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 Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 2:14 pm
L sighed and nodded at Che as he passed. He'd been far to focused on hiding himself and not enough on sensing his fellow heralds. Shoving his hands into his pockets L rounded the corner. He fixed his dark glasses as he looked at ember, wondering if she even recognized him. Considering she had only ever known him as a 24 year old and quite recently jumped at least 10 years he doubted it. L stood up straight eliciting a crack from his back and grinned sheepishly at ember. "okay okay , I wont move an inch"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 2:17 pm
((TFP---Raven))
Raven smiled in satisfaction as she watched her shockwave send Roulin crashing through a huge Greek styled pillar that stood out side an impressive looking museum. Her smile only increased when Roulin proceded to crash into said museum. Though, she did find it annoying that the museum entrance collapsed soon after he entered. “Oh my…I do hope he is ok.” She said softly, being so obviously sarcastic. That it was just plain bitchty. Raven began to walk towards the ruined entrance, with each step sending small waves of pain from the numerous cuts and bruises on her body. This was nothing though. She has had worse injuries. “Come now Roulin! Surly this is not the end of you! I expected so much more!!!”
When she was close enough, Raven fired a shockwave, aiming to clear the rubble away. She wanted to see Roulin’s condition. She wanted to confirm that he was not down and out quite yet. Because, she was still up for a nice…long…fight. And hell, Roulin had riled her up to this point. So he should be the one that she wiped the floor with. When the rubble had cleared away enough to form a somewhat safe entrance, Raven walked forwards laughing softly as she recited some sort of dark poem…mocking Roulin further still…
“Little Owl you have wondered far from home,
Look at how tired and weak you have grown,
Your wings are broken, your feathers bent,
So wasteful was how your time was spent.
Fear not for I shall see that you sleep,
A bed of woven thorns will make a heap,
Close your eyes and banish the all the pain,
Leave behind all your fears,dreams and shame…”
((TFP---Nat))
Nat’s eyes widened when a strange female seemed to ghost her way into the room. He stepped backwards, placing more distance between himself and the mysterious beauty. “I…I cant allow you to take them.” He pulled out his twin daggers and stood in front of Moli and Khalifa. “I can not step aside and do nothing.” The young Owl knew he didn’t stand a chance against Kate. If things got dire, he would have to risk borrowing one of their powers…A big risk, but that was one of the few options available to him. “I am warning you, come any closer and I will kill one of them!” Could he really kill another? He hands are yet to be stained with the blood of another. For her has not yet killed anyone personally. Even when they overtook New York, Nathanial had proceeded to watch…Death scared the kid, so dealing it out was a big leap…one that may see him falling flat on his face.
((UNS---Daryle))
After the head disappeared out of Daryle’s sight, he sighed in great relief. “Hehehe….that was a close call for us Bailey! But I saved us!” He puffed out his chest as though he was a hero…when he was nothing more than a fool. It was safe to say that, if a certain blonde haired male had seen Daryle’s outlandish display…well the Breezy Owl would probably find himself in a pit full of zombies.. Daryle glanced upwards towards the sky. The power radiating all around New York was giving him a headache. He glanced over his shoulder towards Bailey and smiled. “How are you coping with this work? This is the easy part. No big fight scenes for us just yet…Though I am not much of a fighter. I would rather avoid causing harm, ya know?” He grinned a big old goofy grin before doing the robot and sending approaching people flying backwards. “OOOOOO I’m in the mood for dancing! Romancing! Oooo I’m giving it all tonight!!” Yes, the cheery Owl…still remained cheery…
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 2:26 pm
Demios smirked as he looked at Nova "You know you're pretty good, a lot better than I expected" He said as the balls began to fly at him "Revertum!" He said simply forcing some of the incoming balls to reflect and fly back. About half of them destroyed each other, while the rest were split between flying at Nova and hitting Demios. It took him a second to recover, but he then flew into the air and began absorbing light forming a sphere of energy infront of him "Solar Beam!" He said as the sphere fired a lazer of energy, sun light, and heat at Nova. Once the beam finished he flew lower and readied for Nova to attack again.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 2:59 pm
The rubble under which Roulin's body lay was being toppled over and displaced by Raven's multiple shockwaves. The downed owl was far from dead, but he was more than fatigued at this point. Her rhyming taunt only fueled his already bubbling frustration. How could he beat someone who was born with possibly the best offensive and defensive power known to Owlkind? He too had the power, but she had his heart. A method of revitilization...a spare heart and spare pair of lungs one could say.
