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Post by bulbaboy on Jul 28, 2008 16:35:38 GMT -5
Rick allowed Joseph to walk away. His eyes continued to scan out over the water as though he were searching for something familiar. The words he had just heard continued to echo in his mind. Was Joseph unaware of the destruction at Slateport? Reconstruction was still ongoing with no projected finish date. Everyday more bodies were unearthed from the rubble. People who had no warning when Miko turned his summon on the unsuspecting city.
The railing snapped as Rick hit it with his fist. Black flames wrapped around his hand as his fist clenched again. Then a familiar hand touched his back. He turned to see Mia, a sad look etched across her face. His hand returned to normal as the fire faded, though his fist remained clenched.
“Why do you hate him so?” Mia asked, her eyes briefly lingered on the broken railing before locking on Rick.
“He is responsible for the destruction of an entire city. There was no misunderstanding, it wasn’t an accident. We opposed him and in the process he allowed his beast to rampage through Slateport. Other occasions as well, he has been an enemy of my friends and I for a long time.”
Mia bit her lip and looked back at the door Miko had entered. “I’m sorry Rick, but our people need allies more than anything right now. Before we went into seclusion, our greatest allies were the Summoners.”
“That was four-hundred years ago. Miko wasn’t the leader of his people then. They’ve changed.”
Mia shook her head, “For our sake, I hope you wrong.”
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 28, 2008 17:07:16 GMT -5
"Mangroves on an atoll, about a mile away."
"First stop, a mile away," Yoshimitsu said to himself, approaching the front of the ship again. "First place to make port... I hope to god Hector doesn't ask for the fight now. Just in case..."
Yoshimitsu raised his palm to his face, and looked as though he was focusing very hard on the lines on his hand. While he was focusing very hard on something, it definitely wasn't the palm of his hand. He closed his eyes, and slowly one side of his face was covered in a silver glow as something formed there. He only held it for a few seconds before he moved his hand away and the glow vanished.
"That's fine. At least my fallback's always up and running. Now, let's see..."
He drew the Bahamut Blade and raised his arm to the side. Calling Bahamut was no issue for him really, but he needed to be able to channel the dragon without summoning him. The was a flash, and suddenly the blade was covered in translucent blue flames, and seemed to hover on its own. The flames extended to Yoshimitsu's hand, and part way up his arm. He moved his arm, and the sword followed, as though it was still in his hand. Yoshimitsu shrugged, and the flames vanished.
"I think I'll be more than ready in that case," he said to himself.
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Aug 21, 2008 18:58:54 GMT -5
Celestia traveled around back of the boat and watched the ocean. She watched as the water trail that was left dissappated into the waves of the saphire blue water. "So beautiful..." she murmured to herself quietly.
Celestia lazilly fell to the hard wooden floor of the vehicle and succumbed by the beauty of the ship. Smiling she stretched out and relaxed.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Sept 19, 2008 15:50:59 GMT -5
OOC: I'm not a fan of gay-bashing. And by that, I mean getting bashed in the head with my keyboard by a gay guy, so I think I'll post now. BIC: Miko stood on the deck, looking rather focused as he began weaving a spell. His fingers were moving so quickly that it was hard for the eye to follow, a green luminiscience, similar to that of fireflies, building in the air before him. With a circular gesture with his left hand, the glow stopped growing, and snapped inwards. He extended his right hand, grabbing the shape in the center of the glow and walking towards the edge. He tightened his fist, whatever was in his palm crunching loudly. A moment later, he sprinkled a jade colored dust into the water. A green line extended from it to the atoll, now clearly visible and close by. Miko looked around trying to figure out who was coming with him, and then decided that he'd just have whomever wanted to come along join him. "Hey, Isabelle! Time to go!" Miko called, catching her attention and gesturing for her to come over to him. The girl, having been watching the ocean from the port side of the ship, turned to face him and jogged over. "So, where's our boat?" She asked, glancing around questioningly. "No boats. No life rafts, no life boats, no landing crafts... Nothing of the sort on here." Miko mused, partially informing her, and partially thinking of it himself. "We walk." "On water? Who do you think you are?" Isabelle did a double take, looking at Miko's face first, to see if he was serious, and then again to make sure she wasn't going crazy. "I may be the emperor, but I don't put on airs to such a degree." Miko said with a chuckle, and gestured with his thumb over the edge. There, something appearing to be a green carpet the width of a small road stretched across the surface of the ocean, gently rising and falling with the waves. "I gathered as much phytoplankton as I could in a narrow band, meaning that it should be able to support our bodies. It won't last too long, but it should hold out for at least ten minutes." Miko's mouth tweaked slightly, evidently a subdued smile of pride in his intelligence. He then hopped over the edge, landing with a loud squish on the walkway crafted of microscopic plants. He then began walking along it, unsteadily at first, but soon gaining his balance and moving at much faster pace. He turned around, and waved his hand, calling Isabelle to follow him to the small ring of trees incongruously in the middle of the open ocean.
