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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 14, 2009 23:33:57 GMT -8
Flash
Being overly excited about finding one of those he had forgot about what had screwed him over just a few moments ago, and was paralyzed from attacking, he felt the burning pain rush through him as the hand clasped his neck.
"Bitch!"
Gabriels attack would go through and Flash would be in severe pain.
Pnida
His vision was blurry and he didnt know why he was more confused over that than anything else, but he saw the blur of bodies attacking him, one jumping on his shoulders and raining down attacks, the other throwing a kick combo to his head. It was prety intense and he could do nothing about it, dizzy already it just got worse, his eyes rolled int he back of his head, as he finally fell to his knees and then face planted the ground.
Asiv observed from there and turned to Areon.
Areon was frozen, his mouth half open, half closed. He seemed to be.. scarred. An analystical kid like him who was calm about almost everythign was frozen in fear
Bald Man!
Hadn't expected to be suplexed from behind while in a dead run, thats for sure. He rolled away from it quickly getting up holding the back of his head. Noticing what was going on around him. Flash would be down soon, Pnida and Kuhn both out of the fight. He made the quickest choice out there.
Escape.
He turned and ran, reaching into his pocket clicking his speed dial and putting it back in his pocket. The bald one would run away to get more. For now though, Flash would be their only problem and he was just about down and out.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 0:01:43 GMT -8
Matrim reached down, bending down to Pnida, his left hand reached around the head of the guy, and he'd do it if David hadn't already......
That is to say.... Matrim would snap the guys neck to finish him off if he hadn't died yet. Was it overkill? Yeah... you bet... but it was best to be sure. Then Matrim turned, one of them was running away... the other one was being attacked by Gabriel. Matrim looked around, seeing that the other one was getting beaten by Gabriel and some others. Matrim took off after the bald one, running as fast as he could. His body was drained but he had a feeling that this would become a problem if he didn't catch up to him and take him down....
if he could manage to catch up to him he'd tackle him by jumping onto him, his left arm aiming to hook around him by the neck. If he couldn't he'd simply continue to chase after him.
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Post by David B. on Sept 15, 2009 7:40:48 GMT -8
Breaking someones neck? Harder than some may think. As matrim grabbed hold of the man it would, again, appear as though in slow motion.
"Whoa!"
David didn't keep track of the others, and by the intent in the grasp, he knew what this masked wearer would do. He would grab the hands and pull them away from the neck, making sure to slide the grip outward and away so as not to unintentionally break the neck.
"What the fuck dude?"
David was no murderer, and he sure as hell wasn't going to stand and watch as some guy or girl became one. He had killed before, to be sure, but always in self defense, always when the other person was fighting back and trying to actually kill him. He placed a foot on Pnida's body, kicking him away from them both, toward Asiv, who may wish to restrain the kid, take the body elsewhere and lock him up for questioning, or something along those lines. David would watch this guy in black, to see if he said anything or, if he decided to continue after the other smaller individual.
He wouldn't follow, instead turning to Asiv as Gabriel and Suki finished up the fight on thier end.
"Do you know these guys?"
He stared at Areon, whose mouth hung open. His eyes narrowed.
"What did you see?"
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Post by Arthur Ð on Sept 15, 2009 7:43:21 GMT -8
Arthur saw the bald one running as well. Kicking his own butt into gear, Arthur began to bolt after the bald guy. Though considerably slower then everyone else running around, much to Arthurs chagrin. He needed to get stronger, faster, quicker.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 15, 2009 9:54:55 GMT -8
Victor smiled, loving the suplex. the guy got up as he did and began running away in a flash. Victor could tell instantly that he was the faster runner, and he wasn't going to waste his strength running after someone he couldn't catch up too
no he could be of much more use very simply...
VICTOR LOVES HIM SOME CURB STOMP!!!1!!(eleven)!!1!
