The Weaver of Destiny ((Part XIII))

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Kawanua the Fallen Angel	Re: Tremor	#41	[-]
Posts: 1328 Aug 30 02 2:17 AM Major More My Recent Posts	Keseno frowns as it grows harder to keep concentration and keep this spell flowing through his arms. He throws his hands up and down making the pillar waver like a whipe clashing against the ground creating big groves into the ground. " Netswai kerita " The spell instantly stops nothing is head, Keseno pulls back his hand and fades in moments. He reappears on the roof, his feet planted down firmly. He extends his wings, the tip of his wings dig into the roof latching themselfs keeping keseno pressed down on the roof. " Atirek iawsten " Keseno extends his hands once again, the wagon shudders again as the spell is reborn. a shockwave of energy circles around keseno blowing his hoods back and his hair. The spell grows bigger and bigger, the bodyless dragons roar to live each yelling there own battle cry. Keseno looks back to the hole and notices Shenba still floating. " Akashi! mei nekalo benethas! " Shenba spins in a spirle motion and surges towards the spell stopping back in the center of the spell restoring itself as a part of the spell. " Damnit, how long till we Reach them, i can't hold this spell out much longer. " If you want we can split for now, double the amount of power, i'll leave Kawsonia so your spell remains powerful " I don't know! depends if i can hold out! i can't tell at the moment! " Well act now! if you lose more energy your choice will be in vain! " Bah, demai kawen " Keseno's body surges with red aura, it grows larger and larger eventually shifting to once side of keseno's body, With a high ptiched screeched it leaps off Keseno's body forming a new body. It solidifies itself showing Kawanua standing next to Keseno. Kawanua does the same as keseno did with his wings keeping himself pinned to the wagon. Kawanua no longer wearing his red robe glares at the Dark Legion with a passion. He extends his hands wavering them around murmuring a strange spell in a language no one can distinguish. He raises his hands above him and for the first time, letting his inner fire revive and explode. the dark clouded skies open up, lightning shoots around the sky making a ear deafening crack. A Black dragon Dragon appears out from no where gigantic in size, its head already fearfully large. Its eyes glow with burning fire, casting dragon fear on the dark legion but with no luck. The dragon opens its mouth taking a big gasp of air, taking only a few seconds to rest it begins to cough up corrosive balls of acidic vile, hurling it at the dark army. Kawanua remains in the position continuing to call down on the powerful black dragon's breathe
Soul Reaver	Siege Weaponry	#42	[-]
Posts: 1675 Aug 30 02 3:31 AM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	The Spirit Engine is now plowing a path through the Dark Legion, heading towards the Citadel. It jolts and rumbles over the blood-soaked ground. One Legionnaire is too slow to get out of the way, and his body is split in two by a spike on the side of the Wagon. The Dragon above the battlefield spits acid down onto the Dark Legion, yet even this corrosive liquid seems to have limited effect - those Legionnaires struck seem to be corroded only slowly, as if they were resisiting it somehow. Unfortunately, the Spirit Engine has now entered the main force of the Dark Legion, and the undead hasten to counter any threats they see. Kawanua and Keseno, standing tall on the very top of the wagon, make all-too easy targets. Innumerable bowstrings twang, and crossbows clack. A swarm of arrows and crossbow bolts zip through the air, so many that they darken the skies. Like a hail of destruction, they pour down onto the wagon, ruthlessly striking anything there. Armour and magical protections will last only scant moments in such a rain of missile fire. Though most shatter against the wagon's armour, some of the arrows zip into the hole on the roof of the wagon, thudding into the wooden interior, one barely missing Zera's head. Soul Reaver looks upwards, horrified. "By the Gods! Get down from there NOW!" Elsewhere amongs the Dark Legion, the undead warriors turn their attention to the Dragon. Arrows have little effect on the scales of the creature, most harmlessly bouncing off, and those few that penetrate causing only superficial wounds. However, even now, the Dark Legionnaire's siege troopers are swivelling their Ballistae away from the Citadel and aiming them upwards. A row of serrated steel bolts glint upon the Ballista, with the Dark Legionnaires quickly tying lengths of rope to them. A gout of acid obliterates one of the machines with a hiss, but the Dragon is too late to stop the multitude of other weapons from unleashing their deadly payload. The dragon is caught in a crossfire of Ballista bolts, the huge, man-sized missiles slamming into its body and tearing through the fragile membranes of its wings. It shrieks in fury as it is hit. The Dark Legionnaires pull the ropes attached to the dragon tight, anchoring them in the ground with massive iron spikes. The dragon lashes out, snapping many of the ropes, but not enough. Stranded and unable to maneuvre, it is repeatedly hit by catapults and ballistae. With a horrible snap, black blood raining down onto the Dark Legion, one of its wings is broken. The Dragon, still screaming defiance and spraying its Dragonbreath upon its foes, plunges down to the ground. The impact from its striking the ground is powerful enough to jolt the companions' Spirit Engine right off the earth for a few moments. The Dark Legion swarm over the body of the crashed dragon, which fights back ineffectually at the vast swarm. Though several Legionnaires are crushed or ripped to pieces, there are far too many. The dragon disappears beneath a mass of flashing steel, its roars slowly fading... Meanwhile, in the Siege Wagon, Soul Reaver draws Blooddrinker with his free hand and prepares to fight off any Dark Legionnaires attempting to enter the Wagon...
