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 Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:47 pm
Tai prepared for a followup from the deflection of his attack, but was only pushed back slightly, Tai grinned as he put his hands up once again to close in, but remained wary as the Magician began throwing paper on the ground he watched carefully and noticed movement underneath the ground, as he looked at the sand and then the hardened ground and made a mental note of their locations, he sighed with a hint of disappointment,"....No wonder this guy had to be brought back...." he spat under his breath, Tai saw the whip and looked up to see fist coming for him, he looked around,"...I am definitely pushing the limits on this one..." he thought as Tai crouched under to dodge the whip and stuck his leg outward, forcing himself to get into a lower stance, he looked at his sleeve and with a flick a needle fell in between his fingers, it looked like it had been dipped in poison, almost seeming oblivious to the Fist coming down towards him, he looked up and closed his eyes tightly, and was instantly crushed by the fist with a loud sound of the impact.
Tai just as quickly shot out from the other side of the portal with the same pushing momentum of the fist that almost crushed him. Tai turne it into the downward momentum of a powerful axe kick, Tai came down with brute force as he attempted to land the crushing blow, and just as quickly as his leg dropped he readied another sneak attack with the hidden stinger, tucked into his hand.
Kojiro felt his sanity finally shatter in his mind like a brittle slab of glass, "Big..." he thought to himself, his eyes became wide and almost lifeless, and his heart had sunk as he looked towards the Three-headed canine, Kojiro, if for a split second began to fade from consciousness, and as Cerbs licked him, Kojiro fell backwards onto the ground, half-concious, just as he almost faded out, he heard another voice, looking up to see it gesturing towards Serena,"...What the?....." he looked at her in confusion, "....Bunny?" Kojiro mumbled back to it. Just as he began to wake up again, it dawned on him that Cerberus had gotten Rikka,"...Rikka!" Kojiro shouted as he lunged at him, and grabbed at the head that had his pet.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:55 pm
An expression of bewilderment and fear touched Cecilia's starry night features as Moli was disintegrated. It then hit her and a smirk touched her lips. A clone...she had to admit, that was a smart move. But where was the real Light Herald? She couldn't see him for he had done away with his paladin like light armor and light sword. She wouldn't have seen the attack, but because the floor was some-what reflected meaning she could make out her reflection in it, she could make out the piercing beam heading in her direction. Spinning around quickly, she formed a gravitational pocket, which absorbed the beam of light protecting her from its blow. After having seen Adam use such a maneuver in their battle in Rome, Cecilia had spent some time perfecting it herself. It really was useful and while not as powerful as a black hole, still served its purpose.
"It appears you've learned quite a few new nifty tricks, Moli," she said to him as she finally pinpointed his location. "I must say, I'm impressed." Andromeda and Draco were still going strong. "What would you say, guys?" she asked her starry minions. Andromeda inclined her head. "Indeed," she curvacious yet warrior like starry female said indicating that she could speak. Her voice was similar to that of Cecilia's even carrying the thick Romanian accent, but her voice seemed more impressive. Because Draco was an animalistic constellation and not a humanoid constellation, he could not speak. Cecilia turned her neck from side to side lightly cracking her stiff joints and readied herself once again.
Andromeda formed a powerful cosmic javelin in her hand and launched it at Moli. As she did that, Draco's giant form barreled down upon Moli, a form of pure and destructive cosmic energy. Cecilia then began to surround Moli with a cube of pure increasing gravity in order to prevent his movements. The cube surrounded him on all sides, even above, the force of it so dense that it would most likely bring him to his knees. She was going to prove to him, all of them that she was no longer the weak blueberry that most of them saw her as.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 7:31 pm
Che could hear Sebastian fighting with his hand crafted pet a few feet away. That was good for now especially since the butler was the most mobile of the three. It was his aiding Tai that was making this fight a bit more harder than it needed to be. While it was fun remaining on his toes, the elder Owl still remained reserved with the powers he decided to use. The only two he'd displayed so far was his natural ability of Paper Manipulation, Phasing and Fenn's Vision. He had four more powers to give use, but they'd only appear when he needed them to.
