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Post by Toriji on Oct 26, 2009 12:14:59 GMT -5
Toriji smirked under his mask at Mahal's response, and made an audible chuckle at the fact that Ivan had finally been shut up by the man. His eyes followed the man as he fell and he walked over behind True. He didn't speak to keep from offending the obviously traditional man. He was clearly speaking to True and he would let her begin the introductions.
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Post by TrueBlue© on Oct 26, 2009 22:15:19 GMT -5
If Epic True even heard Ivan, or noticed Toriji come up behind her, she gave no indication. The decorated derelict's neck eased back down with another rusted creeeak as Mahal dismounted. Distantly, she noted one universe passing another in time, but in the present, wherever present was, she thanked her mother for eyes without those tell-tale irises or pupils. The way she couldn't help scanning the antediluvian cutie would have been embarrassing otherwise.
"C-c-certaaa-ainly," she slurred, mentally blushing. She rotated around at the waist, her legs finding their way around as she swung out an arm to gesture at the bone demon, "I believe thi-is man is Toriji Akai-Akaido, son of... Djranki Akaido. You've, ah, a-a-aaalready made the new guy's a-acquaintance."
Ivan Gurdji? She cataloged it, then the android started walking back to ground zero with the same long, hissing strides, pretending not to hear the annoying grinding in her own head as new information processed. For the blank face, too, she mentally amended her Thank You Mom note.
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Post by Kagetsuki on Nov 10, 2009 4:18:35 GMT -5
There was no time to react. For one tiny moment Kagetsuki's eyes shot up to Kali's in confusion at his words; in the next moment she was blind and writhing on the ground. The change in setting never registered in the demon queen's mind, for the light had so stunned her that she could barely focus on anything more than regaining her senses for several long, long minutes. Her eyes were simply not accustomed to such bright light--how could they be, when she lived every day in a state of permanent twilight? Zansi did not have weather, did not have day and night.
She was only just beginning to see again as Epic True made her way back to ground zero, so that the new surroundings, the new heat and most importantly the appearance of the new man hit her all at once. In classic hot-blooded form the woman began cursing underneath her breath in some language or another, struggling to her feet, wavering there for a moment and then working to brush her clothes off. Who this new man was, she had no idea, though she woefully suspected human. It didn't matter in the long run; she would simply not be caught flailing about like a child. If Kali wanted her to work with the idiots, so be it, she would--but she would make sure to outperform them in the process.
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 10, 2009 13:41:20 GMT -5
The swearing from the demon queen, predictably in demonic tongues, stirred a surprising reaction from the man. In one leap, he jumped clear over True, cleared the space between them and landed before Kagetsuki, snatching her wrist in an unnaturally tight grip. "Watch your tongue, woman," he warned her. "I'll not have that accursed tongue drawing its ilk here. We have enough trouble with them as is."
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Post by Toriji on Nov 10, 2009 14:04:40 GMT -5
Toriji immediately put himeslf between Kagetsuki and Mahal. More to keep Kagetsuki from him than the other way around. He led his hands up limply to show it was not an act of aggression. "Please. Do not worry about that. We will be happy to deal with any problems that come about due to our arrival. After all, that would make them more our problems than yours anyway. It only seems fair." He placed his hand flat on the forearm that held Kagetsuki. "Now will you please let her go?"
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Post by Kagetsuki on Nov 10, 2009 14:15:04 GMT -5
The hiss that escaped Kagetsuki was very much akin to that of a snake's, her eyes narrowing and teeth baring in a feral snarl. She made no move to yank her wrist away from the man, though her wings flared threateningly behind her and her posture radiated hostility; instead she said simply, voice smooth and deathly calm, "Kindly remove your hand, and I will refrain from using that tongue again." The next words she struggled with, hesitating perhaps a moment too long to be sincere. "I...apologize...for the offense."
