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Post by Keller Valentine on Dec 1, 2006 16:33:21 GMT -5
"I've been asleep too long....A year of sleep has made my fighting skills a bit rusty," she said softly. Her wounds were already healing, her heart was pounding faster in her chest as a dark aura engulfed her. Sending a tingling sensation through her body as she closed her eyes, she felt her power surged through her; she'd needed that fight. Needed her blood to be spilled. Her rose sharply into the air as she raised her palm to her face. She felt her lips turn into a smile, she looked over her shoulder; her eyes light up as she did so. She turned and looked straight at the demons who were walking towards her. " Okay, now it time for some fun," she said with a smile, she shimmered appearing in the middle of the demons.
" Looking for me?" she asked playfully as she appeared again. She spun kicking two demons in the neck, hearing one of their necks snap brought a smile to her face. She stood inbetween the last two demons, they lunged at her but she merely stepped to the side and drew both of her guns and shot them both in the head once, watching them fall. She lowered her hands to her sides, her guns still tightly in her hands. She placed them back in their holsters, she looked around once more then looked up at the sky. Keller felt a sudden rush coming through her, she was back!
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Post by Ryan Saint on Dec 3, 2006 14:07:10 GMT -5
A motorcycle made its way through the armys of hell close by, each tire crushed the bodies of already fallen warrior as the blue-haired rider continued his array of shotgun blasts on the ones who stood in his way. Occasionaly he would shift his weight to the back of the bike, lifting the front wheel upwards to only spin a 360, knocking everything closeby into the air like ragdolls. "There we go." He uttered under his breath, riding to where his silver eyes picked up the slightest hint of a battle upahead.
Upon arriving the man cut the engine off as both feet found their way to solid ground. He was dressed formally, black collar shirt, dress pants and shoes. However something was strange about him, a trail of red seemed to follow where ever he treaded. But a closer look would reviel a devil pixie sitting on his shoulder, wispering into his ear about nonsense and girl talk. "Mhhm" Was his only reply to her nonstop talking, and after noticing that he wasnt paying attention only pissed her off. "YOU ARNT LISTINING!" She yelled, glowing a little red. "Calm down, im busy" The blue-haired man laughed at his own little joke, knowing Lilith wouldnt approve he assured her he was only playing. "I think sleeping ugly is here." He said, feeling D's presence once again. "Sleeping ugly?!" Lilith at first took that as in insult towards herself before remembering that Ryan awoke that accursed Ishmael. "Oh yeah..." Ryan looked over to his shoulder. "You dont like sleeping ugly?" Ryan asked in a tone that pissed Lilith off further. "I.....HATE sleeping ugly." She was tired of this conversation and was about to fly off to kill some steam before Ryan paid a nice compliment to keep her company. "If ya want i'll call ya sleeping beauty" Her face turned red with excitment. "Really?!" "Maybe...." She stuck out her tounge at him before he continued towards the two.
"Yo D!" Ryan called out, one hand in his front pocket while the other gave a simple wave as demons followed behind him in a quickened pace. On his back laid Advent, his father's ancient black sword from the days of the rebillieon on D's command, now passed on to his son Ryan unsheathed the blade and cut down the advancing foe in a matter of seconds before sheathing once again. Oh how he despised interuptions.
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Post by Ishmael Kingsglory on Dec 3, 2006 21:09:34 GMT -5
"Yo D!" Ishmaels ears picked out of the air before he unloaded three magically enhanced rounds through a rather large demons skull, punching a wide hole through the things thick skull. "Oh he's going to be pissed!" Ishmael said in a suddenly jovial and light hearted tone before ripping into the air as three demons with scythes exploded out of thin air and made for the Seraph.
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Post by Keller Valentine on Dec 7, 2006 7:50:44 GMT -5
Keller shimmered and appeared on the edge of a rooftop. Her hand on the roof infront of her for balance. She looked at looked at the two guys on the ground below her. She moved to the side as a demon lunged at her, it went flying over the edge. She looked at it, her eyes focused on it as she smiled to herself. She looked at the demon as it threw an energy ball at her, she blinked and sent it straight back at the demon. " My powers are growing," she said softly. A demon stood infront of her as she stood up, she looked at it, watching it a it dropped to it's knees.