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Sept 19, 2008 18:02:55 GMT -5
Celestia perked up from her resting spot, and grabbed her bow and quiver. "What," She said noticing the long strip of phyto plankton, "They must be heading ashore! Excellent!" The elfen woman jumped in the air, her energy wings billowing in the sunshine, giving off an angelic look.
"Miko," She yelled in a loud and effeminate voice, "I'm coming with you, though I won't have to use your green plant bridge, but I will fly slowly to make sure everyone makes it safely, I don't know if anyone can swim?" Celestia laughed and flew high ahead waiting for anyone else to join the party.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Sept 25, 2008 11:52:59 GMT -5
"A walkway made entirely of plankton. I'm impressed, Miko," Yoshimitsu said, nodding appreciatively. The fact that Miko probably could not hear him did not deter him, because he'd never let anyone intentionally know that he was impressed by them. Unfortunately for him, he was heard. "Yoshi, admitting to be impressed. That's a first," Hector said, appearing at Yoshimitsu's side, a smirk on his face. Yoshimitsu shrugged. "I'm trying out new things, y'know?" Yoshimitsu replied. "How are you crossing the water anyway?" "Miko made a bridge?" Hector smirked again, and pointed at the phytoplankton bridge. "Oh? Not gonna make your own way?" Yoshimitsu asked, raising his eyebrows. "You mean you are?" "Naturally. Step back, please."
Yoshimitsu hopped up to the railing of the boat and stood there, holding his palms together and closing his eyes. A bit of elemental control, it was nothing major. A mile or so long bridge that could support itself somehow and not get swept a way in the tide, however, was not minor. He focused very intently on his element of choice, feeling it fill his hands, causing them to glow. Suddenly, he shot from the boat, and thrust his palms at the water, firing a white beam from them. As soon as the beam touched the water, the water froze over, creating a decent sized platform of ice that extended to his destination.
Yoshimitsu landed on the ice, slightly breathless. He paused only to freeze some small ice blades to his shoes, allowing his to skate at his leisure to the island. As soon as he reached the atoll, he would melt the bridge so the water's climate didn't change.
"Always a show off," Hector muttered, grinning, as he hopped on to the ice bridge and followed Yoshimitsu.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Nov 25, 2008 19:16:55 GMT -5
"Thanks for the cover, Celest'," Miko responded warmly, his subdued grin now growing into a friendly smile. He extended his left hand, a vine rising out of the ocean like a surfacing serpent, and then wrapping itself around the railing tightly.
"There you go, Isabelle," He turned, and continued walking. If the girl was bold enough to jump onto a random ship, then she'd be brave enough to slide down the vine onto a supernatural catwalk. He glanced to the side, and saw Yoshimitsu fly by on his skates.
"Clever... I shoulda just waited on that, and then grew plants over it to make it easier to walk on..." Miko made a mental note of his companion's capacity for such powers. It seemed that since their last meeting, he had grown much more powerful, or at least significantly more practiced in the use of what powers he did have. It was hard to say from a display like the most recent one.
Miko braced himself as a wave rolled under the walkway. It was unlikely that it would have even made him stumble, but he couldn't be too safe. Besides, if he did anything that looked too stupid, Joseph and Hector wouldn't shut up about it for the rest of the trip. That was a threat greater than any other he could foresee... Setting his jaw grimly, he continued striding towards the destination.
