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 Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 8:23 am
((UNS - Will))
If Che was worried about crowd control, then he was wrong. If he wasn't, then he was right about Will. The Satan Owl was doing crowd control through his servants and sometimes himself. "Be ready to clear a path. Keep them back or just kill them." The blonde devil ordered, namely directed at Arae, Keres, and Sebastian. His tone was even...and the three of them would definitely be able to tell that Will was not in the best of moods. Those humans or Owls who were under Will's control thanks to his lightning obliged and began to push back the others fighting or even break them up...
Serena's boss didn't even comment on the "Kitten" remark. The Vanishing Owl was off, and she, her charge Kojiro, and TFP better be on their way too. The overlord of the underworld had also made plans for them to hide in the underworld if needed. The Satan Owl had the most contacts and loyalty within the underworld... it was his realm after all. Will lifted off into the air with his wings impassively as he surveyed the area. He could see Noel's body, Sabrina and Timothy. The Lightning Herald must be pleased with himself indeed for taking Noel down.
Noel... His eyes flashed red again as black lightning appeared out of nowhere around Noel's body and enveloped it, only to bring Noel's body to Will. The devil did not approach Tim and Sabrina. It was not the time. He cradled Noel's body. "You...you wimp. Not strong enough to keep anyone besides me from killing you? Hmph. Don't worry, love. You can rest in Japan and think of all our past lives back then..." he mumbled as the former God Owl's body disappeared from his hands, having been teleported by the Satan Owl to a location in Japan.
What the f*** was taking the others so long to respond? That Roulin was still fighting with Raven. As wonderful a time as they were having, both had to leave. ~Roulin, finish the f***ing fight later. If you haven't noticed, there's something else at issue here.~
Meanwhile, Cerberus, sensing Will's displeasure began tearing up more and would sneak into Serena's phone once again when the time came.
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((NPC - Annie))
"Bad people? What about everyone else?!! They need saving too!" Annie declared. Her eyes widened when she saw the dried blood on Daryle's head. "Daryle duck, are you ok?!! Are you sure you didn't hit your own head?" And then Daryle played the flight attendant ruse. "Oh, no, if there's one thing that you can't do, it's be a fLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHHHHHHHHHHT ATTTTTTTTT----!!!!!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 10:13 am
(If you (Nicko) get on before I do, don't post til YG deletes/edits his most recent post. If you do decide to post, just post as if his post isn't there.)
Roulin half closed eyes seemed to be staring somewhat apprehensively into the form of the shockwave generator in front of him. One would even call his dead gaze an ogle stricken with fear and laced with a careful lining. Roulin, being himself, knew that although his eyes may have been out of commission, that didn't mean his body was in anyway. He still had his sense of hearing and his sense of touch. Thanks to a year of traversing the United States with his father, he was taught in the ways of fighting blindly. A grin he hoped would reassure his virile opponent burgeoned beneath his pale ghostly stare. The Italian still had his fighting spirit.
