Bartholomew
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The Apex Saint
We weren't saints, just powerful sinners.
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Post by Bartholomew on Dec 6, 2009 15:48:13 GMT -5
"Do we really need to know why?" He asked Nia, "He is threatening the family, and we can not allow that." He walked out and headed down stairs.
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Ineria
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Post by Ineria on Dec 6, 2009 16:05:27 GMT -5
Ineria was still fairly awake after hearing the new of how long they had been sealed and of Duo's dissappearance, although she had begun to drift off a tiny bit. But finding out an archangel might be coming woke her up again. She stood near Sonorc, shifting nervously.
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Dec 6, 2009 16:11:49 GMT -5
Roxa sat cross legged on the stool, his swords lay in front of him on a table and he just shook his head "I will not roll over and die..." He said standing up and grabbing his weapons. Turning around his face was a never seen mask of anger, a face he had never seen himself in since his family's murder "I don't care if he is one of the god's himself! I am the reason he comes to us, and I will be the reason he leaves!"
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Post by genericvillain on Dec 6, 2009 16:22:53 GMT -5
"N-n-no! The archangel...the archangel can't hurt our family!" Nia protested, looking frantic. She clutched her small spellbook tightly and flipped through it.
"I only have medicines and healing magic in here...archangels can't hurt our family, we can't let them," she mumbled to herself, nearly forgetting that she had grown her fire magic incredibly before they were sealed away. She fidgeted and bit her nails.
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Post by Alessia on Dec 6, 2009 16:23:11 GMT -5
Alessia had been watching the conversation and when Roxa's outburst came it actually shocked her a bit not ever seeing this anger take over him she finally spoke after a moment also to try to calm Nia, "R-Roxa, Nia, maybe he doesn't want to fight. You said former right? Maybe he gave up his ways, right?"
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Dec 6, 2009 16:29:52 GMT -5
He lowered his arm slightly "He..." He looked at Alessia "I told them they need to come see Kain, the man responded somewhat violently" He lowered the silver blade and slumped down onto the stool again "I-I don't know what came over me" He looked at each Saint in turn "I apologise to you all for having to see me like that"
He turned to face Alessia "You were tired only twenty miniutes ago..." He said standing up "I think you should go upstairs and sleep..."
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Post by Alessia on Dec 6, 2009 16:38:43 GMT -5
"What, tired? NoI'm fine, couldn't be more awake!" she walked over putting a hand on his shoulder and spoke softly, "It's not your fault, Roxa, everything will work out just fine. Besides if we do end up fighting I'm sure you and the rest of the Saints can defeat him no matter what he is."
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Post by Sonorc Optimus on Dec 6, 2009 16:39:31 GMT -5
Sonorc walked down stairs and walked past everyone else. He walked to the fire pit, and put some ice he made, inside the kettle, and started to melted it. "Maybe he did not follow you. We could sneak out of town, and not have to fight."
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Post by genericvillain on Dec 6, 2009 16:47:06 GMT -5
Nia looked from Roxa to Alessia and then to Sonorc. She still fidgeted uncomfortably and started to pace about the room.
"Archangel...the archangel is coming...archangel..."
She mumbled to herself and despite Alessia's words, she shakily flipped through her book. Reading wasn't really working, though. When she looked, she saw Sonorc at the fire pit and she walked closer to it, the flames soothing her.
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A.B.A.
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If only I had been there that day...
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Post by A.B.A. on Dec 6, 2009 17:55:37 GMT -5
A.B.A. could only stare quizzically at the rest of the Saints conversing about the dangerous 'former Archangel'. Feeling she had to interject she spoke out, her voice wavering with uncertainty. "Why are we all so afraid of him? It doesn't even sound like he knows who we are. Perhaps we might be able to find an ally in this man." Suddenly realizing what she said, she trailed back quietly. "At least that's what I think..."
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Ineria
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Post by Ineria on Dec 6, 2009 21:16:52 GMT -5
Ineria looked at A.B.A. for a moment, considering her words. "A former archangel would be a powerful ally, no doubt, but if he does not know who we are, what use would he see in allying himself with us?"
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Dec 6, 2009 21:50:00 GMT -5
It was around this time Ayalan came into the area of the Saints, shaking himself off of some dirt. His group had dispersed for a bit, trying to get everything ready for the shorter journey as he sighed. He sat down at a table, not really caring or noticing the multiple people discussing. He was just trying to sort out his own problems, as he rubbed his bandaged arms. Aya then though looked up and saw a whole assortment of people on the upper floor from the bar type area, and saw more come downstairs. He assumed nothing much..albeit he did start his encantations to himself for protection.
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Everto Ferox
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Deceased
Muhahahaha! Know your place!
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Post by Everto Ferox on Dec 6, 2009 21:55:32 GMT -5
Everto's laugh was heard as he walked in, looking at his fellow Saints with a look of pity.
"The Archangel is here....good. Kain will be happy. He's been expecting his arrvial. Put away your weapons, we're not at the strength to take on him at his level. Let Kain deal with him for now, Kain's been expecting him."
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Bartholomew
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The Apex Saint
We weren't saints, just powerful sinners.
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Post by Bartholomew on Dec 6, 2009 22:32:05 GMT -5
Bart said nothing, but he had his eyes shut, thinking. Everto has an uncontrollable impulse to fight, and yet, he doesn't want to fight his enemy, and leaving him to Kain. Either Kain wants to talk to him, or he is that powerful? Bart did not move, nor open his eyes.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Dec 6, 2009 22:49:10 GMT -5
Yeligar was on another side of the town. He felt Mark's energy, and he told the group to separate, and surround the city. "Where are you, Mark...?" He asked himself.
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