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    "And it was not your fault but mine,
    and it was your heart on the line."





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    "Right." Garry murmured, his pale skin flushing slightly red as he snapped the blade shut and put it back. He hadn't meant to react that way - it was more instinct than anything. He felt rather silly now, even if he hadn't actually planned on attacking.





    He shoved his hands back into his pockets, careful to be gentle with the rose, in case he needed to grab something immediately. That, and he was cold. It appeared to be a bit chillier than before, though it may have just been his imagination.




    His gaze kept wandering back to Migi, despite himself. He couldn't help it - the parasite scared him. Its resemblance to the beings in the art museum definitely didn't help ease his mind. He found himself hoping that the two hadn't heard the part about his life being linked to the rose.[/fancypost]
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    [color=white][size=12]"I really f*cked it up this time, didn't I, my dear?"[/size]

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    Hector was in complete 100% agreement with what Variks said. It was kill or be killed in this situation and that didn't bother him in the slightest. The creatures that flew around on bat wings with red skin, lets call them Flame Demons. These Flame Demons didn't like the fact that Variks was aiming his weaponry at the Minotaur who guarded the exit door. They saw this Minotaur as their master in which they should obey and protect at all times. So not only did it set them off when he was targeted, but the loud growling noise that came from the Minotaur's throat shook the ground a bit and was a sort of attack command. There was a whole hoard of them, the numbers going up to at least 20 in this pack of Flame Demons. At least 7 instantly made their way for Variks. A few (3) dove at him from above, black talons out stretched and ready to rack at his armor or skin. If they could, they were going to attempt to grab his shoulders and lift him in the air if he wasn't too heavy. They wouldn't know this until they attempted to grab them though. 2 of the remaining 4 that charged for him landed on the ground and headed towards him on foot with their black hand talons ready to attack. But at the same time their mouths started to glow, as if charging up and internal flame to burst at them in near range. While the last 2 stayed farther back, charging up their fire breath to attack from a far. 7 then made their way over to both Hector and C-ta at the same time. The rest of the 20 stayed farther back near the mountain. This was to either help the Minotaur fight when it got to that point or prevent them from even climbing the mountain. Hector quick stepped to the side, this step basically being a quick side roll where he tucked his weapon under him then sprang up onto his feet after he completed the move. He found that he could do this rather quickly and was helpful when dodging attacks. The attack formation was similar, or exactly the same, as the one that was perusing Variks. Luckily all of them seemed intent on attacking from the front and rather not the behind. Hector stood directly in front of C-ta to take the attacks himself. When the two that were advancing forward on foot got close enough, he swung Death's Scythe across with the pointed end striking first. He movements were stable and powerful. It was the most damaging weapon that he had. It's main downfall was it's speed, since it was a two handed axe and heavier than most Hector would need more power to swing it - making it naturally slower. Usually enemies fall back enough each hit he can preform a chain attack, but afterwards he would need to stop the momentum of the weapon so that it wouldn't go out of control. This would leave him open unfortunately. His first swing did knock them back, giving him enough time to chain again with a similar attack that only swung in the opposite direction. These creatures wouldn't go down easily though and would take more than that. He tried to not move forward too much as to move away from C-ta but he couldn't do much about it as he had to advance on them when they fell back. He attempted to do a downward strike to the one on the left, raising it above his head and hitting the one on the left. The one on the right then had an open spot on Hector and used his long black claws to slice into his side. He had armor under the cloths that he wore, so he didn't take as much damage as he usually would but no doubt did take some. He grunted in response to this, but continued on as he always did. As he was focused on deteriorating these two enemies he didn't notice the other two that had gone airborne. They were trying to attack C-ta in a way that was similar to Variks. When they got right above him, their black talons spread out menacingly and they starting diving towards the boy. Their goal was to hopefully grab him by the shoulders and lift him in the air as well - they just hoped that they wouldn't miss.


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    "And it was not your fault but mine,
    and it was your heart on the line."





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    C-ta looked up, green eyes stretched wide as he spotted the two Flame Demons attempting to divebomb him. "Sh.t!" He cried out, dodging sideways as he tried to avoid the pair. For the most part, he managed to avoid them, though his right shoulder was caught by the outstretched claws. He gritted his teeth at the sudden pain - the wound, though he didn't have much of a chance to look at it, was long and thin, fairly deep. Blood was already soaking through his uniform, staining it red.





    He glanced at Hector and Variks to see if they could help, but both were preoccupied. He clutched at his shoulder with his left hand, slashing at the nearest bird-like being with his wounded arm. He focused on the rapid movements, aiming for the neck. It hurt, but he'd be a lot clumsier with his left.[/fancypost]
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    [color=white][size=12]"I really f*cked it up this time, didn't I, my dear?"[/size]

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    The post was edited 1 time, last by so many feels ().

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    OOC: Again, my apologies for not replying sooner! If there is anything wrong with this post, I will most definitely edit, or re-do.



    I stood silently, waiting upon Isaac's response. He seemed to be in deep thought. His gestures, posture, and the narrowness of his eyes - showed this much. I wasn't sure if he was thinking of how to help me, or something....different. Perhaps a plan to prevent bad happenings future's time. Whatever he was thinking, he was putting rather deep thought into it. Still not hearing a reply, I continued to stay silent, before slowly beginning to speak upon a bit of hesitation. "Isaac, why don't I-" suddenly my sentence was cut, as a loud clattering noise echoed throughout the Maze like area. Flinching slightly, I grunted in surprise, watching the young man throw his weapon to the side. Or apparently as he called it, the 'Chauve-souris'. The material it was created out of, clapped across the ground; sounding louder than what was expected. Perhaps he was just trying to show his give in peace, but it didn't seem that way to me.



    Even with all of this, I; the Princess of Ylisse, kept my ground - trying to not think that much into it. Continuing to keep my rather pale fingers gripped around the rim of my collar like material. I gazed upon Isaac, as he began to approach - closer. Is he even listening to me properly?! I stayed silent as all of this began to fold in front of me. Expecting him to stop at a certain point, I continuously observed Isaac's actions. However, he didn't halt. He continued to walk close to me.......very close. I narrowed my eyes ever so slightly, almost as if I were focusing my vision and thoughts upon him, as he bent slightly down to my level. His breath could be felt on my neck ever so slightly as he did this. My navy shaded eyes came out from upon being narrowed slightly; rather, they widened a bit in confusion and slight curiosity. As he began to run his thumb across the cut, I simply stood, biting my lip ever so slightly - to keep myself from possibly yelling or scolding him. I knew he was just trying to help, and this was the only chance I had to become healed. There wasn't a chance to turn back, now.



    "I-I see." I spoke calmly in response to Isaac's information upon the appearance of the cut. From what he had informed me, it sounded as though it could have resulted - very badly. I was very lucky, and I knew that. To not only be alive, but to have someone who would take the time to answer my questions and concerns - even if we had just recently met. This showed not only respect, but kindness as well. I let my expression go blank for a moment, as I watched Isaac snap his fingers in response to all of this. He suddenly called out this name.....but a different one from before. Another demon, perhaps? I thought, letting my eyes flicker behind me slightly; before returning my attention fully on Isaac. It seemed as though he were to be talking to himself; which made me honestly doubt asking for helping in the first place - but I had decided to stay.



