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| Kaijin Surohm Posts: 1157/1852 |
He smirked at the attack, as his mental powers moved his blades into position right as the attack reached him, deflecting the attack using the crossguard of the blades, keeping him from harm.
Quickly, the blades began rotating around him once more as he began to glide to the side, in a circular motion around Nile. As quickly as he began to float around, a blade came from behind him, slashing at blinding speeds toward him. As soon as the first blade came down toward it's targe, another would start flying at him, the first sword would then return to it's rotation, keeping the defense solid, and the attack relentless. |
| Cairoi Posts: 1379/3807 |
The moment his shot was deflected/toyed with, the magazine of standard bolts slid out with his guidance and hit the ground. He kicked it to the side as he pulled out his grenade-shot magazine and inserted it in naught but a second. He threw the venemous dagger in his left hand incredibly fast at Joachim, clocking around 70, but ummediately after throwing it, he shot the tip of the hilt, exploding it forward at speeds fast enough to fly straight through Joachim without much of a hassle over bones or muscles.
"This isn't either." Nile got the impression this wouldn't kill his foe, so he switched hands with the crossbow and with his right hand began charging energy. It seemed this situation would be much more melee and magical then the normal brand. |
| Kaijin Surohm Posts: 1153/1852 |
The bolt was easily deflected from his rotating blades. As the bolt was reflected, he caught it with two of his non-used blades, and started to play around with it, juggling it with two of his free swords.
"I do hope that wasn't your best." He chuckled, knowing the truth. The blades both rotated and lobbed the bolt back to the opponent to catch. "If not, lets try that again." He mused. |
| Cairoi Posts: 1376/3807 |
Nile's eyes closed in frustration. Obviously he hadn't studied 14th century England enough.
"Fuck the illusion then." With open eyes, Nile threw his crossbow gun into the air then undid all the buttons on his trenchcoat with one hand motion. He took a step backwards, caught the crossbow gun with an extended right hand, and drew his dagger out with the left. His short brown hair perfectly matched the brown eyes he had now, which were filled with focus. He fired off a warning shot at the vampire, attempting to get a feel for it's style. |
| Kaijin Surohm Posts: 1152/1852 |
Joachim was overly amused. He heard the please from the shadows, and the temptation for a fight was almost too great... Besides, it was comming time for him to feed once more, might as well have fun in the process.
Slowly, he glided around the corner, wearing his tightly fitted purple coat, with gold trimmings. His black boots never touching the ground. His eyes peirced at his blood supply as he grined wickedly. "Amuzing to hear one such as yourself over pronunciate to match in this timeline... It's no secret your not from here, foolish one." He let looks a small chuckle. "Regardless. You have blood, and I am in need of nurishment. Prepair yourself." He opened his arms to the sides, and silently, 5 blades revealed themselves from behind him, and began rotating around him in union. Each blade had a purple aura that pulsated with evil, the crossguards in the shape of a bat. Indeed, this woudl be interesting. |
| Cairoi Posts: 1375/3807 |
Nile Walker walked down the cobblestone street with no fear painted on his face. In his right hand he carried a short, pistol-sized crossbow. He wore a plain black trenchcoat, buttoned up all the way. He walked with care and readiness, able to move at a moment's notice. He turned a corner and stared down the vast expanse of shadow.
"Vampyres of the 'nite, reveal thyselves. Thou hast ample blood for nourishment wence you drain it from me." Nile rarely talked like this, but to better propogate he lived in this time period, the 14th century, he needed to speak the native dialect. In fact, he was here on a time traveling business. Vampires were toying with the timeline, and his current objective was to rid any that might have connections with Don Teufel. And he was more than ready. |
