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 Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 10:38 am
Lorna did not have time to unleash another attack upon Anya for another attack fell upon them. She looked up to see a horde of birds come down upon them attacking anyone in their way. It was clear that they were created by an Owl. They seemed to be attacking both friend and foe. "Oh this is just what I needed!" she cried sarcastically as the rings on her fingers reshaped themselves into small daggers and launched towards the birds striking them dead. However, where some fell, more came. It was then she felt a massive surge of energy that was almost crippling. She struggled to create a forcefield around her in order to keep herself from feeling the affects of Demios's attack, but the shield was not powerful enough to hold the attack long and broke after only a few seconds causing Lorna to fall to her knees. Yet, she refused to allow herself to close her eyes. Slowly, she stood back up and looked towards Anya. "It seems that we may need to put our little fight off for now. It's a little impossible to fight when someone of this power is trying to kill us all. Right now, we we need to focus on trying to help the others calm him down." Cecilia lay in a pool of her own blood, her hand clutched tightly over the bullet wound in order to keep herself from losing more blood than she already had. Even though she could not see the battles that were happening around her, she could sense both the increase in energies and the massive drops in them as well. She felt one drop completely until it completely diminished. As she had not felt this energy before, she did not know who it was. But friend or foe, she felt an overwhelming emotion of sadness for the fallen Owl. It was then after that she felt a massive surge of energy. She could feel it struggling to pull her into death's arms. She recognized the increase in energy as Demios's. She could feel the attack weighing down on her and with hardly any energy to defend herself, all she could do was lie there and wait for death to come. Yet, before she could do so, she felt another energy signature not too far away from her. "Roulin..." she whispered in a weak tone of voice. She remembered him being a minor telepath. Perhaps she could alert him to where she was. He was not too far from her. "Roulin," she mentally called out weakly in attempts to help him find her.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 12:26 pm
((UNS - Will))
Lucien was still trying to hold face, but before Will could respond, Ember dunked wasabi soda on both of them. “Ah….Ember, guess it was too hot for her after all,” the devil joked as Ember flew off like a shooting star, blatantly obvious against the dark night sky. He doubted the Herald had actually been paying attention to the actual useless banter between himself and Lucien. Unlike Lucien who missed the wasabi because he dispersed into mist, Will took the full brunt of the wasabifying effect on his hair. The liquid bubbled a bit as it drenched his hair. He scoffed slightly and shook his blonde hair, probably spraying a couple of people in the process before he touched his hair and denied the wasabi soda a continuing existence. At that point th, Demios had already been hit. How hard was it to hit a flipping giant target anyway? And Lucien was still trying to save face.
Che began to speak at that point, half pleading his case to Lucien, before delivering a requests and orders on what to do. The Satan Owl merely nodded, allowing Che to order him around for the moment. He gave Gaeta a shove in the direction Che had gone. ”Move your a**, Gaeta.”The Light Herald neded a push every now and then to get his a** moving. “Things don’t always go to plan, Lucien.” He smirked. “Well, I’m right behind you, kid. Vicky, come along. You’ve been hiding and bitching so long, you must still be good at dodging, hmm?” The devil wasn’t about to let Mind get killed this time round. The status of Demios and Body had yet to be confirmed. The blonde’s Architect Seal flashed slight as he summoned forth Satan’s wings, and wings only, for now.
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((Other - Genya - working on post.....will come in another post))
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 12:50 pm
"My help? I never thought you would be asking me for help, then again I never thought you would be doing much of anything after I decapitated you. But suprise suprise here you are as alive as two years ago." He said in response to the first part of his speech. Lucien knew Che was right, Roulin was powerful, as powerful as they came and to lose a rival like that would be pointless. Whe Che asked him to go stop Timothy he smiled. "I will do it, as a favor to you for cutting off your head." He said as he looked towards the distance. "However come the next day you and I will again be on opposite sides of the coin, never forget that Che." He glanced towards Will after his own response. "Will when you're involved nothing goes according to plan." He said as he started walking, a small smile spread across his face, he had never fought against the electric Herald, he wondered how infact this would turn out would this be his demise?