He could feel her footsteps upon the ground as she sauntered over to him. What was he to do besides attempt to suprise her? He needed to use a bit more strategy here because now, he had an idea of how to stop the girl. To do so, he'd need less than a foot of space between him and her. Raven, the great destroyer, was within range now and he had to try something. Now that his bones were healed, he raised his hand and fired a pencil thin beam of light for the taunting owl's shoulder.
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(Soliel was in the process of sinking into the ground.)
The Magma Owl's body had finally seeped into the Earth by the time Anderson's attack streamed towards him. He had his attack strategy ready, but it's effectiveness would be diminished now that Anderson had taken to the air. Soliel began to shoot streams of magma from the earth below up at Anderson. A few of them were regular spouts mimicking that of a volcanic eruptions. Others were full formed hands dripping with molten rock and burning metals and cement. From the ground, Soliel's voice thundered out deeply, "I will burn you alive Night Owl! I'll melt the flesh from your bones!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 3:23 pm
((UNS - Amaya))
Amaya followed right behind Itachi, using his lead as a guide. She created barriers to prevent other harms from hurting their group and to block some projectiles and sometimes, if there was enough charge, to reverse the direction of the trajectory. The Clueless Owl was much more forgiving than Itachi who clearly had no qualms about killing people that were enemies. Amaya was trying as well. Itachi had beat it into her head that if those people were dead set on killing them, it was either Amaya die or they die, and Amaya wanted to protect Itachi. This idealogiy differed greatly from Armand's. As a result, the Clueless Owl was a bit confused. Itachi moved a bit too fast for Amaya though, and the zig zagging was making her slightly dizzy. She was caught badly offguard by a terrakinetic and found herself somehow surrounded in a earth sphere. Clearly, the other NPCs of the UNS group had somehow missed this person too. It was probably because this person was doing it from a distance. No! I can't burden Ita like this! The Clueless Owl sparked as she tried to free herself from the sphere. Maybe if she concentrated on one section of the sphere, it would give way. Hopefully, the rest of the sphere wouldn't cave in on her.
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((UNS - Armand))
Armand hadn't made a move to attack or defend. Johan had led the three of them to the area where Raven and Roulin were battling. Of course, this meant everyone else fighting was there too....this was the heart of the raging battle. A small smile was still on his face, but it was sad. He didn't quite agree with everything Johan said. The Prankster Owl did look for the good in people after all. It was unfortunate that Raven was the way she was. She must have had an abusive life....and the UNS, more specifically Thomas, had not helped. Unlike Luca, Armand did not boast about his name or do anything. "Well, on the contraire Johan....if someone called you 'Mommy', would you laugh and hug? And viruses need to be loved too for they give us vaccines!" the red head said amiably with a smile. In the vicinity, he also spotted Demios, who was now fighting another magic user it seemed on the Fallen Phoenix's side, and Anya's reminiscent poison green glow, which came not from an black haired Anya but a blonde woman. He raised an eyebrow. Ah, Nova, that was Demios's opponent's name. The one that Armand had basically suggested a temporary truce with in Paris that last time all the teams were congregated there. The scientist felt a strange boost in his energy as he was somehow granted telepathy, although he did not know it was because of Victoria, the Mind Herald.
It was only by luck that he found out. Hmm...I wonder how Dessie is doing...
....Armand? Did I just hear his voice?
The scientist blinked. He hadn't expected that, but the situation in front of him was more pressing. The Prankster Owl nodded as Johan stated they would only provide support if one side was toppling. Raven had just got sunk into a plane....yet she was now back with ...a refreshed look? Her energy is stronger now? the scientist thought as Roulin suddenly got blasted past all of them. Armand glanced at Johan. When exactly did landslide apply? Raven was rhyming now! Then again, Roulin was the Life Owl. It was just a matter of being optimistic.
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((UNS - Will))
William DeScythe was still being random when something that was a sore case of circular and round came flying back at him, the same f***ing zombie head from before. What the f***. Idiot zombie adores Satan too much. Going to have to fix that... "Tsch," the Satan Owl scoffed as he booted the dented totally disfigured zombie head off in a random direction. ...it just happened that the zombie head would fall at one Nikolai Krane, who was not the ancestor of Ichabod Krane.
