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Post by Calithin on Jun 2, 2004 12:48:10 GMT -5
(( Alright, a guy can only wait for so long here, I almost have to dust the cobwebs off my wings dude, c'mon Kakashi. ))
* I decide to do what I should have done a long time ago in this fight. I hold my hands out and two small daggers apear, one in each hand.
I run at the speed of light behind Kakashi, stick one in the back of his neck, and the other one in the middle of his back, I swiftly pull them out and they dissapear again.
I teleport a few feet in front of him.*
" You'll be paralysed for 24hrs, I suggest you use that time to think about if you really want to fight me. I'm not sure where to teleport you, I suppose a hotel room will do. I am going to find Hope, don't come after me unless your sure thats what you want. "
* I point to him and teleport him into a hotel room that I reserved earlier in this town. I sigh, and trace Hope's energy to the tree house, I teleport there and lean against one of the walls, I slide down into a sitting position. Man, I have a bad everything-in-my-body ache.
I wipe the blood from my brow, and close my eyes. *
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Post by Zero 009 on Jun 2, 2004 14:24:51 GMT -5
'Interesting... me.. to lead a charge, eh? Now where can I find this Mikko... despite the fact that he is friends with Bassarov... I've never really heard of him let alone talked to him.'
After teaching his class, he returns to the main body of the Church, searching for the one named Mikko.
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Post by Sinipunainen on Jun 2, 2004 14:29:26 GMT -5
((Talice.. I think he referred to you as one of the leaders of the charge. You and I will be doing that. You're name would therefore not be on the list. Just thought I'd let you know.))
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Sinipunainen makes his way out of the Ministry of Terror, leaving a note with the presiding bosses that he would back shortly. He needed to sharpen his Pukko knives, and the only place that was, was in Hell.
But instead of ruining Earth by opening a spontaneous rift, he would need to make with preparation. It would be short prepreation, but nevertheless, preparation.
Flying to a secluded part of Asia, he finds a medow, perfect for creating it. Holding both his palms out, flat, he began chanting the Old Language, which eventually began to spark purple energy blasts from the air before him. The air seemed to pull itself outward like skin, which eventually folded over to form a portal. This woud lead him into the depths Hell.
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Jun 2, 2004 14:30:15 GMT -5
Damien laughs.
"I have to agree with Flask on that one. Haha!"
Damien reaches a hand out and the head of the billowing fire wave slows down and disperses.
"Two fire users... Could get manotonous..."
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Post by Cathie Magnesa on Jun 2, 2004 14:52:09 GMT -5
The guy seem to of not paied attention and sent fire swrilling toward atumna. Cathie flew with all her speed to dodge the flames and then Damien sent fire toward Flask fire.
You people are insane fightning in a tree with fire.
Cathie knew that the tree would live becuase of it's magical strenght but it's going to get very hot in here.
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Post by Hope98 on Jun 2, 2004 14:54:29 GMT -5
"Calithin!"
I rush over to him and see that he is very exhausted from his battle. If I had healing powers I would heal him, but since I do not, I simply wrap my arms around him.
"I hate to be the co-depedant female. It irks me to no end. But I am happy that you are alright and it is great to see you again!"
I dapple his face with kisses, which is unusual for me because I am not an affectionate person. But I am glad he is fine. I feel slightly regretful for being so expressive with my emotions. I pull away from him and remind myself that I am being foolish.
"Well, I had no doubt that you would prevail."
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Post by Lady Violet on Jun 2, 2004 15:02:52 GMT -5
As I sit in my office I think about Valmont. I decide to email him.
-Valmont, I hope that you are okay after your encounter with Lin-Sat. I would like to see you again sometime, perhaps after office hours to avoid certain dictators.
When this is done, I get back to work planning for May Day.
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Jun 2, 2004 15:15:54 GMT -5
I use my bark skin power to coat my body with a thick bark like armor. Flask's flames hit me and scald the armor, but leave me unscathed. I tree-port into a nearby tree and bombard flask with some of my atomic acorns. I few of them miss, creating a large explosions and craters twenty feet in diameter.
I take notice of the fairy.
