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Post by Ania Charis on Jul 1, 2013 11:06:51 GMT -5
Ania Charis Words: 457 Notes: lets get this party started Did You Fight to Keep Your Ground Right after her meeting with Pride who finally showed up in the human world, Ania immediately returned to the vatican, summoning up all of her Obelisks. It was more than likely she wouldn't have to be kept waiting very long. Her obelisks were usually not ones to be late like some kind of heathens. She had requested the word urgent be included in whoever was delivering her word. This was an urgent matter after all. Pride had come to the city and while she had not yet launched her attack it would only be a mmater of time. She wanted her Obelisks ready for whatever was to come.
Her meeting hall was grand, far too big for just the table for the obelisks and her own throne. Behind it was nearly fourthousand square feet of nothing but white tile and empty space. She sat in this grand hall, not having the slightest inclination to get up from her waiting spot nor move a muslce. She was seated upon a pure white throne of marble intricately sculpted and preserved from the times of some of the earliest Micans Nitores. It was placed on a matching marble platform ten feet off of the ground. Her right leg was crossed over her left, arms placed in her lap as she sat up straight like a true queen. Really she just figured this would be the best way to meet pride who could only be so far away herfelf. She would be the one up higher whenever Leto came in through the large doors that were just a long tables length away from her.
On the outside she looked completely calm with no real expression save for a smile she always wore. On the inside though she was a bundle of excitement. She wasn't exactly glad that it had come down to putting people in danger. She just knew that this would be an easy way for her, as well as her trusted Obelisks, to bring an end to the beasts. To see Pride with a surprise look on her face as Ania blasted her to nothing but ash, that would be something Ania would give anything to see. She even gained a slightly larger smile at that thought itself. "Don't disappoint me and keep me waiting too, Pride" she said to herself, giggling a bit with her joy though it was much darker than it seemed outwardly. It passed over quickly. Not only was Leto sure to arrive soon, but her underlings who had nothing but this great view of her would also being showing up. She couldn't be giving off the feeling of a psychopath when they showed up.
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Post by Roku Kiyomori on Jul 3, 2013 1:10:35 GMT -5
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REI:17
HAK:11
SEI:21
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[/div] "That's the way. Stand up straight, pull the string with two fingers, aim, and release. Take your time, but if you start to shake then don't fire. There's the ticket!"
Roku was teaching. It was really a huge part of him. The new Quincies and bow-wielding Fullbringers were his students. Being such an old, experienced Quincy and archer, he was the natural choice to instruct them. The students seemed to enjoy his presence; he wasn't uptight about anything unless it was seriously important, such as proper posture when firing a bow. Once they learned how to stand right, everything else usually fell into place.
The door to the archery range swung open with a crash, causing spiritual arrows to miss their marks all across the room. Curses filled the air, but Roku was paying more attention to the rushed-looking messenger who had burst into the room. Panting, the youth delivered his message. "Obelisk Kyomori... your presense is... requested urgently... by the Micans Nitore."
Roku looked down at the messenger with a smile, then directed him over to a chair with a hand on the youth's shoulder. "Rest here for a while, then continue on with your duties. Thank you for making sure I got the message posthaste." He raised his voice to address the room at large, which was already mostly facing him and the messenger. " It would seem I have urgent business elsewhere. You've got 15 more minutes of practice to spend as you will, and I won't be mad if you stay later than that. Last one out gets the lights and the locks!" With that, the obelisk turned and walked out of the range, waiting until the door shut behind him before setting off at a dead run. If the Micans said it was urgent, then by God was it urgent.
