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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 17, 2007 23:48:32 GMT -5
"A pleasure to meet you," Darishan said to her, not really with his heart into it. Manners were something ingrained in him from his distant childhood, really just a hollow echo across that void. Still, he felt he sounded uncommonly rude without them, and it did not really hurt anyone to use them. As she more than likely already knew his name, to be offering help, he felt it was unnecessary to introduce himself. "Thank you for your kindness." Again, it seemed like a worn out phrase, the warmth it was supposed to hold contrasting with his unemotional tone.
The crimson-haired necromancer accepted her gift with slender black gloved fingers. He placed it around his neck, under his collar for safekeeping.
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Post by Pendragon on Jun 18, 2007 4:42:20 GMT -5
((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agut0mSX3Q8&mode=related&search=))
Takami grinned slightly, he enjoyed the thrill of battle in the same way Pendragon had. In combat, the rules of society were torn away and freedom ruled. The touch barrier dissapeared, for a short time anarchy reigned. Anything, and everything, was acceptable in battle.
Pendragon looked to the side, there seemed to be a hint of turquoise in there somewhere. "Suzume..." He said quietly, approaching the wall she was behind.
Takami leapt back, his feet only an inch above the floor as he almost slid back away from the attack. Then a second leap, only this time straight up and over the tail. Takami's black wings sweeped powerfully, giving him even more height. His hand went straight into his coat, pulling out one of those silver pistols he loved so much.
Pendragon stood close to the wall, placing both hands upon it. Trying to see within....
Takami took careful aim, not at the beast though. At Neko. All it would take was a pull of the trigger, and a bullet would be sent flying into Neko's brain.
The deformed pistol in Pen's hand pushed straight through the barrier, floating into the darkness behind.
Takami fired.
And thats when Pendragon knew what he had to do.
Three times.
Pen glanced down at himself, a faint golden aura covering his body. That aura of power, of confidence. It was what was keeping him alive.
Three shots fired.
But not a single one at Neko.
Pendragon closed his eyes.
Instead, Takami turned at the last second and fired at Sion, who was soaring through the air with a sword in hand. Sion's own white wings beating behind him. The second the shots were fired, Sion dissapeared in a flash of blue, re-appearing behind Takami with a powerful spinning kick. Takami managed to get the flat side of his sword inbetween them, but the force of the blow still drove him back to earth.
When he opened them again, that aura was gone.
Sion landed a few feet away, his eyes glancing to the Dagger on the cliffs edge. He made a dive for it, but a black bolt of energy from Takami sent him away.
With this protective aura gone, Pendragon was completly vunerable to the darkness inside Suzume's mind. This time when he pressed against the wall, he went straight through.
Takami stood over Sion, sword in hand. He grinned again, and twirled the blade round in an absent minded way. His eyes glanced to the cliff behind them. "Remind you of anything?"
Pendragon looked paler, as the darkness pulled him deeper. The glorious red of his coat was sucked away in peices, fading away into the water and leaving black in it's place. He was being tugged further into it's depths, arm stretched out, offering his hand to Suzume...
His hand, and his life...
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 18, 2007 8:57:32 GMT -5
Suzume fealt Pendragon's hand and she heald onto it with all her strength, though that strength had been greatly depleted and to Pendragon it would feel to be a light brush against his hand. She shook lightly as she looked towards him, though she didn't want him to come into the darkness as well- nothing good could come from it, for certain. She fealt a dead body drift past her leg as it headed towards it's final domain and she began to realize how tired she was getting, she could see Pendragon but dark spots crawled into her vision and her eyes began to creep shut. She couldn't breathe, water was water and she was drowning though she tried to keep the thought from her mind, she had to keep herself from drowning, her mind was focused- but it was gradually growing number and number. The water settled in her lungs and she had tight spirals churning into her body. Water came like ropes and began wrapping around Pendragon's arms, cutting like razor wire and pulling him in.
The imposter, Hikazu, watched with a flat expression, obviously not very impressed with Pendragon's being 'heroic.' "Thank- well not God, but certainly SOMEONE that there's a plenty supply of idiots out there." she said with a slightly mocking tone.
The saurian creature doubled back towards Takami with a snarl and it's tail whipped about dangerously with the metal barb shimmering in the light. It's eyes were a bright green hue as they followed Takami as he fought, diving into battle at the opportune moment, claws kicked up dust as it dove sideways in at the opponent, attempting to knock him away from Sion.
