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Post by Azura on Sept 10, 2012 8:07:28 GMT -6
She listened to the commentary as it came along with her fight, rolling her eyes as she stood there, feeling blood roll down her face and neck. None of it her own, which was a good sign...so far. Left there now, with only one silly team member left to face, she would not flinch as Alek told him to try and kill her, just shake her head at the stupidity of him for following through with the order.
A quick flick of her eyes to the area where his hand moved, she saw the gun long before he ever pulled it, though when her eyes turned back toward his, she would allow him one shot off before she attacked. Why? Well it was easy, if he shot, then he was definitely going to die, if not...well she might just kick his ass and let him leave on his own later.
The loud sound of gunfire went off, and before she even had time to see where it hit, she would shoot to the right, making sure that her wings covered her sides to prevent any further wounds, and would snap a leg from one of the many upturned desks. The whole time, counting out in her head, the number of rounds he was firing, waiting for the sound of his clip being released so that it could be replaced with another.
When the happened, she would suddenly appear in front of him, those hazel eyes none too amused as they looked into his, and that leg from the table being driven hard into his stomach before he could have time to attack her at such close range. Should she had managed, she would watch as blood began to spurt from his mouth and his gun likely clattered to the floor. "Was he worth dying for?"
A little sad, shake of her head given before she would step back and look around, ensuring she was finally alone in the room....well save for what left of the terrified students. "You should have known to bring a stronger team after me Brother...."
As she went to move, she would hiss sharply, looking down to finally see the bullet wound in her shoulder, and the other in her thigh. The blood soaking through her white shirt and jeans, though her fingers would simply touch upon the wound on her shoulder, before moving forward and toward the door.
Now, the question was....what was she closer to...the bathroom? Or the classroom with Legion in it?
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Legion
Fresh Blood
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Post by Legion on Sept 10, 2012 10:15:11 GMT -6
Things for Legion, weren't exactly working out as planned. His whole goal with the pen thing had been to avoid using his qi for as long as possible. Potentially to use it on the man speaking over the microphone. But as these goons seemed to be reacting well to his antics things were beginning to look a little more dire, or at least serious. As the guy caught the student to redirect the student into Legion's pen as opposed to himself Legion looked down and to the right to avoid getting blood in his eyes, letting go of the pen instantly.
Not having tunnel vision he had saw the other man coming towards him. So instead of trying to duck under the club Legion's left hand would be placed on the recently stabbed student's shoulder and he continued to push him forward and in turn pushing him into the man who had avoided getting stabbed, so far. Right hand pressed as if it were holding a sword in the poor student's back under the rib cage and next to the spine, Legion would in fact create a sword from the shadow of his hand cupped to hold the sword. The sword would extend two feet, through the student and hopefully through his body into the goon's as Legion pressed the student the goon had caught forward. Trying to run both of them through as shiskabob as he attempted to get out of the way of the club that had been aimed towards his jaw. Likely only getting skimmed by it as he pressed forward, hopefully with two victims.
-5 CHA (25 CHA remaining)
His goal of course to get out of the circle that was slowly beginning to form around him, although as soon as he pushed through, good or bad he would hiss in pain, noticing those bullet wounds on his shoulder and thigh. Now that was interesting. Apparently some where Azura was getting shot. Not fatally but it hurt like a bitch all the same...
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Aryanna Katashi
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Post by Aryanna Katashi on Sept 10, 2012 16:45:39 GMT -6
Well wasn't this just fucking great?!
Her eyes rolling slightly as she growled at the sight of the men starting to surround her. You know, if he had wanted to see her, he could have just asked nicely. As it was, she wasn't about to let some lower primate put his grubby hands all over her. Well, not so long as she could help it.
Little hands pushing against the ground, she stood, her uniquely colored hues shifted about from one person to the next as she growled and reached up to push her hair back from her face. "I really hate men sometimes..." Muttered under her breath just before her entire body became covered in blue sparks of electricity, everything from her head down to her pretty designer shoes.
"Touch me. I dare you." Eyes narrowing upon the one man which stood directly in front of her, though she stayed fully aware of the others which were closing in around her. She wasn't a fighter...that much was painfully obvious to anyone who knew her. But that didn't mean she couldn't put a serious hurt on somebody if they got too close...as in...if they got within two feet of her, which was the extent of the electrical surges which flared around her.