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 10, 2009 14:21:09 GMT -5
Ignoring Toriji, who came up beside them since the motion was too quick for him to respond in time to actually maneuver in between them (mostly because that would have actually caused the Antediluvian to LAND on him), Mahal nodded to Kagetsuki and released her wrist. "I apologize if I hurt your wrist in doing so. I would not have done so if it were not important that you oblige that request. We are at a time of strife with daemonkind, led by a man from the north who commands them. We cannot afford to draw their attention while we are yet recovering from their most recent attack."
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Post by Toriji on Nov 10, 2009 14:32:29 GMT -5
(I meant after he landed...)
Toriji's eyes widened as he was struck by what would be a frightening revelation, if it were true. He kept the thought to himself though, maybe the others would not find it as terrible as he did, but maybe they would. Did he send us into the future rather than the past? If that's true, then he has already enslaved the Earth. How exactly are we to stop him now? The thoughts flooded his head and pounded against his skull, though his body remained rigid. He mumble inaudibly and shot Kagetsuki a quick telepathic message with what he thought and left the connection open long enough for a reply.
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Post by Kagetsuki on Nov 10, 2009 14:53:57 GMT -5
Kagetsuki let her formerly-gripped wrist drop to her side without much attention, listening to the Antediluvian's words disinterestedly until he mentioned the man from the north. Someone who commanded demons against humans in their own realm? It had been long since she'd heard of such a feat, very long indeed; legions simply didn't make themselves known in Ningenkai anymore. Toriji's telepathic message elicited a small hum from the queen, and she sent back about as quickly, Be calm. There are several possibilities for our current situation, and while time travel is one I believe another dimension is just as likely. We should suspend any judgments until we learn more.
To the man she directed a question, short and genuinely curious. "This man from the north, do you know his name?"
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 10, 2009 15:41:07 GMT -5
"He has not yet given his name," Mahal informed her. "Our scouts have only seen him from aloft. The first reports originally said it was a woman, but we got in close in the last battle. He lacks child-feeders and speaks with a masculine tone."
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Post by zandyne on Nov 10, 2009 15:48:26 GMT -5
The magician's brief sour expression was replaced with the usual resigned smugness that he upheld. He listened intently to any and all details while the others, in all fairness, ignored him for the most part.
Talk of the demon armies piqued his interest, but only so much so, his mind was more concerned with how they could be used as tools to arrange a certain accident for Mahal and the long-term goal of getting that promised fight with Kali or someone of equal challenge. Nothing enough to kill him of course, but enough to at least dent part of his old pride. Talk of 'the man from the north' caught his attention as well, it could be Kali, but that would be far too easy and early in the game for it to be interesting.
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Post by TrueBlue© on Nov 10, 2009 17:35:20 GMT -5
The massive android came to a stop with the grace and silence of a freight train, putting one iron hand to her painted lips with a gasp that consisted of some horrible internal shifting and metallic coughing. Why, you can't grab a lady that way.
She missed the telepathic back-and-forth, her burning eyes flitting from one speaker to the next. It didn't take long for her crush on Mahal to expire—did he really say child-feeders? But back on track, Kali was currently at the helm of some horrible legions from the North. Stop me, the Man-Demon had said.
Well, Epic True wasn't ever much for brains, but she could add two and two. She could multiply them, too. "Tha-at sounds like Kali. How did you see him from above? Is he ca-amped out in-in a valley?"
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 10, 2009 18:46:15 GMT -5
Mahal shook his head. "No, he seems too smart to put himself at such a disadvantage. He only makes camp on high ground. We spot him by air."
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Post by TrueBlue© on Nov 10, 2009 19:35:16 GMT -5
"Oh." Hahaha, Epic True internally quipped to herself, an uphill battle. "Do-o you have people that can fly?"
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 10, 2009 22:33:53 GMT -5
He blinked stupidly at her as if it were a silly question. "Of course. Our Dactyl Warriors patrol the land at all times, on the lookout for threats and game." He looked up as a shadow passed overhead and pointed to the sky. "Why, there is one now."
It was not a flying man, as the large android had imagined, but a man flying atop a pterodactyl. If she had telescoping vision, she would be able to tell that he was lightly armored and armed with a primitive spear or lance.
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