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Post by v on Jan 29, 2006 18:31:57 GMT -5
Somniculose thought for a moment, casually nibbling on his upper lip as he did so. He never had liked Necromancers, they were far too overt most of the time, and always seemed to have a slight personality issue somewhere along the line. Generally, he would just have told people feeding him infomation to fuck off, however, the two went back a while and, though not quite friendly, had a certain, respect, for each others ways.
"I don't believe confronting him directly is the way to go." Somniculose nodded slightly as he spoke, as though finally deciding upon the most viable solution. "Hes a nercomancer, if he gets pissy he could send his puppets out into Tokyo, and we seriously don't need that." He heard Lord Sartek snort in the background, apparently, centuries of exsistance still hadn't quite taught him that having a 9 foot tall Minotaur stomping about could cause panic. "That said, preperations must be made incase this Nightshade chap does to something a that could endanger us.". As if on que he heard Sartek stamp his foot hard against the ground, iron hooves meeting enforced metal girders, girders only just winning.
"A test of my strength!" He said, his normally deep, stoney voice filling with excitement and rising two octaves. When Sartek had slunk back into the beer cellar upon seeing two humans walking in, Sominculose leaned a bit closer to Metallica.
"Something tells me he hasn't been out in a while." As he spoke a second, more humanoid looking bar man walked out of the cellar, the only clue about his somewhat less than human origins, the large pupils and extremely small whites of his eyes.
"Tell me, Metallica, what do you think to these Rebirth Cultists? Scum that they are, they are becoming quite the irritant, is humanity that easily swayed by a few simple illusions and tricks that they would willingly join that thing"
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Post by Kai! Kai! on Jan 29, 2006 18:45:58 GMT -5
Metallica frowned thoughtfuly swilling the win in her glass as she thought her expression distant as she pondered what somni had said. "They need to be brought under, a scandle of some kind to undermine the faith humans have in this...maybe show them the evil that Rebirth bestows upon those who have yet to come udner his sway..." hse paused and sipped her wine again. "They need ot be stopped or atleats slowed until we're ready to wipe all those bastards out in the city. It will be a massacure there is no doubt and the idea oddly warms my blood. the sooner we are ready the sooner these abominations can be dealt with." closing her eyes Metallica tilted her head back and sighed before rolling her neck to remove a few kinks and looked at Somni. "As for direct confrontation, I think its enivitable where Nightshade is concearned.He struck me as the type to want to attack the populous of Tokyo. as a matter of fact I think he'll go to the most populated areas just to cause all the chaos he can...." she shook her head and swore in three languages. "God Damn 'em and Satan bless 'em, how loathe Necromancers..." she invoced both God and the Devil in thier own ways. One did not wish for the devil's blessing for it was always worse then if he were to damn you.
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Post by nightmare on Jan 29, 2006 21:40:16 GMT -5
"Hmm... where did your Creator go?" The words surprised Anima, as she had not sensed a man who was now behind her. He stood with a curious expression, gloved hands in jacket pockets and dressed in casual clothing.
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Post by Skye on Jan 29, 2006 21:43:03 GMT -5
Anima slowly turned towards the man, her eyes seemed cold and hollow when she looked at the stranger, her voice no different, "He is busy... has his business to tend to." Anima prepared to leave but she paused, "who are you?... not many civilians are willing to come out to a long empty street at this time... you are calm."
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Post by nightmare on Jan 29, 2006 21:46:20 GMT -5
The man grinned. "Who said I was a civilian?" He held out a hand, unnerving brown eyes staring into her own. "Name's Eugene Mandello. And you, you are... Anime Charon, correct?"
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Post by Skye on Jan 29, 2006 21:49:55 GMT -5
"You are not a civilian?," Anima briefly shook Eugene's hand, "yes that is my given name, how you know my last name... I do not know." Her eyes narrowed, she was made to be suspicious.