As Will walked along, he picked up a familiar voice, or rather, familiar voices. Che, hmm? Of course you'd be here....is that Ember? Oh, ha! Boy have I got something for her! The devil immediately headed in that direction and found Che and Victoria running toward him, Gaeta being his usual self saying that he would stay right there, and the flaming temperamental Ember. He smirked as he retrieved a can and tossed it up and down in one hand. "Hey, Che...Vicky....Gaeta....Ember....heard you were looking for booze all the way from the other side of the universe." The can in Will's hand went up and down as it bounced in the air and was thrown up and caught repeated by Will's hand. "This here is a special type of booze..." He smirked. "Of course, being so special, you can only get it from me, and you won't be able to find it breaking into any cellars."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 3:29 pm
((TFP---Raven---Hope this is alright e.e))
Raven was still smiling triumphantly as she walked casually into the museum. Her arms hung at her side as her body swayed with each step. Had she not become a terrorist, she could have gone into modelling. She located Roulin’s seemingly lifeless body and sighed “Don’t tell me you really are out for the count. I will be sorely disappointed if that were the case.” She continued to advance. Completely unaware that Roulin was simply biding his time. Waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike Raven…and boy was she surprised when Roulin did strike. “Wh----?” She never finished the simple word as her shoulder was pierced very effectively by Roulin’s beam of light. The beam acted more or less like a bullet, and man, it hurt like hell…
Raven stumbled backwards and instinctively brought a hand to where the beam had struck. A clean entrance and exit wound leaked crimson red blood on both sides of her shoulder. The warm liquid seeped through her fingers as she stared at it in disbelief. This was the first time that she had suffered such an injury. Sure it was not fatal…but it was still no cut. Her eyes were still wide in shock as she glanced back at Roulin. Her anger and frustration growing all the more unpredictable. “Y…Y…You b*****d!” Her teeth gritted together, the whole shoulder injury was not helping her to keep her concentration in check.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 3:39 pm
Anderson looked towards the ground as the magma began to erupt, His body began to glow with the same energy which had replaced his internal structures. He flew through the air nimbly dodging the blasts of superheated magma. He had to use more then just fancy aerial maneuvering to dodge not only the magma flying into the air but the magma that was falling down from the sky as well. He spun firing several smaller blasts of black energy up towards the magma as they collided the magma fizzled out, but there was still of course more to come. "We shall see." He said in an almost metallic voice. He spun downward as he landed on a chunk of land that had yet to be swept away by the magma. He looked around a bit trying to see what was still around him.
He looked to the side to see his dragon pinned to the ground, it was odd to him to that it would simply sit there and do nothing. "I guess it's more docile then I first thought." He said as he leapt forward, leaping across thin air as he closed the distance between his dragon and himself. He raised his hand as Dante's old silver blade formed in his hand. He gripped the massive blade and slashed downward as he began to cut through the chains. He leapt upward landing on his dragon's body. He spun around slashing the blade a few times as it released shockwaves of energy towards Soliel, Anderson stood on his now freed dragon as they both rose into the air, the dragon's mighty serpentine body flowed elegantly trough the sky as it swooped down breathign out a stream of dawn like silver flames.
Lucien was suprised to say the least at the arrival of Will on the scene. At this point in time he had two options, to remain hidden, or to materialize himself, well of course he was going t ochoose the obvious one. He drew his mist in from the surrounding area as it reformed his body standing next to Will's. "I didn't expect to see you here Will, well I didn't expect to see any of you here really." he said as he looked at Victoria and Che, as well as L. "Two heralds, and the successor to the God Owl, quite the group I must say." He smiled a little. "Oh and Che, sorry about killing your wife and cutting off your head, it was nothing personnal." He said with a sly grin, he had no intention of recreating that situation again, killing his former best friends father was awkward enough the first time.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 4:40 pm
Jaylin scared Danny to hell and back as he swerved forward dodging his bullets and lifted his fist to strike Danny once more. The corpse owl flinched, closing his eyes, turning his head and moving his hands up to block the other owl in an attempt to try and cushion the blow. for several moments he stood as he was, waiting for the impact to come, but it didnt and danny opened his eyes only to nearly faint seeing how close he was to this living owl. suddenly he collapsed on the ground in front of Jaylin, shaking like there was no tomorrow.
