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| Kaijin Surohm Posts: 1044/1852 |
(Apologizes about the long wait. I've had work.)
A sharp demonic grin kept his face lit with an intense evil that was hard to fathom by mortal minds. The sight of the weapon was something that enraged him, fed his egar lust for blood. Slowly, he lift his right clawed hand up from his stationary spot, and slid under his blackend coat, and gripped a black handled weapon. Slowly, he drew the Vampire's Bane, a weapon of pure death surrounding it. Properties unknown to his opponent, the only thing clear was the black demonic curves in the blade, the vampire's skull made as a crosshelm, and the blood red jewel that resided at the base of the hilt. Slowly, the sword dripped downward, next to his side. no other emotion slipping by his face besides the demonic grin. The only motion seen was the waves of the flareing coat... He awaited an attack. |
| Ryan Posts: 637/1748 |
Teundusia is startled at the sight of her foe. She also got annoyed at the fact the humans were running from him and not her. She grabbed the bench, wrenching it from it's place in the cement, and she throws it with great force at her opponent. She then grabs one of the humans that run past her and casts Erumi Magic on him. The bright green magic covers the human as he screams in pain. Before long, the transformation of him had been complete, and a long, sharp, sword is revealed. She holds it up as she waits for her opponent. |
| Kaijin Surohm Posts: 1040/1852 |
The demonic spirk spread upon his lips as he formed from the far reaches of the parking lot. His demonic yellow eyes peirced forth, looking upon the mortals that now transversed the lot.
Each step he took chimed off the concret, his blood red plated boots made a whimsical sound, one of uniqueness. While his armor plates on his shoulders, and both wrists where gruesome, like stained blood, that was the least noticable part of him, for his trenchcoat flared around him like a pure black upside down flame. The coat itself having parts of it flaming off of it, but showing that it's not losing any peice to it, the very magic behind the coat was a mystery to all but the Vampire Lord. The black flame coat was open in the front, revealing the magically re-enforced outfit, of a runic kelvar material, belts strapped down his right leg, and lightly strapping his vest to his body. As he made his way down the lot, inbetween the cars, screams of fear errupted as all the civilians saw the Vampiric Lord, and ran in fear. The pure fear and horror resinated off the poor souls, and gave Kaijin strength from it all. Unfair to his unsuspecting foe, he was sure, but it was suicide to call him from his slumber. Within range of his foe, he stoped in place, and glanced upon the female that he was to fight. His demonic yellow eyes glanced, questionably, but mainly to allow her a chance to size up his strength, to let her feel she even had a chance... He stood straight, feeling the black neckguard on his neck, and the weight of the black earing on his ear, adding to the effect of the two scars upon his face. He slowly slid his left hand under his coat, to the left side, pushing the liquid fire of a coat backward, revealing a pure black blade of demonic design, a blood red jem on the handel, and wicked curves on an impossibly sharp blade, from where the face black horned skull of a vampire rest as the crossguard. He was going to enjoy this... |
| Ryan Posts: 632/1748 |
(ooc: Okay, I'm using younger Teundusia's exact clone, that has the same memories and everything!!! Well, I'm just using Young Teundusia, leave it at that.
Teundusia walks through the shopping mall, resisting the urge to "play" with one of the people walking by. She knew she could have fun with them during the battle. She sits on a bench in a largish main hall, where all the bigger shops were situated. She sat and waited for her opponent. |
