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Post by warhawk225 on Nov 10, 2005 19:33:49 GMT -5
A single feather drifted down from the sky, gently landing on the alley floor. As the feather touched the ground, it began to glow, slowly floating upwards, back into the air. Suddenly, thousands of tiny beams of lights shot out of the feather, the light building in the center as the light combined. Soon, the light faded, and the single feather had disappeared, replaced by a man-like figure that was dressed in white, his cloak fastened by an ornate silver clasp at his neck. A long sword was sheathed at his right side and a pair of blue-white wings folded themselves behind his back, a shimmering dust floating from them and filling the air surrounding this angel. From his light plated boots, to his chain gloved hands, to his white hooded head, a white light shone from within, emitting waves of hope and life to those that were struggling. Held loosely in his left hand was a bow, nearly six foot long, and was made of a shimmering metal, harder than diamond, and yet as flexible as yew. His right index and middle finger brushed the bow gently, and he raised the bow, drawing the string as an arrow shaft of pure light following his fingers out of the handle. Fully stretching the bow, the arrowhead formed on the other side of the handle, the arrow complete and ready to be discharged at a demon’s heart. The angel relaxed, lowering the bow but with the arrow still strung. K'loth looked at the others in the alley. Two with confused and darkened spirits, one with a clearly demonic soul, and another that was destined for Heaven. All standing together like they were having lunch together((Please ignore the pun )). Well, well.This would flow through their heads in the form of a thought, and was not verbally said. K'loth had long since lost his ability to speak verbally, ever since he gave up mortality. What do we have here?
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Post by Elanorîn on Nov 10, 2005 19:44:55 GMT -5
Elanorîn watches Cythis as he speaks intently. Not taking her eyes off him for a second. Wanting to be reassured that what she had understood was wrong. His words went most of the way there but still left an uncomfortable feeling in the back of her mind. But that would have to wait.
Once his voice had once more fallen silent she lowered her head in a couple of silent nods as she tried to calm her racing mind. With one hand she reached out to take one of his, hoping the gesture spoke enough as she didn't yet trust her voice.
She threw a glance in Angel's direction, but soon cast her eyes down again and shook her head. She couldn't help feeling her best friend was lost to her. She could never condone the attitude she insisted on with regards to the taking of life.
Suddenly she became aware of a strong powerful light and the feeling of reassurance and hope eminating from it. She suddenly looked up, her grip of Cythis' hand tightening as she watched the figure emerge.
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Post by Calli on Nov 10, 2005 19:59:25 GMT -5
Angel laughed at Auns words, playfully slapping his chest. "Oh really now? Well if you did I'd make your life hell." She pertly stuck out her pink tongue, quite ignoring the lamenting soul of Elan. Angel had had enough of lamenting and now she was with her Aun. Her mind started to wander on the fun they could have together.
But her thoughts were prematurely cut off as a bright and annoyingly good presence entered the area. Angel's eyes narrowed as her hands gripped onto Aun's shirt. Raven had told her that it was unlikely that a person could kill her with a holy object but the myths of crucifixes and such stuck firmly in her head.
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Post by Justy on Nov 10, 2005 20:10:09 GMT -5
Cythis watches Elanorin silently for a moment, giving a small smile, though angles a brow as his hand is taken and held onto tightly. His free hand coming up to sheild his face from the bright light and a light grumble heard from his form. His eyes are well acustomed to darkness, so such light was painful, as it was undoubtedly for all who were upon the streets tonight. It's worse then flicking upon the light to wake someone up. The mental voice is pushed from his mind, not many things make it into his mental barriers, thusly while the other's may hear the voice, he is obvlivious too it.
Aunintra gives a small smirk to Angel and shakes his head a bit, the smack of her hand echoing against his hard chest, probably hurting her hand depending on the force used to land the blow. A slight shake of his head is given and he tsks lightly. "You do enough of that already, dear Angel." His lips tug into that ever so cocky smirk, that is until that damn light shines through the darkness, tearing the night into shreds. His wings instinctivly going up and sheilding him from the light, more so his eyes, as said a bright light in the dark of night is not the best thing ever. His eyes narrow upon the man. "What we have here is an asshole showing up in the dark and waving his light around like it's some sort of compensation for a small... heh. Well."