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Ember caught up to L with in a few moments and was startled to see who it was she had caught. "Fancy meeting you here in this trash heap" she said and turned as Will caught her attention approaching them with his famous cynical smile, "booze huh? you have my attention..." she replied and another voice caught her off guard as Lucien appeared randomly, "what the hell is with people today" she said getting slightly ticked when he ignored her, "you know it pisses me off when you address the others and i seem to be brushed to the gutter" she hissed glaring at lucien ready to cook him right there with her temper snapping as it was. What was with people today.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 4:53 pm
Che was taken by suprise by Will when he arrived in the area. He almost attacked him due to his currently skittish disposition, but once he realized that he was the Owl of Satan, he calmed and return to his usual demeanor. The mastering owl didn't speak to the man as it seemed he had a purpose for being there. To bother Ember with alcohol. Fine. If the herald would take the bait, he wouldn't complain. If it killed her, which he doubted it would, he'd dance.
When Lucien arrived beside Will and spoke his smug entrance speech, Che looked down at the genius with a smirk. "Nah, Felicia was holding me back...the old bag...you did me a favor. And my head...and my power? I needed a haircut. I need another one as you can see." the bushy raven haired man retorted. He remained staring at the kid, his gaze fueled by animosity now. Of course Felicia was the only person that he'd ever truly loved besides his mother, Dante and his children. Another thing he loved was his job. His job that Lucien and Thomas now both shared and passed back and forth like a cheap whore. "I don't have to tell you that I'm going to get my job back even if it kills...well...you do I?"
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Roulin, still beneath the rubble, finally decided to escape through the cracks as a stream of sand. He reshaped to the right of it, then took off his half destroyed leather coat. It wasn't going to protect him from anything these Owls had to offer. With one last sigh, he mumbled a curse beneath his breath and looked over in the direction where he felt the energy drop. It was the area that Cecilia had shot off to....ohhh...that wasn't good....he needed to take down Raven as fast as he could. There wasn't much time to spare, but until he saw to it that she was put away, he wouldn't depart from this fight.
Roulin clenched his chest for dear life, scared of what the outcome of the fight may be then shot to his feet. He started a run, then leapt atop the rubble before jumping from it. "Hey Raven!?" Roulin yelled at her. He wanted her to see this...to just turn her eyes in his direction as fast as her frustrated eyes would allow. He unleashed a shockwave down into the rocks below causing pieces of fossils, paintings and plane parts to spray out in all directions. Using a bit of telekinesis, he was able to focus a good amount her way.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 4:56 pm
"Ah looks like yet another fire based Owl glares daggers at me." He said softly. He noticed that the fire based Owls really didn't seem to like him, Soliel, Itachi and Ember. "Forgetting you? And here I thought Heralds were above such a simple matter. I suppose you're all just as human as the rest of us." He smirked a little as he looked towards the hot tempered fire Herald, althoguh he would rather not fight such an opponent, especially with the other's supposedly close by. "But relax, I didn't come to fight, the other members of the UNS are taking care of that for me. As well as a fraction of the Fallen Phoenix's Army but that's irrelevant." He never knew Will was such an alhoholic, it wasn't exactly a big suprise but it was just something he had never thought about. "I would expect nothing less from the might Che, but don't worry I will gladly give you back the UNS once my plan has finished. Afterall there's not much point in the dead leading a multibillion dollar company." he smiled a little, thinking about his inevitable demise. Lucien opened his mouth to speak again as a mighty noise shook the very core of the ground, the buildings shook and the ground broke at the sheer might of the force. Lucien's head shot into the sky as a beam filled the sky with an indescribable power. Memories flooded his mind as he remembered this happening once before. "Oh my god! Demios!" He shouted as he spun towards the direction in which the beam was traveling. The beam tore through all matter in it's way, until it's target was obvious, Demios, or rather Body.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 5:25 pm
((TFP---Raven---Hope this is alright e.e))
Raven’s mind was still reeling over the bullet like hit. So much so that she barely even registered Roulin leaping up from beneath the rubble and then releasing a shockwave at the rocks below. Just as he had secretly wanted, Raven did turn her eyes in his direction. Her icy blue eyes were filled with confusion and hostility. She was not able to summon up a shockwave to deflect all of the things that flew towards her…a large amount of the items seemed to be zooming in on her with impressive precise. Almost like they were being controlled and made to do so. “Its him…”