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Post by nightmare on Jan 29, 2006 22:04:16 GMT -5
"Let's just say... me and Death are close accquaintes," He smiled a broad smile, looking up. "This sure is a perfect night, Anima... Though quite chilly, innit?" He shivered as an emphasism, sliding a brown jacket off athletic shoulders. He draped it over her own, left in a black shirt, a pair of boots and cargo pants. "Don't want you gettin' sick; Death would kill me. No pun intended."
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Post by Skye on Jan 29, 2006 22:12:43 GMT -5
Anima looked at him, Eugene thought he saw a hint of confusion and almost anger but it was soon gone as Anima looked away for a moment, her jaw clenched. "I appreciate your hospitality, human, however I have things I must deal with." "But first things first," Anima returned her gaze back to him, "You said you knew my creator... not many humans live to be close aquiantances with him. Why have you been spared?"
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Post by nightmare on Jan 29, 2006 22:19:24 GMT -5
He shrugged. "Who said I was human? You see, I am not what I appear; a darkness grows under my skin. The darkness your Master recognized as worthy of living. Not even I know what I am capable of, dear Anima." He offered a sinister grin...
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Post by Skye on Jan 29, 2006 22:30:49 GMT -5
For once Anima cracked a smile, "I like you, what say you to see our skills, yes? I've been dormant for a few thousand years, you don't know what you're capable of. What better opportunity than now to test our skills. Just don't kill each other in the process..."
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Post by nightmare on Jan 29, 2006 23:16:53 GMT -5
: Eugene's WeaponsHe pondered it. She was right. It would be a good chance. And what could it hurt? One of Deaths' creations could prove amusing. "I say I like your style," He agreed and dissapeared, reappearing back a ways. Anima watched him reach out and FELT wind rush past her in powerful waves of energy. Then, she saw him spin and crouch low, pure black weapons in hand. He rose, stretched and looked back. "These are my weapons of another dimension. I call 'em Restless and Fearless: you like?"
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Post by Caligo [Inactive] on Jan 29, 2006 23:23:32 GMT -5
Mortiotchis and his minions moved down the streets under the cover of darkness. His minions trotted and shuffled along around him, the occasional hiss of a horror or moan of a zombie breaking their relative silence. They closed on a farm - an old feudal estate. "Excellent... This place will serve me for now... My minions, you shall taste the blood of the living, and bring more to our ranks! Come, now, my followers... Add this estate to my empire..."
They went to the gate, a bone horror easily pushing it over, and then they moved on to the fields. Silently, they made their way to the first building, the sentry asleep on his post. He was easily silenced forever by a bone horror's claw. The corpse soon rose again, rifle in hand, at the service of the necromancer. In another moment, screams began to erupt throughout the tennancy as the occupants met their grisly ends.
With little effort, the other four tennancies and the master's house fell to their deaths, joining the dark army of undead shortly afterward. "Now, my friends, it is time we march on something a little more... Interesting. Come, come now... Let us begin - let us have some real fun..." The laughter of the necromancer went unnoticed in the night...
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Post by Skye on Jan 29, 2006 23:28:07 GMT -5
Anima looked over his weapon of choice, "stunning, I like it." "Start off easy shall we?" Anima dove forward Scythe swooping in on Eugene with blinding speed.
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Post by nightmare on Jan 29, 2006 23:40:47 GMT -5
Eugene caught Anima's scythe with Restless at a split second. His speed was remarkable; reaction uncanny. Anima was pushed back as Fearless' hilt slammed into her stomach, Eugene a blur of cold metal as scythe and sword met in a flurry of clashes and strikes. A lock of weapons reverberatted, Eugene seemingly relaxed, looking down at Anima as she was losing her ground... "...You are... The second person... Whose survived my initial assault. I must say, I'm impressed." He said with genuine admiration.
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Post by Skye on Jan 29, 2006 23:46:13 GMT -5
"Can't say..." she grunted and pushed him forward, following after him with a bound, "i'm used to this form." She reached out and grabbed his right hand, although she wasn't nearly as powerful as he, Eugene was surprised once more to feel the strength emiting from her grasp. In the temporary three seconds she held his left, she kneed his gut and hit his side with the blunt end of her scythe.
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