Yuan (
fortunefail) wrote2010-08-11 04:40 pm
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[It hadn't taken long for Yuan to notice she was gone. Despite that he'd secured a safe place for her and Cooro to stay, she'd vanished in the chaos. Whatever personal belongings were still left in their ruined house had disappeared as well. All that was left were her last messages, etched into the wall of her room. Not that he cared much what they said.
It wasn't the work of Yazoo, or any other murderous resident he'd been trying to protect her from. It wasn't the work of one of the many demons and spirits that'd invaded the village these past few days. It was the inevitable fate that she'd met twice before. To think this happened only shortly after it literally started raining demons and Summon Spirits... Well, at least she wouldn't have to face all this destruction.
Time to let people know, then.]
[Written]
To anyone who was acquainted with Martel, she's been sent home.
[That's all he's willing to write. His message may go unnoticed in the midst of all this chaos, but at least he's fulfilled his obligation. If anyone needs him, he'll be inside the ruins of their old house. You know, the one that sank partly into a tunnel and then caught fire because of the electrical wires. Not a particularly safe place to be, but at least he won't be bothered by too many people here. That is, unless they know where to find him. There's a female summon spirit standing guard outside. Good luck getting past her.]
It wasn't the work of Yazoo, or any other murderous resident he'd been trying to protect her from. It wasn't the work of one of the many demons and spirits that'd invaded the village these past few days. It was the inevitable fate that she'd met twice before. To think this happened only shortly after it literally started raining demons and Summon Spirits... Well, at least she wouldn't have to face all this destruction.
Time to let people know, then.]
[Written]
To anyone who was acquainted with Martel, she's been sent home.
[That's all he's willing to write. His message may go unnoticed in the midst of all this chaos, but at least he's fulfilled his obligation. If anyone needs him, he'll be inside the ruins of their old house. You know, the one that sank partly into a tunnel and then caught fire because of the electrical wires. Not a particularly safe place to be, but at least he won't be bothered by too many people here. That is, unless they know where to find him. There's a female summon spirit standing guard outside. Good luck getting past her.]

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He'd missed the ability to fly.]
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Lightning! [So here's a lightning strike, coming down to electrocute Zoisite. Will it connect?]
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But he is now vanishing and appearing behind you, that diamond sword of his is swinging towards your head.]
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Clang!]
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Thunder Explosion! [Wham! He lands right in front of Zoisite, sticking his blade into the ground as lightning magic viciously attacks anything within a ten feet radius.]
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Zoisite wasn't that stupid. His body was reacting well enough. Twitching and convulsing as the lightning coursed through his body. There was no scream. He couldn't do much more than to stand there and wait for a break - and when it happened, he was in the air again and launching a torrent of fire towards the blue haired man.
Serious? Beyond so.]
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Guardian! [A green forcefield appears around him, shielding him from the flames until they die down. But that's not all. Once he's sure the coast is clear, he's going to take out his wings and chase after Zoisite. Yup, he'll try to slash him in half again.]
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[The forcefield goes up swiftly, but that close range is making things troublesome. A bit of the fire got through it before it formed completely, singeing part of Yuan's cloak. He snarls and as soon as the barrage is over, he backs away to attack with magic again.]
Lightning!
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No matter, then. Once that lightning passes he's flying at the older man. It's swordfight time.]
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Of course, once the sword is dropped, he's kicking at the man to loosen his hold. ]
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and then there were craters in lucetiZoisite doesn't really have time to recover with that throw. He smashes into the ground and skids a bit, the wind effectively knocked out of him.But he's getting back up. He doesn't like doing his own dirty work. He doesn't like getting absolutely filthy, he doesn't like getting injured or the bloodstains that goes with that. But this would be almost therapeutic, if he wasn't still so furious.]
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Now leave!
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