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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:14 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:30 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 8:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:35 am
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So many faces, thought Nerius as he stared down one of the black-clad men. How long was I--"
His sentence was puntuated at that moment by his own reflexes as a flash of steel slammed into his shoulder, sending him to his knees. The impact spot stung a bit, and Nerius touched it briefly, noting that his last-minute freezing had done the trick. The katana wielder reeled from the steel-on-ice impact, flexing his arms to shake off the shock.
Baaaaad people. Killing time! It's kiiiiilling tiiiime! The presence was ablaze with glee. Nerius clenched his fists at his sides, sending a jet of superheated steam roaring against the ceramic floor. "Killing time..." Nerius muttered under his breath as the man in black lunged at him again, his blade singing as it ripped through the air.
Nerius reacted just in time, sending two spires of ice out from his palms, making two short, jagged lances of ice that vaguely resembled blades. He crossed the blades in front of his face, wincing as the steel made a crunching contact and sprayed his face with tiny shards of ice. Nerius ripped his arms apart and opened his mouth, sending a tendril of water from his throat directly into the man's gut, knocking him back. The man recoiled easily, exectuting a flawless back handspring and lunging forward again. Nerius withdrew the watery tendril and raised his ice blades again, rushing forward to meet his foe.
The ice and steel met again and again, each time sending a ringing crack around the hall. Nerius moved fluidly left and right, parrying and dodging slices and, from time to time, launching his own jabs and slices. To his surprise, however, his opponent seemed equally as agile, though he moved with a delicate, airy grace, leaping from toe to toe and dodging every blow that came his way. Ahhhh, can't hit the baddy? Trust us, laddy. Take him out, or we'll do it for you! Ah ha ha!
Suddenly, Nerius' vision blurred and he felt himself leaping backward, away from the man in black. His body lurched and twisted with an eerie, fluid motion that he could not control. His arms raised up suddenly, though he didn't mean for them to. The icy blades melted back into his arms, and a crack could be heard from somewhere behind him. Before Nerius could make sense of the mess, he felt a jet of water strike his back, instantly absorbing into his mass. His features melted away and his body sprouted dozens of watery tentacles, which flew out in all directions, planting themselves in the floor. A void opened up somewhere around where his stomach would have been, and hundreds of ice shards flew out towards his opponent, who stood dumbstruck, gazing upon the mishapen behemoth.
The shards made impact due to sheer volume, as the katana-wielder could not dodge all of them. He began to fall to his knees, blood spurting silently from a few wounds in his face, neck, and chest. Then he steeled his constitution and lunged forward, with noticably less agility. Before he could come close to striking range, however, two of the tendrils grabbed his left arm and his right leg, hoisting him into the air like a doll. A gurgling, spluttering sound, that vaguely resembled maniacle laughter, issued from Nerius' distorted form. The gurgling was cut off suddenly as the man screamed in agony just before the tendrils pulled his body in two.
At once, the tentacles released the two bloody halves to the ground and froze. Then, a matter of moments, the watery blob fell to the floor, leaving Nerius half conscious in the massive puddle, sprawled on his stomach. He groaned softly but said nothing, neither finding the urge to speak nor the strength to move.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 2:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 6:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 7:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 10:03 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 10:27 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 11:01 am
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