"I have no doubt we will. And I never got your name! If I'm going to look forward to killing you soon, what should I call you?" Sunset yelled back. His Oriental side was acting up, the tropes of Gun Fu working their way into him.
Actually, all that meant was that his voice didn't sync up with his mouth.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
Felix's display quickly garnered Lucky's interest, not because of the sheer number of vultures he took out had been several times what he had been able to take down . Lucky flew around Felix's general vicinity. "Interesting... what else can you do?", he called down , reloading his revolver with pure, somewhat moving black bullets that seemingly appeared from nowhere around his hand.
Lucky took a moment to wipe off the blood running down his cheek, his eyes still glowing. "Time to burn...", he muttered, firing off a single round into the mass of flying heathens . It caught one vulture in the wing, immediately engulfing that half of the vulture in black flame, sending it hurtling to the sand below it.
"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
Who's Vergo-san.
Rivers turned his head back, again, just enough to see Sunset. He noted how peculiar it looked to see him speak, as if his lips were saying something different. Weird.
But that smile was still there, as it had been. "Chick Rivers, 'The Enlightened.' Assassin." The man in dreads tucked his hat down as he pointed out his occupation, then turned back to his walk. This guy he just met was sure to pop up again, he had no doubt. Probably at a bar fight or something.
edited 27th Sep '11 5:01:06 PM by HeavyDDR
I'm pretty sure the concept of Law having limits was a translation error. -Wanderlustwarrior
"It will be a pleasure to battle you once again, Chick, Rivers." said Sunset solemnly. He walked back over to the little girl and started reloading his other revolver. "So. What's your name then?"
Be Legendary
"Platform 21 is currently experiencing technical problems. There is currently a lightning storm over the station. Please remain calm. We apologise for any inconvenience" explained the voice. Upstairs, Perdition looked out. Above them a mass of electricity created clouds in the sky. It was a -dry- lightning storm.
Perdition hmm'd, having seen his fair share of natural occurrences. It looks like his aunt had been right, it had been a mistake to move here. Still... they had no choice, and so instead of focusing on the past, Perdition planned for the present. "Cancel all ingoing and outgoing trains. All personel are to come inside. We are going under lockdown" ordered James, sweeping a hand across.
Built into a mountain, most of the station was rock and earth, already blasted by previous lightning storms. Steel gates clamped down over the train tracks, sealing everyone inside. Artificial lights flickered on, and everyone prepared to weather the storm. Hotels opened their doors, and they waited it out.
Which platform are you guys on anyway? It goes from top to bottom, so platform 1 is at the top, below Perdition's office. It goes down about fifty floors, with the important bits higher, and maintenance being 40 and lower.
Inspirational quote against powerful image of nature.
The Maid
"Little Feather"
Was the girl's short answer as she walked in what was quite probably the wrong direction. Still she still had a bloody nose to deal with so she didn't put her best into her navigational skills.
Taco. Decide where we are and guide us to where we want to go!
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
"No, no, hey, we gotta go clear Track 26, 6 levels down. This storm's getting pretty bad on 21, we should hurry before the elevators get inoperable." suggested Sunset. He grabbed the girl's hand and forcibly dragged her to the nearest inter-track transport. "This is going to be great!"
Be Legendary
"Security breach. One blast of thunder has actually struck through the station. No one was hurt, but fires have begun to spread. The hole is quite large, and unless defended we could see an invasion" explained the head of security, called up to Perdition's office. A tough old Marshal, he wore the normal cowboy wear of stetsons, jeans and black waistcoat. Resting on his back was a black coat, and he regarded James with admiration.
"Nothing could survive in that storm. Only one thing has. Remember the Desert Hedgehog that laid siege to the station?" enquired Perdition, and the Marshal nodded. "Almost as big as this place... I'll never forget. Still, we're glad we had you that day, sir, to subdue it. I suggest we just put guards and medical crew there to help with the injured." At the man's suggestion, James waved him away. "Do it, and go."
YES YOU ARE GOING TO BE FIGHTING A HUGE HEDGEHOG, WHY DO YOU ASK?!
Inspirational quote against powerful image of nature.
The Maid
"Woah"
Bing dragged the little girl in the poncho kept her nose blocked with one hand while the one responsible for her bleeding took her away.
Well... at least he should know where to get food "You think the thing the big voice said is big? I can eat it afterwards, right?"
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
"Of course you can." said Sunset. He mashed the elevator button and continued to drag them in as the elevator descended. He himself was, of course, a Big Eater, and would eat Railkill from time to time. Said times being all the times when the money from his gunfights wouldn't make ends meet, which was predictably often. But he was ready now, to let ends meet for the first time in, like, months... probably.
"Now, what can you do? I figure I'll need to know ahead of time so I don't go messing you up if your combat style's different."
Who's Vergo-san.