The Owl's expression remained calm and collected as he whipped his both his arms around in different attacks. Right now he was more focused on making the man move rather than actually hitting him. Catching his leg and crushing him though would've made for a nice combination, but from how this fight had been going, Che knew it wouldn't be that easy. Or would it? Tai had made a motion that Che had seen far too many times from himself. The younger man flicked his wrist and brought something out, but just what it was Che couldn't tell. Not from this distance and in this lighting. Whatever it was, it was hard as hell to see. Before Tai knew it though, the massive card hand was descending upon to crush him into the sand. Che, knowing this was just a training session kept his hand from completely killing the guy. It was on seconds later that he was assured of Tai's well being.
Sebastian had saved his partner once again by creating a portal at just the right time beneath the agile fighter. The Italian didn't want to think about what would've become of him had his attack gone through with no hitches. With only a moments notice the Mastering dropped his card-based extensions and rotated quickly, almost on his heel even and halted with Tai's accelerated axe kick by placing a high X-block over him. The force added thanks to his previous attack was still enough to send Che into a kneeling position. The frizzy haired bum kept his head low to keep safe and to hide the light smirk that was tugging at his lips. He was satisfied that the guy wasn't dead. Sebastian may have just cleaned his remains up and walked off without any fight...that would've been no fun at all for the magician.
He was more satisfied in the fact that he'd need to show another power he'd been keeping under wraps here. Che's forearms, which he kept tight in their blocking position, began to swell as if stricken with a terrible infection or as if many bees or mosquitoes had their way with them. Forcing himself up, Che opened both his arms which were now the width of his torso and launched Tai upwards away from him. The cards that were still sprawled out behind the Mastering Owl stood on their edges, then shot upward at an angle to their target Tai. The angle was only so that they'd miss Che's back and neck. Now that the man was off of the ground, he'd have to deal with the storm of cards that were headed his way. Che figured that while the fighter dealt with this, he could attend to Sebastian again and show him just what the floating fist was for.
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Moli already had a hand over his shoulder to pat his own back at a job well done. Unexpectedly though, Cecilia, his gravity manipulating opponent had did away with his shot with a simple pocket of gravity. Dejectedly, his arm fell to his side before he raised it again to snap his fingers in disappointment. "Ah...damn it. Almost got her too....Yeah Cecilia! A few new things!" After lifting his finger to his lips, he blew it as if it were the smoking barrel of a gun and leaped from his perch in the tree. Now that he was spotted, it was time to get to moving again. He would soon find that just trying to run away would prove as difficult as landing a light based shot on the gravity woman.
When the Herald of Light landed, the gravity that was pressing down on him caused the ground beneath him to shatter and crack when he landed. Almost immediately, he fell to his knees bringing more cracks to the floor. "Oh....this. God, I can't run....I can't still move though. Gotta focus here..." The only show of speed Moli was able to give now was when he looked over his shoulder to watch the tree he was on be destroyed by Andromeda's javelin. "Oh my god that b***h has an arm...cannot get hit by that...." Further over in his line of sight was the dragon constellation Draco. The beast didn't seem too happy himself and now, he was flying at the Herald probably to smash him into the ground. The blonde wasn't going to just sit there and take it.
Going back to his old power, Advanced Particle Manipulation, Moli formed a sphere of charged particles that blazed a white, pallid hue. The particles were hot, siring and would easily tear the skin off of any regular human or Owl that got in it's way. Unfortunately, Draco was neither so Moli had no idea of what the outcome of the attack would be. It didn't matter because the Herald wasn't going to stick around anyway. When the sphere was hot enough, the Herald released it in the form of a shining white beam. While doing this, he began the process of light travel that he used to move groups of people from one point to another within mere moments. His plan was to hold the monster off and damage it as much as he could while escaping to a safe distance. Of course, this was easier said than done.
The beam struck Draco on his snout and effectively held him at bay while Moli's lower body become a dense mesh of photons. The dragon's progress wasn't stopped at all, but it was slowed greatly. It's pain filled roar rung out so vibrantly and so loudly, it broke away the ground it hovered only meters above. Staring into it's starry eyes, Moli looked at his reflection, which was smiling and simply nodded. The girl had become stronger over the past few months, but he wouldn't let a few new gravity tricks stop him. When the rest of his body was finished converting into particles of light, the beam diminished, then vanished into nothing. Draco came barreling into the cube of gravity, but the clever Herald was already gone. Thanks to the gravity, his trajectory was bent heavily towards the ground. This caused him to slide against the ground shoulder first after narrowly escaping the box. The glass material that covered the ground dug into his shoulder and left nice cuts behind. He hadn't reformed his armor, but the stinging was enough to remind him to do so immediately. While sliding to a somewhat painful halt, he shot off three beams at the girl once more in an attempt to snipe her from afar.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:00 pm
Cecilia was about ready to do her own little happy dance for she thought she truly had Moli, but alas, he had managed to somehow evade the attack. Of course he had been damaged some-what, but not in the manner he would have been if the attack had hit him full force. Still, one could not have everything they wanted in life could they? It was time to step it up a notch. Cecilia was definitely not out of tricks just yet. Her abilities came from the solar system itself meaning that all of its energy and contents were at her disposal.
