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 Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 7:46 pm
In this battle of legendary Heralds Anderson felt a bit outclassed, from Rage's sudden entrance from the shadow geyser, to the mental furocity of Victoria, to the new found gravitational powers of Cecilia and then to the lightning master Timothy. Anderson raised his arm to shield his eyes for a moment as Timothy raised the assault on Cecilia and Moli, while at the same time Nik seemed to be attacking Rage. As he stood idle surrounded by nearly every last Herald, more or less simply defending from their crossfires. Anya, Johan, and now to add to the scene Will were fighting, though Anderson didn't have the slightest bit of doubt that Will would lose, Will never lost at anything, that's just who Will was.
Staring at the center of endless amounts of power Anderson didn't know what to do. These people, every one around him held the power to scar the world forever. These are the people who sank an entire continent, destroyed the city of Rome, act in the stead of the Devil, and stood as the cosmic entity for the mind. What was there to do? Anderson felt almost star struck, surrounded by Owl celebrities if you will, but what could he do that wasn't already being done? He knew that Nik and Johan weren't Heralds, yet they were still fighting as hard as they could. Anderson turned once more to Will, who seemed to be about to silence Johan forever. For a brief minute Anderson swore that it was his father not Will standing ready to claim Johan's life. For a brief moment Anderson closed his eyes his hand slowly gripped into a fist. He exhaled slowly finding the resolve he needed. He wasn't going to sit idle on the side lines, Anderson may not be a Herald but he sure was related to enough great people, Moli and Roulin his cousins, Che his uncle, Dante his father. From the tips of his fingers dark black lines began to spread across his body, slowly reaching his eyes until those two turned black. Soon white speckles decorated the white lines and his eyes mimicking the picturesque moonlight sky which oversaw their battle. His body floated upward into the air as a section of the clouds began to swirl in a spiral galaxy shape above his position. Anderson raised both hands above his head feeling the flow of the cosmic energy. It was night, clear, though smoke and partially disturbed weather dotted the land from Owl activity, which means his powers would be a little different than he was use to. at the eye of the galaxy like projection which formed above him grew a light, this was a variation of the attack he had used on Anya when they were training. Quickly Anderson thrusted his arms downward slightly behind him as his head tilted up the energy was released. From the center of the galaxy fired down cosmic energy Anderson passively collected when he was close to the sky. As it rained over the scene targeting Timothy the individual energy shots honed in on his position.
Anderson chose to leave Rage to Nik, he didn't want to interrupt that battle, this was Nik's time to prove himself. Neither did he want to interrupt the Anya, Will, Johan trio he knew a thing or two abotu staying out of family matters.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 12:19 am
 Ҝѻjῐrѻ Ίʐɑѻyѻῐ═━┈...The Border of Dreams┈━═The Fallen Phoenix 【╳】 xxxxxxxxxxxx㊌ The Frozen Owl....㊌ ╔═══════
Kojiro crushed the humans that were scattered in the outskirts. The Japanese Owl moved quickly, he had a lot of ground to cover and time was spiraling quickly,
"....In a meaningless war...people take sides and inherit views... but some will fight to make a difference...some will fight to protect their love ones...some will fight simply for the thrill of the hunt...sadly enough these are the ones that become more prominent...virtues like these have no bearing on what is right or wrong...and those values society have placed in front of them....have no impact on how they press on..."
Kojiro ran into a squad or humans and saw their rifles leveled at him,"Ice pistol!" as he called the attack, his mind triggered images of what he had observed, he did not know why cartoon characters did this, but he used this tactic to memorize how to manipulate his abilities. Kojiro aimed towards them with his index fnger, and almost like a marksman firing a revolver, six shards of ice screamed at high speeds and shot down the squad in a matter of moments. Without another heart beat, Kojiro was moving in a serpentine, hiding behind any cover,"...I don't know where I am going....but I won't slow down...."
"...What is going to become of me?....What is this feeling?"
Kojiro noticed a familiar figure in his path, "....That robot..." he muttered...
"...I-It's not human so...I can attack with without..."
