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Post by Darkwave Das Ich on Dec 3, 2006 13:53:47 GMT -5
She drew closer to the man as he hummed. "Maybe." She answered as she stuck the blades into the floor next to his. She took his arms and started to do a sped up version of the Waltz.
"I hope you can keep up."
[Meanwhile downstairs...]
Darkwave was getting the last memory as he was being shaken. His eyes opened. He felt like he's slept a year, and he was most comfortable with his surrounings now, and his well-being.
He stood up and walked trance-like up the stairs.
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Post by Ryan Saint on Dec 3, 2006 14:18:15 GMT -5
"God dammit" Ryan cursed, Lilith amused with his frustration as she continued to lay on his shoulder. Running over to Dark he popped him across the head with his hand, "I didnt say wake up and walk like your a god-damn zombie" Ryan was pissed and Lilith's giggles only made it worse. "Could ya stop doing that?!" He gritted his teeth, still attempting to knock Dark outta this accursed trance. "I think its cute" She laughed, red dust contineuing to follow where he walked. "What? That this is pissin me off?" He asked uncaringly, his attention on what he was trying to do rather than debate with his new devil pixie. "No, you look cute when your dedicated to something, well...i guess its the same when your mad" She gave a cheeky smile. "Yeah yeah" Ryan said dismissingly, waving ah and about before smacking Dark upside the head again. "Wake up!"
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Post by Ishmael Kingsglory on Dec 3, 2006 16:41:15 GMT -5
Ishmael and the woman continued to dance, raising blade from the floor from time to time to clash in mid air. After roughly a minute of the mutual assault the tempo sped up and the two wove and danced with blades in hand, swinging and slashing with blades that sometimes never met and instead wove in fanciful defensive patterns before returning to the attack. Clashes of steel rang out against the cold walls of the castle as flashes of steel appeared and dissapeard from existance. The pair finally moved into a massive ballroom with a huge freiz of angels and demons adorning every wallpiece, two huge windows revealed a gigantic blood red full moon and a host of stars. The marble floors had not been stepped on in centuries but as soon as the pair entered the room the candles about the room lit inside their lamps and the dust promptly retreated to the void in the dark corners of the room.
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Post by Darkwave Das Ich on Dec 7, 2006 13:25:25 GMT -5
"Wow, your good. Seems you were correct..." She said as she sped up the pace even more. To the normal human, they were invisable now, too fast for their mind to recieve the images quickly enough. The the average demon or devil, they were going fairly fast.
"Tell me, who told you how to dance?"
[Meanwhile]
Darkwave felt no pain as he was hit. He continued to got up the stairs without heeding any existance of the man who just hit him. "Mother..." He wispered every thirty seconds or so.
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Post by Ryan Saint on Dec 7, 2006 17:17:40 GMT -5
Finding Dark's trance increasingly annoying Ryan found that any punch he thre at the guy seemed to have no effect. "Time to get violent" Ryan grinned, unholstering Seijin, the shotgun at his side and loading it with two fairly expensive rounds. "Your not gonna shoot him are you?!" Lilith gasped, still resting on his shoulder she jumped about, bagering on about how you dont shoot people to get their attention. Where Ryan just kinda tuned her out, aiming the gun towards Dark's legs. "Ill just shoot something that isnt vital...besides im sure he can grow it back later." Ryan said amused, Vampire's regeneration was interesting enough, however it made for one hell of a way to continue torter methods on them. Counting to three in his head Ryan let loose two shotgun shells towards the body of Dark, in hopes of getting his 'attention'. While Lilith mearly shook her head in disbelief.
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Post by Ishmael Kingsglory on Dec 9, 2006 15:46:50 GMT -5
"No one in particular." Ishmael said nonchalantly as he flicked aside an impaling blow, "I've just had alot of good partners." His own two blades danced and weaved into her gaurd in clockwise and counter-clockwise spins and twirls, sounding off a whole new clash of metal. Her blades were forced on the deffensive as he went through a series of vicious jabs that left her breathless trying to keep up. "I'm sure you probobly know a few of them. Err, knew a few of them." He continued as he dipped low in an incredible spree of hits and then leaped into the air and forced her guard high before coming down and slamming blade against blade forcing her guard low. "Sparda? Linus? Nosferatu?" Just as suddenly as he had started the ruthless combo suddenly he was slithering backwards with incredible speed, seeming to glide over the surface of the polished marble. One blade spun over the top of his hand like a baton a few times as he continued the jerky dash glide.
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Post by Darkwave Das Ich on Dec 10, 2006 16:32:02 GMT -5
The combos didn't falter her in the least. She acutally wanted it to go faster, and better. "Come, now, honey... Is that all..." She said as she threw him into the air did a back flip, and caught him to finish the move. "You got?" She finished as she grabbed a blade and held it to his neck with her teeth. She smiled and began The Tango, slapping one of his blades into his mouth, blade side inwards towards his teeth.
[At The Stairs]
He shot to late, and the shells missed. By the time Ryan notices he missed, Darkwave's Already up the stairs. He walks to the room with the Dancing Couple. He pulled out his shotgun and shot towrds the two.
"DIE MOTHER!"
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Post by Ryan Saint on Dec 10, 2006 17:40:16 GMT -5
Ryan sighed before following the punk upstairs, "I intend to..." He said, increasingly pissed by the entire situation he let out a shot from his own Shotgun, however he was more then aware of how vain both shots would be. instead considering them 'warning' shots. Lilith continued to giggle as Ryan attempted to cool off with violence. "Your just gona get worse if you keep this up." Ignoring the pixie's comment Ryan unsheathed Advent, waiting for the perfect moment to repay Dark's mom.
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Post by Ishmael Kingsglory on Dec 10, 2006 19:27:37 GMT -5
For a lengthy second the blade closed in on Ishmaels face, spinning and making a kind of singing sound as it hurtled closer and closer. Ishmaels face didn't change in the least, not even to blink as suddenly the woman fighting him raised her blade to his throat, he kept the same look of bored confidence as suddenly his right hand shot up catching the hilt of the sword and spinning the razor sharp length of cold steel in a counter-clockwise slap that hit the womans own blade with enough force to jar it from her teeth and send it flying high into the air just as Ishmael and his blade disapeared into thin air, disapearing only a milisecond before bullets tore through the air where he had once been. "Faster?" She heard as he tore around the room, seeming to come in and out of existance every few seconds as her eyes sturggled to catch even the slightest glimpse of the Seraph's fluttering cloak. "Come now, you really think you can keep up with me?" she finally heard as he chuckled insanely. "Ah, I see you can't follow this quickly... Lets slow it down a notch...." Suddenly hundreds of copys of the seraph appeared and phased in and out of existance in blurs of color all around the room. The hundred figures laughed again and the hall boomed with thunder.
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