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| Katana Posts: 768/3649 |
Alby looked up at Xeios as he finally let go of her hand. As it dropped to her side, a few more droplets of blood trickled down. However, she paid no mind to it as her attention was immediately taken hold of by the stunningly remarkable room.
She didn't know what to make of it, as she brushed past Xeios and entered the room after Azrael. The room itself had a beauty of it's own, but something about it set her nerves on end. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| BBQMissile Posts: 905/1198 |
Azrael wiped her blood off and stepped through the doors that drank the blood of the human. He was not very impressed at what stood before him. In fact, he was very wary of his surroundings, something was making him extremely uncomfortable. He kept one of his long swords drawn as he stepped forth, guided by the torches that slightly lit the pathways.
The shadows that were created from the flames, danced upon the walls in an eerie fashion. This alone was already a sight disturbing enough to deter normal men from their paths. Nevertheless, he continued forth, being sure to walk as silently as he could. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Xeios Posts: 1160/2954 |
Xeios winced in pain for Alby. But he hid it as quickly as his could. The blood dripped down into the cup, and the door shook. Xeios gripped her wrist and pulled her hand gently away. Holding her hand tightly in his.
"Need not spill more than wanted." The door swung open to show a magnificently dark room. Torches sporatically hinted at the walls, but they were amazingly far. Gothic architecture was most seen in this area. Flying Buttresses, were they in a mountain...The support structures were crafted for a lot of weight, it must be holding something up other than the roof...This place, actually reminded him of the colliseum. One of the wonders of the world in Rome...But this was stylized and because of this style, one would assume it was made during the middle ages. Yet...From what he could see, it appeared new, clean, and well-kept. "Whoa...This...is...Beautiful." Xeios unintentionally held onto Alby's hand while saying that, he noticed shortly thereafter, and released it. Blushing slightly and passing into the opening. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Katana Posts: 748/3649 |
Alby looked directly into Azrael's eyes. She took in a steady breath and held it...
Waiting... She glanced back at Xeios to see if he was going to say anything. Her hand was still outstretched toward Azrael. Letting out the air she held in a sigh, Alby simply reached down to his blade, quickly lifted it up and wrapped her hand around the blade. She held it tight enough that blood began to drip down her wrist. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Kaijin Surohm Posts: 1002/1852 |
The Archangle huffed at the huge creature, before springing forth with his blade in hand. Without a second thought, he was up in the creature's face, and the blade severed the head from the neck. Before the head could fully seperate, he took his sword, and whirled it into an overhead slash, splitting the massive Plasma in half.
Quickly, before four Giants could form, his wings came out wide, and slammed the four parts together, from where he lept forth, his wings holding the creature still, and peirced the middle, letting the blade take effect. A bright light began to resinate from the blade, and shown in all directions. The light ripped the creature apart on contact, and finally, a massive flash of light, disinegrating the creature. He backed up some, his wings vanashing, and his sword sheathed. He chuckled slighlty, out of breath. Shuyin |
Posts: 765/1858 *Sita returns Tyrael's nod with one of her own. She sighs slightly as she slumps slowly against a wall. Her body was pulsing with energy, every nerve seemed to be on fire. I need to get it together. That wasn't 'him' and you know that. Yet her heart was beating like a war drum, her mind still set on FIGHT mode. She takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down. But her soothing process was interrupted.......
| The rubble begins to quiver. A seemingly blue liquid begins to slither out from the remains. The blue gelatin substance bleeds from the rocks faster and faster. It begins clumping together, higher and higher until it's one huge gelatinous mass. The huge blob begins shaping and contorting. Feet form, then legs, torso, arms, neck.....and then a head. A huge Dante stood before all three of them, a malicious grin stretched across its astral mouth.* Katana |
Posts: 565/3649 Alby looks up at Azrael with a curious expression. Slowly, she slipped passed him and examined the door first, then the cup. Then, calmly she let out a sigh. She looked back at Xeios and gave him a lopsided grin before moving over to Azrael and standing directly in front of him.
| "You sound so sure that I'm not impure myself." She says with a smile, looking directly into his eyes. Nevertheless, the offered her hand, palm out, and waited for him to do it. BBQMissile |
Posts: 685/1198 Azrael placed his left hand upon the steel door and stood very still as if trying to 'listen' to it. He neither blinked or moved as he simply waited as his eyes focused onto the enscriptions upon the door. It certainly bore a very unique design in that there were two magnificent carvings of chimera creatures upon the doors with what seemed to be a small cup placed at the very center of the door, much like a keyhole for a key.