Voices of his past rung as Kojiro did not hesitate this time, he was already creating a lance in his hand, he reared back and then suddenly it changed, at the last minute it became a scythe, and Kojiro rushed towards the construct, quickly ducking underneath the Robot, he slammed the pole end of the weapon into Sibal unit's torso, quickly turning heel he spun to face away from the robot, he held his blade behind him and pressed up against the unit, jamming the blade into it. Kojiro did this all in a fluid motion, and just as quick, he pulled the scythe in an arc, freeing the scythe and spitting the robot in half, using the same momentum, Kojiro spun in a circle and sliced it in half horizontally cutting the robot into quarters. Kojiro sidestepped it and moved on without giving the unit a second glance.
"...Humans are granted an interesting gift...one that sets them apart from the rest of the earth's beings....no...that is a foolish belief...Humans...Owls....both alike have lost something....and gained something in its place...Humans lost their instincts....primal instincts...the will to survive is no simply the fear of death...but before that encroaches them to silence them...humans ponder amongst each other... what was their purpose on this world?...they are now aware of their freedom to choose...dexterity and the ability to overcome problems...Humans had something that set themselves apart from the animal kingdom...just as Owls have set themselves from Their human counterparts.....even then.... "
Kojiro skidded to a halt,"Cerberus!" he shouted as he knew full well who this demon belonged to. Ice shards began to swirl from the ground and appeared behind him, primed and pointed towards the Hellhound he jumped back away from him, he had no time for this, Images of Serena and the Blonde Owl flooded back to his mind, a couple of shards shattered in midair, but Kojiro regained his focus,"...Raven and Lorna are my only family now..." he thought to himself, giving himself the clarity he needed. moving aimlessly, he needed all the focus he could get. Kojiro's shards of ice once again were fixed on their target,"...Get out of the way..." he growled.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:05 am
((Cerbs))
The Frozen Owl had skidded to a halt in front of three headed hellhound Cerberus. The blue haired boy had even called his name. Cerbs titled his heads. One had an expression like this and growled "Mrrrrr...." in a slightly louder tone than Kojiro's own growl. He eyed the ice shards and then growled again, took a step forward and swiped Rikka from Kojiro's pocket before flipping Rikka onto his back in the moment Kojiro hesitated and lost control of a few of the ice daggers. By the time the ice was back in place, Rikka was on Cerbs back.
Cerbs was taller than Kojiro at the moment. He barked and then turned around, waiting for Kojiro. He made a paw motion as if he was saying "Follow meh!" Heck, maybe Cerbs was even offering to give Kojiro a ride. Rikka was on his back already.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 12:46 pm
"Heh, you know it," replied Che as his bushy mane streamlined against the wind. From the skies above, Che could already make out the Owls and the humans doing heavy combat mutilating each other in the process. There wasn't anything stopping them all from putting their lives on the line for their "noble" cause. It made the Mastering Owl grimace at the two groups ignorance. Politics were something Che enjoyed thoroughly and even wanted to enter when this was all over, but not if it caused this to happen. Then again, this was the doing of a few bad apples. He was one of them. The president was another and Thomas may as well been the trunk of the tree from which all of this stemmed from. "I really hope that only ones here dying are the ones that're fighting. I'd rather not see any dead children laying on the street...ugh. Anyway, are you ready? We're going to be landing soon and I can sense Thomas as well as thousands of others nearby." After asking the woman in his arms if she was ready, Che slowly began to descend soon becoming able to make out his reddened reflection in an office building's window.
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Just as Moli hoped, Cecilia did away with Timothy's small time attack as if it were nothing. She was safe and Victoria was keeping Timothy at bay for the time being. The blonde Herald decided to move about the area to keep from getting hit while giving cover fire to Nik and Victoria as they fought off their Herald friends. For the moment that Moli stopped to take at aim at the Herald of Lightning, he found himself under attack by one of the monsters that slipped from the sealed puddle Rage constructed. His blue eyes whirled quickly in their sockets in annoyance at the sight of these little goblins. Moli began to move again turning the little beasts into swiss cheese. They were resilient though. Although he was attacking them with something he knew burned them to the core, they simply kept coming. It was then that he realized that maybe heading to the source would make his life a little bit easier...
