Wolf, the Joker
Spell Caster
My fate.... is unseen... my fate... is the Joker.
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Post by Wolf, the Joker on Jun 1, 2006 20:05:56 GMT -5
(With out a 2nd thought in his mind, he walked in and waited for the other to come in. He leaned on the wall of the elevator. With his arms out, he crossed them and had his golden claw out. But Wolf's eyes was fixed on the man that was giving the orders.)
It's odd, for a school of mages, you would think that you could sent the higher manges.
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Post by The « Scith » on Jun 1, 2006 20:09:43 GMT -5
"The headmaster is indisposed.. and we cant exactly ask for help from higher mages without risking more exposure then we want. Though, it also raises a question as to why the hell would this school be penetrated, so not seeing a high ranking mage is not exactly something so amazing. "
He shrugged slightly, relaxing back against the wall, those black strands hanging loosely infront of his face, looking over at Wolf with that same intention as before. Not to worry about these kids for the moment, as long as they had some common sense it would be all alright.
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Leon
Spell Caster
When you want me there, I'm not. When you need me there, I am.
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Post by Leon on Jun 1, 2006 21:05:36 GMT -5
Releasing his white knuckle grip on his spear Leon took idle steps into the elvator like room. The spear tilted to the side on his back was almost above his head and just barely stopped from slidding on the floor. He turned around and looked to the others fast. He really wanted to know there abilities and weapons, so he could trust them better, but all in due time he guessed.
Not being one to talk, at all really since there where too many new people around him, he just stayed focused on them as he began to try and understand them more, by the way they walked, or moved, or stood even. He saw guns, not something he would ever use, because of his size, and he was sure he would feel alittle odd. He saw a sword, and those scary animels. he was hoping they all brought more to the table than that, but its not like this was a search and destroy mission. even the teacher said to pull out if need be.
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Post by jyo on Jun 2, 2006 0:56:54 GMT -5
Jyo pulled his blade free from it's sheath as they kept going. He needed it at the ready. his right hand went to grab his glock from the inside of his coat and he held it down at his side. He didn't cast his weapon altering spell yet as both would cause distraction.
He kept silent unless he would be spoken too. He figured as this was search and destroy. A bunch of talking would only give them away and that would not be good by any means.
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Post by "The Priest" on Jun 2, 2006 15:45:56 GMT -5
As the Priest walked into the elevator, a noticeable hesitation occured in his stride. He didn't like close-quarters with many people, and 5 was pushing his limit. He kept quiet, thought about things in his mind, listned to his music in one ear, and kept his hand closely and strongly around the figurine in his pocket.
A strange grumbling was heard from him, nothing too loud, but if someone listened, they would have swore they heard some sort of beast cry out from inside The Priest...
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Post by The « Scith » on Jun 3, 2006 1:06:09 GMT -5
Looking to all of them now that they had moved in the rather large elevator, his hand was pressed against a small orb like object right below the buttons representing the different levels they could have gone to. One of them was pushed inwards and the engines above them kicked on, beginning to lower them down into the darkness. It didnt disturb him at the fact the lights cut off halfway down and a set of red ones were kicked on instead, the power in the basement wasnt exactly in proper order due to the issues, and the elevator was seperated from every level by different means of magic and physical barriers.
"Everyone is so tense.. theres no need to worry so long as you dont lose your common sense."
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Post by "The Priest" on Jun 3, 2006 10:46:05 GMT -5
The Priest let off a nervous chuckle, then immediatly squelched it. He would be the first off the elevator, as he was one of the last in. He planned on getting there, and making sure no one else got hurt.
But if they did... oh so much better! Imagine! If he had that Wolf character as an undead puppet... or Jyo... Fair and wonderful Jyo, under his command... Or maybe even the teacher... No, he'd let him be. He would be too hard to control...
A wicked grin set upon his features, but no one could see it. His hat's magic shadow lowered itself over his head, and most of his features were too dark to discern...
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Leon
Spell Caster
When you want me there, I'm not. When you need me there, I am.
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Post by Leon on Jun 5, 2006 0:00:12 GMT -5
Leon had relaxed himself with a technique of breathing he knew from the elder in hightened moments of stress and even, yes he yawned. He almost stretched, but figured it would only look silly for a moment like this. He looked each person over again after hearing the teacher, but the reassurance in his voice also helped Leon calm down, he was more. . . .Flowing now than before, he let things take place that would usuelly make him jump, or even blow it up, but this was not always the case.
Being the Lightning Prodegy he was he knew he was a tensed up machine of death compaired to how the others had to feel, he was still very scarred, and being shy at the most part was not a good thing, though he took orders extreamly well, he did not give them, at all. He had never even tried, he was not one to try anythign stuped either. He knew what he could and couldn't do, but he also knew he misjudged some things, he was just hoping this mission wasn't one of them.