"You any good at tieing knots?" He shouted back to Isabelle, only turning his head for a moment to make sure she was behind him.
"If you aren't, this could be really tricky." Miko mumbled to himself, curling his fingers. The carpet of plankton curled inwards, preventing the spray from the waves from reaching him. Concentrating more intensely, he unfurled his fists, and brought his hands up. Large, leafy sheets of green shot up from the edges of the bridge for the last few steps of the way to the atoll, shielding it. Miko licked his lips, and then stepped up onto the wet stone and gnarled roots of the island. A crab scuttled out of his way, descending into the maze of mangroves that entwined the land. The Summoner began speaking the moment Isabelle left the walkway.
"First things first, clear your mind, and hold your hands like this," Miko instructed, not wasting any time on the formalities, and turned his arms inwards at the elbows, left palm facing up with the right palm resting on top of it. They were on a schedule, and he was in charge of meeting said agenda. If it meant teaching this girl only a few tricks at a time, so be it. It was better than nothig.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Nov 26, 2008 17:31:30 GMT -5
Yoshimitsu game sliding to a halt as he neared the end of the ice bridge, the blades on his shoes making a terrible screeching noise as he turned completely side on to stop himself. He promptly hopped from the bridge, and waited for Hector to finish making his way so he could get rid of it.
"Bit slow, aren't you, Hector?" Yoshimitsu taunted as Hector finally arrived at the island. He pointed his palm at the ice bridge and frowned, concentrating hard. With alarming speed, the ice melted into water, the temperature rapidly rising so that it was the same as the surrounding ocean.
"Not all of us can make skates so easily," Hector replied, punching Yoshimitsu playfully on the soldier.
"Yeah, clearly 'cause you fail," Yoshimitsu said, looking at the island. It seemed nice enough, plenty of plantlife, and the landing was nice enough. Good size.
"Not as much as you," Hector retorted.
"Oh yeah? Wanna put your money where your mouth is?" Yoshimitsu challenged, grinning.
"Is that a threat? Or a promise?" Hector asked, grinning. Yoshimitsu replied, by reaching to the Bahamut blade, while groping around in the pouch at his waist. After a few seconds, he pulled out a second sword, a katana with no guard.
"Show me whatcha got, Hector," Yoshimitsu said, jumping back so there was a decent space between the teenagers. Hector grinned, and grabbed one of his swords. It was gold in colour, almost alarmingly long, and it looked a lot heavier than either of Yoshimitsu's swords.
"First cut wins," Yoshimitsu declared. "I don't want to hurt you as much as I could."
"Oh yeah? I can't wait to see you try," Hector replied. Yoshimitsu took that as the challenge, and took the first move.
Yoshimitsu was showing just how much he'd improved immediately. He was fast. As he darted around Hector, he was blurred, moving too quickly for him to be seen properly. He threw himself into a violent vertical spin, bringing the Bahamut blade sweeping down at Hector, who immediately raised his own sword to defend, placing his palm on the blade for some extra support. Quickly, the blonde teenager angled his sword so that Yoshimitsu slid off the blade and lost his balance. However, even as Hector swung his sword down, Yoshimitsu flipped to his hands, and threw himself into the air, the blade narrowly missing cutting off his hand.
"You're getting better, Hec," Yoshimitsu said, spinning in the air and bringing the second sword, the katana swinging down at his opponent.
"You're not so bad yourself," Hector replied, again raising his sword to block. Metal clashed with metal, but Yoshimitsu quickly twisted and kicked off the golden sword, flipping to land on his feet a decent distance away. Hector ran at Yoshimitsu, gripping the sword in both hands now for better control, and spun into a horizontal slash, but Yoshimitsu ducked under the attack. Hector quickly shifted his grip, moving with a speed Yoshimitsu thought almost impossible considering the size of the weapon, bringing is down diagonally. Yoshimitsu jumped back to dodge this one, but Hector didn't let up, and stabbed at Yoshimitsu's stomach. Yoshimitsu sidestepped this, but Hector again attacked, bringing the blade round from the side.