Timothy's body had begun it's transformation now that he decided that this fight would take maybe a bit more of his potential. Now that Victoria was here fighting him just as he wanted, he figured he'd play with her before frying her existence to a dark crisp. The white haired man was cocky and confident, but there was no way he'd let that play against him today. Wearing a smirk that exclaimed his cocksure attitude, he took notice of the Herald of Mind's flurry of attacks. His past with her was more than enough to tell him what he could and couldn't do against her. She was strong, but she was still just an Owl deep down inside.
Then, there was Anderson, the young man fuled by his father's intentions, hopes and wishes. As if those insipid concepts could drive a person throughout their entire life. Anderson had done well to lie to himself this long. As long as it provide Timothy with a worthwhile opponent, the Herald didn't care. Along with Victoria's attack, there was his cosmic assault. "Back up Herald hm?" Cecilia and this man were alot alike in terms of attacks, but the elder knew who was the strongest between them. Doing something about Andy's attack wouldn't be as hard as doing something about the current Herald of Gravity's.
The first issue was the boulders and Victoria as they were closer. The rocks were coated in psychic energy, so they wouldn't be destroyed by his element easily. For the elder Owl, this wasn't an issue. Rather than destroy them or even touch them, which he figured he couldn't do anyway, he opted to slow them down in the same way he'd defend himself from the physical attacks of the mind-based Herald and Dante's Herald-esque son. When she neared him, throwing out attacks swiftly, graciously, but wildly at once, Timothy detached his metallic arm allowing it to float around him under his influence. He was now one-armed again, but still was in control of his element. The staff she wielded was caught in the liquid metal and Timothy smirked all the while the boulders neared. From a rather close vicinity, he released a wave of eletricity that spread out taking the shape of a sphere that tore away the ground on which he stood. It was expanding quickly and would envelope Victoria before it would slow down the boulders.
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Thomas gave glance over his shoulder to the sources of the screaming that had arisen from nowhere. It was Acelyn handling her job as a secretary should. Tearing up tendons on people's ankles to keep them from getting close to him. Tilting the brim of his hat and then nodding, the Herald of Wind continued walking forward now looking at the capital building that was just barely in sight. Hadn't it been for the monument's lights, it would've been invisible among the smoke and the darkness of the night. "Expect the unexpected little miss. It'll only get dense the further we go," said Thomas, his gun clenched tightly in his right hand. "We're almost there. Just---" In only a moments noticed, Thomas had plugged a bullet into the skull of a human running at the duo. When they were taken down, he placed another bullet in the center of their chest and continued on wearing a look of disgust. "Just a few more goddamn miles..."
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 9:20 pm
Ҝѻjῐrѻ Ίʐɑѻyѻῐ═━┈...The Border of Dreams┈━═The Fallen Phoenix 【╳】 xxxxxxxxxxxx㊌ The Frozen Owl....㊌ ╔═══════
Kojiro was not intimidated by the Hellhound, but the second Cerberus took advantage of his mistake and took Rikka, he felt pang of fear, Immediately replaced with action. He darted towards Cerberus as the wave of shards trailed behind Kojiro, still ready to launch. He was not about to risk hurting Rikka and instead. Kojiro rushed towards the Demon, the shards molding together, he would take out his legs or disable him. As soon as he paused to look back, Kojiro too, took his chance, he end two scythes spinning towards Cerberus's legs, and knives soon followed suit, and Kojiro's chase began.
"A child is born with innocence...no grasp of the ideals of those in the world...though in truth...perhaps their corrupted souls were inevitable...since the evolution of man...Humans have lost their abilities to survive alone, a certain death was inevitable if left alone...so it is only natural to teach a child, raise them...but society seems obliged to show those vulnerable enough the meaning of right and wrong...this influence...this is where some humans seal their fate...:
"And some discover their freedom..."
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 9:35 pm
Nik didn't have time to rest as Rage upped her game, increasing the force at which the geyser pushed up on Nik's plate. The plate wouldn't stay latched onto the ground if she continued to do this, so Nik thought of another way. Manipulating the plate of shadow, he raised it up a little, putting gaps in between the ground and the plate, so the "water" would have somewhere to go instead of up. Rage still gave him no reprieve, as she sent out shadow monsters after the various people in their group; one of the two that came after Nikolai was a large, grotesque looking shadow, with long spindly legs and arms, and no neck to speak of. Their faces lacked eyes, simply empty ocular cavities, accompanied by a very large mouth and a nose like a bat. The other was crouched down on the ground and moved like a bug, but it looked like some sort of human/bug hybrid, it had no eyes that Nik could see, instead it seemed to follow the noises that Nik made, or his heat signature.
