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Post by Profeta on Nov 24, 2009 11:34:39 GMT -5
Profeta, still covered in light, walked over to Seigmand, and she said, "I know you are still alive, and can you please listen to me? If you kill me now, the end of the world will still happen, There is a time where I can be killed, and then Trucido's hope will the smothered. This force field will be around you for 1 hour, and while you are trapped in there, I will take Zee and myself back to my cave. Please do not follow us, or you will be . We need you to be alive, so please return to you kingdom, King Dezmar." She turned around and used the shield to carry Zee away. When she was out of his view, the force field was lightly placed on the ground. The light covering her body faded, and her side where she was hit was bloody, and bruised.
"I am sorry Zee. I should have ran..." She said as she lean against the mountain side, and she closed her eyes.
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Zee
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Post by Zee on Nov 24, 2009 16:20:43 GMT -5
Zee tried to speak back, but what came out of his mouth was not his own voice. "-ka. You forgot the -ka on my name miss." His body reacted on it's own again. In one fluid motion, his body sat up, totally ignoring the cocoon of light around his body. "AH! Finally free, possessing an ancestors body is good way for getting rid of this cursed...curse." His body, now calling itself Zeeka, got up and dusted his clothes. "Now, if you could share me your magic, I would not have to murder you." Like hell you will, Zee thought, but try as he might, he couldn't do anything.
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Post by Profeta on Nov 24, 2009 20:44:50 GMT -5
Profeta did not move or even opened her eyes. She was going to pass out from her wounds. She then said "Zeeka, I can not, because I am too wounded from my fight. So, either, please heal me, or please sit down."
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Post by Zee on Nov 24, 2009 21:20:55 GMT -5
Zeeka's glowing eyes looked quizical. "Hmmm...fine, I'll let my descendant live, for now. Sit still, you'll only feel a slight tingle." As Zee watched, Zeeka lifted his hands and pointed the tips at Profeta. "Healing Light." A warmish glow covered Profeta. When it dissappeared, Zeeka lowered his hands. "It's not as potant as your curaga but, you can take it from here. See you later, miss." Zeeka suddenly fell down, light dissappearing from his eyes.
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Seigmand Dezmar
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Post by Seigmand Dezmar on Nov 25, 2009 2:39:32 GMT -5
Seigmand at last caught his breath, pushing himself upright in the bubbled prison. He tried to strike at it, even so far as to summoning what little geomancy he could through the barrier to try and break it. After a couple minutes it was clear he was stuck inside till it wore off. He looked through, observing the chaos their battle had brought. It was only out of the corner of his eye he caught it; specks of blood. The unmistakeable crimson stains that had darkened the ground could have been no one's but Profeta.
So it did work. If I had had just a bit more time I could have made her unreachable to Trucido. He laid back and pulled the two relics from the tiny bit of stone still covering him. What am I to do with you now? A terrible threat for me to keep, and a worse threat to allow Trucido a chance to find them. Seigmand pulled out his book, and thought. After all, he was going to have a long time by himself.
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Post by Profeta on Nov 25, 2009 11:15:43 GMT -5
"Thank you Zeeka." She said as she watch him leaving Zee's body. She finished healing herself, and then she stood you. "Warp." And then they vanished from the mountains.
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