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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Of course, ma'am! Why, if Darian Ullrich is anything he is a man of his word. Anything you trust me with I will guard my life with!"
Darian had an odd habit to speak with his hands, they flying about as he spoke with much dramatics behind his words. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Ahh, Ms. Morrighan, I see you are in wonderful condition!"
Darian bows to her, his entire self showing respect. Once again his entire body channeled his words and motions, exaggerating them. "I'll be leading you into werewolf territory later, isn't that...exhilirating?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Your cause may be just, but the ends do not justify the means and the peace you wish to supplant is far from what I can accept. I apologize, but I must decline."
Edgar walked up slightly, now within arms' reach of the box. "I will allow you to leave as peacefully as silently as you entered. Please, accept my offer." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "I apologize, Don, but I will not budge. Now go, before there is an unnessecary conflict. I do not wish for anything of that matter."
Edgar raised his fist, and white energy began to steam off his hand. In a moment's notice he could act, but for now all he sought to do was to indimitade his enemy. "I have the miracle shard, Alden. I do not wish to have to use it." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Clever, friend..."
Edgar cursed and his shard hand flew under his cloak, seeming to sheath his exposed shard. "However, Alden....You will find in my base, I am not easily vanquishable. For example..." Edgar pulled out a mangesium grenade from his pocket, throwing it into Alden's lap. He closed his eyes and jumped back, hitting the door as the blinding lights burst out, filling the entire room. He unlocked the door and rolled out, pulling out the pistol he had underneath his cloak. He ran down the hallway, shooting into the ceiling. "This better get their attention! LEON, HOLLY, ISHA!!!" Isha bolted into the hall, clad in Sujov defense armor and helmet. She stood in the hallway, heavy assault rifle in hand, allowing Edgar to pass. She speaked into the comm, alerting everyone in the base. "Marinae leader ID hostile! I repeat, Marinae is hostile!" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "NO!!"
Edgar called upon his miracle shard, one that had remained protected deep in Edgar when Alden had attacked. The chunk of wall dissintagrated, and Leon flinched, feeling part of his lifespan fade away. That was the draw of the miracle shard, it took away lifespan. He gasped and fell back against the wall and Isha ran into the room, the sound of base guards storming behind. She stood in front of Holly, guns pointed at the direction Alden had dissapeared to. "On the count of 3, fire!!" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Darian was confused, and the sounds and smells of all the people rapidly appearing threw him into a mild confusion. He took a few steps away from the group, catching his breath.
"Well, madame Kiera, it appears you are enjoying yourself in reminiscences of the past. I will be waiting in the debriefing room. " He bowed slightly and with a light bounce he quickly walked to the briefing room, opening the door to the pale lighting and the large wooden confrerence table. He sat down at a private desk nearby and grabbed his suitcase which he had left in here, pulling out his laptop. He booted it and began reviewing his notes, paying particular attention to the ex-369 agents here today. He stopped on the picture of a kind man with medium length brown hair. He read over this man's file and instantly realized what the President had been talking about before. He wondered if any of those ex-agents had any idea of the whereabouts of this man, recorded as being the strongest Wiccan known to modern times. He searched deeper, trying to learn everything he could. He saw the house he and Kiera once shared, the newspaper announcing their engagement plans, the man outside and Francine's wedding...Darian instantly remembered this missing man, he had seen him fight... Darian would find this man. He would be able to end the wars, he commanded such a presence that inspired peace. He was the yang to Kiera's yin, and without the balance, peace was sure to be faltering...He made a mental note to ask around about where Jack had gone. Maybe this was his answer. He would lead this party to find Jack Eldridge. He nodded happily, opening Solitaire. He had a perfect record so far. He did not intend for that to change. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Edgar breathed heavily, slowly rising to his feet. If he had access to his main shard, that would have cost him nothing but some breath. Alden had thus at least one something.
