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Shadow of Twilight
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 7:59 pm


One lighting bolt gave him pause, long enough for the second to land solidly on his shoulder, elicting a roar of pain, and bringing him to one knee, in time to see the third bolt land to his left. but he moved quickly, slamming his weight solid into Vik. his hands went not to grip Vik himself, but his new wings...and if he got a solid hold, do his damnedest to rip them clear off his body, seeing them as more chain tentacles.

"No more chains for you!"

the smell of burned fur wafted from the hall, and burnt flesh. his breath was heavy in the air, his fangs so close to that flesh and blood.

"Go ahead, try that again."
PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:02 pm


The Nelphean frowned, showing a little pain at the fact she didn't open the gift. "It can wait, but I am sorry to say that Cymarron ruined the kitchen. He went beserk again, and destroyed the place trying to kill Vik." That was all ture, and the fake Nelphean let the pain of the open gift creep on the edges of his emotions, just likt the real Nelphean. Always willing to do what to the woman wants. "Do you remember when I told you that I was in love with you?... I think I should tell you... Bastet doesn't love me. She just fell for the cute guy because everyone else was finding happiness." Tears began to form around his eyes, and then he sat on the floor and tried to calm down. "Put your heart one the line for someone, just to have them back away..."

Azaireal


Picking Up Stars
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:06 pm


"Cymarron tried to kill Vik?" She had no idea what had happened. Nailah instantly clicked in on the same things she herself had felt only a few days ago. "Nelphean..." She wanted so badly to tell him that she had felt their love and it was real but she didn't believe in her own powers anymore. She could feel his pain and wondered if maybe she should open his gift now. She closed her eyes and pushed the hurt back then walked over to him, picking up the gift on her way. She sat down beside wrapped her arms around the elf and held him. "I'm so sorry Nel..." Then she decided that she would open his gift. She reached for the white ribbon and slowly pulled it. She unwrapped the gift.
PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:11 pm


Vik jumped right before Cymarron could run into him, allowing Cymarron to hit him straight on. So instead of getting hit backwards, he stayed right in front of Cymarron's face. As if they had a mind of their own, the wings evaded the beast's grasp. With both of the beast's arms busy with the wings, it gave Vik a clear shot at Cymarron's face. "Sorry, buddy." he said, punching him hard with his right hand.

dr_sloth_plushie


JohnavonLuther

PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:13 pm


"House pet! Come and attack the one who calls for you!" Johnavon resumed his approach to the beast and smiled at how enraged he was. With his fists clenched again, he lobbed more powerful bolts of energy towards it, which without failing swung towards their target and left small fist sized scorch marks on the back of his fur. "Im right here pet. Take a bite out of me if you can. Or have you had your fangs ripped out as well?"
PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:16 pm


As the pendant grew warm she heard Nelphean's voice faintly and Bastet looked down at the strange "trinket." It showed an arrow pointing to where Nelphean would be. She watched as the battle died down and beings came past her, but she barely paid attention, "I am coming Nelphean."

She flew on all fours in the direction the arrow pointed, away from the destruction. With the arrow as her guide she ran to the garden, almost running into a tree and taking an involuntary swim on the way. All the perils she had faced over the years faded as she came to the garden, to her Nelphean.

Lady Bastet


Azaireal

PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:25 pm


In the box, is an armlet. A very Egyptian styled armlet, with a sapphire jewel place in the centre. The Nelphean smiled, and watched the look on Nailah's face with growing saticfaction, like he was relieved by something... "Its beautiful, isn't it... You should try it-"

An elfish-like girl came smashing through one of Nailah's windows, and she rolled to her feet, felling the scratches from the glass shardes, she was standing a few feet away from the Nelphean when she cried out for him in elvish.

He looked stuned, and ashooked at seeing the girl fall through the window, but how?"Where did you come from?" He forgot the girl's name, which one was it... she was... Damn, these mortals are so hard to tell apart.
PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:27 pm


Nailah looked at Nelphean her eyes glowing with her thanks. She snapped the band around her wrist and admired it for a moment. Then she heard the crash. She looked over and saw the girl. "My window..." She hurried over and looked at teh girl. "Are you okay?" She was prepared to heal and was suddenly very confused.

