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by Ranoria » Sat Jan 12, 2019 2:18 pm
by Luminesa » Sat Jan 12, 2019 9:35 pm
by Ranoria » Sat Jan 12, 2019 10:16 pm
by Luminesa » Sun Jan 13, 2019 7:31 am
Ranoria wrote:Azazel
Damn.
Whatever it was she was doing, turning the night to day, it was certainly growing stronger, and he knew they didn't intend on taking his bait. The longer he sat here, the more it would have time to do its work, and the more time she would have to strengthen it and accelerate the process.
Not that it mattered now, Azazel standing upright as the outlines that had been forming in his grip took form as a pair of grenade launchers with six barrels each, not that ammunition itself was an object in his hands. The tree was tall, but with this particular weapon in his grip, that wouldn't be an issue. However, those barrels weren't loaded with explosives, but tear gas.
Inhaling it would without exception cause difficulty breathing, severe skin irritation,and profuse coughing among other things, and it was a wonderful alternative to actually killing anyone.
"You're good, both of you. I can say that I'm thoroughly impressed, honestly."
As red outlines began to form once again, this time around Azazel's head, he took flight, firing the rounds one after the other in a scattered pattern around Kimiko. The tear gas was heavier than air, yes, but with the canisters exploding in midair all around her, its effect would have taken place before it sank to the forest floor. And, fortunately for him, she wasn't far from Hamiri, who with any luck would get a whiff of the substance as well.
By the time he reached the peak of his ascent, he'd fired off just over two dozen canisters, and a cloud of gas hung over the tree, while he himself had managed to form a facemask over his head that would clear out the effects of any residue gas, dropping the launchers to the ground below and, in just under a second, molding a chain in his grip, one that he intended to lash out towards Hamiri to wrap up her arms and wings in the heavy metal.
Azazel attempted did just that, the long, heavy stainless steel whipping through the air, but even he had to grimace when he realized that it was travelling slower than it normally would have. His unnatural fatigue was starting to kick in, and it was only a matter of time before he would be rendered helpless.
by Ranoria » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:02 pm
by Luminesa » Sun Jan 13, 2019 5:13 pm
Ranoria wrote:Azazel
With a sigh, he pulled off his gas mask, looking down at Michael. He was obviously upset, and Azazel could understand why. He must have thought that he’d intended to let the gas sink down to the forest floor and spread throughout. But he was mistaken. Or perhaps it was simply the employment of the tear gas in and of itself, but the way he saw it, he was being kind. Mustard gas was always an option.
Even then, however, it was frustrating that he was being held under a microscope to the point that Michael had deemed it necessary to watch him in particular. With Lucifer on the other side of the island, he’d focused on him, with his dulled blades and withholding of so many abilities that could have turned the battle around, but only at the cost of serious injuries for his opponents.
“Brother,” he began, pulling his chain back with a snap and holding it in hand, “You really should have a little more faith in me. Look.” He turned in the air, pointing down towards the launchers he’d created, which were already dissipating in less than a minute. “I have yet to gain full control over my powers, after the Fall, they became much less potent. If I don’t put a little bit of extra effort into them, they disappear, unless it’s something self sustaining, like fire. The gas would have been gone by now if you had allowed us to continue.”
He turned back to Michael, obviously irked, “I understand your misgivings, but I am not here with malevolent intentions. Your own prejudice towards me will not change that. I may be disillusioned with the Father and your ideals, but I am not your enemy.”
by 5pb » Sun Jan 13, 2019 5:43 pm
Luminesa wrote:Ranoria wrote:Azazel
With a sigh, he pulled off his gas mask, looking down at Michael. He was obviously upset, and Azazel could understand why. He must have thought that he’d intended to let the gas sink down to the forest floor and spread throughout. But he was mistaken. Or perhaps it was simply the employment of the tear gas in and of itself, but the way he saw it, he was being kind. Mustard gas was always an option.
