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Post by Toriji on Aug 29, 2009 22:47:31 GMT -5
Toriji scratched his chin and gave an audible and very much fake yawn. "I know you like to be a civil as possible, Kali." He stretched as if he had been standing there for hours. "But I'd really appreciate it if we could move this along just a little faster." He held up his his hand with the thumb and index finger extended to express the world 'little.' "Besides I think we could do without a traitor like Zulon."
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Post by Ninmast on Sept 6, 2009 12:53:16 GMT -5
"Oh, you could very much use his aid," the Man-Demon told the ninja with a scornful smile. "You shouldn't get ahead of yourself. All the same, however, it seems he's withdrawn from our little ploy and won't be joining us." He held his hand above his head as white energy began to gather there, swirling in from a large area to join the orb growing in his hand. "Soon, you shall all be whisked away from here and I shall be able to proceed unhindered until your return."
He gave Kagetsuki a soft smile. "Dear Queen, do be patient with them, I implore you. They know not what foolishness they do."
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Post by Toriji on Oct 8, 2009 15:58:41 GMT -5
"A masterful story if ever there was or will be one." Toriji flexed and stretched his muscles in preparation for the trials Kali was sure to be sending their way. "Even a cow must surely know what an excellent steak looks like." He tossed his gaze over to those who seemed to be new to dealing with Kali. "And we very well may end up being the main course."
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Post by zandyne on Oct 18, 2009 2:41:23 GMT -5
"Talk about a master of suspense, all this buildup and still no action. Why are you still holding out on this awesome trial dear ringmaster?"
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 22, 2009 0:53:17 GMT -5
(Because he's waiting on Kagetsuki to answer.)
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Post by Kagetsuki on Oct 22, 2009 2:11:02 GMT -5
(Wait, really? I remember asking you if I had to post here and you told me there wasn't much I could do, so it was okay... o.o But I'll post anyway, I guess. Sorry about that!)
Kagetsuki merely inclined her head towards Kali, murmuring, "Of course, Lord. Will we be informed of our tasks now, or...?" She trailed off, leaving any other possibility unsaid. It would be disrespectful to try and suggest something to this superior and besides, he had everything planned regardless of whatever she could suggest. He would answer as he would; she hardly had any influence on that.
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 22, 2009 11:36:38 GMT -5
"My dear," Kali told her softly, like a father to a beloved daughter, "your task is simple. You must stop me." But the way he said it, it didn't seem like one speaking of himself, but of another. Still, there was no opportunity to contemplate it, as with a wave of his hand, he released the power of the orb and white, blinding light washed over the top of the burning clock tower.
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The white light faded slowly, or perhaps quickly, and it was simply the stunning imprint it left on their eyes that continued to stun them for what seemed like several long minutes afterward. When it finally left them to sight, harsh sunlight, as if unfiltered and hot, drifted down through smoky clouds. The grass they were sitting on was brown and dry, on rocky ground. The ground rumbled with each passing moment, as if something big was moving nearby.
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Post by zandyne on Oct 23, 2009 5:43:34 GMT -5
The only hint left to them burned in his ears just as the after image of the light burned in his eyes. He scrubbed at them for good measure with the back of his hand. Ivan's heart beats were just shy of a panic attack by all counts and for good reason. No sight meant no power.
But when his vision returned soon enough he exhaled a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding and demurely surveyed the area. As far as he could tell it was more desolation, and nothing substantial to hint at anything interesting or provide an idea of what was their new location.
Deva and Agari bobbed in the air as the magician noticed the faint rumbling moving the earth. He quickly got to his feet and squinted into the distance to anything that might have been the massive thing that was moving.
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Post by Toriji on Oct 24, 2009 19:52:27 GMT -5
Toriji sat unamused on the ground, his leag crossed in an Indian-style fashion. "This is just fantastic. I was hoping for just one confrontation and be done with it, honestly. I guess that hoping was all for naught, I was a fool to think he would make anything simple for us." He stood up through the rumbling in the distance. "I certainly hope that isn't one of his lesser fiends. They tend to be rather big to displace their low adaptability." He sighed. "Either way. Friend or foe, I couldn't care less."
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Post by zandyne on Oct 25, 2009 21:15:30 GMT -5
Despite the ninja's generous bemoaning of Kali, Ivan noted the vague revelation of information at seeing nothing living along the general horizon.
His quip held a mild part of irritation for the bone demon's seemingly near constant complaints or acts of arrogance, "Kali did say a trial, not a pop quiz."