There was a flash of light, and suddenly the blade stopped without meeting Yoshimitsu's arm. Something had formed there. Now, Yoshimitsu's arm was covered by a perculiar sort of armour. Extending from his wrist to his shoulder was what looked like samurai armour plates, each seperate plate adorned with spikes like those running down Bahamut's back. Covering his hand was Bahamut's head, but a still version, more like a model. clamped in Bahamut's mouth was the Bahamut blade, but even though it was in the dragon's mouth, Yoshimitsu could still spin and twirl it, as though it was phasing through the dragon head.
"Neat trick. That's Bahamut, isn't it?" Hector asked, jumping back.
"Yeah, I've been experimenting with summoning him into things," Yoshimitsu said conversationally. "I think it's worked pretty well, don't you?"
"Yeah, it looks cool, but I still don't think you can beat me," Hector said, smirking.
"Let's find out," Yoshimitsu said, raising the Bahamut blade. He slashed at the air in front of him. As he did so, he released a blade of blue and gold flames, much like Bahamut's Mega Flare attack. Hector grinned, a confident look on his face, and brought his sword cutting through the attack. However, that clearly wasn't Yoshimitsu's intention. No sooner than Hector had dissipated the flames, Yoshimitsu was in the air again, bringing the new style of weapon swinging down again. Hector didn't block this time, he swung his sword in an arc above his head, making Yoshimitsu quickly draw up his katana to defend. The blue haired teenager quickly used the momentum caused by the swords meeting to spin in the air and swing his foot down, crashing into the back of Hector's head, sending him staggering. Yoshimitsu seized his opportunity and slashed again, opening a very shallow cut on Hector's bicep.
"Looks like I win," Yoshimitsu said, grinning as the armour faded from his arm.
"That was a cheap hit," Hector retorted.
"But it worked, didn't it? Hang on, I'll heal that for you," Yoshimitsu said. He raised his first finger and traced Hector's cut, green sparks playing over the skin and knitting it back together.
"Next time we hit an island, we'll spar again and raise the stakes a bit," Hector declared.
"Yeah, and we'll see if you can beat me just once on this trip," Yoshimitsu smirked.
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Post by Hamuu on Dec 5, 2008 17:49:11 GMT -5
“How about you show her a real demonstration of your powers,” Rick said as he faced Miko’s back. “I’m sure we could find a more populated island that you could destroy.” “Rick please...,” Mia pleaded, but Rick ignored her. Joseph had cause the mage to question what he knew about summoners. His hope was that he could push Miko far enough that he’d show his true colors. OOC - Hopefully a n RP fight will help remove some of the "rust"
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Dec 7, 2008 7:59:53 GMT -5
"A fight?" Yoshimitsu said, approaching Rick, Miko, Mia and Isabelle. He was already sliding his swords back into their respective sheathes as he walked, with Hector only a few steps behind him. He kept one hand on the hilt of the Bahamut Blade, just in case. "Why would you want to fight here? Better, why would you want to fight at all?"
"Uh, Yoshi? What we did we just do?" Hector chipped in. Yoshimitsu wanted to turn and and smack him.
"We were sparring, not fighting," Yoshimitsu said, glancing at the now grinning Hector. "But thats totally not the point. What's going on, guys?"
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Post by Hamuu on Dec 7, 2008 13:42:58 GMT -5
“This man,” Rick pointed at Miko as he answered Yoshimitsu, “Is a monster. He destroyed Slateport and killed innocent people. Everyday they find more and more bodies in the rubble. They project it will still take another year before the rubble is cleared enough for reconstruction to begin. So much destruction and for what? So this greedy bastard could become more powerful.”
Ricks hand grasped the bladeless hilt strapped to his belt, “Tell me Miko, was the cost worth it?”
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Post by Tout-Perd on Dec 7, 2008 21:43:16 GMT -5
"From a military standpoint? No," Miko began walking towards Rick, waving his hand downwards and the waves parting. Stepping on the now dry rock, he met Rick with his carnelian gaze.