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Post by Ryan Saint on Dec 7, 2006 17:30:57 GMT -5
"You'd think they would get the idea D." Ryan said aggrevated, using Seijin to blow away any nearby demons as he walked in a slow pace to where D awaited, fighting his own fight alongside a woman with interesting powers. "Who is she?" Lilith asked obnoxiously, causing Ryan to laugh. "Dont ask me" The demons surrounding Ryan were starting to become impatient however, closing in Ryan had limited options. Unsheathing Advent, the dark angelic blade of Samael, Ryan lunged in one direction, cutting down the 'soldier' demons who attempted to stop the half-devil which was the case several times over as the blue-haired warrior finished off the surrounding competition with an artistic array of sword moves. "Been a little while hasnt it D?" Ryan said with a smile, a complete contrast to Lilith's facial expression however, which was more of a disgusted look
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Post by Ishmael Kingsglory on Dec 7, 2006 20:35:16 GMT -5
"Indeed..." Ishmael said as he unleashed another barrage of essence enhanced shots from his Moonsilver Inquisitor, tearing a small group of black cloaked demons to shreds and sending a rain of sand in every direction. His shotgun, a huge thing of elaborately worked silver from the heart of a star, swung here and there as he shot it with one hand. From Ryans perceptions the thing probobly weighed as much as a wrought iron parkbench. Ishmael spun the thing across the top of his hand, unlocking the firing chamber, and spun it over his shoulder, releasing the spent shells, and then caught it with his left hand while tossing three shells with his right, snapping the firing chamber shut with a click just as the shells aligned with the open chambers.
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Post by Keller Valentine on Dec 8, 2006 17:22:32 GMT -5
Keller looked at Ryan then realised something. She was feeling 5 different emotions at the same time but none of them were her own. She looked down, she was feeling the emotions of the others. " Oh no," she said softly. She'd just realised how much her powers had grown, her powers had developed so much that she had become an empath. She sighed as she leapt from the rooftop, White Ghost in hand, she landed near a few of the demons. She looked up at the sky, closing her eyes as she did so. Black wings emerged from her back as she opened her eyes, she smiled as she raised both of her hands into the air, she looked at the demons. " Now we're going to have some fun," she said with a smile. One of the demons threw an energy ball at her but it was a waste of time, Keller was already intune with it's emotions so she could just deflect it, and she did so by blinking.
She drew Nevan, her guitar felt almost as natural in her hands as her sword did. She smiled as she quickly started to play a rock song on it, clearly feeling the music she was playing. " Come forth my Hell Hounds! Hear my call!" she said clearly. Four Hell Hounds appeared around Keller who smiled as one nudged her hand with it's nose. " Go!" she said as she gestured to the demons. " Take them out," she said as she quickly drew her guns and spun on her heals to shoot a demon that was standing behind her in the head. She watched her Hell Hounds each take out a demon, she knew there was only a few more demons left, one of the Hell Hounds moved to stand by Keller; this one was clearly protective of her. It growled as Keller moved shooting another demon, she hadn't noticed but she'd moved closer to Ryan and it was him the Hell Hound was growling at. " Come on," she said calmly as the Hell Hound once again tackled a demon which Keller shot in the head because it was about to stab her Hell Hound through the heart.
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Post by Ryan Saint on Dec 8, 2006 19:22:15 GMT -5
Ryan found the woman's pair of black wings interesting, and in return let his own pair of black wings shoot outwards from his formal black shirt, ripping the back to shreads as Advent's 5 inch thick blade tore asunder the demons who quickly approached. However a growl directed towards the blue haired devil began to get on his nervs, resulting in Ryan focusing his silver eyes on the mutt before cursing at it. "Pipe it down ya damn mutt!" He was never good with pets...Lilith on the other hand was enjoying the show, letting out cheers for Ryan as he displayed a magneficent show of sword manuevers and true skill with his inherited possesion. As D had said 9 years back, 'You do your father proud'
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Post by Keller Valentine on Dec 10, 2006 7:11:08 GMT -5
Keller spun weilding White Ghost with ease. Her Hell Hounds at her side, one stuck close to her. Ready to protect her at any moment. Keller back flipped, kicking a demon away from her as the Hell Hound lunged at it. She pulled out her guns and shot the two demons at either side of her. " And then there were none," she said softly. She let her Hell Hounds vanish but one stayed beside her. " Go, I'll call you again soon," she said softly. Her wings closed around her then vanished as black feathers fell to the ground before her. she sighed to herself. The Hell Hound bit her hand enough to draw blood then vanished, blood ran down her hand. Within moments her hand was covered in blood.
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Post by Ishmael Kingsglory on Dec 10, 2006 15:36:48 GMT -5
"Hmph..." Ishmael finished indifferently as he hoisted his Moonsilver Inquisitor onto his shoulder and ejected three, fist sized, red hot shell casings from the back of the firing chambers. He perused the blood covered scene with eyes akin to those of a person looking at a field of blooming flowers. Sand and blood ran across the ground and on the walls in abundance but he drank the scene in with pleasure. "Who were you supposed to be for...?" he said slowly before turning to Ryan to see whether or not he was hurt. But then again he already knew he'd find the boy with nothing more substantial then a collection of scratches. Ishmael scoweled deeply before turning to the black winged girl. "Your injured..." he said as he saw her wings retreat. "Let me take a look at that."
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