Even then, however, it was frustrating that he was being held under a microscope to the point that Michael had deemed it necessary to watch him in particular. With Lucifer on the other side of the island, he’d focused on him, with his dulled blades and withholding of so many abilities that could have turned the battle around, but only at the cost of serious injuries for his opponents.
“Brother,” he began, pulling his chain back with a snap and holding it in hand, “You really should have a little more faith in me. Look.” He turned in the air, pointing down towards the launchers he’d created, which were already dissipating in less than a minute. “I have yet to gain full control over my powers, after the Fall, they became much less potent. If I don’t put a little bit of extra effort into them, they disappear, unless it’s something self sustaining, like fire. The gas would have been gone by now if you had allowed us to continue.”
He turned back to Michael, obviously irked, “I understand your misgivings, but I am not here with malevolent intentions. Your own prejudice towards me will not change that. I may be disillusioned with the Father and your ideals, but I am not your enemy.”
Michael stood in front of Azazel, and raised an eyebrow. The student had taken the offense personally, when Michael was more concerned that he was going to make the exercise too dangerous to complete. Even gods were not entirely immune to tear gas. He sighed, and folded his wings back as he spoke. "This has nothing to do with whatever personal feud we have. Yes, you're a demon, but that's not my concern. What is my concern is that you just fired two-dozen cans of tear gas into a forest full of people and wildlife. You are allowed to fight, you are not allowed to cause severe damage to your opponent. We told you this very specifically before all of this started. If you cannot fight fairly by using your own powers, then your grade for this exercise will be counted as a zero. Understood?"
Hamiri watched from her perch in a tree, and waited to see if Kimiko would try to take a position behind Azazel. She was grateful that Michael had come to sweep away the tear-gas, which could have made the challenge impossible for everyone involved. She only hoped that whatever else Azazel had in store would not be even worse.
Patriah
The sandstorm had failed. It had scattered sand all over the beach, but Nyarlathotep had taken to growing even larger and did not skip a beat. Even worse, she was angry, and he took a step back as he thought of another plan. He dropped low again, and slashed his sword once again. This time, a sharp slash of wind flew in her direction and cut the tendril that was supposed to be her head from the right temple to the left cheek. If the attack worked, it would leave more than just a little mark.
by Ranoria » Sun Jan 13, 2019 8:47 pm
by Pax Nerdvana » Tue Jan 15, 2019 11:13 am
5pb wrote:Luminesa wrote:Michael stood in front of Azazel, and raised an eyebrow. The student had taken the offense personally, when Michael was more concerned that he was going to make the exercise too dangerous to complete. Even gods were not entirely immune to tear gas. He sighed, and folded his wings back as he spoke. "This has nothing to do with whatever personal feud we have. Yes, you're a demon, but that's not my concern. What is my concern is that you just fired two-dozen cans of tear gas into a forest full of people and wildlife. You are allowed to fight, you are not allowed to cause severe damage to your opponent. We told you this very specifically before all of this started. If you cannot fight fairly by using your own powers, then your grade for this exercise will be counted as a zero. Understood?"
Hamiri watched from her perch in a tree, and waited to see if Kimiko would try to take a position behind Azazel. She was grateful that Michael had come to sweep away the tear-gas, which could have made the challenge impossible for everyone involved. She only hoped that whatever else Azazel had in store would not be even worse.
Patriah
The sandstorm had failed. It had scattered sand all over the beach, but Nyarlathotep had taken to growing even larger and did not skip a beat. Even worse, she was angry, and he took a step back as he thought of another plan. He dropped low again, and slashed his sword once again. This time, a sharp slash of wind flew in her direction and cut the tendril that was supposed to be her head from the right temple to the left cheek. If the attack worked, it would leave more than just a little mark.
Kimiko
Kimiko used the distraction of Michael to completely fade from sight once again. Though she really wanted to strike Azazel while he was distracted she knew that it would be disrespectful to both Azazel and Michael, so she withheld and decided that she would wait for the conversation to end. While in her hidden state she held her sword down by her side, ready to unleash a heavy blow when the moment stuck.
