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Post by Velox Sicarius on Sept 4, 2007 15:34:14 GMT -5
Ignoring the fleeing Estrik, Velox turned into a smaller snake to aviod as much of the ice from hitting him. He used fire to raise his internal body temperature to counteract any ice that hit him as he slithered away as fast as he could to cause the ice to fall off his body. After getting away from Ryumizu, he stood and thought for a moment. The dragon was becoming a nuisance and Estrik's knowledge of magic was helping him in the battle, so he needed to find a way to gain an advantage over him. After thinking for a second, he did the only thing that came to his mind. He concentrated for a moment, and then he created flames along the entire floor of the room, leaving only a small area free of flames around himself. He concentrated further and allowed the flames to reach higher and burn hotter, enough to turn gallons of water into steam in seconds. This left him drained slightly of energy, but he ignored the feeling and watched to see what the two would do.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Sept 4, 2007 15:59:06 GMT -5
((Brandon, you can't have ice so cold that it wouldn't melt- it's a question of heat energy. Velox is capable of creating flames of increasing heat and it's all a question on what's able to hold it's ground the longest. Example: Even though a match is warmer than an iceburg. The iceburg has more heat energy- you can see this due to the fact that if you place a match into an iceburg than it'll be extinguished. So this isn't a whole question of 'so cold it wouldn't/couldn't melt' it's moreso the deal of 'who can generate the most heat energy for thier element.' Velox just needs to make his flames hotter and your ice will melt- so don't try that, mister. )) Eithne engulfed herself in stone and they insulated her from the heat, though only slightly and the smell of burning flesh entered the air, the room was filled with flames and Estrik's ice would be melted and turned to steam by this point, leaving the little fool helpless. Eithne silently took the pain, knowing it wouldn't be too terrible in a few moments. She already began the regeneration, the burning not able to keep up with it and she raised a pillar of earth beneath Velox and Estrik to crush them into the ceiling above, 'You bite me- I WILL bite back.' she thought to Velox with a malevolent grin upon her face.
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Post by Velox Sicarius on Sept 4, 2007 16:09:12 GMT -5
Velox was caught off guard by the pillar and he managed to turn into a small snake and slither off just in time before getting crushed. He was begining to think he was safer in his snake form, so he turned himself into a small snake and covered his body in flames and then slithered into the flames, allowing himself to blend in with the rest of the fire. Not being able to attack either just yet, he decided to go out with his plan he had planned to save for later. He looked around th room. There was no windows, only light bulbs to illuminate the room. He shot multiple fire balls at the lights to break them, leaving only his fire to illuminate the room. Soon he would see if he made the right decision in this battle.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Sept 5, 2007 20:25:07 GMT -5
Eithne smirked, the flames themselves made light which was enough for most people to fight- but Eithne had other plans for the fight. Her hand clenched, the flesh seemed to have flowing blood, true life within it as darkness seeped through and spread over the battlefield, "You want darkness? I'll give you darkness..." she whispered into Velox's mind. Eithne, herself was engulfed in stone, all heat signatures from she, herself muffled and invisible to any heat sight that creatures such as... snakes would have. Meanwhile Eithne's ears listened intently as she released a steady stream of high pitched squeaks, too high for the others to hear but she picked them up easily- echolocation, my duckies.
Eithne now stepped it up a tad and rose the entire stone floor up to crash it into the roof, a violent move and she struggled with it, lucky for herself, though- she was encased in stone so she didn't have to worry so much about the impact since she was well enough sheilded from it. One thing she certainly noted was that in this battle, Velox was doing a goddamn good job at hiding, but not much else, she nodded at the thought that if she managed to take away her opponent's ability to hide from her, then he would be done for. Her echolocation was good enough to keep him from hiding and so the hoped this would be enough, these people were becoming nuisances and this battle was getting a little boring.
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Post by demonfire on Sept 5, 2007 20:40:55 GMT -5
((WHOA! I AM REALLY BEHIND! But about the ice, I'm pretty sure a person and a dragon keeping the ice colder would be a higher absolute value of heat compared to just one person's burning flames. Maybe if he had some help with that, then it would completely evaporate.))