Roku again regained his composure outside of the grand meeting hall where the Micans waited. He walked calmly inside, approaching the raised dais where the Micans Nitore was seated with her ever-present smile. Roku met her with a smile of his own, folding an arm over his chest and giving a respectful bow to his superior. "You summoned me, Micans Nitore? Do you require my assistance?" CREATED BY FONG FROM BTN, DEDICATED TO RIMY! [/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by mushi2 on Jul 3, 2013 13:26:55 GMT -5
In the massive open yard of the Vatican, stood an impressively tall tree. This tree, with its large leaves, and limbs that seemed to stretch towards the sky. Priscilla was sitting on one of the lower branches with a book in her hand. Her right leg on the branch and her left leg dangling off the side. There were people in conversations, laughing, walking around her and making all kinds of noises but when she was nose deep in a book the world seemed to fade around her. At first, when she started reading it was hard, but eventually the lines around her blurred. The sounds became quieter and quieter, and soon she even forgot she was sitting in the tree. The only things accompanying her was the book, her thoughts, and the wind that came here and there. Of course, getting lost in a book this good was bad, and the messenger sent to find her had quite a hard time. Until someone told him they had last seen her sitting in the lower branches of a tree. The messenger had quickened with new found resolve and stood at the bottom of the tree yelling up at her. It wasn't until a few minutes of calling for her that she finally heard his words and closed her book abruptly.
She slipped off the branch and landed easily in front of him. The messenger, a tad startled took a step back before repeating his words. "The Micans Nitore requests you admittedly. The matter is of urgent importance." She simply gave a nod and walked passed the man. As she fast walked past people, making her way down curving hallways, past corners and through doors. Until she finally stood outside the last door where the Micans Nitore was. When she walked in she spotted another Obelisk. The Obelisk of Kindness had arrived here before her but it was no matter. She walked across the room, making quick approach to the Micans. Her tattered cloak flowing behind her as she wore the same clothes she always did. Black flats, a one piece top, that could be called a dress as it made her way down past her thighs. A scarf around her neck to hide her necklace.
Approaching the Micans she took a knee briefly as a sign of respect and then stood again. "Obelisk of Charity, Micans Nitore. You required of us on an urgent matter?" She questioned quickly, wondering if the other Obelisk who stood to the left of her had also said something similar but if he had she did not catch it since she walked in a little later after him.
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Post by Vladimir Soukup on Jul 6, 2013 2:43:08 GMT -5
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He continued this for perhaps an hour before he felt someone approaching. Within seconds, he returned the water to the pond, dismissed Tianshang Shengmu, and had freed his hair of the comb. He tucked the comb into his belt and assumed a more meditative pose as a messenger ran up to him, huffing and puffing as he arrived. The messenger gasped for breath, trying to relay his message quickly – and failing miserably. Tahno smiled gently. “Take a few deep breaths, boy. I understand your message is surely of great import, but you cannot share it if you have no breath.” The messenger nodded and practically gulped down lungfuls of air, like a drowning man. The thought made Tahno chuckle. After a few such lungfuls, the messenger was finally composed enough to inform Tahno that his presence was urgently needed in the Obelisk meeting hall. He sighed and nodded. “I will go immediately. Thank you and Godspeed, should I not be the last Obelisk you need to find.”
As the messenger departed, Tahno stretched his legs and swung them over the side so that they rested firmly on the ground. He wondered what could have gotten the Micans’ panties in a twist. She normally seemed like such a placid and sweet individual. It was strange and a little unsettling. He had best make haste – but first, he had to smooth his appearance. He brushed off his coat, particularly where he had sat on it, before checking his reflection in the fountain. Finding it presentable, he turned smartly on heel and made his way to the meeting hall. He paused briefly outside the door to ensure maximum composure before quickly slipping into the hall. As his eyes swept the room, he noted that two Obelisks – Kindness and Charity – were already present, as well as the Micans Nitore. At least he wasn’t the first one to show up. He liked to have a slightly larger audience for his entrances, that they might see the effort put into his appearance. It didn’t matter whether they cared or no, so long as they noticed.
With a mental shrug, he strode forward to join his fellows. “Kiyomori. Mashin.” He inclined his head slightly in greeting to them as he spoke. Then he turned his attention where it rightfully belonged. With a warm smile, he bowed to his leader. “Micans Nitore.” He straightened up and looked her in the eye. “I assume there is something of immense importance to discuss?”