    "P-pardon? I don't believe I am understanding," I begin, now giving a rather confused expression plastered upon my face. "Esmeralda...?" I added, before listening to Isaac's words of information. He explained about why he was doing such things; and how this 'Esmeralda' could be of assistance. Apparently a 'fairy-type'. Whatever in god's name that is. Though that would be nice, I didn't want to go THAT far! "N-no, it's fine, Isaac! I just need something small and simple to perhaps heal the wound. Even if it takes a good period of time." I told him, making sure to keep my tone of voice; reasonable. I didn't want the other's over-hearing, on accident, or on purpose.



    I stayed silent; as I awaited a reply from the male. A sarcastic, or even kind one - at that. He was a very confusing person, who even seemed to have another side to him. His attitude became serious, instead of that....odd smile he always had on. Perhaps it was like Henry. An act, to hide his real feelings. Soon watching Isaac, I realized that he reached into one of his leather Boot's - almost as if it were an itch of some sort; that was irritating him. But I was wrong. It wasn't that at all! Rather, he pulled out an object. A bottle looking-object to be more precise. As he turned it, it was more obvious that It contained some form of liquid. What it does, I wouldn't know- and nor did he tell me. I would have to assume it was a healing-medicine of some sort, since he said that it would apparently 'help' me. Even so, I couldn't help feel the littlest of fear and worry as well.



    "What.....is it?" I questioned as I peered at the Bottle, before watching Isaac take off his Glove, and throw it to the side. For this reason, it was quite obvious - so I had no double thoughts about that. But why was he being so abnormally kind to me? I was prepared to justify my part of the story about this whole situation and everything. He was just so.....willingly helpful. Was it possible that he had a heart after all? To care for others? Or just for her?
    I backed up a bit, before taking a silent; deep breath. I let my pair of eyes flicker down to Isaac's compelling ones, and with a slight nod - I then prepared for any stinging pain I felt in her neck. Although I had a bad feeling about this, I couldn't just drop everything now! I asked him for a reason. I needed his assistence, as much as I hated to admit it. Without any other choice, I closed one eye lightly, as I let Isaac apply the liquid to the gash. Wincing with slight pain, I tightened my grasp ever so slightly upon the fabric of the Collar. Luckily however, the stinging pain began to disappear within time - soon leaving my neck slightly numb, in the area the slash consisted on. However, I much preferred that, than pain. With pain, It was fairly difficult to accomplish any type of combat or fighting.




    After a moment, I slowly let the collar fold back up to it's once original position, as I let my hand eventually come beside my waist. To be honest, it was a bit awkward after all of this had been dealt with. He helped me, and without force did he do so. "Isaac." I began, letting my navy optics gaze at the male ahead. A small smile formed upon my lips, as I let the cold air hit my rather pale skin. "Thank you, for everything. You have my deepest gratitude. I am in dept to you." I speak to him with a relaxed tone - brushing off any odd thoughts that flooded within. Suddenly however, that smile soon faded when Isaac started to grunt with pain, putting his Hand on his head. "A-are you alright?!" I asked worriedly, before lightly grabbing his hand to focus on any blood markings. I began to turn his Hand to examine as so. He seemed to have said this happened before. But why did she feel as though it didn't? This was soon interrupted, when I heard a voice speaking of my name. Siris..?



    "My apologies! We are returning, shortly!" I call back to the group, hoping they could hear me. I let Isaac's hand drop, before narrowing my eyes in ever so slight determination. Even with him assisting me of help with my wound, I couldn't help but feel as if he was trying to conceal a secret. "We shall speak of this later."[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#d8d8d8; border: none; width: 454px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 13px; text-align: center; color: #1c1c1c]#lucinacomehither / "Hope will never die!" / advanced roleplayer[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    Some of C-ta's slashes to the neck were very well aimed and were able to hit both of his attackers at least twice. They let out long cries of pain from being hit at the vital point but they wouldn't give up. Hearing his cry of surprise Hector turned around to see what had happened, this was an unfortunate mistake for him. As he was distracted one of the Flame Demons used its outstretched paw to slice across his back, causing three large gashes to appear. Grunting in pain he managed to only stumble forward a little bit. "Hollie, return! Gaias, appear!" he called, his words quickly smashed together and they were hard to understand. This split second of shouting was filled with a sense of urgency though, as the transaction took place and the magma like creature appeared. His duty was apparent with a single point of a finger. Gaias ran over to where C-ta was on the ground. One was in mid attack, or at least about too as it was moving forward. But such an action was quickly intercepted with Gaias using his brute force to smash his large ball-like fist into the stomach of the creature. It flew back a long ways from the impact and fell to the ground with a loud thud, skidding across it with a painful screeching noise. It's wings stopped fluttering and it lay still for a moment, before black cloud or shadow like objects spilled out of the ground and enveloped the Flame Demon, seemingly pulling him back down with it. Gaias was quick to finish off the other one as well with a similar attack. He wouldn't have been able to do this though if C-ta hadn't slashed their throats in the first place. They were most weakened by this. Gaias turned to C-ta and made and upwards motion with his large hands, as if gesturing for him to get up very quickly. Hector made a final side ways slash across the two Flame Demons and they dropped to the ground as well. Their death was the same as the other two, and Hector has successfully beat them. But not without being damaged quite a bit. Fighting was more difficult when you were looking out for others, but he wouldn't even admit this to himself let alone anyone else. The two demons that had picked Variks up were in for a quick death. As one was shot and the other stabbed they took much damage from this and weren't very strong from that point on. After he started shooting and bashing in a seemingly random pattern they were unfortunate enough to get in his line of fire, and die instantly from one. There were two other immediate threats left though, and one was daring enough to approach him quickly but closely and aimed to shoot one of it's fire balls at his face. The other attempted to go low and strike his legs with the gleaming claws. Though Hector had a big wound in his bag and a good one in his side, he still seemed standing and ready to take on more. He looked around him to see if there were anymore immediate threats, besides the ones shooting fireballs from afar. He saw that two were attacking Variks. He was pretty sure that he could handle himself but one could never know. Just in case, Hector started running over to Variks to assist if needed. He wasn't too concerned about C-ta, since he had sent Gaias after him to protect him. He had faith that his fighting-type would keep much harm from happening to him. Though he hadn't known these people for long he still didn't want to feel responsible for their lives being ripped away from them. He had... too much experience with that in the past already.


