TheAberrantOne
New Student
And in strange aeons even death may die...
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Post by TheAberrantOne on Sept 17, 2007 22:01:54 GMT -5
((To defeat Balorous, of course, mortal threats to allies that force him into submission work, as far as a physical fighting goes, electricity short-circuits him, since he is not only a water-elemental, but is made of metal as well. If none of these can be applied, hit him fast, and never stay in one spot for too long. If you can get a knife against Kratos' neck nice and quick, Balornous should lose his bravery and rage rather quickly. Once his rage fades, he is a submissive and easily influenced creature. I apologize if I complicated anything, I honestly had no idea that it was supposed to be so far away from the previous location.))
That look made Orstead a little worried, but he was not one to question her methods. He gave a simple nod, his blade was still ready. He trusted her judgement in times like these. After all...she was the Creator.
He walked up to her and put his armoured finger underneath her chin, and gently lifted her head up, straightening her to a full standing position.
"Your judgement is absolute, Aria. I trust you completely." he said gently and simply. ---------- Balorous' eyes went from the burning red to a calm green, as he turned to face Kratos, his guard completely dropping. His eyes then shifted to their sorrowful aqua, and he relaxed completely.
"...Kratos..." he said as quietly as was possible for a creature with his voice, and bowed his mighty head. He said nothing more as he backed up a bit, closer to the two Wanted, allowing the Chosen to have more room. He did nothing more, and awaited for orders...his purpose was over.
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Post by S-to-the-T on Sept 17, 2007 22:06:06 GMT -5
"Yeah... Now would be the time to get the hell out!" Valiente glanced around quickly, locating Kratos's sword, "And there's your stick, Kratos." He pointed in the general direction of the weapon, and hurried by.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 19, 2007 8:03:59 GMT -5
((Ohh...okay. That works, then. Thanks, Aberrant One. And, yeah, I didn't specify how far away it was, sorry about that. I still have a plan to make this work, though.))
((I need the Princess there, though, so Savyna can talk to her. I'll post when I have the time later, but don't count this plotline as over quite yet.))
-EDIT- Time now. *Posts*
"My stick...?" Kratos stared confusedly at Valiente, then followed his gesture. He felt a dual flare of annoyance and amusement at what the Chosen was pointing at.
Looking back at Savyna, Xander, and Balornus, he said to the last, "...Keep an eye on them, will you?"
He backed away as Savyna and Xander turned wary eyes to the machinelike creature, and retrived his stick, sheathing it quickly.
He stared down at it for asecond, frowing, did a few mental calculations, then looked back up.
"...I suggest you leave now," he said darkly to the Wanted. "Three Chosen, one more on the way, versus the two of you are hardly favorable odds."
Savyna was tensed and alert, but Xander shot Kratos a bored look of annoyance.
"We need to speak with the princess. Capturing you will obviously bring her to us to rescue you. We want to make a deal," he said, his voice an equally bored and arrogant monotone.
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Post by S-to-the-T on Sept 19, 2007 18:40:56 GMT -5
((*Ponders a way to bring in her two new characters* What do you guys think? Rather I bring them in now, or hold off?))
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 20, 2007 14:55:37 GMT -5
((Hold off for a bit. I have a reason for that random tunnel I mentioned, I'll IM you about it later.))
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Post by princessaria on Sept 22, 2007 12:08:20 GMT -5
The Dark Princess was stunned when Orstead pulled her up with just a finger, but her eyes relaxed and she was able to smile from ear to ear. Her Chosen were all so very caring, and she loved how each one of them never rejected her ideas or concerns.
"Thank you, Mister Sir Orstead, and I you." She then wrapped her arms around the Electricity Chosen's armored, large arm, and closed her eyes. Her thoughts raced around in her head, but she managed to clear away everything to focus.
The energy built up inside her, and she began to release it around their forms. Finally, she made the light and dark energy turn them into a special essence form. The energy also prevented their essence from spreading apart.
From there, Aria, with Orstead tightly in her grasp, began to travel from shadow to shadow and sun ray to sun ray. When she felt like they were close enough to Kratos' house, she cut off the essence and energy. Her form quickly rematerialized, opening her eyes to find they were in the Darkness Chosen's basement.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 22, 2007 12:54:03 GMT -5
Trillian still lay unconscious downstairs, a fine coating of plaster covering her completely.
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TheAberrantOne
New Student
And in strange aeons even death may die...
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Post by TheAberrantOne on Sept 24, 2007 19:53:23 GMT -5
Orstead took a sweeping look of the basement, knowing exactly where he was. The place seemed to be in shambles, he had Balorous to thank for that. He looked over to see a young lady covered in a fine layer of dust. He looked at the Princess, whose arms were still wrapped around his own.
"Princess..." he said gently, "I believe we are here..." ------------- Balorous heard the familiar voice of Orstead, and he felt the aura of Aria. Forsaking his watching duty, he began taking steps downstairs, unleashing his wailing moan. The house shook with his footsteps, his three aqua eyes searching desperately for the Princess. As soon as he cleared the stairs, he laid his eyes upon the Princess, and he bowed his head, as if in shame. He moved out of the way of the stairs, just in case the Princess wished to ascend them, and waited.
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Post by princessaria on Sept 24, 2007 20:19:57 GMT -5
It took a moment to register, but they did seem to be in the exact location she wanted. "It seems we have." Everything was coated by a fine layer of dust, piles of rubble seemed to be scattered about, and one of her Wanted was trapped beneath some. Quite a shame, but it must have been due to her Sorrow Chosen.
"Now, now, Balornous. There isn't anything to be so sad about. I'm sure you didn't mean to, and it was necessary for Kratos." She tried to soothe her larger friend with a smile. Her eyes closed, while she smiled reassuringly.