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Post by Teiresias Elpída on Jul 9, 2013 13:22:03 GMT -5
 Teiresias Elpin - Age 26__________________________________________________________
Teiresias was up on top of the bell tower. It was simply his favorite place to be. From atop the toer he could see nearly everything of the vatican, and more than anything else, he could feel the warmth of the sun. His head shifted to let his cheeks have equal sun. He began to relax and simply sink down and relax. It was a relatively peaceful day. He would have rather been in Karakura exploring, but this was just a nice day, with time passing by quite slowly. The slight breezes cooled him enough that he wasn’t burning from the heat, though he doubted anyone else had the breezes, and figured it was only because he was so far up in the sky. His ears could pick up footsteps running up the steps leading to the top, and he simply sat there, not moving or anything.
Once the door flung open the guardian came out stammering, out of breath, nearly falling to his knees. He looked up and said something, Teiresias thought it was the world Micans, so he simply raised his hand up, to let the boy know he could stop. “I know.” He said simply. “Collecting available obelisk for something urgent I’m sure.” He said before looking over. “I could sense the others moving, Roku’s spiritual presence faded when he must’ve stopped teaching, Priscilla I could locate down in the courtyard below.” He told the boy who came for him. “Don’t worry, I’ll be with the micans before you finish that journey of a descent down the steps.” He finished before he stood up on the edge, looking. The boy simply nodded and began to shrink away, the pace of the steps much slower than they had been going up. Ty simply waited for a little, examining his surroundings. Something big was about to go down. He had met a sin, and he knew they were out. This could be it. The moment they had been training for. The moment he had been waiting for. He began to walk, and with a little thought, white lightning was shifting beneath his feet, as he stepped off the edge, before letting his platform drop him down to the ground.
After he made it to the meeting hall he opened the doors. “I apologize for my lateness.” He said. “I was looking for the hellstorm to pass by.” He told the Micans, not really giving acknowledgement to anyone else. “Micans Nitore?” He questioned gently, “Is this it?”
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Post by Leto Pheonix on Jul 12, 2013 17:47:42 GMT -5
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TAGS Ania, Roku, Priscilla, Tahno, Teiresias
STATS HAN: 19, REI: 25, HAK: 17, SEI: 23, BUK: 15, HOH: 26 | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #333333;] ■ Leto could feel the presence of many surprisingly strong humans. This place reeked of those filthy creatures; what else could they be? At current, she was high in the sky above what was known to her as the Vatican. She had followed the trail of reiatsu left by Ania after her earlier retreat. Now she was staring down at the building that she had deducted housed a few of the more significant reiatsu signatures in the area. She could tell that Ania was among them. She was still the strongest of the bunch, so she was the one whom Leto would target first and foremost.
Finished with waiting, Leto approached the roof of the building, letting herself fall through the air until she halted her descent a few metres above it. She wasn't one to sneak around, preferring to let her presence be known. Why would she ever want to hide it? Her searing, heavy reiatsu would likely be bearing down on the people inside the building. Not to mention any of the other, weaker Consecro members that may have been nearby. She wanted them all to know what was coming; their imminent demise. She didn't necessarily intend on killing anyone, but she did come here to send a message. A few deaths would be unavoidable. Eventually, they would all die by her hand, anyway.
Intent on laying waste to the building and it's residents, Leto raised her right hand so that her palm was facing its roof. A telltale, golden spark followed an invisible trail through the air, suggesting the use of Innotescendi. A split second later, an explosion of black and yellow flame lit up the sky as the spark met the roof and expanded rapidly and forcefully. As expected, the explosion did away with the roof of the building. Leto wasted no time in letting herself drop through the hole. She didn't even use her speed to get into the room quicker. She was in no rush.
Leto dropped to the floor lightly and soundlessly, right in the middle of the room. She was quite sure that she had the full attention of those gathered. She stayed silent for a moment, letting the humans take in her regal and noble visage. A chance to bask in Leto's glory was rare, and she was chivalrous enough to let them have it. However, the silence was short-lived. "Sorry to drop in like this." Though Leto's sense of humour was practically nonexistent, she had somehow managed to open with a joke. Though, she doubted anyone would laugh. Whatever she had be about to say next was interrupted by the presence of several more strong reiatsu points. With narrowed eyes, Leto looked up at the hole in the roof, as if she was expecting someone. "So, they came," she murmured. She had known they would, but hadn't expected it quite this soon. No matter, it wouldn't interfere with her plans, but fuel them instead. Though they weren't as strong as Leto, the other Sins were far more than capable of decimating the Vatican. Let's see how much of a resistance today's humans can put up.