"No, Leon, do not thank me...I am at fault here, I should have honored your guidance more...E'shuym played me, Alden threatens me...Peace cannot be achieved by attempting to gather them together. I apologize to you." He then looked over at Holly. "You must go...Leon has accumulated the shard, and if he wishes to give it to you, please accept it. But now things do not promise to bode well for your neutrality, and for that I am sorry..." At that moment, a yawning Seifer Ehnzo approached the group. "What the fuck is going on, Edgar? I thought you ran a tight ship." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Either that or Mandarin Chinese.
Yeah, I don't know it either, all I know is English and French. Je suis stupide, ma amie.  |
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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Darian sat at the table, rolling a coin inbetween his fingers. He then heard what Alexander said and he waited patiently for the children to leave before jumping up, sliding across the desk, sitting on the edge, and grabbing Alexander by the collar.
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"You want us to tell if you're competant, is this? Okay." Darian got into his face, staring intently with a hint of anger. "Do you contain in your body the ability to kill a man with your bare hands and use his carcass to feed your teammates...and joke about it later?"
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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Darian kept his glare for a moment, before looking down at his lean self at the "huge guy" comment. He looked like he was about to kill Alexander, when he laughed and patted him on the shoulder, letting go of him.
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"You'll fit in well. And next time man, watch the fat comments, man. I'm watching my weight." Darien patted his extremely thin stomach, smiling. "That'd be one damn small villiage, man." Darian then walked over to the window and started at the evening sky, smiling. "Anyway, continue friends!"
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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Darian looked out the window, his mind still on Kiera's plight. He walked off from the group, following Kiera's scent until he found the room she was in, opening the door very slightly. He saw her sitting there in pain, and Father Martin watching her. He felt a want to run in the room and rend Trois into pieces, but he know that could be dangerous for Kiera. Instead, he backed away, quickly walking away. He stepped into a vacant hallway, his hands sliding against the wall as he walked. Quickly opening a hallway window, he climbed out onto the ledge and shutting the window behind him. He remembered a pact he had taken almost a decade ago to a former foe. He clenched his fist and thought of the person he had taken the pact with, feeling a mental link form. Darian was relieved to see the connection had not broken.
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OOC: This is just Darian talking with some telepathically. No hearing what they have to say. "I need your help in finding the lost one." ...A moment's notice, and he received his response, causing a smug grin to form on his face. "Heh, well, no one thought to ask you." With the following response, he gave a questioning look. "Then what does that make me?" ... "Always speaking in riddles!" He laughed a little, frustration on his face. "Heh. So, is there a chance of finding him?" Darian grew pensive, concentrating on the other speaker. "Of course there is. What do you propose I do? Milady is risking life and limb to find him. I'd see him back with as much danger avoided as possible." ... "You knew and yet you do not act...I am under the impression that path is futile. Can you assist me?" He was shaking his hand through his hair, looking hopeful. ""Will you?" ... "As much as I expected...If you have any news for me, let me know." He grew upset, standing and leaning against the window pane. "I suppose. Alright, I'm needed. I'll contact you later." He ended the mental link and climbed back into the hallway, pacing. He growled and punched the wall, leaving a hole in the wall. He rubbed his hand as he began wandering aimlessly, pondering the discussion he had just shared. (Last edited by Cairoi on 10-05-06 12:10 AM)
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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Originally posted by Cairoi Okay, guys, I want to demonstrate how complex the RP is now, and how any more people and I'm going to explode. Me=2 Characters True=4 Characters that I'm gonna havta take over soon (  )
Azen Dalin=2 Characters Clockworkz=4 Characters VulcanLogic=1 Character fx= 1 character Katana=1 Character Kaijin=1 (Maybe 2) Characters Xeios=1 Character That is 17 played characters I am watching over....NOT TO MENTION NPCS I AM GOING TO INTRODUCE LATER. O.o I CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH.
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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Darian turned the hallway to see Kiera laying on the ground. He cursed and dashed forward, getting to her side in a second. He slugged her arm over his shoulder and grabbed her side, carrying her to the infirmary hall 3 hallways down. He told them President Kiera was suffering from a powerful headache and a heat flash and needed rest, and to get medication ready. . In the starch white room, Darian's black clothing off set greatly. He sat next to her, a deeply concerned look on his face.
