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Post by Satsujin on Jun 26, 2004 2:22:26 GMT -5
To her suprise Satsujin's face bends inwards, resembling a C from the side. In the same strange distortion he lower body bends inwards, his other fist coming upward for a punch to her gut.
At that same instant she notices Satsujin with the Abyssal blade to her right, the black blade above his head as he swings downwards in a mighty swipe.
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Post by Asher on Jun 26, 2004 2:23:03 GMT -5
She props herself up on her elbows and allows the book to slide down some. She thinks for a moment.
"Well i could probably get you a room close to mine but what if you change and i don't get to you in time? Then again i dob't if you staying in here is a good idea either...but we've been good so far. I think we could handle it. Besides it will give us both practice for controlling our beasts. I could give you the bed and i could roll out my futon...or you could lay with me and we could just sleep. Its your choice..."
She sits up and lowers her head. What she had said was true. Even though she didn't want to behave she felt like she should. He was 17 afterall...and even if she was a virgin it didn't matter...for her to try and take this young man would be wrong...and oh so right...but she held it down.
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Post by Sonjia on Jun 26, 2004 2:30:22 GMT -5
Sonjia get smached in the gut with his fist and didn't even have time to react as the blade came rushing down. All she though was
What the hell is he. Get the hell out of the way, that's a blade MOVE MOVE MOVE!!!!.
Her heart raced as she shifted her body so that the blade came crashing down on her leg. She quickly used Bear skin. That made her skin thick and the blade bonced of the skin. Sonjia increased her speed and she fadedinto the ground and move some what away. She reappeared some feet away from both of them. Soon she place her hands out open palm down to the ground. Soon a swirling mass of ground comes out. Like a gaint mouth. IT swollows the clone and try to crush it and then another aims at the real one.
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Post by Jon Talbain on Jun 26, 2004 2:32:26 GMT -5
Jon's heart skips a beat... or two. "Yes," he answers, his voice a little higher than before. He clears his thoat and goes on, voice normal again, "Yes, it would mean practicing. Uh... you make a valid point but I'll use the futon, this is your room after all. Thanks."
He still doesn't turn around to look at her. That smell was still filling the room. Didn't it ever wear out? Most smells sort of faded out after a little while but he'd been smelling it for almost a half hour now and it was as strong as ever, maybe getting stronger. It was impossible to describe but he was sure it was the most enjoyable thing he'd ever smelled, which felt odd to think, knowing what it was now.
"Maybe I should call it a night. We can finish reading in the morning. I'll just roll out the futon over here and get some sleep."
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Post by Satsujin on Jun 26, 2004 2:38:13 GMT -5
Satsujin smiles as both of them are swallowed by the ground. The turmutulous earth reveals that Satsujin is no longer standing where he was after the waves of rock subside.
All is silent for a time...
Suddenly Sonjia feels an immencely powerful grip on her ankles. She quickly looks down to see Satsujin inside her shadow as if it were a hole in the ground! He pulls down hard, dragging her lower body into the darkness, preventing her from moving. She is unable to push herself down, up, or to the side. It seems she is bound to her shadow as long as he holds her in his grip.
The sound of metal on rock is heard to the left as she sees another Satsujin, the real one, rushing at her with the blade at his side. The armored boots clank on the ground, sparking as he runs with a distorted evil look of bloodlust on his face. He has both hands on the hilt, ready for a huge horizontal swing with the intention of decapitation.
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Post by Asher on Jun 26, 2004 2:38:43 GMT -5
((Gotta go Jon sweetheart...see you tomorrow...we will deal with your beast if it should chose to come out...  )) She looked at him smiling. Her eyes closed a bit and she jumped up really quick.
"Wait theres something i want to do before i go to sleep."
She leans to him hoping he didn't mind. She gave him a quick kiss on his lips letting hers linger on his for the breifest moment then went back to her bed. Asher jumped under the covers and laid where she could watch Jon as he stood where she had left him. She had not wished to bother him if he didn't want the kiss. But she wanted to give it to him anyway he deserved it for being a gentleman.
"Good night Jon...until tomorrow...unless you change your mind about the futon.
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Post by Sonjia on Jun 26, 2004 2:48:58 GMT -5
Sonjia does a forwardbedn of her upperbody. The bladed miss's with in inches.
He's close enough
She say to heself. She tranforms into a giant polar bear. Her massive claws and jaws open to attack.
Gotcha!!
She use her claws to parlyses his body with in secounds and uses vice grip . Her massive jaws some crashing through his thigh. Punching through the armour like a nail and hammer. She begin to shake her head to try to rid him of his leg. She also begin to try to move. How chould she very well get rid of her shadow.
(iam about to have to get off satujin
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Post by Jon Talbain on Jun 26, 2004 2:50:10 GMT -5
Jon didn't think it could have happened but he was feeling two completely seperate things at once. Part of him wanted to drive into bed besides Asher... and part of him just wanted to faint.
"I... I think I will be easier for both of us if I stick with the futon Asher." It takes every ounce of will to retrain both himself and the beast within, to unroll the futon and lay down, cover up, and try to sleep. He spends a few moments forcing himself to just breath at a normal rate.
