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Post by Nobody on Jan 10, 2015 5:27:38 GMT
With a wink he was gone. Where he had been, there was a hole in the snow screen.
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Jan 10, 2015 5:34:09 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 10, 2015 5:34:09 GMT
Charlotte blinked in surprise. "He's gone. But where?!" She gripped the swords tighter, letting the wind die a little. "Where did you go?" She mumbled to herself.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 10, 2015 5:40:56 GMT
"Here." He popped into existence inches away. He backhanded her into the snow. "Those weapons choose their wielders. And you're not able to use either effectively." He grabbed her by her short dark hair and lifted her up. "Unless you have a trick I couldn't have thought up, you're finished here." He traced the razor edge of one claw up the side of her neck and over her mask, ending the motion with his finger suspended over her eye. "And it's not going to be a happy, or heroic ending, either.
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Jan 10, 2015 5:48:25 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 10, 2015 5:48:25 GMT
she dropped the swords on the ground. Struggle as she may however, she wasn't getting out of this one. "Yes, I suppose wielding those swords may have been futile against you." Any magical reserves she had were spent. "But how else was I going to get you to stand here?"
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Post by Nobody on Jan 10, 2015 5:53:06 GMT
It was at that moment that Sam fired.
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Jan 10, 2015 6:04:51 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 10, 2015 6:04:51 GMT
The baller lodged itself in his back. Immediately the effects became apparent. Frosy began to crawl up his arm, spikes began jutting out. His grip loosened and Charlotte dripped, taking a quick step back. The same happened to his other appendages. His legs were immobilized and quickly froze in place. Then, it began moving inward and upward, starting at his waist. "Any last words buddy?"
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Post by Nobody on Jan 10, 2015 6:07:45 GMT
"Color me surprised." The black exploded off the assassin, and he collapsed, bleeding profusely from dozens of holes on his torso. The blood was black to start, but cleared to red in various shades quickly. His one bright blue eye opened.
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Jan 10, 2015 6:13:16 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 10, 2015 6:13:16 GMT
She knelt down next to the man, propping him against her. "I'm sorry it had to end like this. You're free from it now."
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Post by Nobody on Jan 10, 2015 6:20:05 GMT
"I...must thank you..." He coughed bright red blood, fresh from the lungs. "But I am not blameless... I went to... him. And I paid the p...price." He looked at the wrecked castle. "It is fitting... that I die here."
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Jan 10, 2015 20:01:15 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 10, 2015 20:01:15 GMT
The weight of his words pressed into her. Clearly he was in immense of amounts of pain, but his pain wasn't her immediate concern. "Is there anything you can tell me about him? This castle? Anything at all?"
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Post by Nobody on Jan 10, 2015 20:31:53 GMT
"This place was my home." He looked at the tattered and scorched banner hanging from the wrecked gate. A hawk adorned it though it was difficult to make out. "After the... fire, none of the magic they had engraved in my skin could heal me, save one." He tried to reach for his burned eye.
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Jan 10, 2015 20:40:09 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 10, 2015 20:40:09 GMT
"Your loyalty in exchange for your life." She covered his eye with her hand. "A hefty price, but who did this to you?" She asked with an urgency in her voice. Charlotte could feel his time running out and the answers she was looking for weren't coming quick enough.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 10, 2015 21:23:05 GMT
"He told me... He had lots of names. But I could call him Seth..." He started to weep. "Gods, he wanted my brother!"
Blood pumped out of him slower now. "I found out what he wanted and I tried to fight... He let the pain through again... and something else. I started to go mad."
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Jan 10, 2015 23:06:43 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 10, 2015 23:06:43 GMT
Seth..." She let her voice trail off. She needed nor answers. The mans labored breathing pulled her out of the trance she started into. "What's your name?"
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Post by Nobody on Jan 10, 2015 23:10:03 GMT
"I am... was... Antioch Tepes." His eyelids fluttered. "Is my brother alright?"
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