Lucien focused as the pair of black feathered wings formed along his back again. He took to the skies, knowing that he needed to stop Timothy, it wouldn't be to hard to miss, he looked like a transformer afterall. Using both his superspeed and telekinesis he blasted through the air, the wings keeping him afloat. It wasn't very long before he came up on the Herald of lightning. He knew his power was electromagnetism, a power he would have to try and fizzle out with his own. Charging a sonic pulse in his right hand he fired it forward towards the lightning Herald. "Timothy you old dog, not even so much as a hi?" Lucien said sarcastically as he attempted to circle around the Herald to cut him off.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 1:54 pm
Once the birds fell from the air around her, Anya began trying to think of a way to get close enough to Lorna to do some decent damage. As of yet, she had yet to even hit the Polaris Owl. She watched the little bit of blood she had left behind on Lorna's metallic claws began to sizzle as the blood began to eat away at the metal like acid. At least that was something. Knowing that made a small smirk come to Anya's lips. She could use that information. As such, while Lorna didn't have her complete attention focused on her at the moment, Anya rushed towards her with her right fist raised. Her hand was stained with some of her own blood from holding some pressure to the gunshot wound on her left shoulder, but she didn't care. This time, the aura surrounding her fist was a wider so Lorna would have to move pretty dark fast to avoid it. But even if Lorna did manage to avoid the fist, Anya had a backup plan. If Lorna managed to dodge her fist, Anya was prepared to swing her leg to knock the Polaris Owl's feet out from under her. Her leg, arm, and entire body was radiating this poisonous and harmful aura.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 1:57 pm
((Other - Genya))
Genya Thorinagano was totally passed out in Demios’s room in the Thorinagano residence in Japan when the whistle aroud his neck began to glow. However, Genya, who had been experimenting, was still fast asleep on the floor…having fallen off a chair in his exhaustion and apparently forgetfulness that sleep was a must even if research was too interesting to drop. His glasses were on the floor beside him. However, the sudden loud abrupt sound of the pages turning in the book alerted the Alchemist Owl to conscience. “Ara????” He drowsily managed to find his glasses and scramble to Demios’s grandmother’s spellbook. “Ooohhh! It’s moving on its own!” And then it landed on a page, and BAM! The Japanese Owl saw a large Raven getting hit by some massive beam of stuff…which appeared to be energy, from what Genya could tell. His eyes squinted as he felt the whistle crack and noticed the whistle glowing. The Raven became the figure of someone very familiar. “Deemios??” The scenes flashed in front of him as if they were a storybook showing on the page of the spellbook. Before long, a bunch of words showed up on the page in rhymed verses. Genya blinked. Somehow, he could tell that this was actually happening to Demios. “Deeeeeemiosssss!!!! You said you would visit again!!!!” he whined out loud. The black haired Owl sighed and then was overtaken with curiosity at the words that had appeared. Maybe it was a spell. It was in the spellbook.
The young Owl pushed his glasses further up his nose and then read the words displayed in the spellbook. …and without even getting a chance to react, Genya Thorinagano and the research bag as well as the spellbook flashed.
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Somewhere else in the house…a familiar tall haired Shield Owl groaned as he heard his brother loudly whining. What’s he having? A nightmare? It’s the middle of the day!