A larger gravity pocket opened before her absorbing the beams of light that Moli shot towards her. Extending the four fingers of her right hand, she shot off her own piercing cosmic beams towards Moli. Andromeda followed suit with another javelin attack, and Draco followed that with a massive cosmic orb. However, Cecilia had another trick up her sleeve. A wormhole was erected, which absorbed the attacks. One didn't know where they had gone, but a mere split second later, the wormhole opened again, this time only ten or so inches from Moli, which then sent the attacks at him from an even closer distance. Because of the wormhole, the speed of the attack had increased greatly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:27 pm
Anya didn't have to glance over at the demon and the golem, who were now locked in a wrestling match of gigantic proportions. All she had to do was let the golem have its way in trying to distract, and hopefully destroy, that monster of Anderson's. She kept her attention focused on the energy wielding Owl she was matched up against. She had to admit to herself that she was a bit impressed with the kid's reaction times and reactions and problem solutions. However, now was not the time to say them out loud. Maybe she would tell Anderson to his face later if she remembered to do so. But that was not the point.
The point was that she had to somehow catch him off guard and capture and then incapacitate him. All she had to do, she figured, was keep the attacks coming one after the other nonstop to hardly give Anderson any breathing room. And sooner or later she would hit him with something. then, Anya would really be able to capture him and put him out of commission so she could go help Moli. The voice in the back of her head was giving her minor updates on Moli's fight with Cecilia and she knew that maybe Moli would need assistance soon or something. Either way Anya thought about it, she still had to deal with Anderson first.
Since she already had some threads to use when Anderson was swamped with mud and rock, Anya was prepared to send large cylinders, tree trunks actually, flying at him. The the trees of course were taken from the little forested area at the far end of the room. The first one shot at Anderson at about the speed of a moving car on a regular road, and came from his right. A second tree was shot at the same speed from the left if he should dodge the first. A third and final one Anya hadn't released yet, but it would come from an angle from the ceiling.
To defend herself from the next two energy attacks from Anderson, Anya swung her left arm upwards. The motion created a thick wall in a curved disk from the floor to protect her and give her time to disperse into her sand form again before they could hit her.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 8:30 am
Lucien smiled lightly, hearing Amara talk about their son made him oddly happy. "He does? Which eyes are those?" he asked as his eyes changed from their every day color, to the purple color when he used Neo's power, to the yellow slitted reptillian eyes, and then finally to the golden eyes he currently had. He turned and started walking still holding Amara in his arms. "it's been a long day and I think for now we're done here. We can pick up in the training sessions tomorrow." As he continued to walk he had a feeling Amara would wonder where he had gotten the power to control electricity, a power that had so far only been obtained by three owls in their little group, Timothy, Luca, and Amaya. For now though he wouldn't bring it up he didn't know where to start on that. It wasn't easy to say that he killed a member of the UNS to turn them against him with all of them for the most part gathered here.
Snapping his fingers he smiled again. "This place looks like it could use a little more air. Perhaps a sky light?" He said as he looked towards the ceiling. "Crumble." His command was heeded as the ceiling suddenly began to spiderweb with cracks it shattered raining down rocks and debris down on to Vincent. Phantom ran forward he wanted to actually move in this fight, standing there was getting dull. He leapt up pushing off the side of the cave wall he began to run along it. He looked up avoiding the crumbling ceiling. "Looks like I may need a speed boost." He said softly as he leapt from the wall landing on one of the falling boulders from the ceiling. Leaping up off of it he began to make his way up towards the gaping hole that was once the ceiling unlike in the normal world there wa no sunlight that poured through the hole in the cave only a black nothingness, this was due to the fact that Phantom hadn't as of yet made any sort of outer dimensions to this one, but he was already formulating one.
