((Sing with me now, our strange duet, my power over you, grows stronger yet and though you turn to glance at me, the phantom of the opera is there inside your mind.)$
*He holds his hands over the stumps that used to be fingers, a light glow encompassing them. The flesh weaves outward at a startling rate, the two fingers quickly regrowing as though they had never been gone*
Perfect, that'll cost you an arm and a leg.
I'm kidding, of course. As for telling Loki I think you should, we're not what you might call "best buddies".
This is all very troubling, I will send a group of male warriors to investiage.
Thor: I wish to be on that mission.
No. I want you with Zanida, I trust her skills, but they hurt her emotionally, guard my sister. Sif, I do not want you on this mission, I want this dealt with with the least amount of injuries.
Thor: Very well.
Sif: Of course. *looks at Zanida* You're fine now. *goes*
(I already did a little where she put on her armour.
Well done, then.)
Claire: *walks back to the clearing in her black armour and black motorcycle helmet, weapon holsters dotted nearly everywhere and her belt visible which contains the sheaths for her hatchets, knives, throwing knives, her silenced pistol and Shuriken*
Claire: You actually use them? They're the ones that reflect damage, right? Wait, why am I speaking to you? You can't reply. *runs towards him* *when she gets in range, swings both her hatchets at him*
Dark Hunter: *blocks effortlessly, grabbing the handles of the hatchets with the hooks on his blades and tearing the weapons from her grip* *kicks her in the chest, slicing at her head*
Claire: *ducks and, in a flash, draws three Shuriken and throws them simultaneously*
Dark Hunter: *fades away, and fades into existence behind her, slashing at her back*
Claire: *dives to avoid the slash, coming up in a roll* *draws her pistol, turns, and begins shooting*
Dark Hunter: *extends his blade until it exits the holder grafted to his skin, and grasps the handle, spinning it in his hands - blocking the bullets and causing them to be deflected in random directions*
Dark Hunter: *pushes back against her, forcing her back to the ground*
Claire: *throws powder at the floor, causing a white flash which blinds him temporarily* *when he recovers, she has gone*
Dark Hunter: *recovers quickly, tapping a sigil on his armour to increase his senses and reflexes* *sheaths the sword, and extends his hook swords again* *tilts his head, listening*
Claire: *dives from a tree, slicing downwards with her sword*
Dark Hunter: *grasps the sword, pulling it away from her* *steps from her way, and as her momentum carries her forward, stabs her in the back without turning, causing the blade to erupt from her stomach*
Dark Hunter: *blocks Inky's claws with his sword - her claws will become hotter with the more they're pushed against his sword* *with his second, pulls her legs out from under her with the hook on the sword* *fades out* *fades in behind her, slashing at her back* *fades in next to Silente and slashes at her*
(I've never tasted coffee either, but I don't like the smell or chocolate-coated coffee beans or coffee cake, so I assume I don't like coffee and have therefore never felt a need to try it. Just out of interest - do you think, having never tasted coffee, I can accurately say I don't like coffee considering the other evidence?)
@Inky: *tilts head* Interesting. I'm not too fond of tomato sauce but I like tomatoes . . . I only like them when they're mostly tasteless though. Like oranges. I love those mostly tasteless oranges that mostly just taste of freshness and water . . .
Dark Hunter: *leaps to his feet, fading out* *fades in, and slashes at her* *fades out* *fades in at the other side, pulling her legs from under her* *fades out again, and fades in behind her, slashing* *continues to do that*
@Garrett: I guess so. I'm using coffee as an inside metaphor in my head though, so you people have kind of given me new stuff to think about. :P
I'm slowly getting more picky as I get older . . . I mean, there's tons of stuff that I don't like that much but I'll eat it anyway, and it's only in recent years that I've gone "Hang on, I don't actually like this stuff that I eat just because" and I've started reacting to my lack of liking a bit more. :P See, my sister has been called a picky eater in the past (she's okay though - there is stuff she likes and she's always prepared to try things before saying she doesn't like them. Like, when we have a meal, my mum will let us have toast instead if we don't like it (like, any of it), but we have to try it first. And my sister's very good at trying things and giving them a chance . . . which might be down to my mum's parenting, now I come to think about it. My mum rocks. But ANYWAY), but you see, me and her kind of have the same amount of like and dislike. The difference is, I tend to like a lot of normal things and dislike obscure things, whereas she tends to like obscure things and dislike normal things, and so we end up eating foods I like more than foods she likes . . . :/
About your chicken thing, Inky - If I eat the same food every day, I start disliking it. I couldn't ever have a fetish with something like you have. :P As such, it's rather impressive to me that you can be such a longstanding fan of chicken.