Kawanua the Fallen Angel	Re: Siege Weaponry	#43	[-]
Posts: 1328 Aug 30 02 4:15 AM Major More My Recent Posts	Kawanua, falls back as Kilthernas falls to the ground, He flys back into the air a few feet up, his wings letting go as the wagon is thrown into the air. he falls back down to the wagon into the hole landing flat on his back and hurt. He coughs up blood as he hits and quickly wipes it away. He looks up and begins to try and Climb back up to the roof, Lizzie jumps up and bites Kawanua in the hand. Kawanua falls back again. trying desperately to grasp the roof with his free hand. " Keseno! " kawanua grabs lizzie and gently but firmly places her near the back. He stands up pulling his twisted trench coat around. he kneels down and begins to mumble again in the strange language. Keseno, barely able to hear the spell be casted feels a force push down on him he understands after a while and kneels still casting the spell. A wind barrier dome cups Keseno, only letting Keseno's spell go through. Arrows Hit the wind barrier and shatter giving no affect, The wind barrier shows no signs of Weakening. Kawanua continues to Chant keeping the wind barrier powerful and strong never noticing blood trickle down his mouth, and blood cover his back. Kilthernas screeches one last time, her whole body changes into a large pool of a Acidic substance. The acid lake, barely moves it slowly slides down. The dark legionnaires fall down into the thick acid and slowly sink to the bottom. Keseno kneels down as close as he can to the wagon's roof. The wind barrier grows smaller as Keseno kneels but remains a foot away.
Soul Reaver	Concentrated Fire	#44	[-]
Posts: 1675 Aug 30 02 4:39 AM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	With the dragon eliminated, the Dark Legion turn their attentions back to the Wagon. Most are still forced to keep their distance from it due to the Keseno's spell and Fei and Kanshisha's barrier, but some still manage to leap at it and cling on. Soul Reaver swings Blooddrinker at one Legionnaire holding precariously onto the front of the Wagon with one hand. It is sliced off, and the Legionnaire disappears beneath the wagon, a crunching sound indicating his being run over. Unfortunately, a significant amount of the siege-weapon fire is now being directed at the Spirit Engine. Though it is moving extremely fast, the Dark Legion are excellent shots and calculate their firing carefully. Soul Reaver gasps as he sees a catapult-rock ahead, hurling directly towards the wagon. Swearing, he channels a spell through Blooddrinker, sending a pulse of energy at the rock. It strikes it in mid-air, blasting it apart and raining fire down onto the wagon and the Dark Legionnaires nearby... though unfortunately, the Legionnaires seem unconcerned. The flames have no real effect on the steel of the wagon, and only a small amount of the burning liquid drips inside through the hole in the roof. Even so, the thought of a direct hit by the catapult only hardens Soul Reaver's already drawn face. Ballista begin firing at the wagon. Most bolts go wide. However, Keseno, especially due to the spell he is casting, becomes a favoured and easily spotted-target. One of the steel-tipped bolt flies from amongst the ranks of the Dark Legion and penetrates Keseno's wind-barrier, it's mass and velocity too great to be deflected. The bolt barely misses impaling him completely - instead, it tears into Keseno's arm, slicing down into the bone. With more ballistae being swivelled to face the wagon, things are looking even more grim than before...