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"Miss Kiera, your method is madness! You risk too much to find him everytime you do this! ...Miss Kiera, if you are so desperate to find him, allow me to search for him. I will find him, I swear, when I lead the caravan to end the Clan Wars...Please, for your saftey and health, you must rest now. I will find him and restore him to us all."
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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OOC: I am so sorry, dude. I haven't been near this computer since Thursday.
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BIC: Through the darkness walked a figure clad in white, a stark opposite to the darkness around him. He wore a white shirt, the sleeves torn off. Around his hands and forearms were pure white leather gauntlets. He wore white pants, held tight by a brown belt, and around his feet there were no shoes. In a black sheath on his back was Diosu, significantly thinner than it's previous incarnations. Cairoi's long hair was cut, and his hair was once more in it's shaggy self. His eyes were ablaze in their green fury, scaning the area. His whole body seemed to glow with a white aura, testament to the holy magick emnating from his clothing. "Ahh, the touch of darkness. I've been so washed in light as of late I forgot how comforting it can be." Cairoi extended his right hand, feeling the darkness with his fingers.He brought his right foot forward as he placed his left hand on the hilt of his sword. His fluid right hand stood still as he took position. He smiled slightly. "I'm ready to end this, friend."
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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Cairoi's eyes were not set to see light, but rather energy. His Hawkeyes had been at full capacity since he entered the realm. Cairoi saw the cloud of energy and quickly spun counter clockwise, bringing his torso down with his legs and pushing off the ground, flowing over the blast narrowly. He landed and instantly pushed forward, running at Kaijin with both of his arms extended like jet wings. In each hand he began charging energy, preparing for a two-pronged attack. He stopped after running 20 feet, only ten or so from Kaijin himself. Energy began to crackle in his hands and his eyes kept on Kaijin as he kept himself on the balls of his feet, ready to move at a moment's notice. |
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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Cairoi twirled once more, this time positioning his left arm so it would face the oncoming blast. The white gauntlent turned red as he activated his Red Cross Scar, and it absorbed the blast. Cairoi felt recoil and was pushed the direction the blast was going, the power from the attack strong enough to shake him greatly. He pulled his left hand to his right arm as he pointed it at Kaijin while in motion, releasing the charged energy as a powerful and rather large blast of pure, non elemental energy. |
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This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days
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Darian cursed under his breath. He'd dissapeared from everyone's knowledge for a reason. This new figure, Laramie, had intrigued him, as he had Chaos's smell about him. After spying on Kiera and Laramie's conversation, he knew now what made them smell the same. They were the same person. And the mystery of Vanessa was explained. But Darian felt sick now. Kiera had had a child not after the man who had loved her unequivocally, he remembered seeing Jack long for her. Jack had not left. One would be left to assume Jack was dead, but even in death, Jack would never hold silent from Kiera. If Darian knew anything of that relationship, that was what he knew. Darian pushed off the wall and fell 3 stories, landing agily on the ground. As he landed, he tossed his communicator on the ground and smashed it.
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It appeared for now, the Werewolf Clan War would have to wait. Though never directly involved, he felt his sense of honor was betrayed. Darian would bring Jack Eldridge back, he would end the Clan Wars, and restore the damned peace he had fought for 7 years ago. He opened his phone, dialing the first number on his speed dial. ..."Wedge, man. I miss you, how've you been? Say, I need help that I think only you can help me with...Yeah, that kind of magic...Yeah, thanks. See you in a few moments." Name: George "Wedge" Orwell Race: 29 Age: Wiccan Height: 5'9" Weight: 180 Hair: Short Black hair Eyes: Green Outfit: Typically wears blue dress shirt, and khakis. Also wears small grey-rimmed glasses. History: The current High Wiccan of Obscure Arts. | |||||||||||||||||||||
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