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Post by Thane on Aug 2, 2005 0:31:45 GMT -6
With a twitch of his whiskers and a twist of his ears, Thane hears Lye's calling and he snaps into action. Thane grabs Lysandor briefly by the arm to alert him, "Trouble!" Thane barks out as he then cuts loose with a mighty howl to alert Zarek and the elite guard to the call. 'AAAAAAooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh,AAAAaaauuuu, AAAAAaOOOOOhhhhhhhhh!" Thanes blood curdling cry pierces through the hot night, alerting the whole castle. Thane looks to Lysandor, "When the General comes we will proceed...' Thane urges Lysandor to prevent him from charging ahead.
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Post by Lysandor on Aug 2, 2005 13:32:33 GMT -6
Lysandor needed no alert, but he appreciated it anyway. He winces as Thane howls, wondering how one who's hearing is so sensitive could stand to let loose such a loud noise. Lysandor nods and - against his instincts - stays by Thane.
"Let us hope that our Lord General arrives swiftly," Lysandor replies without expression. "Though now, perhaps, we can rule out Lady Lye as a possible target." He pauses. "More information will be needed before we can decide anything, though."
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Post by Narrator on Aug 25, 2005 23:52:47 GMT -6
Instead of Zarek clattering in at Thane's howl or Lye's cry- a flash of lightening splits the sky and the palace shudders in it's wake. Faintly, comes the sound of battle cries and the clash of swords from General Zarek's post.
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Post by Lysandor on Aug 26, 2005 20:58:51 GMT -6
The hair on the back of Lysandor's neck rises at the lightning and thunder, but mostly at the sounds of battle. He turns to Thane, his jaw set in determination.
"I believe we are needed elsewhere, Master Thane," Lysandor says tersely, taking out his bracer-claws and putting them on in preparation for battle. "Rather urgently . . ."
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Post by Thane on Aug 26, 2005 22:56:03 GMT -6
Thanes attentions shift from Lye as the lightning strikes and the loud booms make his ears ring for a moment. As the distinct sounds of combat begin to resound in Thane's ringing ears, his animal face twists in knots of hate and distaste. Lysandor is already chomping at the bit as he speaks his voice becoming clearer in Thane's ringing ears of their presence being required. Thane nods as he calls out to Lye intending to say she is needed but the words end up as... "LYE... TO ARMS!" Thane Growls with a loud snap in his voice. He then looks at Lysandor for a brief moment long enough to convey with his eyes 'last one there buys the beer' and then the mad dog springs into action toward the General's location, instinctively following the all too familiar sounds of battle.
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Post by Lye on Aug 27, 2005 22:14:25 GMT -6
Lye hears the sound of metal harshly striking metal near Zarek, and Thane's call. Still gripping Silverspine, she runs as fast as her legs can carry her, knowing that this angel works quickly.
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Post by Lysandor on Aug 28, 2005 9:40:44 GMT -6
Lysandor chases after Thane, tightening the bracer/claws in place. He can only hope they won't be too late.
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Post by Narrator on Sept 21, 2005 17:02:49 GMT -6
When you arrrive at Zarek's post, you see a bright flash of lightning temporarily blinding you. When your eyes clear, you see Zarek and a strange angel battling in the air. The two combatants push away from each other for a second, before Zarek flies back towards his opponent with a wide overhead swing. It's hard to tell if it connects at the time because of another flash of lightning behind them and the now falling rain.
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Post by Thane on Sept 21, 2005 20:31:56 GMT -6
Thane skids to a stop at the railing at the edge of the terrace. The flashing lightning is disturbing his sight enough to frustrate his already burning anger. As the two champions of light and darkness continue their aerial maneuvers, Thane can only watch in morbid fascination. He looks like he could leap out into the thin air at any moment for his overwhelming desire to aid Zarek. Thane's face reflects his anguish as his eyes burn hot from the rage swelling within him. Thane is animated as he begins to pace the railing on all fours with terrible snarls, barks and growls in his tortured futility, like a tiger in a cage.
