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 Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 5:09 pm
((Benkei and Cerbs))
Ok. Nat ghost and creepy white haired girl who looked like one of those ghost dolls in the occult store... ghost girl looking mighty dangerous at the moment as Sebastian basically threatened in nonthreatening nice wording that Keres was being insulted. Benkei Thoringano, despite his mishap with sneaking into Will's estate, had never met Keres. But now that he paid more attention to his surroundings, he couldn't help but notice that something was off with Keres. The Shield Owl nearly facepalmed when he heard Kojiro accuse Sebastian and the doll, presumably, unless he meant Sebastian and Nat, of being Will's dogs. If there was something Ben knew about Sebastian, it was that Sebastian wasn't one to take comments like that without saying something back. And when Sebastian stated that his companion was being insulted, that hinted that the companion probably wasn't someone to insult...
The situation turned for the lighter when Nat and Cerbs appeared. After Kojiro mentioned dogs, Cerbs appeared with all three heads. "Mrrrr.... three doggies!" the hell hound declared with each of his heads chorusing together. The hound was counting himself as three because of the three heads.
Benkei almost twitched again when Nat asked him why his hair was white. "Gennnnnnn---" the Shield Owl said through gritted teeth. Honestly, the Japanese martial artist was still coming to terms with the fact that Nat had died. It was the only possible explanation of the kid being a ghost, and Nat knew because he apologized for not prank calling Ben. "Tsch." the Japanese man commented as the snow ball nailed him in the face in perfect harmony with the "you've seen a ghost" comment. "..."
And then there was the Koj distraction and Nat's explanation of how the Fallen Phoenix had truly fallen. Benkei hadn't really been in the loop, but he had heard how TFP had gotten more aggressive and violent, and now that he was at the scene of one of the places affected, which he assumed because he still had no idea where exactly he was...., he now knew what Nat said was true. Kojiro did too... because he was crying now.
The Shield Owl sighed and walked over to Koj and hugged the Frozen Owl like the good Japanese big brother he was. He reached out for Nat ghost too, but with some hesitation....
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 3:53 pm
((TFP---Raven))
The noise that filled the torn apart office was immense. If either Raven or Roulin spoke now, the other would not hear. The only way the other could tell if they were speaking would be by watching their lips form soundless words. This was something that neither of them would care about. All that mattered now was the fight at hand. Each action that they took spoke a thousand words. It told the other what they thought and what they wanted. To Raven fighting Roulin was just like having a nice long chat and catching up on the weeks that they hadn’t seen each other. The more dangerous and blood the fight got was equal to a conversation becoming a heated debate. Though many people would never understand just how these two worked and would frown upon such behaviour, it didn’t matter. This was how these two got things done and as long as the other was breathing, this was how it would always be. They would never change how they were to meet society’s expectations.
The blonde female had expected her mini shockwave ball to be sucked in by Roulin’s rotating monster and that was exactly what happened. She knew that this would greatly affect the delicate ball and in mere seconds since being consumed, the condensed ball of raw energy exploded with devastating force. The explosion knocked Raven off her feet and sent her and her shockwave bubble shield rocketing through the wall behind her. Thanks to her shield, Raven’s impact with the wall was short lived and soon she was freefalling towards the soft snow that carpeted that ground below. What was hidden below the snow was a mystery to Raven who had a limited amount of time to do anything. She could only force her shield to shift and cover her from behind like a curved dish. Her front was left vulnerable to any surprise attacks but she wasn’t worried about that for now. As she came into contact with the ground, snow was sent flying upwards along with concrete and parts of broken mangled cars. Her shockwave cleared away anything below her until Raven was lying in a crater like space. She smiled as she looked up to the sky and felt icy flakes of snow falling onto her cheeks. This was what she needed to feel alive….This was how she wanted to leave the world…
Creaking and groaning stole away the blonde terrorists’ attention from the snow and to the building looming over her. She pushed herself up into a sitting position and narrowed her ice cold eyes. While her office had been a wreck, the rest of the building was still in fine working order. There was no sign of reason as to why the building was making such a racket now. “Heh…” Oh Roulin…He was determined and eager to continue the fight. Even a tall building was an obstacle he needed to overcome in order to reach his target. For some reason the bushy haired Owls nerve and lack of control over his actions and behaviour was growing on Raven. He called her the monster yet here he was felling a building which could contain hundreds of innocent souls. Hell, even people passing by could become a victim in all of this chaos! Snapping her fingers Raven produced yet another shockwave bubble shield. The building before her bowed down in the midst of concrete dust that filled the air. Taking her time and planning her every move from here on end was of utmost importance. “One…..Two…..Three!!!” A massive roar filled the air as the shockwave bubble was forced against its will towards the ground. The cushion like shockwave provided a launch pad for Raven to use….And boy did she use it!