Yeah, I'm not here to fight you, I think you've done a pretty good job at slashing up my friends. So why don't we sit down and have a good old fashioned talk about this. *holds out a daisy chain* You don't seem the type but do you want a daisy chain?
(I'm good thanks) (right Star I'm bit like your sister, i like to try new things (sometimes) but i like normal foods too so I'm like you as well, i see where your coming from (i think).
Okay so we're not going down the daisy chain route, that's plan a gone. I'm pretty sure there's a bar just a small walk away from here, we could grab a drink, you could stop slashing my friends and *turns and sees the 9 year old on the ground* Seriously? You attacked a nine year old? Okay never mind, let's just put all the stabby things down and give peace a chance.
*whispers* See, we're confusing it. Just don't do anything stupid as of yet he hasn't stabbed or shot me yet. *raises her voice* Don't shoot him, he's a good person. I don't know why you are here or who you came to shoot but I'm 95% sure it wasn't us.
"And though the sand may be washed by the sea And the old will be lost in the new And four will not wait for three For three never waited for two And though you will not wait for me I'll wait for you"
(Because the fact he can't speak makes him more interesting, or at least alerts us to the fact that he is interesting. All people are interesting really.)
Ok fine, talks over *shadow walks away, returns a couple of minutes later with a bus, parking it on top of dark hunter* sorted for now, any way lets make a new plan, Raves
Don't try and hit him again! He seemed pretty calm before you tried to drop a bus on his head! *turns on her heel to run* *pauses* I'm not running, I want to help, just tell me what to do.
Dark Hunter: *charges his gauntlet with electrical energy and slams it against Garrett's leg* *pulls his other leg out from under him and stabs downwards with his swords*
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*seems lost in the moment, not even hearing his sister screaming to him mentally*
((Sing with me now, our strange duet, my power over you, grows stronger yet and though you turn to glance at me, the phantom of the opera is there inside your mind.)$
I should be able to fix that...
*He holds his hands over the stumps that used to be fingers, a light glow encompassing them. The flesh weaves outward at a startling rate, the two fingers quickly regrowing as though they had never been gone*
Perfect, that'll cost you an arm and a leg.
I'm kidding, of course. As for telling Loki I think you should, we're not what you might call "best buddies".
*She started to nibble along his jaw, to his ear. She whispered to him cheekily*
What are you waiting for, Laufeyson...?
Zanida: Thank you! I- I will tell my brother. He needs to be told. These men cannot go on.
I- DAMN IT!!! Someone is going to suffer, my sister has been harmed.
*She flinched away from Loki, frightened of his sudden anger*
What's wrong...? Who was it...?
I don't know...someone healed her. I am sorry...*takes Rose's hand* I should not have snapped.
Mine.
I dedicate this page to completeing the TARDIS quests on the game I play. I also dedicate to TDTOL, and to Derek.
Also to, Broadway.
-Zaf
*She was hesitant when she wrapped her fingers around Loki's*
Is she okay...?
Yes. She is fine.
(I'm going to call it a night, adios amigos.
*Cuddles Rose*
*Glares at Loki*)
*She kissed his neck and sighed heavily*
I'm sorry... We shouldn't be doing this... Not if Zanida's hurt... Or has been hurt and healed...
(Goodnight, Blake.
*Cuddles back*
One question, though. Why do you glare at Loki...?)
I know...*sighs* I swear we will. *gets up, and his armor appears on him*
Zanida: *comes up to the palace, scared*
Thor: Zan!! *holds her close, feeling her trembling*
Zanida: Men...
Sif: What's wrong with her?
(Because I don't like him. Bye.)
Eventually, we will... I miss you...
*She sighed heavily and pulled on her dress. Then she took Loki's hand and pulled him out*
We'll go check on her...?