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Post by warhawk225 on Nov 10, 2005 20:19:49 GMT -5
K'loth glanced at the demon. Tut Tut. Language. The bow disappeared, molding itself into his arm and the arrow of pure light compressed itself into a small ball, so small it wouldn't even be visable to the eye, naked or not. Turning to the clerical woman, he flicked a finger out, pointed towards the demon almost casually. The ball of light would dart at the demon, no matter where he was, like a missile homing in on a target...only a missile travelling at light speed, literally. If the light hit the demon, it would disperse around his wings, but giving the demon a sensation of being smacked. His whole body being smacked at the same time. A very painful smack I might add.
Manners. Learn some.K'loth told the demon, and asked the Cleric in a type of thoughtspeech so only she could hear. What is one as holy as you, doing amongst such evil creatures?
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Post by Elanorîn on Nov 10, 2005 20:34:47 GMT -5
Elanorîn was still holding on to Cythis' hand as she watched the bright figure. Her mind quickly pushed all the matters with Angel aside to try and focus. The words from Aunintra behind her helped her to wake up to the situation before her and snap out of her thoughts.
She glanced to Cythis with a pensive look, as much wondering what he would do as feeling accused with regards to being in his company by the words that invaded her mind.
Holy was maybe going a bit far. She never considered herself particularily Holy. But it was true enough what he spoke and she struggled to find a reply.
"I-I..."
Who was this? An Angel? A messenger from the Heavens? A disciple of Ilmater Himself?
"I had hope to the contrary." She offered truthfully. Perhaps not with regards to Aunintra. Angel... she felt torn, but not as much as she felt put on the spot by this new figure. She looked at Cythis intensely as if studying him as thoroughly as she could.
No. No, she couldn't believe he was Evil. Her hand held his firmly.
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Post by Calli on Nov 10, 2005 20:40:14 GMT -5
Angel's laughter rang out into the night, her eyes closed tightly as her face was placed upon his chest. "Your terrible love." She said quietly, attempting to block out her annoyment at this figure.
Now... seeing the player is unsure if this energy thing hits or not I have four scenerios
1: The ball of light flies from the bow and affects Aun like an annoying smack, but seeing Angel is right in the way, she feels it as well.
2: Same as one except Angel doesn't feel affect. Her anger starts to erupt as she turns her face towards the bright figure. "Bastard!" She growls out.
3: The ball didn't hit them due to the fact that Aun ish all special ^.^ All Angel can do is grin at the annoying attempts of the angelic figure
4: Only Angel feels it... basically same as 2.
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Post by Justy on Nov 10, 2005 20:50:49 GMT -5
Cythis lets his gaze linger upon the invader, seeing as that's all he really is. Someone breaking into a group of people, whom obviously are all connected to one another in some way, and starting things. A slight shake of his head is given and he angles a brow at Elanorin, tilting his head to the side as he looks at her for a moment. As usual it seems he needs to be her strength, thusly his attention turns to this K'loth person. "Because evil is in the eye of the beholder. What one precieves as Evil, another might preceive as nuetral, or even good. It's a perspective." A slight shrug of his shoulders is given. He knows Elanorin well enough to guestimate what the man had asked her, despite not hearing it himself. Elanorin's reactions gave him enough to go off of, though still the need to be vague.
Aunintra grins at Angel, her laughter is a sound he's been far too long without hearing, as had the other's here. Pehaps, even as cold and evil as he seems, he manages to draw out the true Angel, only strengthen her to defend herself? As the man's bow seems to fade away a slight shake of his head is given. Obviously something arcane is in the works, and as he has a natural sence of such things, he may not be able to see the ball of light, but he can sense it. A quick muttering of words is spoken under his breath in a dialect even Angel has never heard him speak in. A barrier forms around his body before the shot is even fired. The blast, to all intents and purposes would indeed hit, however, the 'smack' it was supposed to deliver is absorbed via the barrier, which then disperses. "Heh. I have no manners, nor do I pretend to care to have them. I am myself, regardless of whom is around and whom has a problem with it. Though, you, my friend, seem to be exactly what I've come to expect from your type. A self rightous hypocritical asshole. See, you tell me I need to have manners, yet your very appearance caused discomfort and pain to not only myself, but the other three here. That alone is a lack of manner, which you claim other's should learn. Really, let me guess. You are the type who'd kill a slave that doesn't wish to be freed from thier tyrinical master, arn't you? Slavery is evil, so if the slave doesn't wish to be saved you shall rain down rightousness and cleans them, never mind the fact that in actuality it's simply cold blooded murder. Heh." He shakes his head. The true evils in the world are the people like that. Those who commit acts of evil in the name of good.