Victor would run over where Flash was being trounced by Gabriel, and would proceed to give him a nice sweet CURB STOMP when he hit the ground finally.
then Victor would laugh a little... his giant smile shining in his blue eyes as he would walk toward David and Mr. Asiv, he had never met this teacher, and he had never met David, but they looked important so he thought he would change that.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 16, 2009 23:10:31 GMT -8
Gabriel dropped all the pressure of his grip behind the palm crushing the man's face vioently. Not Killing him merely leaving a warning as to not come back again and understimate the group as such. He would drop the man when he'd taken too much only to pass out. Gabriel turned to pace a few steps nearing behind David. A calm facade even as Gabriel saw the hooded man attempt to break the neck of the enforcer violently. The two people standing there had two very different reactions. David's swift defense of the guilty man while Gabriel's was one of emptiness. It didn't even recognise in his brain that such an action had unfolded. A ticking clock in his head passed by as the awkward moment hit only to be split up by the escaping bald man.
Gabriel's vision shot to the sideways following the hooded boy. Another murderer, it was all the same as had always been and ufortunatly for David his morals didn't matter when there was a war afoot. The prepared and brutal would win. Gabriel gave him a soft tap on the shoulder and a nod before following David to the group circling where Areon stared off in what would appear to be disbelief.
(Qi deactivates: Stats remain the same while Strength returns to base)
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 17, 2009 21:11:31 GMT -8
The bald man saw the two who where close on his heels, lucky for him, neither where fast enough to catch him, turning around swiftly bringing his hands together the earth would upheave infront of the two following in rubble and dirt mostly to get int he eyes to prevent them from continueing so he could vanish.
Asiv looked to the big guy that was kicked over to him, Asiv would of had Areon take him away, but like David, Asiv was curious about what was wrong with the boy.
"Theres... Power... Unreal... Not even Leon... It's too much."
Areon just seemed to be talking to himself, not even hearing David or Asiv's words. Asiv would reach out and grab the boy.
"Areon, calm down, what did you see?"
Areon seemed to be trying to regain his composure now. Shacking his head and focusing.
"It was like everyone here was focused into a single point."
Asiv would raise an eye brow.
"One person? Thats strange, whats the number?"
Areon reached up and clicked a button on the side of his goggles.
"188,800."
Now Asiv's mouth hung open. Asiv was in disbelief that this was even possible.
"It gets worse, His eye technique is better than mine. He probably knows more about us than I could ever figure out about them."
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 17, 2009 21:23:08 GMT -8
It was clear they weren't going to get the man, Matrim stopped, and saw Gabriel had decided to join him. He made a noise, reaching out to Gabriel as if to get his attention. He was masking his voice the best he could, the mask and being out of breath helped. Not to mention how hoarse his voice had been after using his Qi in a burst like that, still he'd keep his mask on, "Regroup," He said, pointing back toward the others. He wasn't sure what the hell all this was about, but he wanted to figure out and get out of there before anyone else showed up. He was done fighting for today, he couldn't use Qi if he needed it and he couldn't use his right hand for anything as it was toast, burnt pretty badly.
He walked back toward the others, wondering what they were talking about, he looked at the teacher, "All this.... why?" He asked, "Whats it all about?" He needed some questions answered, but he wasn't about to unmask himself. If for any other reason, for the fact he had already shown up as an enforcer, somebody he cared about could be used by anybody here if they should ever develop a dislike of Enforcers, even if Matrim wasn't an active member of the gang.
I wouldn't have come in this damn thing if I had another completely concealing uniform.... sadly this was all I had.
"And what's wrong with him," He said pointing toward the one who had opened his mouth in horror.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Sept 17, 2009 23:08:00 GMT -8
Bastille had been watching the mess. Fighting? not on her agenda today. Though many times she had had the urge to jump down and stomp those boys for being reckless fool...taking their hatred to levels that made her want to puke. Yet that was the human race for yah. Bastille had allowed her correctional facility enhanced eyes to watch the match.
To be honest...she was actually torn. To fight, or to stay out of it. To gaurd herself and others from these punks...or to continue to try and forget those awful months in that place. She held her hand on the hilt of her sword and waited on the roof, for the oppertunity that would gear her mind in one specific direction. However she just watched...was anyone who had actually been entrapped within the correctional facilities walls here or was she he only one?....no one she recognized...Bastille felt like the only one...amtrum...Gramps....Kid....she missed them.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Sept 17, 2009 23:27:48 GMT -8
Arthur stumbled, dirt and rocks flinging into his face. Hands reactively moving up to cover his face, his eyes watered up from getting dirt in them. He wasn't stopping though. Arthur kept running, wiping the dirt out of his eyes, stumbling for a bit as he slowed for a moment. And as soon as he could open his eyes again even a bit, he did so. And kept giving chase.
