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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on May 30, 2008 22:21:44 GMT -5
The creature that honestly wished to simply escape froze, looking towards the Damon that had revealed it's presense. The thing hissed menacingly, traces of blues and greens sparking in the faded grey gaze of the thing. It attempted to push the larger Berstunic out of the way in order to let itself to the exit. A yowl escaped between it's thin, colorless lips as it froze to look towards the group, as if turned to stone it made no movement.
The stranger reached into his pocket, his azure eyes looking towards the creature that Damon had exposed, "Not suprising that you don't recognise her... actually- I don't even know if you've met each other." the stranger spoke telepathically to the older Damon, it was amazing that his name wasn't put into question. Oh well, worked out better for the man. yay.
"No need to get youself bothered with someone else's buisiness. I just need a few moments to take a breather- I think I might be getting a headache or something." Eithne rubbed her temples, her eyes shut gently. "sometimes I just wish I never met Mr. 'Canned Veggies' in there." she shook her head, obviously it was all the conflict and complication she'd been dealing with for more than three months. She was bothered with this whole situation for quite a long time and the wear and tear on her mind and body was starting to show. She wasn't human- but that didn't make her impervious. "But hey- we've got a future to change, right?" she said, the big thing in that statement was her usage of the word 'we' which implied she wished for Damon to be there while all this hell was sorted out, though most anyone would be stuck into this mess after being through as much as Damon had... the usage of 'we' rather than 'I' was quite a statement coming from Eithne.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Jun 4, 2008 12:54:07 GMT -5
Eldier stared at the odd creature having no real clue just what it was. He was unaware of what was going through all these peoples minds. As he stared at it oddly he expressed his concern to the older Damon. "I wish I knew.... But as long as it does not try to harm any of us perhaps we will remain safe?" He asked Damon not really sure. He would make sure to keep his eye on the creature the entire time. Eldier turned to Eithne. He could understand where she would grow tired. To think if Cowl never had existed this would never have taken place. Twilight Moon Academy would never have been destroyed and all the killing that had taken place need not to happen. "I understand your need to catch your breaths. I honestly have no clue just how you plan to stop all of this, but I truly wish you luck. I can help you all get in contact with the Rebels if that is what you wish." He said to them pausing.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 7, 2008 9:46:16 GMT -5
The man who was still not asked to reveal his name tilted his head to the side with curiosity, "And how do you intend to get in touch with the rebels?" he inquired, "Though I'd insist that you only speak it in your mind, we're not exactly in favorable company at the current time." The stranger immediately threw up blocks over his own mind and those of all those present to shield thier thoughts from thier assumed 'unfavorable company' the skill behind the block from others was astoundingly strong, there was no way this man was anything near human if he was able to build something this strong around not only himself, but others as well. Not only was there the sheer strength of the protective wall around thier thoughts, it was the complexity held in it, the frequency of the thing changing so that it was indeed impossible to break into, and the strange person showed no sign of strain as he stood there, only letting thoughts pass between The Older Damon, The Younger Damon, Eldier, Eithne, and himself.
The creature moved in it's sinewy manner, stretching it's limbs forward to somehow escape these people, it was finally out of imprisonment, away from 'safekeeping' and now it wanted to stay this was as long as possible, Ichijin Niikami narrowed it's eyes and bit it's thin, flaking gray lip as it crawled along the ground with movements that somehow merged a stalking predator as well as the prey that was being hunted.
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Post by Creator on Jun 9, 2008 1:09:15 GMT -5
"True," he said, "We do have a future to change, but we have ourselves to worry about, too. If we spend all our time sitting around and listening to old men tell fairy tales, we'll lose our minds." He paused. "Well, what's left of them anyway." A shadow rippled along the ground, the two Berstunics now scanning the area from above. They had apparently given up on pursuing the creature, or, if one knew amphipteres well, they may be preparing to strike.
"Oh, by the way, you're not dead. No, that's you in there. Quite a disguise." His words were protected by the mental shields of the two creatures circling above, the creatures that allowed him to speak telepathically through them in the first place. "I guess I should have told you sooner. I don't think I'm really supposed to, but I don't really like seeing you all uspet." In case anyone was watching, he put a hand on Eithne's shoulder. He wasn't sure why, but if the two of them just stood around silently, someone would know something was going on behind the scenes.
