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Post by owaz on Aug 15, 2007 14:46:30 GMT -5
Gazing from afar in the postern, Tyke noticed an odd green smoke along with brilliant fires emanating in the same location. Whatever that was all about, the dirty blonde young man preferred to stay far away from what was happening. He was without a means of escaping this world, and now there seemed to be no place to hide. So what would the "enemy" not expect?
One of the creatures that had been attacking the town had somehow found its way to Iron Cloud, perhaps from the smell of blood in an open yet bandaged wound on Tyke's leg. He slowly backed away from the drooling monster before it let out a terrible howl and lunged itself at the seventeen-year-old. The two rolled along the hard surface, several small cuts forming themselves on Tyke's arms with red liquid dripping into the beast's mouth.
Finally he summoned enough strength to kick the attacker off him, but noticed it was behaving erratically. Tyke placed a finger to his forehead in concentration and realized that Stilanimus now coursed inside the dark being. However this did not stop the thing from charging at Iron Cloud once more, a portal engulfing the two of them, destination unknown.
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Post by thaed on Aug 15, 2007 17:22:33 GMT -5
For a moment, Shadow merely felt lighter. Then, realization blasted him. The pressure of the very air around him had dropped to such an extent that not only would it be impossible to breathe, but air resistance would drop dramatically. This would increase the fluidity and rate of movement greatly. Shadow shook his head in disappointment as the black, green tipped hair that dangled to where his eyebrows should be danced to and fro. He did not speak, though.
"Idiot....how more obvious can it get? I am wearing a mask with NO openings for breath. There are only two openings upon it: each one is for vision...pathetic." He thought to himself. Shadow had expected MUCH more intelligence from the beings that dwelt within these worlds, this world in particular. After all, it was quite the sophisticated planet what with the many constructions and such an advanced defense system. Well, a defense system is what Shadow assumed it was by the way the pillars and balls of light exploded near him.
Loathing this, Shadow simply added a little concentration to his current state of mind. Typically, it would take none, but concentration increased the effect. Sooner than ever, the pillars and balls of light that burst from the ground grew weaker and weaker until finally, they stopped appearing all together. That's when the supposed pyromancer appeared in the midst of the "battle". It was the same man who sat atop the walls of the Great Maw previously.
The new arrival shot forward a blazing ball of fire and it was aimed toward the mist. Now worries, though, for as it made impact with the wall beyond the mist, the blast of flame ceased to exist. And, not one thing resulted from it being in contact with the mist..except maybe that it seemed to flicker out a little bit before it made contact with the wall.
As Shadow opened his eyes from a blink, a new threat was heading his way. As this wall of flame closed in on Shadow, he had already commanded the mist around him to take a different form of matter. The newly transformed mist grew until it was thrice the size of the flame wall. Shadow commanded it to move forward with a point of his left, gloved forefinger. Upon this motion, the massive liquid wall crashed forward like a gigantic wave, engulfing the flame wall completely. The green liquid chemically changed back into a green mist that retreated backward and around Shadow from whence it came.
With a sigh, Shadow snapped the fingers on that same left hand. Upon doing so, a lot of the mist around him sunk into his shadows. For a moment, the mist did not appear again, but within a few seconds, the only other exit of the Great Maw was blocked off by a thick wall of impenetrable mist. Now, both the path to the castle beyond and the town behind were sealed. Trapped they were, and the only other way out was up.
Regardless of the fact that quite a lot of the mist beneath him had moved to a different location, more of it formed from under his cloak. It seemed never-ending, the way it spilled out from beneath. Of course, he stopped it from seeping out so that there was a good amount of green smog surrounding him from the waist down. It did not stay here, though. The mist around him flowed upward, making a sort of thick, dome-shaped mist ceiling that sealed off the Great Maw. Even though his newly created mist had flowed away from his body, there was still the same amount of it surrounding him from the waist down. This was due to the fact that it would constantly be manufactured when mist left him.
The thing that rose from his shadow ran forward instantly, high-speed and unyielding to air resistance. It took the exact shape of Shadow yet it was solid black. In the literal sense, it was a walking shadow, and as it ran toward the pyromancer, it lunged forward, arms stretched in front of it in an attempt to strangle the opponent.