Nyarlathotep
The attack hit Nyaru as intended by Patriah, it created a rather deep gash where some blood leaked out. "I see," she slowly raised both hands up so they were leven with her chest. Her hand position quickly shifted and several lightning bolts travel from her fingertips to the ground. The ground began to shake and sand began to shift, "I gave you two warnings. You ignored them." The shaking grew more prominent and several extremely large tentacles broke through the sand. They began to lash at Razorclaw and Patriah almost immediately after emerging.
by Luminesa » Thu Jan 17, 2019 8:38 pm
Ranoria wrote:Azazel
He raised an eyebrow at Michael's comments, still flying about five feet away from the tree Michael was perched on, his four wings beating to keep in that position. He considered pointing out that Michael had only mentioned that they shouldn't be knocking anyone unconscious, but that was a petty and worthless point by now. Instead, he decided to try and explain his position, again.
"As I said, the gas would have disappeared by now, with or without your intervention, it barely would have made it to the ground before it was gone. I ensured that myself. Even the launchers have faded away. And besides, the damage from the gas isn't permanent. Superficial, if anything. It wouldn't have had time to spread across a large distance, and neither of them would have suffered permanent damage." His eyes shifted for a moment, gauging Hamiri and Kimiko's positions, knowing that this duel wasn't finished, but soon returned his gaze to Michael.
"Now, if you're worried about minor injuries and the like, then you shouldn't have allowed us to fight in the first place. Bumps and bruises are to be expected, and respiratory problems that don't extend past a half hour, ones that those of your ilk can likely heal with a have of the hand? I don't think that's exactly what I would call a serious injury."
It was plain to Azazel, at least, that Michael had a serious bias, whether or not he would admit it. He'd done nothing, really, that was worth the archangel's intervention, and the fact that he was being monitored so closely was frustrating, even if he'd expected it.
But this bout would be over quickly now, once it resumed. He already had an idea of how he could restrain Hamiri, especially with his stamina restored, as the battle had taken an impasse. It certainly wouldn't be painless, but it would avoid any major damage. "Look, I understand what you're saying, I do, and if you haven't noticed by the dulled blades, and avoiding impaling Kimiko earlier, I'm not trying to cripple anyone. But this is hardly a matter worth interfering for. You know what I could have done if I wasn't restraining myself."
He said those words with a bit of a drop in his tone, low enough that it would have been a strain for either of his opponents to hear, and while he hadn't seen Michael in ages, he hadn't been given the title of the Strength of God for nothing, and Michael knew that as well as anyone. Gripping his chain, he nodded to the archangel, "Look, just as I have been, I'll try to avoid hurting them, but this is battle. You knew that going in. You'd have given us foam swords if that wasn't the case. Now, I'd appreciate it if you let us finish our bout. It shouldn't take long."
With a stronger beat of his four wings, Azazel flew a decent distance above the treetops, which was out of Kimiko's range as far as he was aware, his gaze locked on Hamiri, chain heavy in his grip. He'd gone on the offensive enough, and he was still waiting for Michael's word to continue their duel.
by Ranoria » Fri Jan 18, 2019 1:22 am
Luminesa wrote:-snip-
by 5pb » Fri Jan 18, 2019 8:23 am
Ranoria wrote:Luminesa wrote:-snip-
Azazel
It wouldn't be a stretch to say that he was pissed, but he and Michael had never exactly agreed on just how much brutality was acceptable. Regardless, he would need to tie himself down ever more. It was an issue. He may have been able to wield any weapon he could conceive to its most lethal capacity, but it was just that. He was wired to maim and to destroy. This...this was different, as he watched Hamiri for a moment, silent. He could throw the chain. If she dodged, he could make another one, and do it again. If she blocked it, or tried to catch it, it would wrap around her quite violently, and probably end up breaking her wings.