(( I'll edit Anderson into this post after I get out of my classes. ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 8:42 am
((TFP---Serena))
Serena entered the lounge with plates in either of her hands. Carefully she placed them on the table and gave a satisfied nod “Perfect…” She entered the kitchen to grab two glasses filled with chilled water which she sat next to each of the two plates for herself and Kojiro. Smiling like a proud house wife Serena turned her attention to where Cerberus, Kojiro and Rikka were sitting. Her eye twitched annoyingly when she took note of Cerbs playing with the kitten and Koji looking like he was ready to faint at any given moment. Jogging into the kitchen Serena took action by grabbing some big slices of steak. “Attack mode activated…” She placed two fingers into her mouth and whistled loudly and sharply “Cerberus! Dinner!” Slapping the raw meat onto a big tray that sat on the floor, Serena was sure the dog would be more than happy to leave his new found friends for a few moments while he ate.
The Vanishing Owl made her way back to the lounge and took a seat at the table “Kojiro. Come and eat your dinner before it gets cold.” She said while indicating to the chair opposite hers. “So…You met Cerbs…Hehe…Cute right?” The white haired woman remained rather calm and even smiled despite the fact that Cerbs had been exposed, Koji looked petrified and close to passing out, the kitten was dancing with death and…. A certain blonde haired a*****e had blanked her last message. “Typical...If that’s the case I will simply have to order some new weapons, clothes and a new car! HA!” Wishful thinking on Serena’s behalf, she had no need for a car in this part of town.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 8:48 am
((NPC - Cerbs))
The head holding Rikka pulled away playfully commandeering the kitten and holding it by its neck. Cerbs barked playfully and upon hearing the sound of giant steaks hitting a giant plate, the hell hound did indeed turn away and then trot to the plate, still holding Rikka. Without any table manners such as waiting for the rest of the people to get to the table, Cerberus's other two heads dug into the steaks. He left a small piece for Rikka to chew on and put Rikka down by that little piece next to him.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 9:53 am
"Ugh...probably shouldn't have gotten so far away from her. Range game is better than mine," lamented the Herald of Light as he stood up from the crushed pile of that glass-like material and dirt. His shoulder was scraped and cut in various places, but it wasn't threatening although some bleeding was present. Trickles of it only. Nothing that would keep the young wily blonde down for long. Looking up at Cecilia, his still stationary opponent, he began to wonder just to what extent her new powers stretched. Gravity wells, wormholes and the constellations were only signs of her true power. If not that, then the extent of what her powers could do when mixed. Her natural abilities only supplemented her Herald abilities unlike Moli's so there, he was at a loss....or was he?
The blue eyed Owl paused for a minute to rethink his methods of attack and his abilities as individual entities. Did they have to be that way? Cecilia was able to mix her abilities and create what younger Owls would simply call magic. Just as Moli's epiphany began to show itself, he had to deal with another attack from Cecilia. He'd seen her open up a wormhole just moments before, so what was coming out the other end was somewhat expected. A couple of attacks, one of which was another one of Andromeda's javelins. The only thing he could do at this range was take a note from his brother and spin as fast as he could. Without thinking, he proceeded to do just that. With this Presidiomni method of defense, he was able to grind away the attacks that were fighting to get through to him. In the end, only Andromeda's javelin pass through Moli's shining and rotating dome of light and charged particles. Still though, not even that survived the subatomic bombardment for very long.
Moli exited his spin, his mind enlightened to a few new ideas of attacking. Rather that go for her with just his light, why not attack with both powers? Why not work his way closer, then attempt to fight that way? From how things were going, the Herald could tell that engaging the girl in any form of close combat would be tough unless he simply ran past everything. That by itself was risky. Maybe if he had a small army though, it would matter....Moli found himself grinning as he dawned upon a new strategy. He snapped his fingers and to his right appeared a clone of light. As he knew already, light had no mass, and the clone would simply burst on contact. If he gave it mass with his other ability, then they'd be able to withstand a few attacks for a good while. He snapped his fingers again and on his left, two more clones of light formed. Another snap yielded three more and the final yielded two. As he couldn't spread out his ability too far for it would drain him speedily, he kept the number low (seven copies) and their masses relatively moderate. They were as heavy as maybe two cinder blocks and were as dense as a marble column or desk. Lightweight, but a pain to punch just how he needed them to be.