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Post by warhawk225 on Nov 11, 2005 7:25:24 GMT -5
((The smack would only have affected Aunintra. I'm not sure if I can auto-hit, or do the whole CC routine, so I played it safe))
K'loth turned his head towards the demon, a faint smile touching his lips, although noone would be able to see it. You truly are a persistent thing, aren't you? Yes, I agree, some of my comrades do what you have just said. However, if I did the same thing, your vampiric friend would be severely wounded at the moment, yourself and I would be locked in combat. However, as it is, we are not. I only fight in defense. What is the point of fighting when one can still solve a problem using words?
Turning back to the cleric, he studied her carefully, then to the man at her side. Love is a powerful emotion. he replied, and gave a mental shrug. Perhaps it is all for the better.
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Post by Elanorîn on Nov 12, 2005 13:27:03 GMT -5
Elanorîn gave Cythis a slight smile in thanks. He never failed to stand by her and more than anything it reassured her that he was not Evil. The last of those doubts finally banished from her mind she stepped forwards towards the new figure among them, now a bit more confident than before.
"Yes it is, and never is it misplaced. Though... some might deserve it more than others..."
Her eyes looked aside for a moment but didn't fall on anything in particular. It lasted only for a moment as her thoughts wandered a little before she returned her eyes to the stranger.
[Celestial]"What is this problem you mention that brings you here, Angel?"
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Post by Calli on Nov 12, 2005 13:34:05 GMT -5
Angel was practically growling at the angelic figure, her silvery hues flaming with annoyment and anger. "Bastard" She sneered toward the figure. "Why do you bother yourself here? Maybe one of our number still has belief in holiness and light but does this mean you must suddenly appear and interrupt our... conversation...?" She was quite annoyed that Angel could no long try and persuade Elan to forget her new nature. With this annoying angel here, how the hell could she continue?
She now turned her attention toward Aun. "Please... let us leave!"
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Post by Justy on Nov 12, 2005 13:46:35 GMT -5
Cythis gives a small smile to Elanorin and a slight shake of his head, still unsure what everyone is talking about, seeing as it's not dawned on him that the being is speaking telepathicly and openly to each, rather then on a secluded 'channel' or telepathy, which he wouldn't be able to hear anyways, though Angel seems to be responding to what seems directed at Aun. He just gives a shrug of his shoulders and brigns a single gloved hand upwards, pushing it through his hair and looking towords Elanorin, content just to be beside her and offer her strength as she may need it.
Aunintra gives a small smirk at K'loth and another shake of his head. "Yes, in defence. That's why you offer an attack to someone mearly stating thier opinion? That's something to be defensive about, isn't it? Perhaps because it's the truth? After all, lies one tend to shrug off as just that, however, truth is what makes people defensive. Heh." He looks as if he's ready to continue verbably tearing this 'angel' appart, however, his Angel asks him to leave, and based on the tone in her voice he can tell she's upset. A nod is given in responce. "Lead the way, since I don't have a clue where a damn thing is around here."
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Post by warhawk225 on Nov 14, 2005 19:41:18 GMT -5
K'loth glanced at the demon impassively, and told him, If you considered that an attack, then I don't know how you've survived this long. Turning to the cleric, he said, The problem is surrounding you. God's servants have been scattered far and wide. Those that still believe in his words are hiding amongst shadows.
K'loth glanced up at the sky, and the once clear sky began to darken, the wind picking up drastically, too sudden to be natural. Run while you still can, Cleric.
((OOC: I would like to note at this present time that my next few posts may seem a bit godmodish. So don't kill me if I wipe out the city and ignore your possible defensive counter-measures. I'm using God's power after all.))
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 7, 2005 17:17:36 GMT -5
Elanorîn frowned, a little confused by the Angel's words. She glanced around her as a reaction to what he had said before looking back and noticing the darkening sky. Her eyes widened a little in alarm. What on Earth was happening? "Cythis... we might have to do as he says..." She whispered under her breath, unaware that Cythis had not been hearing any of this since both Angel and Aunintra seemed both aware. She looked back up at the stranger. "What is this? Did you not just say you wished to solve this peacefully with words?!"Behind her she took a firmer hold of Cythis hand and stepping a little closer to him, ready to indeed 'run' in a manner of speaking. Though she had no idea to where. She was kind of relying on Cythis abilities to get them to safety fast. ((OOC: No autohits, Warhawk. ))
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Post by Calli on Dec 15, 2005 19:59:31 GMT -5
Angel frowned and began to back away from the creature, making sure her hold on Aunintra's hand was quite firm
"I'll lead you to my apartment.... I made sure there was space for you, when you came." She practically whispered, before turning her back to the creature and beginning her quick departure.
(Short and sucky XD There ya go =P)
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