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Post by Kelzian Petrova on Jul 13, 2013 1:52:07 GMT -5
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Post by Vilof Tera on Jul 17, 2013 21:58:14 GMT -5
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Vilof sighed. He really didn't want to do something like this. It was so out of character for him to just charge in and follow the other Sins blindly, most likely to their doom. It wasn't a very smart, nor tactical decision to just barge into the enemy's stronghold like this. Much less with such an unorganized force like the Sins. Sloth wouldn't be surprised if a few of the Sins actually turned on each other, even when their main enemy. God, he hated the only people he could call allies.
But, he was here because a certain Amazonian flaming bitch practically forced him too. Even if he was stronger, he really didn't want to deal with such a handful like her. Knowing Vlasta, even if he killed her over and over, she would just keep coming back with more and more people. That'd be even more of a burden than just coming to the human world. Then Leto said something about attacking and one thing lead to another. And that's why Vilof slowly descended to stand a few feet away to Leto, his body slumping and his entire aura gave off the feel that he didn't even want to be here. He yawned slightly, looking about the room, his eyes not really seeming to be looking at anyone or anything in particular. His stare was absent, as Sloth himself wasn't fully there yet.
He stretched, before opening his mouth as he appeared to try to speak. After a few moments, words finally came out. "Well....I came. Don't kill me." He said slowly, the spacing between each syllable being drawn out much longer than they were needed. His head slowly looked towards Leto as he commented on not killing him, not really worrying about anyone else in the room. Even if some of them were on par or greater than himself, Sloth was never too worried about dying besides by someone who has killed him before.
That's when he became more aware of his surroundings, his eyes losing a little bit of their absent appearance. He looked around at other people again, what he knew were various races of humans. "where are we again...?" He asked, to no one really. His voice still carried the drawn out, slowed down style as before. His hand moved towards his hair, fingers finding comfort as he scratched the top of his head. He shrugged after a few moments, any response to his previous question most likely lost somewhere between his left and right ear. "oh well. He said, his face barely moving to the make the words.
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Post by Mars Demetrias on Jul 19, 2013 15:42:09 GMT -5
I DON'T NEED YOUR FUCKING HALO can't you see i'm no one's angel [atrb=style,border-top: 8px solid #000000; border-bottom: 8px solid #000000; border-left: 3px solid #000000; border-right: 3px solid #000000;][bg=7b3636][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top]
It seemed like Mars was the last one to arrive on the scene, maybe she shouldn’t have bothered herself with destroying that pizzeria back there, even if the people and loud music did piss her off; now there might not be anything left for her. Though when she arrived she could tell no one was fighting yet, she knew that their enemy was still alive, which meant that they must have been slow. Oh well, as long as she got to make a scene and kick some ass it wouldn’t be a completely worthless trip. Spying the hole in the roof she knew that was the meant entrance, but Mars never did the expected.
Instead, she sped around the building looking for something, finding the door of the building and looking it over; she conjured up a fireball and sent it hurdling towards the door. It crashed through and sent flaming shards of the building scattering throughout the room as well as blew the door off of the hinges. Flaming debris flying throughout the room endangering friend and foe alike, she didn’t care if it wasn’t necessary, she never did, she just wanted to cause a pointless mess and show of strength.
Through the doorway where the barricade once stood was still lined with fire Mars slipped inside of it without fear, they were her flames after all, not to mention living in Hell kind of took the fear of fire away from anyone. She mastered fire, she owned it, least she felt like she did, and there was no reason for her to worry about getting burned. So her clothes might get singed, they already looked like shit, and at any rate, fire never seemed to damage her much anyway.
She stood on the opposite side of the other Sins, arms crossed over her chest as she shot glares to everyone present. She scoffed at the humans; her piercing gaze took in their expressions and she grinned as she pictured each of them covered in blood, begging for their miserable lives to be spared.