"This place sure is confusing..." Rivers commented to himself. He felt himself about to go in a large circle, taking note of a familiar looking store. He stopped to think to himself of where he should head, but during this stop, he could hear some announcement: a lightning storm was overhead.
It seemed the town-like station took immediate action. All exits were being sealed with thick iron doors, people wrapped up their shopping, and the citizens and travelers were making their way to hotels.
"Always something going on," he murmured, scratching his chin. A group of guards attracted his attention, making their run to the nearest elevator. Clearly, they were on a mission, but Rivers was more interested in their knowledge. As the gaggle of men rushed past him, the assassin stuck his arm out to the right, the straggler of the pack slamming straight into it like a tree branch. The fingers clenched and drew the man upward into the air.
The guard was squirming in his grip, both hands wrapped around the strong arm. "Howdy," Rivers greeted. "I have a question. I'm looking for a guy who works for the government. For all I know, his name is Mr. Government. Mind pointing me in his direction?"
"A-All security... i-is on the t-top floor...!" the man panted. "S-Sir, p-please! There's been s-serious damage and I n-need to be down there...!"
Rivers grinned a little wider, then dropped the guard on his ass. The man quickly picked himself up and sprinted after his sector to catch up. The assassin sighed, looking straight up. "Top floor, huh? Guess I'm walking." Of course he wasn't going to walk up stairs, that would take too long. While that chaos ensues a few levels below, he would just jump from level to level as much as possible, kicking off of walls and grappling rails as he did so. Really should have just done this earlier, he thought.
I'm pretty sure the concept of Law having limits was a translation error. -Wanderlustwarrior
The Maid
The little girl kept rubbing her nose... when suddenly a bunch of blue colored electric sparks appeared all around her, including a little arcs of electricity going from her person to nearby metal.
Her eyes turned from stormy grey in color to a intense blue as she showed her abilities. Still sparkling the little girl looked up to the elf and simply said "I do this"
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
Thom Raiwhat?
Felix glanced up as one of the other men in the group asked about his powers, shrugging slightly. People didn't often seem to realise immediately how his powers worked, and in the heat of battle it would take a little too long to explain.
Once upon a time, he would have been surprised to find out that his powers were not universal. By now, though, after a few years out in the world, it had become clear that not everybody had the same capabilities as him. He didn't really mind one way or another, but the explanations were getting to be just slightly tedious.
"It depends," he replied to Lucky, allowing the claws to extend from his fingertips again. As the wings burst from his back once again, gliding through two ragged slits in the back of his shirt as they unfolded. Waiting for the others to attack first, he began to beat his wings, rising into the air once again as he waited for an opportunity to strike, eyes fixed on the vulture.
Anyway here's Blackwall
Cogito Ergo Sum
Zedrick Ignavus had arrived far too early for his train and, for the lack of funds to do anythting else, had decided to take a nap on one of the uncomfortable metal benches, suitcase and cane underneath it*
He was awakened rather suddenly by a jolt of electricoty, and fell to the ground in his panic.
"Gyaagh! What - did I get hit by lightening agai? no wait, I'm inside - Oh! What happened to you?"
He pulled out a hankercheif and tried to wipe the blood off of Little Feather's face.
"Here, tip your head back. What happened?" He asked Sunset, presuming some relation between them.
Pretend there's something clever written here.
Kyrio smirked, and watched as the vulture went for the other people.
He motioned and the sand began to swirl beneath the bird, and long tentacles began to reach out, grasping at the large vulture. Simplicity had its good points. He would simply pull the thing beneath the sands, where nothing could reach it. And then he'd hypercondense the sand, crushing the large bird.
Be Legendary
The vulture darted through the sand tentacles, ramming into Kyrio with the speed of a runaway train. As he dealt with the impact, it suddenly flew up, arcing over into the desert. A moment passed. Could it have returned to the desert? But no, it came back, just four feet above the ground, wings out and flying at speeds that would have shamed a jumbo jet, heading straight to the group with it's talons pointing straight ahead.
There are it's stats in the discussion thread. It's strong against sand/earth, since it lives in a desert. I shouold probably add some more viable weaknesses lol.
edited 28th Sep '11 5:49:24 AM by BigDaddyP
Inspirational quote against powerful image of nature.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
"I see..." Lucky might have inquired further, but now wasn't the time. The vulture was fast approaching, and Lucky wanted nothing more than to see it dead. An idea formed in his mind, which resulted in a bright glow in his eyes as he decided to give it a shot.
"If you could distract the vulture for a few moments, i may have a plan. I'll need you to lure him back at my signal. Trust me, it'll be painfully obvious what the signal is." With that, he flew straight at the vulture, lowering himself as low as he could at the last second to hopefully pass under the vulture and keep heading straight for Ashi.
"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
Thom Raiwhat?
"A distraction? I can grant that wish," Felix responded assertively, rising into the air and whistling loudly, a gong-like sound echoing from his lips as his wings began to shed light. His claws, which were by now also shedding the same golden light, sharpened themselves as he rushed towards the vulture in a flurry of noise and glowing wings.