He knew she wouldn't be that stupid, but regardless let it fall from his grip. He was walking on eggshells as is, even more so now. "Look, no offense to you, but I'm getting tired of playing cat and mouse. You've got two options right now. Go on the offensive," he extended a hand to the side, a simple wooden pole forming from nothingness in his grip, long enough to wield with two hands, and to keep out of range of a sword, "And test your skill, or I'm going to end this before you have a chance to attack. Or," he scowled, fire in his eyes, "You can turn tail and run. That's easily your best bet at this point. Hell, I can't even be sure that I could catch you. And your friend down there can flee on a whim."
He didn't reveal his plan to end their one-sided duel yet, that would have been silly, but he was confident that it would leave only Kimiko, whom hadn't done much after her admittedly impressive display after his threat. But that was just the issue with Michael's plan. Bumps and bruises didn't work if no one else understood the system. In any proper duel, Kimiko would have admitted defeat, at least in his eye. It had been no different than holding a sword to her throat.
While he waited, just in case Hamiri intended on keeping her distance again, Azazel held his hand out towards her, a grip not unlike the one he'd had over his launchers soon holding a loaded crossbow, the dart nothing more than one with a rounded, rubber head. It would hurt, but nothing even close threatening, especially since he was using a much lower draw weight, around one hundred and fifty pounds, just enough to qualify as a hunting weapon with a real bolt.
"But hey, I'm fine if you just want to accumulate bruises." Aiming for her abdomen, the demon let his shot rip, bolt hurtling towards her, but he had no illusions that it was checkmate, or anything close, not yet, already planting his foot in the bow's reloading mechanism while another arrow appeared, ready and loaded.
by Ranoria » Sat Jan 19, 2019 5:29 pm
by Luminesa » Mon Jan 21, 2019 8:47 pm
by Ranoria » Tue Jan 22, 2019 10:33 am
by 5pb » Wed Jan 23, 2019 7:57 am
by Luminesa » Wed Jan 23, 2019 9:01 am
5pb wrote:Kimiko
Azazel looked over to Kimiko, his arm scorched from the attacks on Hamiri. Kimiko smiled and dropped from the tree she was perched on, and into the bushes below. "If you still want to know more about me, then you don't have much time left," she stepped from the bushes and stood there smiling away. Her sword had replaced the bow that she was wielding before, "You seem far more entertaining in person than you did in the stories. I'd like to be talk learn more about you after this exercise."
Nyarlathotep
The bolt fired by Razorclaw flew through the sand and imbedded itself in one of the tentacles. It didn't do much to slow it down, but the others had already made their moves. Several other tentacles grabbed Patriah and Razorclaw, and one small one made its way into Razorclaw's bag and grabbed the envelope, "This is the one from the roof right? Ah, the damage from the drop will need to be repaired too, I wonder who does that around here. Don't you guys wonder too?" As she asked her question the tentacles pulled them both down onto their knees.
by Ranoria » Wed Jan 23, 2019 10:33 am
by Pax Nerdvana » Wed Jan 23, 2019 12:08 pm
Luminesa wrote:5pb wrote:Kimiko
Azazel looked over to Kimiko, his arm scorched from the attacks on Hamiri. Kimiko smiled and dropped from the tree she was perched on, and into the bushes below. "If you still want to know more about me, then you don't have much time left," she stepped from the bushes and stood there smiling away. Her sword had replaced the bow that she was wielding before, "You seem far more entertaining in person than you did in the stories. I'd like to be talk learn more about you after this exercise."
Nyarlathotep
The bolt fired by Razorclaw flew through the sand and imbedded itself in one of the tentacles. It didn't do much to slow it down, but the others had already made their moves. Several other tentacles grabbed Patriah and Razorclaw, and one small one made its way into Razorclaw's bag and grabbed the envelope, "This is the one from the roof right? Ah, the damage from the drop will need to be repaired too, I wonder who does that around here. Don't you guys wonder too?" As she asked her question the tentacles pulled them both down onto their knees.