The future Damon squinted at the stranger. "Her..."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 10, 2008 22:07:42 GMT -5
"Do you know her?" the stranger asked, obviously a bit curious, "She was a student at the same time we were..." he shrugged, "She probably doesn't look nearly as recognizeable without hair or anything... damned idiot gave up." he shook his head.
The thin, bony creature looked towards the currently nameless being, it's gray eyes wide and slowly, progressively they narrowed and it hissed, "Y-y-y..o..ou d-d-d-o-don't-t-t-t kn-k-knoww... s-s-so sh-shut u...up.." it seethed the uneven, stuttering words. The voice was familiar even though it was broken and not used to speech any longer. But it was capable of talking. It walked over the ground as it seethed ferally as it headed towards the exit, wishing to escape from the current company.
"When you tell me that it's me in there... you better not mean the creepy skeleton bodied thing that lurks in the shadows..." there was a bit of a disbelieving tone in her voice as well as the whole, 'this isn't funny, you know.' though she did notice that Damon had said something about something or other after telling her that she was in fact alive in this time.
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Post by Creator on Jun 15, 2008 22:54:41 GMT -5
The older Damon stared down at the thing for a moment as it moved to escape. "That was a person?" he asked in mild disbelief. "I can't say I knew all of the students. I was never that sociable, you know."
"You're the weird guy in there. Not the old one, the one who showed up later. I don't know everything, but for some reason you faked your death." He glanced around cautiously, not wanting to arouse too much suspicion from anyone nearby.
((Sorry it's short, just needed to post something. xD))
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 17, 2008 12:13:06 GMT -5
The man closed his eyes for a moment, his smile obviously rather pleased, "She says otherwise- says she fought you once- but the fight was never finished. Bring a name to mind? If so I'd suggest you keep it to yourself because I doubt revealing her name to anyone would bring very good fortune to anyone." he opened his eyes and they shimmered with blue as he looked towards Damon to see any signs of recognition, because from what he was hearing from the bony creature... Damon knew it- just not able to recognize it.
The skeletal being grinned with annoyance towards the man who was having the telepathic conversation with Damon before it picked up the pace and left in no more than a blur. It couldn't stay in one place for too terribly long or it might actually be taken away, besides... she was fully aware of who was here... she was knowlegable that there was a high chance of some unpleasant things happening here. Her family had experience with situations concerning... people... and so the appearance of that person again was unsuprising to her, especially due to the presense of The Nine nowadays.
"So... for unforseen reasons... I've faked my death and ran about masquerading as a man for God-knows-how-long?" Eithne asked in a half sceptical tone. "And you figured this out on your own or did you tell yourself?" she asked, unsheathing Aurora from it's strappings on her back, her eyes darting about for a few moments though she made no other movements. She must have recieved some kind of mental image or a thought to enter her mind to bring her to an alerted state.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Jun 18, 2008 11:52:14 GMT -5
Eldier was growing a bit confused by the whole conversation and the telepathic talking. He really tried to follow everything that was going on but was having hard time deciding what to do or what to say. When Eithne pulled out her blade Eldier had enough. He did not want to see a fight escalate. And especially not in a place like this. Eldier spoke up his voice coming to a shout. He had been put in charge of this area for a reason. "Enough!" He shouted to all of them. He did not want to see violence happen. And if something were to happen to nude boy in the tube he would never let it down. "I think we should take this conversation outside before another person decides to show up."