| "I am the door to mortality. Only the pure of blood can open me." Azrael slowly withdrew his hand and stared at the small cup at the center of the door. He shrugged and drew out his right longsword from its sheath. Without seemingly any hesitation, he pressed the edge of the blade against his left palm, causing some of his red blood to seep out. He held out his hand over the cup, allowing his blood to drop into it. At first, nothing happened. However, after a few moments, the carvings on the door began glowing as the blood was drained into the door from the cup. The chimeras, becoming animated, seemed to roar at each other as the door remained shut, refusing the blood of Azrael. "Hm...." He slowly turned to Katana with his longsword still in hand. "It rejects the blood of the impure. That means we'll need your blood to open this cursed door." Leon D. Sagara |
Posts: 325/859 ((Ok Cairoi is Knocked out and I am leaveing him behind))
| ::Grim stood up after several seconds passed and looked at his young companion only to find that his fear itself caused a temporary paralysis in his body causeing him to stand perfectly still. In fact, he was laying on the ground in teh exact same position that he was standing in moments before hand:: Pitiful, you barely saw them and fell this fast. I knew I should have took teh door out when I had the chance ::Grin left the boy on the floor and proceded down the stairs into the basement. The further down he desended, the warmer it seemed to get. But being Death himself, Grim didn't phase during teh heat, it mearly was more of a homey feeling to him. The stairs winded their way down into the deep abyss, untill he faded into the shadows of the stairs, climbing untill he hit the bottom:: True Flight |
Posts: 1123/5245 True smiled and looked at Tyrael. She put her staff into the holder in the back and looked around. She walked with Tyrael. "So..." She said looking at the walls. "What are we to do? find the others?" | Kaijin Surohm |
Posts: 704/1852 Tyrael stood up, wirled his blade around, and sheathed it to his side. He casually discarded his barrowed blade back to the pile of armor, and nodded towards Sita.
| "Don't worry, True. I seem to not of been much use myself." He chuckled as he looked at the pile of destruction. He turned slowly, and looked down the black cooridor, that resided from where the the decorated wall once stood. True Flight |
Posts: 1121/5245 True continued stand at a defensive stance and looked at Tyreal. She bowwed. "I'm sorry, I'm not much of use am I.." She said and smiled. She looked at Miki and smiled.
| The cat demon mewwed and sighed. Shuyin |
Posts: 496/1858 *A spray of four bullets whizz by Tyrael's ears from behind him. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Each bullet lodges itself in what would be the knees of the astral beings. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. Each round explodes obliterating the lower torsos of both of the Dantes. The Dantes grin as the mess that splattered from their legs begins to take shape into four Dantes. Sita flicks her sword and it extends into its segmented whip form instantly. She swings her arm downward, slamming the weapon on the ground. Upon impact it juts upward, striking the ceiling above. The whip cracks with the rough surface of the ceiling, making several huge slabs come crashing down on the Dantes. Dust clouds the room making visibility hard. Several moments pass before the dust settles. Sita raises her eyebrow as it appeared that she had vanquished the astral beings.* | Xeios |
Posts: 928/2954 Xeios blushed. He hoped she wouldn't notice, but there seemed that there was nothing he could do about it now. He wiped the amazingly dark red blood on his shirt, giving the feel that the shirt could have been another color at one time, but had simply been stained by blood. The wound seemed to have closed already. He held a broken needle in his hand. Damn...These were hard to break. He shook his head, and tossed the needle aside. He was bringing up the rear again. How boring this was. He moved to the side, and threw one of the needles down the hallway, it whizzed past everyone else, and Xeios attuned his hearing to its sound. A light click was heard.