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Post by Heroic Bilby on Aug 15, 2007 18:03:37 GMT -5
"They're in the castle," Leon answered his colleague and friend. Of course, by "they" he was obviously referring to Yuffie, Aerith, Tifa, Merlin and Cloud. "They're probably in town, which means they'll have their hands full with this invasion. There might be a few travelers here who could help us, but otherwise we're on our own."
Leon tapped a single key on the nearby board as he finished speaking.
"Tron, what's the location of the intruder now?"
The program responded to the user, letting them know Light's last known location as the library. A warning message also appeared indicating that the town's defence systems had been compromised in two areas: the library and the Great Maw. It was unfortunate, but hardly unexpected. After all, the defence system was designed to handle common Heartless. While it may be able to help against the many soldiers piling into the residential area, against the likes of their leaders he couldn't hope for it to be anything more than an annoyance or a distraction. Every little bit helped, though.
"That probably means another one of them is guarding the entrance to the castle," Leon deduced from the information at hand. Before he had worried that the other one would be leading the invasion against the citizenry, but thankfully not. They had much better chances of getting out safely if that were true. That said, he turned to Cid. "So we definitely can't count on any backup from the outside. Not only that, but..."
Leon called up a replay of the scene outside the castle not too long ago as Light dealt with the guards. The attacks he made reminded Leon of the information he'd heard of the incident at Destiny Islands. "Based on that weapon it looks like the one who got in here is the antiform that defeated Sora."
The warrior had to let that sink in for a second. Neither Cid nor Leon knew anything of this being's abilities other than this weapon, only that he was strong enough to defeat the Key Bearer they both considered a friend and that whoever he was they seemed to be interested in looking for information that could be in the Hollow Bastion Library. After that second was over, however, he turned away from the monitor and began walking towards the exit. The intruder had to be confronted sooner or later, and later would only bring a greater chance of misfortune. He stopped before taking more than a few stepped, though, and turned his neck to give the older man a half-way look.
"It's been a long time since you've had to wield that spear of your's against an enemy like this, Cid. You should leave this to me and monitor the situation from here."
Actually, there wasn't really much of anything Cid could do from the main computer now that the castle's only defences were already set. Not much other than watch and see if anyone from in town tried to contact the main terminal from Merlin's house, that is. Leon was just concerned for Highwind's safety. He owed the man his life, after all. Still, he was probably underestimating the blond's personality as much as he was Cid's ability.
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Post by northsky on Aug 15, 2007 18:41:42 GMT -5
The blond leaned in to look at the screen Leon had pulled up. Indeed, with its strange shield and arrows, it was the one who had defeated Sora. A small seed of fear grew inside his chest. If this was the thing that won against the keyblade master, than how much of a chance could they stand against it? Still maintaining that scowl, Cid picked up his spear, twirling it slowly in his hands.
Leaning against the computer, he pulled out a wooden stick much like a toothpick except longer and stuck it in his mouth, chewing nervously. "Well let's hope someone keeps that other one busy on the Great Maw, while we take this one down." He glared at Leon, who was heading for the exit. "That's right, I said 'we'," Cid followed after Leon, his spear resting against his shoulder casually. A giant smirk was on his face as he stopped next to Leon, still chewing on the stick.
"Ye can't get the action all to yerself, selfish kid," Cid rubbed his nose, a look of fear and delight crossing his face. "There ain't anything else I can do here, the town's on its own, but I'm sure that they can get through it."
"It's been awhile, but I still got it," running a hand through his hair, he grinned brightly, his blue eyes glinting devilishly. "Besides, I don't think ye'll last long without me. Now, let's go!" Cid stalked out of the computer room, not waiting to see what Leon will say, though he knew that the youth could do nothing to stop him.
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Post by Shinn on Aug 16, 2007 15:59:34 GMT -5
Shinn arrived at the castles main enterance as he walked around he saw the dead bodies of fallen soldiers. Its a shame, they didnt know what they were getting themselves into. Shinn on the other hand had a plan not to metion he wouldnt underestimate these people.
