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 Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 11:23 pm
((I'm loving the interaction here lol)) Vincent listened to Thomas speak as well. He said nothing as his anger was now focused on Lucien. When Lucien slapped him and began to call him names, Vincent was now pissed. He didn't even listen to the rest of what Lucien had to say, he lept forward clasping his hands around Lucien's neck. Lucien was much taller but Vincent didn't care as he began to throw punches. "Pièce sans valeur de merde ne vous jamais me parlez comme ça!!! J'ai une valeur, tu ne sais pas moi, vous avez jamais dit deux mots pour moi puisque j'ai été avec les uns. Je vous tuer!!!!" Vincent began to scream in french. His hands began to shake as his abilities were being used, but not freezing or combustion but crystalization, around his hand and random burst around him and Lucien. ((translation: You worthless piece of s**t don't you ever speak to me like that!!! I have worth, you don't know me, you've never said two words to me since I've been with the UNS. I will kill you!!!!))
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 11:47 pm
As Vincent shot forward screaming in French Lucien was rather suprised by the boldness. When he wrapped his hands around his neck he wsa even more suprised. As the punched began to hit him Lucien didn't move. he stood there as the area began to crystallize. When there was a brief second inbetween the punches Lucien snappead his fingers. His telekinesis again took hold as it pried his fingers away from Lucien's throat he again lifted him into the air. Lucien looked up at him as he spat some blood onto the floor. "Feel better?" He smiled a little. "That's how I made Anya feel better when she was with us, get her wriled up and then let her take a few good swings at me and then things cooled off." He moved his hand as the floating boy moved along with his hand. Lucien positioned him out the window with the city concrete far below. ((I think there at a high floor, if not this needs to be editted lol.)) "You have an amazing lack of control, you're violent, and dangerous. But I suppose you're right." he was referring to the words Vincent shouted in french, Lucien had taken time to learn a vast multitude of languages over the years. "I haven't taken the time. I have neglected you all, pushed you all to the side to further my own ambitions. And for that I am sorry." he spit out another small amount of blood, there were no actual bruises or cuts on his face, Lucien had used his periodic reactor power to secrete a nontoxic carbon compound to take the impact of the blows. "However like it or not I am your leader. I know i don't have Che's charisma and i can never be a leader like him I don't ask you to like me only to respect me, if you do that I will respect you." He withdrew his hand pulling Vincent back into the building. he set him down and looked at him. "If you want to take a few more blows then go right ahead, Anya sometimes needed more then a few to put up with me."
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 11:55 pm
Vincent was surprised as he was now hanging out of the window. He showed no fear and looked at Lucien with cold eyes. He didn't even know who Che was. When Lucien continued to talk, Vincent could feel his tear ducts began to swell. He wouldn't hit Lucien anymore. In fact, his spirits were broken. "Il est très bien, tu as raison... personne n'a voulu me et elle seulement m'a fallu parce qu'elle se sentait désolée pour moi...." Vincent said trailing off. Vincent then grabbed his video game as he began to play and tears ran down his face. He tried to focus on the game but he couldn't. Amara....where are you??? he thought to himself as he distanced himself from everyone else. ((translation: It's fine you're right....nobody wanted me and she only took me in because she felt sorry for me.....))
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 11:59 pm
(You're good Nicko.)
"I haven't signed up for the sense enhancement training on atop the foothills in Asia." Roulin jeered with his determined expression still sitting comfortable upon his face. Subconsciously, something was happening that, upon the surface, Roulin could not even feel. The Life Owl didn't retract his arm fast enough and Anderson's silvery beam of energy tore through it as a consequence. As it reach his elbow, he turned his body into a mass of fire ala Itachi allowing both the blast of cosmic energy and the needles to pass through him. He still took damage because they were of energy, but it was nothing life threatening and thanks to his innate ability to heal, it wouldn't be.