"From a diplomatic standpoint? Not at all. From a personal standpoint? I consider it a total failure. My people's morale was bolstered considerably by the ease that the city was destroyed with, but I... I found it disheartening. My people always said that taking land for ourselves was glorious, what we were meant to do. We were starting at the base of the globe, and climbing to the greatest heights-"
"That was all a load of bull. The common man wasn't our enemy. We were his. And when we began to rise against him, he was forced into conflict with us."
"So if you're wondering if I'm proud of what I did, I'm not. I'm the reason why my people are hated and reviled around the planet. We're seen as being as evil as Nazis, as insidious as terrorists. In a London club, the week after the Slateport incident, a man was beaten to death for having green hair. The assailants walked after claiming self defense."
"The only reason why nobody has tried to destroy the Summoner society at the South Pole is because they're afraid that our agents would obliterate every major city on earth in retaliation. They don't realize that I'm the only one of us with anywhere near that calibre of power."
"So, if you're wondering if I'm thinking murdering millions of people in order to villify my race was a good decision, the answer would be no," Miko twirled his cape, and turned away from Rick.
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Post by Hamuu on Dec 8, 2008 1:28:21 GMT -5
“Don’t turn away from me you coward.” Rick spat at Miko.
“Military? Diplomatic? Personal? Is that really all it is for you? Had anyone of those been yes would you have taken pride in hurting innocent people? Your only concern is that your people have been ‘vilified’. Do you not feel remorse for those you killed?”
Rick’s right hand tightened on the hilt as he took a deep breath, “Miko, you just don’t get it do you?” Light burst from the end of the empty hilt as he pulled it from his belt. Tendrils grew and coiled as the blade lengthened forming a rather sturdy broadsword. His left hand had become enveloped in black mist that seemed to stretch out and retract independently.
“Do you think maybe fate brought us together today? That maybe in the grand scheme I am the one meant to slay Miko, the monster of the south?” Rick laughed, “The only drawback is that Lee would never forgive me for being the one to strike you down when I know he feels it’s his right.”
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Post by Tout-Perd on Dec 8, 2008 16:41:21 GMT -5
"And that's where you fail to get it," Miko didn't attempt to produce a weapon, merely slipping a ring off of his right index finger.
"Whatever my sins are in the past, I'm willing to be an asset to the whole planet now. I had power then, and used it the wrong way. It had a bad effect. I have power now, and am trying to use it for a good result," Miko crushed the ring, a green glow forming around his right hand.
"Of course, if you'd rather, you could kill me and let Bagan be passed on to a much more militant summoner than myself. One who would repeat my mistakes, smash another city, maybe two or three before they learned their lesson."
"Valon and Zebedee both have come to terms with the situation. They're the most level headed, diplomatic in your little group there. Don't you think that it would be best to listen to their ideas instead of your own?" Miko lowered his hand again.
"Of course, that's not what this is about at all. This isn't a debate about my present state, or what I deserve for the Slateport incident. You know as well as I do that this whole conflict between you and me is because of the Kul'Tathen. Considering that siding with them, instead of letting them attack Olivine, where my family lives, ended up making me ally to Valcara and Koji..." Miko looked down, the water beginning to run around his feet again.
"Your revenge is a sentiment that is fully expected, if somewhat overdue. I'll accept your attempt at such, since you're fully entitled."
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Dec 8, 2008 16:51:14 GMT -5
"That's enough!" Yoshimitsu said loudly, strongly. His hand had flown to his sword, which was now half-drawn, just in case. "For god's sake, this isn't meant to be about revenge or punishment. This isn't a trip where people are trying to settle scores or make enemies. We're here because we want to be here, to help Miko or whatever." Yoshimitsu's grip on the Bahamut blade tightened slightly. He had never met Rick before, but the hatred that was barely concealed in every word he said was not something he could ignore.
"Dammit, can't you see that Miko's trying to make things better? He's trying to make up for what he's done? I know that doesn't make up for it, but at least he's trying to make amends." Yoshimitsu's voice had risen now. "Which is more than I can say for you. I wont stand here and let you attack Miko."