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    Isaac's eyes slowly trailed down to his hand as Lucina was quick to grab it and examine it, as if she were looking for a wound on his hand. He stared at this for a few moments, honestly surprised by her quick reaction and what seemed to be genuine concern for his condition. He had a flash back that happened for only a single moment, but it looked like this, and was as simple as this. Him as a small kid, running around until he tripped and fell on the ground. A girl with blonde hair and a pink dress kneeling next to him and asking the same exact question. Julia, his sister to be exact. That was something that he noticed about Lucina at that moment, that she reminded him a lot of Julia. She was very willing to help others but never wanted to get in the way or become a problem as she would say it. He closed his eyes and sighed, once again needing to shove such memories out of his head. Why was it just recently he started thinking of her again? He rarely did that anyway. He shook his head more roughly this time as if to dismiss the thought forever. "Yes, I'm fine, it's just a momentary thing." He replied in her question, but his tone came off as distant like he wasn't entirely focused on the situation at hand. He couldn't help but think back for a moment to the way that Lucina acted when he had helped her with her wound. His actions made her... uncomfortable, it seemed in the least. He could only guess this from the stiff way that she stood and the stuttering that emitted from her words. This truly confused him inside though, as he found nothing awkward about it. Any normal person would, but Isaac wasn't a normal person. He had grown up in an environment that any emotion besides bloodlust or anything ranging from it was unacceptable. So when he did such a thing, it seemed wrong yes, but in a different aspect. Isaac when he was younger had to constantly go out on the battle field and do things with strangers that he would do with people that he knew well. Heal, fight, defend, or kill. He had gotten to a point where such social interactions didn't faze him, a point where he didn't even feel much of any reaction to it. He decided to shrug it off in the end, as much as he could anyway. In the end she still was thankful as she expressed with even a smile, which he hadn't seen during the whole healing process. He knew how deceiving external expression of emotions could be, though, as he meddled with such things himself currently. But he hoped that maybe he had actually been successful in his mental trickery. As he was much more skilled in physical trickery. Admittedly though he wasn't entirely sure what he wanted from Lucina. Information was the first part but she might not have anything worth stealing. And for now he didn't have any reason to end her life. He was hoping that their private talk would lead to more revealing of personal information but that didn't seem to be the outcome. He knew more about Siris and his abilities, with the sword at least. He'd be more of a reasonable target besides how armored and protective he was. If he just didn't do anything suspicious for a while. Yes, that should be the target that he focus' on, not Lucina. Or was that just an.... excuse? No, no, no. He was quick to dismiss that too just in case that thing came back in his head. He just needed an objective to attack her, and he just didn't have one right now. Though once again many thoughts ran through this single mans head, it only appeared to be a few seconds in reality. The mind can think and process faster than one thinks. So only a slight pause after him explaining that he was fine, came the call from Siris that said both of their names. He raised his head slightly as if to see if he were to say anything else, but he just probed them to keep moving. He turned back to look at Lucina as she spoke her final sentence, his Amber eyes locking with her Navy Blue ones. "Indeed." he responded in agreement with a small nod. Then grabbing his Chauve-Souris by the handle he lifted it off the ground so that it didn't drag when he walked. He instead swung it around so that the staff part rested upon his shoulders. The engraving of a skull that was at the base of the prongs had some diamond eyes, that gleamed for a single moment. He made his way around the corner once again - being careful to not accidentally smack anyone with it - then made his way back over to the group. He felt a twinge of disappointment in him as he saw that Siris had put his helmet back on. What a shame, he had actually exposed a vital point for a little while. There was a possibility though that he could coax the man into taking it off again. Then if he were able to do that, he could summon Abel and have him attack his head. With that distraction he could then swipe his sword from it's holster before he unsheathed it. If he did manage to unsheathe it, Abel could just grab it from that point. That was a very good plan, he thought, it seemed to make perfect sense from the way that the man worked from what he had seen. The problem was... when would he execute it? Finally making it back over to them, his demeanor from how he was talking to Lucina completely shifted back to how he was before. He threw his arms out to the sides, that specialty grin of his crawling up his face again. "Sorry 'bout that. Well!" he let his hands fall and clap a single on onto Siris' heavily armored shoulder. "I suggest we head in the direction of that door thing I saw, what do you think?" he suggested, first looking to the rest of the group then his eyes stopping on Siris. With the pointer finger on his right hand he tapped the side of the man's helmet. "Doesn't it get stuffy in there?" he questioned innocently, before taking his hand off of his shoulder and leaning against the wall on the opposing side. That was all he said, and looked back at the group again fro a response. It was just a little kick start thing. Maybe he could even force his helmet off at one point...? He couldn't help it, but for a single moment he glanced back over his shoulder at Lucina then back to everyone else.


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=translucent; borderwidth=0px; color:teal; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 20px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;][shadow=black,right]"It is time, for my reawakening..."[/shadow][/fancypost]

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    Seeing Isaac return, I'm finally relived that we can start moving. Feeling his hand against my shoulder, and hearing his suggestion, and I spoke, "Yeah.... Right, let's head to that door, it might be our way out of here," I say, pushing his hand off my shoulder. "Stuffy? Somewhat, you get used to it, and I'd rather be in humid armor than no protection," I reply.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; background: url(http://vignette2.wikia.nocooki…s.png/revision/latest?cb=<a href="tel:20121011213437">20121011213437</a>);border: 5px groove blue; width:150px; height:190px]
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=translucent; borderwidth=0px; width:150px; color:teal; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 30px; margin-top: -10px; text-align: center;][shadow=black,right]Siris[/shadow][/fancypost]

    [size=4pt]#krod[/size]

  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=grey; borderwidth=6px; border-top: 15px grey solid; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/klb09FH.jpg); background-position: center; height: 160px; width: 268px;][fancypost bgcolor=grey; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: 21px; width: 268px; overflow: auto; color: #1d0031; font-size: 7pt; font-family: georgia; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -19px; opacity: 1.0;] And maybe I always liked living in chaos[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=grey; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: 20px; width: 280px; color: #1d0031; font-size: 6pt; font-family: verdana; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 6px; margin-top: -6px;]All shall burn before me![/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=#8A3939; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 296px; height: 180px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 32px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; color: #1d0031; text-transform: normal; line-height: 11px;]"Hector! Help other human, needs it more than me..." Variks orders, bashing another head of a Flame Demon, the cracking of a skull being heard by Variks. Suddenly, feeling a a stinging pain Variks spin around to see a Flame Demon flying away, as it had dug it's talons into his shoulder, and now Ether was flying out. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=grey; borderwidth=0px; height: 5px; width: 280px; font-size: 9px; font-family: georgia; color: #1d0031; text-align: right; line-height: 5px;] #near hidden scroll[/fancypost]

  • Migi's eye stalk rounded to Isaac and two blade-like whips spawned out the side of Migi's "head" or Shinichi's transformed hand and arm.
    "Migi." Shinichi said.
    "He's not here to kill us." He continued, Migi grew another eye that turned around to face him.
    "I do not trust him, but for now I will follow your judgement." The blades shrank back into Shnichi's almost none-existant hand. By now it had turned into Migi's head. The numbness was much more apparent, mostly due to the fact that he hadn't had his hand and arm transformed in several months.

  • [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; background:url(http://i26.tinypic.com/2mfhqmf.gif); overflow: auto; width: 100px; height: 275px;] [size=20pt]so many feels --[/size]
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    "And it was not your fault but mine,
    and it was your heart on the line."





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    [size=7pt]IC:
    Garry still wasn't entirely sure that he was making the right choice by leaving this place, but after a moment of hesitation, he nodded. "Let's go." He glanced at Migi nervously as the whips came out, edging away slightly. Even if the parasite meant no harm at the moment...