Shinn scanned the castle to find the location of the mysterious entity. A large amount of energy was concentrated in the castles library.
Thats where he is time to pay a visit to this person. Shinn dashed off to the castles enterance. Once inside he began to take a look around just incase this guy set up any traps. None, he didnt need any with his power. As Shinn got closer and closer to where Light resided, his energy reading kept getting stronger and strongeras if he could be in any room.
Finally he had reached the library Shinns heart racing with anticipation. A challenge was what he needed after being cooped up in Ansems study room for a week and this guy could definetly fill that spot. Shinn opened the door and stepped inside he made sure to keep his defense up just in case this guy tried any cheap sneak ups on him.
I hope you at least give me a good workout.
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Post by Wilder~Light on Aug 16, 2007 18:02:14 GMT -5
Page after page he read, flipping through it as his eyes checked from side to side. He sensed two higher powered warriors approaching his location quickly, but for now, they didn’t matter. He hoped that they would at least entertain him, but these days, that just seemed like a fool’s wish. People in this realm led too cushy of a life style, they were not hardened enough to unlock their potential. Raising his left arm, three arrows condensed around Blight and fired, screaming through the air as they dived down and impacted three guards who had just entered a door. “Never enter the enemy’s den without expecting to be struck first!” Called out Light, unable to help himself. Page after page talking about the heart, the stupid useless human HEART, it was driving him insane. Every now and then a question of light and darkness, a theory about the KeyBlades, but so much, much more on the pathetic heart! “Who cares about the Heart!” Roared the warrior, his words echoing loudly throughout the castle. “You idiots, there are is so much more to all of this than you could ever dream!” Throwing the book over his shoulders, the pages began to fly from their holdings, the entire book mysteriously disintegrating in midair before it was more than a few yards away from the warrior. Growling audibly and grabbing book after book, tossing them in the air as suddenly three spheres of light appeared in the air, condensing into his LockShield and catching them all in a stack as he walked up the stairs. Grabbing one of them and flipping through it, his eyes flicked to their side as he sensed a new warrior, this one much weaker than even the guards. Such a level could only be guessed as suppression. “You better think twice…” Called out the warrior as his eyes moved back to the book, reading it as he gripped his bow, reaching it up and over his shoulder. Just as he felt the presence open the door, he fired off two bolts of energy, weakened a bit more than they already were in hopes of forcing a slip of power, wishing to see how well this “challenger” was holding back. Posting Order: 1: Light 2: Taka < These 3 can post in any order. 3: Zero < These 3 can post in any order. 4: Tyke < These 3 can post in any order. 5: Shadow 6: Shinn < These 3 can post in any order. 7: Leon < These 3 can post in any order. 8: Cid < These 3 can post in any order. [/b]
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Post by ukiyo on Aug 16, 2007 19:35:17 GMT -5
Taka put his Halberd down as he realized this thing wasnt having any reaction to the lack of Oxygen. This wasnt too good. Great, a great watse of perfectly good magic. What was he supposed to do now? Huh, something was happening. That green mist, was it, erupting from him?
No, it wasnt mist. That guy had sent a flame, and this person had sent a giant green wave to block it. Damn it! What else did this guy have? After the flame was gone, it turned to mist and what? It went into his shadow?! Taka was way out of his leauge. He took a step back, a cool rush greeting his ankle. He pulled it back quickly.
He turned around. The Green mist was there! He didnt know what it did, but he was sure it would have harmful effects on anyone who touched it. Luckily, he had only caught the draft of it appearing there, so it didnt really touch him. So, lets go through a reveiw here.
'Okay, this guy has a special green mist that can apparently change its molecular structure. So far, It can go from gas to water. Ill assume it can go to stone, also. This thing cant breath and, Holy Shit!' He exclaimed in his head as he saw what happened. That guys Shadow, it had come alive?! What the?! This thing needed to die. Whatever it was, it wasnt good...He smiled, having a move that would work.