Raven braced herself for the contact that was definitely going to come. She managed to blast most of the objects flying towards her, but because of her late reaction, she was struck a fair few times. With each hit she was made to step backwards. Screw being pushed back! It was time for her to regain control and stand her ground. She slashed her right arm (The left one being pretty useless because of damaged shoulder) vertically and sent a dozen crescent shaped shockwaves towards Roulin. A few of the shockwaves collided with the flying debris, but enough remained to do damage.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 5:41 pm
((UNS - Armand))
Everything seemed to be going the same way as it had been before. People fighting. People getting hurt. People yelling. People flying. People falling. People smacking each other. Yes, that was normal…until something completely out of proportions came into the radar. Oh, no. Demi. The Prankster Owl frantically broke out of formation and launched himself somewhere in front of the Mystic Owl to intercept the deadly beam fired from the Gigylas Pistol, ignoring the fact that they were on separate teams. This was a superseding cause. Why hadn't anyone paid attention? "Demi!" Armand was working his telekinesis, but unfortunately, he wasn’t fast enough. Luckily, he had placed himself as an obstacle as a last resort because his telekinesis wasn’t doing enough to impede the gun beam. Who in the world could anyway? He narrowed his brows as the beam shot scathingly closer and closer. He was going to take the hit.
Demi. Dessie.
Desiree Girard, his dear buddy and sort of self declared mentor from when he first entered the UNS orphanage in Russia.... he had closed up due to the circumstances of losing his whole family and belongings and everything. She opened him up. They had met prior to this trip to New York with the usual. Dessie was doing fine, and so was the other orphan from their time that had joined Dessie in helping with the orphanage, Estas Landry. Estas was a great cook, but Armand was better. The Spanish Owl had joked that Armand was always getting people fat with sweets and unintentionally garnered the attention of Dessie, who asked Estas if he was calling her fat.....
He still remembered some of those times when Demios was a still a young child in the UNS. The boy had come crying to him a couple of times because he felt like an outcast to the other kids in the UNS. Amara had been beating on him, and the Mystic Owl had felt all alone. The two had grown pretty close, and Armand found himself more attached to that younger generation than he should have. There was that time they made tacos together, and the multiple times, Demios enjoyed learning how to cook and prank others. There were….
The bright beam thundered its way into Armand, bowling into Armand as if the French man was but an ant in the way of a bowling ball. The impact was horrendous. This wasn’t something that could be healed. There was energy involved. The scientist’s body lurched as he began to plummet toward the ground. Ow….that….really really hurt…. Understatement. The pain was excruciating. It was only luck that Armand was still conscious. Despite the pained expression that flickered onto his face at first, Armand managed to wipe the expression off and put on a smile as he fell. I hope that blocked some of it…. But it had gone clean through him. He tried to crane his neck to look toward at Demios.
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((UNS - Will - I'll put this in a different post.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 6:05 pm
Demios turned as he herd Armand and then froze for a moment. The beam was rushing towards him, at least until Armand got in the way. He couldn't believe that Armand would take the hit for him. He was stunned until he saw Armand plummet. "Armand!" He yelled as he turned away from Nova and rushed down to catch Armand. As they neared the ground Demios worried he wouldn't catch Armand. He closed his eyes and remembered all the times that Armand had saved him. When he opened his eyes he had a new determination and flew as fast as he could until he caught Armand shortly before they would have crashed into the ground. Once he had him he landed and looked at Armand with tears in his eyes, it was obvious Armand wouldn't survive. "No! Armand, why did you do that...why did you take the shot for me" He asked. He looked Armand in the eyes not sure if he could do anything. "You can't leave me here....you can't leave me alone" He said he thought for a moment "I know I can use my magic, maybe I can use a spell" He said hoping he could heal him, even though he knew even with his magic and heralds abilities it was pretty hopeless. "Please Armand, we still have so many people to prank" He said sadly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 6:08 pm
Timothy was still seated at the makeshift bar his drunken hotheaded friend had managed to find and salvage. He wasn't drinking anymore. He had stopped once Ember pryed herself from the wooden trail on which drinks were slid down. He could feel many changes in energy where he sat. Some big, some gargantuan...some small, some microscopic. The electromagnetic sighed as he began to think back when life was easier than this. When he loved and cared. When he wasn't a damn Herald....