-5 CHA for Qi activation (remaining 15 CHA)
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Post by Cael Seran on Sept 10, 2012 17:34:37 GMT -6
One down, exactly as planned, having turned now onto the secondary foe and using his speed and manipulation of the area to surprise his opponents Cael struck out only to become grappled by his foe and thrust against the wall.
*Thud!*
The shattering of tile would fall around him as the big guy mocked Cael by using his very same words against him. Stronger than Cael would've initially thought but none so much that it left him in any way diverted from his initial plan. There were only two here, isolated, and now one. That meant that Cael wasn't distinguished as a force outside their battle containment lines. A solid grin as Cael lefted his other hand obviously to strike at his opponent's face. However the move would not be the main attack, feinting the strike his right kneecap would jut upwards into the big guy's nutsack. That's right Cael wasn't above going for cheap ploys, not when this was simply rabble in his way of the main force. He was a warrior by nature and simply could only seek out stronger opponent's.
If things had worked out Cael would push the guy down to the floor retrieving his hand and proceed to search the two for any signs or clues to where he could progress. A communicator maybe? Identification? Weapons even. He wanted an advantage here that he could use. Surprise aside this was a battle of numbers against his favor.
If it hadn't worked out Cael would simply follow through with his punch. In order to divert the strike to his balls the big guy would need to shift thus falling off balance from the punch and incapable of blocking the majority of Cael's weight knocking him into the toilets behind him. Cael would then pounce pressing the big guy's face into the toilet's water having gone unflushed for most of the day by these disgusting students they saw so fit to eliminate and detain. Either way the process would be the same.
Strength: 30 Dexterity: 20 Constitution: 15 (+11) Intelligence: 20 Wisdom: 15 (+9) Charisma: 11
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Post by Kevala Katashi on Sept 10, 2012 18:08:26 GMT -6
"Hmm, well that worked out nicely." A little arch of her brow as she ran her tongue smoothly over her lips and reached up to brush back a bit of hair that had gotten knocked loose in the small tussle. Her eyes drifting from Carmine to the other members of her team as they looked at her for some sort of sign on what they should do next. Of course, the fact that they even had to implore her with their eyes for such a thing got a rather irritated little grumble from her and a roll of her eyes.
"Well don't just stand there looking at me. Kill them." A dismissive wave of her hand before she would look down at herself and scrunch up her nose just slightly. She was dressed in her usual work attire, which consisted of a button up blouse, black skirt and heels...well minus the heels as they now rested in the doorway to her office. All in all, not the best attire for the current situation at hand, so, she would glance around as her guys hopefully finished off the men who had attacked them and then slowly spin around and saunter off into her office. (It being the one room in the entire school that didn't have a camera in it.)
Shutting the door, she would move to one of the cabinets to the far right of the office, throwing it open to pull out a pair of denim jeans, socks and combat boots. Yes...she was going to change. Not that she really gave a damn, but more so because she just liked to be dressed for the occasion and well...she wasn't currently.
Within a matter of minutes, the door to her office would fly open once more, Kevala stepping out, now dressed a tad more appropriately with her faded jeans, black combat boots, and her blouse now un-tucked from about her waist and tied up just below her breasts, leaving a clear view of her flat, trim little tummy. As she stepped into the hall, she was busy tying her hair back into a ponytail at the back of her head, glancing around with icy hues to make sure that the men who had been attacking were dead before glancing toward Carmine. "Go and see that Kazumi is not here, and then get to the daycare and get Ruth." No room for argument in her tone, though the look on his face clearly suggested that he wanted to. But then, he never did like leaving her alone.
"Don't worry, I have Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum here to watch my back. The girls are far more in need of your assistance than I." Nodding as she would turn her back to him and lower her hands down from her hair, allowing her ponytail to dangle down her neck and between her shoulders.
The two men would fall in quick behind her as she began her movement toward the office which held the PA system, the one she knew Alek to be in. She wasn't so much mad as annoyed, and wondering what exactly he was up to. Because let's face it, curiosity was very much her thing.
Though, she did have one thing she wished to do first. Which was to finally get around to injecting herself with that chemical thing she had given the students. She knew it wouldn't likely do much to her, being a genetic experiment and all, but she figured it was worth a shot. (Heh...Get it? Shot? Hurrhurr) Her hand reaching into her back pocket, fishing out one of those silly pens that she shot the students up with and stabbing it hard into her thigh, a slight hiss at the pain of the stabbing itself, though paying no mind what-so-ever to the chemical burning its way through her system, and simply continuing on her way....the empty pen now thrown to the side and clattering across the floor.