He raised his Halberd behind them. He was at most, 30, 40 feet away? He kept his eyes steady on the target. Then hurled his Halberd around at nearly unseeable speeds. The blade swung out on its chain, going about three and a half times the speed of a bullet. It could surely go through any rock, and steel possibly. Even if he missed, he could always try to swing the chain around for a chance to wrap him. Though, chances of dodging someting that was going about 1300 miles per second, was slim/
(@shadow, Nothing in hell is going to save you from that...I hope..)
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Post by owaz on Aug 16, 2007 22:17:58 GMT -5
Morbid thoughts had sprung forth in his mind as Tyke finished looking into the monitors that lined the wall, showing events taking place all over Hollow Bastions; screens of fallen guardians, deceased citizens, monstrous figures lurking the streets, a dome of green mist covering the Great Maw, and a battle hardened warrior using a bow to fire light arrows at any who approached. There was no seeing through the thick low lying cloud of sickly green, to know the situation of that area, but Tyke had a good idea that this brutal being was searching for something from the way he intently studied the files whilst slaying all that came near.
And there was another stepping through a doorway, two arrows of light energy firing accurately towards the unwelcomed guest, surely about to meet a similar fate as the last several had done. Meanwhile two other stronger men were approaching the same location, one blonde haired and carrying a spear, and another who wielded a gun sword hybrid. They looked tough but not as tough as the man in the porcelain mask who gathered several books with his strange shield object and continued moving. If Tyke were to leave this place, would he have to get through this person to do so? He wasn't so sure of how the others would fare against such a powerful foe, but if he could he would insure there was a chance of retreat.
Unfortunately he would not be able to use the same method of entry he had come through to end up in this room. The remnants of one of the decomposed creature that had attacked lay in a corner from wence a makeshift gateway had opened and closed upon their arrival. One could only guess that the beast had chosen to come here to its nearby summoner when it had realized its prey was no ordinary human being. Oho, I never imagined you'd come up with such a brilliant form of art! Iron Cloud shook his head to drive the unwanted voice away as he continued to think of any other possible route to take than this disturbing plan, but nothing would surface. It looked as if he would have to use "that" ability to secure an escape passage and maybe set several traps that would hopefully but more than likely slow down the evil that hunted for that which was unknown.
Remembering the location of all the fallen soldiers after taking another long good look at the monitors, he made a great sigh, drooping his shoulders, and walked through the doors to the room. He made his way to the first set of bodies and paused for a moment. Pour souls. It was surprising how people could die in such simplistic ways. Tyke hated it. He kneeled down towards one of them, closing the emptiless unthinking gaze in the man's eyes and shut his lids. Removing his red bandage on his ankle to reveal a wound that seemed to never heal but never become infected, he smeered blood on his hand and touched the chest of the fallen guard and in several moments the dead body did something a deceased body should never have done.
Raising the dead disgusted Iron Cloud, but the Stilanimus and their capabilities to destroy particular cells made it possible to do such things when it came to fooling the body's brain into functioning as it would when the person was alive. He awakened the others from their short slumber and they followed him like zombies as he walked the halls, marking the walls with rounded red smeers as he did so. Tyke would continue to do this cautiously before he'd return to the computer room for his last part of the strategy.
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Post by Zero [Axel] on Aug 17, 2007 7:56:07 GMT -5
The green mist was obviously non-flammable so one of Zero's plans was crumbles but no matter. He wasn't actually hoping on any of his attack making contact with Shadow. They would merely be used to determine Shadow's defensive maneuvers and possibly find weak points in his guard. So...Igniting the mist was out but his other attack had still yet to be blocked, and so it was. The emerald haze lifted thrice the height of the wave of fire. Swarming the flames completely, it blinked out of existence.
Zero was sure that Shadow felt secure in his massive dome of green mist. No where for his prey to flee but that wouldn't stop Zero. He was not here because he was stuck but because this was something he wanted to do.
A strange, dark entity rose from beneath Shadow. Solid black form, eerie resemblance to Shadow. Heh...Shadow's shadow. It moved quick but not fast enough to escape Zero's reflexes. Flames seethed to existence and engulfed The Pyro's forearms and hands. From there the pyres extended from both of his hands into sharp points. The shadow hadn't reached Zero before he had the blades of solid flame pointed at the being.