(...
*Cuddles Blakey again*
*Doesnt know why Blake doesn't like Loki*
Goodnight...)
(LokiTC, that is. Bye for real now. Really. Bye.)
I assume she has a lot to say. *keeps Rose close, and takes her down to where Zan is*
Zanida: Loki!!! *launches into a full account of what happebed*
(Night Blakey!!)
*She pulled away from Loki when Zan started to talk. Then she spotted another woman, Sif, across the room. She waved a little, shy*
Sif: *waves back, focusing on Zanida's story*
This is all very troubling, I will send a group of male warriors to investiage.
Thor: I wish to be on that mission.
No. I want you with Zanida, I trust her skills, but they hurt her emotionally, guard my sister. Sif, I do not want you on this mission, I want this dealt with with the least amount of injuries.
Thor: Very well.
Sif: Of course. *looks at Zanida* You're fine now. *goes*
((I think i'm gonna sleep....too many sleepless nights since Wednesday...-Zaf
What am I doing, then...? I dont want you to go, Loki. But if you are, I'm coming too. You might need bait.
*She smiled softly and curled into Loki's arms*
Who's she...? The girl...?
(Goodnight, Zaf.
I'll be distant...)
They aid stay alive until Derek came over...
He's over and I can't see him...
So, he's over and I have no reason.
Em, keep breathing, okay??
(Hello.)
(Hello, Elleni. How are you?)
(I am average, thank you. Contemplating doing the fight between the Dark Hunter and Claire.
I presume that is good?)
(I already did a little where she put on her armour.
Well done, then.)
Claire: *walks back to the clearing in her black armour and black motorcycle helmet, weapon holsters dotted nearly everywhere and her belt visible which contains the sheaths for her hatchets, knives, throwing knives, her silenced pistol and Shuriken*
(Alright.)
Dark Hunter: *seems to fade into existence in the clearing, wearing gold and black armour, and a demonic metal helmet designed to induce fear*
Claire: Hey! *draws both her hatchets, spinning them* It's so nice to see you!
Dark Hunter: *tilts head, silently, long chinese hook blades sliding from below his wrist where a black object is grafted to the skin of his forearm*
(Welcome back.)
Claire: You actually use them? They're the ones that reflect damage, right? Wait, why am I speaking to you? You can't reply. *runs towards him*
*when she gets in range, swings both her hatchets at him*
Dark Hunter: *blocks effortlessly, grabbing the handles of the hatchets with the hooks on his blades and tearing the weapons from her grip* *kicks her in the chest, slicing at her head*
Claire: *ducks and, in a flash, draws three Shuriken and throws them simultaneously*
Dark Hunter: *fades away, and fades into existence behind her, slashing at her back*
(Morning world)
(hello ^^ *yawns* what possessed me to get up so early I will never know. how are you?)
(Hello.)
(Hello Silente and Chloe.)
(How are you, Silente?)
(I am good
im just practising doing henna)
(heya Sil and Soph^^)
(Hello Star)
(Much the same as I was off-blog yesterday night Sophia.)
(Hey Star.)
(hows everyone this fine morn?)
(Hello, Star.)
Claire: *dives to avoid the slash, coming up in a roll* *draws her pistol, turns, and begins shooting*
Dark Hunter: *extends his blade until it exits the holder grafted to his skin, and grasps the handle, spinning it in his hands - blocking the bullets and causing them to be deflected in random directions*
Claire: *holsters her pistol and draws a sword*
*watching*
Hey everyone. :)
I'm good, thanks. Tired. How's anyone who hasn't already been asked?
(my henna is itching...)
(*pours a tub of itching powder over Flick*
*runs*)
(*startsd itching all ovee* Sil! *forms a necklace*
makes it form on sil*
sit girl!)
(*hugs El who is hugging star*)
(*would hug, but is itching all over*)
*lets go of El*
*smashes face first into the ground*
*lifts her head and glares at Flick*
*laughs* got ya!
*hugs El back :)* Thanks.
Dark Hunter: *slices his swords at her*
Claire: *blocks both, sparks flying as the energy field around his swords struggles* *her sword begins to glow as it is heated up*
Dark Hunter: *pushes down, moving his second sword so he can pull the sword from her grip, slicing off her finger in the process*
Claire: *screams* Bastard!