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Name: Whispering Breath
Description: Kevala has a rather unique ability. Whenever she was given her injection, like the others, to gain her Qi her body did not react to it the way that everyone else's did. This is due to the fact that Kevala herself is a genetic experiment and has always reacted to drugs and medications differently than a normal person. For this reason, the ability that she gained is not something that gives her any advantage during a fight, but instead alters her being entirely.
What this means is that there is absolutely no benefit from this ability that can be used during a fight, therefore it does not ever need to be activated. Instead it has simply altered who she is and her entire state of being in a way that it is pretty much just a naturally occurring part of who she is.
As for what it does exactly...It makes her every movement fluid, flawless and silent. Put quite simply, it makes her movements as fluid and graceful as the wind. A mere whispered breath upon the ground. This ranges from the way she walks, to the way she brushes her hair and even the way that she breaths. Every bit of it is flawless...silent...and graceful, to the point of being almost unnatural or otherworldly.
Because of this, it seems to add to the natural beauty and sex appeal that she already possesses....making every sway of her hips that much more hypnotic, every flick of her hair that much more alluring and every brush of her tongue to her lips that much more enticing. It also adds to that air of mystery that surrounds her, that unsettling feeling that her presence can sometimes provide in that she moves so silently that it is sometimes hard to detect her in a room before she is right there upon you, at least when she is moving slowly and taking her time. When she runs, though flawless and graceful as everything else, she is not capable of being totally silent, though she is still quieter than a normal person would be.
Post Limitations: None because this Qi is not capable of providing an advantage during a fight. It is simply a state of being for Kevala and does not offer any thing from which she can benefit during a fight.
Stat Costs: This Qi costs Kevala -10 CHA in any thread she is in due to the fact that this is not something she can turn off and on at will. It is a state of being for her, and therefore present in every thread.
Side Effects:- Kevala will make noise when and if she runs, this is because it is much harder to remain silent when moving at such a rapid pace, though regardless of this her movements remain fluid and graceful.
- She cannot turn off this ability, therefore she is incapable of acting clumsy at any time. For one such as her, who uses her ability to act in order to achieve certain goals, this can be very troublesome and put a big dent in her acting ability.
- To some, due to the fact that she moves so silently and without a single flaw, this can come across as unsettling, though this does not happen very often. Though when it does, it can be a bit off putting to Kevala herself, if only because it makes it harder for her to manipulate said person.
So that would put her CHA at 30. From here on out, it will be noted in her sidebar stats in parentheses. If anyone has an issue with this Qi, just let me know. Though I really don't see a problem.
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Ryu Hikari
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That's that.
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Post by Ryu Hikari on Sept 10, 2012 19:06:42 GMT -6
It was slow going, though then again, Kazuki had nothing but time right now, but eventually, he reached the door, which presented yet another problem for him: the door was locked... from the inside. The five dipsticks had locked it behind them, and if Kazuki stood up to unlock it, his cover would be blown. So how to get around this? He'd have to distract them, that's how. Slowly reaching into his pocket, he'd pull out his old phone from his pocket and flip it open, before sliding it across the room, coming to a stop underneath one of the desks located near the windows. Pulling out his new phone, which he had gotten because his old phone had become outdated... and when I say outdated, I mean it was really outdated. It was a Sony Ericsson candy bar slide phone that didn't allow him access to the Internet. It was as basic of a phone as basic could be. Dialing his old number, his old cellphone's ringtone that was part of the set of ringtones that came with the phone would suddenly go off, hopefully drawing all the toughs over to the windows and distracting their attention long enough for Kazuki to get into a crouching position, unlock the door, slip out into the hallway, and close the door behind him quietly. If he managed to get out of the classroom, he'd begin to quietly make his way down the hallway, making sure to stay hidden in the shadows and ducking behind garbage cans if he heard any footsteps coming his way, gradually making his way towards the PA room, which the guy behind this entire thing may or may not be. Now you're probably wondering why Kazuki even had his phone with him in the first place. Simple, that was because he had been planning to donate his old phone to the Recycle Your Old Cellphone program after school, but he wasn't too worried about his old phone, since everything on the cellphone had been wiped from the SIM card, and his new cellphone number would come up as an unknown number on the screen. This whole situation the school ended up in was a pain...
