 16:32:43 GMT -5
"Okay... what the fuck?!" Eithne frowned, dodging to the side and pulling Aurora out with an elegant ease, "Guess there are a shitload of assholes in the future, no?" she didn't want to get into another fight, she just didn't, "Is it okay if I kill this one?" she asked Damon, she wasn't going to go all supah-freaky-vampire-lady this time unless it wasn't going to be such a revolting act to those around her. It would be simply too much hassle to deal with. Darkness whipped from her fingertips, lacing over the surface of the blade and light formed to intertwine with it. She wanted to be ready to apply maximum damage at any moment- and of course despite the fact she didn't want to fight right now, it didn't make the fight any less enjoyable. People's heartbeats raced when they were encountered with a fight, a perfect, increasing beat and she relished the moments when the hearts within her opponent's chests skipped a beat, a single beat- at that moment she's able to head in for a devastating attack. Although, at the current moment she just waited for Sagara to make another move.
|
|
Creator
Junior
[M:1000]
dojo.fi/~rancid/loituma__.swf
Posts: 1,379
|
Post by Creator on Apr 15, 2008 17:13:25 GMT -5
Life #3-4 Posts Rested - 19 Damon didn't bother to move, instead watching the blast come at him and tear through. He seemed to rip apart in a puff of smoke, but a new Damon was already in the air, coming to land next to Eithne. "Only if you beat me to it." He swung an arm out, three or four kunai sailing out toward Sagara, each of them flaming. It looked like Berstunic would have a bit more time than expected, but that wasn't a big deal. "Unless you just want to give me a turn."
|
|
|
Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 15, 2008 20:54:56 GMT -5
Sagara readied himself as he ignored Eithne's show of charging her sword. Well that was what it looked like to him. After all she had yet to attack. Damon on the other hand had decided to take the chance as he threw flaming kunai. Sagara brought his arms up as energy in the form of a shield raised out from them as the four kunai were stopped by the shield. Sagara rolled to his right as the shield dispersed and the kunai flew into the wall. Sagara's head fell back again as three blasts headed at the group one following the other. As the blasts left the barrel Sagara raised his hand as he made a fist as another barrel appeared from inside the middle finger in his fist. This time a purple electric ball erupted from it and charged forward at the group. The smartest thing to do was not kill Sagara but capture him. Then again perhaps they were not smart enough to do that.
|
|
|
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 16, 2008 18:07:47 GMT -5
Eithne smirked, "Feel free to have this one if you want. I'll be here if you require assistance- though I honestly doubt you will." Eithne suppressed her vampiristic angers and drives, she was obviously on edge- but there was a fight going on, so who wouldn't. Well... she noticed one thing.... "Damon... this Sagara guy is a little off... his heart rate should be faster. He's far too calm for any sort of fighting- it hasn't even picked up from the increased movement needed for a fight." that little fact worried her the most and it was the most peculiar thing indeed, and mildly dissapointing- she was getting all ready to hear the other's heartbeats, it was mostly annoying, actually.
|
|
Creator
Junior
[M:1000]
dojo.fi/~rancid/loituma__.swf
Posts: 1,379
|
Post by Creator on Apr 16, 2008 20:51:06 GMT -5
Live #4 Posts Rested - 20 Damon broke away into purple liquid, writing widely to allow the blasts to pass through as he splattered to the ground. "Perhaps it's time to call in a bit of backup, then." The liquid built up against the wall and formed Damon, who lifted a sword that was soon engulfed in black flames. "Are you positive he's human, and not some kind of freaky android thing?" He turned the sword and drove it into the ground, bringing up a surge of black flames. The fire curled up and began to take shape, at first appearing to begin to form Berstunic. Then in continued to grow, becoming larger and larger. Damon stepped back, stunned and confused, and finally reached forward and pulled the sword up. The black mass didn't fade however, and soon split off into two, one big, one small. The smaller one faded, leaving Berstunic in its wake. Then the larger one faded, revealing what appeared to be a larger version of Berstunic, approximately six feet in length and with a wingspan of eight or so. His wings were flat, with the claws at the joints resting on the ground, and his frantic eyes darted around. Damon stared, confused, before shaking his head and letting the sword fade away. "Okay, so I summoned two of them. Makes sense." It took a brief moment of telepathic communication, and then he looked at Eithne. "Meet future Berstunic. Think you two could team up and just mindrape this guy?"
