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Post by Bastian Farix on Jan 17, 2008 17:52:40 GMT -5
Here it comes!
[glow=red,2,300]Here we go![/glow]
And the mysterious symbol began to crawl up Riko's arm....
((I may have to go in a bit, if I do, I'll be back ASAP tommorow.))
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Post by Snowfrost on Jan 18, 2008 13:35:08 GMT -5
Mathelar noticed the Argonian battalion, and the swordsman but shook his head, they wouldn't last a chance against IT, but would be able to delay IT enough so he could fight the monster hybrid and hopefully absorb IT back into his conscience.
IT still maintained the snarl on his face as the Argonian battalion held firm, along with the either idiotic or brave swordsman. IT held firm, IT would escape, that wasn't a promise to himself, IT was a fact.
Mathelar then saw symbols crawl up the swordsman's arm through the spaces in clothing, he duly took note to be cautious of the swordsman.
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Post by Riko on Jan 18, 2008 17:18:41 GMT -5
((I won't be able to get on today for long, my bad. But I can post this, and I'll get back on ASAP.))
Riko stood his ground, and just as the beast reached him, the symbol reached his face. Without any warning, he suddenly ducked into a crouch and aimed his fist into the beast's stomach.
((see you soon))
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Post by Snowfrost on Jan 21, 2008 11:30:54 GMT -5
IT easily jumped behind the Swordsman and elbowed him in the head, a blow which the swordsman easily dodged.
It snarled, it was trapped between three places, one of which was blocking the Imperial City's exit...IT roared, every time he tried to escape he was beaten, "NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!" he roared before his eyes turned a crimson red and started to fight for his freedom.
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Post by Bastian Farix on Jan 21, 2008 11:53:11 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]"A bit faster than I thought! And feisty too. Well, let's see how you deal with this.[/glow] A strange mix of twili and light energy began to flow over his-its, whatever-sword as whatever-the-thing-was began to charge at IT.
((Yeah, not so great on that one. XD))
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Post by Snowfrost on Jan 21, 2008 15:33:15 GMT -5
IT quickly glanced between the Argonian battalion, the strange swordsman, and the quickly gaining Mathelar. IT smirked ruefully and jumped to the middle of the Argonian battalion and grabbed the neck of the closest Argonian he could grab. Quickly snapping the lizard's neck he quickly grabbed the whole body and threw it to the Argonian's behind him.
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Post by Bastian Farix on Jan 21, 2008 15:36:02 GMT -5
Demon Riko dodged the falling Argonian warrior, and stepped up to IT and slashed his blade down the beast's arm.
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Post by Snowfrost on Jan 21, 2008 15:41:43 GMT -5
IT disregarded the blow the Swordsman had given him, quickly grabbing the spear the now dead Argonian had been carrying. IT then started to try spear the damned swordsman.
The Argonian Leader quickly ordered the battalion to move back, giving the Khajiit and the swordsman room to battle, but with enough distance as to let the beast grab another Soldier of his.
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Post by Bastian Farix on Jan 21, 2008 15:47:56 GMT -5
The demon dodged the beast's spear thrusts, taunting IT impudently.
[glow=red,2,300]"In over five thousand years, I haven't seen anyone with aim as bad as yours. Who taught you, your pet rock?[/glow] It then reached in and yanked the spear out of ITS grasp, cleaving it with his sword.
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Post by Snowfrost on Jan 21, 2008 15:55:09 GMT -5
IT then smirked as the spear was broken by the now demon swordsman, IT had a certain ability that other personalities of Mathelar lacked. IT could sense if Mathelar was near, as was such the case, and IT immediately twisted and dodged the punch Mathelar threw.
IT then inhumanely twisted his body behind Mathelar whilst dodging said blows from him. "You no take me back" he whispered as IT clawed Mathelar in the back, three slashes running down Mathelar's back, quickly oozing blood.
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Post by Bastian Farix on Jan 21, 2008 16:08:49 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]"You forget there's more than one person here".[/glow] The demon suddenly grabbed IT from behind in a Half-Nelson; occasionally shocks of what seemed to be twili energy would course from its hands into IT.
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Post by Snowfrost on Jan 21, 2008 16:21:46 GMT -5
Mathelar quickly turned to see the demonic looking swordsman holding IT in some sort of hold, vaguely remembering it was something called the Half Nelson.
Mathelar's wounds started healing slowly as the Mist his body let out was mysteriously healing them. Mathelar then walked to IT, and grabbed the daggers he had somewhat concealed in his clothes. Gripping Ackblay and Itewhay tightly in his hands before sheathing them in their new white leather holsters.
Mathelar then spoke up, "Any last words before you become a part of me again?" he asked. IT blanched, he had never encountered this sort of hold in his and his host's life before. Nodding to Mathelar's question, "I wanted freedom, go anywhere...During time I spent control, I realized this" IT snarled, "But you!! had to ruin all!! I could be killing now!!" IT yelled to Mathelar's face.
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Post by Bastian Farix on Jan 21, 2008 16:25:47 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]"Would you just finish this thing off before I change my mind? I'm about ten seconds or less from letting it go and watching it slaughter you."[/glow]
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Post by Snowfrost on Jan 21, 2008 17:17:17 GMT -5
Glaring at the demonic swordsman, Mathelar grabbed IT by the shoulders, his will to fight extinguished. Noticing this, he embraced IT in a hug, as IT's eyes widened.
"I accept you as being a part of me...
Sie sind mich, asl ich bin Sie!!" Mathelar yelled as both of their bodies glowed brightly before slowly fusing together, as a flash of blinding light indicated of their being joined.
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Post by Bastian Farix on Jan 22, 2008 17:18:28 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Nice light show, but I sure wish I hadn't listened to you. I wonder what that thing would have done if I had let it go.[/glow]
I'm suprised you held him for that long.
[glow=red,2,300]So am I.[/glow] The demon walked over to a wall and leaned against it; the symbol began to recede from Riko's face, and when it was gone, he collapsed against the wall weakly, a tired, glazed look coming to his eyes.
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