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Post by Alek on Sept 14, 2012 3:43:41 GMT -6
Azura, once again, makes short work of her opponent, to the chorus of the screams of her fellow classmates, taking bullet wounds to the chest, shoulders, and some even to the head.
"You know, the standard Glock 17 is so named for the amount of bullets it holds in the magazine," Alek's voice wafts in from the PA once again. "I see you took about... two shots?" the voice breaks for a moment to chuckle. "I hope you don't mind the ten or so fatalities you caused from that little display. I know I thoroughly enjoyed them!"
At her words, picked up by the microphones on the camera, Alek cannot help but laugh yet again. "What? And miss watching you slaughter all those poor guys? Not in a million years, dear sister. Some angel you turned out to be."
She managed to leave the room, out into the hallway. The closest place to her would be Legion's classroom, down the hall and to the left!!
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Speaking of Legion, his trick to form a shadow sword worked wonders, stabbing through the boy, ensuring his death, and into the man as well, dealing enough damage to keep him from hurting anybody else, anymore. However, the shadow-wielding warrior would not be able to fully move out of the way of the club. It's owner, watching his mark, was able to redirect the attack as Legion moved, striking the club down onto his shoulder instead.
"I can't believe how many students you students are killing out there. Do you all really hate your fellow classmates that much? No, don't tell me: I just bring out the best in you, don't I?" Another cackle emanates through the PA.
Legion's attackers had started to form up again. As he pushed forward into the group of two, the group of three had maneuvered around the desk and behind him. One threw himself at the man's legs, attempting to tackle him to the ground, while the others stood by to beat the crap out of him with blunt instruments should he succeed.
If not? Well, they were still standing by with blunt instruments to beat the crap out of him, regardless.
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Alek wasn't able to see what was going on outside of the school, unfortunately. He would have loved to watch as the first man, heedless of the danger, lunged at Aryanna, getting fried from the inside out for his efforts. This, of course, caused the others to back off, staying a safe distance from the arcing electricity surrounding her.
"She can't take us all down!" one wisely, or perhaps foolishly, suggested.
"Come on, lady, the boss-guy just wants to say hi." Another brought up.
For the time, they simply stood in a stand-off, waiting to see what she would do.
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Cael's telegraphed feint, once again, failed to impress or intimidate the trained fighter he was facing, who knew better than to think a boy pushed up against a wall would have any leverage to throw any kind of decent punch. As the knee came up, the man could feel the shift in motion, as humans react to touch faster than to sight, and twisted his hips to take the strike on the inside of the thigh instead. All the same, he bowed over, as if taking the hit, wheezing out in fake pain, before slamming his shoulder into Cael's midsection, slamming him into the tile once again, picking him up by the legs, turning, and throwing him down, head-first, into the nearest sink.
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Carmine nodded to his employer and ran off to secure her family. Meanwhile, Kevala managed to make it more or less undisturbed to the PA Room, which was closer to her office than anywhere else, after all. As the door opened, she would see no one in the room. However, the PA system appeared to be tampered with.
On the table was a little note: "I figured you would come looking for me here, first. Try again, maybe?
PS- Install a camera in your office, you're the only one worth peeping on in this whole building."
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Kazuki's plan was masterful and clever, up to and including creating a school program for the purposes of having an extra cellphone. However, he neglected to realize two important details: One, that the screaming, crying and commotion in the room, mixed with the sounds of everyone's cell phones going off as those lucky survivors of other rooms began calling their friends to see if they had made it out, meant his phone went completely unnoticed, and two, that he was being watched by someone who was specifically on the lookout for anomalies who were trying to sneak out without being noticed.
"For fuck's sake, you guys are retarded. That little Japanese boy has been slinking along the floor pretending to be hurt for at least ten minutes, would you find out what he's hiding already?"
Before Kazuki could even put his cellphone back in his pocket, he would be assaulted by a bevy of feet, stomping him down into the ground.
"I swear, this is what happens when you buy all your thugs at Costco. But they came at such a deal!"
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"That's right, we have a severe situation on our hands," the man said into his cellphone, ducking a club and sending an elbow deep into a thug's gut. "No, I don't care who's on vacation or not, call them all in, right fucking now, you hear me?!" He lifted from his crouching position with a rising uppercut to the same thug's throat, collapsing his trachea with a single blow.