The shining outlines of the light man knew their mission. Four to Draco and three to Andromeda. Moli only hoped to get lost to Cici's view when they scrambled. That'd make things easier if he chose to be the one that went for the gravity girl himself. "Alright team Shiny! Go! Go! Go!" The team dispersed and dispersed rather quickly. Because they were weighed down but mass, they weren't as fast. Still their speed was unmatched due to their elements. When they neared the trio, four went to Draco instantly and crawled over the dragon's back puncturing it with swords light. Three went for Andromeda utilizing hand to hand combat for her. Only one jumped upwards at Cecilia with a light covered fist drawn back. He wasn't aiming for her face, as she was a girl and the Moli's, although clones, still had more manners than that. Just clipping her shoulder would be enough to start some kind of offensive here.
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Thomas's fun was cut short Ember the Fire Herald arrived to rescue Daryle. Almost effortlessly, his attack was dissipated by her and her fire. Ember hadn't been around for as long as Thomas had, but she'd been in control of her ability for far, far longer. If his Negation were covering him, he'd happily fight her, kill her and take her status, but he didn't have it anymore. Clenching his fist, he spat off to the side, keeping an eye on the two down below. Daryle would live unfortunately...
His family was of no importance to the man, so like a gentleman, he would leave them out of this fight. There was nothing here for him anymore and now that Ember was below, he couldn't stay. With haste, he receded from the area taking with him the hurricane and twisters that he'd brought with him.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 10:43 am
The wormhole was probably Cecilia's most useful maneuvers for in a way, it was her own form of teleportation. She was able to send things such as attacks, objects, and even people from one place to another far away in just a mere split second. Cecilia watched as Moli grinded away the attacks. She expected no less from him for he was the Light Herald after all. The seven clones he had created were impressive and it would give Cecilia training in battling multiple enemies at once.
Four of the clones went to Draco crawling onto his back like insects and began to puncture him with swords made of light similar to the paladin like sword the real Moli had been carrying just a few minutes ago. Draco roared in pain, the starry dragon's body emitted a powerful cosmic wave, which burst forth upon the four clones. Such an attack would have incinerated them if they had been real beings and not mere copies. It would take more than just a few clones to destroy this legendary dragon.
Andromeda had three clones to contend with who had chosen to fight her in close combat, hand to hand combat to be exact. Andromeda surrounded her form in cosmic energy, which would put a lot more force behind her attacks and would also help her withstand the attacks they dealt at her allowing her to take less damage when they struck her. Andromeda spun her upper body downwards and brought her right foot up forcefully towards one of the clones as she twisted her body downwards and upwards again. As she came up again, without breaking her form, she dealt a roundhouse kick towards the head of the second clone. The force of that kick would most likely knock it into the third clone with great force.
Cecilia had one to contend with. But wait...Moli had created seven copies. If four were battling Draco and three, Andromeda...then perhaps this one was Moli himself. Or maybe Moli had created an eighth clone that she didn't see and he, himself, was hiding...biding his time and waiting to attack unseen. Still, Cecilia would not underestimate this opponent whether it was the real Moli or a clone. Cosmic Blasts were not the only thing she knew. Cecilia utilized the power of everything in the solar system. This meant planets, the sun, the moon, the stars, meteors, wormholes, gravity. One thing she had learned was something known as Cosmic Fire Manipulation. It was an even more powerful variation of pyrokinesis and stemmed from Cosmic Manipulation as it was a sub-power from it.
Cecilia had the ability to manipulate the cosmic flames that were given off from astronomical bodies such as comets, meteors, asteroids, stars, nebulas, the sun, solar winds, and other bodies that inhabited the solar system. Unlike normal fire, Cosmic fire did not need the consumption of oxygen. If dealt upon a real being, it would completely vaporize them without leaving any byproducts such as ash. On a clone, Cecilia was sure the affect would be different, but Cecilia leaped back away from the attack and extended her palm forward emitting a powerful swirling stream of purple and blue cosmic flames, which shot towards her attacker with great speed.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 11:45 am
When Lucien asked her which eyes she closed her eyes. "You know the thinking yet clueless eyes...those" she said. They continued to in silence until finally they were back in the Casino. "I wonder if they have a medical wing. I need to get these burns and cuts treated" she told him as she winced in pain. She still couldn't use her mental powers to find Che or the baby but she was sure he was safe. "Yea tomorrow you won't surprise me like that" she said. "I'm sure that Will has a first aide kit in his office let's just go there" she said to him.