    ~




    C-ta scrambled to his feet, using his good arm to brush dust off of himself before looking up at the circling beings. Most of them were a little too far away for him to be able to do any damage. He could always try to hurl his knife at one, but in this situation, that wouldn't exactly be the best idea.




    He glanced at Gaias, moving towards Hector and Variks. Variks had a nasty slash wound in his shoulder, and some kind of gas was flying out - the same stuff he had seen come from Skolas. He ran at the beast attacking the four-armed alien, aiming to stab into the chest like he had seen the others do. That seemed to be the most effective method of attack, other than blasting them to pieces.[/fancypost]
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    [size=7pt]OOC:
    TEXT HERE LOSER[/fancypost]


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    [color=white][size=12]"I really f*cked it up this time, didn't I, my dear?"[/size]

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    [align=center][color=white][size=6pt]©ghostieglxx[/size]

  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#086A87; border: none; width: 500px; min-height: 300px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#e6e6e6; border: 2px solid #d8d8d8; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 450px; min-height: 300px; padding: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #d8d8d8; width: 450px; height: 75px; padding: 0px; padding-top: 75px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/fh5H5pS.jpg); margin-bottom: 10px][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 450px; height: 50px; padding: 0px; font-family: garamond; color: #1c1c1c; font-size: 35px; line-height: 45px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 2px]Lucina
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 450px; height: 0px; padding: 0px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 13px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: normal; margin-top: -11px]“I choose to fight as Lucina now. The name that reminds me of the strength in the man and woman who chose it.” [/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 450px; height: 2px; padding: 0px;][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #1c1c1c; text-transform: normal]
    I continued to keep my gaze upon Isaac, before parting my lips to speak in reply, to this 'momentary thing'. "I-I see. Well, if it ever get's worse, feel free to let me know. Even if I can't help you, it.....it would be best for me to be aware. The other's may be able to be of assistance, as well. You aren't alone in this, rather, you have comrade's to assist you." I inform him, leaving a pause. "That's.....that's something I had to learn." I finally add, letting my eyes flicker down to the floor. This only happened for a moment however, as I returned my attention fully on Isaac - making sure to now keep my hands away from his. I didn't wish to make him uncomfortable - and make the situation awkward......more awkward than it already was. "B-but never mind about that! We should probably return back to Siri's, and the other's. I'm sure they're beginning to think...oddly about this situation," I tell the ginger-haired male, watching him gather his belongings; which he consisted much of.



    Soon, we had turned the corner, and had begun to walk back. The heels of my boots clicking against the ground ever so slightly as I did so. Keeping my attention ahead, I continued to walk - as many questions and concerns needed to be answered and asked. I let my eyes narrow ever so slightly, almost as if I were completely focused on my thoughts, and what the outcome could be. Isaac helped me very much, and willingly as well. It was best to answer at least a couple of questions he had for me, correct? The one's about my troubling past, and brand in my eye. But if he wasn't who he turned out to be, then I would have fallen for everything. His kindness, helpfulness, odd smiles, and laughter. Ugh, I don't have time for this! Perhaps later, when I gather more information on my surroundings - and the people I must team with. They had to know that they all had each other's backs - through the good and bad. It was going to be a bit struggling, but they honestly had no choice. They needed to either find a way out, or find the person or.....thing that made us arrive here in the first place. That was a tough challenge to begin with, and it would be completed a tad bit easier with a partner alongside.



    My lips quivered slightly for a second, due to confusion on whether or not I should commit my actions, of sharing information about myself. The closer we approached the group, the more worry and curiosity I felt. Was I among danger? Most certainly. But with whom? I suddenly flinched out of my thoughts, as I heard Isaac emit a rather energetic tone. I quickly dismissed any worry, and tried to play it off as best as possible. Instead, I just gave a soft, but slight warm smile, as I looked at Isaac, then ahead at the group that we had finally reached. "My apologies if we made you worry! We're completely fine, and nothing dangerous happened," I spoke, letting them all know of this information, just in case they were possibly wondering. I wouldn't blame them, I would as well! It seemed very odd what they had done, so it was understandable. "S-so...I see nothing has changed since we left." I said, not really speaking to anyone in particular. My irises drifted to Siris, as he began to converse with Isaac. He was tapping his helmet, rather rudely. I personally wouldn't do that, but it didn't seem to bother Siris too much. That was until he pushed Isaac's hand off his Shoulder - almost as if it were dust of a quick chill. He spoke something about 'wearing armor'. But it wasn't any of my business what they were speaking about. If it was, they would have brought me upon the situation in the first place.




    I continued to peer at Siris, before seeing Isaac look back at me. My gaze now meeting his directly. Almost immediately my navy optics widened, and a light rosy shade appeared on upon my cheeks. Was she embarrassed?! But why?!
    Hastily, I turned my gaze towards Garry, almost as if I was once conversing with him, when truthfully I wasn't. My unknown blush soon fading rather fast - within time, and my posture and gestures now relaxed and poised. What was that all about, anyhow? I must of looked so nosey, and disrespectful! But even so, why did he look back at me? Had I troubled him, possibly? Utter of something I shouldn't have? Made him angered with me?



    I miss Robin so.. I thought, letting my eyes show slight worry. Robin and Morgan were yet so far, and I couldn't help but think of them whenever I felt lonely, or cold. I loved them dearly, and I wished nothing more then to be with them, once more. To hear their laughter, and to just hold hands with my Husband - even if it was just for a split moment. Of course I would never speak of these things out loud, but I deeply missed their company. These thoughts were all put to a sudden halt, as I started to hear Isaac and Siris say something about a 'door' to the group. I turn to look at them once more, letting my expression go slightly blank as I did so. "Pardon? Door?" I speak, beginning to look about my surroundings for this 'door' that the two speak of. What it looked like, I wouldn't know - until I would spot it. Even if I didn't see it, we would be led to this apparent 'exit' ahead.[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#d8d8d8; border: none; width: 454px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 13px; text-align: center; color: #1c1c1c]#lucinacomehither / "Hope will never die!" / advanced roleplayer[/fancypost][/fancypost]


  • [fancypost bgcolor=translucent; borderwidth=0px; color:teal; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 20px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;][shadow=black,right]"It is time, for my reawakening..."[/shadow][/fancypost]

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    Looking again at the strange.... thing... that came from Shinichi, I realized it seemed to be inspecting Isaac. Seeing Shinichi order 'Migi' away, I sigh with relief, before realizing it had said that it didn't trust him. That makes two of us.... I thought to myself, looking to Lucina as she returned.




    "Alright, are we all ready? Isaac is going to lead us to this 'door' he found at some other part of this place. Are you even sure you know how to get there again?" I inform the group, directing the last statement towards Isaac. But ever since he had mentioned how stuffy it felt.... I've been noticing... I probably never felt it due to the fact I was more focused on staying alive, but now it seemed I was in good hands, so I took my helmet off again.
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  • Migi's eyestalk turned around to stare at Lucina, unlike the last time though he didn't grow hostile towards the female and instead just turned back to inspect the place.
    "This seems to be a maze. I suggest you allow me to go first as I have the advantage of being able to "look before we leap" as you would put it." He spawned tiny hands to quote the figure of speech.
    "In other words, I am able to look around corners while exposing as little body mass as possible." His hands sank into Shinichis skin and vanished again. Shinichi remained silent as he had little input to provide.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style:; font-size: 14px; color: white; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 10px; letter-spacing: 9px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]"I'd tell you I was okay, but... I don't want to lie to you..."[/fancypost]
    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 150px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8][color=black]Garry glanced at Siris, surprised that the other man had removed his helmet again so soon. Was it because of Isaac? It seemed like the redhead's comment about stuffiness had gotten to him, though he had initially brushed it off. He shrugged, deciding it didn't really matter.