Richard Monaghan hung up his cell phone and turned to face the next thug, eyebrow lifting over his mirrored shades as he slowly pulled them from his face. "Don't fuck with me, high-speed, let's see what you've got."
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Post by Azura on Sept 14, 2012 5:39:35 GMT -6
Azura looked toward the camera which was hidden in the room, hazel eyes narrowing as she shook her head slightly. She knew that student's were dying around her, but she also knew that most of this school had been judged guilty by her previously. Therefore, their fate was something that had been eventual, the only difference being that she had not been the one to have to carry out this act upon them. If anything, Alek had spared her guilt she would have likely harmed herself over later.
"Fallen angel brother. Fallen...." She did not comment upon his words regarding the students, because she had more important things to deal with than get into a moral discussion with her estranged brother. No, she had to get to Legion...a sharp hiss given as a sudden pain would invade her shoulder, causing her hand to move there, rubbing it slightly as she took off out of the classroom and into the hall.
She didn't stop to look around, just shot off toward the classroom she knew him to be in. Her foot coming up to slam into the door, shattering it from its hinges and leaving her with full access to the class. It took but a moment to assess the situation, noting a group of two in front of him and a group of three behind...one of which was going after him. So that was the group she chose to take on first...moving forward at full speed, and snatching up the one who went for Legion's legs...grabbing him about the collar and throwing him full force into the other members of his group.
Allowing but a second for them to collide before she would be upon them....Her palm shooting out and slamming into one's nose, aiming to ram the cartilage into his brain, though probably causing much more damage than that, seeing as how she was not even trying to hold back. The second one would be grabbed up by the head, and a quick jerk of her wrist would snap his neck, before she would move to grab the final one by the back of the head and slam him face first into the wall, repeatedly, until he ceased to move...ceased to breath.
Her pale flesh dripping in blood, her breath just a tad bit heavy and her heart racing. No time to stop and think of the guilt she may nor may not feel later, not when she had to make sure he was okay before she went to try and find Alek. Her attention shifting back toward the rest of the men in the room, tongue slowly tracing over her lips...ignoring the blood that had splattered there....In fact, not really aware of the blood which coated not only her flesh, but her clothing as well. Those fiery red locks spilling down into her face, blood continuing to seep from the bullet wounds she had suffered.
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Ryu Hikari
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That's that.
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Post by Ryu Hikari on Sept 14, 2012 11:25:37 GMT -6
A barrage of feet raining down upon him, to stomp him into the floor? I don't think so. Activating his Qi, and engulfing his arms and legs in flames after shoving his cellphone back into his pocket, with both arms behind him, Kazuki would roll up against the door, his flame engulfed arms hopefully burning a hole through the door and allowing him to get out of the classroom through the hole made and avoid the bevy of feet stomps.
If he managed to get out, he'd quickly climb to his feet and take off down the hallway, heading towards the main generator room... if this school even had one, that is. If he did not manage to get out, he certainly wasn't going to let his face get stomped in, and the feet raining down upon him would find that not only were the bottoms of their shoes getting melted, but that their feet were also on fire... which hopefully served for enough of a distraction that he could get out of the classroom either way.
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Kazuki's Stats:
Strength: 25 Dexterity: 20 Constitution: 15 Intelligence: 17 Wisdom: 15 Charisma: 20 (-5 for Activation) = 15)
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Post by Kevala Katashi on Sept 14, 2012 16:27:59 GMT -6
Ugh....an irritated little groan escaping her as she ran her fingers through her hair and moved to pluck up the note that had been left behind for her. A little sigh given as she would move toward the PA system which had been tampered with, looking it over before grabbing hold of the main power component and slamming it into the ground. Yeah, price to be paid for making her have to keep looking, though she was sure he would understand.
A little flick of her wrist, tossing the letter to the side before she would make the move toward the door once more, looking at her two little security hounds and motioning back into the PA room. "You...finish destroying everything in there." Eyes turning toward the other male. "You...come with me. Seems we need to head to the security room." Her hand moving to her temple, irritation showing as she slipped around him and headed off in that direction...that being, after all, where the monitors for the cameras were.