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Post by Tout-Perd on Dec 8, 2008 16:59:01 GMT -5
"Yoshimitsu, Hector, stand down. I know that both of you understand, but he doesn't," Miko muttered, raising his glowing hand and pointing it directly at Rick.
"He's had this anger brewing inside of him for ages. Not just at me, but at the people I've associated with. Cobra killed Ender, Koji killed Sly, and Valcara murdered his mother. Such things can embitter somebody for life," The summoner stomped with his left boot, the water drawing back again until the top of the atoll was completely exposed. Small creatures scuttled and climbed for cover as the earth rapidly dried beneath them.
"I'm that one point where all of the misery you've gone through up to this point intersects, aren't I? Well, then come. Let it all out. If we don't do this now, you'll just come after me at some other time," Miko began moving his free hand about, strands of light appearing from the air as he touched it. If Rick attacked now, he'd be ready to counter it, hopefully, but... One could never be sure.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Dec 8, 2008 17:10:41 GMT -5
Yoshimitsu's eyes moved from Miko to Rick slowly. "Hector, let's go," Yoshimitsu said, turning away, sliding his sword back into its sheath. He looked back over his shoulder. "Miko, not that I doubt ya, but if things get too rough for ya, just yell." He grabbed Hector's shoulder and spun the blonde teen round, walking a fair distance away from Miko and Rick. However, he didn't return to the boat, and turned around again, watching them.
"Yoshi, why you getting so worked up over this?" Hector asked. "Because," Yoshimitsu said, choosing his words carefully. "I know what it's like to live in the past. There's no point holding old grudges, life's too short and all that. If he-" Yoshimitsu nodded at Rick "-doesn't stop, he'll either get ripped apart by Miko, or he'll end up torturing himself, looking for revenge. Neither of those are worth anything." Hector considered this for a moment. "You've given that a lot of thought," he said. "I don't want anyone to live a life like mine. I've made too many mistakes," Yoshimitsu said, his voice once again reaching freezing point.
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Post by Hamuu on Dec 9, 2008 20:11:16 GMT -5
“Rick don’t-” Mia started but was cut off by Rick.
“Mia, we both know what will happen to you if you stay here. White and black magic don’t mix.” Despite all the hatred that flowed through him his words towards her now were soft.
“But what about Shin-Ra?” Mia questioned, “You’re the last black mage and if you do this all the trust you’ve worked so hard to earn from the other mages will be lost…”
“Execution or exile,” Rick said, then turned to look back at her, “Mia, please go.”
She bit her lip and hesitated, “If you get hurt I can’t heal you…”
Rick didn’t respond. Mia sat down on her trunk as it floated by her. Slowly it made its way toward Yoshimitsu and Hector. When she was safely out of range, Rick turned back to Miko.
“Just shut up Miko.”
Rick dropped to his knees and thrust his mist-covered hand into the dirt burying it nearly up to his elbow. Immediately the ground around Miko erupted in every direction as tendrils of crystallized black energy ripped their way towards the summoner.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Dec 9, 2008 20:51:11 GMT -5
"You chose poorly for our initial matchup," Miko jerked his hand, and the glow shot into the earth like a green bullet. A moment later, the rock about him was obliterated further as massive vines, each covered in thorns and the size of a telephone pole, surged outwards. They intertwined with the tendrils, exerting incredible ammounts of pressure. As the black tentacles continued surging forwards, Miko balled his hand into a fist.
As the first one came within inches of his face, it shattered. Quickly following its lead, the others all exploded in showers of smokey grey. Miko crossed his arms, watching Rick haughtily and smirking while the shards rained around him.
"I was expecting much worse from you, Rick. Aren't Black Mages supposed to be the greatest engines of destruction that magic has to offer?" Miko maintained his expression, though at heart, he was much less confident. I've gotta make him think I've got him utterly outclassed. If I don't, my plan won't work nearly as well...
