Waiting For The Next Revolution

[Prisma]

I feel the acid of Faust's blood hit my wing, I say nothing as I dodge more attacks. I am getting so vweak and tired. I dodge the little kids as Eliza's axe killed one (Shock..she will return ) and I slowly stumble to Eliza and Faust. "Please...finish me." I am bleeding terribly and have many cuts and brusies, I wince as I feel nothing but pain. "Or at least get me out of here. I am too weak to heal myself." I fall to my knees and look up at them.

[Peter "The Owl"]

"Good." Peter turns and walks the other way, his coat opening and billowing in the sudden wind change. He has work to do. Collecting his faction within the L.I.F and preparing for them to leave.

Hope's friends may not be elite but Peter's are.

[Eliza]

I jumped into the pit as the roulette platform spinned blades torated about to slash me. "Bone SHield!" i said as a shield of obnes lbocked the attack. I then raised my hand as black rose petals appeared and rained upon Prisma and started ot heal her.

[Prisma]

I feel my wounds and everything fully healed. I look at Eliza and smile and mouth 'Thanks.' I move as a blade comes at me and I fly up into the air and slash at Oogie. "Now PERISH!" I yell as a white light escapes my sword and heads for him.

[Allen]

((chesire, please refrain from powerplaying, that includes saying that your techniques hit, using your barrier constanly to block attacks, and moving other people around....))((lock, shock, and barrel werent accepted, nor will they be. so just ignore their posts if they do post, and ignore the ones they already did))

i jump forward after the blast, putting my arm around meg's waist and then disappearing as a blade digs into the ground of where i was just standing. i look towards oogie and start to heal meg again. "come on meg, wake up....". i focus on my hand and then throw something towards oogie. it was a liquid-nitrogen grenade, most likely he'd use the barrier again to block it, but then it would create an ice circle around him.

i glance around, looking for the way out

["Zero" Americanski]

I dress, comb my hair and walk out onto the streets. I then walk out to get breakfast from a street vendor. I hope to find the Russian I met yesterday; if I can get him to join the Rebels it would please Bassarov greatly.

[Kassenia]

"Sure. My job pays well. Besides I don't use money for food all that much."

I smile bearing my fangs. I wonder if hed let me drink from him. To feed of a vintage from his time would be great. I quickly push my urges down however. I throw money on the counter and walk over to the straws and napkin table. I grab a bunch and we wait on his food. When it is done he carries it and I pick a booth near the window.

"Let me know how it compares to your time. I myself am not a cooked meat kinda girl. I like my stuff rare. You have quite the appetite. How do you keep in shape?"

[Oogie Boogie]

The beam hits. "Oof!" I said as i shook. "Thats it!" I said. A dark aura surrounded me as i started to heal myself. I tossed my dice at the grenade causing both to explode. "Hah!" I yelled. A razor rouleete extneded from the celing towards Allen and Meg. All the doors closed, locked, the teleportation dampaner was already on. "No escape!" i yelled laughing. The blades rotating was about to hit Prisma.

[Kaitalish]

A wave of energy goes through the bloodspeakers who are rebelling, and they suddenly find that their muscles are completely frozen.

What are you doing? I have told you that you are not permitted to attack Red Infinity!

I send a separate message to Oogie.

I am going to handle the bloodspeakers, rein in the prisoner and for the love of god stop with those accursed blades. I will punish the bloodspeakers myself.

[Allen]

I jump out of the way of the razor and glare at him, the area around where the grenade blew up was freezing, the air cracking alittle from the intenst cold. i jump away again and turn around as the razor hits the ground. "come on, i heard that you blood speakers were supposedly strong.... start showing it....". I disappear again as i try to teleport out of the ministry, but fail. i reappear behind a pillar and glance behind me. thinking of something to do

[Prisma]

((Sorry I gotta go to bed Love ya guys.))

I almost dodge the attack but get hit on the leg and it leaves a deep slash. I scream as I colide with the ground. I scream as blood pours from my ankle. I heal it and get up with an evil smile on my face. "Superior Majesty!" I yell as an attack like before shoots out of my sword only if it hits Oogie it'll freeze allowing us all to escape.

[Oogie Boogie]

I block the attack with my forcefield. I decided thats enough for one day. The lights dimmed and the bladdes stopped rotating and lifted back to the ceiling. The roulette platform stopped turning. The platform lifted making the floor once again. The razor roulette went back up to the ceiling. The lights dim and everything was dark but a spotlight which was on me in the center of the room. I went over to Allen spotlight following me. Suddenly a table lifted from a panel on the floor strapping him. Same with Meg and Prisma. "Fine, I can handle these three." I said smiling.You think you oculd hide from me eh?" I asked Allen. "I know this ministry more then you ever know." I said chuckling.

[Cosette Hugo]

A tall blonde seats them in the back. The restuarant is quite nice. It small and comfortable.

"It is good that you do what runs in your family. However if you had decided to be something else would it have been permitted? I became a writer because i share the passion my ancestor had for words. That and my family business was the death of my mother..."

Cosette looks at the menu. She is unsure what to say. He will now ask about her mother and she will not lie.

[Allen]

((i'll ignore that bit of powerplaying ches))

I jump away from him, still holding meg. "bastard.. let us go...". i glance towards the door and then four copies of me and meg appear around me, we all look at him. "I will never let you hurt meg again....". we all take a step back, everyone of them mimicking me.

[Prisma]

((nvm))

I feel myself strapped and feel a chill to my bones. "Hey what's going on?" I yell struggling against the straps.