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Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 18, 2008 17:50:29 GMT -5
Sagara stared at horror at the claw. He was not that much afraid of Eithne. He knew her type. He would not be intimadated by the likes of her. But Damon on the other hand was a different person. He was smart. And not only that but was strong enough to withstand his most powerful attack. Sagara spoke not really wanting to feel any pain. "You are correct. I am not fully human. I am a ......." Sagara's words stopped suddenly as bubbles began to come from his mouth. His body suddenly began to shake rapidly as electricty began to pour out of him. He did not want to die yet. Why was his master acting this way. He would not of told them the truth. Why must he halt his survival. Sagara stared in beyond horror as he shouted, "PLEASE HELP ME!!! I DONT WANT TO DIE!!! I HAVE MEANING!!! PLEASE!!!" And with that his words halted as Sagara exploded from the inside. His life was over.
From the outside of the tent in a distance stood a figure in a cloak with the Number 2 on it. So their rebel spy had been caught. Number 9 would surly not be happy about this. But to think that Number 1 had control over them even from his current time and location. It truly was a miraculious sight. Number 2 sighed which was that of a female. Number 2 turned to walk towards the castle and stopped suddenly. She raised her arm and one single finger pointed towards a bush as blue light came from her finger and froze the bush. With a small little giggle Number 2 walked away from the bush and George frozen inside it.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 18, 2008 21:53:31 GMT -5
Eithne frowned, "Well that was far from convenient." she released the now dead body of the now useless Sagara. She shook her head, before pausing to look at the lifeless body, she looked towards Damon, then towards the body, then towards Damon, then towards the body, back and forth for a few seconds before she knelt down and bit into it before it got too cold, it was a nice, odd meal- but the blood flowed suprisingly well due to the massive destruction of body structure caused by the implosion- it didn't go outward and everywhere, it was very well contained... it was kinda like a warm smoothie- not lifeless enough to be too terribly bad.
Eithne was a prim vampire when she ate, she didn't make a bloody mess of everything, there was only the slightest prick of red on her lip when she was done feeding and she licked it off, the body of Sagara was well deflated now due to it's lacking in blood and because it was already dead- she didn't worry about draining it to death so she just drank it dry. Yay.
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Post by Creator on Apr 18, 2008 23:21:30 GMT -5
Damon sighed as their only source of information self-destructed and turned away as Eithne began to feed, watching the two Berstunics forming from the shadows. "Well I have to say, this is unexpected. But I suppose if this sword is made to summon you, it would still work for you in this time." The large Berstunic nodded slowly, staring at Damon. "...this is interesting. You're on your way here right now, though I don't think you'll quite recognize yourself." "I swear to God, if I got a sex change, I'll-" He spun at the last second, narrowly dodging a purple kunai that flew in from a window. He turned and produced his own, but was met with a second kunai pointed at his forehead.
The face of the man holding the blade was unlike his own. It was in its early twenties, with gray-blue eyes and five o'clock shadow. Light brown hair came down to his eyebrows, which were lighter than Damon's. But he wore similar clothes to Damon, though this man had an all-black outfit underneath his coat. "...alright, alright," he said, lowering his kunai. The larger Berstunic slithered up and rested around his legs, watching the others cautiously. "...so that's someone else's body?" "Technically. Poor guy didn't have much of a soul left anyway, so I figured he wouldn't miss it." He looked up at Eithne and smiled broadly. "Now that's a sight for sore eyes. I haven't seen you in ages."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 19, 2008 7:29:52 GMT -5
Eithne looked up at the future Damon, a smirk on her face, "Glad to see I stir up such sentiments." She gave a small curtsy in greeting, it wasn't too formal in all actuality, it seemed more like an easy gesture to a friend. In the back of her mind there was a troubling thought, actually... obviously she hadn't seen Damon in a long time in this time... which meant she was either trying not to be found, or dead... either one meant bad news because if you were able to guess it- Eithne wasn't one to run and hide often. She would much rather solve things with the best possible solution, which probably meant violence... but hey.
"Though, Damon... I don't think throwing kunai at yourself is much of the way of making any situation better, unless you're a fan of time-related paradoxes." She half wondered what would happen if this future Damon actually killed his past self... but such a thing really wasn't something she was willing to test and see due to the various bad outcomes of it, besides... she didn't want Damon to die. That fact was something she liked to keep to herself, though.