The bar was ripped away by the Giygas Pistola's blasts as well as many many buildings behind it and in front of it. Timothy didn't break a sweat nor did he blink in the face of it. The calm owl turned his back on it and began to walk out of where the door should've been standing. It was time to go. The signal had been shown to him. It was time to serve his purpose and let his opponents know that the Heralds were a force to be reckoned with.
Electricity whipped from his hands and the metallic shavings of the ground below. The attached to his skin as each sparking tendril retracted into his body. As he walked on, a dejected scowl deformed his usually straight lips and more of his body became plated in a dark silverish alloy. This was another side of his power. The power he was fitting to display against the opposition. Only his face was left out of the transformation. He eyes become blotted and white and he leaped into the air taking off toward where he felt Raven was.
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Roulin's gaze of determination bore holes into Raven's right arm, his current and last target. If he could take that out, then he hoped that Raven wouldn't have as much direction on her ability any more with or without the revitilization of the heart of life. He was now able to see Raven's shockwaves in full view. He owed this much to fighting against it so much. How to get around them wasn't going to be much of a problem...was the attack made just so he could counter how he had planned to? Either Raven was slipping, or she was baiting him. At this point it didn't matter. He had his opening. He had Raven.
The versatile teen dove into his mix of powers and drew from it the ability of teleportation. He passed her attack and teleport only two feet away the from dangerous owl leader. In an uppercutting motion and a scream that tore at his vocal like flames, he thrusted a shockwave at Raven's right arm. He gave this attack most of his current strength. If he needed to, he'd boost to his Life Owl form. He prayed it wouldn't come to that because if it did, there would be a localized earthquake of catastrophic proportions.
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Thomas was on his way back to the jet that he and his team had rode in on. His current job was done. Taking out men, women and children who were in opposition to America. He was whistling a tune, highstepping to the feeling of victory. His joy blinded him to the massive blast of energy that tore through the buildings to the right of him. He was nearly taken away by it, but he managed to dodge by leaping forward. His gun and his hat though weren't so lucky....
"Goddamn it!" The western yelled at the top of his lungs. "My ******** hat! Those...those dang Heralds!" The cowboy wasn't in the least bit happy about what had just occurred. He managed to escape the blindside attack with his life though. Barely. It was now that he decided to just move towards the jet as a brisk pace. Either that or find some people to kill. Off in the distance, he could feel a Herald's energy. It was Embers. Off to his side, he could sense another Herald though much much weaker than a regular Light Herald. "Hmph...free kill."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 6:22 pm
((UNS - Will))
"Of course I do, Embrrrr. That coldness from you is certainly burning." The Satan Owl was not even close to being an alcoholic. Ember, however, was an alcoholic, and Will was just around to fool around with her since they hadn't spoke for some time.
The devil only smirked when the new intruder Lucien appeared from mist....at least until Lucien spoke of Che and Felicia. The smile on his face darkened. However, Che retorted back at Lucien. Will would have egged Che on to kill Lucien then and there, but clearly, that would be stupid because it would give Thomas full reign of Death again. Blah blah blah blah, Lucien sure had a way with his own words. The new fledgling Death Owl's arrogance quite possibly rivaled Will's to some extent, or maybe it was really because Lucien was a dense dumbass who just happened to have an IQ over 180. If Satan had spoken, his words could have very well been along the lines of "Get your f***ing a** out of here right now before I blow your f***ing head off. Go do your own f***ing work, you sorry excuse for a shitty evil Owl."
But Lucien lucked out. Before Will or Ember or Gaeta or Che had a chance to respond, something interfered. The Giygas Pistola. Body. Demios. Sh*t. Will's eyes flashed as Lucien looked in the direction of Demios. "Che, go do what you have to do." The Satan Owl tossed the can he was toying with to Ember. "Your booze, Ember. Sit tight and be a good girl. It's a special type of champagne." The truth of the matter was that the can was not really champagne. It was wasabi soda.....
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