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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on May 28, 2012 9:59:27 GMT -5
I backed off myself; I knew what was coming, and I wanted to be ready for it. I tapped my own, personal supply of energy and the link to Mothers' light, ready to defend myself and watching, waiting, for the strike.
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Post by Zhen Anguo on May 30, 2012 14:29:29 GMT -5
He was ready. The energy was gathered, and whilst it was clawing at him to let it out, he refused it, he held it in... He would control this himself this time around. He tried to channel the energy, much like his would his ki whilst he were meditating, he pushed it through his body and into his arms, then his hands, before forcing it down White Moon Dragon. The blade of the halberd started to glow with an intense white heat, and the odd scent of burning salt drifted to the air as he touched it against the floor. Okay, now was the difficult part. He needed to think of a name for whatever was going to happen, every cool move in history had an awesome name, he needed one for this. And he needed it fast. "White Dragon..." he started as he swung the halberd over his head, a high-pitched whining noise emitted from the blade, steadily growing in volume before becoming a roar. "Of Justice!" He swung the large crescent blade, and the solid white form of a dragon burst forth from the weapon, coiling its way towards Vash like an oversized, over-powered snake. |
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on May 30, 2012 14:39:27 GMT -5
My eyes widened; the damn thing was fast! Just before it struck, I threw up a barrier with almost all my strength in it, and the attack still threw me back several feet, leaving me panting from the effort.
I grinned, giving Anguo a tired thumbs-up as I sucked in as much energy I could from the full moon overhead, the barrier disintegrating into a multitude of wisps.
Then, in the depths of both our minds, a dry, sarcastic, deadpan voice sounded like a nasal drum.
........'of Justice'?
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Post by Zhen Anguo on May 30, 2012 14:41:57 GMT -5
"Okay, look... It was all I had, it was that or 'Super fun-time happy dragon of doom.' So be happy I chose Justice, okay?!" 'Guo thought in retort before controlling his breathing and trying to soak up more energy.
"Not gonna' lie, Vash..." He said between breaths "That was really cool..."
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on May 30, 2012 18:41:57 GMT -5
Heh. Good response.
I grinned madly. "Being a Lunar Knight?" I asked between pants. "Yeah, it's got it's perks. The least of which is getting super-cool attacks to call your own. Every one of us has some ability or abilities unique to them, simply because every Knight molds their energy in different ways." I chuckled. "If I recall correctly, your predecessor preferred the magical side of his abilities; he was fond of creating vortexes..."
A brief shadow passed over me; we'd been friends, he and I. I didn't make friends with Lunar Knights too often - it was too easy for them to accidentally discover what I was, to make the connections I couldn't afford - but I had made an exception for him. Both he and his Successor had died when Xiza leveled the city.
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Post by Zhen Anguo on May 31, 2012 4:37:33 GMT -5
"Vortexes... Huh...?" 'Guo panted between deep gulps of air. "That's pretty... That's pretty cool... I may have to look into that one..." Anguo was starting to re-regulate his breathing, finally stopping the incessant pants as he propped the bottom of White Moon Dragon into the ground and held himself up against it. He noticed that something seemed to be wrong with Vash, and he decided it best to let him get over it of his own accord, rather than pushing what seemed to be a somewhat sensitive subject.
Eventually standing up on his own accord, without the assistance of his weapon, he looked across to Vash "Whew!" He breathed "It gets easier... Right..?"
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on May 31, 2012 7:23:33 GMT -5
I nodded, the smile back on my face again.
"It's difficult now because you're unused to channeling so much energy. All your life, you'e probably dealt with a trickle at a time; now you're pumping a lot through and your body isn't accustomed to it. Think of it like exercise." My smile widened. "You managed to tire me out quite a bit, though; reflexive actions have a tendency to take more energy because, one, you don't always have time to concentrate on how much energy to throw into them, and two, because fast casting is harder. You probably won't be able to throw up a barrier that fast anytime soon, if you ever work with barriers at all," I admitted. "Reflex casting takes a fine level of control, and that's a lot of work."
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Post by Zhen Anguo on Jun 13, 2012 19:11:59 GMT -5
All of that just seeme to confuse 'Guo slightly, if he was being honest.
"Y'know what?" He said with a chuckle "I'm just gonna' take your word for it boss! But I suppose you've shown me now that you can do more than make fancy glowing wings and fly about, huh?!" He gave Vash a big grin and a thumbs up.