Nik didn't have time to think about where in the twisted hell Rage came up with these monsters, as the tall spindly one hit him in the chest and he was flung back a good few feet before he flipped and landed on his feet. Nik's acrobatics would serve him well in this fight, but he wouldn't be able to fight them alone. he regretting having to leave Victoria without help when fighting Time, but he had to call back his doppelganger, who quickly rushed back to Nik's side. Nik smiled lightly and began attacking the tall one with his scythe while his shadow double attacked the crouching one in a similar fashion.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 9:49 pm
Cecilia barely had time to relax after staiving off Timothy's attack. One couldn't forget a certain Herald of Darkness, not that she would allow herself to be ignored. Despite the fact that Timothy was the stronger one of that group, Sydney was a challenge all her own. She demonstrated her power by sending 5 pairs of shadow-like beasts at each of the fledgling Heralds meaning two for each of them to contend with.
Each had contrasting appearances. To the Gravity Herald, they looked like something off of Silent Hill, but without the blatant symbolism that the game instilled and unlike the game, she did not have a lead pipe. No, she had something much more useful. The two beasts came at her, their teeth gnashing. Even though one would not be able to see the expressions in their shadow-like faces, they were thirsty for blood, eager to spill the Gravity Herald's blood upon the ground.
Cecilia would be able to deal with them easily if she could keep them from descending into the shadows. That means a quick attack was the best thing for contending with such creatures of the night. Spreading her feet apart and moving her body down into an offensive stance, she waited until they got closer before thrusting her palms forward and launching a powerful wave of cosmic energy at the two creatures. Clearly, they weren't smart for if they had been, they could have split up and attacked her from different directions, front and behind instead of both attacking her front, but Cecilia wasn't about to launch a stream of complaints. Their stupidity was her fortunate gain.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:23 am
((Cerbs))
Cerberus grinned and then shook his head as Kojiro rushed toward him and spun scythes and knives toward him. The first of the scythes struck one of Cerbs' legs, but fizzed and sizzled and melted into water upon impact thanks to the electricity surging through Cerberus. The hound snorted and then guffawed for a moment as if giggling at the ticklish impact and then got hit by the second scythe, which also melted. That was enough of a notice. The hellhound had Kojiro's attention, and Cerbs was going to keep it. With that, the hellhound became to run away from Kojiro while making sure to keep at a pace that Kojiro could keep up and at a pace that Rikka wouldn't fall off his back.
The hellhound was leading Kojiro closer to where the other Owls were. Cerbs took a linear route through the train until he reached the ((why am I not surprised..)) dining car, lunged through the kitchen while snagging some food and tossing some of it at Rikka and unintentionally kicking up flour at Kojiro. The hound then proceeded to crash through the side of the car into the outside world. One of its heads looked back at Kojiro, tongue sticking out and panting as if taunting Kojiro to hurry up.
Thanks to Cerbs' random crashing through walls of trains, the hound nearly crashed into one of those giant robots. The robot fired a ((GIANNNNTTT...not really)) laser at Cerbs, and the dog dodged it and managed to keep Rikka safe too. Being a lazy mutt sometimes much like his master's student, Cerbs paw pointed at the robot and grinned at Kojiro before dodging more attacks from the robot. In reality, a well placed paw could just short circuit the whole robot, no matter how big it was. But this was a chase, and Kojiro needed more warm up because he wasn't running quickly enough. Cerberus, the king of hellhounds, was leading Kojiro toward Richmond, and they were making good time.