Covered by the mass dusty smoke, Raven was free to rocket upwards into the air and out of the toppling buildings pathway. She smirked to herself as the wind whipped her hair into her face. Her eyes stung but they didn’t compare to the bite of the cold icy winds against her exposed skin. Feeling that now was as good a time as any, Raven unlocked the Heart of Life that was embedded deep inside her body. Her blonde hair slowly turned white as did the blues of her eyes. New power surged through her body and with it a new desire to fight on. By the time the Heart had come alive, Raven was freefalling towards the ground once more. She scanned the area below her, frantically trying to find her little Italian friend. When her eyes finally fell upon Roulins lone figure she summoned forth a large cannon ball of concussive energy and let it fly towards Rou at top speed. She had to turn her attention away from what may come of the cannonball shockwave and Rou in order to land safely.
The power that now surrounded Ravens body was strong enough in force to create a huge explosion as she came into contact with the ground. Dust and snow provided a cover for her as she straightened up and quickly moved in towards the location where Roulin had been. After he evades or redirects her previous attack, he would be left wide open for a fresh new one. Using her powers to propel her forwards at a speed far quicker than a normal human running, Raven made her way towards the unsuspecting…or maybe he was expecting…..Roulin. When she was sure he wasn’t too far away, she began to release a flurry of crescent moon shaped shockwaves that could cut through most if not all things. If this was to be her last fight she sure as hell would make it count.
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Posted: Tue May 20, 2014 10:32 am
The precipitation was heavy and profuse. As far as the eye could see, snowflakes danced in a glittering harmony as they traversed the randomized air currents on their way to the blackened, cratered pavement. The skies above, darkened and grey painting a sad tapestry from which clouds shed frozen tears, blocked out all light from the full moon hiding behind them. The rays that managed to power their way through took the forms of shimmering columns of light within each a spectrum of light played in uncoordinated transience. Through these nearly opaque, kaleidoscopic hues of revolving, ever-changing chroma, the young Italian could not see his target, Catherine Turner. The biting cold, as unbearable as it was, had driven many people out of the area. That was of course if their ardent battle hadn't done so already. Save for the blonde woman and the dark-haired man, the area was deserted for the most part. Without bystanders and the innocent streaking around searching frantically for safety, there wasn't much sound at all. This little slice of New Exire was all but dead. It was only these two combatants that kept it's heart beating.
With vision deactivated due mostly to it draining his energy, Roulin had no way of seeing past both the thick curtains of snow. That meant that beyond the building just off in the distance, he could see nothing at all. More or less, that included the building itself. As the metal, fabrics and other objects within it twisted and turned until they cracked with remonstrate, the young Presidiomni scrambled to place his feet beneath him once more. He had no qualms thinking of whether or not that skyscraper was falling forward towards Raven. Beyond what he couldn't perceive, he feared a counter attack hidden in the massive crash of the building snapping to pieces, then falling into the pastel abyss before him. The snowflakes that coated his eyelashes had him wiping blurred eyes like a child lost in a warzone. Telling himself it'd only be for a mere moment and a half, he was bought back into an attentive stance when the artillery-like sound of another shockwave echoed out from the unknown. That could only mean that Raven was still out there. Somewhere... It wasn't that realization that pricked his eyes, curved his brow and lifted the hairs on his spine. From beyond what he wished would've been that woman's icy grave, he felt his artifact start to power her already potent being once again. The sensation of feeling it outside of himself left on him a familiar impression he couldn't explain, or rather, he didn't want to explain. For another time, regret and disdain washed over him like waves against the shoreline. It was enough to have him let loose a fatigued sigh and even look away in contrition for a split second. The owl had yet to reach the end of his rope, but he knew that as long as Raven was equipped with the weapon he'd given to her to save her years ago, she could reach the end of her rope twice.