Roulin found himself floating in the air as a blazing form of himself. His smirk was visible upon his burning face in the form of a glowing white crescent. His hair was also shining brightly against the evening sun. "Anderson!" Roulin called over as his body heat arose causing the flames jutting from his essence to become a deep blue. "Your power....what exactly is it if you don't mind me asking? Dante would never tell me in full, so maybe my cousin will give me the details." It wasn't often Roulin would stop a fight to ask how a power worked, especially if he already knew how. In the back of his mind, he wished that the power was in his repertoire, but in the deeper dwellings of his unconscious mind, he was planning on a way to attain it.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 12:32 am
"My power? What an odd question in the middle of a fight." He said as he witnessed the carnage of Roulin's body, it wasn't exactly pretty but he knew he was fine. "Well my power is Spacial Adaptation, it's a power that reacts to the celestial sky above me, depending on the weather, season, and time of day my power changes accordingly, however with the addition of my demons it's warped a little." he said with a laugh. "Well enough of that, it isn't a sparring match if we talk the whole time." He said as he shot forward. A coating of silver energy covered his fists up to his forearms as he threw a barrage of furious punches towards Roulin. "You're like Lucien, you've got many powers, to many for me to keep up with but I can still try!" he laughed happily. He could feel the same coating of spacial energy running up his legs to allow extra power to his kicks as well.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 1:11 am
Jaylin LaQuiel
While paying attention to his own opponent Jaylin noticed that Anderson and Roulin battle was getting pretty hyped, not only that but they were using there powers and if he had said so himself they were quite strong in his eyes, though that could be an understatement since the two weren't playing for keeps. His eyes were trained on Elle and he was getting hyped himself just from noticing his teammates around him, this only made the Equipping Owl focus and get more into his own sparring session. When Elle was sent back Jaylin stayed stationary as he watched her every move, he could tell the woman was angry when she stood up, the next action she made kind of confused him though, he had no idea what her ability was due to him being a newest asset to the Night Owls nor did she know his but pulling out her phone in the middle of a battle, this made him question if he had knocked a screw loose with his last attack. "Texting in the middle of a ,am I doing that bad?" He joked and tease though he was actually quite serious. The white haired man watched as Elle now charged at him, he got back into the fight at hand and tightened up his stance though if this was all she had then he was right in his assumption of not wanting to fight a female though he was no fool as to underestimate the woman. While the axe kick was coming back with the weight of Elle, Jaylin would quickly and swiftly side step so when the woman touch ground he was be on her left hand side, he timed his next attack almost to the T as before she could actually touch the ground he brought his right arm across his chest which he intended to use the back of his fisted hand to drive into the woman's abdomen. This wasn't intended to send Elle back but to knock the wind out of her as he would quickly follow up in rapid succession with an uppercut from where his hand was place rather she took it or blocked it. If this two hit combo was a success, Elle would be lifted back into the air by a few inches in which he then would quickly follow through with launching himself into the air in a spinning motion to gain momentum and launch an aired round house kick to the woman's abdomen trying not to damage that face of hers to much, though if not he would simply observe and act accordingly.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 3:23 am
((TFP---Nat)) privacy
Nat smiled brightly when Kojiro asked what crisps were. The young blonde ermed and umed before finding the right words to describe them “Crisp are made out of potato, they are in the form of flacks and are baked and usually flavoured. People also call them fries, Potato snacks so on so forth. They are nice” He exclaimed grabbing a bag for himself. “I guess you must miss your native food. I am just thankful for any type of food” He grinned sheepishly as he took a seat on an abandoned desk.