((Edited.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 10:34 am
 As the blood blades came rushing at the psion, all she could was try and outrun them. She continued to run but a few cut her in her back as she let out a painful scream before falling forward. Barely able to create a telekinetic barrier, she opposed the remaining before the barrier had fell. Her mother was very much crafty...too much for her liking. Looking at the Dark Demios, Amara began to try to mentally assault him but nothing was happening...of course....it was the doing of her mother. She then looked at the road they were on as she telekineticly shifted the molecular structure turning the ground into a liquid that she manipulated as it coursed and ran like a river around the shadow Demios. As it began to wrap around him, it began to solidify again. Amara had an idea...on how to temporarily stop her mother....but Demios would have to play scape goat for a few minutes. "Demi...you have to keep these two occupied while I concentrate for a few minutes" she told him. She would attempt to gain control over Sebastian's mind and place her consciousness into him and vice versa. Having some basic knowledge of his power...she would be able to attack her mother while he remained useless in hers.
Dark Amara was struck by the brute force of Demios' attack as she fell backwards. Her eyes and her aura dark, she healed rapidly. Turning to her partner she saw what her "light" counterpart had just done. Sending a large wave of psionic fire it charred the substance and began to restore Dark Demi to his former glory. "Let's take them out...use your mana and channel it into those two orbs up there" she told him.  The projector smiled a little. "It's okay life isn't a pitty party. And thank you for having Sebastian do that" she told her. As she was pouring her refill, Aeon looked at the albino Owl. "I don't think everything has been totally bad. Out of the whole ordeal, I met this great guy who I love, I found out that I have a sister and Aiden and I've been able to see the world. And my adoptive parents except me for who I am...so I can't complain..." she said taking a sip of the caffeinated drink. "But today...of all days..my parents tell me that I was genetically engineered and my sister is a clone of my mother...that they viewed us as weapons to be used on call when they felt like it" she told her. "I would never do a child like that....I can't be selfish" she told her. "And I just felt useless as bat s**t when they took my sister and I couldn't put up a fight at all" she told her. "This is good coffee by the way...thanks again" she said making sure she wasn't being a rude guest at all.
The machine saw that the energy blast was heading it's way. Taking in the brute force it began to power the machine. Elle had to be stopped. ...k...kill...mee... she was able to try and push the message to her sister as best as she could before her mind was dead locked in programming again. Initiate OWL extermination... a voice rang in Elle's mind. Several chambers were opened as pods were released in a ten mile radius. One by one they began to open and began to emit a nervous gas that would kill within a matter of minutes anyone with an abnormal DNA. Erin would have to summon all of her strength over blood and mind to kill Elle and to stop this threat on the Owls that were here.
When Tim's metallic arm grabbed her staff she smirked. "Thanks hun" she said as the staff dispersed into a red energy and began to feed forward towards Timothy, the rage construct had broken but not the energy used. As the large wave of Electricity began to roll towards the mind, she almost began to panic. She hadn't met thousands of individuals, lived thousands of lives just for things to end up this way...not to know how to get herself out of a predicament that looked like all was lost. The red haired woman closed her eyes extending her palms forward as she harnessed her psychic energy as the telekinetic force began to transmutate his lightning. If someone was to see it, it would be like the cliche energy blast colliding, one pushing the other side for dominant strength.
Slowly what would be lethal for Victoria would prove to be an ally as it was now halfway psychic energy. Absorbing what she could, and flying out of the way, the lightning destroyed the boulders, but as it coursed it's way, she released the newly transformed element back towards Timothy from his sides at the same speed.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 2:24 pm
Demios turned to Amara and nodded "Alright I'll try my best" He said. He turned toward the two of them and pulled out his glaive. During this time Dark Demios had been freed thanks to the Dark Amara. He smirked and held his hands out attempting to manipulate enough mana to use on the orbs. However, thanks to both versions of the mystic owl attempting to control the same mystical energy the area around them began to shake slightly. Both Demios's began to flinch as the effects began to drain the both of them. Dark Demios nearly had the energy he needed to send into the orbs formed into a large energy sphere and Demios knew he had to work quickly. He smirked as he thought of something. He needed to overpower the mana so his double couldn't handle it. He held his hands like a bow and arrow. "Chaos Black Flame Sniper!" Demios shouted as he launched a black flaming arrow covered in runes at his dark counterpart. As it struck it hit the sphere causing it to grow until it cracked. This led to the mana sphere growing until the dark double couldn't handle it and losing his focus caused the sphere to break and shatter sending a large surge of mana in all directions. Demios was quick to place a barrier over Amara, but didn't have time to cover himself. This led to Demios, his dark counter part, and dark Amara to all go flying in a multitude of directions. Demios struck the ground with a loud crash, and his dark double was sent into a stage of severe magical backlash. His body burned and scared.
