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Post by albatrosstrevelyan on Sept 6, 2006 12:04:05 GMT -5
"You need help Prilla, I think I got something to heal those quite quickly?" Micah said concerned about her injuries. "Look out the bird is coming again!" Micah put himself in front of Prilla, and through a bottle in the air "Illuminate!" he screamed, and the bottle exploded in a flash of brilliant light, blinding the bird. "Prilla, are you okay?" he said quickly, concerned again.
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Post by Loogs on Dec 28, 2006 12:22:27 GMT -5
The bird cried out in anger and lunged at Hector full-speed. He was prepared this time though. He swung his sword at the bird's head, but however much he was prepared for the attack, he wasn't counting on the bird to have a method of countering his attack. The bird snatched the sword from his strong hands with its equally strong beak, and flew up to its nest, where it carefully dropped the Tiamat Blade.
"Oh ho ho! No one steals my sword and gets away with it! You're in for it, birdie!" Swirls of familiar crimson flames turned circles around Hector's body, and when the transformation to Phoenix Angel was complete, he jetted up close to the bird and delivered a smoldering punch to the bird's forehead, bringing it down to the ground with a raucous thud.
"Anyone want to finish him off, or should I?"
OOC: Look guys! I exist! Really!
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Post by Tout-Perd on Jan 5, 2007 16:19:33 GMT -5
*time skip. Time skip. Time skip. Tomorrow's always four months away, eh loogs? BIC: Prilla stood once more, ignoring the injuries she had received. "We shan't kill it. But we shall vanquish it. Leave it to me, Hector." She focused, recalling how she arched her columns by controlling their growth patterns. She closed her eyes, recalling its position, and gigantic pillars of stone errupted from her palms with an ominous rumbling. She braced herself, the columns soaring overhead like monochrome rainbows before crashing to the earth like the wrath of some furious deity. A cloud of debris rushed outwards in all directions, obscuring vision for a few moments.
"The work my hand hast dealt shall be adequate." Prilla said with a smug tone, and gestured towards the bird. Though obviously relatively unharmed by the collossal attack, it was pinned beneath several tons of granite. It probably could struggle free eventually, but at the moment, it was out of comission.
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Post by Loogs on Mar 7, 2007 21:02:58 GMT -5
"You got it! Let's go get Spyridion!" However, before Hector even turned around, Spyridion placidly walked across the clearing in the forest, leg bandaged, but in overall good shape. He dragged his machete along with him, and silently made his way towards the caged bird.
He had a look on his face that symbolized pity as he peered through the gaps between the granite. "This....this....this isn't a Stymphalian bird." He glanced at Hector sadly, and tried to remove as much of the granite as possible. He cooed softly to try and soothe the bird, and it worked miraculously. The bird thrashed and nudged at the boulders, but once it got free, it nuzzled up against Spyridion before flying back to its nest where it did before it was disturbed.
"It's not a Stymphalian bird. It's a formidable bird, yes, but not quite what we were looking for." Spyridion waved at the bird, smiled, and skipped back towards Naura, who was waiting patiently for her master at the edge of the forest. "I guess they don't live in the forest after all."
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