    He shuddered slightly as the parasite waved tiny hands to emphasize its point. "Sounds good to me." He said, pushing down his irrational fear. At the moment, there was no reason to distrust this being, even if it was pretty creepy.


    He blinked, turning his head when he noticed Lucina was looking at him. Her cheeks were tinted red, though it faded fast, replaced by a relaxed and poised appearance. Her eyes held some sort of emotion - worry? - that he was still trying to figure out when she turned away.
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    [font=georgia][size=6pt][color=white](c)[color=black] la bokeh

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    The Flame Demon that Variks had smashed screamed in pain as his skull slowly started to crumble, being brutally slammed into the ground in the process. Not only that but it was quickly finished off by C-ta running up to it and stabbing it in the chest, adding to it's increasing pain and loud anguished noises. It lay on the ground with flailing arms and wings before the blackness overtook it as well and was sucked into the ground. "C-ta has Gaias." Hector responded, his words short and curt as a full explanation would only slow them down in such a battle - even if their enemies were decreasing in numbers ever so slowly. This soon was apparent though as the large Innocent Devil was right behind C-ta as he perused the Flame Demon just a moment ago. He eyed the one that was flying away and took after it as quickly as he could, trying to catch up before it flew too high in the air. His footsteps pounded in his head as he did so but made no noise on the ground. Luckily he was able to make it in time, using his momentum to bend his knees and perpell himself upward towards the beast. Raising his weapon over his head with a grunt he swung it down as hard as he could, leaving a momentary purple trail in it's wake. Death's Scythe slashed harshly through the creatures chest, penetrating it till the back. But no only this, but the shock caused it to forget to flap it's wings and fall quickly to the ground. As Hector fell he got ready for a final hit, using his fall as an advantage. Not only using the Flame Demon as a landing pad, but piercing him one more time before jumping off of him quickly to let the blackness envelope him. He sure didn't want to touch that strange stuff that came out of the ground, unknowing of what it was. If you let one of those Flame Demons loose, it might as well come back and bite you in the rear. This was the reason that he felt it necessary to pursue it though it fled. Hector turned hastily on his heels and made his way back to Variks, even though it looked from where he was that he had finished off his remaining attackers. With the help of C-ta, of course. But as he grew nearer he almost skidded in surprise at the wound that he saw on Variks. Yes, he expected him to be injured as the rest of them, but not having some strange black gas escaping his body. It wasn't anywhere near the crimson color of blood. But maybe it worked similar to the body substance? "Variks what... is that?" he questioned, knowing they were temporarily safe to ask these things as the Minotaur and his few circling Flame Demons were father away at the moment. "Is it deadly? Must you be healed at the moment?" he quickly added on with a sense of urgency. It was spilling out at what seemed to be fast rates, and Hector didn't dare touch it. He really didn't want to use Hollie for healing until the end, because he already knew the kind of damage that a Minotaur that size could cause. But if it was absolutely necessary he could have her create a healing field immediately. Little did Hector know but the stuff that was coming out of his body was called Ether, and he had seen it before. But he was used to seeing it in a solid form rather than a gas one. As well as he had only seen it once, using the raw material to creature the Scythe that he held in his hand currently. The white haired man was so focused on the wounds of his 'team' around him, that he didn't notice the entrance door to the room opening from outside.


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    Isaac studied the way that Siris responded to him closely. He was in agreement with his suggestion but seemed uncomfortable with any sort of 'friendly' action that he tried to place. This, he was fine with as he didn't really like doing it anyway. As he replied to his question about the helmet he gave a tiny nod, hiding his disappointment that he didn't agree and take it off. Well, he knew there had to be other ways as he wasn't giving up anytime soon. But as the atmosphere grew sour for a moment Isaac wasn't hesitant to react to it at all. When Migi summoned whip like blades he swung his Chauve-Souris off of his shoulders in a quick swinging motion and pointed the sharped tips of brown and black metal at the parasite. The two on the sides out of the three were shaped like bat wings, and besides their dark color they gleamed for a single moment to emphasize on their sharpness. When the host, Shinichi, told him to calm down and lower his weapons Isaac did so as well. Propping it up on the ground once more. A lot of them were weary of the Hand-Infecting creature, and though Isaac didn't really care for it, he was used to seeing disgusting and freaky things. His eyes flicked to Garry, getting the same agreement to head towards the door. It looked as if majority ruled even if the Migi Parasite didn't agree with Isaac's presence. His thoughts drifted again for a little bit, thinking back to what Lucina said about the others being there for him if he ever experienced that pain again. If he could scoff in his mind, he would. No one had ever really been there for him except Julia and Hector in the past - but even in the end the two ended up betraying him. How in the world could he really think that strangers, of all people, would be willing to lend aid to someone like him? He really couldn't fathom it, and he didn't really care too. These were people he was going to be stealing from anyway. Possibly killing too - Garry looked like an easy target out of them all. But that was a mission for another day. But anyway - he only had these thoughts occur as he did notice the small amount of blush that appeared on Lucina's cheeks when he looked to her. His eyebrows furrowed slightly again, what made her do that? His gaze simply he could assume, but why? Had he done something that embarrassed her? Or maybe it was the other way around, that she was worried about something that made her act that way. His thoughts shifted and whisked away as the question about the door presented itself. "Ah, yes! A door, made of wood - kind of glowing too. It was strange it was kind of just..." he looked as if he were finding the perfect word to say, rolling his hand in a gesture to suggest this. "There." he finally came up with. His head quickly turned to look to Siris again as he continued to talk, it was most evident that his last sentence was directed towards himself. He nodded and straightened his back a bit. "Indeed I do! It's not far from here at all." he explained, shaking his head slightly and gesturing out to the side. His head tilted more slowly to examine Migi as the parasite started talking again. His suggestion was a good idea but wouldn't work at the moment, so Isaac decided to express this as well. "After I lead you to the door, of course, since you don't know the way." he pointed out, literally raising his right hand and pointing slightly at Migi with a bent elbow. But then out of the corner of his eye there was a small shift in glinting silver. As he turned his head to look to Siris he noticed that he had actually taken his helmet off. Yes! Isaac couldn't help thinking, and he had to hold back the urge to smile as it would come off as suspicious. That was exactly what he was aiming for but he didn't believe that he had actually achieved it in one sentence. Perfect - almost everything was in place. Now the only thing left was timing, still surprised that he was able to slightly achieve mind trickery. He was usually good at measuring when a time was right for an attack, since this was similar to a surprise attack. "Abel, appear!" he quickly said, and the same transaction occurred so that the Innocent Devil that stood as tall as him appeared behind him. Abel was a huge part of his plan, so if he were to find the perfect time he might not be able to spare the second to call upon him. "This way." he said, gesturing in the direction with his Chauve-souris as he turned and started heading in the direction that him and Lucina had actually turned before. As he passed the long blue haired girl he placed his right hand on her shoulder for a passing second before it dropped to his side again. He didn't exactly look at her, but the motion was supposed to say something about her blush earlier but even he himself wasn't exactly sure what he was mentioning at. He just kind of, did it. After passing her he gritted his teeth, that sensation in his head coming back to haunt him but he tired to hide it as much as possible. He ran his fingers through his fiery-red hair in an attempt to make the move look casual, but in reality he was trying to wish the pain away. He continued through the maze at a decent pace, taking a few twists and turns here and there as well as skipping a few to get to his destination. Not long after he approached the door that he had described before. It looked exactly the same, and the burn mark on the ground that he had made earlier was still present. "Here we are! Smack dab in the middle of this bleak maze. This place needs color, seriously." He said, but mumbled the last phrase more to himself than anyone else. Some noises came from behind the door but they were undistinguishable. Not hesitating too much he reached out with his hand and grabbed the handle, pushing it open to reveal what was inside. It was the door that Hector, C-ta and Variks had gone into - so the secondary group basically stepped into their hectic fight. Isaac held it open in a way that everyone else could see what was inside and the only words that were able to form on his lips were, "What?"