"Well I think it's a little late for that gramps." Thomas spoke from the top of the staircase. He was dressed just as he had been before he came to the future. A fog had surfaced around the area with his arrival. The fog drifted with each step he took down the staircase. By the time he was at ground level the fog had surrounded the area. Thomas's eyes fell on Eithne and a grin creased his lips. "Did ya miss me sweet heart?" He asked her not really paying any attention to the others.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 18, 2008 12:30:45 GMT -5
((Am I the only one who thinks it's slightly pedo-ish that Eldier is an old guy who keeps an unconscious naked boy in a glass tube? Liek... fo' realz))
Eithne's expression became a frown, "Thomas! You're not wanted here, so get the hell out." she seethed, Aurora firmly gripped in her hands and her eyes not daring to look towards Thomas' she simply let her eyes focus on Thomas' movements, "Damon! Feel free to fight with killing force." Eithne said, her eyes darting towards the glass case and Cowl- they couldn't very well fight around something like that. Dammit. She ran towards Thomas, the weapon she carried being swung accross for a killing blow to Thomas' abdomen. She used her powers unbridled, her fangs growing out and her facial expression showed her anger towards Thomas was really something to contend with.
Already ahead of Eithne was the blonde man whom hadn't given his name but was identified as the future Eithne in disguise, in his hands (Even if it is Future Eithne, due to the fact that she's disguised as a man- I'll call her a 'him' thank you for your understanding.) was a small weapon with a curved blade, he found it easier to carry many small weapons rather than one large weapon nowadays. His clear blue eyes calculating and intelligent, avoiding Thomas' eyes as he appeared behind Thomas and made an attempt at slicing and severing the spinal chord. "I can change your plans- and you know that, don't you?" he spoke with poison in his voice, reffering to the fact that fortunately there were some few people placed in positions and given the opportunity to change what was to happen in the future. There was a chance all this could be reversed. That was the plan.
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Post by Creator on Jun 30, 2008 20:03:47 GMT -5
"Killing force?" He brought his hands together, forming his kunai claws around his hands if they weren't already there. ((I can't remember. xD)) "Then let the games begin." With a series of clangs and clacks, he made a series of hand signs, and dozens of kunai began to fly through the area at random angles, some aimed at Thomas and others not. But none of them were solid, and when they hit, they just passed harmlessly through. Then he gave another signal, and without any visible or audible change, actual kunai began flying around, indistinguishable from the fake ones. It was a game of choosing the right ones to dodge.
The eyes of both Damons faded into the Tamashigan, allowing him to see where everyone was despite the fog. The future one's, however, were full-red. "Killing force. Right." He closed his eyes for a moment. "All you have to do is open his mouth for me. Uchikorosu!" He burst into smoke, fading away into the air and expanding through the tent, careful to avoid his allies. He was intent on getting into Thomas' lungs. Once inside his body, he could perform the potentially suicidal technique he so rarely used.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Jul 3, 2008 20:43:18 GMT -5
Thomas lifted his hand to his face as he pushed up his glasses. As words of anger escape Eithne's mouth and she withdrew her weapon and charged, Thomas spoke back, ""Why must you act so hateful towards me. I love you so much you know. To think that I would do anything for you..." A look of scorn appeared on Thomas's face as a man charged forward faster then Eithne. Immediately the fog around Thomas deepened as Thomas jumped to the right to dodge the man who had appeared behind him and Eithne who had charged forward. As someone got closer to Thomas the more thick the fog would become. Where Thomas now stood he was unable to be seen by the deep fog around him. The only truth of his actually being where he once was that the fog was thicker in the spot he stood then others. The fog was currently acting as a sort of shield to hide his where abouts. "WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" A shout escaped the dark fog aimed towards the man.
Eldier was deeply tired of all this. Enough was enough. He was getting tired of all this fighting and to do it at a place like this was unacceptable. Eldier, who had not seen Damon's shift to fog, decided to take action. Eldier lifted his hand in the air as a small glow turned to the air. Suddenly the room was filled with droplets of water as they all fell to the floor. Eldier had used one of his own techniques to combine the hydrogen and oxygen in the air. Of course he had no idea of knowing how water got rid of the humidity which in its way made smoke disperse. He was doing it to clear the fog intentionally.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 3, 2008 21:35:16 GMT -5
"And so what? You're actually rather pathetic and the truth of the matter is that I don't love you at all, I'd much rather prefer that you stay the hell away from me." Eithne said curtly with a sourly displeased expression on her face as her attack met nothing but then a force pushed down on the blade of her weapon, invisible through the dense mist and rain. The tip of Aurora smashed into the ground and Eithne frowned, obviously unhappy with the occurance.