Neko's eyes ceased to relay a message to his brain, instead he was seeing what his summon was seeing, the raven was there to snap him out of it if it was needed, "What's going on with everyone else?" Neko asked the raven in a serious tone. The two worked well together in battle, Neko and his bird had honed thier talents through many battles and it really showed as the ird sat perched on his shoulder with a sharp eye for any opponents coming. He let out a caw in response to Neko who nodded. Everything was fine, though Neko kinda woulda liked a bit more warning when someone aimed a pistol at him. "Thanks..." he said sarcastically to the bird.
"You're welcome." the raven cawed in response.
Calida nodded to Darishan, "It's my pleasure." she said with a kind nod, "Is there anything I can do to assist you?" she asked, she honestly sounded much like a servant. As Calida spoke, the pendant went through a change and the pearl turned black, the angelic wings turned black, but kept thier feathers. The pendant would do more than protect Darishan, it would give him power, a great dark power that already began seeping into his blood. Slowly, it would begin to lessen in the power lent, the reactions from such varied but usually the person affected would wish to regain such abilities. The pendant now if tried to be removed wouldn't come farther than perhaps a few inches from his skin, it was going to stay.
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Post by Pendragon on Jun 18, 2007 12:07:42 GMT -5
At first Pendragon thought Suzume was just another deformed hand trying to drag him deeper into the darkness, but he could tell there was something different, so he grabbed hold. He heard the imposter mutter something he couldn't hear in the water, and although Pen had yet another witty comeback, he couldn't say anything from here. Not without throwing away that precious oxygen, and besides... Pendragon had another plan for that.
Takami swept his blade to the side, knocking the tail aside. When he turned back to strike down Sion, Sion was standing and swinging his sword at Takami. Takami leapt back, getting closer to Neko's creature...
Pendragon every inch of power he had to pull Suzume up to him, so they were together again. In a way. He looked into those turquoise eyes with his own, which were now darkened from their normal electric blue. Pen didn't have enough strength to get them up that final distance, and out in to the open.
What he did have though, was a plan...
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 18, 2007 14:32:35 GMT -5
A few small bubbles of air came from Suzume's mouth as the slightest bits of it was released by the relaxing of her muscles as she finally fell unconscous and her head rested on Pendragon's shoulder and the waters began to get a new targtet: Pendragon. The blackness churned into spirals and they made thier way towards him, to peirce through his flesh and tear into him and weaken him to the point of death.
Tsubame snapped at Ouwashi, growling angrily when something caught her eye, the fact that Pendragon and Suzume were missing... and there was a strange newcomer and she forgot her opponent for a second, looking about herself for where those two had gone when a hard blow came to the side of her head and everything turned black and she stumbled, a sharp pain came to her again and she looked for Ouwashi in a disoriented manner, she didn't have just one opponent now, she had two and she looked between Ouwashi and Hikazu frantically and her tail lashed about as she began focusing.
Neko's summon leaned foreward in a run, it's foreclaws scraped the ground, sparking and it's tail was streamed out behind it as it snapped at Takami again, following closely with a swing of it's mighty tail.
"Come on..." Neko said as he furrowed his brow, his eyes seemed to be staring off into space as he saw the strange creature's point of view in the battle.
Ouwashi dove underneath a series of attacks and her black liquid weapon shimmered ominously as she pulled it upwards to block another blow from Akira who weilded the Ketsuiki and the Ame. Ouwashi shifted her weight and she pushed backward to get ground between her and her opponents as her black eyes seemed to absorb light and she looked from person to person, laughing to herself when she saw Duemi's preoccupation with Israfel's being there. She swung her weapon in a circle and a wall of the ebon liquid showered into the air, bending outward and towards the others.
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Post by Pendragon on Jun 18, 2007 14:54:33 GMT -5
Takami leapt over the tail, spinning round to face the creature and whipping out a kick in the same move. Sion rolled away from it, towards Neko. "The Dagger!" Sion said. "We need to get The Dagger" He pointed to the electric blue weapon near the cliff edge.
Pendragon looked at the girl holding tightly to him. He closed his eyes, enjoying the moment. As strange as that might seem. It was most definiatly the calm before the storm...