Estrik's icy armor began to lose its solidity, becoming more slush than anything. He jumped off the first pillar, and turned his slushy armor into water, doing the best he could to keep it liquid. Some of it began to evaporate into the air, although that just meant he would have some more water for later. "Those flames of yours are going to get us both killed, I hope you realize that," he said to Velox. He gave a simple mental message to Ryumizu, and the dragon began to spray extremely cold ice onto the flames, which in turn began to extinguish most of them.
Now that Estrik had some time to think without the constant fear of being cooked alive, he brought what once was his armor into a small ball and shot it up to Ryumizu, then brought it back down and Ryumizu appeared next to Estrik. The water dragon began to spray a large amount of water and ice onto Eithne's rocky armor. Rocky armor may be strong and durable, but it had cracks, and Estrik intended to exploit that. He attempted to put the water through the cracks and then turn them into thousands of extremely sharp shards of ice on the inside, while using Ryumizu's ice to attack her from the outside. Although, he thought he had finally found someone he disliked more than Eithne, that Velox was quite annoying.
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Post by Velox Sicarius on Sept 6, 2007 18:13:28 GMT -5
Velox panicked from the rising stone floor. Still in snake form, he thought quickly and caused his under belly to light on fire as hot as he could possibly make it. He also wiggled his body in an attempt to dig into the stone floor. Quickly enough he had melted himself a ditch in which he barely had room before the stone hit the ceiling. This left him drained of much energy and trying to catch his breath from the surprise. He took his moment covered safely on all sides to gain back some energy and there he waited for the stone floor to go back down, for he didnt want to waste anymore energy trying to burn his way through the floor. He knew he probably wasnt going to win this fight, he wasnt even specialized well enough to win fights like this. There was also the fact he had much less experience than the other two. So he decided he would try his best to win, stay alive at the same time, and not be disapointed win he lost. But that didnt mean he couldnt try to change odds the between the other two while he was still in the fight.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Sept 7, 2007 15:55:23 GMT -5
Eithne lowered the floor, now- she really didn't want to attack Velox just yet- she was planning on saving him for last but he had attacked first so some things are only fair. Her red eyes were closed now and she smirked, there were good things about retaining someone's powers from thier blood- she wouldn't even need to try something fancy- she could see the people easily, see thier life. Eithne left the stone form that wrapped around her on the surface as she tunnelled under the arena silently- no hints of her dissapearance from her stronghold were shown. 'You could help yourself stay in this fight longer and hasten the fall of Estrik- he's ever dependant on his summons for battle and he lucked out- getting water, which happens to match that little lizard of his... an honest advantage he happens to have here." a voice projected into Velox's mind, though it wasn't actually Eithne's voice, this one seemed devoid of emotion, or any tone that would define it to any gender- the voice was rather soulless to be honest- Eithne was still able to shroud her voice, why she was though was unknown... maybe she wasn't able to speak at all... maybe Eithne was a mute- who knew?
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Post by Velox Sicarius on Sept 8, 2007 8:54:56 GMT -5
Velox heard the strange voice and thought over what it said. After hearing what it said and after having the previous thoughts of knowing he probably wouldn't win this fight, a new since of courage and adrenaline appeared in him, or maybe it was the need and want for blood appearing, which it was he did not know. Velox turned into his normal form and glared at the only one left for him to attack, Estrik, for Eithne seemed to be covered in the stone armor of hers. While Estrik was distracted with Eithne's armor, Velox ran up to him as fast as he could with his claws blazing with blue fire and began slashing furiosly at him, mostly aiming for any possible unarmored spot on Estrik's body.
