The Immortal Thief Roleplay

[Edaniel]

[Yessssssss... the obito in your sig is most cute. A lot better looking than the other two. Deb like.]  

[Mikujin]

(( I'm bored again. ))  

[Edaniel]

Melora's clenched her teeth at this sudden development. He'd found her and now she had to fight. Which, to Melora, was not what she was hoping for in the least.

She jumped backwards from the hit, trying her best to avoid it, but really, not in too much of a stress over it, she knew she could still complete her mission of causing that wretched woman hours and hours of pain, no matter what. Any wound inflicted wouldn't hurt her, but someone else. Normally Melora was a stickler for avoiding alowing herself to transfer pain to another , she allways believed in people getting what they deserved, but in this, case, as long as she kept to damage to a minimum, it was a sacrifice that justified itself. Besides, it was Izumo who should rue and damage that would be turned, not her, she was not inflicting.

Melora allowed the blade to nick her flesh, in a move which would've clearly taken off her arm, did nothing mroe than momentarilly detach it, and then allow the skin to mold itself back up to fix the gap, leaving her arm as it was birthed so.

She looked down to the wound, scoffing gently, knowing that it wasn't going to stop, her, but then her eyes widened. The arm that had been taken off was that of which had been holding her rabbit doll.

A voodoo doll can come in many different shapes and sizes, hers is plush, some were cornstalked bound by hay, or sacks of ground wheat sound with grass, it never mattered the type, it mattered the connection. She'd had this doll for as long as she could remeber, which was a great deal longer than that of the other immortal thieves. She's had it through years, and formed a bond with this doll so powerful now that she could strike a target a fell blow with a half-glance.

If she lost her dolll she'd be forced to make another, to start from scratch, clean slate, a doll that would be utterly inexperienced and pale in comparison to that of which the doll she held now. She could remake a doll, but it would take time to connect herself with it, and she, rewgardless of having all the time in the world, wanted to get her revenge sooner then later. The countless nights she spent without sleep haunted her, all she wanted was some peace. To hear some screams.  

[Edaniel]

[Whoo.]  

[Lirdianc]

Tomoyo started forward when Melora dropped her doll, relying on her speed and the element of surprise to get her there before the other girl did. She couldn't know how she knew, but somehow that doll was precious, from the horrified expression in Melora's eyes. If she could snatch it away, they'd have some sort of leverage over her, as much as Tomoyo disliked the idea of blackmail. In this case, keeping Shinobu safe and keeping Melora away from Shinobu, not to mention the other thieves, was the immediate goal. She stretched out her hand, and her fingers firmly closed over one arm of the doll.  

[Edaniel]

Melora, taken aback once more at Tomoyo, who had suddenly come out of nowhere's, grab at the doll tried to pull back once more, but this time it would be too late. The woman already has a firm grasp on one arm of it.

That was it, she'd need to act fast before she'd be set back years away from ever reaching her goal of revenge to Shinobu. Thinking quickly, Melora whipped out a few needles from a hidden spot in her hair, focused her gaze to Tomoyo, just for a moment, and penetrated the doll on either side of the neck, and on the forehead, no doubt sending gut-wrenching head and neck pains to the woman, hoping that this would cause her to move her hands away from the doll, as she delved the needles deep, twisting them to thicken the anguish.  

[Lirdianc]

Tomoyo blanched as a searing, white-hot pain flashed across her neck, and stars burst across her vision, transforming the world into a surreal whirl of light and dark. One hand convulsively snatched at the grass, ripping out ragged clumps, while the other tightened its grip on the doll's arm, digging into the skin of the palm hard enough to draw out blood. At her instinctive demand, the shadows grew around her, seeking to protect their wielder from whatever strange magic was being worked.

She could hear herself gasping, letting out a whimper of pain. Melora was right in front of her, she knew, why hadn't she done something yet, Tomoyo was completely open, her sword was a yard away, hurtburningicefeardyingdyingdead-  

[Edaniel]

Melora, seeing that her actions with the doll were taking efect on Tomoyo, reached her free hand down to the doll to pry it off, when it resisted, she took out one last pin and pricked the same hand on the doll that Tomoyo was holding unto her doll with, which, luckily was the opposite hand on the doll than the one that Tomoyo had grabbed.  

[Edaniel]

[Itsy-bitsy-teenie-weenie.

Post.]  

[Lirdianc]

((C'mon Mikujin, help me out here.))  

[Mikujin]

(( Whoa. Sorry for the inactivity, guys. I was away at my cousin's wedding this weekend, and had a blast. Good times were had by all. However, this meant no posting for me, which lands me in my current state of... ))

Izumo came to his senses. What had happened, he wasn't sure off. He had attacked the girl, Melora, had sliced through her arm, and then... black. He had frozen in position. It was strange; the last blackout he had had was many years before. Unlikely, perhaps, but not impossible.

The scene unfolding before him was an odd one; Melora was no battling against someone else, a Thief he had seen wandering the corridors at their headquarters, but had never really known. The circumstances, however, didn't matter. What mattered was stopping Melora, and destroying her blasted doll.