“GIMME THAT YOU!!!!” Patriah was furious. He and Razorclaw had been unable to grab any of the envelopes, yet Nyarlathotep had managed to get one of theirs. They had to be careful, or she would find the one in Patriah’s scarf. The way she had them tied did not make the task of hiding the envelope easy, but he wanted badly to keep her away anyway. Instead of swinging his sword this time, he held it, formed a small whirlwind around it, like a sonic boom, and he threw it at her. The force of the wind made it heavier and sharper, and it chopped right through the tentacle holding the envelope. When his sword hit, he yelled toward Razorclaw. “GET IT! GET IT QUICK! WE’RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME!!!!” he yelled.
As he screamed, Michael appeared on the beach, near the shoreline. He had decided to come watch the fighting on this side of the island, and saw that Lucifer and Otohime were working together. They were behaving fine, but Nyarlathotep was causing fear and panic as she fought Patriah and Razorclaw. She had transformed into some huge creature and had managed to steal one of the envelopes. While the fight was intense, however, he did not see that the Eldritch goddess was trying to knock her opponents unconscious, so he stayed back and watched.
by 5pb » Fri Jan 25, 2019 3:03 pm
Ranoria wrote:~Snippu~
Pax Nerdvana wrote:Razorclaw
Razorclaw bared his fangs, and chomped on the tentacle that was holding him, causing it to loosen it's grip for a second. He began trying to run for the envelope. He hoped he would be able to grab it before the tentacles caught him. Razorclaw dived, and grabbed the envelope. He tucked into his bag, this time putting it at the bottom, underneath several books.
by Ranoria » Sun Jan 27, 2019 2:47 pm
5pb wrote:snip
Kingdom of Irhk wrote:snip
by 5pb » Sun Jan 27, 2019 3:21 pm
Ranoria wrote:~snip~
by Luminesa » Sun Jan 27, 2019 9:46 pm
5pb wrote:Ranoria wrote:~Snippu~Pax Nerdvana wrote:Razorclaw
Razorclaw bared his fangs, and chomped on the tentacle that was holding him, causing it to loosen it's grip for a second. He began trying to run for the envelope. He hoped he would be able to grab it before the tentacles caught him. Razorclaw dived, and grabbed the envelope. He tucked into his bag, this time putting it at the bottom, underneath several books.
Kimiko
She watched as Azazel picked up another envelope and tucked it away. He took up a new stance afterwards, he was now playing more defensively. With time running out Kimiko had two options, keep her abilities hushed and let Hamiri try and sneak the envelope from him, or she could try for it on her own. Kimiko loosened her grip on her sword, and closed her eyes. Her tail lifted up until it peaked above her head, a teal light spread out behind her. "If that is the case I will give you a taste of a fox goddess's power," eight extra tails made of the teal light unfolded behind her.
Flames of the same color began to rise from the area around her feet. She took a large bound towards Azazel and gripped her sword tightly. She quickly reached her target and struck him in the chest with the pommel of her weapon. The flame's heat was intense but it moved away from the area of impact as to not burn Azazel.
Nyarlathotep
When Razorclaw bit into the tentacle a green fluid leaked from the tentacle and a small amount would make its way into his mouth. The fluid had the same consistency of blood but it was very bitter, slowly it would begin to burn him."Quick spit it out!" Nyaru shouted out to Razorclaw, "a god's blood is poison!" The actual creature moved towards him and showed some sort of concern. Meanwhile the tentacle that was severed by Patriah burned up into ash, slowly a new tentacle grew in its place. After confirming that Razorclaw would survive the minor dose of her blood she began to bind him up again, Patriah's binding also grew tighter and maneuvered themselves to restrict his arms better.
"Sometimes, I swear that you mortals are looking for the quickest ways to die," she began to return to her human form but the tentacles still had them bound. She sighed as she spoke, "We don't have much time left for this activity. I would prefer that we end this fight now before someone gets killed, be it by accident or not." The tentacles slightly loosened and she began to calm herself down.
by Luminesa » Sun Jan 27, 2019 9:53 pm
by Ranoria » Mon Jan 28, 2019 12:14 am
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