If that heart could beat, it would've probably blown away each crisp flake of snow that covered this place and perhaps even beyond. Regardless, Roulin could now sense Raven. Nevertheless, that didn't render his vision moot. When he returned his sight forward again, he revealed that piercing white gaze his generation of Life Owls were known for. Caught in his expansive and still expanding vision was the transformed Raven. Her figure seemed to undulated more and more as the seconds ticked by....it was almost too late when Roulin realized that it was a shockwave barreling toward him. "Shi--" The snow made it hard to lift his leg into a kick, but if a few muscles had to be torn to do it, then so be it. The soreness would fit in nicely with the dull burn of the snow melting over him. From the spot where his heel once sat arose a leafless tree and in front of that one arose another and another. At least four of them were erected all in response to Raven's over-charged shockwave. For now, that would suffice in giving him the time he needed to plan a counter assault.
When the Italian landed in the area uncovered by snow, but layered heavily by dust, propaganda news papers and the clothes of the fallen, his body had begun to undergo a reaction in a manner similar to Raven's. Lamentably, his alternate form, similar to Lucian's, couldn't attain one hundred percent unless he had his artifact. To make matters worse, his artifact made it's user just as a strong as he was. In addition, it revitalized them to a near perfect state. This wasn't the first time he'd dealt with Raven's usage of his item against himself, but he'd make sure that this time was the last. Rolling his now darkened eyes, he figured dwelling on these facts would only get him killed. As the first two trees he'd set up in a line were torn to shreds by Raven's single attack, Roulin was already leaping forth with his arm drawn back for a shockwave fueled punch. What he hoped to do with the attack not even he knew. Something had to give though. His healing abilities, could bring him back from the brink of death, but not death itself. The last two trees were violently snapped leaving only the Owl of Grey as his own defense. Letting out a great cry the strength and strain of which displaced the fall of snow in his area, he threw his punch into the nigh-invisible ball of volatile energy hoping for the best.
Fortifying his bones further with another power resting in his myriad of abilities, Roulin's fist collided with the shockwave with such force, the point of contact seemed to crack the very space around it. The streaks that meandered jaggedly through the air resembled jolts of cerulean lightning. The Owl of Life hadn't the time to marvel at this especially now that Raven unleashed a few slicing shockwaves at him. All the while forcing back the large ball of energy, the dark-haired male could hear the the bones in his wrist chipping and breaking under the pressure of his opponent's blast. With just his fist, he couldn't stop it, but with another power came another chance. Opening the palm of his hand which to some extent took most of the pressure off of his arm, he released a stream of concussive force that not only pressed Raven's attack into the ground, but caused it to burrow even further before finally exploding. The release of its energy was deafening and resembled a crack of thunder. The rocks and gravel it threw into the air pelted Roulin as his body was lifted, then dropped heavily onto the snow. Only slightly dazed thanks to his sturdier form, he got to his feet as quickly as possible to evade two of the invisible blades thrown at him by Raven. "You people don't let up..." mused the Owl as he picked up into a run. His right arm was currently healing still and would take a moment. This was evident by the bones jutting out through his pale skin. He made sure to keep his angle broad so as to not be slashed by the incoming woman. When she was close enough, the owl jumped forward towards a sidewalk twisting his body mid-way. From his incapacitated arm came a stream of roots the size of which could support perhaps the biggest tree the planet had to offer. While some remained moving forward, other dug deep into the ground to grab her from below when she passed them over. His other hand, which was at first used to blast beneath him a shockwave that sent him flying up, was now releasing another beam of compacted, dark violet energy at the woman's nimble figure. It smashed the ground first resounding with tones similar to a car crash, then accelerated in Raven's direction. Understanding now how this fight would have to transpire due to his adversary's near perfect defense, Roulin eyes began to survey not only Raven for any clear weaknesses she may possess, but the entire area for a method of strategic retaliation.
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