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Post by Creator on Apr 19, 2008 13:29:53 GMT -5
Future Damon shrugged, looking at his younger self. "I knew he'd dodge it. Berstunic isn't just for show, you know. And since I'm here, it's impossible for him to die anyway." But he didn't elaborate any further. "So, if I remember correctly, you're looking for either one of the Nine, or whatshisname. I'm afraid I don't know much about where anyone is. I've been in isolated training for a while now. Turns out, when I move to a new body, there's a bout a fifty-fifty chance I'll have to reteach myself all my ninjutsu. I don't forget them, sometimes the person's body just flows in the wrong direction." Damon was playing close attention, of course. "Did he give you two any clues as to the whereabouts of any of the Nine?"
Damon seemed mildly uncomfortable through all of this, occasionally shifting his weight from one foot to the other. But even he couldn't put his finger on a reason why.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 20, 2008 18:39:35 GMT -5
"Well If this isn't a surprise." A voice spoke from a strange looking girl. She was a tiny teenager. She had blond hair tied in pigtails with bright blue eyes. She wore a red jogging outfit with a white undershirt. She had a sort of cocky attitude to her the way she stood and walked. Next to her was a man dressed in a travelers cloak. The cloak's hood covered his face hiding it from the other two. He seemed to travel with the girl. The girl walked over to Eithne and took a seat. "And to think that you would actually be alive after all of this. Isn't it odd Julius?" She asked the man with the travelers cloak. Julius nodded as he took off his hood. "It has been a while Eithne. I presume you remember Izumi..."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 20, 2008 19:00:04 GMT -5
"Of course I remember Izumi... though I'm getting more and more of a feeling that in this time... I'm supposed to be dead." There was a hint of worry in her voice, she didn't want to be dead... she REALLY didn't want to be dead. Being dead didn't sound like fun... yeah, being dead meant no fun for her- NO FUN AT ALL! Unless decomposition was your idea of fun, which chances were it wasn't. She wondered how she had died, hopefully she had died and in turn accomplished something... because that would atleast keep it from seeming all too terrible. She let out a sigh, 'Why me...?' she thought to herself, shaking her head, she didn't like the concept that she was dead much at all, even if it meant that she'd be leaving in a shithole world like this..."Julius... Damon... AM I DEAD?" she asked telepathically to the future Julius and future Damon, obviously she was bugged by the thought of dying. "Also... Julius... what happened to Alydsair? Is he dead?" she asked, this bit of dialogue exclusively reaching Julius.
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Post by Creator on Apr 20, 2008 19:51:02 GMT -5
Life #4 Posts Rested - 24 The older Damon winced slightly, turning to Eithne. "Well... maybe a little..." It could be noted that the adult Damon's telepathic voice was much clearer than his younger counterpart's. Of course, Damon hadn't heard the telepathic exchange. "Yeah right, Eithne's not one to lied down and die." His smirk died when his future self turned to him grimly, simply staring. Understanding, Damon fell silent for a moment. "...so is this Julius guy a good guy, or a bad guy, or what?"
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 21, 2008 7:47:00 GMT -5
Julius did not look at her for a moment. He was not good at telling someone their future especially since it could mean changes in the past. Then again alot of things would of been better if this had never happened. Julius spoke to Eithne telepathiclly. Not that either of them needed to really talk telepathiclly at all. Izumi could hear all of their voices as they traveled into the air and into someone elses mind. Another little trick she happened to pick up on the way. Only Julius knew just how terrifying this girl could be when it came to being in action. "I'm sorry Eithne.... I'm not really supposed to be telling someone their future. But I think it is better if you knew." Julius paused for a second letting her prepare for what he was about to say. "Your dead Eithne... And sadly Alysdair is still alive... Somewhere..."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 21, 2008 16:22:10 GMT -5
Eithne's shoulders drooped in a sudden drainage of morale, "Great! Dead! Just what every girl wants to hear!" she exclaimed, obviously not fond of this news, everyone got to be here and fix all this shit going on and what was Eithne doing? Sleepin' with the fishes, that's what! She was obviously not taking this very well at all. She looked towards the future Damon and then towards the future Julius... well of course Julius looked pretty much the same in the future... vampires weren't known for aging much. It would figure that if she was alive there'd be someone who looked exactly like herself running around... which there wasn't... at all. "This... well this pretty much sucks." she stated, figuring that she just had to make sure that she managed to right whatever the hell she could before she died... it was a wonderful motivator, actually. 'You only have a little time to keep others from screwing up any more... so I'd suggest you hop to it'.. yeah, made someone really productive.