Dark Hunter: *one of his hook swords slide back into its holder completely, and he draws a short sword* *slices it downwards towards Claire*
Claire: *holds out her palm, eyes and hand glowing white, halting the blade a few millimetres away from her* *begins to push him back*
*blows sneezing powder at Flick*
Achoo! *sneezes* s s sit girl...achoo!
*smashes face first into the ground again*
*gets up and dusts herself off, glaring*
*laughs and sneezes at the same time*
*shoves and ice cube down Flicks back*
*squeals* Silly! Sit girl!
*smashes face first to the ground on top of Flick*
Dark Hunter: *pushes back against her, forcing her back to the ground*
Claire: *throws powder at the floor, causing a white flash which blinds him temporarily* *when he recovers, she has gone*
Dark Hunter: *recovers quickly, tapping a sigil on his armour to increase his senses and reflexes* *sheaths the sword, and extends his hook swords again* *tilts his head, listening*
Claire: *dives from a tree, slicing downwards with her sword*
Dark Hunter: *grasps the sword, pulling it away from her* *steps from her way, and as her momentum carries her forward, stabs her in the back without turning, causing the blade to erupt from her stomach*
*falls face first*owie!
Sil!!
Your fault. Get rid of the necklace.
then stop it!
Claire: No! *her body shaking, blood leaking from her*
Dark Hunter: *looks down at her, tilting his head*
*looks at the blood*
Flick remove the necklace.
*rolls eyes* fine
*necklace turns to dust*
Dark Hunter: *turns,keeping his head tilted*
*runs to the source of the blood, to Claire, and assesses the wound quickly*
Craop. That's bad.
*said
Goodbye.
*follows* c Claire? shit
(Death...)
(*hugs death*)
Claire: ... I know. *her breathing is shallow*
*claps her hands and lays them over the wound, healing red energy flowing from the vampire to Claire*
Dark Hunter: *throws Claire's sword down at her, impaling her chest*
*growls at Dark hunter*
what the hell
*changes into semi wolf form*
*catches the sword before it impaled her chest*
*throws it at the dark hunter, still healing Claire*
(Bora da)
Dark Hunter: *avoids sword* *tilts head* *taps a sigil on his forearm*
(Bore da, Gar bach ^^ sut wyt ti?)
*pounces at Dark hunter*
*keeps healing Claire*
*crosses her legs*
*looks bored*
I keep seeing Hunter's name. :P
Dark Hunter: *rolls to avoid it, his gauntlets crackling blue with electrical energy*
*swipes claws at Dark hunter* pick on someone your own size?
(Rwy'n wedi bleno i chi, a ti?)
(Good morning Soph, Sil, El and Star how are you all?)
I'm fine, thanks, Gar. Doing homework. How're you? :)
(a fi, dw in wedi blino iawn)
*cuts off the energy flow when Claire is healed*
*licks her hands clean of the blood*
(I will be back soon.)
(I love you all. Even those I don't particularly like. Bye.)
(byii Sil )
(^_^)
:(
Fours, Sil.
}:>
(I'm ok bit tired but I'll be fine after a coffee)
(I have never tasted coffee. I have grown up drinking tea and hot chocolate)
Its cow face
Inks how did you do the choo choo face?.
I did t (-.- t ) without spaces
(We need to remedy that if you want to inks?)
(kay kay ^^)
t(-.-t) <CHOO CHOO, here comes the PAIN TRAIN!!
(okay :) (
(Pain train? lol funny (>^O^<)
Dark Hunter: *blocks Inky's claws with his sword - her claws will become hotter with the more they're pushed against his sword* *with his second, pulls her legs out from under her with the hook on the sword* *fades out* *fades in behind her, slashing at her back* *fades in next to Silente and slashes at her*
(Seems Silente left - so just ignore the part about her.)
*gasps* Bastard
*gets up on wobbly legs*
*charges again*
(•_•) I'm still watching you,
yes you I'm looking right at you!