The shadow continued to draw closer with frightening speed but it failed to falter Zero's tactic. He pulled his arms back and plunged them forward and straight through the arms of the shadow. Small explosions erupted from the blades of fire and threatened to rip off its arms. He retracted his left blade and again plunged it into the shadow, piercing its chest. The right blade was pulled back and then pressed deep into the shadow's cranium. Not wasting a moment, the blades burst out energy that could easily tear this entity apart.
Zero slammed a heavy boot into the stomach of the shadow, forcing it away. Crimson energy formed in his palm and he slammed his hand into the stone ground. The red energy dispersed throughout the rock, in thick red veins. Said veins slithered across the ground, spreading to beneath Shadow's location as well as Shadow's spawn.
The red lines began to glow brightly before rupturing. Flames, stone shards, and molten rock spewed into the underside of Zero's two opponents. The fires that formed blades around his arms recedded. A constant flow of fire swarmed over his arms, ready to be used at a moment's notice.
Well, Zero now knew the mist could, and probably would, change its state of being. It had taken a gaseous state and a liquid state so he figured it had a solid state as well. This might get tricky...
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Post by thaed on Aug 17, 2007 10:15:58 GMT -5
Shadow stared in awe at the futile attempts at his life. Perhaps some little seed of confidence grew within them...how pathetic. The warrior ahead, the oxygen sucking fool had just changed his stance. He now stood crouched yet leaning forward slightly, slightly resembling a hawk in flight. As his weapon was raised, pulled back almost as if a projectile arrow, it glowed with a slight trace of power. Shadow was no idiot... If a weapon reared back and glowed intensley, it was usually because an assault, usually projectile, would soon follow. This is why he commanded the glass mirror to erupt from his shadow, completely protecting against the Halberd that, surprisingly, struck the shield the very exact moment the mirror had surfaced. If Shadow had waited to see exactly what the attack was, perhaps he wouldn't have had time to react. Luckily for him, he had encountered similar techniques that he knew had to be protected from before the attack actually began. This pet-peeve of ALWAYS being prepared had saved his life many times before..though he doubted that the Halberd would have jeapordized his life in the first place, so either way, no matter.
The mirror receeded back into Shadow's shadow instantly after being struck by the Halberd. As Shadow's body quickly appeared from behind where the mirror had once been, he saw the Halberd flying back toward its master. The mirror sure was useful at deflecting attacks. A large explosion was heard from where the Shadow clone had attacked the pyromancer. Shadow laughed maniacally, shaking his head while placing a hand on his forehead. Apparently, judging from the size of the explosion, Zero had harmed the shadow clone VERY much...that wasn't good, because the resulting explosion was twice the power and would dish out twice the pain of whatever damage the clone recieved. Unluckily for Shadow, Zero had obviously gotten off another attack before the clone had exploded, judging by the thick crimson veigns running through the ground and beneath Shadow.
He reacted quickly, commanding the mist to solidify into five foot dome shaped shield to hold in the resulting debris of Zero's attack. Shadow sat on top of the green dome, all the debris from the underground magma explosion pelted the inside of the dome as he laughed aloud. The whole image of Shadow on the dome actually looked as if he was sitting on top of a little green planet as it internally exploded due to numerous volcanic eruptions. Of course, many different perspectives could see this as several other things. A snow globe, perhaps? Or maybe a popcorn machine...
As it all died down and no further debris pelted the inside of the dome, the solid green shifted back into its previous state of matter...gas. This was all TOO easy..and he was not enjoying himself. He had expected to have a little more fun with them, but if they didn't do anything impressive soon, he would be driven to end their lives without any playing around. The clock was ticking.