"When I broke your arm, you didn't quit did you?" Roulin returned, his confidence and sureness still burning like the sun's very core. There were too many ideas and strategies formed on this woman to let them go now. Even with Will's voice ringing in his head, Roulin knew that he wasn't going to leave this place until he saw Raven dead at his feet. Besides, she wanted the same did she not? Why not oblige her? "I assure you, it's not my pride that keeps me going, although that is part of it. What's keeping me going is my desire to see you dead and my desire to have peace. Nothing more and nothing less." Seriousness pulsated through the phrase unlike any other choice of words he'd selected thus far. To the Italian, Raven may have been a friend in a past lifetime. Now, she was an enemy...a terrorist of sorts and she had to be stopped. ~Don't worry about me Will....just go. I'll catch up...~
Roulin could feel a shockwave coming his way, but whether it was sharp or blunt was what bemused him. He'd have to wait until it was closer to have that information. He took no chances though. Falling to one knee, he turned and evaded the X-shaped attack close to it's right gap. Raven was running at him bare now, something she hadn't done since the fight began. Usually, a charged attack was accompanying her...this had to be a test or at least Roulin hoped. Although he was partially blinded, he could still fight, though not as forcefully as he'd liked to. When he felt that the steps of the french woman's feet were near, he sprung forward, holding himself to the ground with one hand, and brought his right heel down in a vertical arc. As long as she was within striking distance, he'd only use his terrakinetics, his elastic ability and hand-to-hand combat, his favorite natural skill.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 12:50 pm
(TFP - Serilda)
Finding herself scoping through the M91, she began to spot a figure in a de-bree laying on top of the roof top. Slowly as she dissipated her M91 she began to materialize another Grappling gun and began to aim towards the stair way door, and only shot into the above concrete. Tugging the metal line to test the strength, she started to place a metal hook over it and began to speed down to where the injured once. Taking evasive maneuver's she began to drop before hitting into the door or the open door and fall down the stairs like in a comedy act. Slowly dissipating her grappling tool. She began to walk over quickly and started to pick the injured Lorna while having her right arm over Serilda's shoulder. Within that moment she started off by materializing a grappling hook once more and began to toss the rope down while having the hook holding her and Lorna together. But by doing this, Serilda began to put both arms around her neck and began to use some sort of cuffs to keep her from slipping away. Taking one step at a time she began to loosen the grip of the rope and began to whirl down to the surface. "I wonder if shes alright?" as Serilda became worried and began to lay her down while Materializing a Simonov PTRS 1941 (PTRS-41) and switched the mode of the gun into burst fire. Aiming towards the building of where she and Lorna was, because while standing up their she knew the building was unstable so to keep the fallen building parts from falling she will use all necessary to keep them from falling.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 1:45 pm
Lyraleian Danny blinked as she reached for him wincing slightly before noticing the stone in his chest as she touched it. he was still wary of people touching him, despite how comfortable he now felt with Nika and Neah. he felt pain as she removed the concrete from his chest, but it vanished almost instantly as his body returned to its usual health. "thanks"he breathed, and stiffly reached to catch her as she stumbled breathing lightly as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders. Physical touch made him nervous from every living thing apparently, but for his injured friend Nika he did his best to settle. She had broken ribs which could cause more damage if not treated he noted taking information from the dead which consisted of doctors as well as nurses, anything he needed to know medically he had access to, stiffly he wrapped his own arm around her and helped her to walk turning slightly red as she leaned into him for support, her rasping breath however made him worry, "Nika... are you sure you are okay?" he asked slowly moving her to the nearest door and opening it to let out some of the dead stuck behind it and help Nika into the now empty room, "sit here ill see what i can find to help!" he said as he left her in a chair and ran up the apartment stairs to see what kind of medicine and or bandages he could find for her, there wasn't much they could do about broken ribs or a punctured lung unless they could find a healer, but he hoped to at least lessen the pain for her... he figured he could do that much for her, after all she had done for him, if worse came to worse he could try surgery himself, but frankly he was to scared of that idea of manipulation to try it. trotting back down to the waiting area he brought Nika an ice pack or two, and a bottle of painkillers that the doctor in his head recommended. "only one for the next few hours Nika, they say it is easy to overdose with these..." he said keeping quiet about the part where the medicine would knock her unconscious till she felt the need for another dose.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 2:23 pm
((TFP---Raven))
Ah, Roulin wanted to see Raven dead at his feet. He was certainly right when he said about Raven wanting the same thing. Of course she wanted the same thing; nothing would give her more pleasure then watching the Italian’s life drain away as she stood over him and became the last face he saw as he took his last breath. Raven was quite impressed when Roulin evaded her shockwave by kneeling down and turning to the side. “I am glad that his lack of vision is not going to be affecting his incredible fighting skills.” The blonde smirked to herself as she neared the blinded man who seemed to sense her getting closer. “I still have a few tricks up my sleeve, Presidiomni. Just you wait and see.” Now was the question, who would win this fight. Who was going to become the one who died this day? One of them had to; otherwise this battle would become endless…
Just as she had thought, Roulin had been able to sense her growing closer to him, for the raven haired man sprung forward with great precision in preparation for a kick. Raven stuck her hand out to the left and propelled herself to the right in order to evade Roulin’s kick or anything else he may have chucked in. As soon as she finished skidding to the right, Raven was back to running towards Rou once again, only this time she propelled herself upwards and back flipped over him, landing very close behind the Italian. With a wide smile, Raven did not hesitate releasing a powerful shockwave. “You always bring the best out of me.” Despite her brimming confidence that this may be the day she saw the man before her die, Raven’s body was not entirely used to such close range tactics. She was not trained in hand to hand combat and she was not nearly as physically fit as Roulin was... She needed to remain on her toes, she needed to keep up with Rou without over exerting her energy.