(Scary right)
(peeping tom (¬_¬)
(I've never tasted coffee either, but I don't like the smell or chocolate-coated coffee beans or coffee cake, so I assume I don't like coffee and have therefore never felt a need to try it.
Just out of interest - do you think, having never tasted coffee, I can accurately say I don't like coffee considering the other evidence?)
Dark Hunter: *fires an electrical pulse from his gauntlet at her* *fades out, fading in behind her and slashing at her back*
(I don't think so Star, I like tomato sauce yet I don't like tomatoes)
*elbows him in the stomach, despite her back*
*ducks low and sweeps her leg behind her, knocking him off his feet*
@Inky: *tilts head*
Interesting.
I'm not too fond of tomato sauce but I like tomatoes . . . I only like them when they're mostly tasteless though. Like oranges. I love those mostly tasteless oranges that mostly just taste of freshness and water . . .
(im a picky eater so I don't try many thibgs)
(I'm not a "peeping tom" Inks its scary face)
(Well not really, but that's your choice to not try coffee Star
its all down to personal opinion.)
(X_X)
(well, I have to go now
may be back later, may not. It depends if my family bore me)
Dark Hunter: *leaps to his feet, fading out* *fades in, and slashes at her* *fades out* *fades in at the other side, pulling her legs from under her* *fades out again, and fades in behind her, slashing* *continues to do that*
(Goodbye Chloe.)
(Hello.)
\ /
(•_•)
(') (')
@Garrett: I guess so.
I'm using coffee as an inside metaphor in my head though, so you people have kind of given me new stuff to think about. :P
I'm slowly getting more picky as I get older . . . I mean, there's tons of stuff that I don't like that much but I'll eat it anyway, and it's only in recent years that I've gone "Hang on, I don't actually like this stuff that I eat just because" and I've started reacting to my lack of liking a bit more. :P
See, my sister has been called a picky eater in the past (she's okay though - there is stuff she likes and she's always prepared to try things before saying she doesn't like them.
Like, when we have a meal, my mum will let us have toast instead if we don't like it (like, any of it), but we have to try it first.
And my sister's very good at trying things and giving them a chance . . . which might be down to my mum's parenting, now I come to think about it.
My mum rocks.
But ANYWAY), but you see, me and her kind of have the same amount of like and dislike. The difference is, I tend to like a lot of normal things and dislike obscure things, whereas she tends to like obscure things and dislike normal things, and so we end up eating foods I like more than foods she likes . . .
:/
About your chicken thing, Inky -
If I eat the same food every day, I start disliking it.
I couldn't ever have a fetish with something like you have. :P As such, it's rather impressive to me that you can be such a longstanding fan of chicken.
(Good bye Chloe)
(Hello Raven how are you?)
*walks into the clearing looking at the Dark Hunter*
*tries her best to put on a brave voice*
Hey! You're not bring very nice.
*being
(I'm great Garrett. How're you?)
(Hello, Raven.)
Dark Hunter: *tilts head at Raven*
Yeah, I'm not here to fight you, I think you've done a pretty good job at slashing up my friends. So why don't we sit down and have a good old fashioned talk about this.
*holds out a daisy chain*
You don't seem the type but do you want a daisy chain?
(I'm good thanks)
(right Star I'm bit like your sister, i like to try new things (sometimes)
but i like normal foods too so I'm like you as well, i see where your coming from (i think).
Dark Hunter: *shakes head* *continues to keep his head tilted*
*shadow walks to raven, gun pointed at dark hunter, black jack in the other hand* *shouts at dark* hey you quit what your doing now!
Okay so we're not going down the daisy chain route, that's plan a gone. I'm pretty sure there's a bar just a small walk away from here, we could grab a drink, you could stop slashing my friends and
*turns and sees the 9 year old on the ground*
Seriously? You attacked a nine year old? Okay never mind, let's just put all the stabby things down and give peace a chance.
@Garrett: :) :) :)
Dark Hunter: *fades out, fading in beside Garrett* *kicks the gun out of his hand, catches it and aims it at his head*
*stares at Garrett*
Don't fight him, I'm pretty sure you'll get stabbed.
@Star :) :) :)
*puts black jack back and holds hands up*
Dark Hunter: *tilts head*
*looks at raven* i have a plan *winks*
*whispers*
See, we're confusing it. Just don't do anything stupid as of yet he hasn't stabbed or shot me yet.