When Koji asked Nat is he thought Ana would be OK, Nat nodded defiantly “I believe she will be just fine. This seems to be an after effect from over using her power….I bet this has happened before.” Nat sighed and leaned back on the desk, using his hands to prop himself up “We still have a long way to go, huh Koji…”
((UNS---Daryle))
“Meh hair!!!” Daryle exclaimed as Armand made his golden locks all poufed up “Its going to take so much hairspray to get it back to the way it was!” The young man laughed slightly on the outside, while on the inside he was crying over his hair “Bailey? What a beautiful name” Daryle commented with a charming grin? Well, it was as charming as he could get. “Oh my, what a cool sounding Owl!” He repeated the name in a deep voice, almost like his was commentating on a new movie “The Diclonious Owwwwl!!!” He ran a hand through his hair and sighed as he got back on topic....sort of...
“Besides our names and Owls introductions. I suppose you are wondering where you are. Your in the French U.N.S base. Those people you fought earlier were all Owls that work for the U.N.S. Hell, even I am in the U.N.S” As if to prove a point, he flashed his badge “Hehehe, I am the lowest of the low! And Armand is lower still!” He jumped to the left and turned to face Armand with his hands in front of his face expecting more poufed hair action. “Only joking! We are more the foot soldiers of this place…”
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 7:09 am
((UNS - Will, Amaya))
The Satan Owl laughed out loud. Lucien and Thomas's plans were just that amusing. Lucien was over thinking, and Thomas was Thomas. Sometimes, people just missed the forest for the trees. It was only so obvious that Roulin and the Night Owls would act. They were just that predictable. Vincent's plan wasn't that great either, though being the ridiculous person Will was, Will might have considered voluntarily waltzing into New York just for the hell of it and the fun it would be. Screw covertness, and screw waltzing in on behalf of the UNS. He had other connections. But Will didn't really care about all this planning, even if some of his own businesses had been affected by the takeover and chaos in New York. No one in the UNS knew that he funded the Fallen Phoenix, and no one would ever find out. The bout between Lucien and Vincent and the slight destruction that resulted only made him laugh more. It was highly probable that the silent Johan would come up with something more effective than all three of the ones who had voiced plans. "Well, well, what highly competent leaders we have," Will remarked sarcastically with a smirk. He glanced toward Vincent with an amused look.
Amaya didn't understand French, so she didn't know what Vincent was saying. However, even if she did, she would have reacted the same way. "Vincent..." She tried to hug Vincent. The boy was crying. "It's ok, Vincent... Amara's not the only one who cares about you. Let's bake something later, okay?" The Clueless Owl offered softly. She was glad no one had gotten seriously hurt.
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((UNS - Armand))
The people that Bailey fought were all UNS members earlier. Well, yeah, and two of those three people were Armand and Daryle, though Itachi did the attacking. Maybe the girl would remember. The red headed scientist sighed and patted Daryle on the shoulder. "Calm down. You're going to overwhelm the poor girl with your strawberry words, Daiquiri." He smiled at Bailey. "Nice to meet you too, Bailey."
Meanwhile, inside one the kitchens in the same UNS building, cooks and staff were shocked to see random ingredients floating. However, they soon realized that there was probably one culprit who caused the incident. The ingredients were being mixed handlessly and in some sort of order, and soon a batch of croissants and other items were being baked in the oven.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 7:22 am
(( gonk Sorry this took so long Luna! sweatdrop )) Luna Kosane Cecilia prepared herself for another attack when she noticed that Nik appeared to be looking for something. Scratching her head in bewilderment, she looked at him. She rolled her eyes upon realizing what he was searching for. With a sigh of frustration, she began to help him look around. She found his glasses kicked off a few feet away and walked over to them, picked them up and brought them back to him. "You know the enemy won't care whether or not you lose your glasses," she said in a rather lecturing tone of voice. "That'll be the last thing they worry about." She put the sunglasses in his hands and jumped back waiting for him to ready himself again. (( such a bleh post... not good by my standards, but meh, what am I gonna do, I suck at fight scenes. ))
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 9:54 am