"That's a point... Do I get fancy glowing wings?!" It was more a joke then anything, considering he chuckled after saying it. But inwardly? He was silently hoping that he would, as a being who accepts nature, he had long accepted that he would never fly. Could he now turn down the hope for it considering it was there before him?
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Jun 13, 2012 19:24:03 GMT -5
I laughed.
"Not like mine," I told him. "I'm... a special case. All of us have our own abilities, and mine are eclectic. My wings are manifestations of spirit. But..." I thought a minute. "Void has control over a lot of natural forces, forces outside our understanding, including space and time. I've heard of Void mages being able to warp the fundamental laws of space in order to grant a kind of.... pseudo-flight. Whether that would be in your talents, though, I can't say."
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Post by Zhen Anguo on Jun 13, 2012 19:34:11 GMT -5
"Ah well!" He said with a chuckle "You win some, you lose a lot I suppose! We shall see what nature has in store for me, shall we not?" He was stood up straight now with his weapon held behind his back almost casually. White moon dragon was a unique weapon, the crescent blade was much like your average Naginata, but simply on a much larger scale than in most cases, plus it was far more intricate than your average halberd. It had been his fathers before him, and it was a shame that Yu was too old to wield it properly now, the old monk had been a fearsome warrior in his youth according to his brother, Ping.
"So, what's next, huh?!"
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Jun 13, 2012 19:40:19 GMT -5
I grinned. "We rest for a moment, and recharge. No matter how much you want to continue, you've got to be feeling at least a little tired by now, full moon or no full moon." I sat myself down right on the ground, still grinning as I pulled a box out of the bag I'd been carrying. "I picked these up in Unda before we left; they're a special kind of Santo-Lucian pastry that shops around the world are in a craze to reproduce!"
I flipped open the box, and sighed contentedly. Inside were a number of pastries of different sizes, shapes, and decorated with colorful colors; most of them were round with a hole in the center, and they were the best food I'd ever tasted, ever. Ever ever ever ever.
"You have to try one! Think of them as a reward for doing so well on your training~!"
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Post by Zhen Anguo on Jun 13, 2012 19:47:57 GMT -5
"It's a what from where now?" 'Guo asked, cocking his head to the side, he recognised the names 'Unda' and 'Santo-Luce' from his fathers Geography lessons, but he always sucked at remembering which nation was which, tie that in with the fact he'd never even heard of let alone seen or eaten a pastry, and he was well and truly confused.
He wondered over and peeked into the box with a small 'hmm'.
"They... Look... Nice..?" He asked with a frown as he picked one from the box.
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Jun 13, 2012 19:51:12 GMT -5
"Try one," I urged. "No dessert will ever taste the same again!"
I selected one of my favorites from the box - a plain one covered in a sugary glaze - and began to properly savor its delicious sugary goodness.
....I may be an incredibly-powerful entity created by a dying space culture to channel the ebbs and flows of the mana of death itself, but I dare you to be dignified in the face of that most heavenliest of divine inventions, sugar, and the donut.
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Post by Zhen Anguo on Jun 13, 2012 20:02:55 GMT -5
'Guo decide they could be no harm in it, and so, he took a bite from the round ring of pastry that he held before him.
Words could not describe it.
Everything about it was so beautiful! The way that the sugar just seemed to melt in his mouth and linger upon his tongue, the way that the soft pastry just broke away and crumbled in his mouth, the succulent after taste that seemed to linger after every bite. His pancreas wept bitter tears of joy.
As such, began Zhen Anguo's obsession with donuts.
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Jun 13, 2012 20:08:55 GMT -5
I could see by the look in his eyes. THe expression on his face. THIS MAN AND I WERE KINDRED SOULS.
Ohhhh brother.
I ignored my brother's harping as I leapt to my feet, taking ANguo's hand in mine. "You see?!" I cried. "The bakers of Santo-Luce claim the secrets of donut-making were a gift from the gods, and I couldn't agree more with that statement! ONLY A GOD COULD MAKE SUCH AN EXPRESSION OF PURE DIVINE SWEETNESS. THESE DONUTS EMBODY MY LIFE'S IDEALS. THEY ARE THE FOOD OF LOVE. AND. PEACE!"
I struck a pose and managed to eat another donut at the same time.
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