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=translucent; borderwidth=0px; color:teal; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 20px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;][shadow=black,right]"It is time, for my reawakening..."[/shadow][/fancypost]

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    As Isaac called upon Abel, I couldn't help but feel worried, fear of an attack by the bird creeped into me, but I shook it off, thinking of it as just childish fear. Even if it did attack, I could kill it, easy as pie. Turning as Osaac began leading the way to the door.




    As he pushed the door open, I was surprised to see the scene that was revealed. There was fighting against strange... Bird creatures? But that wasn't the weirdest part. The stem age thing was the alien.... Thing. It had four arms, and a white, mist-like substance pouring out of his shoulders. Beside him was another man fighting with a scythe, another boy with a little knife, and one... Fire monster? It didn't matter though, and I drop my helmet as to free my shield hand, then with my right hand, I pull out the Infinity Blade, quickly charging in to attack the beasts.
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: bold; font-size: 72px; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: -6px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]C-ta[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style:; font-size: 14px; color: white; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 10px; letter-spacing: 9px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]"Oh A-ya, you're so helpless sometimes."[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 150px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8][color=black]C-ta let a grim smile creep onto his face as some of the remaining creatures were killed. Whether or not he'd admit it, something about the feeling of his knife sinking into flesh felt good. It reminded him of when he'd-


    He pushed the thought away, forcing the grin off of his face. If he lost control here, like he'd done before, these people would possibly be in danger. He wasn't sure how good he'd be against them in a fight, but he didn't want to find out.


    He turned in surprise, spotting people coming out of the door. It had reappeared, letting others in, and one of them had charged straight forward into the fight - a man in armor, who had dropped his helmet in order to grab his shield. He held some sort of large, nasty-looking blade. He was accompanied by a younger man clutching a switchblade, a woman clad in blue, and a redheaded man accompanied by some sort of human-like being.


    "Uh, Hector..?" He questioned, since the man appeared not to have noticed the secondary group. "We've got company." Hopefully these people - whoever they happened to be - were friendly. The armored one seemed to be heading for the Flame Demons, anyways.
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    [font=georgia][size=6pt][color=white](c)[color=black] la bokeh


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: bold; font-size: 72px; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: -6px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]Garry[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style:; font-size: 14px; color: white; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 10px; letter-spacing: 9px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]"I'd tell you I was okay, but... I don't want to lie to you..."[/fancypost]
    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 150px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8][color=black]Garry followed, lagging behind slightly as he observed the maze. He hummed a quiet and eerie tune to himself as he walked, hoping it would calm his nerves a little. A cigarette could have done that, but he couldn't find the half-empty pack, and his lighter was out of fluid anyways.


    He glanced at Abel as the demon appeared, shying away slightly. Fire and flowers didn't really go together, and he'd rather not risk it. He turned his gaze towards Isaac, noticing that the redhead seemed to be in a bit of pain. Before he could ask about it, though, they had arrived at the door.


    The door was wooden, like Isaac had said, with a scorch mark in front of it. Since Isaac had said that he and Abel had been there before, he assumed it was from Abel. At least, he hoped it was. He didn't want to think about any of the terrifying alternatives that his overactive imagination could come up.


    His black optics widened as he stepped after Isaac, taking in the sights that shouldn't have existed. There was a fight going on in front of them - a large four-armed being, a tall, well-built white-haired man, and a teenager holding a small knife were all fighting bird-like creatures that were attempting to swarm them.


    Though Siris wasted no time in dashing forward to save the group from the winged beings attacking them, he stood there, paralyzed. He gripped the rose tightly, wincing slightly as the thorns bit into his skin. The stinging pain brought him to his senses, and he pulled his bloody hand out of his pocket, wiping the sticky red liquid onto his pants before retrieving his switchblade and flicking it open. Whether or not his own life would be on the line here, these people needed some help.
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    [font=georgia][size=6pt][color=white](c)[color=black] la bokeh

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  • [fancypost bgcolor=translucent; borderwidth=0px; color:teal; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 20px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;][shadow=black,right]"It is time, for my reawakening..."[/shadow][/fancypost]

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    I charge in, these strange demons swoop down towards me. I bring up my shield as two of them smash against the metal plate. They screeched and batted their wings, flying back and striking once more, their long claws met and scratched across my steel armor, sparks flying out as they weren't able to penetrate. I spin around, slicing them into halves as the Infinity Blade cuts through them.




    Moving towards Henry, the closest to normal person, and use my shield to plow through any of the demons in my way. "Alright, what the hell is happening!?" I inquire rather intensely, blocking another slice of the talons from the bird-like demons, I slashed back at those who attacked.
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    [size=4pt]#krod[/size]