Kawanua the Fallen Angel	Re: Concentrated Fire	#45	[-]
Posts: 1328 Aug 30 02 4:53 AM Major More My Recent Posts	Keseno screams in pain as the Bolt smashes through the wind barrier. Kawanua falls back as his concentration breaks and the spell is broken Keseno is ripped off the wagon's roof. With his concentration also broken his spell flickers and ends with a dying cry of hissing. Keseno grabs the bolt throwing it away in another direction, He swipes at the wagion missing it as he desperately tries to hold on. Kawanua jumps to the back alsmot squashing Lizzie as he lunges. he throws out an arm grabbing Keseno, Keseno looks up shocked just about to slash Kawanua's arm. he stops and holds tight on Kawanua's arm barely holding on. Kawanua begins to pull Keseno into the wagon His back causing him severe pain. Keseno slides into the wagon wheezing heavily grabbing his nearly torn off arm. " We are both in no shape to fight. " Keseno:: In...indeed. Kawanua leans over, and trying to cast fireball. His attempt fails and he falls back, unconcious. Keseno leans over in pain. He casts fireball and begins to heal Kawanua. Eventually Kawanua is fully healed but weak due to all his mana gone. Keseno likes back down, grasping his arm, he doesn;t cast another fireball as he is too out of energy. Keseno closes his eyes rocking back and forth as he recovers his breathe slowly
Kanshisha	Confrontation with the tattered sprirt......	#46	[-]
Posts: 472 Aug 30 02 6:28 AM Alter-Ego Character More My Recent Posts	Amazed at his master's power, Kanshisha backs away from Kawanua. The aura of his master, although temporarily feint, was still a bit overwhelming. "Now i know....that when we train....he's going to kick my ass...", Kanshisha says to himself. The dark Legion continues on their assault on the wagon despite the attacks launched to them. Kanshisha prepares to send forth another attack by using the omnigen. His hands are enveloped in white flame and his eyes glow like that of the sun. He prepares a blast of kinetic and psychic energy, summoning energy from the earth and sky. But before he coudl complete his devistating spell, a Dark Legionnaire leaps onto the wagon. This disturbs Kanshisha's concentration, weakening the psionic field. The Dark Legionnaire tears it's way through the wood of the wagon, it's talons, as sharp as any alloy. Kanshisha quickly dashes up to the Legionnaire. In one swift motion, he slices off the head of the Legionnaire. It's head hits the ground just as Kanshisha sheaths his blade. The head rolls to and stops in the center of the wagon. Something is wrong though. Kanshisha turns 'round to look at the head. He knows Soul Reaver is busy. but he calls out to him anyway. "Soul?....Umm....Something is very wrong here.."
Soul Reaver	Kind Words from Khora	#47	[-]
Posts: 1675 Aug 30 02 8:13 AM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	(ooc: This taunt was Kanshisha's idea. I'm just posting it to make sure it's in-character.) Soul Reaver glances over at Kanshisha after kicking the hands of another Legionnaire from the wood framework. He too feels something wrong... The decapitated Legionnaire's head in the centre of the wagon suddenly begins to twist and bubble. Its decayed features begin to shift and with vile organic crunching sounds. A sinister glow suffuses it... Soul Reaver feels an ominous presence filling the Wagon. A dark silhouette takes shape above the Legionnaire's head. Though it looks like little more than a robed shadow, its rasping voice is unmistakable - it is Khora. He gives a short, humourless laugh. "I see you are still struggling against the webs that so inexorably bind you... what foolishness... Do you really think you can save Stavarus? He is likely already dead, and your efforts are for naught. But far be it from me to dissuade you from heading towards your death. I am certain many restless and vengeful spirits are awaiting your passing to the Other Side." The shadow give a mocking bow. "Now I must leave you to the Legionnaires... I have important matters to attend to..." With that, the shadow disappears. The legionnaire's head on the ground, in the meantime, has twisted into a sinewy, knobbly likeness of Khora's own skull. It suddenly shudders... then explodes! The explosion is not intended to cause any major damage, but it sprays the inside of the wagon with blackened brain-matter and long-congealed blood. Pieces of bone fly outwards, some sharp shards embedding themselves in Soul Reaver's arm. He winces, but his regenerative abilities quickly rid him of the shards. Soul Reaver silently curses again, and turns back to defending the wagon. Khora's words, however, have sent a chill of fear into the core of Soul Reaver's being. This entire situation was getting more out of hand by the moment.