He never thought he'd be doing something like this. Pen had thought himself too important to give his life for anyone else. He did what he could, but he drew the line at his own neck. In the end, it didn't matter how important you were... It was all about how much you could feel. You knew you were truly alive when you could feel, and when Pendragon thought back to that moment on the rooftops, he knew he couldn't feel. He'd tried to kill Suzume multiple times, and felt nothing from it. In truth, Pendragon had died along time ago.... This act was just putting his cold body into the grave...
The darkness ripped more colour from his coat, stealing away at his essence. It was now or never.
Pendragon opened his eyes.
For the last time.
He raised Suzume's chin with one hand, and introduced his lips to hers. Half in a kiss, half in breathing into her the oxygen he had stored up. Pendragon kept his eyes open the whole way, memorizing every detail about her face.
Then the tendrils of darkness pulled him away from her, dragging him into the deep. His coat was completly black now, and his eyes losing their color too. Pen unbuckled his sheath, and pushed Celestial up to Suzume. As he fell away from her, he mouthed something to Suzume. His words were stolen by the water.
A multitude of arms reached up and grasped Pendragon, pulling him out of sight.
And out of life.
[glow=red,2,300]Give them hell for me.[/glow]
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 19, 2007 0:56:32 GMT -5
Suzume's eyes opened slightly from the burst of oxygen into her lungs and she saw Pendragon drift into the darkness and her eyes went wide as her mind surged for possible ways to get him back and she furrowed her eyes as an idea descended on her thoughts. She surged herself towards the safe zone again and she tore from the liquid, cords of black water burrowed into her skin and snapped as she reached the free air. Her body wretched with horrible fits of coughing and she shook as the liquid was purged from her system, she was wasting time and every moment was making things worse and worse, and would make it harder to retrieve Pendragon. She wouldn't lose him and she looked up towards Tsubame in determination, Celestial gripped tightly in her hand and she stood up a little shakey at first but she regained her strength from the sheer neccesity of it and plunged into the fight. "Tsubame! Pendragon's lost in the water!" she shouted as she pushed herself into the air, bringing a powerful slashing motion with Celestial down towards Ouwashi, "I think I can handle them untill you get back! You have to find him!" her words were hurried and Ouwashi swirled around her attack.
"You won't be able to get him back, he's gone now and every soul lost to my waters goes straight to Lucifer." Ouwashi hissed, long knives of liquid formed at her fingertips and she attacked Suzume back.
Ouwashi narrowed her eyes at the two for a second, Hikazu had already abandoned the concept of fighting and found it more of an enjoyment to simply watch as Ouwashi looked at the walls of liquid with distrust before her long, slender dragon body slipped into it. Her tough hide more resistant to the dangers and her lungs more capable of storing air as she whipped through it, "Ryu-Jii, god of the seas, my grandfather... please give me strength." she murmured as she winded deep into the depths in search for Pendragon. The vines of water tried to cut into her but they separated on her black scales and as she twined through the ominous space she seemed to be almost a spectre of death, the whites of her eyes easily visible as she continued through the darkness. Tsubame's claws tore through the flesh of dead and dismembered parts as her tail swirled behind her, her eyes began glowing silver as she looked about, a deep red aura surrounded those who were brought here through natural deaths, murders, everyone that belonged but that wasn't what she was looking for, she was looking for something electric blue, the color of the distinct thing that didn't belong here.
Ouwashi sliced at Suzume who raised Celestial's blade and blocked the talons as she clenched her teeth, still slightly dizzy from the entire endeavor earlier and Ouwashi appeared behind her and looped her arm around Suzume's neck, tracing along her throat with one of the long black knives. Suzume uttered a vulpine growl as she pulled herself around, a light cut formed along the side of her neck, barely missing the vein and she sliced at the water demon who dematerialized and flames licked at the tip of the blade, Suzume's eyes became alight with ferocity at her opponent, "Why are you doing this? You had no reason to take him!" she said angrily, her words coming out in a foxish scream that sounded more like a series of barks and yelps than actual words.
"Can you get that?" Neko asked the raven on his shoulder and the bird nodded as it took to flight and began to make haste after the dagger that everyone was making such a big deal about, his ebon feathers shimmered in the light and his dark, sharp, predatorial eyes looked down at the weapon as he plummeted after it at breakneck speeds.
"I fail to see what's so important about it anyways..." the bird muttered to himself but shrugged it off, apparently it was important and he wasn't one not to retrieve what may be the only hope in a situation- everyone certainly treated it like it was thier only hope.