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Post by Hamuu on Dec 10, 2008 21:23:45 GMT -5
“I told you to shut up!” Rick snarled wolfishly. An emotional maelstrom raged within the mages soul. Anger, pain, fear, and hate – all that had been pent up was now unleashed and strengthening his magic. Even those around him were feeding him with their negative feelings. Giving him the power he would need to defeat Miko. But Rick couldn’t go full power to quickly, this release of emotion had already caused the other soul within him to stir. If it woke up completely then the entirety of Ricks being would focus on containing it. That would leave him open to any of Miko’s attacks. In addition, if he became to drunk with the constant flow of power from the individuals gathered here then his lust for power would take over and he would willingly release the demon within. Years of mastering his power had taught him to control both the demon and the lust, but with out the Elder Seers to guide him in his training Rick was never able to fully blend with them. Something that Rick knew would eventually cost him dearly. For now, he would have to gradually build up to his more powerful spells. He withdrew his hand from the dirt and punched down again. This time, instead of his hand making another hole, it disappeared into his shadow. It reappeared at Miko’s feet and clutched the Summoners ankle. With a jerk Rick pulled him through the shadow and, continuing the motion, threw Miko as hard as he could towards the center of the island. Rick kicked off the ground and flew after him reading his sword to strike wherever he landed. OOC- Hope you don’t mind the auto. I just reallllly wanted to do that And sorry about the long winded middle part, but I had to do that since not everyone is clear about Ricks history. And will play a part in this fight.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Dec 11, 2008 1:04:34 GMT -5
"Urgh," Miko didn't even have time to say anything before Rick had flung him. He had clearly underestimated the versatility of the youth when it came to magic. Miko somersaulted through the air, catching himself on his feet before he could collide with the harsh stone. Rick's blade met air, Miko having ducked the attack reflexively.
"Do you think that you can match me? Honestly?" Miko brought up his bracer, and sparks flew as he parried Rick's next swing. Twirling his cape to his right, Miko spun around behind Rick, launching a kick at the back of his head. The mage was too canny, however, and ducked the blow as he spun to strike at Miko. The blade stopped again, now striking an invisible screen of force that Miko had conjured at the last moment.
"Try this," Miko growled, and threw a punch directly at Rick's face.
OOC: I'm seeing it as both characters are "Gishes" so to speak, with Rick a far better caster and Miko a better trained melee fighter with experience on his side.
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Post by Hamuu on Dec 11, 2008 10:40:15 GMT -5
Rick’s body tumbled backward through the air as it skipped along the ground. Reaching out with his hands, he dug them into the earth creating a large scar in the ground as he slowed himself down. A small trickle of blood emanated from his brow but Rick immediately placed his finger against the small wound.
“Fire,” He muttered and gritted his teeth as flame leapt across his finger and cauterized the wound. The mage stood up and readied himself for another assault on Miko.
Release me…
Rick stood completely still. Up until he had been shadowcasting, the fire he had just conjured was the first instance of real black magic in this fight. Had such a basic spell really been enough to awaken him? Had Rick grown that weak? Or… had he grown that much stronger?
Do not confine me… Do not use my power as your own…
“**** off,” Rick said to himself and then leapt up off the ground. His body flew high into the air until the atoll had become a small dot beneath him. With a deep breath, he closed his eyes and leaned backward allowing himself to enter a freefall. He gained speed unnatural fast as he used his own ability to fly to push himself down towards the small island. As he neared impact his sword ignited in black flames.
Rick readied his sword in the event he actually made impact with Miko, though it was unlikely. Miko or ground, the mage didn’t care which one he struck.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Dec 11, 2008 12:25:01 GMT -5
"Nice trick," Yoshimitsu commented, following the fight easily. "I'll have to ask him how he does that." "How which one does what?" Hector asked, frowning. "The one that's not Miko. I don't know his name," Yoshimitsu replied. "That thing he did where he grabbed Miko. It was pretty neat." "Oh, right," Hector said simply. "How come you're so interested in this fight anyway?" "Because it involves Miko, and because I know what's driving the other guy," Yoshimitsu said. "Why Miko and what drive?" Hector asked, rubbing the back of his head now.
"Why Miko? Hec, he's one of the most powerful individuals in the world. Hell, I wouldn't want to fight him, and I've been improving so much recently," Yoshimitsu explained. "That man has more tricks up his sleeve than any street magician. If I ever have to fight him, though I probably wouldn't, I'd probably be a bit intimidated. Would you want to fight someone as strong as him?"