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=grey; borderwidth=6px; border-top: 15px grey solid; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/klb09FH.jpg); background-position: center; height: 160px; width: 268px;][fancypost bgcolor=grey; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: 21px; width: 268px; overflow: auto; color: #1d0031; font-size: 7pt; font-family: georgia; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -19px; opacity: 1.0;] And maybe I always liked living in chaos[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#8A3939; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 296px; height: 180px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 32px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; color: #1d0031; text-transform: normal; line-height: 11px;]Batting away at the Flame Demons, Variks aimed another shot of his Shock Pistol at one of the demons in the air. "New people.... Good, help us kill birds..." Variks rasped, slowing back away from the onslaught of the demons aiming at him, as he was the one that was the aggressor. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=grey; borderwidth=0px; height: 5px; width: 280px; font-size: 9px; font-family: georgia; color: #1d0031; text-align: right; line-height: 5px;] #near hidden scroll[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 450px; height: 0px; padding: 0px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 13px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: normal; margin-top: -11px]“I choose to fight as Lucina now. The name that reminds me of the strength in the man and woman who chose it.” [/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 450px; height: 2px; padding: 0px;][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #1c1c1c; text-transform: normal]
    I continued to look around my surroundings, unaware that Garry was peering at me; I persisted to try and spot for this 'door' they spoke of, before Isaac mentioned of him being aware of where it lied. I truly believed him, but how far was it? What did it consist of? If it wasn't the exit out of here, what could possibly happen? But it was a chance to take. A large risk came along with it, but I honestly had no choice. Taking my gaze from her surroundings, I turned to finally face Isaac; before speaking. "Right." I said simply to the vermilion-haired male's words, giving a slight nod as I did this. No current emotion that showed any negative response was plastered upon my face - rather, I just let my expression go slightly blank, as my navy tinted irises reflected slight, but soft determination. As he began to call the same name of the earlier demon, I waited for a moment - unfortunately getting used to the Demon like creature's presence. He called the same name so many times, I just brushed Abel off of my concern's list. Although... not completely. Half of me still couldn't help but feel as though he could be used for the wrong doing, under it's master's demands, or the greedy one's of it's own. Even so, I would just have to be aware of my surroundings; especially around Siris. Every time I saw him, I couldn't help but think of the incident; with wound he had created earlier. I didn't want to experience that situation again, with him - or anyone else for that matter.



    As the man stated for the rest to follow him, I just stood silently, awaiting for him to pass in front - so I could commit my actions to follow toward this 'door'. I; the young Princess of Ylisse - let my eyes flicker past Isaac, now peering at Siris. He took his Helmet off so hesitantly, and so soon. Was there something wrong, or did Isaac's words just get to him? Whatever it was, he did it - and it meant almost nothing to me. It showed nothing, and did nothing, really. But if it made him more comfortable and relaxed with the group, it would only benefit the team, correct? How could I judge? With all the odd thing's I've seen today - taking off a helmet was definitely not one of them. After all, if he wanted to kill me or anyone else - taking off his gear for a clear aiming point would be rather foolish on his part. Dismissing this; I blinked, watching Siris for a moment more; before completely taking my attention off of him. Soon however, very slight pressure was put upon my shoulder - distracting me a bit from things I ought to focus on. I turned to look down at my Shoulder, seeing a hand that belonged to someone else. To Isaac to be exact. The glove was not mistakable, under any circumstances.




    I followed my gaze upwards, soon to be spotting Isaac himself. He wasn't giving eye-contact to me directly, rather - he was looking ahead to whatever his journey called for. It was too obvious to be an accident, and to intentional to be a mistake, that he did such thins. I couldn't help but feel as though he were referring back to my embarrassment, or possibly the situation with the gash in my Neck. The touch he gave on my shoulder, didn't read to be threatening or rude, but I was still curious about it. Though, it wasn't enough to worry about - or important enough to even bring it up with him. As he slowly but surely; dropped his hand by his side again, I gazed at him a bit longer in curiosity, before looking at the other's - then looking ahead and following after. I made sure to keep my fair and respectful distance as I did these actions. The heels of my boots clicked against the stone ground ever so slightly - as the cold temperatures hit my rather pale skin. My clothes that I currently clad in - became of a cooler temperatures as well. My sword currently sheathed away in it's case at my hip, along with this. If there was any sign of danger, I would not hesitate in drawing it, to assist in battle. Though, only if I had to. I did not wish to begin childish or unnecessary arguments.



    Continuing to follow the other's, I kept silent, about not only the wound - but possible danger that could be ahead. My navy shaded eyes alert of my surroundings, and my hand lightly upon the handle of the Falchion Sword. Soon enough, we apparently reached the door. It was wooden, thus consisting of a brown tint, and a handle. I truthfully had a bad feeling about all of this. What were the odds of a door being in the middle of nowhere, right? Even with all of this worry flooding within, I let Isaac open the Door. Slowly becoming into view, many things were to be happening at once. The words that escaped from my mouth - was only a small gasp, and slight widening of my eyes in surprise. What is happening?! I thought to myself, before seeing Siris practically barge into the whole parade. He had no idea what was happening, yet, he got himself into trouble, anyhow?! Unfortunately, I just stood at the door entry, confused and annoyed. This is obvious it wasn't the way out, but what were we going to do about it?



    I looked at Siris and listened to his words, before looking back at the fight. How would they know? They were just as confused as he was! But it wasn't worth mentioning the obvious. "What....what is this?" I questioned to no one in particular - with a bit of tremble in my voice, as well as uncertainty. Although I knew no one would know, it was kind of just an out-loud thought; I must admit. How was I supposed to help? So many things were happening at once, and I couldn't even dictate whether or not the other group of beings wanted my help! OUR help!


    "Isaac. What exactly can Abel do?" I asked, slowly drawing my sword from it's case. The metal materiel slid across; creating little-to no friction - and resulting in a soft scraping sound. At the moment, I didn't spot Garry petrified at the scene; currently.[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#d8d8d8; border: none; width: 454px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 13px; text-align: center; color: #1c1c1c]#lucinacomehither / "Hope will never die!" / advanced roleplayer[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    Gaias was looking at C-ta with a worried expression, the best that the eye-less Innocent Devil could. He spotted that creepy looking smile that he had gotten on his face suddenly. Gaias had only been out for a small amount of time but he already got the impression that a boy like C-ta wouldn't enjoy fighting, let alone with a weapon of such stabbing capability. But it seemed to go away in no time, so maybe the Innocent Devil was just imagining things. He hoped so, or it was even possible that he was just happy to be alive beside his injury. Turning around just in time, Gaias used one of his large fists to smash it into the face of an oncoming Flame Demon. It flew backwards quite far and he might have even heard a crack from the creature.


    At the sound of his name being called and C-ta's voice he turned just enough to look at the boy. Company? he thought to himself with a bit of confusion reflecting this on his face. To clarify he turned all the way around to see a man dressed in nothing but silvery armor charging towards them. At first it wasn't too easy to tell if the man was charging at them or the beasts, so Hector had to naturally be ready. He pulled Death's Scythe out of it's place on his back but just as he completed such an action the man with no helmet started attacking one of the Flame Demons. Good, It was apparent that the stranger was on their side. "I see... Thank you, C-ta." Hector said quickly - besides the heat of battle he didn't want to seem like he was ignoring what he had said. Even though it was obvious that he hadn't since he turned to acknowledged the oncoming people. Seeing suddenly that this newcomer was heading towards him, he was also bringing the hoard of Flame Demons that had tracked him down the moment he had entered the strange area. Since Variks hadn't answered Hectors questioning about his health and if he needed to be healed, he went ahead and made the safe assumption that the four armed alien was fine for now. He was able to continue battling so that was also a good sign. As another Flame Demon charged for him, he first batted it back with the top of his Scythe, then being able to pull his arm around for a swing he did so as the thing attempted to come back again. He didn't look to Siris as he questioned the situation but he answered as best as he could as he defended himself and the back of Variks. "We entered this door, and this world was made before us." he started, using a sideways cut on an oncoming demon that slashed harshly through it's right arm. Using the momentum to swing the other way he was able to hit right into the chest of one that was headed towards him in the opposing direction. "These Demons appeared as well as the Minotaur at the top of the mountain. He's the gate keeper of the door out of here as far as we can see." That was all he could really explain as that was all that they really knew. Hector could make the assumption that the Flame Demons might die if the Minotaur at the top of the mountain is slain - but at the same time he couldn't be sure of this fact either. Ducking from an attempted slash of the claws he did a sideways roll on the ground then sat up on his knee, stabbing it with and downward slash of Death's Scythe. "The other thing is-" he stood up and spun around with a sideways slash of momentum. Then, he looked Siris right in the eyes as this part was important. "That door on the mountain is either our way out or the only way we can advance in this maze."