((TFP---Serena))
Serena let out an irritated sigh when she noted who Will had put in charge of crowd control “Trust him to use those guys..” The Vanishing Owl darted forth at a fast pace, she kept herself invisible so as to not to draw attention to herself. Right now that would not be a good thing. Her mind was set on one thing and that was finding Kojiro and getting him, Rikki and herself out of this hell hole. The white haired woman skidded to a standstill as she managed to spot Koji just up ahead. Without a word, she lunged at him and took him by the hand “Time to go kid!” She gave him a once over as she pulled him into a fast paced sprint. He was fast enough to keep up with her, no doubt about it.
((NPC---Seb)
Sebastian had been sitting not that far away from the Satan Owl and the Vanishing Owl and so he was ready to begin the process of crowd control. A sinister smile spread across his lips as a set of white eyes illuminated from just behind him, those that belonged to a certain white haired girl. “You heard the man, Keres. Let’s get to work.” Seb stood up and fingered a small dagger that he held in his right hand. Chuckling, the dark haired male lept from the rooftop and landed in a neat crouch at the foot of the building. “Countless targets, plenty of flesh to go around…Hmm, we may even be able to bring some back for little Deimos.”
Will’s butler stood upright and walked very casually towards the first few people he assessed as ‘blocking’ the path. “Ah, if you can be so kind as to move to the----“ A bullet was fired towards the black haired male, who neither blinked nor flinch at such a close call. “Well then…I guess there is no helping the matter…” In that moment, a strangled cry emitted into the night as Keres sliced the one who fired the gun down his back with her scythe. Seb laughed as the crimson liquid poured out from the wound and painted the grey pavement red. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” The first scream was followed my many more as Sebastian, Keres and Arae really got into their roles as crowd controllers…Well, what kind of control do you expect from those who serve Satan?
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 3:13 pm
"Is that right Catherine? Quit talking and show me what you've got then." Roulin was in his best zone now with Raven although her ability, even in it's basic form, would be more than enough to repel him a few hundred feet away. That may have been the only element working against him here besides his inability to see anything. The woman was small and nimble just as the Life Owl expected and now that she was behind him, his proud smirk would remain forever hidden. Whether her running at him was simply a test or not, he meant that nothing would bring him into the red. He didn't need to see his adversary's face to know that she too was happy about the development. On the outside, where his bruised, but healing surface lie, he was trying to tear her to shreds and leave her for her twisted little family to see. Subconsciously though, he was attempting to both prove himself and impress his equally skilled pray before finishing her off for good. "It's my job to keep people like you on their toes," replied the bushy haired young man. "Besides, I'm know you like the thrill...why not keep it up?"