| "The hallway is only about forty more feet deep. I think there is a large iron door at the bottom, from the sound at least..." Xeios was right, and as the party reached the door, even less was visible behind them. Xeios looked at the door, there was something inscribed...He lifted his voodoo doll to the inscription, and the right light spread out from the eyes of the doll. The writing was visible now, and it most likely spoke eerie words to the intruders...Xeios was unable to see it, for he had to sacrifice parts of himself to activate the doll. I'm shit out of idea on what this could say.  , just something about where they are. I dunno, and if you can't think of anything, just say it's a mythic language that you can't understand...I don't know where you want to take us...Leon D. Sagara |
Posts: 305/859 ::Chooseing to compleately ignore Ajax's lack of movement, Grim took off toward the light at the end of teh hallway, grabbing his second wraith blade from the pinched position it was at in the wall. Grim know that if Ajax didnt move quickly, that he would be squished::
| YOU IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ::Grim's Life reiver turned into an everlong chain, amd as Grim exited the hallway, he threw the chain wrapping it around Ajax's legs and pulling tightly bringing Ajax flying toward Grim. Ajax arrived on the floor where Grim now stood just hairs before the walls slammed together ending all of the cloaked figures lives. Grim retracted his wraith blades and set down, dangleing his feet on what appeared to be the edge of a winding staircase that squared its way around the room below:: Kaijin Surohm |
Posts: 675/1852 Tyrael nodded his thanks as he jumped away from the Plasma holding his sword.
| He leaped toward the one that didn't, and brought both blades up, digging them into it's sides. As he proceeded to glide past that one, he ripped his blade from his right hand, and lobbed it into the onther plasma, stamming it through it's chest. While still in the jump, he quickly snatched the Demon's bane front the Plasma, rolled around, and faced the two things, while resting on his left knee. He held the Demon's Bane horizantally infront of him, and behind it lay the display sword he picked up, making a cross with the blades. True Flight |
Posts: 1111/5245 True put her hands together and looked at the plasmas. Her eyes glew as she began a small mumble. Her voice was so quiet but you could hear her whispers through the violence. It was an untold language that she had learn from her holy ones. She pointed at the plasmas. "Urael!" She shouted. A fire began to grow around the plasmas and the sword was untouched. "Get your sword!"
| Urael: The holy power of the angel of fire spreads amongst the object infront of her. This power is usually used for True's staff to make a torch of unending holy light to see with, but she can use it alternatively as a fire spell against the object infront of her. Katana |
Posts: 551/3649 As the bullet acted as a ping-pong ball, Alby could see the marionettes lying lifelessly around her and Xeios and caught a brief glimpse of Xeios' hand. Once the bullet stopped, she looked up at Xeios. It was too dark in the tunnel to make out much, but she was standing close enough to Xeios to be able to tell that it was him. The blood on his hand made her recall moments in their childhood, the bumps and scrapes they used to get almost daily.
| She took his hand and smeared the blood off with her's. Then, wiping it on his shirt, she playfully pushed him aside and brushed past him. "You can tell my why that blood wasn't a normal color later." She mused as she continued down the path after Azrael. BBQMissile |
Posts: 656/1198 Just as Azrael managed to step inside, the orbs that the mighty Griffin had created exploded like bombs, causing the entrance of the dark dark cave to be completely sealed up by large boulders. The blast of the explosion threw him forward onto the ground, the sheaths of his swords scraping against the hard surface.
| He quickly got up and batted away the dust on his clothing before quickly scanning the tunnel which he soon found to be impossible due to the obvious lack of light. He stood quietly as he heard the sound of Xeios' blade cutting through the artificial flesh of the marionettes. It seemed that all that had been hidden in the tunnel were disposed of. Azrael reached for his handgun and fired off a single silver round in an unusual angle. The silver bullet was launched out of the gun and hit the side of the tunnel, causing it to richochet and hit the other side, and thus repeating the process. Each time it ricocheted off the walls, it created a small spark of light. The bullet repeated this process for approximately 3 yards before it finally lost its momentum and fell to the ground. Each time a spark was made, Azrael watched carefully, scanning everything he could with what little light he had to use. He saw the body of the decapitated marionettes...there were 5 of them. There didn't seem to be anything else left in the tunnel...but then again, this was impossible ot tell for the lage passageway was too long to be revealed by his single bullet. He shrugged and reholstered his handgun as he drew his right longsword and proceeded forward without so much as glance or talk to Alby and Xeios. Xeios |
Posts: 921/2954 Xeios watched Alby...The way she moved was...beautiful. He shook his head, and heard something...In front of them, but it was not Alby. This tunnel was too long...And to dark, something was the matter here. He dashed around Alby and slashed many times in a short time span. Blood, oddly colored, covered Xeios' right hand, and his eyes began glowing oddly. He was feeling the rush of combat come over him. There was no more noise...Complete silence...
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