”Step right up ladies and gentlemen, who here has the balls to try and kick my ass?” Mars asked, her loud, somewhat gruff voice echoed throughout the apparent silence of the room, looking around eagerly for any takers.
”What? Are ya too chicken to get yer asses up here? Or do you just know it’s pointless to fight and are giving up?” She taunted, she was looking for a response from someone, anyone, and when she didn’t seem to get it she scoffed yet again. Her reiatsu was crushing, pumping negative feelings throughout the whole area, maybe they were just too intimidated to move.
”These guys are pathetic…”
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Post by Ania Charis on Jul 22, 2013 15:07:25 GMT -5
Ania Charis Words: 686 Notes: Nyc can come later. Once your fights start you can break the overall post order Did You Fight to Keep Your Ground Four of her Obelisks had shown up in haste, first Roku, then Priscilla, followed by Tahno and Teiresias. She greeted each of the with a nod of her head. She had full intentions of waiting for the other three to show up before she went into what had been so important that she called such a short notice meeting. It was then that she sensed the arrival of their main guest and she knew she had run out of time to wait. Ania switched her legs, sitting up and looking down to her seated followers while she still had some time to explain. "Earlier today I finally met the sin of Pride. I've called you here to inform you that our duties to protect this world will be starting soon but it seemed I was slightly wrong about such a thing. I'm sure you've noticed it as well as I have. She's getting closer to the Vatican every second. We aren't going to have more than a few moments to prepare. Others will likely come with her. Get ready" she spoke calmly despite the danger coming their way. Ania didn't dare show any worry. She didn't need to. She and her obelisks could take whatever the sins had coming for them. That much she was sure about.
No more than a few seconds later Leto had plunged right down through the roof, making a large, unsightly hole there. Ania didn't look impressed by her showy entrance. In fact she kept her straight, bored looking face. Of course Pride was going to have an obscene entrance. Ania had expected her doors being broken down but this was about as expected. She even had a well thought out pun to go along with her means of entrance. How cute.
"So glad you could stop by Pride. I didn't think you would accept my invitation so soon. Don't worry. I'm ready for you though." She got up to her feet, standing up on her pedestal and making sure Leto knew who was the one higher up right now. She didn't tilt her head down to look, only moved her eyes. Leto wasn't worth the trouble of moving a muscle. She wanted that woman to feel every bit of how much Ania though she was worth. "I assume you brought along some guests of your own?" She didn't need to ask. She felt them the same was she had felt Leto coming. The bad thing about being powerful show offs was that you were never really a surprise. Shortly after Leto's arrival three more sins made their appearance. Ania didn't even glance at the newcomers, not at the one who insulted them, not at the one who seemed out of it nor the foul mouthed red head. They didn't mean a thing to her. Those were the ones that her obelisks would be taking care of. That was what they had gained their ranks to do.
Leto though. Leto was hers. Ania reached behind her back, undoing the bow there and letting it drop to her feet. It would get in the way if she were going to fight. That was a sign to her obelisks that she too would be partaking in this fight and it was rather obvious who she was claiming as her own opponent. "Let me treat you to what I promised, Pride" She picked up Alcestis. She also output a small amount of power to her rings and anklets, blades being produced by both items in seconds. She didn't attack yet though. She was waiting for the others to begin their tasks first. Her and Leto. It would happen but there was an issue of all this power in one confined space. It the building couldn't take it Ania had every thought to take this to the skies with Leto. It seemed fitting as well. Finally she tore her eyes from Leto and looked to her obelisks. "End them" she order in a stern tone. She wasn't going to accept anything less than the permanent deaths of every togabito here.
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Post by Roku Kiyomori on Jul 24, 2013 15:52:07 GMT -5
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WHATEVER TOMORROW BRINGS
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[/div] Roku nodded as the Micans Nitore gave them the briefing. He'd felt the sinister energy encroaching upon the Vatican as well. With the order to prepare, he stretched out his gloved right hand, forming a longbow made of blue metal, ornate white vines climbing up the sides. This being the Vatican, he was well equipped with Ginto Tubes and Seele Schniders, 15 of each stored inside his coat.