Picking Up Stars
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:28 pm


Vik was instantly ignored. even the punch which landed solidly did nothing to him, except tilt his head some. He grabbed Vik like a used dog toy, and flung him aside, turning his attention squarely to John, a snarl on his lips, saliva and venom dripping to the floor. his speed was a blur of motion, claws slashing to rip across his face as he rushed past, his tail lashing to attempt to catch him around the neck and fling him foward, into Cymarron's waiting claws...hoping to sink into his back and slam him face first into the stone flooring.
PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:33 pm


Nelphean danced about the battle, avoiding many sword swings from opponents no one could see, while the clearly visable threats, all four of them, stood about him and swung their swords, also always missing. Nelphean felt his strength draining, he had been at this for a long time, he was beging to tire... Then Taria screamed, and he heard a crash as the sound barrier between him and the manor collapsed, along with the mirage. THe Manor could now see the battle outside, or what was left of the battle. The gun fire had ceased long ago, and the French songs were much much weaker now. The sound of the fighting died everywhere, except for where Nelphean was entangled with his hunters.

Bastet appeared nearby, and Nelphean almost had a heart attack, if she were to be killed by one of these demons... Caliburn found home in the skull of one ofthe pit fiends he was fighting and the creature fell to the ground and exploded.


"Arn't you out side?" The half elf asked the father figure, who was in the presence of a beatiful woman... "No... No... You wouldn't run away from battle to be with a girl.. that is not you... you.. you animal..." The girl stood straight, but feel to her knees exaughsted, and bleeding. She felt that the window shards had done more damage than she thought.

Azaireal


Picking Up Stars
Vice Captain

PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:37 pm


Nailah stared in horror at teh little elf girl. She had quite a few scratches. She spun and looked at Nelphean..."Battle? Are you talking about the fight between Vik and Cym? I thought you said that was over." She instantly heard the sounds of a battle raging outside. She was torn between healing the elf and going to see if she could help with teh battle. She leaned down and allowed lavender fire to fill her palms. "This won't hurt a bit. I promise." She laid her palms on the worst of the girl's wounds and then said "What in the nine hells is going on here?!"
PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:39 pm


This was not anticipated. Johnavon's arm swung up in time to get plastered by the first sweep, dragging him clean off his feet and dropping him to the floor so that luckily the tail shot right over him. "Ow.." Wasting no time however, he acted to counter and unleashed magic to increase his own speed while dodging the next set of claws by the breath of an inch, just enough to keep from being bowled over again. "Poor little house pet. Getting so mad so quickly."

JohnavonLuther


Azaireal

PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:44 pm


Taria almost burst into tears, seeing Nelphean pawing a woman when he was supposed to be fightening the devils that were after him...

"Well my job is done," Asrael's disguise melted as he moved towards the door. "Thank eclipse for that wriste band, its one to die for!" THe devil laughed as he vanished into thin air.


Taria simply fainted at the transformation, her mind too exaughsted from the fight. She fell into Nailah's arms.

The bracelet ticked.
PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:44 pm


The strength of Cymarron's throw was enough to throw Vik halfway accros the hall and slam him into a wall. "Ow..." he said as he pulled himself from a sillouette(sp?) of himself in the wall that had been made from holes and cracks. He looked over at the creature. Perfect, he was distracted. Electricty began to form around his hands once more. "Okay. I've got one shot. Let's make it count." He twirled both his hands above his head, another vortex of wind formed above Cymarron. Except this time, it formed itsef into a minature tornado and touched down right next to Cymarron. "Grab on to something!" he shouted at John as the tornado apprached the beast.

dr_sloth_plushie


Shadow of Twilight
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:47 pm


There was silence. no words, not even a snarl...just the wiping out of his tail aiming to in essence slap John across the face with it, to be followed by and open palmed uppercut so those claws could rip his face open. followed by a punch to the gut, and a clawed kick in case he jumped back out of range of the punch...then came the snarl and growl, and those fangs attempted to bite down at john's shoulder to give him that muscle relaxing venom to further weaken this...human.

"Stop calling us that! we are NO ONE'S PET!"
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