When Raven landed, Roulin immediately felt it through the ground. Instinctively, he made his way behind her by slinking through her legs using his elastic abilities. When his figured returned, he was facing her back, grinning rather jovially. If anything that means of evasion often threw the opponent for a nice loop and left them confused if only for a split second. Before the woman could react though, Roulin jumped straight up and began a forward roll extending his leg out once more in an axe kick motion. To add to the force of his heel strike, he charged a nice shockwave at the sole of his foot. The ground beneath the blonde fighter shot up, then stopped to propel her up towards him. If the kick connected, Raven, the Life Owl's admirable opponent, would be taking more damage than she had from any of Roulin's previous attacks. This damage would come in the form of broken bones, contusions and possible lacerations from the sharp rocks and gravel below.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 4:04 pm
((TFP---Raven))
Like the thrill? Of course Raven liked the thrill. She lived for this dangerous game; it was but a challenge for her to overcome in her rise to power. Roulin was just one piece on her way to victory, a piece that had just slinked through past her in the most strangest of ways. “What the…?!” The startled blonde haired female’s eyes widened as her shockwave missed its target and collided with a building directly ahead of her. She didn’t even have time to turn round for the ground beneath her trembled and rose upwards at a quick rate only to stop just as quickly, sending the French woman upwards into the air. “That man…” Instinctively, Raven’s body fired of a shockwave from all over her body, producing something like a sphere around its creator. The female’s eyes closed tightly as once again she felt the pressure of Roulin’s own shockwave against hers. This was never a good thing, not for her anyway. Her eyes remained closed as the two forces finally gave out, sending Raven and possibly Roulin, flying in opposite directions.
Pain; that was what Raven was feeling right now. She had felt it after the very first clash, but now it was intensified. Yet, the stubborn woman was not about to roll over and hand her opponent a medal. Her teeth clenched together as the Quaking Owl sucked in a deep breath. Deep lacerations marked numerous locations on her body, each one allowing blood to seep out. A few broken ribs and a suspected fractured leg bone, while fresh bruises were already showing up on her exposed skin. The Fallen Phoenix leader opened her eyes until they were slits as she tried to focus on where she was and more importantly, where Roulin was. She had now added his little elastic power into the equation. Rou’s ever growing list was impressive but down right annoying, even more so when he was using Raven’s power against herself.
It took a few more seconds for Raven to build up the energy to pull herself back onto her feet. “Impressive as always….Roulin…” She muttered while keeping her breathing even as well as her tone of voice. Her expression was plain and did not give way to the pain she was in. Pain was a minor detail, she expected it, and she was quite used to it. A smile broke on the females pale pink lips as she finally tapped into her secret source of power. If Rou got to use Raven’s power against her; it was only fair that she used his heart against him. As Raven lingered on that delicious thought, her long strands of blonde hair began to change colour, lightening until they were silver while her body shimmered in a brilliant white glow. The gorund all around her was shattered and torn apart by an unseen force...it would be clear to Rou that the Heart of Life was being put into play….
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 8:04 pm
Viktor Z. Temnota - The Bio-Hazard Owl - T.N.O
Viktor felt himself being lifted up and found that he had been picked up by Che. Since they were leaving he guessed it for the better,, until he looked at his own hands. He saw several sparks electricity and smoke release from his hands as his power shorted out. My....power.....damn.... he whined inside of his head. His powers were useless for now since he was moved from his spot, he was now even moreso vulnerable. When Che released the Fallen Pheonix girl Viktor remained behind as well, as to not slow him down. He still tried to catch up to him however, but it was pretty vain given Che's definite speed advantage. When he noticed the FP girl moving in the same direction, he slowed down , watching her pass. Obviously she wasn't focused on him, so maybe she decided to follow Che instead of going back? The idea was odd since Viktor thought TFP to be a bunch of zealous morons. He tried to keep pace behind her put felt it almost impossible since his powers were no longer active, and thus he couldn't use his rebreather strategy. He still followed as closely as possible, however, with his 'weapons' in hand.
