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Salvador looks up to Ren and Blitz.
Salvador: A small, skin-deep incision should suffice, yes. I wouldn't do anything more than that...
Salvador looks back down at Constantin.
Salvador: I couldn't...
Salvador starts slowly moving the knife towards the back of Constantins' neck. His hands are shaking.
-Mirka is brought down to the red.-
Mirka: <Q— ...Echo does not tell who she does not trust.>
Echo: If Tagg is as observant as he's notorious for being, I'm sure he can figure it out on his own. Blizzard.
-Mirka once again unleashes a blast of frigid air at Thresher.-
-she kisses him back, then curls up and tucks her head in under his chin-
-Jason watches, his fingers drumming on his leg nervously, Senshi begins to heal his small cuts from the blood needles.-
Ren catches the Salvador's comment.
Ren: Forgive for sounding impertinent, Father Reverand, but are you two related?
And can Rio do that for you, your hands seem to be quite unsteady.
edited 13th Sep '14 9:59:11 PM by keys2tkingdom
-Straw wraps his arms around Crewe as he takes an actual rest. Not a hypnosis induced rest-
-Blitz notes the shaky hands and looks at Salvador-
"Are you okay?"
Thresher: -Is brought down to the yellow-
One last Gyro Ball!
Thresher: -Spins toward Mirka-
Salvador freezes in place for a split-second, the flat of the blade resting upon the mark.
...And then suddenly there is a massive pulse of energy, blasting anyone nearby a good distance away.
-Blitz is blasted into a bush with a groan, it takes him a few moments to start pushing himself up again-
Blitz: "Ugh, what the-?"
edited 13th Sep '14 10:07:36 PM by BlitzTrain
-Rio grabs Ren as both are blasted away, thought rio takes the brunt of the blast and subsequent impact against a solid surface, reverting him back to his normal form.-
Ren: -dizzy- Did someone get the license plate number on that thing?
-And suddenly blast.-
-Jason and Senshi are thrown back a good distance.-
edited 13th Sep '14 10:05:49 PM by Skyzerk
He nods towards the buckler."Shields on the other hand, his words were 'The power of the guardian, one that has the kindness to aid friends, is the shield to repel all." He chuckles."No surprise which one he favored."
Jason:The power of the guardian, eh?
Yeah...I can see that.
Having an introspective moment?
-Jason sweatdrops mentally.-
-He flips the sword around to hand it back, coincidentally with his buckler hand.-
-Is sent sprawling-
-Mirka is knocked out by the Gyro Ball.-
Echo: (Nǐ zuò de hěn hǎo...)
-She recalls Mirka and sends out a Sigilyph.-
Echo: Katchina, Thunder Wave.
-Katchina sends out a surge of electricity to paralyze Thresher.-
edited 13th Sep '14 10:19:51 PM by BittersweetNSour
Instinctively, not acting on his own accord, Constantin lunges at the person who tried to make an incision on the back of his neck. Only to be blocked by a bronze metallic arm.
He looks up at the body of the creature that just blocked his attack. It's a somewhat elderly looking Gallade with the right side of his head, his neck and his right arm replaced with Clock Punk prosthetics. His right leg is also braced with matching copper and bronze wires.
Gallade: Be gone.
The voice is husky and somewhat metallic. It seems that the throat implement is both a replacement voice box and translator.
And just like that, Constantin is gone. The Gallade turns around to help the cloaked body slumped in a heap.
Gallade: ...I am so sorry Salvador. Had I arrived sooner, we could have saved your father...
Salvador: It is not your fault Shaka, it's mine. I had my chance, and I couldn't do it...
As the Gallade helps Salvador up, his mask falls off. Revealing that - outside of the darker skin and black hair - he is an exact doppelgänger for the madman who just tried to kill the group.
Salvador glances at them with wide, shaken eyes.
edited 14th Sep '14 3:09:40 AM by PippingFool
Ren: -blinks- Why can't anything ever be simple?
Locke nods, and then shakes Jason's hand."See you soon, Jason," and then leaves through the door, sword in his belt, but Ray shyly stayed behind.
...Obviously Shaka hasn't told me the full story. I hope you're willing to explain, I'd hate to accidently reopen my stitches from shock.
Thresher: <Well this is annoying.>
Thresher, try a Shadow Claw!
Jason:Dear...Arceus....you mean...Constantin...holy shit. But...
Huh? What's going on here?
-After the door closes.-
Hey Ray...something up? Ya look...a little shy.
Blitz: "Well, that explains how you knew about that story and birthmark..."
"But you look just like him... No way he could be old enough to be your dad, is there?"
Shaka replies bluntly.
Shaka: Time travel does tend to raise more questions than it answers. So technically, Me-from-the-past didn't shirk any details. At least, the details that wouldn't make you wretch in disgust or discomfort...
Shaka: Should we discuss this elsewhere? It is deathly cold, and the darkness of night does not make casual conversation easy...
edited 14th Sep '14 8:58:35 AM by PippingFool
Echo: Follow up with Heat Wave.
-A burst of hot air cuts through the cold and washes over Thresher.-
What have I gotten myself into this time?
"Sure... I'd rather stay out of the moonlight for this sort of thing anyway."
edited 13th Sep '14 10:45:25 PM by BlitzTrain
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