|
|
|
Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 17, 2008 7:58:19 GMT -5
Sagara showed no emotion as two Berstunics appeared. Of course why would he after all Damon had been correct. He was not exactly a human. Had he once been a human perhaps but at this moment he no longer was. It was a bit complicated to explain. And if he did then it would really reveal a bit to much about his master. And that just could not be done. So Sagara readied himself as he brought his other fist forward. He was not intimidated at the bird. Just another foe. With both fists raised up pointing at his opponent he used the oppertuinity to get ready to unlish his final attack. If they were able to survive this then perhaps it was the fate for him to loose. When only one Berstunic remained Sagara unleased his final. Six large electric balls unleased out of the barrel in his middle finger as together they made a circle and began to spin. They did not directly charge at the group rather stayed in the center of the room spinning in incredible speeds. As they did electricty shot off in all direction absorbing power into the center. "Prepare to meet your makers. Attonbitus Karambol !" From the center of the circle came a large blast of energy of such fiercity it took up the entire room. It charged straight forward and by the mass size of it Sagara was sure it was undodgable unless they somehow got behind the blast.
|
|
|
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 17, 2008 21:37:24 GMT -5
Eithne rolled her eyes, "So I see you're a fan of overkill." She grumbled, her speed bringing her across the small-ish battlefeild with speeds yet to be seen paralleled in the battle and she had already managed to slip Aurora away, somehow the movements made without anyone's noticing. She now brought her slender hands towards Sagara's throat, intending to slice through it with light and dark energies- tendrils just small enough to cause damage and perhaps kill... well... she was positive it would kill- though Sagara wasn't exactly human... so she could only wait and see.
|
|
Creator
Junior
[M:1000]
dojo.fi/~rancid/loituma__.swf
Posts: 1,379
|
Post by Creator on Apr 17, 2008 22:30:08 GMT -5
Life #4 Posts Rested - 21 As both Berstunics faded black and melted away into the floor, Damon raised his arms up slightly, staring at the circle of energy in the center of the room. "Must I demonstrate how useless it is?" He didn't seem to move or change as the blast rushed toward him, but after the light had passed, he was standing in his plasma state, crackling and swirling and sizzling with a pair of black eyes staring at Sagara and Eithne. Wires and waves of purplish-white plasma rose up and fizzled off his upper body now and then, but he made no move to attack, only watched Eithne and her prepared attack. He began to advance toward them, merely waiting to step in if he was needed. The sound of a rushing waterfall echoed from his body, but he didn't seem to notice. When Eithne actually began to make her move, Damon appeared at her side in a bolt, gripping her arm. "Wait. He might be useful."
|
|
|
Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 18, 2008 7:56:35 GMT -5
Sagara stared in horror as he best move was easily dodged. He was suyer he had prefected that move long ago to make it impossible to dodge. Sagara sort of understood how perhaps Damon was able to dodge it. But he had no idea how Eithne had managed to pass being that it took the entire size of the room. But as she charged towards him Sagara stumbled backwards and fell leaving him open. He prepared for the worst. He had put all of his energy into that move and was now out of it. There was nothing he could do as he prepared for his defeat. Then Damon appeared stoping Eithne. What did he mean he might be useful?
|
|
|
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 18, 2008 11:25:28 GMT -5
Eithne nodded, "Sagara... your mind betrays too many of your movements... fighting is easy when your opponent tells you thier next movements." Eithne smirked towards Sagara, feeling rather smug at the moment, she still had a free arm which she used to reach up and grip Sagara's neck- no intent to kill. She just heald him there so he wouldn't try something foolish or cowardly like running. "And... he means that you might be able to help us with our errands while we're here... wether you really like it or not." She spoke in a devillish tone to Sagara, her expression read that if getting Sagara to respond in a favorable manner to thier requests meant removing a few fingers... or other things- she wouldn't refrain from what was neccesary. "So, Damon... what did you exactly have in mind?" she was worlds more civil when she spoke to Damon telepathically, meaning that she was in controll of her vampire tendencies, it just helped sometimes when other people thought you weren't... the odd thing was that she almost seemed to have an airy nature to her mental voice that reached out to Damon, she was actually having a good time. "I might suggest that we leave... because something tells me that if we don't... we'll be meeting some not all too pleasant company."
|
|
Creator
Junior
[M:1000]
dojo.fi/~rancid/loituma__.swf
Posts: 1,379
|
Post by Creator on Apr 18, 2008 15:58:57 GMT -5
Life #4 Posts Rested - 21 "Well," he thought, "I may be able to go into his body and see what's up, but there's no telling what I'll find. If he's not entirely human, then I have no idea what would happen to me. Not a risk I'm eager to take."Holding out a hand, Damon's kunai faded away from where they rested and swirled around his hand, along with smoke from within his coat pocket as well. A claw formed and ignited, held dangerously close to Sagara's face. "I'm always eager to test things. I wonder if he can feel pain, and if so, to what extent? Perhaps Kirikutsu would be best suited for this situation. If he can indeed feel pain, that should make him talk.""Kirikutsu is a form of torture I made. The potential for pain is limited only by the nerves in one's body.""Or, if he's a machine, I could start turning parts off. Electricity is just plasma, and if you turn it into normal gas, you get a dead battery."
|
|