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((covering the span of 5 pages, pathetic ain't it XD))
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 9:19 pm
The ghostly thousand mile stare that Roulin's eyes currently held burned past the french woman whom he'd just sent plummeting the ground below. Only from his sense of hearing did he attain confirmation that his attack landed. He felt something, but because he wasn't in contact with the ground, he figured what he hit could've easily been a shockwave and nothing else. From the dense yet bubble-like exterior, he deduced that he did indeed strike a shockwave. From the sound of Raven's body smacking against what used to be a road lined with restaurants and antique shops, the Italian knew that something had happened to the girl. His success was marked by a cocky grin and a sarcastic statement that followed soon after. "You okay?"
Roulin wished he could see at this point. Floating in the air soon to be falling wasn't going to let him know where he was or how far from the ground he was. Once again, this was Raven's advantage over him. She could see. Starting his plummet, the Owl blinked a few times attempting to restart his vision, but still could not. He only gave the attempt a moment of his time for fighting against both himself and Raven would only see to his demise. During his descent, he felt a sharp spike in power just below. It had to be Raven activating that gift he gave her months ago. Nodding in approval, Roulin still found himself musing silently, "I give you my heart and this is how you repay me?" Still brimming with confidence, he chose not to enter his secondary state yet. Daringly, he opted to fight a bit more just like this. Besides, the day was overcast and war surrounded them on each side. Why not do something epic?
His foolhardy choice was made now. He'd stick to his blinded form until he direly needed to enter his Life Owl form. To counter Raven's transformation, Roulin brought his leg back and extended his fingers to the ground...or at what he hoped was the ground. After taking Raven's defensive strike, he tumbled upward, but only a few feet. From his fingertips rained hundreds of light streaks that broke away the ground like a meteor shower. Unlike meteors, they didn't leave amazing deep craters, but rather nice sized dents in the ground. They weren't sharp enough to pierce, but still, they were dense enough to leave a good bruise.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 9:31 pm
Luna Kosane The Cosmic Owl was unaware that she as being watched. Despite the fact that she could detect energy signals, there were many around, that she couldn't lock in on just one. This was one of the factors that resulted in her being launched through the air by a sheer reversal of the gravitational pull. Because of the force and momentum at which she was "catapulted", she was unable to relatiate. The force, which had attacked, was skilled in Gyrokinesis, even more so than Cecilia was. She could feel the weight of the gravity bearing down upon her. The Sapphire Owl had never felt something like this before. Yet, what goes up, must come down. Cecilia soon landed painfully upon her back, skidding back a few feet, the friction from the road tearing at her flesh. Gritting her teeth in pain, she slowly forced herself to stand up. Even though her bones were not broken, she could feel pain coursing throughout her entire body, not just from the wounds she had been forced to take from the fall. Lorna knew she wouldn't be able to last much longer and from the looks of things, neither would Anya. The Polaris Owl cursed silently to herself as the Poison Owl launched another acidic orb at her. The attack struck the disc, which she flew upon and began to melt it. Because of Lorna's lack of energy, she was unable to keep herself up within the air and she was certainly unable to reform the disc as well. Yet, she would not go down without at least one more last ditch attack. Thrusting her hands forward, she launched one more stream of electricity towards Anya before she fell unconscious as she fell towards the roof of a building that was only partially destroyed, landing forcefully.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 9:33 pm
As Khalifa's and his clone proved to be a proper annoyance to Adam's plans Adam was assaulted by the punches, which were of course very powerful, but not so much that Adam was done. As Adam slid backwards he stared up at Khalifa. Looking between him and the clone Adam raised his hand up to eye level. Staring forward he said. "Very clever." He clenched his hand into a tight fist as the gravity around the clone with no warning multiplied by nearly ten times the typical Earth force from all angles. There was a crunching noise and a horrible spurting noise as the clone was crushed from all sides into a compact almost spherical shape. He flicked his first two fingers up as the gravity immediately around Khalifa suddenly reversed sending him flying into the sky. "The great thing about gravity is you don't fight it, you don't defy it you just succumb to it."
