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Galefore · 07-02-2006, 06:16 PM

"...You've no soul, blackened devil. You can call me human, if thats your soul's desire, but you would be mistaken. The human's stole from me as well. And do think you have a true reason for your actions, or being?" Said Erasmus. He was apparently ignoring the collars altogether. He grinned with a terrible malice, and stared at the three. The first was speeding, but not for long. He used his shield to block it, then the second hurtled towards him. He materialized a sword, and with a dull "clunk", the collar fell to a well timed block. The third was there in no time, wrapping around his neck. It shocked him, and Erasmus liquid blood soon began to boil. The blue liquid poored out of his gaping lips, then, suddenly, a ring of spikes flung out of his neck. It destroyed the collar, and the olden warrior laughed. The blood trickled from his mouth, then he spat a large blue chunk into his hand. With a devil's resolve, he stared at the still unimpressed man. There was a quiet moment, then Erasmus threw the blood to the ground.

Suddenly, the blood hurtled towards Thripper, and it began to harden. The ice morphed into more swords, a near repeat of the last projectile based assault, or so it seemed. Erasmus was close behind.

Jack grinned wider, and materialized from his coat a handful of the needle-like things he had thrown in his previous attempt. Skillfully, the strange man threw them until every last sword fell, not a single one touching, but that was the point. Erasmus flew to the Enemy's face in a dash uncharacteristic of the elderly. He drew another blue blade and swung it at the near-skeletal Jack's throat...

OOC: I'm going to a retreat next week, so I won't be here. I look forward to continuing the fight when I have returned.

07-02-2006, 06:16 PM	#8
Galefore Gunjinkeeper Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: A Blank Planet Gender: Posts: 6,170 Thanks: 774 Thanked 463 Times in 338 Posts Blog Entries: 3 Points: 4,734.56 Bank: 35,485.03 Total Points: 40,219.58 Donate	"...You've no soul, blackened devil. You can call me human, if thats your soul's desire, but you would be mistaken. The human's stole from me as well. And do think you have a true reason for your actions, or being?" Said Erasmus. He was apparently ignoring the collars altogether. He grinned with a terrible malice, and stared at the three. The first was speeding, but not for long. He used his shield to block it, then the second hurtled towards him. He materialized a sword, and with a dull "clunk", the collar fell to a well timed block. The third was there in no time, wrapping around his neck. It shocked him, and Erasmus liquid blood soon began to boil. The blue liquid poored out of his gaping lips, then, suddenly, a ring of spikes flung out of his neck. It destroyed the collar, and the olden warrior laughed. The blood trickled from his mouth, then he spat a large blue chunk into his hand. With a devil's resolve, he stared at the still unimpressed man. There was a quiet moment, then Erasmus threw the blood to the ground. Suddenly, the blood hurtled towards Thripper, and it began to harden. The ice morphed into more swords, a near repeat of the last projectile based assault, or so it seemed. Erasmus was close behind. Jack grinned wider, and materialized from his coat a handful of the needle-like things he had thrown in his previous attempt. Skillfully, the strange man threw them until every last sword fell, not a single one touching, but that was the point. Erasmus flew to the Enemy's face in a dash uncharacteristic of the elderly. He drew another blue blade and swung it at the near-skeletal Jack's throat... OOC: I'm going to a retreat next week, so I won't be here. I look forward to continuing the fight when I have returned. Last edited by Galefore; 07-12-2006 at 01:46 PM.