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There was a flash as Genya suddenly appeared in New York City beside Demios in the middle of the large crater. The Alchemist Owl was too oblivious/distracted by Demios’s condition to realize what was going on in the battlefield, and because he was at the deepest part of the crater, his view was obscured. ”Deeemiioooossss!” the Japanese Owl shouted frantically and totally mispronouncing Demios’s name. He immediately rummaged in his bag…which had fallen with him when he fell asleep earlier. He put the spellbook in his bag and then poked Demios. “Hallo? Are you there? It’s too loud…maybe he can’t hear…. HALLOOOO?!!!” Ah, potions to make him feel better! Oh, waiiit! I almost forgot. Genya shoved the whistle into his mouth. Demios did tell him to blow the whistle whenever Genya needed him, right? ...and blow the whistle Genya did...as hard as he could until his face got red.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 2:07 pm
Out of the corner of her eye, Lorna could see Anya coming at her again. The Polaris Owl rolled her eyes, but was rather glad that the fight wasn't over yet. Lorna noticed Anya's fist and feet coming towards her. Because she was in close vicinity, she would have to be hit by one of the blows. Being knocked to the ground by the feet would be less painful than being punched in the face. As she quickly evaded the blow from Anya's fists, she felt her feet slide out from under her as she was knocked to the ground, yet as she fell, she brought her feet around in a low sweeping kit towards Anya. Lorna's boots had metallic toes, which she had surrounded with electromagnetism. Lorna would not go down easily. She did not plan on it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 2:33 pm
Demios could feel himself on the verge of death. He slowly opened his eyes and could tell he wasn't really awake. He could feel himself falling in a strange void. "How could I let myself loose control like that" He asked his voice echoing in the void. The world around Demios was dark and cold he was sure it was where he would wait for death. "Everyone must hate me.....Armand I'm sorry I couldn't be a butterfly" He said his voice echoing again. Demios began to faintly hear a familiar voice calling to him, but it was weak and he couldn't understand it. "Will anyone miss me?" He asked himself. Suddenly he saw a familiar face "Armand?" He asked. He was surprised to see Armand, although it seemed to confirm his feelings of death. He looked down or up he wasn't sure at the moment "Why did you go, why did you leave me there alone" He said as tears formed in his eyes. The ghost Armand shook his head "Your not alone" He said his voice having a ghost like quality. He held his arm out and the image of Genya appeared standing next to him. "Genya! what is he doing here" Demios said. Armand then smiled at him before continuing "He came for you" He said "You should go to him before he gets hurt." Demios nodded to him but frowned "but how will I get there I don't even know where I am" He said sadly. "Follow the whistle" Armand said. Demios however frowned "But what if I can't handle it, what if I hurt someone, how can I ever make up for what I've done" He asked him. Armand held his hand out "Simple be a butterfly" He said then he opened his hand and a butterfly was on his palm. Once the butterfly began to fly the void around Demios turned into a beautiful field with butterflies and birds everywhere. "But, I'll miss you" He said hugging the Armand ghost. Armand hugged him back and ruffled his hair. "Now go" He said simply before vanishing. Demios looked at him as he vanished and felt his tears roll down his face sadly as he smiled and nodded "Goodbye Armand" he said before he herd the whistle and turned to follow it.
The next thing Demios knew he was slowly and weakly opening his eyes as he was back in New York. He blinked for a moment wondering if what he had experienced was an illusion. He looked up and saw a butterfly heading away and couldn't help, but think it was real. He then looked at Genya who was blowing the whistle. As its magic finally wore out the Whistle dissolved and blew into the wind. "...G...genya" Demios said weakly. He tried to force himself up, but was in too much pain after a moment he managed to wrap his arms around Genya hugging him close. "How?...where did you come from?" He asked weakly. Right now he didn't care about the battle going on all that mattered was that Genya was there.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 2:48 pm
Anya had figured that Lorna would prefer falling to the ground rather than being punched in the skull. So Anya was kind of ready for a counter attack, though not entirely. Out of instinct, Anya jumped up to avoid the sweeping kick from Lorna. Once she was on her feet, Anya swung her right fist again aimed for Lorna's head. However, Anya opened that fist and tried to grab at Lorna's face with her bloodstained hand. While she did this, Anya forced her left arm to move to try to sock Lorna in the stomach with a poison/pain charged fist. Just like Lorna, Anya was not planning on going down easily.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 2:59 pm
Lorna saw Anya's hand coming out of the corner of her eyes and ducked her head to avoid. As Anya's other fist came towards her stomach, the navel ring that she wore reshaped itself, coating Lorna's stomach and chest in a metallic armor and even though Anya's fist connected to Lorna's stomach, the metallic armor protected her from the pain as well as the poison. Even with a metallic armor covering Lorna's chest and torso, it did not hinder her speed in the least bit. Lorna then aimed her fist, which she had covered with a metallic five-fingered glove laced with electromagnetism straight towards Anya's right temple and as she attempted the attack, she launched an electromagnetic attack straight to Anya's side using her other hand.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 3:36 pm