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Post by Pendragon on Jun 19, 2007 4:47:05 GMT -5
Takami shot out a hand, send out a golden flame that contrasted strangely with his dark aura. The flames encircled The Dagger, rising up in a tornado of powerful light magic. Light magic that would even harm the undead Raven.
Sion came in fast with an uppercut, but Takami managed to block it. There blades were locked in place, and Takami had no hands free if the summoned creature decided to attack.
In the dark depths of Ouwashi's water, one final glance of Pendragon's Eyes could be seen, before he was lost to the Darkness.
The Dagger Sion [glow=red,2,300]Pendragon[/glow]
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 19, 2007 5:03:19 GMT -5
Calida cocked her head to the side as she looked toward Darishan, "Master, anything else?" she asked, since she didn't recieve an answer previously. She smoothed the skirt of her dress as she stood there, awaiting orders. She would be able to fight or defend if asked, she wasn't to be judged on strength from her appearances since appearances could be decieving.
Terent looked towards his student, "What's the matter?" He asked, multitasking as he blocked a blow with the back end of one of his axes and he looked towards his student, curious as to what they were planning on doing.
Israfel rubbed his eye lightly, it was going to bruise- a black eye was already forming where the impact was made between his face and Duemi's fist. He didn't make any movements to hurt her, his black hair feathered in front of his face as he looked towards Duemi and then from Takami to Ouwashi, then everyone else. It wasn't too terribly organized, he laughed. There was a great chance that everything was going to happen according to plan... just maybe.
Neko moved his hands arond in a circle and his summon crouched down to the ground, releasing stored energy in it's muscles in a strong leap towards Takami, jaws bared yet again and it scraped the earth with it's foreclaws in it's moment of closeness to the dust, sharpening them. The creature's green eyes were slitted and watched everything carefully, taking in details in a rush of mental thought.
The raven grasped it's claws around the dagger, cawing in shock as it burned his talons and released the dagger and it fell to the ground again. He tried again, this time a bit more prepared for it, he cawed at Sion, wondering what he was supposed to do with the weapon, he really didn't want to carry it around too much, the flesh on his claws already seemed to be melting away which wasn't exactly the most pleasant thing to experience. Damned light magic.
Tsubame thought she saw it from the corner of her eye but when she looked there was nothing and she shook her head as she snaked her way to the safe area again, her dark scales protecting her from Ouwashi's bombardment. Her gaze was solemn and saddened. She didn't see him and it's not exactly cause for celebration when someone dies. She peirced into the clear air and saw Ouwashi and Suzume locked in combat.
Ouwashi had her weapons drawn and they clinked and sparked against Celestial which remained strong in Suzume's grip as she continued through the combat, her turquoise eyes edged with tears as her attacks got stronger and more ruthless, slicing through the air angrily and her three black fox tails thrashed about viciously.
Ouwashi moved out of the way from Suzume's attacks easily as she began getting sloppy with her footwork as she began sensing that Suzume was losing controll of herself, Pendragon's death wasn't the highlight of her day. Ouwashi was enjoying it though, every dead soul and body would add to her own abilities and made the battle all the easier as more and more peoples died with each passing moment all around the world. Her power was an ever growing one.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 19, 2007 14:13:33 GMT -5
((Okay, 'The Moment TMA Heald it's Breath' is over now... Penny is dead, we're all going to deal, you can post. In fact, Darishan, Jatza and Duemi- you kinda seem to be putting it off *shakes head in discontent*))
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 19, 2007 15:23:18 GMT -5
((Well SORRY!!! Gez...))
Duemi felt slightly disappointed that she missed Israfel's nose, but was still pleased that she had given him a black eye. Hopefully she caused him brain trauma. If there is a brain to traumatize... she thought, smiling slightly. "I really fucking hate you. Go DIE." Duemi said as she rushed up o him, slicing the air with Zephyrspirit's blade. She was aiming to cut his throat. Not quite cutting his head off, but pretty much turning him into a pez suspensor.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 19, 2007 20:31:41 GMT -5
(>.< I apologize; I've been rather busy, and my mom's been pushing me off the computer. bleh.)
Darishan was surprised the metal felt cold against his skin. He was normally so cold himself that things like that were hard to notice. Calida definitely was a curious person, and her eagerness to help him was putting him more than off his guard.
"Master?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowing slightly at the usage. He could quite confidently say that he had never ruled over anyone. The title gave him no satisfied rush or uncomfortable displeasure, but it only added to her curiousness. "You should not call me that, but I don't need anything else."