Her hand slowly made the plaster fly off of the girl, but Aria noted that she was still unconscious. If she was correct, Trillian would be out for a few more hours. This was an advantage, for no fighting was needed...yet.
Her arms untangled around Orstead's arm, and she also gave him a smile. Her form quickly turned towards the staircase, for the Dark Princess anticipated seeing Kratos safe. Inside, she couldn't help but feel like a nervous wreck, but chose to hide these feelings from her Chosen. She didn't want them to feel worry too, and it would just cause more disturbance.
Each step groaned, but Aria didn't really mind. She wasn't trying to make a stealthy entrance. Plus, she could handle all ten Wanted at the same time, with a bit of trouble. But since she created them, she knew everything about them...
She glanced back at her two Chosen, but then stepped out of the stairwell to the doorway. Her emerald eyes scanning her surroundings, and her face grew far more serious. Her hair fell over her shoulders, but she didn't care enough to push it back.
Instead, she kept one of her hands clenched to place her heart should've been, while the other hung limply at her side. It was pretty quiet, and each aura seemed to be thrumming with anticipation...including her own.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 25, 2007 11:36:07 GMT -5
Kratos' gaze, and that of the two Wanted, followed Balornus' path into the next room. All three stiffened as the Princess' aura suddenly appeared.
"Princess...! No!" Kratos bolted from the room after Balornus, throwing a couple of shadow discs back at the Wanted to deter them.
Savyna batted them out of the way with a few of her own, and followed at a slower rate.
Kratos skidded to a stop as he very nearly ran into the princess. His eyes widened at sight of her.
"Princess Aria!" he hissed. "You should not be here, it is not safe!"
Not only did he not want her here because of that, but he felt immediately guilty at the revelation of the miserable ruined ashes of a once very ornate and beautiful home he'd invited her to several times in the past...A home she herself had created for him.
"Please, leave at once! I will finish things here, my Princess, and return to you soon," he promised.
"...Princess Aria?" Savyna's voice called from the end of the other room, as away from Valiente as she could be while still trying to get closer to Aria.
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Post by princessaria on Sept 25, 2007 19:56:11 GMT -5
The Princess tilted her head, listening to Kratos worry over her. He sounded quite urgent, and she wanted to follow his orders, but she told herself that she must talk with the Wanted if there was to be any peace what-so-ever. This wouldn't come with hiding in her Tower, although she missed it greatly at the moment.
Instead, she shook her head defiantly. Her eyes showed forgiveness for her rude reply, but she frowned to show it was obligatory to at least chat. "Forgive me, dear Kratos, but I will have to face the Wanted eventually. Plus, I doubt they will even be able to harm me in the state thier in." Her voice was light, but there was no whisper to it.
Aria took a look around, remembering what needed to be fixed up before she left. Her notes were shoved to the back of her head, and then she averted her gaze back to Kratos. A small smile spread on her face, as she bowed her head and stepped sideways.
"That would be correct, Savyna. What is it that you to talk about, if I may ask?" The Princess dared not to step forward, or her Chosen would have panic attacks. Instead, she remained still, and her hands clentched softly behind her back.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 26, 2007 7:41:23 GMT -5
Kratos probably would have a panic attack if the three got any closer to one another. As it were, he just clenched his teeth together and turned instead to glare at Savyna and Xander, standing protectively close to his Princess.
And here I stand, questioning my own point and purpose for the umpteenth time...He thought angrily to himself. Some random part of his mind noted that she didn't seem to be affected by his lack of...home. Thebuilding was literally four burnt-out walls and aew crumblings support strucures. He doubted it was even stable anymore...
Savyna ventured a step closer, immediately drawing the Wrath Chosen's attention once more.
"My Princess...It is our belief, as is many of your townspeople's beliefs, that you are slipping into the darkness," she began slowly. "We request to keep the chosen of Darkness, Kratos Aurion, away from you for a short trial period to see if it affect you in any positive manner," she explained.
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Post by S-to-the-T on Sept 26, 2007 18:18:53 GMT -5
"Don't leave him with them, Aria." Valiente's eyes narrowed slightly, "Look at him! There's no way to know for sure he'd even be alive when they get their answer."
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Post by princessaria on Sept 26, 2007 19:12:46 GMT -5
The Princess looked shocked at first, sorrowful, and then regained a thinking composure. She wasn't considering to give away Kratos at all. In fact, she would rather sacrifice herself to the shadows that consumed her than have Kratos be taken away for more than a few hours.
It was silly how much of a connection she had to him, but it couldn't be helped. Her Chosen were the only treasures she had left, and she would never let them go for anything. Her people and village she could never sacrifice, but her Chosen was a matter of losing a piece of herself.
She smiled happily, and shook her head. "Missus Savyna, I think I know where you are coming from, but Kratos is definitely not the cause of my problem. I also do not feel comfortable explaining why my condition has worsened, yet." Her reply was quite serious, but she didn't give up her smile, and she didn't move away from Kratos.
In fact, she took a step infront of him. Her hands still securely clasped behind her back, and her legs almost in a crossed standing position. She glanced at Kratos for a moment, then to Valiente, and back to the Wanted infront of her.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Sept 26, 2007 21:17:11 GMT -5
Valiente's comment made Kratos suddenly very, very self-aware of the no-longer-bleeding-but-still-fresh cuts along his spine and neck, and even more so of his shirtlessness. He wondered how shoddy he really did look, and felt ashamed, looking down.
The shame wasn't helped by the fact that the one he had been created to protect was currently protecting him...
"Princess, you know what is happening to you?" Savyna asked, slightly wary, slightly incredulous.
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