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Post by Heroic Bilby on Aug 17, 2007 12:12:02 GMT -5
A gloved hand came to grab on to Cid's shoulder from behind as he passed ahead of Leon. The younger man was reminded of when the MCP had tried to take over Hollow Bastion and he had wanted Aerith to stay out of harm's way. She had needed to remind him that she wasn't the same girl who had escaped from their home world with him ten years ago and that she could take care of herself just fine. Still, it was almost foolish for Leon to have harboured similar thoughts for Cid. When the Heartless came he had fought against them just like the gunblade-user himself. In fact, back then Cid was even better than Squall had been. Perhaps he was just worrying that the older man was out of practice. Of course, Cid never seemed to practice much before that event ten years ago anyway. His machines were always his focus. Perhaps the man was just some sort of combat savant? If that were true and Cid was still as good as he was before then it would only help them now.
"All right. We'll do this together," Leon conceeded. There wasn't any friendliness in his tone, though. He had already begun slipping back into the personality he had back when the Heartless were at large for all those years. Still, someone who knew him as well as Cid would be able to understand that. "But if things get to be too much for us... we'll retreat."
Leon took a few steps forward and pulled out his Shear Trigger, swinging it a few times in front of him. He let the feel of the weapon in action enter his body and increase his physical and mental preparation for what was most likely to come. When he was done he turned to finish what he'd been saying.
"You were the one who taught me that, right?"
Ten years ago... it seemed like a lifetime ago. Squall Leonhart probably would have died trying to protect Radiant Garden from the coming of the Heartless and Maleficent. Cid, however, had kept his wits about him and knew when it was time to run. The man had saved the life of Squall and several others with his own personally-built Gummi Ship. It was because they had survived that they were able to come back to their world and restore it. Leon knew he couldn't forget that lesson, but on the other hand he had no intentions of letting it get that bad again. This was probably Leon's way of letting Cid know that the the blond might once again have to make sure he didn't die protecting his home.
With gunblade in hand Leon was off down the halls of the castle with his old friend. Hopefully the antiform wouldn't have moved too far away from the library before they arrived. The last thing he wanted was to lose track of the intruder.
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Post by Shinn on Aug 17, 2007 18:17:33 GMT -5
As Shinn opened the door he had just enought time to catch a glimpse of his opponent but not enough as two waves of energy came flying towards him. Reacting quickly, he broke the door off its hinges and threw it in front of him causing the blasts to impact on the door instead of him. As the debris cleared Shinn stared at the man who he sensed carried an enormous aura around him. Was he a Nobody, a Heartless? No, he would have been able to sense that way before. He wasnt really human either.
I dont know who you are but the moment I sensed your aura I knew you would prove to be a worthy opponent. As for the other one hes already got his hands full. Although I doubt they can handle him. But enough talk who are you?
Shinn waited for a response hopefully the mysterious man would reply to something as simple as that. He didnt really care about what his purpose for being there or if he was planning something big. He just wanted to know the name of his opponent.
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Post by northsky on Aug 17, 2007 19:48:24 GMT -5
Cid stopped, glancing at the gloved hand, not with disdain, but with slight disappointment. After this many years, Leon should have known it was no use arguing with the blond when he set his mind to something. Opening his mouth, Cid was cut off by what Leon said next. He blinked at the brunet, and then nodded, the grin returning. Sure, he might be a bit rusty, but this was as good a time to get back into the game.
"You would leave if things get messy?" Cid raised an eyebrow at the gunblade wielder, following him and watching as he pulled out his unique cross of gun and blade, twirling it like an expert. Rolling his eyes, Cid tapped his fingers lightly on the long staff of his homemade spear. He could feel the adrenaline shoot through his body, and maybe excitement. The pilot could also taste the acrid taste of rising fear in the back of his tongue. Swallowing, Cid pushed down the taste of death and agitation and began down the hallway after Leon.
He was having a case of deja vu as he glanced around at the empty corridors of the castle leading to the library, with the occasional staccato of blood smears on the walls. There was no body to be found though. It was similar to what happened years ago, when Radiant Garden was first disturbed by the darkness. That time, Cid had been much younger, more agile, but less experienced, and at the time, in all the panic, he found running the only answer.