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 2:36 pm
Che was above the capitol now looking down upon the swarm of Owls in siege. There wasn't a drop of formation, tactic or strategy in how they moved through the US army or through their barriers. It was obvious they knew their own strength and therefore did care about what Che though would help them immensely. They just...far too strong for the half-Owl brigade that was the empowered humans against whom they fought. Mindless and brutish, they simply tore them down losing only a few numbers in the process. At this rate, the entire East Coast would be theirs with or without Raven. If they got to the capitol, the entire country would be theirs.
Among them were Thomas and a blonde girl Che hadn't met. She was a replacement for the timegirl apparently. "We're here," said the Mastering Owl as he leveled his body perpendicular to the ground in preparation for landing. He descended quickly and had to take a few steps forward upon touchdown. Placing Kate on her feet, the Italian stared at the new Wind Herald and his friend with a scowl that only read business. "Well hi there Tommy boy!" The magician began to approach the elder while shuffling a deck of cards with flashy, flippy techniques. "I don't think you introduced me to your friend there. Isn't she a little young for you though?"
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Timothy hadn't moved from his spot since the fight began, but he knew he'd need to in order to do some real damage here...or maybe not. Rather than remain defensively offensive, the white haired Herald decided to finally move in for a more direct assault. Victoria made her move and Timothy countered accordingly. The man wasn't one of rage and could control himself as any Herald should've been able to. As it was the master psychokinetic herself though, it affected him slightly and showed itself in the form of a wider smirk.
After having his element converted, there was no way of averting it or absorbing it with his artifact. If he tried, it would just leave him open for a strike. As the opposing Herald's attacks neared from each side, Timothy called to him as much metal as he could and it crumpled inward upon contact. The Herald seemed to have been crushed but seconds after taking the attack, the metal unfolded taking the shape of a hand. The armless area had once again taken on metal to return the appendage. This time though, the arm was far more larger and wider. It's length roughly matched that of a bus and it's width likewise. The hand itself added more to the metal, oddly colored appendage.
Now with a bit more range at hand, Timothy decided to begin his assault. To him, the construct was as light as a feather, but to anyone else, it would've weighed a few tons. As he swiped his hand across to swat at the Herald of Mind, the bases of four buildings were taken out with relative ease. That was only a testament to how heavy his new weapon actually was.
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 4:33 pm
(O God so much has passed o.o) The sound of gun fire, bullets shells dropping. In the firing range Serilda was practicing her aim towards a paper weight dummy. Sending bullet holes through the forehead, left side chest and the nuts. Behind her was the head officer watching as Serilda was making good progress of her aim. "So you believe that the vector that my friend had was unstable?" as Serilda de-materialized the FR F2 she began to grab a towel from the bench infront of her and started to wipe the sweat from her face. She then turned to the man that was standing behind her. "Saw something you liked?" as Serilda started to grab the bottle of water and started to de-twist and gave a refreshing thirst. The Head Officer looked at her and was just checking off the papers of her progress seeing if she was making a mistake or two but from his eye he didn't see any such. "I'm not going to lie to you Serilda, You see you are needed. There will be a helicopter waiting outside, be ready at 8'O clock no later." as he left the room. Serilda stood there confuzzled what did he mean by that.. No later then 8pm.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:48 pm
Kate said nothing. Instead, she looked around with emotionless eyes at the battle below them before they touched down. The loss of life was going to weigh Eternity down by a great amount. With the Door still open, she didn't know what would happen once the spirits made their way to the Realm. Right now though, Che was bringing them down to the ground. She still said nothing even as Che set her on her feet. All her focus right now was where it was needed: on Thomas Moses. Because he was the person that she and Che were here to put an end to. Kate did note in the back of her mind that Thomas had a new secretary of sorts with him. Hopefully, the girl would sit down and shut up while this fight happened. "Thomas Banson Moses... Your time in the Living Realm... Is over... No more running from your Fate..." Kate said flatly, no hint of emotion in her tone. Right now she was in her element: doing her job, for lack of a better phrase.