"Good night Asher," he says, clicking off the light. He knows that if he looks behind him, he will see Asher's eyes, reflecting the light like green orbs, but he doesn't look around. He closes his eyes and tries to sleep, his dreams invaded by a smell he can't quite place, leather, and wondering cats.
(Night Asher. Sweet dreams))
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Post by Asher on Jun 26, 2004 3:01:04 GMT -5
((Goodnight to you too Jon ...on last quick post then i am really gone....i swear its like i am addicted)) Asher watched him as he prepared for bed and turned out the light. SHe watched as his breathing regulated and slowed and she knew he was asleep. She smiled to herself.
~Sweetdreams Jon Talbaine. I hope we have learned enough to help you...if not we will have a bumpy 3 days.~
She closed her eyes and sleep came. SHe always dreampt of blood and of torture...this night no dreams came. Her mind was calmed for some reason. |
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Post by Satsujin on Jun 26, 2004 3:01:05 GMT -5
The violent shaking is too much for his body to handle and his entire leg rips clean off... His body is thrown to the side from the force, but it never reaches the ground. Halfway through the fall his body slows to a stop, righting itself to reveal his same evil grinning face, but with s tinge of pain shown in the expression. Suddenly she notices he no longer has his sword. Out of instinct she looks down, feeling one of her ankles free, and sees the other Satsujin with the blade in hand, ready to stab it straight into her back. Holding on to the huge leg of a bear with one hand is very difficult however...
((Night. (^_^) ))
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Jun 26, 2004 3:28:51 GMT -5
There were no questions at the end of the press conference. I've never had a press conference without questions at the end...
Vincent drove me back to the international HQ to where my car was, and I drove back to my place. I sat the keys down on the counter, and sat down on the couch.
I was born in Tokyo. After I got a little older, my parents moved to Yokohama, but I used to model in Tokyo. It's all gone now, any connection I've had with my past is destroyed.
I thingy my head back on the couch, and stare up at the ceiling. I try to remember the faces of my friends, my family, whom I grew up with, but I couldn't.
This didn't hit me until now, I have a habit of being so busy that I forget everything but the task ahead of me. I was so busy that I forgot where I was born.
I wonder what really happened in Tokyo... It was probably something similar to what happened to Helsinki.
Suddenly, my mother's face appears in my mind for a split second. Probably a metaphor for our relationship.
I walk to a closet, and grab a medical box. I bring it back to the couch and sit down. My fingers steadily work the box open, when it does, a small platform rises towards me. On the platform are 3 well kept razors. I slide up my sleeve, and examine my arm. All of the scars have been removed with plastic surgery my mother paid for.
I remove a medical scalpul, and examine the edge. Not a spot of rust, or dust, it looks brand new.
I quickly come to my senses, and put the razor back into the box, snap it shut, and throw it back into the closet. I walk briskly into my room, and sit down my bed.
I stare at the wall, my mind is blank.
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Post by Victoria on Jun 26, 2004 4:10:17 GMT -5
I am in the bathroom throwing up my lunch when I hear the door open. I am not going to get fat. I refuse to. I wash my mouth and brush my teeth. I look into the mirror for a moment, and fix my hair. I enter the living room and see Futsu, he looks so numb.
"Love, I heard what happened to Tokyo. I am sorry...I am sorry that this happened....blame those d'amn Americans. Blame them...it will make you feel better."
I know it was not the FRA, but the truth does not matter. The only truth that matters is the one that feels good.
I come up behind him and wrap my arms around him.
"It will be okay...it will be okay, Futsu...."
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Post by Hoggle on Jun 26, 2004 5:20:52 GMT -5
Hoggle walked down the street in St. Petersberg. He was very bored. Maybe he should steal something? Jewelry.. hm... He looks around. Maybe there was someone he could steal from?
((Use this as a example Hoggle.))
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Post by Grak Hiitola Demon on Jun 26, 2004 7:35:23 GMT -5
((Yep its me again Celeste...this should be the last grak post however...awwe...lol))
Grak had been torturing the poor angels which seemed like days. Time had a different reality there it seemed. He had been enjoying himself immensely and had almost broken the angel of her light within. He could feel it gathering and loosening itself from her.
Celeste was sagging on her chains. Her wrists bloody from struggle and her body not a mark on it cept for the blood he had spilt. It seemed the angel had regenerative powers. But that was no matter for him. When she was fully recovered she wouldn't care anylonger. Not after he took the light...or so he hoped.
He slapped her hard to bring her attention to him.
"Come celeste when will you realize you have been beaten and give up the light?"
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Post by St Celeste on Jun 26, 2004 7:43:03 GMT -5
Her eyes snap open and she grins.
"Never you piece os s'hit. You wanted the light? Here take this....."
She conjures forth her holy light. It bubbles forth in a wave of sorts she screams as her purity is rippen from her. She looks upon the demon with hate filled eyes. The light pouring forth from eyes and mouth. She screams once again this time the light is directed full force upon the demon Grak.
The light envelopes him and it tears him apart charring his flesh and bones leaving nothing but ash. Celeste smiles wickedly.
"It seems i was more woman than he could stand."
That was all she said before unconciousness overtook her. She would heal in time. She could break her bonds when she was fully recovered. But at what price had her freedom cost.....
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