Vincent lunged the cut wire into the monster as it was electrocuted and dispersed right in front of him. That left Phantom and the third monster. The ceiling began to crumble and the third monster was still approaching him faster than the other two. Vincent focused his energy as he used an attack he had only used once. His hands glew orange and released an energy that evaporated everything that was falling including the monster charging towards him. When Phantom made his way upwards, Vincent took out his grapple gun and immediately was escalated towards Phatom. Looking around he saw it was just dark in the sky. Breathing hard and trying to catch his breath, he awaited what was next. He had to admit, Phantom did do a great job at distracting him...that would change...hopefully he wouldn't tire out first.
Elle sat waiting on her sister. When Erin walked in, Elle looked at her running her fingers through her long teal hair. "Don't worry I'm not going to try and kill you, just a friendly match between sisters" she said. "I'm sure you've already revealed our secret......and for that you've staled my plans...so I can only cooperate for right now, but don't think that you've foiled my plans dear sister. Now, let's get to it! or would you like to have a few words before our spar session, I would LOVE to see how far you've progressed" she said.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 1:34 pm
Erin continued wandering until she found a training room. In this room was where her sister was seated, waiting for her. The Artistic Owl made her way into the room and towards her sister, stopping about three or four yards away from Elle.
Upon hearing what Elle had said, Erin tilted her head to the side, staring at Elle with a quizzical expression. "You still call me your 'sister'.... Even though you went so far as to disown me, send awful nightmares to haunt me for months, and leave me with no one to turn to when my powers began to grow? Elle... it was psychological torture..." As far as Erin saw this, the Elle she was talking to right now wasn't her sister. Her sister wouldn't threaten to kill her or anyone else unless necessary. "As for our secret, it has stayed with me in my own mind so far. It hasn't traveled to anyone other than myself." Erin then delved into a brief explanation of part of the reason why she had answered Elle in the negative when she had asked for her assistance in their mission.
"I remember everything now, Elle. I know what we are meant to do. No, what we have been created to do..." Erin left that thought unfinished for a brief moment. "I am my own person. I won't let some programming dictate my actions and choices. There has to be some other way humans and Owls can coexist without hating each other." Of course, she had just lied. She knew that her sister might be able to see through the lie without any sort of telepathic intervention. But Erin was extremely capable now of keeping Elle from reading her mind or controlling her actions, so who she had told wouldn't be information that Elle would get a hold of so soon. As such, Bailey and Roulin would be safe for now.
It was only after she had said all of that that she came back to Elle's question of their sparring session. "If you want to spar we can. I don't mind." Erin replied, her expression returning to her usual smile.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 2:21 pm
Elle looked at her mirrored image in Elle and smiled lightly. "Did you forget that the term sister or brother is someone who shares genetic information with you, for that we will always be sisters, we are twins...even if we were created we are identical in nature. One thing I would like to share with you though is this...you can try and 'ignore' your nature...but I know for a fact you hear it every day. It's apart of who you are. You see how much destruction these OWLs have caused....there will be a New World Order one day...and whether you like it or not...it won't be stopped...but this is neither here or now" she finished. Erin had managed to strengthen her mind against Elle but that didn't leave anyone else safe from her grasp, especially for the people who she now shared power with.