Eithne didn't expect to live forever, but she didn't expect someone to just tell her that she was going to die. Man, wasn't life just screwy like that?
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Post by Creator on Apr 22, 2008 16:30:33 GMT -5
Life #4 Posts Rested - 25 Damon stared down at the ground, not moving and not saying a word. His face was hard and empty, refusing to betray the slightest bit of emotion. A ninja rule. It took a minute, but finally he spoke. "Eithne. You're not dead yet. You die in the future. You still have time right now. Make good use of it." He looked up to his future self, making eye contact for a brief moment before the older Damon looked to Eithne. "I'm sure this is very difficult, but we need to get to it. Our chances won't get much better than this, so..." He paused, choosing his words carefully. "...there's no time to waste." He turned to his younger self, and the two seemed to commence a fast-paced mental conversation, both entirely focused on the other. The two Berstunics did the same, looking almost like two snakes ready to strike. After a moment, the small Berstunic flew up to Damon's shoulder, and the larger one took its place at Future Damon's feet.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 23, 2008 13:41:03 GMT -5
Julius turned towards Izumi. He had figured this was how she would react. Eithne usually was a very calm person. For her not only to react this way but also to be so open about it made Julius wonder just how she was taking all this. Obviouslly Cowl was doing alot to her. Making her run here and there just for him. Julius did not say anything on the matter of her being angry about her dying. In fact it was true. The vampiress once known as Eithne no longer existed. Julius turned towards Izumi. They had been together ever since Cowl's dissappearence during TMA's destruction. Izumi turned towards the Damon. "Yes we should get out of here. There are a group of TMA survivors near Naut Shnider Village." She told them.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 23, 2008 20:00:06 GMT -5
Eithne narrowed her eyes for only the slightest moment as she stopped to think about a single passing fact or idea, "Thanks, Izumi.... I'll head over there right now to go find them." she nodded graciously to the blonde. "And I guess bye, Julius... since you're leaving." Eithne offered Julius a smile, not knowing or really caring all to much if it was recieved and returned in kind. She looked towards the two Damons for a few seconds, the slightest glance that was hard to catch and read except if it happened to be sent your way, it was a wary look, an expression-sent message of distrust of thier current company. She didn't send a message to them and she made sure her own mind was kept locked from intruders, she didn't want anyone to read her thoughts and she could feel a probing essence clinging to the air about them. "I look forward to seeing you two again." Eithne didn't show any sign at all of her wariness to Izumi and Julius, she seemed perfectly natural in her reactions, apparently Eithne was really good at lying to people.
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Post by Creator on Apr 23, 2008 20:29:27 GMT -5
Life #4 Posts Rested - 26 Neither of the Damons gave any signs of picking up on Eithne's facial expression, and they both turned to the others with an attitude of let's-get-down-to-business. The older Damon seemed to burst into wind, seeming to simply vanish if one didn't notice the blur of faint purple that zipped out the window. The larger Berstunic leapt up and sailed out as well, followed by Damon and Berstunic in solid form. "Because, you know, we can't just use the door." Damon was aware that his telepathic messages would be picked up, but it wasn't anything important, and his own mind was protected. If he really needed to send a private message, physical contact could let a lot through when you knew how to open the door.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Apr 24, 2008 7:49:23 GMT -5
Julius nodded to Eithne. They had their own things to do and he was sure that Izumi did not want to go for a reunion. Julius knew something that might very much trouble Eithne when she got to the small pack of survivors. It was something Izumi herself would not look at again. To Izumi it affected her deeply on an emotional level. Julius had no idea how it would affect Eithne but there would be only one way to find out. Izumi turned towards Eithne. "Once your in the village go to the High Tent. It is there where you will find them." With that piece of advice Izumi turned towards Julius and nodded. Julius telepathiclly said to Eithne, "Good luck." And with that they left. ((Li wa create a new post in the High Tent and label it 'The Small Band'))
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