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Legion
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Post by Legion on Sept 14, 2012 16:38:43 GMT -6
As soon as Legion shoved that sword into the man, and saw that it had it's intended effect, he'd disperse the sword, finding that to be easier and more efficient then actually pulling the thing out. Besides, if he wanted to use it again he could reform it immediately anyway. As he was pushing forward though he would avoid getting struck in the head, only to get hit down on the shoulder. Growling at the blow he didn't have much choice but to move forward. To do what he could to break out of the circle that was forming. Even though he was bleeding from the bullet wounds in his shoulder and leg, he had no choice but to ignore them for now. He'd deal with them later.
Listening to the announcement on the PA he'd grin. Legion had to admit, if the guy on the PA weren't trying to kill him, they might actually get along royally. Then again perhaps it was just the fact that he wasn't actually discouraging murder, but rather encouraging it. That at least winning a few points in his book.
Still in the circle after his push Legion would frown pensively, deciding what action to take before they decided to charge. Noticing that that was exactly what one of them was about to do. He prepared himself to deal with that, knowing that the others would be coming not long after. Although as the man started to move and dive towards him Legion felt Azura coming his way with lightning speed, hearing that door tossed from it's hinges and almost immediately afterwards tossing the man. A smirk forming Legion wouldn't waist any time picking up the club of the downed man looking to take this opportunity to hopefully capitalize on the other men's surprise as Azura was no doubt viciously dealing with the others.
That club in his hand Legion would quickly move towards the man to his left, his goal to create a line, to only deal with one man at a time. Hoping to take him off guard of the new arrival he'd swing his club down and to the left, aiming to hit the guy where his neck connected with this shoulder. After he swung he'd take another step to his left, sidestepping before pivoting to his right, so his right foot was his lead, and so that if the guy he swung at was still standing they'd be in a line. And if he was still standing Legion would waist no time in taking a swing with his club, horizontally across the guy's body, swinging to the right, aiming to hit the guy in the chest.
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Aryanna Katashi
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Post by Aryanna Katashi on Sept 14, 2012 20:50:32 GMT -6
Ary didn't even have to do anything, just stand there and look pretty...and some idiot ran into her and proceeded to fry himself into oblivion. It was actually kind of funny, but she only managed to giggle once before her mood was pushed from bad to worse by the guys that were talking. "Your boss can ask nicely himself! I am not dog that you can call and I come running!" She hissed, not particularly liking being referred to as "lady" either.
Watching as the men started to back off, she would take a step back toward the wall, looking for one of the water faucets that ran along the walls of the school, the ones the gardeners used when taking care of the lawn and trees and stuff. Yep, if she could find some water, she could make this whole thing a lot easier....well...on herself. They probably wouldn't like it too much,but she really didn't care.
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Post by Cael Seran on Sept 16, 2012 17:48:58 GMT -6
Oh shiiiit!
Cael would bring his hands back trying to cup as much of his head as he could possibly manage focusing intently on the squishy bits because porcelin sinks hurt like a bitch. CRUNCH! The tile and metal bits of the sink shattering on contact and leaving Cael sprawled out momentarily on the floor looking up with a bit of a bleary faded look on his face.
Cocking his skull back the boy would go limp looking up with a semi-conscious look on his face as though he was fading in and out of it. HE didn't want to play weak by any means but there were bigger fish to fry than this buffoon. Cocking his right leg back he'd loop his left around the guy's ankle to hold him stationary before dropping the flat of his right foot into the ankle. The strike, an attempt to break his ankle and drop him down to Cael's level. Upon which strike whether it succeeded or not, Cael's hands pulling at the skull where it'd protectively siezed would pull himself to a sit before firing his right fist into the guy's face if her were dropped and if not back into his groin.
Yup low blows.
Strength: 30 Dexterity: 20 Constitution: 15 (+11) Intelligence: 20 Wisdom: 15 (+9) Charisma: 11
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Post by Alek on Sept 17, 2012 12:19:25 GMT -6
The whirling dervish of death that was Azura broke into Legion's classroom, delivering violence en masse to the group of men within. Legion capitalized on the onslaught, giving two hard club strikes to the man in front of him.
"Look at the two of you, killing so gleefully. It's so delightful to watch!"
Before long, there was only one tough left in the room, and between the two of 'em, he wasn't exactly long for this world. He stared at the two, then up at the PA speaker, then at the camera. Alek emitted a very loud, very audible sigh.
"No, no, go ahead and run if you like. But I'll bet that angel girl runs faster!"