The disguised future Eithne had jumped to avoid the blade that now came straight towards him, his foot hitting against the top facing broadside of the sword, landing neatly on the ground behind EIthne and promptly pushing off the solid earth in order to get to where Thomas would be landing, he knew the situation already, he'd been here when he was younger after all. Small blades almost seemed to be appearing out of thin air into his hands due to the speed that they were being taken from thier hiding places. Right now he settled with just three, two in the right hand and the curved weapon in the left. Intent to kill was in every movement.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Jul 11, 2008 13:06:40 GMT -5
Thomas said nothing as his eyes followed the mans movement. He had not expected this man to show up at this moment. Thomas barley managed to dodge the blades as they came into the fog. It was as if the man knew exactly where Thomas was going to move and how he was going to act. This was not good. Not good at all. Thomas decided to change his tactics. He no longer had the need to talk pervertedly to Eithne. He had to deal with a certain pest first. "You never learn do you?" He said to the man as the gray fog around them turned green in color. "If you so much as breath in this gas your body will be put into a state of paralysis. Lucky for me my body is immune to the poisonous gas."
"And so is mine." Another voice proclaimed from the entrance way. Dressed in black leather pants and a black turtle neck shirt was Issac. He wore a wicked smile on his face and in each hand was five knives similar to that the man had in his hand. "What are you doing here?!" Thomas asked with a look of disgust. This was just what he needed another person out to stop him from loving his only true love. With that thought he turned to Eithne sending a perverted thought out to her with a smile. The fog around him had lessened. Of course he had totally forgotten about the man. And the fact that he had fought this battle before.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 11, 2008 14:48:43 GMT -5
The man shrugged, "Good luck with that." and he slashed through the air towards Thomas with obvious intent to kill, not minding all that much if she killed Thomas- it would actually be better if he ended his life. His eyes glimmered with a hate that would be awefully hard to mistake for anything else, he obviously hated this Thomas guy a hell of a lot. More weapons started flying to thier destination before Thomas even started going there, making them pretty much impossible to dodge, the sharp bladed objects must have been hidden all about the stranger's clothing considering the amount that was being pulled out everywhere.
Eithne glared towards Thomas, "ENOUGH OF THAT, THANK YOU!" she didn't appreciate Thomas sending his perverted thoughts her way, "Issac, you better be on our side here..." she spoke telepathically to Issac while at the same time she pulled the tip of Aurora out of the ground and went in for another attack on Thomas, she was kinda angry... okay she was angry... kinda really angry...
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Jul 11, 2008 15:15:26 GMT -5
Issac postioned himself away from Thomas as the man never halted his approch daggers comiong from everywhere on his person. Issac sent a telepathic note to Eithne, "I am here to warn you to leave right now before something bad happens. Thomas has alot more up his sleave then a few mind tricks. In fact he is the one I was running from when I went to the past." Issac told her as he shifted to where Eldier stood. He wanted to stay out of this fight. The way things were going Issac was pretty sure he would have to step in.
Thomas's eyes glared at the man as he slashed towards the air in attempt to kill. The fog around Thomas shifted from the color red to a color yellow as everyone's movements besides his own slowed down. The yellow gas in the air had an effect quite different then the red. Unlike the last gas this one created a sort of muck in the air that made one feel as if they were in water. Moving in water was pretty tough but not hard to overcome. Thomas used the slow pace to dodge the daggers as they approched him into the yellow fog. Two daggers formed in his own hand as the fog around the man turned the color green. He threw the two daggers. Thomas could shift the color of his fog four different colors. Red was a gas that paralized the body. Yellow a gas that had the same effect as water slowing down anything in its path. Green thickened gravety making it harder for it to move. And blue. Blue was Thomas's special color that he only used on special occasions. It was his wild card. So as the daggers came towards the man a hint of blue smoke around the two they came at lightning speed towards the man. With the daggers out Thomas made his way to Eithne. She needed to be taught a lesson that it was not ok to hurt the person who loved her.
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