Nyxereos
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The Dark Earth
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Post by Nyxereos on Apr 23, 2008 15:40:41 GMT -6
Nyxereos clears the darkness and continues to correct his flight headed right for Kane as soon as the silvery fallen can see him. His rage burns through him and he blindly zeros in on the large devil's back as he streaks through the night. He slams Kane right between the wings like an anvil. The force of the sneaky impact even makes Nyxereos reel and bounce back into the night sky.
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Post by Ciel on Apr 24, 2008 22:33:14 GMT -6
Ciel is still trying not to giggle over her find when Nyxereos slams into Kane's back. His grip on her slipped a bit and she squealed, trying to hold onto him for dear life.
She wondered if this game was such a grand idea after all. She may lose what little life she could claim if this kept up.
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Apr 27, 2008 13:07:59 GMT -6
Kane smile at Ciel. "Yee may do what yee like lass just don' go shadowin' off as it is a wea bit far fer yer range...." he can't finish as he lurches forward from Nyxereos blasting him between the shoulder blades. He tumbles through the sky as he desperately clutches onto the devil cat to prevent her from falling. He looks to her as his one eye flares with anger as he begins to meta morph into something out of a nightmare.
"I canne hold on... te yee... I'm going to let you go... so I don't hurt yee child, count to 10 as yee fall then shadow te Lysandor as he is on his wey up. Don't be afraid, just focus on yee objective... I have to learn this pup a lesson..."
He lets her fall away from him so he won't clutch her and rip her flesh from his claws. She falls away like a dream as she nearly floats on the air. When she is clear, he spins round from his tumble and lines up the silvery fallen. His wings gather dark energy as they twist and contort into large dragon's wings that propel him like a shot from a gun as he darts directly for Nyxereos. His momentum slams the fallen so hard that compression shock waves rock the coliseum. Large bits of debris, wood and dust burst into clouds as he and the fallen crash into the high rows of the coliseum bleaches.
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Post by Ciel on Apr 29, 2008 15:48:50 GMT -6
Ciel nods as she's dropped and does as she was bid.
She counted slowly to ten and then, with a wave at Nyxereos, shadowed straight behind Lysandor. She appeared right next to the nightmare, who she deftly kicked in the head. His head went the other way and she moved to fall into Lysandor's arms.
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Post by Lysandor on Apr 29, 2008 19:22:07 GMT -6
Lysandor continues struggling with the Nightmare cadet, trying to remain attached so as not to become a Fallen pancake on the training ground below. They continue to lose altitude, and are closer to the ground when Ciel shadows in and kicks the Nightmare away. Lysandor catches her, tucking her close to him, as they go into a freefall, the Elite using his in-born ability and former experience in flight to try to slow and control their descent.
"Good eve, Lady Ciel," Lysandor says to the Devilcat that found her way in his arms. "It is a pleasure to see you again."
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Post by Ciel on Apr 30, 2008 9:37:14 GMT -6
Ciel smiled and relaxed as he caught her. "Good eve to you as well, Master Lysandor. I am very pleased to see you. Are things going quite as you planned them?"
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Nyxereos
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Post by Nyxereos on May 5, 2008 23:34:28 GMT -6
As Kane races toward him, Nyx squares himself for the blow. When the impact blasts him and Kane into the bleachers the fallen tries to transform to prevent the stone from injuring him, however the wood and synthetic materials rip and tear his silver flesh. He lifts his head as his eyes now gleam silver. He laughs as the pain subsides from him. He moves to his feet and through the darkness he feels Kane squirming in the rubble just before him. His silvery flesh bleeds black and his flesh mends rapidly. He draws up a spike of stone and lunges it through the pile of rubble like a lance. "How dare you assault your superior. I shall claim your last eye for your insubordination Devil." He says with an eerie calm.
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Post by Lysandor on May 7, 2008 15:38:20 GMT -6
"Not quite," Lysandor replies. He braces himself, and lands on the ground with a bone-jarring impact. The Fallen tucks himself around Ciel, rolling to try and absorb some of the impact and lessen any damage. He finally stops, facing the pitch black "sky" and reaches for the quarterstaff, which snapped neatly in two sometime during the rather rough landing.
