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Post by genericvillain on Oct 21, 2010 21:40:11 GMT -5
"C-c-c-chalybs? B-but what about home...?" Nia tried to directly focus all of her attention on Aya and away from the gruesome scenes around them, they scared her a lot.
((...unless they are going home now because apparently it was supposed to be Ariadelvento to begin with? xD; it was a typo apparently...))
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Oct 21, 2010 22:14:26 GMT -5
Aya, for once, thought about his own actions; he could have gone to Chalybs, and been safe with the people there..but Nia only knew their home and the towns nearby, she liked them more.
He did a single take at Nia, as he nodded softly, holding her hands amongst the chaos.
"..Okay. We'll go home. We will ask Roxa and Alessia to come over too. And Van will come along as well, when he gets done. For now, we need to go, love." He stroked her fingertips lightly, and then turned to Van, holding Nia's hand- he was keeping a VERY open mind to all of these situations, as he heard bomb explosions and screams, he brought her into a reassuring hug.
"Van..don't outdo yourself. We're definitely outnumbered here. These guys..one of them took my entire sword in his body..and kept running. They're...." He shivered at the thought, and pat his shoulder.
"..Just Be careful. I'll see you at home." Aya then turned back to Nia, knowing it was time to leave.
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Post by sabin on Oct 22, 2010 19:57:35 GMT -5
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Sabin cried with a cowering flinch as the explosive hissed ever closer. One of the Millennium Order vassals looked up at the bomb and leapt at it, embracing it as it landed in his arms. He clutched it tightly as he fell to the ground, and as if pleased with his effort he smiled right before the explosion engulfed him.
Sabin held his hand tightly around his heart as he remained hunched over. Two of the Order's people locked arms with him and carried him away from the carnage while four more drew a crudely made long sword and advanced on the Ariadelventians.
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Post by cloaked on Oct 22, 2010 20:04:40 GMT -5
The four invaders met the resistance head on. They showed no hesitation as their small daggers met with the larger force of the Millennium Order's blades. One beat aside and slayed an order member and moved towards Van. Slipping towards him past a few fleeing civilians he swung for Van's face in a reverse-gripped stab.
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Van
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Post by Van on Oct 26, 2010 0:49:27 GMT -5
Van saw the blade and realized he was running too fast to dodge the blade. Instead, he turned his face with the blade. He felt the steel nick a small cut on his cheek. Because of the turn, Van fell onto his back on the ground. However, he swiped his feet at the invaders own feet, hoping to catch him off guard.
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Oct 27, 2010 10:22:32 GMT -5
Roxa seemingly appeared next to Van's attacker with a snarl across his face, he swung his arm across just in front of the face of the assailant before it was followed by a massive buffet of wind, the strong gust would hopefully have knocked the attacker back but all the same, Roxa's hand delved to his side gripping the hilt of his silver blade already pulling it from it's sheath "Who are these people...?" Roxa thought to himself...
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Post by cloaked on Nov 2, 2010 8:57:59 GMT -5
Van's assailant performed a small hop, effortlessly dodging the leg sweep. Reaching out with his dagger he held it ready to strike a counterattack when Roxa appeared before him suddenly. Already left in the air the gust of wind shot him backwards till at last he crashed against a chicken stand.
The remaining three seemed to be gaining an advantage against the Millennium Order's men. The Order were clumsy with their weapons, while the rogues were swift and precise with their weapons. Cleaving past a pair, two more of the green garbed invaders rushed down looking to take on Van and Roxa. One moved low and tried to stab down at the prone Van, while the other threw out his dagger and armed himself with his handheld explosive.
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Post by Aeyara Rossignol on Nov 2, 2010 11:16:42 GMT -5
Aeyara Rossignol was drunk as usual. But hey, it was a party, so there did not seem to be a problem with it. She has been enjoying herself so far, though she was hoping for a little more excitement. She heard shouts and explosions coming from somewhere to her left and decided to investigate. As she stumbled towards it all she saw was the fight and she stopped.
"Whaaaaassss goiiin onnn....?" she muttered as she watched. She walked/staggered towards the guys in green and threw the bottle she had been holding at him.
"Hey you sssshhoouldn't be fightingggg!"
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Post by Scott Osborne on Nov 2, 2010 14:47:18 GMT -5
Scott was walking idly through the market, sampling the various foods and observing how the people in Naghtundag functioned and lived. Scott heard the sounds of a fight, grunts, clashing, cries and screams. Shackling a round into his rifle, he ran towards the noise and saw several men clashing. Using the wall as a rifle rest he aimed it at the rogue-looking men. "Oi! Drop the knife or I'll ventilate you!" He shouted as he attempted to comprehend what was going on. I really don't want to kill someone within hours of me being in this world... He thought. Noticing a drunken girl walking into the fray, he left the cover provided by the wall and stood in front of the girl. Intentionally blocking her way, "you're going to get yourself killed lady. Come back when you're sober!" He shouted as he dropped to one knee and aimed his rifle at the assailant holding the explosive device and squeezed the trigger...
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Post by cloaked on Nov 2, 2010 18:38:56 GMT -5
As the Ariadelventian attacker filleted the last of the Order's guards he felt the hard impact of glass burst against his shoulder, and he paused to see the fool that had attacked him. His eyes glared at her and ignoring both her words and Scott's he made a beeline for the drunken girl. His dagger sliced swiftly through the air as he brought it back, ready to cleave into her as he dashed within range.
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Post by Scott Osborne on Nov 2, 2010 18:42:36 GMT -5
Shifting targets at the last minute, Scott turned and fired at the assailant charging the girl from the hip. Praying that the bullet hit, he cycled another round before he even knew if the round hit the attacker. Standing on his feet, he gripped the rifle tightly, preparing for hand to hand.
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Post by Aeyara Rossignol on Nov 7, 2010 17:34:11 GMT -5
Aeyara flinched at the loud noise and backed away.
"Wait a ssssecond.... Oh.... Gotta be kidddiiinnngg..." she muttered as she watched...
"Dammiiiiiittt..... If I were sssoberr I'd kick your asss!"
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Post by cloaked on Nov 9, 2010 6:52:14 GMT -5
Scott's bullet hit its mark, sending the projectile clean through the assailant's chest. The concussive force threw him off course and diverted him from striking at Aeyara. Yet the shot managed to do little else than that as he remained standing. Even worse the Ariadelvento rogue scanned the area, looking with curiosity as to who attacked him before resting his eyes on Scott. Clearly seeing no threat from the drunken girl he instead charged with an unchanged speed at Scott as he rushed in with a pair of horizontal slashes to his torso.
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Post by Scott Osborne on Nov 9, 2010 16:22:27 GMT -5
Starting with a parrying blow, he brought the bayonet down on the assailants blades causing them to part. Dropping his rifle, Scott jumped and drew his CQB blade. Attempting to pin the assailant, then plant the blade in his throat. At least, that's what he planned on doing, we all know it's never that easy.
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