Kanshisha	Re: Kind Words from Khora	#48	[-]
Posts: 472 Aug 30 02 8:31 AM Alter-Ego Character More My Recent Posts	Kanshisha, slightly demoralized by Khoras appearance and parting, wiped the remains of the legionnaires skull from his face. "sick...", he says "...just made me lose my appetite.....sick old fart....", he adds, trying to play off his overwhelmed state. He looks around at the interior of the wagon, the remains of the dark legionnaire's head is everywhere. "what a mess....", he says under his breath, wiping more off of him. He wipes some of the remains off of soul and then wipes more of the remains off of Kawanua. "smells like that food on earth...i think it's called meatloaf...", he adds sarcastically as he sits back down and looks at the mess in the wagon.
cLuTcHFieND	Re: Kind Words from Khora	#49	[-]
Posts: 3771 Aug 30 02 8:50 AM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	Peterson and Cameron both duck their heads beneath their arms as the Legionairre's head explodes. Cameron turns to Soul Reaver. "Soul, when we get out of this damm wagon, I think you're going to need to do some explaining. What the hell are we fighting?"
Neo Grahf	Re: Kind Words from Khora	#50	[-]
Posts: 474 Aug 30 02 9:05 AM Recruit More My Recent Posts	Meanwhile on the roof of the wagon, Gulver was waging a deperate battle against the Legionnaires that had swarmed the wagon. His body sported various arrow shafts protuding from his body, gore which had accumlated from all his previous battles, and several jagged wounds. Regardless, he fought on, ignoring these trivial things that would had killed any normal person. "I bet you're wondering why you're not able to beat a lone guy like me, even with all of your numbers.... I've already adapted to your speed and techniques.... Beside, the fact that we're fighting on limited space of ground prevent you from using the full effectiveness of your squad tatics.... Basically, you're all screwed...." Gulver smirked before lashing out, blazingly fast with all of his 10 blades, cleaving past the Legionnaries, taking off either one of their arm or a leg, forcing them to fall off due to the fact they had nothing to hold on with. .
Kanshisha	Re: Kind Words from Khora	#51	[-]
Posts: 472 Aug 30 02 5:10 PM Alter-Ego Character More My Recent Posts	((OOC: nevermind..))
Kawanua the Fallen Angel	Re: Kind Words from Khora	#52	[-]
Posts: 1328 Aug 30 02 6:47 PM Major More My Recent Posts	Keseno opens his eyes in a pissed off way, He ignored the slight pain totally wiping off the left over head off his robe. " Disgusting. " Keseno turns to watch Kanshisha as he wipes peices of the exploded head off kawanua. He glares at kanshisha then grabs the boy by the collar with his good arm. " Get off him, and If you touch him again, i won't hesitate to kill you " He lets go of kanshisha throwing him back against teh wagon wall. Keseno sits back down still glaring at Kanshisha giving some what the same effect dragonfear does. Keseno pulls out shards of bone out of his arm and robes. He leans back again and closes his eyes trying to regain some energy to heal himself.
Kanshisha	I love you to, you filthy putz	#53	[-]
Posts: 472 Aug 30 02 6:52 PM Alter-Ego Character More My Recent Posts	((OOC: Not even going to say what i was thinking about...)) Kanshisha, his face forming the expression of mixed feelings and anger, looks at Keseno. "I was only trying to clean him off a bit, you taffer!", he yells, his voice slightly over the noises of the outside battle. "Fine...whatever", Kanshisha says as he crosses his arms and legs. " oooooh, angry aren't we?", Duriel's voice echoed. Kanshisha did not reply.
Yue16	Re: Kind Words from Khora	#54	[-]
Posts: 545 Aug 30 02 7:34 PM Recruit More My Recent Posts	While continuing the fight with the Legionnaires, Yue gets temporary distracted as the dragon flys over them, attacking the creatures. Yue turns back to the battle around her, just in time to barely miss an arrow shot at her. She jumps back a bit and throws an energyball at the creature. Yue turns her head to the side as Khora begins to speak again to them. After hearing most of what Khora had said and watching it disappear once again. Yue frowns at it and than lets out a small noise as the head explodes, splattering head goop on her. She makes a disgusted face and wipes most of it off with her hand. "Eww... very gross..." Yue sighs and glances over to her sides at the Legionnaires that surround the wagon. ...damn, they just dont give up... We are not living, but merely existing out of the fear of dying.