Erin was a liar.....Elle could see that without using her powers...but before sparring she had glanced into everyone's memories of the past two months casually. She wouldn't threaten them...as long as they didn't threaten her first. When Erin agreed to spar, Elle smiled. Her arm turning into a buster cannon, she fired off beams of crackling energy towards her sister. "Think fast" she said.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 3:14 am
Anderson looked towards his sides, leaping up silver streaking lights could be seen forming under his feet as he started racing across the air, allowing the two trees to crash into one another. He looked down at Anya who had indeed put up a formidable defense but one that his maneuverability could overcome. Dashing across the air he fired down blast after blast of his spatial energy, the black energy acting with the vacuum affect sucking in material before spitting it back out in a backlash affect, this was the nature behind his black spatial energy, it mimicked the vacuum of space and when the energy disappeared after it was fired the vacuum affect disappeared creating the booming backlash. As he soared through the air he looked over at his demon which now wrapped it's jaws around the golem's throat crunching down on the rocky surface. The demon wasn't something that died persay so much as retreated back to his body when it had sustained to much damage but it appeared that for now it was holding it's own. As he looked down to see the results of his attack as well as keep an eye on that third tree truck she was manipulating he didn't want to be caught off guard. A small silver pyre floated from his chest and orbited his body it didn't take any form yet though for now there wasn't a point to using his other familiar. Lucien hoped that this place would have some sort of medical facility, it would only make sense, but if god forbid the devil himself never planned on building some form of medical center Lucien would treat her himself, he was well versed in medicine, while he was still with the Night Owls he acted as a field medic, before his powers activated and he gained control over telekinesis he didn't have an active power only his ability of absolute comprehension being a medic and tactitian were his only skills. "I am sure I will have to come up with a new strategy for tomorrow, I doubt you'll fall for a suprise lightning twice. But don't worry about finding a fully staffed medical wing this is a casino not a hospital so hopefully they will have some level of care unit." He said calmly. As Phantom traversed the confindes of the cave his body shot through the dark opening the instant he did the world turned upside down and became weightless. If one were to look around they wold see that they were now swimming at the bottom of an ocean, not to worry about breathing this was one of the things Phantom allowed, it wouldn't be to much fun if they both suffocated. Looking around Phantom could see colorful fish swimming in schools and other single fish as large as whales a figment of his imagination. As he sawm he sat on one of the coral reefs waiting for Vincent to come into view from the black portal.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 8:44 am
((TFP---Raven))
The blistering cold winds that snapped at any bare skin on display, was a firm reminder of what month of the year the world was in. It was a different story in Ravens end of the world. Compared to the bustling night life of Las Vegas, it was cold, dark and quiet. For now the fighting had ceased. Hopes of obtaining a few hours of rest and a plate of hot food was now high on the soldiers agenda. Raven was of course quite understanding in this matter. She may not eat a lot herself but she knew that these people probably did so while the last few rebels were rounded up and dealt with Raven had assisted in the preparation of dinner. The blonde haired woman was not a complete monster after all. Back in the earlier years of The Fallen Phoenix Raven enjoyed cooking for her tightly knit family. Of course things changed since then…a lot.
As the Exirian fighters settled into various rooms and houses for the long night that lay ahead, Raven had also headed to her room which was in a small two bedroomed house. Despite a few generals not liking the idea that she stayed in a house on her own, Raven had gotten her own way in the end. She had already showered and washed away all the blood and grime from her pale skin. Her long hair stuck to the bare skin of her back as she brushed it with a comb and for a moment she was tempted to cut a good amount off but chickened out at the last minute, her hair as a trademark that she had had for many years now.
Despite the cold weather, Raven merely dried herself and wrapped a thin silky red night gown around her small frame, the only thing that she would sleep in on this night. Currently the French woman was basking in the cold glow of the moon which peeked out between large clouds that hung overhead. In her right hand she held a small glass of red wine which she would sip from time to time. One leg rested over the over as her blue eyes stared aimlessly out the window. Once again progress had been made that day, slow but beneficial to Ravens’ cause. “Things will be a lot smoother in a years’ time…” A small smile played on the terrorists’ lips as she drained the last of her wine that trickled down her throat like the blood of the innocent. “When are you going to make your move Roulin?….I don't like waiting.”
((NPC---Seb))
Now Sebastian was more than capable of slicing up the annoying trouser ripping shark with his own hands (and blade) but upon seeing the latest card based attack that Che had unleashed on Tai the butler thought of a quicker and easier way to deal with the fish. Opening a portal in front of Tai, Seb took custody the razor sharp cards and released them via another portal in front of the where the shark ‘swam’. “Sorry Tai, I will be taking those cards for the time being…” After the cards had pretty much shredded the shark up and left it in a twitching papery mess on the sand, the butler opened a new portal and sent the still moving cards back towards Tai almost as though they had never been taken. It was his own form of fun at the expense of Tai. Poor Tai.
With a casual bounce in his step, Sebastian approached the shark remains and prodded it with a foot. “What an ugly creation you are.” With a smile in place, Seb turned to look towards Che and gave him a small nod which spoke more of the black haired male’s confidence more than words ever could. “Stop hiding behind your cards Che….” Sebastian had already forgotten about the teeth marks on his leg which blood still seeped through. He had suffered far worse before… broken bones here and there …sever blood loss through open wounds….transplants. Hell, these marks were mere splinters in Seb’s eyes.
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