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 Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 4:51 pm
Falk looked at Ryo, and the scenario played over in his mind again.
"I was the best assassin around, until Syric was inducted to the Guild." Falk began, "Syric quickly ascended the ranks, and eventually beat me out of number one." The rogue sighed, "I challenged him to a duel, but the Leaders backed him, even when he lost! They said I cheated." Falk let out a loud Ha! and rolled his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 6:14 pm
“Looks like your plans of using the Keys have been destroyed.” Zife smirked as he held both the One-Winged Angel and Diamond Dust in front of Falk. “By the way Syric looks pretty made I hate be here when he finally shows.” The blond chuckled, “But I have a date with Kingdom Hearts” Zife pocketed the Keys then brought his hands together and made a sign a thick cloud of smoke covered over him.
As the smoke cleared his appearance had changed his hair fiery red his eyes blood red his attire completely changed. “Hello Chasers guess who!” Kajime laughed he jumped back away from anyone.
“It looks like my jutsu fooled you losers again.” Kajime snickered, “I hope you don’t mind I paid a visit to your so called ‘hidden’ base.” The red haired ninja leered.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 6:23 pm
Falk's eyes widened when he saw the Leader touching his key.
He didn't care when the leader transformed into a teen.
"b*****d, give that back!" Falk yelled, "I'll wring your pre-pubescent neck!"
Falk lept forward, away from the Chasers and towards their 'Leader'.
His rapier was leading, with all the strength the vampyric-looking rogue could muster. His eyes burned in rage as he thrust the rapier at the boy's chest.
Syric sensed his key was close, somewhere.
The large, now completely black, man focused on a specific spot, the spot where everyone was. He heard shouting.
Off he was, tearing through the ranks of pirates and cowboys. Many tried to flee the enraged man's wake, but most wereeither trampled or struck down by icy projectiles.
Syric was near the climb out of the crater now. WIth inhuman strength the enraged monster crouched and leapt, clearing the twenty foot climb with ease, maybe overshooting it a bit.
The large man landed on his feet at the lip with a heavy thud.
Before everyone's eyes Syric's blond hair was turning the same silver hue as his eyes.
His great chest heaved, his once pale skin now as dark as night. His eyes radiated silver, and his mouth was absent.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:14 pm
Kajime grinned. “Sorry, but you won’t be getting this back. Later losers!” The red haired ninja laughed before he disappeared in a cloud of smoke out of the Snowglobe back to the Order of the Twilight base.
((Sorry guys I won’t be able to post until Thursday, so I had to make Kajime leave so things don’t get confusing.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:22 pm
Dorinda looked at Kajime pissed off. "You gotta be freaking kidding me!!!!!" Dorinda yelled, she ran to her gummi ship and started sending a message to the base though she was curious if it will get there in time.
Maki, Gabriel, Thrias, and anyone else that is there. You got some crazy ninja guy that can impersonate people heading your way if he's not there yet. He's after the keys!
Rix looked behind her curious of what made the thump. "Ah Dorinda, guys. I think we have a small problem. It's Syric and he looks like the way crazy man here was talking about." She pointed. This isnt good. We got ninja to worry about. But Syric might need help. Aren't there others at the base who could fight. Yes but Enji is blind and Gabriel is pretty wrecked. S***. That is a problem
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 8:51 pm
A reply came back almost as soon as Dorinda had sent the message. It stated simply this:
Too late, keys gone.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 8:57 pm
"Kajime...!" the key wielder's eyes grew wide. "You! No!" charging at him just like Falk, he made a quick thrust at the ninja. To his dismay, he was only caught stabbing the cloud of smoke. One didn't have to tell chaser to know that all the keys they had collected were gone. "They didn't come to the World that Never was because they wanted us to gather the key for them, they didn't head over to any worlds because we were being used like puppets!" stabbing his blade into the cold snow, he turned back to Falk and then to Scyre. "Looks like you two will be able to settle the score after all...Once Scyre is done with you, we'll be getting our keys back." glaring at him, he knew they couldn't just leave Falk here.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 5:20 pm
Falk glanced at Syric, then turned to the Chasers.
"None of us are leaving this place alive." He said, much more casual than a doom message should have been.