"Ow..."
Lysandor pushes himself to a sitting position, testing his arms and legs to make sure nothing was too badly damaged. Other than bloody scrapes, and some bruises that he will most definitely feel tomorrow, he's unharmed.
"Lady Ciel, are you injured?" he asks, looking the Devilcat over for injury.
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Post by Ciel on May 7, 2008 21:54:19 GMT -6
She shook her head. "No, no I am not harmed Master Elite. Should I shadow away , or do you need me?"
The look in her eyes said she would give anything to forgo the game, call it quits and take Lysandor away to nurse his hurts. But this game was important. Both to him and to the Chancellor. It would not be over until they said so.
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on May 14, 2008 10:48:32 GMT -6
Kane explodes from the stone rubble as Nyxereos prods him with the stone pig sticker. He lunges at Nyx in a blur of blinding speed and grabs the fallen by his throat in his huge claws. Kane lifts him effortlessly and slams him back to the bleachers with a single def move. "Gimme one good reason whey I shouldn't break yer sorry neck... Ye are nothin' but a whinnin', snivelin', most sorry excuse fer a warrior I have ever seen. You are not even strong enough te take ut a single devil...What a sorry excuse fer an arch demon ifn' I ere laid eye on one say I". Then Kane kicks Nyx in the ribs so hard the fallen groans involuntarily from the force kicking the air out of him.
"Ye were supose to be the greatest heaven had to offer. Neow, jus look at ye. Altered, Aie... May even stronger than befer... but wallowin' in yer own pity makes you weak an more than a tad pathetic. So bad fer Rashiel now, Where is Nyxereos now? Let me tell ye sonny Jim, It is only gonna get worse... Afor ye make it better fer yeself..." Kane then brings a hammer of a fist to Nyxereos' face and lifts him off the ground with the force of the uppercut. The blow lays the fallen out on the rows of seats before them.
"The wey I see it fallen ...is ye best be straighten your sight te see that ye can be a part of somethin' greater than ye again... or... ye are just useless trash needin' te be taken out 'o' the picture befer ye take us all out with ye." He says with a grunt as he flies out of the crater in the stands to land before the bleeding Nyxereos.
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Post by Ciel on May 17, 2008 11:18:01 GMT -6
Ciel could see and almost hear what was going on with Nyxereos and Kane. She could definitely tell that Kane had just insulted (or what Nyxereos would call insulted) the silvery new fallen. Nyxereos definitely was not a bit happy about it.
She leaned close to the Elite's ear and said, "I think our new recruit has met his match in that one, do you not think so?"
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Post by Lysandor on May 17, 2008 15:14:52 GMT -6
Lysandor gets to his feet, pushing the twinges of pain to the back of his mind where he'll deal with them later. He holds a hand to Ciel to help her to her feet, glancing over to where the fight between Kane and Nyxereos were taking place.
"Under normal circumstances, I would not allow my recruits to fight against each other like this," he replies, then turns his attention to the Devilcat with a slight wry cast to his otherwise stoic features. "However, I think this may be what our newest Fallen needs to balance his arrogance and self-pity."
Lysandor looks around at the coliseum. He tries to pierce the darkness to try and find out where the other recruits have gone, or if they were paralyzed by the fight between what was supposed to be their team leaders. The Elite allows himself a slight frown as he makes a mental note to talk to Kane and Nyxereos.
"We should move back to the tower," Lysandor says, as he turns to Ciel, his hand still held out for her to take.
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Post by Ciel on May 18, 2008 20:00:07 GMT -6
She nodded slightly and took his hand, getting up and wincing very slightly as she stood. "Apparently our newest foundling will have to work much harder than I believe our dear Chancellor has bargained for. Although, if he ends up learning much of anything, we will all benefit. Not to worry Master Elite, I have a feeling that the Chancellor has a good handle on the foundling at the moment. In more ways than we know."
She smiled at him and squeezed his hand. "To the tower it is then."
