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Dirk Ralthar Thief          Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| *Darren continues to charge, sliding to his knee he drives his heel into one man's knee, causing it to buckle backwards. A single slash from Setsuna's katana easily shears through the other man's pistol, neatly separating the barrel from the rest of the gun, a quick jab to the throat knocks him to his knees as he struggles to breathe. The two continue their way to the rooftop after the three second battle.* | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| This is about as fast as I get if I want to be able to make it back too. Besides, I didn't doubt you would catch up quickly.
*He looks at Breeze out of the corner of her eye. Should I tell her what was in the letter? From what the doctor said, her brother may yet be alive, but if he is, he might be working for the enemy. The hope of finding her family seems to be all that drives her. How can I tell her that a time may come when she will have to fight him, even kill him... How could I not tell her about him?* Alycia, there is something you need to know. (Last edited by Dirk Ralthar on 10-11-07 02:35 AM) |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| *Andraele is silent for a moment as they continue, already having put twenty miles behind them, considering the best way to tell her.*
In the Doctor's letter, he said that you had a twin brother. He said that your brother was sent to the enemy, and from what he said, I must believe that your brother is most likely one of them now. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| The doctor knew that what he was doing when he sent you to us would inevitably seal his own fate. Even as he wrote that letter, he knew that he would soon meet his end. He wanted to do something good for the world before he died... he wanted to do right by you. You were like a daughter to him, and he didn't want you to live the life that he knew awaited you with the Shadow Knights. He lied to you about the research in an attempt to protect you from the enemy. In his letter, he said to tell you "you are my shining star of hope". I am sure that he would want you to enjoy your life.
I think that he made the right decision in sending you here. I promise you, if it is possible for us to avoid fighting your brother, make him see the light, and leave the Shadow Knights, we will. But, there is the very real possibility that we will have to fight him... maybe even kill him. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| The enemy we fight cares only about their own ambitions, those who stand against them they will kill without a second thought and those who stand with them are merely pawns to be thrown away when their usefulness has run out. They care nothing about who gets hurt in the process, or how many families they destroy. This is why the team was formed, because only those like us have the ability to stop them, and that is their only fear, that we might be able to do so. Your brother's number is 034.
*His looks at Breeze, trying to read deeper into her emotions.* I know how it feels to lose the people you love, you are not alone in this. I lost those close to me durring the war, my wife was killed by one of the Shadow Knights. He could control other people, he manipulated her brother, and forced him to kill her, then forced him to kill himself. A good friend of mine helped me to hunt him down, and when we finally caught up to him, he controlled my friend, and tried to force him to kill me. His will was too strong, and instead of killing me he threw himself upon my blade, to keep himself from becoming a monster. Jeremy's had the ability to regenerate from any wound his body sustained, cut off an arm it would just regrow. We could never have known that it wasn't just the three of us, that another could force his regenerative powers to go out of control. The wound sealed within seconds, and quickly became a large tumor... it killed him within a matter of hours, and there was nothing I could do, nothing anyone could do to help him. I killed him, because I didn't try to stop him, I never expected him to try to impale himself. I am here to help you however I can. (Last edited by Dirk Ralthar on 10-12-07 11:19 PM) |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| I gave up on the idea of revenge a long time ago. My wife could see peoples' deaths, see when and where they would die, and there was never anything that could change that. The person always ended up there, and they always died. I have to believe that there was nothing to change the outcome, that if they hadn't been there she still would have died. What I seek is an end to their evil, and the hope that they don't have the opportunity to shatter more families and destroy more lives than they already have.
*Andraele slows down and looks at the ruined street signs.* We're close, he should be this way. *Andraele turns down the street to his right, his eyes scanning the ruined hulks of the buildings around him, and the burned out cars. He has to step over the occasional body of someone who wasn't able to survive in the wastelands.* |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| I used to know many of their leaders, used to think of some as friends until they betrayed everything that the Superman project was supposed to uphold. I probably know as much if not more about them than the databases that were destroyed. I don't know what they think they will gain, world domination is most likely... I guess I kind of feel that it is my responsibility to ensure they don't achieve their goals by doing whatever I can.
*Andraele stops and tilts his head.* Come on out Greg, I know you have been following us for the last three blocks now. *A middle aged man steps out from the ruined hulk of a buliding, an auto-matic rifle in hand.* (Greg) How do you do that? (Last edited by Dirk Ralthar on 10-13-07 05:18 PM) |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| That is a choice for you and you alone to make, I think that you should at least give him a chance, you never know what you would miss if you didn't, but that is just my opinion. Either way, I wish you luck. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| *Greg levels the rifle at Andraele.*
(Greg) Why are you here Andraele? I was under the impression we severed our ties a long time ago. *Andraele keep his hands lowered at his side and meets Greg's cold gaze.* (Andraele) I need your help. (Greg) I'm not interested. I recomend you turn around and leave, or you might not leave here at all. *Andraele lets out a sigh.* (Andraele) You know as well as I do that you won't be able to injure me with that. And you can't stay off the radar forever. I set you up in the life you had before the war, kept the government's hands off you. Now I ask a favor, there are some companions of mine who are badly wounded, and you are the only one that can help. And our enemy will be looking for us, they will be here sooner or later, and they will find you. They will kill you or force you to help them, and that will be worse that what I ask of you. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| *Greg's aim remains fixed, his gaze never leaving Andraele.*
(Andraele) You became a doctor right? Sworn to help the injured and sick? I am just asking you to help our wounded, then you are free to go, I just recomend that if you leave you go far. (Greg) Look around you. The people who live here are sick, and are often injured. Many die each day from illness and disease caused by the weapons used here. I can't save them all, but I can help some of them. You want me to leave them to get caught up in some battle that doesn't involve me. (Andraele) When we parted last, you were a man filled with ideals, you told me that you would use your ability to help people in need. To help those that would stop the furthering of the evils in this world. But you see the world in black and white, and refuse to see the shades of grey around you. To defeat evil, one must be willing to commit acts that could be considered evil. What happened to this city will likely happen again. I know that you don't want to see that happen. I am going to do everything I can to make sure that doesn't happen, but I need the help of my partners, and right now two of them lie on death's doorstep, and in order to have their help, I need yours. The fate of the world may very well lay in your hands right now. I ask that you consider this carefully... could your consience allow you to let that happen? *Greg's right eye twitches, an almost imperceptible waver in his hands. Several moments pass before he slowly lowers the rifle.* (Greg) Damn you. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| I've had worse, these are mostly insignificant and will heal with a little scarring in time. Kadife and the scientist need help more. Greg, one of us is going to have to carry you. Breeze, your faster, you can get him back to the others with a better chance of Kadife still being alive. I'll follow as quickly as I can. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| I'm going to be wearing the most ultimate Halloween costume ever proud member of the United States Coast Guard, Seaman Recruit Jason T. Reed... well it won't actually be a Halloween costume, but I ship out on the 30th and the 31st is when I will be getting the uniform. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| OOC: No Prob. We all have stuff that gets in the way sometimes, and quite frankly, real life has to come first.
