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Post by Zell on Sept 28, 2013 18:23:00 GMT -6
Letting out a scream of pain and unbridled fury, Zell dropped to him knees. It actually took a moment for his mind to kick into action past the poison that was flowing into him. Putting everything he had into one blast, the demon unleashed a massive explosion of fire from his body.
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Sept 28, 2013 18:27:20 GMT -6
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Post by Starfire on Sept 28, 2013 18:27:20 GMT -6
Starefire let go as the wave of fire pushed her down the stairs, she tummbled down her staff just in front of her. As she hit the bottom she laid there before she tried to push herself off. Her arm burned, everythig hurt. The tumble but out the fire that started on her skirt she could barely push herself up. 'This isn't it, i can do this I just need to stand up.' She thought.
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Post by Zell on Sept 28, 2013 18:40:28 GMT -6
Zell laid sprawled on the stairs for a minute, breathing hard and trying to hold in his absolute fury. Why in all the planes would she attack him? What did she think it would accomplish? She knew his power and they both knew she couldn't match it.
Growling and gritting his teeth, the general pushed himself shakily to his feet and slowly made his way down the stairs. Normally he was very well put together, strong and respected, honorable for a demon; even stoic. But now...now he looked like a raving beast. Hair disheveled, bloodied, fangs bared and eyes wild he staggered down the stairs. Sweat poured from his face with the effort his body was exerting to combat the poisonous effects of the white light.
"You..." He spoke a word with each step. His was almost more growl then it was man. "Made. A. Terrible. Mistake."
Even as he approached her, his body heated again waves of heat started rolling off of him as tiny flickers of flame lit in the air around him before pittering out. He kicked her over, his heated steel boot connecting hard with her body. "FOOL."
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Sept 28, 2013 18:45:24 GMT -6
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Post by Starfire on Sept 28, 2013 18:45:24 GMT -6
Star rolled on her back, the burning sensation now where he had kicked her. She did't dare open her eyes, pain wahed over her. She coughed as she went to sit up, she reached for her staff, it was still a short distance away from her. The heat was getting to her, it was one thing she hated. Str finally reached her staff as she tried to stand up.
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Post by Zell on Sept 28, 2013 19:00:21 GMT -6
Zell was like a raging bull, all anger and unstoppable. In a quick movement he grabbed the staff, heating it with his iron grip. At the same time her sent another powerful kick at her.
Pain he was unused to coursed through his body, warping his mind into something that wasn't completely him. He normally wasn't one to beat an opponent while they were down and instead gave them a chance to concede or a swift end. But now...
Things weren't quite normal.
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Sept 28, 2013 19:05:04 GMT -6
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Post by Starfire on Sept 28, 2013 19:05:04 GMT -6
Being hit again had felt like when she was back hime in her church. Pain and pain again. What was to happen this time. Closing her eyes again she rolled over before shoe coughed up a bit of blood this time, she could take this kicks but the heat just kept burning her. The staff taken from her grip she had just lost. Then and there. A feeling that she was going to die and so was Thistle rushed to her mind. "I told you, you're a monster." Her was weak as she trued pushing herself up again she gave up falling back down. "You're nothing."
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Post by Zell on Sept 28, 2013 19:12:21 GMT -6
She was riling him up. Why? He didn't know. And honestly, he didn't care. He was already to angry to really even pay attention to her words, never mind actually listen to them.
With bared teeth, he reached down taking her wrist in his scalding and iron like grip. He then did the same to the body of the fallen monk. Dragging them both like sacks of flour, he approached the wrought iron door of one of the cells, kicking it open with a powerful and heated blow. He then entered the room with both intruders in tow. He quickly dropped Thistle, forgetting about him, and turned his attention solely to the girl.
He tossed her against the wall as if her weight was nothing.
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Sept 28, 2013 19:22:16 GMT -6
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Post by Starfire on Sept 28, 2013 19:22:16 GMT -6
Her wrist burnt like the rest of her arms and stomach, the pain didn't stop. As she was thrown against the wall she let out a little whimper as her breath was taken away from her. "You have nothing but an army that hates you. You can't do anything." She said her voice hushed to a quiet tone.
Her back, wings, arms, wrist, everything hurt and she couldn't do anything but take the hits. She'd rather take the hits, everyone she cared about had died, she wanted them back so badly but she had to do one thing and that was to save thistle. Bring him back. The fact thaf he didn't explain how irritated her. "You're not ruler of the land, that belongs to halizar, an the fact that he's a half demon show's that he's better then you, better then any other demon."
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Post by Zell on Sept 28, 2013 19:47:34 GMT -6
As his rage cooled, so did his body. Calming himself, he took a step back and took a deep breath. The more energy and power he burned, the worse the effects of the white light got.
Stepping back, Zell folded his hands behind his back forcing the calm and indifferent expression back on his face despite the pain he was in. "Ok. Let me explain to you a couple things." Deep down he knew there would be no reasoning with her. It had finally clicked to him that she was irrational and completely erratic. So very young.
"My men do not hate me. They fear me and respect my power. That's what I want, it makes them easier to control. I don't know how things work where you come from but here, there is no love among us. As for my lord, I wholeheartedly agree. He is stronger then me and I fear him. But in turn, I have no desire to take the throne. Being warlord, you have a massive target painted on your back, one that I don't see as necessary. It's why I've been general of this army through 4 different warlords. The leader gets targeted, not the general. I don't need the power, I have everything I could ever want. An army. A lavish home. A harem. Respect. And that is why I will bow to whatever warlord takes power."
Having cooled off, both mentally and physically, he stepped forward. Reaching down, he quickly shackled one of her ankles to the wall, connected by an eight foot chain before stepping back.
