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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 8:31 pm
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It was relatively a young night with much a head of it. The trip from the Mecha Main street was quite a long one on foot, but on wings, travel was much fasters and efficient. The darken sky being her element, hardly a sound was made as Sycte dropped from the sky and landed on the top of an old, metal, mildew covered, rusty farris wheel. Other then the slight cling of the toes and claws of her feet wrapping around some of the metal bars of the out of commission ride not another sound emanated from her being as he crouched down gripping another bar on the top of the farris wheel with her clawed hand.
The ears on the top of the bat demon’s head swiveled about as she observed the unkept fair grounds and she was liking the dark, gloomy with a touch of fear look it had. Slowly she stood strait up stretching out her spine as her cloak draped down her back between her wings and behind her legs that bent back slightly with hocks a part of their anatomy. Her wings fanned out for a few moments as she stretched out the muscles and bones in them before she paused, and in the next instance crouched down to let her dark form blend in with the dark form of the farris wheel against the night sky.
Others were here. A breeze brought the smell of them to her nose.
Quickly she took off her purple cloak that she used to shield her body from the harsh sun in the daytime, leaving it on the top of the old ride and took off from the farris wheel as silent as a ghost and quickly blended in the with the dark. The ghostlike bat couldn’t believe what wonderful luck she had as she scouted the area while hidden in the shadows, looking for those that were here in this place and then set up a strike.
Sycte, was hungry, so very hungry and the, out for blood, bat demon was only becoming hungrier with the thought of a potential meal soon to be had.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:21 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 8:54 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 8:55 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 4:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 3:44 pm
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Eyes widening, Sound paused, then continued strumming like nothing had happened. The human had proven herself not to be a threat, so he was no longer interested in attacking her, and as the new wave of magic lingered in the air, he protectively turned his back on both her and Fasia, facing the source of the power. His fingers moved faster and faster; the music grew in volume and complexity. Just as he struck the highest note the string snapped and sprang up into his face.
He stood for a moment, stunned.
In a low, dark voice he hissed, "These strings are designed to last 50 years. So what..." His left hand closed into a fist around the fretboard. "...Just happened?" Before he could control his fear, he flung out his right hand toward the unseen, unknown danger and focused the twang that could still be heard from the broken string into a blast strong enough to shatter wood or maybe even bone. His fingertips buzzed as he released the extremely high-pitched, inaudible attack – it took more power than he knew he had.
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 3:53 pm
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Fasia breathed a sigh of relief when Shiane's body relaxed, visibly free of Sound's restraints. When Sound turned his back, facing something blocked from view by his body, she realized it must mean someone else had released Shiane. It was just a guess, but wouldn't that mean that the mystery person was a friend, not an enemy? The thought came to her just as Sound thrust his arm out in front of him.
"Stop!" Fasia gasped. "Yeah, it's extremely unlikely for one of those strings to break on accident, so of course you would assume someone attacked you in any other situation. But I'm here. Extremely unlikely things happen all around me 24/7. I can't control my ability. It's 'on' every second I'm alive." She rubbed her arms, crossing her legs uncomfortably on the ground. It was too late. And anyway, maybe he'd already realized that it might have been a coincidence - no, probably was a coincidence.
[[OOC - No prob, I forgot to check for a while, too.. if you need to take time to catch up with other stuff I don't mind waiting at all, since I'm busy with lots of rl stuff. 'Sides, I think it's just me here.. but if someone else comes in and you're busy would it be ok to kind of break out of the current action?]]
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 6:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 4:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 3:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 5:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 11:50 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 9:30 am
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((OOC - Wow, I posted one time in a month. I'll make up for it. ^^))
Fasia grunted as her chin hit the ground. Why did she always end up with dirt in her mouth? She got up on her hands and knees. "Sound, Shiane, are you..." She looked around, frantic. They had been right there."Sound? Hey! What's going on?"
Her eyes focused on her surroundings and she realized something had changed - still in the dark, windy carnival site, but the booths were different. And she was alone.
Sound coughed and choked, spitting the dirt out of his mouth. For a moment he was ok, but then the pain hit and his body went limp. He fell and just laid there on the roof of one of the trailers. From here he could see Fasia on the ground between The Scrambler and a lemonade stand. He breathed a sigh of relief when she got up. She was safe.
But of course she was safe. He knew her ability would always protect her, so he didn't need to drain all his energy teleporting them by manipulating the city's wormhole system with sound frequencies. Now his body couldn't move and his abilities were feeble. He had been stupid.
But he had just protected her by reflex. At least they were safe for now. Either the winged fiend had been teleported to someplace nearby, or it was still back where they had been a few seconds ago. He hoped his sister's friend would get away safe. It was messed Fasia up when people she liked got hurt.
His eyes closed. He was too tired to keep them open, for now.
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