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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 18:19:15 GMT -5
Post by Kanna on Dec 20, 2007 18:19:15 GMT -5
Bordeaux stood there, still gripping her sword. She couldn't attack too harshly..Then again, Seto was likely to get hurt if she didn't do something....Her eyes wavered, teeth gritting. If only there was someway. "Tayr...Where are you..?" She whimpered quietly.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 18:25:32 GMT -5
Post by Quill on Dec 20, 2007 18:25:32 GMT -5
Without warning, the Ahtaf collapsed suddenly, dropping Seto. Tayr stood over the quickly dissolving Ahtaf, a strange glowing katana in his hand. "You should know better...nothing escapes my knowledge." he growled. He sheathed the sword, which vanished, sheath and all. He helped Seto up. "Don't worry, this is all a bad dream. Stop reading all that manga before bed." Tayr smiled. Seto wiped his eyes. "Come on, let's get you back to bed." Tayr walked out with Seto, presumably to take him back to his body.
Glide cleared his throat. He smiled. "I feel better all of a sudden."
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 18:56:55 GMT -5
Post by Kanna on Dec 20, 2007 18:56:55 GMT -5
"That's good..." Ovan smiled back.
Bordeaux collapsed against the wall, or rather, she would have if she hadn't slid through it. She yelped slightly, landing on the floor. She blinked before laughing. Somehow, a lot was realived of her mental pain.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 19:03:53 GMT -5
Post by Quill on Dec 20, 2007 19:03:53 GMT -5
Tayr returned a few moments. He smiled. "My apologies. I assume you knew about Ahtafs." He made a motion like grabbing a sword handle, and the sheath appeared. Tayr removed it and handed it to Bordeaux. "Take this. It's the only sword that can damage an Ahtaf." He produced a cigarette from somewhere. He snapped his fingers and a small flame appeared on the end of his finger, which he hused to light the cigarette. "If what I just saw is correct, the rip is affecting the Ahtafs as well as you world. They'll keep coming after those who are close to you, and anyone else pulled through the rip."
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 19:11:59 GMT -5
Post by Kanna on Dec 20, 2007 19:11:59 GMT -5
"So then I guess we need to find the others who got pulled through and mass-produce the sword then?" Bordeaux asked. "Or is that possible."
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 19:14:40 GMT -5
Post by Quill on Dec 20, 2007 19:14:40 GMT -5
"Easy as anything." Tayr smiled. "Now, as long as you have this sword, you've got the powers of a Rystaf, an Ahtaf Slayer. So they're gonna go after you and the ones you care about. Be careful." Tayr smiled. "I'm gonna go tell the other rip victims." he frowned. "And I think I hear another Ahtaf coming. Be careful." he vanished.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 19:15:43 GMT -5
Post by Kanna on Dec 20, 2007 19:15:43 GMT -5
Bordeaux nodded proudly, putting away her own sword hand holding the other one delicately. She waited, eyes narrowing.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 19:18:09 GMT -5
Post by Quill on Dec 20, 2007 19:18:09 GMT -5
"E-excuse me..." A little boy with blonde hair and blue eyes no older than seven had materialized beside Bordeaux. "I can't find my mommy..." Glide and Kalos didn't notice him.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 19:19:37 GMT -5
Post by Kanna on Dec 20, 2007 19:19:37 GMT -5
Bordeaux was catious. "Who is your mother...?" She asked, suspecting the child was actually deadly.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 19:25:17 GMT -5
Post by Quill on Dec 20, 2007 19:25:17 GMT -5
The boy looked up at her, confused. "I don't remember..." The child's eyes fell on the Rystaf sword. A look of fear filled his eyes. "Please, I don't wanna go back! I don't wanna be a monster!" The boy suddenly began to shift and change. His eyes narrowed, his hands became gruesome blood-covered claws. His body twisted and morphed horribly. His clothes began rags, revealing horrible scars and wounds that dripped blood. His teeth became long fangs. The Ahtaf gave an inhuman screech, slashing out at Bordeaux.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 20:20:17 GMT -5
Post by Kanna on Dec 20, 2007 20:20:17 GMT -5
Bordeaux, being caught offguard, was hit, but not fatally. She cursed mentally, and drew the sword, slashing out at the monster.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 20:22:05 GMT -5
Post by Quill on Dec 20, 2007 20:22:05 GMT -5
The slash hit the Ahtaf on the chest, releasing a spew of black blood. The Ahtaf screeched again, but it was different. Mingled with the screech was the cry of the little boy. With a snarl, the Ahtaf slashed out again.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 20:34:49 GMT -5
Post by Kanna on Dec 20, 2007 20:34:49 GMT -5
Bordeaux winced at the next sting of the attack. It was hard...A child...A child's cry. She tried to keep attacking, but ended up dropping the sword in the end. She fell to her knees. It was torture..Mentally at least.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 20:46:19 GMT -5
Post by Quill on Dec 20, 2007 20:46:19 GMT -5
The Ahtaf reared back for the final attack, but froze. Jerkily, uncertainly, the claws wrapped around the sword. "Please, miss..." It was the boy's voice. "I'll be ok. That message seemed to take all of his strength. The Ahtaf released the sword with a snarl.
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Beyond
Dec 20, 2007 20:48:47 GMT -5
Post by Kanna on Dec 20, 2007 20:48:47 GMT -5
Bordeaux, shaking, took the sword and slashed out again. A horrid emotion shook her over and she let out a tiny sob, feeling horrible.
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