Anya grimaced as her left fist connected with the metal armor protecting Lorna's stomach. It hurt even more considering the bullet in the same shoulder. She nay have hurt a couple of her fingers in that one. Then she noticed movement out of the corners of her vision: one from the right and one from the left. Anya brought her head forward to basically headbutt Lorna to dodge the metallic five-fingered glove on the other girl's fist. This should also move Any's body forward just enough for Lorna's other attack from the side where her scratch from Lorna's metallic claws was still trickling blood. If the attack missed, Lorna would basically holding onto Anya as if they were hugging. Since Anya was so close, her poison aura was probably quite overwhelming now. As such, Lorna may very well pass out from it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 3:50 pm
Lorna admired the Poison Owl's vigor. To be honest, Lorna enjoyed a good battle. It had been so long since she'd been locked in a one on one battle with someone who she was evenly matched with. Anya had some very good moves and Lorna admired the fact that Anya had not given up yet, that she had not fallen. As Anya attempted to headbutt and tackle Lorna at the same time, Lorna pushed her upper body down and brought her feet up in attempts to kick Anya in the stomach as well as knock her foe to the ground. The poisonous aura was overwhelming, but Lorna's earrings had formed a metallic mask that covered her nose and her mouth to prevent her from inhaling the poisonous fumes.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 4:05 pm
Nikolai blinked as something heavy hit him in the head and bounced off. Nik looked to see what it was and frowned saying, "You again? Didn't you get the message after the field goal?" Nik sighed and once again punted the head, but this time in the opposite direction from where he kicked it last time, wondering who would receive the head this time. Sighing, Nik looked around and noticed Anya was fighting with the electromagnetic woman, but what Nik noticed was how injured Anya was. She was bleeding, obviously hurt, and this didn't make Nik very happy. Forgetting all about what was going on around him, Nik sunk into his shadow and moved over to the battle area. Looking up out of the shadow at the fight Nik waited for the opportune moment and when Anya fell on the ground after a kick to the stomach from the other woman, Nik melted Anya into the shadow with him. To Lorna it would have looked like Anya just sunk into her own shadow like she was falling in a deep puddle. Sighing Nik relaxed a bit and simply floated where he was, knowing that Anya would be safe in the shadow with him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 4:15 pm
Anya grimaced as Lorna managed to wiggle downwards and out of range. This was definitely not good now. The next thing Anya knew, she was kicked in the stomach which sent her flipping backwards in the air, over Lorna's head. 'S***!' she cursed as her back hit the ground above Lorna's head. The hit knocked the breath from Anya's lungs especially since she was already badly injured.
But before she could even think about forcing herself to her feet again, Anya felt herself falling again, only this time through the ground. "What the--!?" Anya said out loud, her eyes going wide with surprise. It wasn't until someone caught her to prevent her from hitting whatever bottom their was to this fall, that Anya realized she knew who had brought her here. "Nik! What the hell are you doing?! I had that b**** right where I wanted her!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 4:38 pm
Nikolai smiled as Anya quickly started yelling at him, he let her go and said, plainly, "Really? And where would that have left you? You're already injured, and enough people have died today already." Nik frowned and sighed before continuing, "You're bleeding badly, you need to at least patch up that wound." Nik sighed and moved the shadow back to the plane and grabbed the first aid kit out of it before removing his jacket and rolling up his sleeves. He had his shadows hold Anya where she was since she would probably protest and say she was perfectly fine. Nik removed the bullet from her shoulder and cleaned and dressed the wound. He then moved to the claw scratches on her right side, they were about an inch deep, so Nik was able to patch them up somewhat after cleaning them, but, like the bullet wound, would need to be properly fixed later. Nik then moved onto the minor bullet grazes on her arms, which were easily patched up with gauze. When Nik had finished he back up and had his shadows let go of Anya and said, "There, that's better. We'll have to get Roulin to heal you or something later, but I did the best I could." Nik smiled lightly at Anya, waiting for her response, knowing it would most likely be more yelling and/or scolding.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 4:40 pm
((Other - Genya))
Demios's eyes opened just as Genya was pulling out a potion, and the whistle melted away in the Alchemist Owl's mouth. "Ara?" Unlike Demios, Genya had absolutely no idea where they were. "Deemios?" The Alchemist Owl actually tried to support Demios, but then got dragged down because of Demios's weight when Demios pulled him into a hug. "Umm, oops..." The Alchemist Owl tried to get himself off of Demios because adding more weight to an injured person was a bad thing to do. "Uh, I don't know. I think I read a teleport spell from your book. Where are we?"
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