    As Hector continued to fight it seemed that the Flame Demons were coming almost endlessly. Where were they coming from? Were they just spawning from the black shadows that swallowed them from the ground? It was a possibility, a play on this place. Maybe this was really just holding them back and the best thing they could do was aim for who seemed to be the conductor of this entire situation. The Minotaur. He was about to suggest this to the group that they should head for the larger beats, but the decision was made almost immediately for him. Out of all the streaks of red that filled the sky there was one that was entirely black. Stopping for a moment to examine it he saw and recognized it as Abel, the Innocent Devil with an evil red-haired rider upon his back. "Isaac!" he shouted at the top of his lungs when he recognized his rival. Seeing that the far away head turned to look at him for a second, a large scowl suddenly made it's way onto Hectors face. Never had this group seen such a look upon the white haired man's face. His eyes were quick to accept a new emotion of anger that swirled in them lightly. Out of all the emotions, anger was one that he was never afraid to express. His muscles tensed up, as he heard the response from Isaac. The voice no doubt belonging to him, one that was edged with insanity but filled with devilish glee. "You wretched beast!" he called in response, torn between two possible actions that he could take at this moment. He could follow Isaac or stay with the group. Though Isaac had always been the one thing that he had tried to take vengeance against in his life, he was hesitant to leave the group. Though many defenses were showing up to help out he still didn't feel comfortable just leaving them behind. His choice was made, they were going to move together and not split up. Splitting up was never the best idea in reality. He continued to swing at the Flame Demons, but his movements were suddenly more aggressive and full of energy rather than the regular defensive movements that he was using earlier. His tone of voice calmed down as he spoke to the group instead - as they didn't deserve to have his anger as it wasn't directed towards them. "We should pursue the Minotaur!" he explained, "It may be our only way of escaping this place, and these Demons!"



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    Isaac took barely to no hesitation to take in the scene. It was more familiar to him than the others as he recognized both of the creatures that consisted in this room. Was that because he had been the first one to touch the door handle earlier, that it leaked the images from the monsters he had seen and duplicated them? He wouldn't doubt it from the continuous strange things that this maze had the tendency to throw at them. The one thing that caught his eye the most was that Hector, his arch rival, was in here. That was going to be a problem. Usually it wasn't, he'd just attempt to beat him to a pulp as usual. But unfortunately it was likely that he was going to express his real position on the situation and reveal his identity. He couldn't hide or sneak away in the trees as everyone else would see him. But he also couldn't directly approach him. What was he to do? Hearing Lucina's troubled and confused words he had no response, just a small shrug. He had a few ideas of what may be going on but no concrete things. Speculations wouldn't get you anywhere. "It seems they need help... as they've gratefully accepted Siris'." he explained as he was slightly surprised to see Lucina hesitating to go inside. He had gotten the impression that she was the kind of 'hero' that would bustle into any sort of danger and help anyone in need. But she seemed more hesitant of such things which showed she had more sense of danger than some. He glanced back at Garry momentarily. He just seemed to be standing there, not really saying much with either a fearful or confused look on his face. Maybe both? He pondered if he would even enter the door. He didn't have much weaponry, or armor. Of course, Isaac didn't have much armor either but he at least had a couple of powerful weapons. He had to admit that he was slightly curious what actions the other would take. Looking back to Lucina as she uttered another question - he was a bit surprised by this. What made her question Abel's ability all of a sudden why people were being attacked? Well, he didn't really care because he didn't have the intent on helping them in the first place. "Able can summon fire from his eyes, which he can gauge the temperature of and the direction in which it goes. He cannot die, only run out of energy and be non-summon-able for a long period of time. And last but not least...." Abel knew what he was talking about, the Bird-like-human looking to him with a slow turn of his head. The tiny nod came back and the wings that were usually wrapped around the Innocent Devil's body unfolded. He moved to the front of the door, keeping his wings extended to the side. "He can fly. Having the strength to carry one person at a time." Isaac had noticed that Siris had dropped his helmet before entering the battle at the very beginning. But he hadn't intended on doing anything about it until now. Obviously, with no thought to it, he had to dispose of it in some way. And this was the way he was going to do it - trickily. He scooped it up into his left hand and then put his Chauve-souris on his back where it could rest on a particular part of his leather armor. He didn't even need to take a few steps back as he hopped onto the Devil-Type's back. "To the Minotaur!" he declared, and Abel took a running start and took off into the air, pumping his black wings quickly to get them above most of the chaos below. No doubt the Flame Demons would still give them problems since they can fly. That was when Isaac drew his Laser Blade, acting as a whip he used it to keep them away for the most part. Leaving some nasty burns - or a type of burn - in it's wake. The purple light that emitted from the weapon was recognizable as it was the one he had used to signal the other groups earlier. Well, now they would know where such a thing came from. Him. And that was when he heard an angered voice call his name. The voice he had heard so many times before, the accent recognizable in any situation. He turned his head just enough so that his Amber eyes made contact with Hector's silvery ones. Another one of his signature creepy smiles formed upon his face. He had only called his name for now, not really giving away much. "Hello Hectorrrrr!" he called with a tone that was creepy yet gleeful in the way that only Isaac could articulate it. Hearing the response after that he sighed inwardly, that was going to raise some questions no doubt. Not that he wasn't already raising some questions - this was just going to top off the whole thing. He gave a small shrug to himself, "Oh well. It was fun while it lasted." he grumbled, as it seemed his trickery may or may not end here depending on the increasing suspicion that the others would gain. Especially after Hector explained in detail. But he did remember - that he still had Siris' helmet in his possession. It wasn't for nothing it seemed. Though the helmet itself was of no value it could be used to get to something that was. As a Flame Demon came charging towards him, he got a really good idea. He ducked his head but let the helmet be raised up a little bit. And instead of his own head, the creature took the helmet in it's claws and flew off it with. Seemingly happy with it's prize, the Demon headed towards the forest. That was when Isaac truly started laughing, the same one that had echoed through the maze a while ago. He loudly sighed at the end - this game - was fun. He knew that Abel, even though able to carry a single person, wouldn't be able to carry his weight forever. Hopefully he'd be able to reach the Minotaur in time before his Innocent Devil tired out. But he was about halfway to the mountain now, since it wasn't too far from the destination that the others were currently situation in. He continued to fight off the occasional Flame Demon that approached him with his Laser blade, and Abel continued to flap his black wings with powerful pushes to keep them up in the air. Isaac was thinking very hard as he traveled, would he attack the Minotaur or just try to go around it to the door that it guarded? Well, he was going to need to have the others get out too if he wanted to do what he had planned... so many choices!


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