"I think you have a skewed sense of how things work here. You're still so very human and so very young, child, and that's why I'm not going to kill you. You call yourself an adult because you can hold your own? Perhaps you can, but with age comes wisdom and knowledge and you have neither. I'd like to think I'm a reasonable man. So here's how it's going to work. You're going to stay down here and think about what I just said to you while I go report back to Halizar and see how he wants to handle this little situation."
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Sept 28, 2013 19:59:03 GMT -6
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Post by Starfire on Sept 28, 2013 19:59:03 GMT -6
With all her strength she had left she stood up. "I will not take this from you." He was still arms length away. She held her sel up with the wall, the sound of the shackle carring with her. She took a deep breath before she spoke, "Release me." Starfire said before she took a step forward grabbing a hold of his neck and started chanting again. "Sword cut spear stab mace smash are jab..." She knew she wasn't go to be able to finish it like last time. But at least she tried again. She had no hope of getting out soon, but she had some hope of getting Thistle back.
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Post by Zell on Sept 28, 2013 20:13:14 GMT -6
The general grunted with the small amount of white light she managed to transfer to him but it didn't last long. As soon as she stood Zell had figured she'd try something. Bringing his knee up he slammed it hard into her stomach, pushing her backwards once he did so. She was worse then any demon he'd met. More disrespectful and seemingly had no fear of losing her life.
Furrowing his brow, he rubbed his throat coughing slightly. He needed to go see a medic and detox. Soon. Not to mention the wound to his wing that he had accidentally cauterized. Damn...that would be a painful fix.
Letting out an angry breath he turned to walk away, stopping before he shut the door. "You really should have more regard for your own life. You should know, the last demon I saw shackled, and hopeless in this prison cell became my warlord."
With a final glance at the lifeless man who had started the entire confrontation, Zell shut and locked the door. His heavy footsteps echoing down the stone halls as he took the flight of stairs out of the dungeon.
It was going to be a really long walk to the army medic....damn....
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Sept 28, 2013 20:32:30 GMT -6
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Post by Starfire on Sept 28, 2013 20:32:30 GMT -6
Her breath taken out from her she clutched her stomach as she fell to the ground again. With a her might she shouted, "Well she's dead now!" Starfire waited till the sound of the armor disappeared before she shuffled over to Thistle, she looked at him, the blood had soaked into his shirt and the wound had dried up. She prayed that it wasn't to late. She placed a hand on his chest and let the energy flow through her as if she was giving Thistle life, a life of her own. She closed her eyes, before removing her hand. She felt weak, more weak after that, but this was the last time she used heal.
Star slowly and quietly started again, "Sword cut Spear stab Mace smash Arrow jab let the white light of healing desend apon thee," she continued until it had finished, she then pushed herself back to the corner of the room, blood stains on the ground and walls but it's nothing she hadn't seen before. Leaning against the wall she hoped that the magic had worked. Sitting on the cold ground she looked at her wrist, the burn marks, the bruises that began to form. Using her only heal on Thistle was the smart thing but the scars the burns will leave.
Starfire carefully examined the shackle, it was old and had left over blood on it. She fiddled with the lock but gave up after a couple of minutes. Resting her head Against the wall she began to close her eyes, the burning sensation turning into a sting. She let out a loud sigh before she dozed off.
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Post by Thistle on Sept 29, 2013 23:20:59 GMT -6
Thistle found himself floating in limbo for what seemed like an eternity. All around him was darkness. And all around him was a blinding light. these two sides that contrasted so sharply felt at ease and at peace here, in this world between worlds. Thistle felt like he was seeing something true, some basic facts about the universe.
He had a lot of time to think. Detaching his soul from his body, an ability he had gained due to the different forces all fighting for control of one physical object, had the surprising side effect of removing oneself from everything tangible or measurable.
This included time. Time did not exist in this crack between the worlds. What worlds? It honestly didn't matter. Thistle figured that it was between all worlds, and so it must be a rather large gap.
Being given the time to think (Or had he lost the time to act?) Thistle realized a great number of things. Probably all the things. It didn't really matter. Thistle forgot all of them. Except one thing.
In the time that it took him to learn everything, and then forget it all, Thistle began to feel like he could travel through this space. And travel he did.
Of course, travel is a bit boring if you don't end up anywhere interesting. So Thistle ended up in the demon plane, Lying down on the cold, hard ground. Feeling rather refreshed, he got up, remembered where he was, and promptly span around, surveying his surroundings.
His weapon lay beside him. There was a girl sleeping in the room. A girl with blue wings. She looked rather familiar.
Oh. Her. Right.
Right.
Hurrying over, Thistle examined the locks around her limbs. Gently shaking Starfire awake, he waited patiently for her to come to.
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Sept 29, 2013 23:28:36 GMT -6
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Post by Starfire on Sept 29, 2013 23:28:36 GMT -6
Starfire jolted awake suprized yet scared. At first she thought Zell had returned. Her eyes now open she moved her arm and pain. She winced at the pain in her arms and stomach. Everything hurt. "Hi." She said voice raspy.
Starfire using her strength she pushed herself up slightly. "I can't." She stopped looking down, stopping herself before she said anything. Her throat was sore, the taste of blood in her mouth. She didn't move. Staying stiff. "I'm sorry."
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Post by Thistle on Sept 29, 2013 23:33:32 GMT -6
Confused, Thistle looked at her with a blank look. "Can't what?" He asked, as his hands started to fiddle with the clasps. Frowning, he decided that healing her should be a priority.
Once again, he called forth the light within him. It enveloped her, restoring her body to its peak fitness.
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