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Nyxereos
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Post by Nyxereos on May 19, 2008 21:42:23 GMT -6
Nyx reels from the blows and he gathers himself up from the bleachers swiftly before Kane can grip him again. With a spinning sweep, Nyxereos' foot catches Kane just below the hocks and flings the heavy demon onto his back with a mighty thud. The fallen uses his momentum from the sweep to shift to his feet. He raises his hands and draws up the stone to grip Kane in a cocoon of rubble to crush him into submission.
"You have served up your last dish of insolence devil, now you will know suffering as never before." Nyx says with his black blood flowing easily from his split lip though his words are just as smooth as before.
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Post by Lysandor on May 26, 2008 15:21:54 GMT -6
"We can only hope that he will learn more than how to wallow in his self-pity," Lysandor says as he helps Ciel to her feet. He doesn't miss the way she winced slightly, but he doesn't pursue it - yet. He picks up the two pieces of his bo staff, the only sign that it might have pained him is the slight tightening around his eyes. As he straightens, he looks in the darkness toward the tower.
He gives Ciel a brief, faint smile as he makes his way through the darkness. "More than our newest fledgling needs to learn this night. Perhaps between the two of us, we can teach the rest of the cadets abandoned by their squad leaders the importance of teamwork."
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Regent
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Post by Regent on Jun 1, 2008 11:09:31 GMT -6
Kane grimaces from the sweep as he slams into the rubble. When the stone begins to engulf him he smiles at Nyxereos. "Ye had better be rethinkin' that ye crusty scally wag." as his face disappears in the stone rubble Kane begins to laugh. The stone cocoon begins to reform about his frame. Arms form from the core and legs lift him high above Nyxereos. The stone forms a colossal stone beast with Kane inside it. "Too bad for thee..." Kane growls as he brings a huge stone claw to the top of Nyxereos head and drives him through the bleachers into the void staging area beneath the coliseum.
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Post by Narrator on Jun 7, 2008 9:04:09 GMT -6
The elite hopefuls come to a stop watching the team leaders scrap in the bleachers. They fly back to the tower where Lysandor has returned and they seek his council.
The elf speaks up. "Ha, have you ever seen a scrap like that before?" he says laughing as the clouds of dust roll off the battle.
The fallen now blinded by the dark calls out. "What are we to do master? I dare not challenge such power, though we must end the conflict before extensive damage can be laid on the coliseum."
The others stare dumfounded at the powerful blows these titans of war bring down upon the other.
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Post by Ciel on Jun 9, 2008 11:00:30 GMT -6
Ciel nodded to Lysandor as she suddenly heard the scrap. She turned, a hand on the Elite's arm. She smiled, her mouth set in a pretty grin.
"I believe that your cadets, as well as our fledgling, will learn quite a bit this night. No matter who is doing the teaching."
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Post by Narrator on Jun 17, 2008 9:06:41 GMT -6
The battle continues to rage under ground the earth trembles as a huge swell erupts in the arena floor and the two emerge encased in stone golems that tower over the surrounding elite trainees. to those with the night vision it is a sight to behold as these giants of stone grapple and rumble in their colossal battle. They crush and destroy everything as they toss each other about in rage and contempt.
The Devil cat Pe'Ri shouts to the others, "We need to clear out before they trample us flat!" He roars as he looks to Lysandor for orders.
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Post by Lysandor on Jul 2, 2008 17:43:40 GMT -6
"Fall back to the tower," Lysandor tells the cadets. "There is little we can do to now to stop them." He casts a stern, yet stoic, look over at the bleachers. "Let them fight this out, they will be reprimanded."
He starts to the tower, favoring his left leg ever so slightly. His knuckles were going white where he gripped the broken sections of the quaterstaff.
"Learn something from this," he tells the cadets. "An Elite must not only be a superior warrior, but also skilled in the art of diplomacy and negotiation, for we are not just mere soldiers of the Hordes of Hell, but Elite. Violence is not always the best way, even in Hell, and much more can be gained from using your skills in speech rather than your skill at arms as the first course of action." He looks over at the cadets. "If you are to truly join the Praetorian Guard of Hell, then you must not only learn the skills to guard and defend dignitaries like Lady Ciel, but you must learn what to do when faced with a situation that forces you to think your way through, and not fight."
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