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Post by demonfire on Sept 9, 2007 15:06:17 GMT -5
This kid obviously hasn't met Eithne if he's attacking me, Estrik thought to himself. Listen, one, I'm not going to kill you, two, Eithne will, even if you help her. She's crazy like that. So, you could help her kill me, then die by her hand, or you could help me beat her, and then live for another day, he telepathically said to Velox. If he would ever learn that he could see him, even if Velox was behind him was going to be a mystery to Estrik.
He and Ryumizu concentrated, forming ice around his hands that would hopefully match the heat value of Velox's flaming claws. He attempted to grab each of the claws and hold them, and get a chance to talk to Velox in the most sophisticated way one could while trying not to die.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Sept 9, 2007 16:01:51 GMT -5
Eithne came up from the ground, she carried no earth protection around her and she readied herself to fight, she wasn't using any form of armour other than her jacket- which thank god wasn't effected by the flames, otherwise there would be some... awkward moments. 'Well, I'm not going to say much to defend myself here, because neither I, or Estrik have much of a reputation in your memory and I'd prefer not to waste my time in futile argument. Nor will I attempt to sway your judgement. You choose your opponent, and you choose your ally- or if you choose you may fight both of us at once, which wouldn't be advised. Because it is true, I wish Estrik dead, but not so much you at this time- yet if you get in my way...' there was a pause in that soulless voice, 'I will not hold back, as I am now.' Eithne hadn't even endeavored into the gist of her swordsmanship, nor had she put any strain on herself.
Her feet graced over the battlefeild, a light run towards her opponent, the onyx hair whipped around her delicate, porcelain face as her peircing, devilish red eyes cut through the veil of darkness like shears. Her slim frame like a spectre on the earth, Velox's vision would be useless against Eithne in the darkness, because she was a vampire- without pulse and without heat. She was nigh invisible to him, a haunting breeze in the thick, hanging air around them as she ran past him, heading straight for Estrik.
She slid down, dropping out of vision as her ankles placed themselves on both sides of Estrik's legs to force him to the ground. She twisted around, severely sending Estrik off-kilter, a wild force of strength in the slim, lithe, unforgiving one known as Eithne. If she was to be compaired with any weapon it would be a whip- she was lithe and quick, unpredictable- as well as potentially deadly- if not in the most unexpected of ways.
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Post by Velox Sicarius on Sept 9, 2007 19:07:13 GMT -5
Velox was in need of blood. He was a vampire starving for blood and his eyes were a much deeper red than usuall. He had a starved expression on his face as he looked hungrily at Estrik. Some part of him heard what Estrik and Eithne said, but he was being controlled by his vampire instincts now and he did nothing to show that he heard there words. He pulled back his claws as Estrik tried to grab them. Since he was in need of blood, he was on alert and he felt the gust of wind created by Eithne as she ran past him. He smirked evily as he turned into a gaint anaconda preparing for his final. It was no normal anaconda that he turned into. It was about forty feet long with blood red eyes like that of a vampire and a mixture of blood, saliva, and acid dripped from his fangs. He lunged his entire body at Estrik and Eithne whom he only guessed was there and quickly wrapped himself around them in an atempt to constrict them tightly.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Sept 9, 2007 19:19:09 GMT -5
Earth came up, seeping in the tiny spaces between her and Velox, then pushing out, more rock poured in the newly formed space and Eithne smirked as it began pushing Velox off of her and Estrik, well if you aren't mildly pathetic... she thought to herself. Someone becoming so overcome with the bloodlust that they'd fall to so primitive a mindset... but she might as well take advantage of such a thing and she withdrew a vial of blood from her pocket, holding it up, the cork on and stopping the neverending source of the sweet, crimson elixir. She looked towards Estrik who seemed so close thanks to Velox- and untill the earth was released- he couldn't run. She took the vial and opened it, the sharp tinge of that iron scent released into the air. Eithne knew it would most likely have a violent effect on Velox... and she began dripping the blood on Estrik, she made sure she got a decent amount of the stuff on him before she released them and she watched Velox to see what he would do. She was most certainly invisible now to him- the vial corked and returned to her pocket- no irrisistable scent escaped it now and now Estrik was giving off obvious heat as well as carrying the scent of blood. 'Have fun, Estrik dear.' she thought to him with a malicious laugh.