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Post by jyo on Jun 5, 2006 11:38:31 GMT -5
Jyo nearly chuckled at their leader's words. Common sense. A big thng in my life is common sense and calmness He thought as he adjusted his grip on his weapon. he knew that he had been training in every aspect as hard as he could. He was rather powerful for his age really and he knew that even if he couldn't beat whatever they faced he could give it his all.
After all. What is the point in being freaked out or scared. thats only going to get in the way. He thought. He was getting an odd vibe from the priest or whoever the guy really was. Nothing too much. But he would keep an eye on the guy. He noticed Leon seemed tense. "Hey there. You look a bit unnerved. First mission?" He asked Leon in the soft low voice they had been maintaining
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Post by The « Scith » on Jun 6, 2006 8:35:16 GMT -5
'Wonder how long they can manage..' A slight shake of his head was produced, in the same manner as his arms crossing over his chest. The elevator seemed to be shaking a bit from the transfer of solid steel to the tracks that lay against the rock of the old caverns underneath. It was after that did the elevator stop, and the doors come open infront of them. The sounds of distant crashing were ringing through the halls in echos, the sound of a large creature growling, and the screams of the tracers as they attempted to put it down. It did no good, as their leader was busy trying to secure the Academy.
"Hmm. Come. Lets go."
He stepped out from the elevator, hands moving down into his pockets, and that white tiger following right along side him.
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Post by "The Priest" on Jun 6, 2006 9:51:59 GMT -5
The Priest's hand dove into his jacket holster, pulling out with his right hand the 9mm Beretta that was his weapon of choice. Hearing the distant crashing and the horrid screeches of the tracers, he took a hard swallow, and followed the leader out of the Elevator, brushing against the tiger in the process.
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Post by jyo on Jun 6, 2006 12:15:54 GMT -5
Jyo's eyes narrowed hearing the crashing and screaming. his tension was completely gone now. He had a target now. Something tangible he could face. Not some darkness to creep through.
He was right on the instructor's heels more or less. Ember was dashing alongside him "Jyo. Hop on. We have to get moving faster." Said the firewolf. Jyo got on Ember's back by pulling himself up with his right hand. Soon they were in the lead. Not by much as the group was still close to them. But Ember clearly wanted them to go in first. Jyo knowing he couldn't stop his friend decided to go with him. It was thebest he could do. He was sure as a grup they could handle this thing. Otherwise they wouldn't have been sent down here.
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Leon
Spell Caster
When you want me there, I'm not. When you need me there, I am.
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Post by Leon on Jun 7, 2006 0:27:20 GMT -5
It would seem Jyo was wondering if this was Leon's first mission. But before Leon could answer they where getting off. The young lightning boy fell behind the group, but onlu a little. He was hoping to keep them updated on how there flank was coming along, so the silent one fell behind. He held his spear in his right hand off the magnet.
'Well. . . .I guess I couldn't avoid doing something dangerouse since I did come here to become stronger.'
with that, Leon walked along keeping pace with the others, but staying alittle behind.
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Post by The « Scith » on Jun 7, 2006 9:30:48 GMT -5
The rumbling, even if distant was getting louder and louder, that monstrosity was screeching loudly causing havoc in its wake. A low yawn came from Christians lips, that white tiger walking right beside him. He didnt mind the fact Jyo was walking up ahead, it was his funeral if he was assuming getting ahead of the group would do any good. However, the screams of the tracers seemed to slowly begin dwindling, meaning that there were less and less attempting to fight this thing.
"Seems as if our cavalry is finally getting a good thought of their own. Bout' time, we dont need all of um dead."
With that he looked back up ahead at Jyo, almost lazy, a slight flick of that pointed ear, tinged with a deep purple almost slight blue tinted flesh. Black strands were pulled backwards and he pulled a thin band of red from his wrist, wrapping said hair into a pony tail as he walked, kept it out of his eyes. And of course, around his forearms, were odd bracers, which had old markings engraved in them, part of the tie to his older demonic side.
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Post by "The Priest" on Jun 7, 2006 14:51:45 GMT -5
The Priest only heard the word 'Dead', and immediatly, stood straighter. He dove his hand inside his jacket, and pulled out a book, a dark-binded book, with a strange design blanketing both sides. He read a quick portion, then returned it to its pocket inside his jacket. He took out a vial from another pocket, undid the clip in his belt, and smashed the bottle over top of the exposed bullets, as the liquid drenched them.
A little Holy water could only help.
Then, he began the first part of a curse. He covered his entire face in the darkness that his hat produced, and soon, a small chanting was heard. He was almost ecstatic about using some of the 'Tracers', he could only guess that they were Arcane Elites. He was hoping that they could still function as a cohesive unit, with his mind subjecting their broken bodies to more punishment than any living being could handle.
He put the clip back into the gun, with a wet click, it shifted the first round into place, as he cocked it, and then he held it in his left hand, while his right began to seemingly smolder, its outlines glowing a dim purple, as the Raise Dead spell came into being, the ability to command the dead rising in his palm...
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