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Enheduanna
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Enheduanna

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You laugh.

"Do you take me for a fool? " you hiss. "I can hear your breathing , and you somehow imagine I cannot tell if a body hit the floor?"

The stone your enemy threw was nowhere near enough to stun you--certainly not in full armour, with your power flooding back through your veins--but it served its purpose nonetheless. You've lost a lot of blood recently, and with it some of your faculties. Not enough to deaden your senses, but enough that you did not crush your first reaction to your enemy's attack - bemusement at such a pathetic attempt to fool you.

It is even more pathetic, however, that you let him past anyway; he walked right by you, lost as you were in your derision, and you did not make a move to stop him, even though you knew his other two stones were precisely that - stones. After all, they had to pass before your gaze in order to land in the hallway.

This is an insult you will rectify with blood.

You hear him gathering the chains in your old cell; if he seeks to bind you again, he's going to have to do better than that. But you think you'll let him find that out himself.

You turn around, to see him in full view--you shattered the door of your cell to dust, after all--still gathering the chains, and less than a second later, your sword is singing for his throat.

"Die!"

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I got a bit confused as to how thrown stones were meant to at all inhibit and confuse someone who's wearing full armour (full armour, naturally, includes a helmet) and can hear breathing , so that was my interpretation of how the prisoner got past Natasha.

Of course, considering that, in order to collect the chains in her cell, he'd have to cut or rip them from where they were socketed into the walls (since her blood burnt off only the manacles), I figured it might take a teensy bit longer than the time it would take Natasha to turn around and attack.

20-Jan-2015 13:14:36 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2015 13:23:03 by Enheduanna

very mad guy
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very mad guy

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"gladly"

*i crack my arms and knuckles as they have been stiffening from the lack of battle for the last few pages. i then unsheathe my sword and polish it with my hand, holding it in a battle ready position*

"on your mark"
They see me rollin', they better run...

20-Jan-2015 13:15:57

Enheduanna
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Interlude: The Prisoner

As the Shadowforger's blade screams through the air, the prisoner wonders if, perhaps, he has underestimated his opponent. Throwing rocks? Just from the way she moves, he can see that she is a predator. A hunter. She has been evolved to kill . It will take more than petty tricks to fool her, but, right now, they're all he has.

Oh well.

He's survived worse. Maybe.

He dives forward, under the edge of her obscenely-large sword--seriously, what's up with that?--and rolls to his feet, launching himself shoulder-first at his opponent's armoured stomach. The impact sends a shudder through his entire body, and his shoulder will probably be heavily bruised in the morning, but that doesn't matter.

The Shadowforger is five foot of lithe muscle and danger - in other words, the prisoner is taller by over a foot, and outweighs her twice over. Even the mass of her armour and sword aren't enough to overcome that advantage; from from he can tell, they occupy some strange state of weightlessness.

She stumbles backward out of the cell when he smashes into her, and, as the two fall together, his arms come up and he shoves himself away from her. Newton's laws come into play, and she crashes to the ground harder, sword still somehow in her hand, before skidding across the stone floor.

As for his part of the equal-and-opposite reaction, he stumbles--insofar as one can stumble without actually touching the ground--backward before landing maladroitly on his feet and hands.

It is at this moment that what appear to be his allies appear - one of them shoots the rising Shadowforger in the back, and though the bullet simply glances off her armour, it's enough to draw her attention as her head wrenches toward her attacker.

He throws a grenade, and, recognising it for a flashbang, the prisoner sprints toward the party, looking away. The noise still disorientates him, and he almost drops the package he's thrown before he rips it open and dons the gauntlets.

20-Jan-2015 13:16:39 - Last edited on 21-Jan-2015 04:18:42 by Enheduanna

Sir Duncan88

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As I enter the prison behind everyone else, I stand very still, very suddenly, hearing a familiar voice.

"Oh." I say to Ash*in, " She's here. That was what you meant."

As the escaped prisoner and the others get ready for battle, I myself draw two solid, glowing orange swords out of fire, before being clad in light armor of the same material.

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Just making sure there isn't enough new information so that you have to start your post again in case you've already started writing it.

20-Jan-2015 18:30:25 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2015 18:31:39 by Sir Duncan88

Ignitheus
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Pyro looks at Aridius.

We can handle this little dispute. Go wait outside for a minute. This may not take long.


Aridius nods in understanding. As he walk out the door, two lava titans enter. They both close the door and seal it with lava, hardening into obsidian. Like a wall, they stand together blocking the only way out.

Pyro turns back and walks in front of the group. With his scythe over his shoulder, he kneels down and looks at the new faces. He looks around for his prey.

So, I haven't been paying much attention. Who are we attacking?
He laughs within the crackling of flame.

20-Jan-2015 21:18:58 - Last edited on 20-Jan-2015 21:21:40 by Ignitheus

Enheduanna
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The grenade explodes, harsh and loud, and you stagger backward, one leg dropping out from underneath you as you fall a second time. The flash, however bright, is irrelevant; you have stared into the hearts of stars, after all. Your blood , newly-drawn, is more luminous than the grenade.

Shoving your sword into the floor in order to help you stand is a mistake; your blade cuts straight through the stone, all the way to the hilt, and you stumble again, until the ringing in your ears wears off and you can balance again.

As you look over a second time, drawing your sword from its accidental sheath, you see two beings you recognise, and two that you do not - including your fellow prisoner-turned-escapee.

On any other day, you would be glad to see them; you have not had anything to play with for quite a while, after all. Everyone has to get their kicks somehow, and you get yours from kicking other people.

Today, you do not care.

Being slammed into the floor has knocked you out of your instinctive bloodrage, and you realise they are not your prey. Not this time. You have so often been a hunter of men, but right now you seek an entirely different quarry - elf.

The fingers on your left hand flicker.

"I do not have time for you," you snarl, and shadows rise from around your targets, each a mirror to their opponent in every way except colour. They attack as one, supported by a hail of obsidian shadow-needles that you hurl toward them. Some of those needles pass straight through the shadowforged as they seek their targets, without a whisper of resistance.

Turning away from the distraction, you close your eyes.

When you open them, they are an entirely different colour, burning gold and bright like starlight.

"Oh, Aylss..." you croon, your voice as sweet as poison. "Come out, come out, wherever you are! Let's have a meal together. I'm so terribly, terribly hungry , and all I want to do is feast. "

You blink, and your eyes are no longer gold.

21-Jan-2015 09:11:59

Enheduanna
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Enheduanna

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Sir Duncan88 said :
Just making sure there isn't enough new information so that you have to start your post again in case you've already started writing it.

Thanks; I'm fairly sure I was asleep when you posted, but it made writing my proper post a hell of a lot easier anyway.

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Because I ran out of room (the post was exactly 2,000 characters), I guess I'll add some clarification here since we lost the old thread (which is really annoying, since it had so much good stuff for Natasha that I can't get my hands on any more).

The shadowforged are the exact same shadowforged from the old thread, same weaknesses, same strengths. Duncan and Pyro should breeze right through them, given what you two are wearing and/or made of. Natasha isn't exactly thinking straight right now, or even really thinking at all.

The needles are those infinitely-sharp Gabriel's Needles whose explanation I'll quote from where I paraphrased it from Wayne in a roleplay thread if anyone really wants it.

So.

Carry on!

21-Jan-2015 09:18:07 - Last edited on 21-Jan-2015 09:19:10 by Enheduanna

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