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Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
Mooncake:
The flat of the curved sword slammed straight into the redhead's face, breaking his nose for a brief moment and sending him a step back. Recovering instantaneously, the resident snarled and drew into a hunting crouch, ready to spring at Archer before Tom's telekinesis pinned him to the floor in an ungainly sprawl.
--- Quote from: Alice on August 01, 2014, 04:09:37 AM ---"The human woman seems to already have a healer, so I will settle for aiding this one. If you could make yourself useful and find a way to restrain this creature, and post haste, I would appreciate it. I would like to get back to reading."
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"Guuuurrrrraaah!"
The redhead let out a guttural sound as he, through pure strength alone, shatter the binding placed on him. Springing back in that brief second of disorientation, Lucas grabbed the bed and swung so fast it blurred, using an overhead strike that buried it firmly in the ceiling. Snarling again, he moved to bring it down from the ceiling to throw again - or would have.
The stake that went straight through his head disavowed him of that notion rather quickly.
"Forgive me the insult I have given you by intruding without invitation, miss, but I am here on a matter of... personal integrity."
The white haired man that stepped through the hole was finely dressed, and stood quietly as the dark, temporary passage behind him slowly closed. He paused for a moment before speaking, elegantly poised and with a stately manner. His voice was smooth with an odd accent slightly coloring his words - it was clear English was not his first language.
"You see, this… being here has, most rudely, escaped the custody of my associates and myself after entreating us to battle. I have come to recover him so that we may met out a certain level of punishment - for as you may know," his voice was slightly tempered with a strange, unidentifiable emotion "The punishment must fit the crime."
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Wanderer did not wave back to the girl as he walked away from the two of them. She could find her own way just fine. Even if she misunderstood what he had said it had merely been a whim of pity, and not much else. He continued walking through the snow for some time. It was quiet out, the snow dampening all noise until the world was reduced to a hushed voice, the sound of gentle snow calming everything around it. He kept walking.
The snow increased in speed and size as he wandered, until the world around him seemed to be completely white. The wind did not bother him, because he was absorbed in his thoughts. The cold did not bother him, because he did not feel it. The tower before him did not bother him, because he felt no malice from it even as it sprouted into being in the middle of his path. The wanderer did not shy away from it, and walked on.
The path at the base of the tower led him on a winding road for a ways, until he came to the center, packed with fallen snow. A girl was lying there, her red hair standing out vibrantly against the white surrounding her. She was clearly hurt. Wanderer observed her dispassionately for a moment.
"...Can you stand?"
He could feel the power of a god emanating from her, wintery and cold, in colors of grey and blue, but he did not fear her. He quietly walked a little closer to her and crouched down, the brim of his hat still hiding his inhuman eyes.
"Don't try to get up if you can't."
MissingMandible:
Staff Sergeant Jonathan Mathews:
"Staff Sergeant Jonathan Mathews. Bravo Company, 24th Harlech Regiment." the guardsman answered the another man, with little emotion.
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Corporal Elizabeth Blackwell:
'This must be the place,' the Dragoon thought, pulling into the driveway of the compound in a recently claimed (hijacked) pick-up truck with Togg riding in the back. It was little surprise to see Sergeant Mathews there, lugging out white crates (though she didn't recognize the other man - it wasn't the driver from before).
Coming to a stop nearby, Elizabeth turned off the vehicle and stepped out while Togg hopped out the rear. "Is she deteriorating?" she queried the two men, her helmet's speakers making her voice slightly mechanical sounding.
Puck-Chan:
Henry
--- Quote ---Unbelievably, even with the needle in his neck, the redhead began to move.
"I… am not… your slave!"
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"Well, that's a Goddamn first," Henry incredulously eyed at the moving figure of the creature, "I suggest we start moving away from the pati--"
--- Quote ---Blurring, the resident slammed his head against the bed, dislodging the needle and tearing out the back of his neck. Spasming for a moment, Lucas grabbed onto a piece of rebar in his arm and yanked it straight out, swinging it at Wynn's body.
"And I am not a fairy!"
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--- Quote ---Then the patient ripped it out himself, blood arcing through the air as he swung it like a club towards Wynn. Archer reacted immediately, a sword materializing as the hammer of his circuits came down on the chamber of the blueprint. The Scimitar swung up, the Damascus blade cutting through the inferior steel without stopping. He followed through, the flat of the blade of Saladin smacking the patient in the face.