Kojiro was somewhat surprised that such a strangely shaped snack was made of potato, he grabbed some and tried them,"...How odd..." he mumbled. Kojiro managed to have another bite of his sandwich,"...I miss it a little...but it doesn't bother me too much." he admitted. He looked at Ana and sighed,"...Well I hope she feels better..." he mumbled, lightly putting his hand on her head,"...We do have a long way to go...But I won't be giving up any time soon, we will just keep fighting on...right?" he figured.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 10:27 am
While there was a small pause in the attack, Cecilia imagined what it would have been like if she had gone against Roulin or perhaps Anderson. She would most likely be getting her a** handed to her right about now. However, she seemed fairly even with Nikolai in terms of hand to hand skill. But Nikolai had said that he was rusty so that must've meant that he was most likely still better than her. She couldn't wait until the ranged combat session. That was where she would truly shine. As Nikolai moved forward to perform a drop kick on Cecilia, the young cosmic owl side stepped and while Nik was in the air, she brought her elbow down very forcefully, aiming it at his chest hoping to knock him to the ground. Bailey looked from Armand to Daryle. Were they really part of the group that she had been searching for all of these years? Had she finally found them? Just how many were there in the group? She rubbed the back of her head feeling the small sting of a light head-ache. The two before her seemed full of energy, especially the one named Daryle. She placed her feet on the floor and stood up. She wobbled slightly before she regained her balance and full use of her legs. "If you are part of the UNS, then that means my search is over," she said in disbelief. "After all these years." When she spoke, it seemed like she was very relieved.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 10:54 am
Ah-choo!" Anya sneezed rather loudly. A random sneeze like that was a sure sign that someone, somewhere was talking about you. Anya frowned, figuring she knew exactly who that was. It was most likely Lucien or Thomas or Will. But she shoved that thought from her mind as she remembered what it was that she was supposed to be doing at the moment: Sparring with Aeon. However, she could see that Anderson and Roulin were already quite involved in their fight now. She scowled and called out to the two of them. "You guys do remember that Noel told us not to spar using our powers yet, right?!" she rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to Aeon. "Let's get started, shall we?"
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((@Nicko: Are you not able to separate your blocks of text into actual paragraphs? sweatdrop It's kind of difficult to read a post that has a single block of text...))
The mention of Anya did catch Johan's attention. His eyes narrowed as he addressed both Lucien and Vincent on the matter. "If either of you mention that name again, you will both answer to me. I don't care what your status is, Lucien, you will never mention that name in my presence again. You will regret it if you do. Don't ever rile Anya up. Even with your so called Negation abilities as the new Death Owl, she can kill you if riled up too much. Consider yourself lucky that she hasn't already killed you..."
That said, the Mirroring Owl sighed and closed his eyes to try to calm himself down before speaking. He had never spoken so much all at once before. "You all are simply wasting the little time we have already established that we had in the first place..." he said aloud. The normally stoic man was beginning to feel a tug on his patience now with all this pointless arguing. "Why don't we split up our forces? Attack from different angles in different methods? That way, we can lower the chances that Raven's forces can overwhelm us with their sheer numbers. If Roulin and the Night Owls are planning to try to save the captives, then we can use that to our advantage later when they arrive in New York. We can draw as much of the rebellious Owls away from where Lomoli and Khalifa are being held, as well as bring that Exire army to their knees. We can make the Night Owls and Roulin deal with the Fallen Pheonix and Raven if necessary.
"As for the flooded sub-terrain, we can have Itachi here ramp up his heat abilities and basically cause all that water to evaporate anyway. He can also take some soldiers with him to invade from underground if needed." It was clear that Johan was not a fan of speaking out and interrupting a planning session out of turn, but he would do so if it was necessary to get the team back on track. Despite his disdain for speaking out of turn, Johan was giving off his ideas in a matter of fact and slightly hasty fashion because he seemed like the only person who was conscious of the fact that they were wasting time by arguing over who's plan was best and who shouldn't insult whom. "As for Vincent's idea of sending in one of our own to infiltrate the enemy... It may not be such a bad idea. Why not send in someone they haven't seen, like that Owl we just captured here in France? What was her name again... Bailey? They haven't seen her yet. Why not send her in as a spy? Granted, sending any sort of spy in has a huge risk, but we won't know if it works until we try it."