And then the roof imploded.
A being of immense strength, higher than the Obelisks, in the same ballpark as the Micans Nitore with her Sigil, entered through the massive hole. The two that entered after the leader were more on par with Roku and his comrades, though in raw strength they seemed to have an advantage. Roku pushed his glasses up with his free hand. At that moment, another wall collapsed, revealing a particularly foul-mouthed Togabito taunting the room. She seemed determined to make herself stand out. More than that, though, something about her really grated on the Obelisk of Kindness.
"End them"
Roku leveled his bow at the redhead, then pulled back the string. "Gladly, Micans Nitore." With a thought, he allowed his gathering Reishi to flow into his arteries, allowing him to fight at a higher level at the cost of defense for the moment. Immediately, he let loose with a volley of seven arrows. The first six were the normal blue light, radiant in the dim hall and moving at lightning speed. The last lagged behind the first few by just a second as Roku pulled out a Seele Schnider and aimed straight for his opponent's chest. The reishi-enhanced blade gave off a high-pitched whine as the chainsaw-like waves of energy sliced through even air. He wasn't going to play around, and his bow awarded him the advantage of range, unlike his Vollstandig. CREATED BY FONG FROM BTN, DEDICATED TO RIMY! [/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by mushi2 on Jul 24, 2013 16:41:52 GMT -5
The Obelisks that were currently at the Vatican were here. Kindness, Charity, Chastity, and finally Patience. Who always came last to every meeting. When Chastity had walked into the room he had inclined his head and spoken her name as a greeting. She gave a little incline back as he also addressed the Micans Nitore as she did, asking if there was something of importance to discuss. Soon after Patience had arrived. Apologizing for his lateness as he mentioned about a hellstorm passing. The Micans quickly explained the situation and Priscilla was already as prepared as she could be. They could all feel it, the Sins were approaching, and they were strong as they were. An explosion rocked the room, as her eyes admittedly turned yellow. Seeing all the other Sins that were approaching but she didn't move a step. As a Sin dropped through the roof, her body slightly turning towards it to eye its reiastu and several others that were arriving. The Sin had started with a joke, and Priscilla's face didn't even make a movement.
She felt the other Sins arriving as the one who came now looked up at the hole she made in the roof. Another Sin dropped through the roof. The Sin spoke out loud to the five, speaking of them obsessing over the Sins. Saying that they were not much to look at afterward. Her eyes glowed a fierce yellow. As the malice of her reiastu was spreading out around her. Yet another Sin came through the roof. She guessed instantly just by his demeanor that he was Sloth if there ever was one. Just by the way he acted and spoke. He said he was here and to not kill him and soon he asked where they were at. Although it seemed soon enough he didn't care altogether. This group of Sins was deffinately going to be an odd bunch. Then the last Sin arrived, making another loud entrance as a door blew off its hinges, firing along the rim as Priscilla didn't even bother to turn her head away from the three other Sins who had arrived. The last Sin to arrive was talking some mad shit, not that it mattered since the words went in one ear and out the other. She looked from Sin to Sin then back to the Micans. Waiting for the order and to see what was going to happen next.
The Micans had named the one Sin Pride, it must have been the one she had met before. The Micans Nitore was going to take on Pride, as she undid her bow from her back. This was going to be a rare and beautiful sight to behold, she couldn't ever recall having seen the Micans fight previously, but there was a first time for everything. Suddenly the Micans gave the command, "End Them" and this sent a shiver of pure joy down the length of her spine, as her reiastu even got more malicious at the command. Her eyes glowing a deeper yellow as she let more reiastu pour into her being. The Micans was facing Pride, Roku was already firing arrows at the red headed one who had made a brilliant entrance. She decided her best bet would be the lazy one, leaving the last one for Patience to deal with. Her eyes were locked onto Sloth, even though she was keeping a mental note of the others.