He pointed backwards as a sudden flux of the gravitational flow launched Khalifa high through the air backwards, away from their scene, much in the way he had thrown Cecilia the hundreds of feet to her current location. With Khalifa now skyrocketing off in some random direction Adam returned his focus to Cecilia. "Now. Where were we?" He said as he flicked his two fingers up again, this time the gravity affected Cecilia, again carrying her high into the air. "Perhaps it is not your generation but ours that has become to critical. Perhaps with the next generation we can see our faults and truly learn. But for now this world is to tainted. The balance we work so hard to preserve has become so toppled that it will take us many years to return it to normal. Goodbye Cecilia, it's a shame. If we had met at a different time you may have been able to persuade me down the path L took to help you."
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 9:48 pm
As Che took off running, Kate could do nothing but stay put and not protest while he carried her. The wind was cold because of the speed at which Che was moving now, and Kate could not help an occasional weak shake from the cold. Besides, she had no energy to really do anything. Her wounds had forced a great loss of blood already. Her arms fell and cradled into her lap and her head was rested against his shoulder as Che continued running onwards to find some assistance. As the seconds passed, it became increasingly difficult for her to keep her eyes open and Kate soon just simply gave in and kept her eyes closed. She would really only force herself to open them if she absolutely had to. Not only that, but even just breathing normally was painful now and she was starting to feel pins and needles in her feet, legs, and left arm. That was most definitely not a good sign. This she knew from experience.
But Kate didn't want to die just yet. Not now that had finally found someone who really truly cared about her. However, she did still wonder if Che really loved her or was just playing with her mind like he usually did, even as she was slowly dying. Forcing herself to take a breath just barely deep enough to actually speak, Kate peered through her eyelashes (because that was only how much she could force her eyes to open) at her limp hands in her lap. "Is it true? ... Do you really... love... this shell of a... person?..." Kate wasn't sure if Che would hear her voice at just barely above a whisper over the rushing winds. But she wanted to make sure that her assumptions were really correct and that this wasn't some extremely cruel prank on Che's part.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 10:42 pm
Cecilia opened her mouth to scream as Khalifa was launched through the air. Yet the sheer task of breathing in in order to do so proved to be very much difficult for her due to her broken ribs and the large amount of blood that she was losing. As Adam lifted her into the air, she could not bring herself to move. Chunks of skin, blood, and muscle flew from her wounds. Was this really it? She had been prepared to die when she had entered this battle, but was this really what fate had preserved for her? Was she going to die here broken and alone? She closed her eyes awaiting the icy cold embrace of death. But instead she felt a small hand grab hold of her and speak to her. "Are you really going to give up that easily? Cecilia opened her eyes to find herself in the presence of a young girl who appeared to be around five or six years old. Like Cecilia, she had skin, which was of a sapphire hue, long curly silver tresses; yet unlike Cecilia...they were pulled back and fastened with a red bow. The dress she wore matched the color of her bow. Her legs were covered by white stockings and upon her feet, tiny black mary-janes. Cecilia was gazing into the eyes of the past, herself as a child. Cecilia herself was no longer broken and battered. Her clothes were gone and instead of the battlefield, she was floating in the deepest recesses of space. The Cosmic Owl's body felt like it weighed nothing. It could have been because of the lack of gravity or perhaps it was because of the out of body experience that she was having. The young Cecilia floated towards the older girl and stopped in front of her. She tilted her head looking at her older counterpart with great curiosity. "I said, are you going to give up so easily?" Floating backwards, she rested her hands behind her head. "I never pegged you as such a person." Cecilia's emerald eyes diverted away from her younger counterpart. "What would you expect me to do? I can't win. I-I can't even move. I don't have anything left." A lone tear trickled down her cheek as she closed her eyes. "Please, just let me die in peace." "Liar," the younger Cecilia said accusingly nudging the older Cecilia's shoulder and causing her to float back a couple of inches before she stopped again. "That's right," the child-like Cecilia said triumphantly grinning from