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Post by Lye on Sept 21, 2005 22:35:34 GMT -6
"THANE!" Lye commands, wasting no time. "Sit still, stick out your paw, and give me a boost!" With that she turns, runs several yards in the opposite direction, then turns back. She runs and begins to pick up speed, hoping that he'll be ready for the second when she jumps and launches off of his paw.
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Post by Lysandor on Sept 22, 2005 9:42:32 GMT -6
Lysandor grits his teeth in frustration, clenching his fists. Like Thane, his only desire at the moment is to aide his General. But he remains still, his hands fisting and unfisting.
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Post by Thane on Sept 23, 2005 7:22:19 GMT -6
Thane snaps his head to Lye as she shouts his name. He looks at her with a look of curiosity when she requests his paw to be extended. As she runs toward him he shoots out his right paw and holds it close to the ground as his other paw braces his weight by digging his claws into the stone railing. As Lye approaches quickly, Thane braces as his arms are straining to remain steady. He waits for the right moment for the dark angel to tread her small foot into his giant paw so that he may act as a catapult and propel her like a deadly spear toward the unsuspecting angel.
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Post by Lye on Sept 24, 2005 3:34:16 GMT -6
She runs toward Thane and makes a small leap with her left foot, a foot or two before she would reach his paw. She plants her right foot right in the middle of his paw, leg bent, and jumps normally from it, expecting and bracing for a greater amount of force than usual from the boost. Her elbows are bent, Silverspine in her right hand; she is ready.
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Post by Thane on Sept 24, 2005 9:14:32 GMT -6
As Lye plants her foot into Thane's paw, the already wound up hound reacts instantly to the pressure. Like a precision mechanism being triggered and with a mighty growl, Thane fires Lye like a cannon from the terrace landing. The force of the throw makes Thane wince for a moment as every muscle in his body is wracked with awful pain. He stands hunched over as he watches intently at Lye while she speeds through the air like a beautiful but deadly missile.
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Post by Lye on Sept 25, 2005 1:33:51 GMT -6
The wind rushes towards her, pushing her hair back as she sails forward through the air. She positions herself to glide with her wing and pulls her sword back. She swings at the angel as she gets within range.
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Post by Lysandor on Sept 25, 2005 20:16:54 GMT -6
Lysandor watches, hoping Lye's strike hits. His jaw muscles jump as he clenches his teeth in both a silent urge that the strike hit, and frustration that he is pretty much useless.
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Post by Thane on Sept 26, 2005 19:10:07 GMT -6
Thane begins to huff looking for something else to throw at the angel. Thane would throw Lysandor by the seat of his pants if the hound thought he could fling the skinny elite and clear the distance. Thane barks at Lysandor, "Gimme a hand... Quickly Master Lysandor." Thane starts to tear down the thick curtains and grabs as many rods as he can and drags them back to the terrace. He draws his sword and in a mighty swipe cuts the long rods in half with a sharp angle into the iron poles making a nice point to each half as they fall in two. Thane looks up to Lysandor, "It'll have to do..." as he grabs a sharpened half and brandishes it like a spear testing it for balance.
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Post by Narrator on Sept 27, 2005 18:25:27 GMT -6
As Lye flies towards the combatants, Zarek does a sweeping kick, knocking the angel between him and lye. Before the angel can recover Zarek does an upward sweep with his sword, knocking the angels defenses up high and kicks out with both legs, catching the angel in the chest and knocking him into Lye. Both go tumbling to the grounds outside the walls. The angel quickly disengages himself from Lye and rolls up into a defensive stance.
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Post by Lye on Sept 28, 2005 3:48:21 GMT -6
Lye is caught off guard and momentarily confused during the contact and fall. After the angel disengages himself from her, she quickly collects her wits, leaps to her feet, and wastes no time before running forward and swinging again at the angel.
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Post by Lysandor on Sept 28, 2005 19:21:53 GMT -6
"Quick thinking," Lysandor allows, tearing curtain rods down with Thane. He slices them with his claws, cutting crude points. He gives Thane a passing glance. "I'm going to try something . . . Do you think you could toss me, Master Thane?"
His eyes fall on the three battling figures, the plan to leap into the fray forming in his mind.
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