"If you want to help, then help me fight, otherwise please be quiet as it is distracting me."
I hate to be rude, but there is nothing worse than verbose bystandards.
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Jun 2, 2004 15:24:13 GMT -5
Damien regains his balance as he pushes off the tree, scratching his head.
"You think you can handle this fire guy by yourself? If you can I am going to go after Grove. He must be around here somewhere, as this tree is pumping with his energy..."
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Jun 2, 2004 15:28:01 GMT -5
"I shall do my best."
I stand up in my tree and survey the damage.
I see that Metsanysyst is observing the battle. She is also a spirit of some sort. This will make things interesting. From what I gather, Flask is a powerful fighter. I may need to call some reinforcements. For now, I will see how I fare in this battle on my own.
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Jun 2, 2004 15:31:09 GMT -5
Damien looks around, then looks at Flask.
"Nevermind." He says as he leans back against the tree.
"This could be just as interesting. And if Grove is going anywhere, he is going to come back here, so I might as well wait."
Damien cracks half a smile, showing one of his canine teeth.
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Post by Cathie Magnesa on Jun 2, 2004 15:52:46 GMT -5
Cathie turns to autumn, she made sure not to hurt her. That pleased Cathie for not very many people care for fairies then and now.
I will help you autumn. I will.....
Cathie tranform's into her human form. She spots a flower and blade of grass not to far from her.
Here this will help
Autumn stared at know the tranform Cathie only of a min. Cathie guess she wonder what that would do. Cathie then place the grass and flower next to her. She then pulls out a flute placing her lower lip on the mouth peice and blew lightly making a very plan sound then she placed her fingers in the key's and began to play a soft sound. Soon the blade of grass and flower grew larger and larger and skin rough with what looked like teeth at the mouth of the flower. The flower and blade of grass stood in front of Cathie.
Will this do....
The plant and grass live and are fully moble.
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Post by Flask: Lord of Fire on Jun 2, 2004 16:35:27 GMT -5
Flask throws up an arm and a wing as the blasts explode around him, his wings soaking the damage. He stands, his feathery wings charred slightly, his eyes swirling red. His lips curl back enough to show sharp teeth.
Flask reachs (mentally) for the higher power that lets him transform... and grasps nothing. D'amn, this Autumn is a spirit too. With her and Metsa in the area the spiritual power in this section of reality was worn thin. That combined with the fact he'd already been using his powers that day... he couldn't transform...
"Your best won't be good enough."
Flask's wings spread wide and he launches into the air, flying towards Autumn, fire wrapping his body as he leaves the ground. His right hand draws back, fire blazing in a orb the size of a baseball. The angel comes level with Autumn and throws the fireball.
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Post by Nigel Eckhart on Jun 2, 2004 16:37:26 GMT -5
"It's quite alright, Kayta. I just do not like titles for people. People with titles think they are superior to everyone and that is not how I think. As long you are respectful, its doesn't matter where you are on the social ladder. I am so naughty for breaking the mold..."
Nigel ended his statement with a sarcastic sniker, meant in a joking manner.
Nigel looked to Kayta as she mentioned that Restuarant.
"I enjoy italian food. It has always been good to survive such changes in the world..."
Nigel nodded as he raised his elbow to her, so she could grasp and walk like a formal couple. Nigel thoughts wondered for a moment and he spoke to Kayta with a concern look.
"Though I hope you will be ok, Kayta? I know what you need now, and I don't italian food is one of them. Sorry to trouble you about it, I am still very uninformed on those matters. I didn't read much on them..."
Nigel snickered with the end of his statement, as they walked toward the Restuarant...
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Jun 2, 2004 17:10:31 GMT -5
Suddenly Damien comes from nowhere, flying through the air with a huge jump, and ends up directly between Flask and Autumn just as the fireball streaks toward her. With both hands he catches the fireball, the force of impact sending him backwards as he lands on the ground hard, but still on his feet. He still holds the fire in his hands and make a 'tisk tisk' sound as it dissapates.
Looking at his hands, he sees that they are slightly darkened.
"You have a pretty hot fire going there... Haha."
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