Soul Reaver	Direct Hit!	#55	[-]
Posts: 1675 Aug 30 02 8:02 PM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	(ooc: Come on folks... post! Also, please try to avoid unnecessary character rivalries... they get out of hand too easily.) Soul Reaver murmers a thanks to Kanshisha as he wipes some of the gore from his arm. However, in moments, he is engaged in battle one again, grappling with a Legionnaire that has managed to swing into the front of the wagon. Soul Reaver growls as he deflects a blow from the Legionnaire's long dagger. Another attack from the Legionnaire skitters off the side of Soul Reaver's breastplate as Soul Reaver dodges to his left, pressing himself against the wagon's wall. A large arcing swing from Blooddrinker lodges the sword firmly half-way into the Legionnaire's chest... but fails to kill it. The Legionnaire lunges at Soul Reaver again, aiming for his throat. Soul Reaver moves aside, but his reaction is too slow for him to avoid the attack completely - a shallow, bleeding cut appears on the side of his neck. Snarling, Soul Reaver kicks the Legionnaire in the chest, pulling Blooddrinker free, and throwing him backwards towards the opening. The Legionnaire nonehthess manages to stab the dagger into the wooden panelling just before the opening... though it is leaning precariously out of the opening, it holds tightly onto the embedded dagger, its cloak flapping into the wagon from the back-wind. Soul Reaver smirks and hurls a Power Bolt spell at one of the Legionnaire's legs. The leg is punched out from under it. The Legionnaire falls downwards, bouncing once off the wagon's frontage before the Legionnaire disappears beneath it. Unfortunately, his victory is short lived... Some distance away, a Dark Legionnaire siege trooper has yet another rock loaded onto his catapult, the ichor-soaked missile quickly set alight. Calculating emotionalessly in its decayed mind, it makes a quick adjustment to the firing angle, then silently gives the firing gesture. The catapult groans as the firing mechanism is activated, hurling the burning missile through the air. This time, the missile is dead-on target. The burning rock, larger than a man, hurtles through the air and descends onto the speeding Spirit Engine. With a deafening boom and a jolt that almost hurls Soul Reaver from the front of the wagon, it slams into the roof of the wagon. A cloud of fire and shrapnel fly outwards, several shards of burning rock punching through the steel into the wagon. One strikes Soul Reaver's leg, burrowing deeply through skin and muscle. Soul Reaver cries out in pain. The right side of the Wagon's roof is now badly dented and damaged, the steel torn and warped by the hit. Soul Reaver feels the pulsing air inside the Siege Wagon stutter erratically... the Spirit Engine is wounded. And then Soul Reaver realises that Gulver was still on the roof when the catapult hit...
Kitharsis	Re: Direct Hit!	#56	[-]
Posts: 978 Aug 31 02 7:46 AM [Insert Custom Rank Here] Colonel More My Recent Posts	This wagon won't hold much longer if we get hit by stuff like that again. And this gigantic form of mine isn't doing any good in such a cramped space. I will be a big target once I get out of this contraption also... Stravus, we need to find him, and fast. Navigating through the corridors of the citadel will he hard for me like this... As Kith thinks to himself he doesn't realize that he is going through yet another transformation. His huge dragonlike wings shrink and slither back into his upper back. His tail also shrinks and is sucked back into his lower back. The horns on his head start to melt almost. They turn into a hardened leather looking substance. The massive arms and legs shrink. His skin color turns to grey. His body shrinks and becomes less muscular. On his shoulders and fists spikes grow, they are only about two inches in length but they are deathly sharp. They are a light brown color. Without thinking Kith stands up in the wagon. Normally he would have hit his head but now he can stand straight and still have room above his head. A lot actually, for Kitharsis now stands a full 3 feet tall. The leathery substance flows from his head and covers his body. The spikes stick out of holes left in it. Testing the leather, Kith finds that it is extrememly hard. It more like platemail than leather, but it is very flexible. Kith's oversized sword now rests on the wagon floor, taking up space. Well we have to get rid of this I suppose. Kitharsis walks up to the sword and picks up it with ease. The sword is more than twice as long as him and it looks awkward for him to be carrying it. He walks over to the front of the wagon and aims it at a seige weapon. With a grunt he ckucks the huge sword directly at it. It pierces through the catapult and disables it. Kith simply nods then scurries off to the back of the wagon.
Neo Grahf	Re: Direct Hit!	#57	[-]
Posts: 474 Aug 31 02 8:27 AM Recruit More My Recent Posts	~On the roof before the impact~ Gulver was still fighting, pressing his advantage in the tight area. But strangely, the Legionnaires broke off their attack and leapt off the still moving wagon. "That's it? You turn tail and run against a superior warrior? Look like you're not as terrifying as everyone make you out to be...." What the hell is that sound? Gulver looked up and saw the catapult round hurtling toward him and the roof. "Oh." I'm not liking how the day is progressing for me so far... Instants before the impact, Gulver made a break for the hole but wasn't quick enough as the round exploded upon impact, sending him flying off the wagon behind it. His shredded body spun around in the air for a few seconds before plummeting to the ground. With his only remaining arm, Gulver streched it out, claws extended and slammed it into the back wall of the wagon. The claws caught and Gulver was dragged along on the ground behind the wagon. I'm starting to get a little irriated by the whole day....