It was high time he had gotten into the fight, anyway. Placing his staff at an angle from him, he softly muttered the incantation. For battles such as this, he only need support. Anything too large would be a danger to his allies as well as the two enemies. As he summoned the standard dozen or so of undead legions long forgotten, Darishan felt an odd jolt, the kind you get when climbing stairs in the dark and tripping when you reach the top because you expect another to be there. The raising took a lot less energy than usual. Well, in situations such as these you can only shrug and continue the work. The necromancer finished the skeletal figures rising around Ouwashi and Takami by adding a formidable magic resist.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 20, 2007 7:55:50 GMT -5
Calida nodded, "Yes m-" she stopped, catching herself before she said 'master' again but didn't say anything else, just nodding again. She stood though, awaiting any orders or something of the sort, a pleasant smile on her face and she smiled cheerily towards Darishan. She hummed a tune to herself as she looked at the battle continue and she quickly began to grow bored, she'd be needed in a while, she was pretty sure of it. "If you need me, just say so, okay?" She said in her usual tone before she dissapeared, no other way to really explain it- she was there one minute and the next she wasn't, quite eerie actually.
"What did I ever do to you? Is there some act of malice performed that I know not of?" He asked, it was unkown why his grammer came like that for such a particular moment, but it was certainly peculiar. He swept himself to the side and still didn't draw a weapon and from a distance he seemed very much the victim here, showing up and being attacked when he honestly had nothing against the person, though he probably wished he had something against Momojiri if you understand my meaning when I say it. He still refused to draw a weapon and he just made sure that he didn't get too terribly injured, normally if Momojiri was in a fight he'd worry about her but this wasn't much of a fight to begin with- this 'conflict' between him and Momojiri couldn't be called a fight because only one person was trying to inflict pain.
Ouwashi looked towards the undead that Darishan had summoned and she rolled her eyes, obviously not wanting to have to deal with them. She sliced through the air with the blade of her weapon as Akira pulled the blade of the Ame down and blood sprayed into the air and Ouwashi smiled as the crimson liquid seeped down the blade of her weapon, she came in for the death blow to kill Akira when her weapon was knocked from her grip by the blade of a katana and she let out a hiss of displeasure and she reeled herself away from her attacker, her weapon shattered into droplets before reforming into her hand and she frowned, she'd expected more of a challenge in the battle to be honest. She'd have to actually start fighting soom enough.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 20, 2007 12:58:50 GMT -5
Far away, in a monastery by a swamp, a blond haired youth felt a cold twinge on his chest. Curious, he withdrew his Celtic Cross necklace and took it off, staring wordlessly at its transformation. The pure silver was now an inky black, and the cross seemed to have somehow inverted, so that the top was now pointing down.
"That is so strange!" he exclaimed, wondering what magic could have done this. He was much too innocent to consider the dark connotations that his new 'cross' suggested.
"Lorien! For goodness sake, my son, that is the fifth time you've broken your vow of silence this week!" shrieked an exasperated Sister Erika. Lorien looked horrified and sheepish, putting the cross back under his shirt. If he kept forgetting to turn his chatterbox off, he'd never become a knight... and his hands might fall off from punishment chores...
The skeletons seemed quite unoffended by Ouwashi's eye rolling and drew their ancient swords, the metal made in an ancient time, so enchanted that they still shined as if it were the day they were made. Each lunged at her from a different side: front, behind, side, and side, while the last attacked from above. Distractions were deadly in a battle, and even if they could not meet Ouwashi's level of skill, they were still quite handy at getting in the way with sharp things.
The skeletons by Takami were doing much the same.
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 20, 2007 18:21:07 GMT -5
"What do I have against you?!” Duemi said in disbelief “Must I have a list? You crashed my date, you where speaking a funny language that God only knows what it means, you almost sliced Lyra into ribbons,-” at this point Lyra nodded, remembering her close call with Israfel’s bladed knucklebusters, a close call indeed. “-you have a perverted mind, not to mention you look funny and you sound funny. God knows, you probably SMELL funny too!!!!” Duemi said, finishing her little rant, though not really feeling any better. “Let’s just say, I hate everything about you- and before you burst into song, no, I do NOT love you.” Duemi must have been extremely concentrated on the thought of killing Israfel because she didn’t even notice Darishan’s little skeleton buddies, something that would on normal circumstances really freak her out.
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