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 11:41 am
(( Sure not a problem 3nodding normally i do that anyways, I guess I'm just getting lazy with my posts xd ))
Lucien looked towards Johan with a small smirk. "Ouch my pride." In a sarcastic almost Will like tone. He listened to what he had to say regarding their next move, as for the Anya bit he would let it go, he had escalated this entire fiasco far to much already there wasn't any point in continuing to ruffle up the feathers of the rest of his teammates. He assumed Johan had a connection to Anya much in the way he had a connection to Amara, he could understand Johan's protective nature it was one of the things they had in common.
"We may not be able to send in Bailey, she's not exactly a full member and her powers, as I hear, are rather erratic we don't have tim to build up a mental fortitude to withstand the urge to kill and we can't have her randomly killing Owls and humans in New York." Johan and he were thinking similar on the subway plan, Itachi's heat powers could no doubt do it with ease. "I like the idea of him taking a platoon of soldiers with him, but then all they have to worry about it targetting, unless they're at a station they will be flying blind on where they are." He thought for a moment and smiled. "We'll add an X-Ray Owl with him, to peer beyond the confindes of the subway and see where they are."
He looked towards the others and smiled. "I love how you all think I'm a monster yet you're all willing to throw away Roulin and his group like trash. Every plan suggests waiting for them to strike and then using our forces to get rid of their normal Owl army while they plunge head first into the group of owls who took Moli and Khalifa in the first place.....Don't get me wrong I see the benefit I understand that using them would almost certainly lead to a victory but.......I can't, no I won't use them like this."
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 12:10 pm
((@Nicko: lol it's okay. I was just wondering why there were these huge blocks of text lol))
Johan simply rolled his eyes at Lucien's stubbornness. Even though Lucien acted all knowledgeable and noble, he really should just give up on his noble ideals for this one mission. Sometimes, noble thoughts really had no place in battle fields. "I applaud your ideals, Lucien, but don't you think that this case could function as an exception to your rules?" Johan asked simply. "I wasn't throwing Roulin and his group out like trash as you say. For this mission, its either us or them. Would you prefer us provide cover for them when they are our enemies? Despite any history you may share with Roulin, you should forget about it and move on with your life to accomplish your goals.
"The only way we can possibly take down Raven and the Exire army is to use what or who we can to accomplish that goal. So it is pointless and a waste of valuable time for you to put up a noble front now." Johan stated flatly. He honestly didn't care what history Lucien shared with Roulin and the Night Owls in the past. It shouldn't have any bearing on Lucien's decision making processes. "For being a scientific person as you said before, you are awfully hypocritical by attempting to defend the Night Owls now...." Johan did not go into detail on that point. He knew Lucien was smart enough to know what he had meant by saying that just now.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 12:22 pm
((UNS - Armand))
Armand’s eyes remained on Bailey. She seemed relieved as she looked at him and Daryle and then stood up shakily. “You’ve been searching for the UNS?” The Prankster Owl grinned. “Well, we’re here to help.” He poked Daryle as a thunk on the door to the room sounded. “Oh, food’s here!” The telekinetic opened the door and a cart manned by no one rolled in with a bunch of food and nonalcoholic drinks. There was one giant croissant on there, the size of Daryle’s head. It was probably pretty obvious who that croissant was for. The red head picked up the big croissant and presented it with a bow to Daryle. ”And here is your winning croissant!” He chuckled. ”Hungry, Bailey?” Maybe they'd chat over Bailey's background over food. For safety purposes now, it would probably be best for Bailey not to leave the room. A table of sorts randomly popped down from the side of the room and formed in the center. Chairs rose from the sides of the room as well. Clearly, a certain someone had put in random functions in the room that were turning out to be useful.
((Feel free to make up food))
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