"Okay, fair enough. What about the other guy? What's so interesting about him?"
"His drive. He's fuelled by anger and hate. If he holds back in the end, I'll be surprised. And can't you sense the power coming from him? It's intense," Yoshimitsu said, frowning as Rick cast the fire spell. "And there's something else about him, there's definitely more to him than meets the eye. I've yet to meet a mage who doesn't have some amazing fighting ability, and I'll be damned before that's him."
"That's why you're still here?"
"No, there's one other reason. If Miko looks like he's losing, I might have to step in," Yoshimitsu said, frowning.
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Post by Hamuu on Dec 12, 2008 16:18:00 GMT -5
“No, if Rick looks as though he’s going to kill Miko then I will stop him.” Mia said.
She held out her hand and revealed a small ball of light dancing just above her palm. “It’s called a flash heal and one of the few healing spells that can be used over long distances. It’s low level and would usually just help to give someone their second wind and heal up a few minor injuries. But healing spells are different when it comes to black mages. This would effectively become a tranquilizer. Anything stronger would send Rick into cardiac arrest or kill him out right.”
She closed her hand and rested it on the trunk. The possibility that she would have to do that to Rick scared her and she wasn’t entirely sure if the flash heal was weak enough to keep from killing him. Unfortunately it was the weakest long range spell she knew and her weakest spells required contact. But getting close to him when he was like this… the black magic radiating from his aura alone would be enough to kill her.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Dec 12, 2008 17:19:42 GMT -5
"Miko wont hurt him if he gets knocked out or hurt by your magic," Yoshimitsu said. "He wouldn't kill him either, if he knew he was winning." Yoshimitsu's hand was resting on the hilt of the Bahamut Blade again, as thought he was about to launch himself into the fray. "But if Rick looks like he's winning, I'm gonna step in. Miko's my ally and my friend, and if I'm sure I'm more than a match for Rick if it comes to it."
OOC- LOL SHORT POST
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Post by Tout-Perd on Dec 12, 2008 17:21:24 GMT -5
Miko took advantage of the lull. His calloused hands instantly flew up and began to work feverishly, a spider crafting its web. Threads of green sprouted from the air, winding about his fingers and moving of their own volition. Motes of light began to sprout from the air, and were sucked into the phantasmal loom. Miko did not take his focus off of where Rick had gone, however, his eyes sharply focused on the sky above.
"Oh ****," Miko growled beneath his breath as Rick began his diving attack. Miko had been expecting long-ranged combat, not a full out physical rush from above. Miko ended his casting with a jerk of his arm, and a new ring, this one transparent, glimmered into existance on his left hand.
"Mogu..." Miko concentrated, and there was a gigantic flicker of red in the air. The summon didn't attack Rick as it blinked into existance, but merely grazed him with its bulk. The blow deflected the youth about three paces to the side, Rick's focus and drive allowing him to ignore the actual impact. He continued plummeting, correcting his angle despite the disruption.
The Summoner let his beast fade, and brought up his right hand, another barely visible barrier forming directly in the path of Rick's swing. The sword seemed to pause for an instant, and then jerked as it tore through the field roughly. There was a noise like stone crumbling as the forcefield shattered, Rick's attack cleaving it in half. The delay bought Miko enough time to get out of the direct path, but the sword still came within a foot of him, and flames licked at his side.
Not maintaining any pretense of invulnerability, Miko clutched at the wound. Blood seeped through his fingers, dripping to the rugged stone beneath his feet. He was using fire... But it CUT me? How on earth did that- Miko's thoughts were disrupted by another swing, this one with less force, but much harder to predict. Miko shifted his weight, jumping into a backflip away from the mage. As he landed, he transitioned into forwards movement, rushing at Rick and preparing to throw a high kick to the boy's chin.
OOC: Remember, Miko'll try to guard swordblows with his bracer. Though with the power Rick's throwing around, I could see a direct hit damaging if not destroying it outright. Then I really don't have many options in close quarters.
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