Anyway here's Blackwall
Be Legendary
Currently the blades were pointed down, almost scraping across the ground with no room. As Lucky flew at the vulture, it responded by moving faster. When they were a few feet from each other, the vulture brought up the swords, wanting to stab Lucky. Instead, it gave the demon enough space to fly under it. Missing it's target, the vulture flew into a house, smashing it to pieces from his velocity, but exited out of the top, performing a complicated aerial maneuver and coming back down towards the group unpeturbed. Lucky was far away now, but a glowing light showed him Felix. They met in the air, and began to fight, the talons slashing and beak pecking. It wasn't playing around, and didn't care any more. It wanted blood and death.
Off to the side, Angel Six tested his arm. He'd managed to staunch the bleeding by using most of his healing power, but now he was weak. At the fight in front of him, he saw them make a valiant effort against the creature, one he had never seen before. Using his good arm, the angel took up his massive weapon, aiming upwards. Didn't hurt to be the final line of defense if it failed.
edited 28th Sep '11 8:17:23 AM by BigDaddyP
Inspirational quote against powerful image of nature.
Who's Vergo-san.
It was amazing how helpful signs and directories were. Rivers took a note for the future to not be shy using these utilities. But it really was more concerning of the chaos brewing through out the station. By the sounds of passing security guards and medical crews, sounded like something pretty bad had happened a few levels lower.
But unless he was assigned to something like that, Chick Rivers had no reason to get himself involved. Instead, he focused up a path that lead to the highest level of the Desert Platform - security. Assuming he had found the front entrance, he casually went up to the door and opened, at least, so he expected. It was locked, and labeled so: "For Authorized Personnel Only."
Raising his bare foot into the air, he knocked at the slab of metal with several, powerful kicks. After the first four strikes, he called to those inside, "Open the door. You wanted me here, not the other way around. Mr. Government wants to talk, so let's talk." He gave the door another kick, then turned his direction to the bustling of the rail station. "Or maybe you're a little busy with this storm." Another kick. "Mr. Government, just open up!"
I'm pretty sure the concept of Law having limits was a translation error. -Wanderlustwarrior
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
Alright, the hard part was over. Now it was just a gamble as to if this would work or not... Lucky didn't quite care, though. Landing near Ashi, he motioned to the sword he carried. "Give me your sword for a moment, i have an idea."
"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
...Ashi had nearly escaped the deathly claws of the vulture, the the edges of his clothing gaining just a slight tear, but otherwise, he was unscathed, and had prepared to strike at the vulture again... but before he could so, it seemed that Lucky and another had beat him there first. They fought the beast as well, though nothing seemed to come of it; that is, until...
"Give me your sword for a moment, I have an idea.", said Lucky, now close to Ashi. Ashi wondered why he should give a demon of all things his sword, but there wasn't much time to argue. Hesitating for just a moment, he then sullenly rolled his eyes, and handed over his sword to Lucky.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
Lucky quickly took the sword, holding the handle and grabbing the lowest part of the blade with his other in such a way he wouldn't have to worry about slicing his fingers. He then proceeded to light his hand on fire running it slowly along the blade.
What he handed back Ashi was a katana whose blade not only was pitch black metal, it practically emanated heat from the blade . "Hopefully that'll give you the edge you need," Lucky told him, readying the final part of his plan. "Now, i'll need to get you to the vulture one way or another... be ready to hit it where it hurts when he comes this way."
Extendinh his hand out up to the sky, Lucky shot out a very large burst of hellfire, darkening the area greatly, save for the glow Felix was giving off.
"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
"OH GOD!!" said Sunset, jumping away and losing his cool. "Okay, that's, ah, that's useful, but watch it! Electricity sets off bullets!"
The elevator shuddered, and stopped. The doors slid open. "Alright, ready?"
Rivers had taken a step forward, and as if his foot had pressed a switch, the announcement came on. It was an advertisement, at first anyway, before it became a very direct message about their little face-off. He had looked away from his opponent and up to the announcement, and once it had finished, the elf began to speak.
"I'm not fighting some defenseless animal," Rivers stated, continuing his approach towards Sunset. "I'd rather fight something that stands a chance!" Within distance, his left hand had shot forward and grabbed a hold of Sunset's shirt, his right hand becoming a fist and winding back.
"But I follow rules, and I think the guy I'm looking for has noticed I'm here." His grip loosened, and eventually, his whole body. "Go fight your animal. Looks like the little girl you collided with is on her way, too. Try not to cross my path again, Hard Vodka."
Just as oddly as this duel began, it seemed to end. Rivers passed by the elf and continued down his path, his hands digging into coat pockets. Once again, he was left waiting, except now, he hoped, that little encounter would bring the attention he wanted.
I'm pretty sure the concept of Law having limits was a translation error. -Wanderlustwarrior