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When Will finally released his neck, Johan took in a deep gasp of air back into his lungs. However, it did not come without the obligatory coughing as well. But still Johan was on his feet regardless of the fact that he had stumbled a bit due to his current condition after nearly being choked to death by the Satan Owl. His eyes still held their gaze on Will, wondering how or why the Satan owl was still able to stand after that blast to his ribs. But then again, why question it? Will was one of the Great Four and able to withstand a lot of damage. After rubbing his neck a little bit to massage away the choking sensation there, Johan stood up straight, watching Will and Anya.
Anya's eyes widened in surprise as Will came flying back towards her after her father sent him reeling. She took a step or two backwards to avoid getting knocked over herself. A scowl came to her features as she watched in disbelief as Will got back to his feet. "I won't be able to ask him any questions if you kill him now!" Anya shouted back at the Satan Owl, who seemed to be ignoring everything that she was asking of him right now. He didn't seem to understand that she wanted to know at least a little tiny bit about her father before either one of them died.
The Poison Owl's glare only intensified more when Will asked if she had any last words to say to her father. "You b*****d! When will you learn to keep your ******** nose out of where it belongs?!" Of course, this was directed entirely towards Will, and not her father. "This has absolutely nothing to do with you! I don't need your help, so go protect someone else!" Will's implications towards Owen was not helping the matter at all. "Don't you DARE bring up Owen at a time like this! I did what I had to back then because he asked me to even though I despised doing it!" Owen had said he wasn't too far from dying and had asked Anya to kill him then, even if it had been her birthday that day.
"Enough!" Johan shouted out when he couldn't take his daughter's speech any longer. "If I have to I will kill you both. My daughter for what she has become," then he looked at Will, "And you for getting in my way. So do your worst, Satan..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:14 pm
((Will))
While Johan wondered, Will simply smirked. Even as Anya ranted on and on, Will smirked. Simply smirking was a Satan symptom apparently. Little German Anya with the dark hair that was now blonde, a matching blonde to Will's own hair, was scowling like a mad Owl. Mhmm.... on and on ranting until even her father, who had a much shorter patience than usual, had to interrupt.
"Obviously," Will simply replied to Anya's statement of wanting to ask questions before Johan was killed. He knew she wanted answers. After all, any girl would want answers on why her father wanted to kill her when she didn't know him at all and when he simply justified it as her being too dangerous and being a lost cause. It was a matter of lack of will and regret for this UNS man.
He shrugged as she demanded he go away and protect someone else and smiled innocently as Johan shouted. "Sure sure, Yo man." There was no way Johan could kill Will at this point, and the devil knew that. The gap was large despite Johan's experiences. "Too bad, Anya dear. I'm here to stay. Get over it along with that old stuff you're babbling about. I did ask you if you had any last words for your dear suicidal father here. So, Johan... anything for Anya besides ...well, your body and repetitive accusations of her? I do believe she's gotten much better control of her abilities." He tilted his head and smiled at Johan. "Anya, ask away and be quick about it. You're already losing your mind over it." And that emotional instability was what could cause Anya's downfall. It had caused her to get herself into the predicament earlier. Since Will simply did not want Anya to step down as Herald so soon, his only option was to stay...unless he ordered Cerbs to nom Johan up.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:22 pm
Acelyn turned forward as the man who was known as Che, but the photo in the file was outdated by the looks of it. Watching his movements, the young Owl gripped her hands into balled up fists, watching the two who spoke to Thomas intently. As she listened to Che speak, she rolled her eyes and smiled a little, a small laugh coming from his thin pale lips. "At least one of your enemies has a sense of humor, pity she doesn't. The blankness doesn't do her 'charm' justice." The blonde girl started at Che, the small smile still stuck on her lips, though not as a challenge. She moved out from behind Thomas, moving to beside him. Knowing how this would go down, Ace would have to fight even though she didn't want to. The girl put up a mental barrier to block out the emotion from this fight, the fact that she couldn't hold back or she would die was a great kick start for her blood lust.
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