Ignoring the commands given by people who were clearly superior then him. He needed to improve if he was ever going to compete with them and backing off here was not the path towards that.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 20, 2009 21:40:56 GMT -8
For Arthur
He'd come across a turn out of the gates to the school, where standing there would be the bald man and one other. This guys had one eye closed a scar over his right eye that went from the forehead all the way to the chin. Opening the eye slowly, it would appear to be blue, and black, the iris had expanded and turned into what appeared to be a buzzsaw, a sick smile came across the mans face as the ignition of fire could be hurt and almost immediatly Arthur would be covered in a horribly powerful flame.
For Everyone Else
Areon was still in shock trying to compose himself so he would look to asiv for advice, Asiv would point at the big man and have Areon take him away.
"Well from what he tells me, there is a person near by who is stronger than everyone here combined. And now that person knows everything he needs to know about each of us."
Asiv spoke plainly rubbing the side of his head where the fucking train had gripped with his fingers.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Sept 21, 2009 0:53:46 GMT -8
Arthur felt a wave of dread cover his body as he saw who the bald man had ran to meet. Feeling naked and exposed, he frantically looked around and saw he was alone. Gritting his teeth and clenching his fist, Arthur prepared to fight on alone.
Pain...
The single thought passed through Arthurs mind as his body was wracked with fire and heat. His skin burning and peeling, his body cooking internally. This was beyond what he expected possible. Coughing up blood, and collapsing to the ground, Arthurs qi began to fire off sporadically. Even though he should be dead, the charge in his body kept it working at a bare minimal level.
The pain kept growing, as his mouth was open in a silent scream, his eyes glazed over and distant, a miracle that they had not boiled and burst yet. His limbs randomly twitching from the charge that struggled to keep him alive. Arthurs clothes slowly burnt as well, whatever that wasn't burnt off completely was sticking to his flesh. If Arthur didn't get assistance soon, he would most likely die.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 21, 2009 11:57:51 GMT -8
Victor arrived just as Asiv had said his bit.
"Should we all go after him then? maybe it'd be best if we all took him on so he doesn't come back later and take us out one by one" Victor offered
he knew he was probably the youngest least experianced here, but he also knew he was fairly smart, and that any idea that could be helpful should be said, he looked between the others for approval
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 21, 2009 22:17:39 GMT -8
Gabriel limped slightly back towards the group feeling the strength leaving his body for a moment as he leaned up against Victor. He'd burnt himself out fighting three of the goons without slowing to let them turn on him. Violent his eyes shown the eagerness within them to fight back but his body couldn't go on for another round against the likes of a beast stronger than all of them.
"I think we should fall back to better ground, if we aren't capable of taking him together we certainly won't be able to deal with him at our current strength, the only chance may be to prepare an ambush."
Gabriel said quickly thinking as to what they could possibly want. And then he had it.
"I'll run as bait guys.... They seem to want me, I can lure them back to you into a trap, it's the only chance we've got. Please trust me." He nearly shouted in exasperation.
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Sept 25, 2009 4:02:36 GMT -8
And as if on cue, the appearance of Leon would be instent a rush of wind as he would rip his Coat of the Lightning Dragon off and lay it over the body of Arthur to smuther the flames, and protect him. But then his eyes would look up to the two, the bald man and the one with the strange looking eyes. Leon would stand up slowly, his anger rising. His body beginning to glow.
"No one."
Leon's voice seethed the hate. Arthur was HIS apprentice. And no one destroys people under his protection, this man stepped out of line. The power from all around him began to visibly seep into his body as the glow increased. Muscles tightening, blood veins bulging in his arms and forehead. The black illusionary wing sprouting from his right shoulder blade.
"Tries to kill my apprentice."
And with that Leon's energy would begin to overflow within his body, his eyes the dark blue hue of those eyes began to fade from the energy overloading within him, giving way for a glow itself.
"I'll kill you."
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