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Post by demonfire on Sept 10, 2007 14:48:57 GMT -5
The malicious kick from Eithne sent Estrik wildly to the ground, slamming his head against the earth, sending a horrible taste into his mouth. He slipped into what he grew to call the point of total unison. In this state, he and Croatoan were in fact one in the same, although this usually only happened for a split second when Croatoan took over each New Moon. He awoke from his almost coma when the blood dripped down onto him, right now he was neither himself or his demon. His gloves began to give off that same, black tornado, seemingly sucking in Eithne's concentration. His eyes turned from their usual vibrant red to a deep, blood red, however, much to the opposite of his usual changes, his hair stayed a dirty-blond.
He licked the blood from Eithne's vial off his face, enjoying the sapid taste of it; he still had some qualities of his other half, not as merciful, a bit sadistic, etc. He rose up, with an almost evil, however hateful expression on his face towards Eithne. Without her concentrating on her mental shield, this next move was going to be a whole lot easier. Estrik's mind delved into Eithne's, finding that one thing that she hated most in the world, then multiplying it way out of proportion, but still one would believe it. He then messed with her to make it seem like it was Velox who was the root of all her problems, to so to a point where it would be impossible to not want to kill him instead of Estrik.
His eyes flared up, seemingly with intense mental fire as he put the finishing touches on his final technique, which would send Eithne on a berserk rage towards Velox. Afterwards he collapsed back onto the ground, his eyes returning to their normal red.
Ryumizu, seemingly forgotten in this short span of battle, curled up beside Estrik and guarded him, he wasn't in the prime of his physical condition right now. Ryumizu showed his sharp teeth and let loose a long, deep, sinister snarl, hoping to intimidate the others from touching Estrik.
Ryumizu's hide slowly began to freeze up, creating an armor of ice. It was a beautiful sight, and a deadly weapon; the coat glistened even in the darkness, and the tentacles on its face began to slow down their rapid whipping, becoming harmonic with the rest of him. The ice itself was an extremely light blue, one that gave off only a slight hue. His tail became almost like a spear, becoming extremely sharp, and his claws became as sharp as his tail.
Ryumizu slithered on top of Estrik, head perched, fin-like ears cocked in a ready position in case someone did try to kill Estrik. It gave another menacing growl, sounding as if someone had put Ryumizu's regular 'voice' through a voice changer, making it sound completely unlike himself, and he gave a snort, letting loose a small bit of condensation out into the air just for the fun of it, and for the hope it would add to Ryumizu's menacing ensemble.
((I had to post a supah-post...))
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Post by Velox Sicarius on Sept 10, 2007 19:19:45 GMT -5
Velox watched Estrik's attack against Eithne and smiled when he was slumped on the floor. The blood had been on Estrik long enough to send Velox on a rampage at Estrik. He saw Ryumizu gaurding Estrik and, still in his snake final form, allowed himself to be engulfed in flames of a bright blue color. He lunged his head at Ryumizu, knowing that once he got rid of it he could satisfy his need for blood.
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Post by demonfire on Sept 10, 2007 19:48:48 GMT -5
The little beast let out a terrific growl as it met Velox head on, turning itself into a living spear, and probably sharper than one, matching Velox's blue flames. Underneath the living weapon, Ryu's eyes were blazing with an icy-hot flame, one that would seemingly freeze everything around it, however it not being the case. In this world, there were more ways to get worked into a frenzy, one could be lack of blood, and another could be the fierce protectiveness that this dragon had towards Estrik.
Ryu flew at Velox, full speed, and attempted to pierce his brain all the way through to the other side, or at least some other kind of major damage. Estrik grinned as he got up the best he could without his staff, although he let out a grin, probably the most he could do, at the fact that Eithne wasn't going to be attacking him just yet, more so Velox, at least until the berserker frenzy wore off, although that wasn't going to be a terribly short or long time, it was just right.
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