*raises her voice*
Don't shoot him, he's a good person. I don't know why you are here or who you came to shoot but I'm 95% sure it wasn't us.
*whispers*
What's the plan?
*whispers back* the plan is to get out of here, hold on to me I'll shadow walk away.
Dark Hunter: *taps a sigil on his gauntlet and the gun melts, the liquid metal dripping between his armoured hand*
"And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
And four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you"
No Garrett, he'll attack the rest of our friends, we need a good plan, we need to get rid of him.
Dark Hunter: *tilts head, and slides his hook swords back into the holders grafted to the skin of his forearm*
That's good, keep putting the stabby, killy things away.
(Nice little poem Star, *claps* it was good :)
That's only half the plan, the other half is getting something to get rid of him.
*whispers to Garrett*
What if he hides while we are gone, shouldn't someone stay here and keep him company?
Claire: *recovers from the shock of being stabbed and runs away*
(Not poem, song lyrics. But thanks. :))
(I need to go for dinner, go stab crazy while Raven's away.)
Dark Hunter: *extends his right hook sword, carving "I cannot speak" on the ground*
Right you stay here because he is not likely to kill you,
meanwhile i go get something to sort him out.
Dark Hunter: *slashes at Garrett with his sword*
(*is interested*)
*shadow walks away in panic*
(your welcome Star,
Ok Raven)
(Why are you interested, Star?)
(Because the fact he can't speak makes him more interesting, or at least alerts us to the fact that he is interesting. All people are interesting really.)
(I see. That makes sense.)
(Good. :) I;m glad you think so.)
Dark Hunter: *slides his hook swords fully into the holders*
*shadow walks back to dark hunter* right, no more violence
write on the floor why you are here.
*I'm
Have you got what you need Garrett?
(Hello, I'm back.)
(Hello Raven)
No i haven't, I'm not sure what I'll need to beat him so lets try friendship.
Dark Hunter: *tilts head, extending his sword again, writing "That is nothing to do with you"*
Finally someone who sees it my way.
Why not?
It may have just a little to do with us, you've stabbed a few of my friends at least tell me why you did that.
Dark Hunter: *"I do not know you. You speak about beating me. I will not release any information to you."*
Ok, so it's a now down the information route as well. Is there any chance you'll just leave quietly and promise to never come back?
*no
Ok fine, talks over *shadow walks away, returns a couple of minutes later with a bus, parking it on top of dark hunter*
sorted for now, any way lets make a new plan, Raves
Dark Hunter: *fades out, fading in behind Garrett, already slashing at his back*
What happened to friendship?
*gapes at him*
A bus? Really? Fine, what's your plan?
*ducks underneath the blade*
yup a bus but it didn't work, so RUN!!!
*aims a kick at darks legs*
Don't try and hit him again! He seemed pretty calm before you tried to drop a bus on his head!
*turns on her heel to run*
*pauses*
I'm not running, I want to help, just tell me what to do.
Dark Hunter: *charges his gauntlet with electrical energy and slams it against Garrett's leg* *pulls his other leg out from under him and stabs downwards with his swords*
(Okay. I'm in a better mood now so I'm back.)
*draws her sword and looks at the dark hunter*
Please don't give me due cause to use this.
*Phaestra Phaestra Phaestra Phaestra*
(Welcome Silente.)
(Greetings raven.)
(Hello, Silente.)
(Hey Soph.)
*runs over to Sil*
Is there any options you can think of where this guy doesn't die, if not, I think I have a plan.
I'm trying something rave. Don't worry.
(Hello Sil)
*hits the floor with a grunt of pain and tries to roll away from the sword*
I'll stay here then, as the back-up plan.
Phaestra: *appears in a flash of light which solidifies into her form*
(I will be back soon.)
(okay Soph.)
(See you then Commander, I actually have to disappear too, should be back soon.)
(-_-)
(Ok Soph, ok Raves)
(bye rave.)
(guess its just you and for a while Garr.)
*sits down on the grass and puts sunglasses on*
(yup Sil)
(hmm.)
(what?)
(*tumbleweed rolls past*)
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