IC: *Greg steps over to Breeze.* (Greg) Let's go. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| *Darren's pistol appears in his hand, the weapon aimed directly between the President's eyes, his finger itching to pull the trigger.*
Setsuna, go help Jade. It took me a while to finally figure it out. But Jade being tied up in the helicopter put all the pieces into perspective. Who are you, and where is the President? *Setsuna nods and hops onto the helo-platform. She condenses water to form a dozen ice spears in the air around her, with a thought they launch across the platform and drive into the rotor-assembly, destroying several gears, and causing the blades to grind to a halt.* |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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YEAH!!! OC AND VERY FREAKIN' NERDY!!!!! |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| Maybe your telling the truth, maybe your bluffing. Tell me where he is, and you may walk away from here alive. Refuse to tell me, and we WILL know if you are bluffing or not.
*Tendrils of air wrap around Setsuna, she lunges forward, and disapears to the naked eye, to reapear next to the helicopter. She pulls the blind-fold off Jade and lifts her out of the helicopter, turning she lunges back to the edge of the platform.* This will all be over in a moment. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| (Andraele) I'll be right behind you.
*Andraele watches Breeze leave, when she is out of sight he drops to one knee, blood having started flowing from the wounds in his leg. He drops a hand over it, and the blood stops flowing out of his leg. He slowly pushes himself to his feet. A bullet ricoches off the wall beside him. He turns to see a half-elf looking back at him, pistol in hand.* (Half-elf) My, who would have thought that I would have the good fortune of running into you here, and you led me straight to my target. You have saved me a lot of time searching. *It takes a moment for Andraele to recognize the other half-elf.* (Andraele) Cain, why are you here? *Greg nods.* Back in '94 he was sent to bring me in as part of some secret military project, they wanted my ability to heal people to be able to get soldiers back in the field more quickly. Imagine a soldier who lay on the verge of death after a grenade or artillery shell exploded too close to them one moment, who could be back in combat less than 20 minutes later. The government felt that it was necessary for me to 'enlist' in the military. They sent him to bring me in, I tried to run but he caught up to me. He told me that he was going to bring me in because of what I could do. Told me that my talents could save the lives of hundreds of soldiers. I refused, put a gun to my temple and told him that I would die before I would help fight a war. He had compassion, he used a contact in the FBI to set me up with a new life, a new identity no questions asked. When he went back to his superiors he told them that I killed myself to evade capture. I was living under the radar ever since. He would check in on me every couple of years, but I hadn't seen him since the war. I figured he was dead. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| GET DOWN!
*Darren pulls a pistol magazine from his belt and quickly loads it into the gun, leveling it at the president he squeezes the trigger 3 times, aiming for the hand with the detonator.* *Setsuna pulls Jade off the edge of the platform, raising a hand, a barrier of ice quickly forms beween Darren and the president.* *The bullets hit the newly formed ice wall, as Darren turns and leaps from the ramp, rolling as he hits the ground.* |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| Mistake 1 -Sentences is spelled with an 'S' in place of the 'C'
Mistake 2 - Trick question, there is no mistake two as both sentences are technically gramatically correct, with the exception of Sentences, every word is also spelled properly. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 5915 days Last activity: 5886 days |
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| (Cain) I'm here to bring back the healer, but it seems he just got away. But your head should suffice to appease my masters for his escape, for some reason they see you and your little friends as a threat. In actuality you are little more than a gnat to be crushed at our conveniece.
(Andraele) It will take more than that pistol to defeat me, but then you already knowt that, don't you. (Cain) Heh, you are little more than a wounded relic of a bygone era. *Cain drops the pistol. Raising his right hand to his side, a stream of metal seeps out of the walls around him as nails and rebar melts, flowing across the ground then up his side to form a straight edged blade in his outstretched hand.* (Cain) This will be too easy. *Andraele's hand drops to the hilt of his wakizashi. I'm in no shape to be fighting now. His eyes dart around, looking for something he can use to slow his enemy down. He pulls his wakizashi, then reaches into a pocket and removes a cigarette lighter. He forms a small ball of flame which floats in the air next to him. Cain forms a second blade in his other hand before he pounced, leaping across the gap, both blades slashing through empty air as Andraele lept back. Without losing momentum, Cain strikes repeatedly, Andraele repeatedly dodging, and biding his time, the ball of flame darting around Cain, seeming to have little more effect than scorching his clothing.* |
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