He motioned for Agari to float into the base of his personal shadow. Within moments it became a serpentine and more tangible presence that he nonchalantly got onto the back of. He crouched like a sprinter at the starting line, "While you sit there, I'm going to be doing some more interesting investigation, maybe I'll get lucky and find that lesser fiend."
Ivan launched forward in what he assumed was the direction of where the rumbles were coming from. The snakelike magic following him readily in a blinding, dizzying manner. The quick tendrils of Agari caught and tossed each of his running steps farther along and faster than simply dashing on the ground would do.
The method wasn't anywhere as efficient as going through the sea of shadows in the long run, but it was a great deal more exhilarating and suited for finding presences he didn't know the shape of.
(Ivan is being SMART.)
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Post by TrueBlue© on Oct 25, 2009 22:31:30 GMT -5
As the light faded from her sensors and Toriji's speech from her audio receptors, her gargantuan boots firmly situated on the brown earth, Epic True cast a timid glance around at the company, deliberately not focusing on Kagetsuki. The Kagetsuki Noroi, not even ten yards away. The android felt so ridiculously out of her league, and it was positively embarrassing.
So without begging for an autograph or whipping out an ancient tape recorder and demanding an interview, the ill-proportioned mecha girl hissed steam from her knees and lumbered after the strange shadow man. New blood, that was good. Too many immortals these days.
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 25, 2009 23:12:31 GMT -5
No sooner had True rounded the corner of a sheer, jutting cliff they stood at the base of than she came face-to-foot with some furry appendage at least twice again as thick as she was.
"Ho, Mariele," a man's voice from higher up called and there was a sound like an elephant. If the noisy android creaked her poorly-lubricated neck upwards, she would see something that should have long been extinct - a woolly mammoth, and atop the beast, as if astride a colossal mount, a man that looked the alien's match in size, with messy blonde hair predating the invention of combs and clad in a toga of furs dyed blue. She could tell from her angle that he was plainly barefoot.
It was he who had issued the command to the beast, and as bidden, "Mariele" stopped in her tracks. The man peered over the side and down, where he could see both True and Ivan, as well as the rest of the group. "Ho, strangers," he greeted them in that wide, friendly voice. "Are you what appeared with the great sun-flash?"
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Post by zandyne on Oct 25, 2009 23:25:01 GMT -5
At the behemoth's appearance, Ivan skidded to a curvy stop, the slithering shape of Agari assumed that of a puddle at the cease of motion. The magician eyed the messy human and his massive steed with skepticism and distaste at the difference in their stature.
To remedy this, he evoked Agari once more, this time in the shape of a wiry, thorny platform that rose until it was on level with the disheveled man.
"Technically yes, but that isn't important in the grand scheme of things. I am the magician known as Ivan Gurdji. If you want to exchange formalities with the others you can do so later, but for now humor my pleasantries, who are you?"
As far as he was concerned, trivial details like the time period and location were of no consequence to him, but names...names and statuses were vital.
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 26, 2009 0:44:14 GMT -5
But the man scowled deeply in response to Ivan's words. "I am Mahal, son of Jahal," he answered in a tone that made it clear Ivan's crass tongue had been taken offensively, "and I have known wizards to be arrogant creatures, indeed, but surely even a Dinoman Wizard would be hard-pressed to rival you, Ivan-son-of-Gurdji, and I shall not answer to you."
With that, he hopped off of "Mariele's" back and landed with a ground-shaking thump at the bottom seeming none the worse for wear as he stood to look Epic True nearly in the eye. "Would you show me to your allies in his stead? I wish to speak with you all, if that is possible."
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Post by zandyne on Oct 26, 2009 1:03:03 GMT -5
During being addressed, his face was utterly blank. After Mahal had jumped down though, Ivan's face twisted with annoyance, and he tch'd accordingly with irritation. Their brief exchange garnered mutual dislike, but what bothered him was the lack of a real response by Ivan's standards. Most people were much more entertaining to deal with when they were offended. The ease with which Mahal had brushed him off irked Ivan to no end.
He dug his hands into his pockets, his mind already buzzing with several methods of petty revenge. But he managed to abstain from it as the other man had promised information.
The platform formed by his personal shadow dissolved like ash to the winds and he dropped back down to the ground much like Mahal had, the difference being that his landing was much softer and cushioned by a thin layer of shadow.
Rather than incite another confrontation with the larger man however, Ivan decided he would indulge his rare strain of obedience and be quiet for the moment.
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