Due to the powers of this form she would be able to easily track his movements and counter them if need be. It was all hand to hand combat for her for the moment until she went to another form. Pulling at the spirit of the floor she suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind Sloth. Both of her hands coming out in quick succession as she attempted to make several quick hits along the length of his spine. All the while watching with her eyes where his reiastu was going next so she could track his movements and counter, block or make better of his next attack.Profile LinkHAN:20 REI:20 HAK:15 SEI:20 BUK:15 HOH:15
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Post by Vladimir Soukup on Aug 3, 2013 2:51:23 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100%,true][atrb=cellPadding,15px,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0px,true][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/11uul8l.jpg]Go for it. I'll give you the first shot. Beyond brief nods from Patience and the Micans, there was no acknowledgement of Tahno’s entrance. Were he the type to be petulant, he probably would have pouted slightly. But he reasoned that no acknowledgement was better than unnecessary chit-chat or being showered with worthless compliments. Not by much, but it was still better. Besides, he was not here for attention. The Micans Nitore had a purpose in summoning them and he had no desire to wait around for the remaining Obelisks to show up. Of course he couldn’t just leave, but he still wanted to. He reminded himself that he existed for the Micans’ will and patience was needed for this, resigning himself to waiting for as long as necessary. But as soon as the thought passed through his mind, his head snapped up and he stared at the ceiling. He knew he was not the only one who could feel that suffocating reiatsu above them. He only distantly heard his leader’s orders, fascinated by the strength of this Sin…this Pride. There was no way he could stand against her and he had a feeling that helping the Micans battle against Pride would only result in him getting in the way – not to mention killed. Yet it might create an opening for the Micans to exploit and that was enough to awaken Tianshang Shengmu, the eerie light of the comb glowing even through the fabric of his belt. Before he could pluck the comb from its place, the ceiling crashed down upon them – sacred stone that had stood in place for centuries suddenly reduced to rubble. And down through the destruction floated a glorious monster. Yes, he could understand why she was the very embodiment of Pride. Her entire being spoke of arrogance and conceit, as well as a confidence that was sickening. Even the way she spoke dripped with her pride. It infuriated him, yet he knew beyond a shadow of doubt that he was no match for her. He would undoubtedly die if he attempted to fight her, though it would be a worthy death indeed. As Pride and the Micans exchanged a sort of banter, Tahno pulled Tianshang Shengmu from his belt. He deftly pulled his hair back and twisted it into a simple, elegant up-do. As he worked, even more Sins arrived – two dropping down through the hole Pride had created and a third blasting through the door. The third was probably Wrath. Only Wrath would make such a destructive entrance. Lord in Heaven, they had no respect for beautiful architecture at all. It was disgusting. He wrinkled his nose, choosing to ignore the comments each Sin made upon its entrance. They were disgracing this house of the Lord – foul blemishes in the eyes of God. And it was his duty to wipe them off the earth. He finally tucked everything into place with the jade comb as the Micans gave her order. He glanced at his leader, awed that he would have the chance to see her in action. Or rather he would be feeling it. He was not a spectator here. It was time to get serious. His eyes darted to each Sin in turn, gauging their reiryoku and guessing which ones would be the greatest challenge. He wasn’t surprised to sense the greatest reiryoku in Wrath, but the other two Sins were of equal level in that department. And while he would have liked to test his strength against the stronger opponent, Kiyomori had already targeted her. With his range, he would probably be a decent match for her. Meanwhile, Mashin flashed to the lazy-looking Sin – Sloth, he assumed. That left the tall, white-haired man to be dealt with. And Tahno had no intention of sitting around waiting for the matter to resolve itself. Pulling on the floor’s soul, he leapt towards the last Sin – his body flickering out of sight for a moment before he reappeared beside it. He spread his arms slightly and took up his usual fighting stance – legs shoulder-width apart and his feet firmly pressed into the ground. Tianshang Shengmu flared brightly and a fountain of water erupted from the comb. He pulled the water down to his waist and formed six whips. He twitched his left hand and lashed at the Sin’s head with two of the whips before twitching his right hand to lash out at its legs. tagged ~ 4 Sins, 3 Obelisks and the Micans Nitore words ~ 731 stats ~ HAN: 15; REI: 20; HAK: 20; SEI: 20; BUK: 20; HOH: 15 credits ~ post template by vitriol of on the edge. |
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