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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 1:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 4:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 5:25 pm
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Z was going to do no such thing. He wasnt about to let himself be scrutinized for doing what he thought and knew was right. Not only that but Izunami was right. Information on a text level, especially about a person of interest, wasnt useless. It was more powerful then any gun or sword.
Just because you fail to realize the power books hold doesnt mean the rest of us must follow suit!
As Z's voice boomed through the heads of everyone in the complex, a burst of force exploded off of him. With Izunami being so close, she wouldnt feel it, and it wasnt a blast designed to knock people over or effect them really. It was more so to show that Z wasnt going to be following this persons orders and if he and Rachael's body were cast out of the Jarian's, then Z was going to have to accept that.
I didnt go through all of this just to be scrutinized and treated like a traitor by the very people I have served and helped for a good few years simply because I am doing what needs to be done to try and circumvent a war!
Z stood in his place for a moment before turning with the books under his arm. He took Izunami's wrist and gently pulled her with. He wasnt going to let Viva nor anyone in the base think she was a threat. And he was angered by the fact that he was going to have to do the same after he had worked so long with Record...
Record, if he had seen Z he would have been ashamed of his actions right now, Z was sure of it.
But as Z walked from the vault with Izunami in tow his mind picked up the paper that had fallen from the book and slipped it back inside. Nothing was getting left behind, he was going to make sure that every peice of the books were put into quaentie and kept safe. Either here, or some place else that he knew it wouldnt fall into the wrong hands.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 5:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 7:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 2:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 3:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 6:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 7:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 7:48 pm
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❖ Izunami ❖ The Red Shula
As Z confronted the figure before them, just like she had, she smiled at him. A faint blush then tainted her cheeks as he gently took hold of her wrist and pulled her along. She felt a bit better about everything, but a small tingle n the back of her mind began to bother her, like it wasn't all over. And before she knew it, it had happened. Crying out, her wrist broken from Z's grasp, Izunami now thrown against a solid door. "Ahhh!", she screamed, trying to break from the figures hold. "Let...me...go!!!", she yelled. She knew not of what this person spoke of. Izunami had no master, she wasn't playing any game. "I have no....Master!!", she shouted.
Within her mind, her eye's clenched shut, her memories, which were once looked away by a long forgotten fire demon spell, was now breaking, rather quickly. Anger and fear began to overcome the gentle and carefree fire demon. And as her frustration and anger grew, her eye's began to open, her fiery hues glowing. Before she knew it, a growl emitted form her lips. If she grew any angrier, it would prove quite dangerous for everyone in the room. Izunami would revert to her true demon form. But as of right now, the lock upon her memories was quickly shattering, and the little sanity she still had, was hanging on by a thread. "Let...me...go", she shouted once more.
A faint symbol upon her arm began to glow, a symbol of her clan, the once forgotten lost clan of fire demons. There story, written in a few history books, if read was left with a lot of questions, and the truth was locked away in Izunami's mind. But if the figure known as Viva didn't release her soon, it would surface.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 8:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 10:11 pm
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Z whirled around and looked at Viva. Z had had enough. When he questioned Z's loyalty, Z could handle that. Barely. But when he threatened Izunami Z was done playing good solider.
Thats it!
Z reached out and ripped Izunami from Viva's grasp. Z wasnt physically powerful, but his mind was and could generate almost limitless fields of power, though their ranges varried. With Izunami coming towards Z, he sent a wave that began to sheer off tile, paint, anything that wants apart of the walls themselves, sheering them off and breaking them.
Z's arms were outstreched as he waited to grasp Izunami. The wave wouldnt harm her, Z's mind wouldnt allow that. Viva however would, if he didnt go to where he had appeared from, would end u p caressing the vault door. The floor around Z began to bubble alittle, no more then a three foot radius though and this wasnt part of his minds doing.
Z failed to see what was happening to Izunami, both physically and mentally. He was focusing to much now on defending and attacking.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 10:42 pm
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Viva turns and looks at Z. Fury plain on his face. His eyes flare white and Z's power seems to disperse around him. Viva shrugs off the wave with no visable sign of the effect. He stalks forward ignoring the debris bouncing off of him.
"I don't care about your damn feeling for her. If the clan is in danger I'll defend it with my life. And no one, not Izunami, not Memnon, and surly not you will stand in my way."
Viva raise his hand towards Z. Twice he had attacked him, twice he had endangered the clan, twice he had disrepected chain of command. Light starts to build in his hand as he gather power to attack. Just when he was about to unleash the stored power he stops.
The power dispersed form him. He lowers his hand and relaxes a small smile on his face. His eyes glance form Izunami to Z.
:No...I won't degrade myself to your level Z. If you want Ms. Izunami to leave here alive, you'll do what I say. She can leave, but you two come with me to speak to this Memnon. Afterwords, regardless of the outcome of the talk, she will leave the base. You will stay here and wait. You will be forbidden to leave untill Ms. Lutia herself decides what to do with you."
Viva crosses his arms and looks at them. This entire situation was blowing up way more than it needed. The last thing he would do would be to devlove the situation into open combat in the base.
"Oh, in case your trying to get ideas, you two are deep into one of the most heavly armed locations to have ever existed. Facing someone who has access to all the security codes and weapons in this facility. I could put this place on lockdown in a moments notice. Not to mention i have a room filled with world ending weapons less than five feet behind me. And the only way out is though a trans-dimensional door that I can seal in the blink of a eye form anywhere on the base. You try to resist, I can guarntess that at least one of you will not make out of here alive. Both if I actually try."
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:01 pm
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❖ Izunami ❖ The Red Shula
As the figure began to threaten her even more, a growl emitted from her lips. Not much longer now, the last chain upon her sealed memory would break, and her true demon form would come forth. Her body temp began to rise, her eye's becoming more fiery than normal. And as she was about burst, she was suddenly grabbed by another, being pulled from the others hold. As she came into contact with another body, feeling a familiar presence and scent, Izunami's senses returned, her eye's becoming clear again. "Z...", she said softly. And as her hands rested upon his chest, his focus on the figure that stood before them, Izunami closed her eye's feeling herself being quite drained.
The fore demon could care less about the destruction that was happeing around her. Right now, all she wanted to do was rest, but she knew she couldn't. But as she closed her eye's, for only a brief moment, a flash of a past memory suddenly shot within her mind, making her quickly open her eye's. "What...what was that?" The chains that binded her past togther, shutting it out for so many long years, had down broken, and it began to seep through her mind. But Izunami quickly shook it off, returning her eye's upon the figure who had threatned her. These memories would have to wait, for now.
Breathing a bit heavy, she turned to see what Z was doing, finally noticing the destruction around them. And as she did, she began to think about what the figure had asked her. Memnon was outside, asking for her. But why? She knew nothing of this man, only that he gave her an odd evil chill. "Like I told you before...", she began to say, in between breaths. "I belong to no one. I..I don't know why....he's...he's looking for me" From the moment she first saw him, he didn't seem particularly be interested in her. And besides, she was only there for Blaize. It was then that her eye's widened a bit. "Blaize....", she muttered to herself. Was it actually Blaize who had been looking for her, and Memnon....he was just with her, assisting her? Did she follow her all the way here?
Hearing the figure speak once again, Izunami left her thoughts and gazed upon him, seeing him grow even angrier, and an attack headed for she and Z. But before it was released, it was ceased. Izunami just watched in confusion as the figure spoke, stating that they would go to Memnon and talk this out, but even after that, she would have to leave. "But....", she muttered softly, looking to Z. She liked being with Z, and didn't want to leave his side, but it seems as if she would be leaving, regardless.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:13 pm
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