ear to ear. "I'm calling you a liar. You have so much raw power at your disposal and yet you refuse to use it. What happened to it? What happened to your optimism that used to make others smile? You've become a shell of your former self." Did her child-like counterpart not understand? How was she supposed to unleash such a power that could kill her in the process? How was she supposed to summon such a power? As if reading her thoughts, the child Cecilia spoke. "There will always be consequences for every action performed. Yes, it may leave your body even more broken and battered than it is now. But it could mean the difference between life and death." The younger Cecilia tilted her head awaiting her older counterparts words. No, it was impossible, Cecilia couldn't unleash such a power. How was she supposed to unleash something that could not only put her life in danger, but the lives of so many others around her? "How can I unleash something that would put so many other lives at risk?" The younger Cecilia threw her head back and laughed, a high tinkling laugh. "Yes, but not if there are no lives to risk. Because you were caught up and focused on the battle, you did not notice that the area of the city you are in right now was deserted long before you and Adam entered it. So really, there are no lives to risk save your own. But like I said, it could mean the difference between life and death. It is within you, use the power, which is constantly surrounding you at all times." She lifted her left hand and waved it around indicating the stars and planets, which they floated past slowly. "You have the power to harness all of this, so use it! Don't be afraid!" At that moment, Cecilia's eyes snapped open. Her soul was now back within her body and she was on the battle field once more. The words of her younger self echoed within her mind. As they played over and over again, Cecilia's body began to develop an aura that was even more massive than the aura she normally emitted. Ignoring the pain she felt, she lifted her arms out to her sides as she could feel the energy of the stars, planets, the sun, the moons that orbited around each planet along with the Earth's moon, and every other Celestial body in the galaxy. But because of this, large gashed began to appear within her flesh tearing her body. Large amounts of blood fell towards the ground. Her body could not contain so much cosmic energy at once. It was then that Cecilia unleashed every bit of it in a massive Tsunami like wave of cosmic energy that pushed at great speeds towards The Singularity Owl destroying even the tallest buildings around them, the cars, the signposts, the streets, every bit of it diminished under the sheer power and force of the massive Tsunami comprised of Cosmic Energy, which was filled with the power of the entire galaxy, which she lived in.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 12:15 am
Sabrina had just help kill the god owl...but she couldn't help but feel that the anarchy that was going on was due to Thomas. He was a cancer that needed to be extracted. Closing her eyes she began to search for his position on the Earth. Glowing she teleported not far from him. Her eyes narrowed as she saw Thomas and Diana. The wind blew silently as she whipped her hand as a thick thorny vine like whip was produced. She snapped it as it was sent flying at Thomas at break neck speeds as it attempted to wrap around his legs and throw him into the air. If it connected, Sabrina would work the whip to lash the Death OWL.
Stomping her foot the Earth around them began to tear and open as thick solid rock was pushed upwards and forming a complex structure for their fight to take place. She glew and teleported towards, coating her legs and arms in a thorn like armor. Thomas as she began to throw punches and kicks towards him, attempting to make the Death OWL hit the solid rock.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 12:26 am
As Lorna was carried from the roof by Serilda, she began to slowly stir. Her wounds were few aside from some slight bruising, which had been caused by the fall and a few knicks here and there within her from the battle, which had ended in a draw as both girls had fallen unconscious at around the same time. The Polaris Owl's unconscious state was caused by a lack of energy and not the few wounds, which she carried. Lorna merely moaned softly when Serilda spoke to her before slowly opening her eyes about a centimeter. It was then she heard another familiar voice. She was certain that Soliel had been elsewhere. She had not wanted him to see her in this state. Surely he would be very disappointed in her and most likely already considered her weak. Opening her mouth, Lorna spoke hoarsely. "Goddamn draw," she said. The loss of energy caused a wave of nausea to wash over her. "I...I think that...Anya is in...far worse shape...than I am," she said, her lips curling into a weak smirk.
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