Deciding to take his chances, the man backed up, and then sprinted out of the room. Azura and Legion stood alone in the classroom, amidst a few broken bodies and a lot of scared students. Of course, while most of the other students in the other classrooms were scared of the toughs, these students seemed to be distinctly scared of the young man and woman in the room left standing.
"Look how hated and feared our heroes are! How tragic! How fitting." Alek groans. "Just remember, Azura, Father wants you back. Don't make me come take care of that myself."
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Kazuki's arms and legs lit entirely on fire as he activated his Qi, but as he pressed himself against the door to get out, a heavy boot slammed directly into his face, and more into his torso and abdomen. His plan worked, burning a hole through the door and falling into it, but he was left severely dazed and unable to react from the foot to the face. In the time it would take for him to get his wits back about him, the men had unlocked the door and moved outside as well, continuing their assault, making sure to kick where the fire wasn't, like his head.
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As Kevala grabbed the power cord, Alek's voice flared to life over the speaker system. "Hey, c'mon, don't touch that, you'll just ruin everyt-" his voice cuts out as she yanks the power from the PA system, silencing him, much to his dismay.
Her guards give her a funny look, not entirely sure why she suddenly feels the need to destroy her own school's PA system, but she's the boss, so the one got to work, trashing the computers and tearing the cables out of the audio management devices. The other followed her towards the security room, where they would see two men standing guard, arms crossed over their chests, daring anyone to try and enter.
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Cael's added endurance from his Qi saved him from any glaring injuries as he slammed into the sink, porcelain exploding as water started spraying everywhere. The man, satisfied with his work, began to dust his hands off, when Cael struck, snapping the man's ankle with relative ease and causing him to drop to the floor. Cael lifted up and popped the man once in the nose, and once in the cock, for good measure. Not knowing what hurt more, his face, his nose or his ankle, the man moaned and groaned, laying back and howling in triple pain.
Cael could get back to his feet, but that blow to the head definitely was affecting him more than he let on. He would stumble a bit, dazed but not out, not just yet.
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Aryanna found a spigot, but there didn't seem to be a hose anywhere directly nearby. However, one of the men noticed her movements, and his face grew rather concerned as he put two and two together quickly enough. "Don't try anything funny now, you're like... the only person so far the boss has seemed to want unharmed... I wouldn't wanna have to hurt you or anything, he'd be real mad..."
The man was distracted by the sounds of screeching tires. Multiple white vans began to pull up to the school, MonoGuard Security Solutions displayed prominently on the side. From the back, large men in suits began to spill out, brandishing expandable batons and heavy-duty tasers. The men surrounding Aryanna begin to break formation, turning to this new threat to engage them in combat. Their leader, though, the one talking to her, takes this opportunity to attack, whipping his own baton at her head full-force.
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Legion
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Post by Legion on Sept 17, 2012 19:55:02 GMT -6
Legion took care of the one goon, while Azura took care of the others. As hoped he was distracted to whatever brutal punishment Azura was inflicting on the others. He didn’t know what it was, but based on the sounds Legion gave his approval. Although, at the same time, he was slightly disappointed that the other goon seemed hesitant to attack. Hell, they had gone this far, why not a little further? Legion demanded death at this point. That was just who he was. And though the voice on the PA had tried to kill him, he didn’t mind the praise, not in the least.
Almost as disappointed as the voice sounded, Legion frowned as the goon was given permission to run. Coward. Only confident in numbers, that kind of trash made Legion sick. Though that last little comment about Legion’s angel being able to run faster earned the mystery voice a grin. As the goon began to just what he was allowed to Legion mused this thought; flying clubs probably could run faster too.
And with that the club in his hand was sent hurling towards the goon, aimed to hit him between the shoulders, to knock him down, but not quite out. Legion demanded suffering, even if it was brief. So Providing the goon was knocked down, Legion would walk over the man, his back, then a foot pressing his head down into the floor as his final step would find a heavy stomp onto the goon’s hand before Legion turned to crouch giving the goon a sick little grin more at his level. Lingering for a moment before his hands grasped the man’s head, slamming it repeatedly on the floor until he was no more.
Not having been completely oblivious Legion would rise as would ask Azura about what the voice had said, “Who’s this father? And what does he want with you? Perhaps more importantly now, who’s the voice on the PA?”
It was a good a time as any for answers Legion figured. Besides the answers would dictate what they should be doing next, right? Though a tactical advance to the rear was seemed important at this time. At the present they seemed out matched at out gunned, so it wouldn’t be unheard of…
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