It was evident that without any aid, the new girl was fighting a losing battle against the little witch. Izumo, however, was about to throw the odds in their favor. The girls, currently, were fighting over the doll. Somehow, the new girl had caught Melora off-guard and been able to land her hands on it. It was his chance, now, to destroy it. And it was evident how to go about ensuring he got it.

Readjusting himself, making sure his limbs were still his own, Izumo quickly limbered himself. He sheathed the blade he held in his left hand, while keeping the right drawn. He charged at Melora, with one aim-point. He would strike at her outstretched arm. No matter how temporary the dismemberment, she would loosen her grip on the doll, enough for him to snatch and make away with it.  

[Tsubasa Reservoir]

Aoki felt a wave of guilt come over her. Tomoyo and by the sounds of it, another thief, were both battling Melora. Looking over at her sister, she smilled and turned towards all the fighting.

Wrapping Suki's blanket around her obi for what felt like the millionth time she's needed some kind of emotional strength that day, Aoki whispered a good bye to her sister and shot off towards Melora, only leaving her copy behind.

"Aiko, if Melora comes, take Shin-chan away."

It wasn't long before Aoki could hear faint sounds in the distance. Quieting her step, lowering her speed, Aoki came closer untill she could see white and a shot of dark blue.

'There they are...'

Melora delved on speed and her doll. Tomoyo was going forthe doll, and Melora was occupied on trying to get Tomoyo off. Keeping well hidden in the trees, Aoki sent a decoy to get close to the blind side of Melora.

'If this works, Tomie-chan should have an opening...'

The decoy tapped on Melora's shoulder, grinning rather misceviously.

"Miss me?"  

[Lord Bean]

Running fast but silent trough the forest, Nia did her utter most best to conceal her Aura. She knew it would work; her skills were beyond comparison with any of the other thieves. She stopped and listened carefully, unlike most other thieves tracking wasn’t one of her specialities. She had off course started far too late, when she woke up from the aura disturbances in the area she should have immediately take action. Instead she had first taken time to get the part about voodoo she had copied from the book. The others were already far into the woods when she came outside and she could only vaguely feel their aura’s in the distance. Now she finally got close she made sure Melora wouldn’t feel her, the attack had to be sudden, because like all psychological attacks the effect was bigger if it was a surprise.

She heard screaming nearby. She crouched and approached slowly, she peeked trough the bushes and saw Melora and Tomoyo in a struggle for the voodoo-bunny. Melora trusted needles into the doll with a both vicious and desperate look on her paled muddy face. Tomoyo seemed to be badly hurt, feeling every pin as Nia assumed.

Nia readied herself collecting her power and building concentration. Her hand grasped onto a little bottle hidden in her kimono. She felt her power rise and knew that soon she had lower the wall she had built around her spirit, and Melora would become aware of her presence. Then Izumo suddenly charged at Melora, this was the moment to act. She slowly came up a little, waited one more second and then threw the bottle into the clearing. With a loud “BENG” and a flash the bottle exploded. Then a dense purple smoke filled the air, reducing sight to a minimum. Nia jumped over the bush into the clearing, sending illusions of horrible images to the sick aura of Melora.

Then she started building a spiritual band with her, releasing enormous pain into her soul.


{{Ah it's good to be back, hello again to everyone that already knows me, and just hello to all the people that don't}}  

[Edaniel]

This was it, this was too much for Melora now, she'd one of them clinging unto her dool, another pouncing, and one last one taking to her back, she'd no chance now, this was simply too many Immortals to deal with, the odds were stacked cruelly in their favour.

She just needed to get away with her doll, just bide her time somewhere away from this lot, she needed a chance to slip away, any chance she could get. This was just too much now. She trembled slightly, holding unto the doll for dear life.

~~~

A mile or two away, stalking slowly through the trees, was the very same cloaked figure from before. Humbering, crouching low as curdles of bl**d dropped from their robes, the figure seemed to be in immense pain, yet still motivated to move, in the very same direction of the brawl going on between Aoki, Melora, Izumo, and Tomoyo.

As the figure continued, it walked into a clearing of trees where one, recognised as Shinobu, lay on the ground, with a small child, bearing a striking resemblence to that of Aoki, sat watch.

The figure shrugged and continued by, amazingly, unnoticed.

Whomever it was cloaked her, they needed to see what was going on between the Immortals, and what better way than to intervene on combat, which is exactly was the cloaked figure set out to do as they took off on a run in the directino, robes billowing behind them with spurts of hot red liquid pouring unto the grass and ferns as they went.  

[Edaniel]

Melora was struck to the ground, her doll lying below her, a pile of wasted energy now, the horrible imaged plus the sudden confrontations from Izumo and Aoki all piled up sickly throwing the child unto the forest floor. She had no power against this sudden storm, she could barely move, and that was when, out of the corner of the clearing, the cloaked figure emerged from the tree, the shadowed face of the robes turned from one side of the area to the other, absorbing all that was taking place, and then dropping it's shoulder's as if to sigh.

"Such behaviour." croaked the voice. "My thieves have no dignity nowadays."