Now, with the intruder much more different than before, and no doubt, much stronger, Cid found it harder to run. He was not in such a hurry to abandon this place again. He glanced at Leon walking in front of him, silently acknowledging the fact that the warrior was once again counting on him being the rational one. Though they say that the older one gets, the more experienced they are, Cid was not so sure that this time, he will be as reasonable as his younger self. And maybe, it was not reason, but leaning more towards fear for one's life.
Cid pushed all those deep thoughts aside, making sure he was focusing on the task at hand. His spear close to his side, no longer in its resting position on his shoulder, and his sharp blue eyes flitting back and forth for any sign of danger. With the intruder's ability though, Cid was sure there was no need for it to set any trap for the two. It would just be a waste of its time. But you can never be too careful.
They were nearing the library when Cid's ears caught onto words. A conversation going on in the library. A grim frown on his face, he grabbed Leon's shoulder, stepping in front of him. Judging from the bodies in front of him, the cloaked warrior was skilled with his crossbow. Cid would be able to block that. Twirling his spear slightly, Cid debated over how to enter the library. The door had already been pulled of its hinges, and, pressing against the wall, Cid listened in again, hoping to catch on what the person in the library was saying. Raising an eyebrow, Cid clenched his teeth with impatience, waiting for the question--no doubt directed at the cloaked intruder--to be answered.
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Post by Wilder~Light on Aug 18, 2007 14:22:24 GMT -5
Light’s eyes kept to the book as he walked row after row of books, his left hand tossing more and more onto his shield, the pile huge, but mysteriously balanced. Suddenly 5 bright lights erupted all around the room before blasting off towards Shinn at incredibly speeds, screaming through the air as they locked onto him from different directions. “You shall call me ‘Light’ until you children have proven yourselves worthy…” Came a stern voice, echoing from all over the room. “And I strongly suggest all three of you take all meanings of that name to heart!” Simultaneously a dozen brilliantly white energy bolts appeared in the air before firing directly at Cid and Leon, illuminating the dark hall as it aimed for their lives… Posting Order: 1: Light 2: Taka < These 3 can post in any order. 3: Zero < These 3 can post in any order. 4: Tyke < These 3 can post in any order. 5: Shadow 6: Shinn < These 3 can post in any order. 7: Leon < These 3 can post in any order. 8: Cid < These 3 can post in any order. [/b]
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Post by ukiyo on Aug 18, 2007 14:43:28 GMT -5
The blade was going fast. Exceptionally faster than what Taka could normally do. All it had been was a blur, through the swing, and then when the chain went out, it was invisible. It was going to hit. The blade was going to break through that porcelain mask, and shatter the skull behind it, sending whatever they had inside of them flying.
Well, thats what he thought...
That thing had made a mirror rise, and had sent it back at him! It was like it was bouncing off rubber! But as it came, Taka didnt flinch, letting the blade wisk past him, burying itself inside the cliff behind him. He was getting mad now, what could he do to beat this guy?! He had a form-changing mist, a giant dome around him, and who knows what else? Oh, and mirrors. Lets not forget those damn things.
Taka used the retraction ability on his Halberd to yank the blade out of the cliff, pulling it back to be locked on the staff. He needed a way to injure this guy. He apparently he had an ally, that guy on the opposite side of the 'arena'. He needed a way to help him. He apparently had fire inducing abilities, judging by what he saw. Wait! He got it! The needles...But first, he needed to get to the right position for this...
Wait, something was cracking...That dome! darn! Taka got his Halberd in front of him and started dpinning it fast just as the fragments of rock came lying at him. He managed to knock away most of them, a few whizzing past his ear, and one just scraping him on the lower leg. Luckily no blood came.
Taka needed to get out of here! The only way out was up, and it was blocked. So, he came to a decision. The only way out was to kill this guy. If he used his needles, he could break through those mirrors, because even that guy did reflect them, it wouldnt do anything, since it was just light, and when light was reflected, it was never the same damage. All he would get was most likely a nasty sunburn...
Well, first things first...He needed to get to the right position. Taka started to run around the edge of the giant depression of the walls, hoping to get close enough to this 'pyromancer' to signal him to do what he needed. Hopefully this guy was distracted enough with the othr one to not pay any mind to him.
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