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"--ent. Damn it."
--- Quote ---The psychic nodded at the order, but his feline sensibilities were offended by how dismissively he was spoken to by the human doctor. No human scientist had that right. So when the fae went ballistic, he leapt on his chance.
Determining that the redhead could withstand the damage based on what he observed, with a speed that would make anyone that could feel pain cringe, with a single pull of telekinesis, he removed all the remaining debris from the rebelling patient.
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"Well, looks like I don't have to work after all today."
--- Quote ---Holding down the struggling man with telekinesis, he turned to the insulant human with a snide look.
"The human woman seems to already have a healer, so I will settle for aiding this one. If you could make yourself useful and find a way to restrain this creature, and post haste, I would appreciate it. I would like to get back to reading."
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"Yeah, yeah. I'll get to--"
--- Quote ---"Guuuurrrrraaah!"
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"Nope."
--- Quote ---The redhead let out a guttural sound as he, through pure strength alone, shatter the binding placed on him. Springing back in that brief second of disorientation, Lucas grabbed the bed and swung so fast it blurred, using an overhead strike that buried it firmly in the ceiling. Snarling again, he moved to bring it down from the ceiling to throw again - or would have.
The stake that went straight through his head disavowed him of that notion rather quickly.
"Forgive me the insult I have given you by intruding without invitation, miss, but I am here on a matter of... personal integrity."
The white haired man that stepped through the hole was finely dressed, and stood quietly as the dark, temporary passage behind him slowly closed. He paused for a moment before speaking, elegantly poised and with a stately manner. His voice was smooth with an odd accent slightly coloring his words - it was clear English was not his first language.
"You see, this… being here has, most rudely, escaped the custody of my associates and myself after entreating us to battle. I have come to recover him so that we may met out a certain level of punishment - for as you may know," his voice was slightly tempered with a strange, unidentifiable emotion "The punishment must fit the crime."
--- End quote ---
"People just keep popping out of nowhere..."
Henry took this time to finally unleash a shower of copper upon the body with one throwing motion. This time, not just the neck. Copper slivers would be poking out of his very joints instead, this time immobilizing him further and harder. Surely, this time he wouldn't be able to get out of this. But...
"It won't hold him too long. So I hope we can come to a decision pretty soon. You know, the right one where we can hand the ingrate over to him. Since he's going to wreck the whole building worse than that car last night."
The spirit was too violent for his tastes. And a total ingrate to boot. If Forest doesn't want her factory of a home to end up into rambles, it's better if they just hand the guy over to this one. There is no way in hell he's going back to the clinic again after working hours...
"Seriously, I don't want to leave when I just got back."
Knick:
Cina Prayer
Cina simply looked at the man, her eyes slightly drooping from the exhaustion and cold she was feeling, “W-who are you?” She tried to get up again, only for her strength to fail her again, collapsing into the snow. “Uhhhhh,” A pained moan escaped her lips.
Nothing was broken, but her body was overtaxed. The contract was rushed, and becoming an avatar for a spirit for the first time was not something you normally wanted to do as panicked as Cina was.
The feedback was pain that could not be described, it was fine when she was still, but now she was starting to feel it more and more as she pushed herself to move.
Ivan The Mouse:
--- Quote from: Elf on August 01, 2014, 03:10:14 AM ---Gabriel almost flinched at the man's accent. It was slightly Germanic. Just because someone's from Germany it doesn't mean that they're automatically a Nazi, Gabriel thought, the thought sounding suspiciously like his Godmother's voice.
He tilted his head and said, "Well the head of this house's time is quite precious. Why do you wish to speak to her?"
Besides, it seems a little odd that he didn't just straight up and ask for Law Unto Herself. It's not like Godmother keeps this a huge secret, he thought to himself.
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"I am a defense salesman and I wish to know if she has any interests in acquiring small arms, ammunition, personal military gear or equipment." Rattus outright said. "This building has attracted my attention on the basis that its exterior resembles a warehouse and such makes it seemingly out of place as compared to the overall style of this neighborhood. As such, it made me think that this household does not want to attract any notice and wants to keep a high-level of secrecy within its internal structure and, therefore, it seemed that this is a place where I can make a new deal. That is, if you allow me to speak to her in order to get her side."
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