Syric shot a jagged ice projectile at Kajime in an attempt to skewer the ninja.
The attempt failed.
The large monster roared in his rage, swinging his hands, which were now icy claws, in the air.
He heard the beating of the Chaser's hearts, and his head turned towards them.
He was hardly recognizable, his face looked like something between a heartless and a human. The facial features were there, save for his mouth, and his eyes were the same silver color as his hair.
His eyes squinted, two silver bars against soot. A hint of hesitation could be read in them, if anyone was close enough.
Then he saw Falk, and his rage took over.
Then, Syric charged, his great strides carrying him quickly to the Rogue.
Falk charged the large man, too, his rapier poised to deliver a fatal blow.
With little distance left to go, the smaller man threw himself at Syric, the tip of his blade aimed right between those silver eyes.
Syric put up his hand, though, to block the blade. It slipped, with a sickening sound, through his palm and about a foot through the other side.
The pain, if there was any, didn't seem to register to Syric.
Falk gripped the rapier tighter, and it burst into flame.
Still, nothing.
Falk's eyes widened into a stare of disbelief.
"Is this what it's like when you lose-"
Falk's terrified response was cut short by an icy fist through his chest.
The rogue's head dipped for a moment as he tried to pull his rapier free for another, desperate, last strike.
Syric was quicker, though. Ice anchored the golden blade in place.
The claws pulled out of the rogue's chest and grasped him by the throat. Syric's grip tightened, and Falk's free hand groped in futility at the large man's wrist. Falk let out a last, anguished gasp, and was flung away.
He smacked into the dome and crumpled to the ground.
Manton watched, more than a little scared.
"Is that really Syric?" The youth questioned, the grip on his guns causing his knuckles to go white.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 5:46 pm
Prinz shot back next to Manton, "It's...No. Something is wrong." gripping the hilt of his key tightly, he approached the ice user carefully. "Scyre! Stop!" he shouted at him. "I thought you and Falk wanted to have a fair fight! Fight the heartless inside you to do so!" there was the chance that the two key wielders would have to duke it out, but even Prinz was sure if he could take out the duel user, and frankly, he didn't want to find out.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 5:50 pm
Dorinda came back out with the message still drumming in her head until she heard Syric's roar and Falk's futile battle with him. "Syric?"She looked at him, slightly bit confused. It did looke like him, but the monster features just brought out confusion. She did a small sweatdrop. "Man.....I wonder what Elle would say if she saw you."
Rix backed away a bit. "It looks like Syric, but I don't know if he can tell if it is us though." She replied back to Manton. At least we don't have to worry about freakboy anymore...Now all that there is left is Syric and if he'll attack us. Pyra, right now is not the time to make me a bit paranoid more. Rix did a small sweatdrop on her head though it was mainly cause of what Pyra had said.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 6:15 am
Manton looked at Prinz for a moment, then he looked back to Syric.
This can't be good.. He thought, backing up and looking for Tau, the only Chaser he actually knew.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 6:29 pm
Syric stared down at Prinz. If one were to look very closely, they could see a war of emotions going on behind his eyes.
But, if anyone managed to get that close they would have had their head snapped off.
The ex-assassin's muscular arms twitched slightly, and his icy claws came to his face briefly. A small, whimpering sound came from Syric...
...Only to be replaced by a roar as the man's claw struck out at Prinz.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 6:46 pm
"Ahh!" slashing at Scyre's icy claws instead of blocking the attack, the chaser knew well enough that getting close to him would only be his demise. "I don't want to beat your senses back...But it looks like I don't have a choice." gulping, he turned his hand and his keyblade started to glow a bright golden yellow. "Light Dragons!" thrusting his blade forward, he copied Zife's attack. At the tip of his blade nine beautiful dragons shot towards Scyre, each of them roaring with triumph.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 6:52 pm
Dorinda nodded towards Rix. They had to fight, but they weren't stupid enought to get in the way of the keyblades. Just need to wait for an opening...
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 6:55 pm
In response to the dragons, Syric began hurling hailstones the size of watermelons at the reptiles, Prinz, and the rest of the Chasers.
With each swing of his mighty arm five of these projectiles were launched.
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