Kanshisha	Magic, Might, and rubarb pie	#58	[-]
Posts: 472 Aug 31 02 8:59 AM Alter-Ego Character More My Recent Posts	Finding Gulver clinging onto the back of the wagon, and the dark legion still violently pursuing the wagon, Kanshisha quickly dashed to the end of the wagon and grabbed GUlver by his hand. He could feel the heat from the explosion on the bio assassin's fingers and arm, as it burned Kanshisha's unarmored right hand. Despite this fact, Kanshisha gripped harder and with a pulse of will and strength, pulled and threw Gulver into the wagon. a bit tired from the pull. Kanshisha turned his head to see if Gulver was in any danger of fatality. "You alright?", Kanshisha asked, his voice barely loud enough to hear over the raging roars and screams of the Dark Legion. "Mmmm...I have an idea....", he said to himself as he climbed to the top of the wagon. "Maybe 20% will give them a good thrashing.", Kanshisha says as he clasps his hands together. A small purple mist, seeming electrified, swirls around Kanshisha's hands. A swift flash of light appears from inside his fingers and palms. He then opens his hands and speaks a small chant. " Goror nobo shikaraa den jakure nara....Naraba O jinku!!!!!! Tamashi wo....TORIMODOSU!!!!!!!!!!!!!", his voice amplified and roared as the mist around his hands changed into blazing purple fire. He then Leaped straight into the air, clasped his hands behind his back forming an enveloped ball of energy. he then thrusted his hands forward in a swift motion of speed and rage. With this motion an enormous horizontal pillar of Psionic energy, Flame, Wind, and Electricity blazed forward, singing the dark legion in a 2x30 kilometer range. Tired from his attack attack, Kanshisha lands back inside the wagon, holding his chest. His scar bruned and and pulsated. He looked up and still saw the dark legion in persuit, leaveing behind the devestaed ones, still healing. "s-shit...", Kanshisha says before he loses conciousness. His scar pulsed once more, and in a quikc flux of pain, Kanshisha passes
Asaki Masako	Re: Magic, Might, and rubarb pie	#59	[-]
Posts: 513 Aug 31 02 10:32 AM Recruit More My Recent Posts	The burning rock smashing into the wagon was enough to awaken Asaki. She stares straight ahead, stunned for a while, trying to make sense of the situation. She jerks back and forth as the wagon continues to make it's way along. Her hair, constantly getting whipped in her face. After a while, she begins to look at the surroundings. She looks behind her, in front and to the side. She stares straight ahead again, blankly. "Oh, shit. Guys..." Her breathing begins to grow heavier and quicker as she begins to panick. The teenager takes a look at her bleeding leg, which has pieces of bone fragments imbedded in flesh. "Oh, God." She barely manages to hear the fire rod's voice over all the chaos. Kasei: Take it easy. Asaki's voice comes out shaky, panicked. "Shit. Shit. I gotta get outta here." Kasei: Take it easy! "I gotta get out! I gotta..." She begins to try to control her breathing, but it still comes out too rapid. She closes her eyes and grips onto the side of the wagon or whatever she can, trying to avoid fainting or a heart attack. "Kuso. Chikusho." \|With chaos as my guide, I walk the plains in search of a worthy battle....\|
Unregistered(d)	a little diddy from Serumen	#60	[-]
Posts: 0 Aug 31 02 3:45 PM More My Recent Posts	((A quick post from Fei at Jihon's place.)) As the missile makes impact with the wagon, Fei is quick to whip Tamrissa to his underside, hovering over her with some distance between. Heated shards pierce through his back causing him to squint slightly, biting his lower lip. Looking down, Fei see's the other ends of the shards sticking through his body, penetrating to his front side, but several inches from Tam's body, leaving her from harms way other then the sudden jerk to the seat. "We should have just ran like usual... are you okay?" Fei pulls himself up, disregarding the cooling grey stone sticking through his figure. He lends a hand to Tamrissa, the shards of stone shattering like glass as his body rejects them, healing the 3 and 4 inch holes in his torso slowly, blood churning within the wounds knitting them back together very quickly. ((Can't post for a few days... have a good one.)) "I am the damned child... The legacy of shame... Yet... I fight... I will continue in my fathers footsteps... whether I am accepted or not..."