Not sayff! Not sayyff forr Girra! Not sayff for all!
-Throws one of her blades at assassin as he falls, desperate to land a hit on the demon-
-She moves to parry the bloody dagger-
-But her earlier attack removed whatever chance she had of blocking it-
..!
-The dagger sinks into Kihwa's abdomen, cracking her exoskeleton in the process-
-There is a high whistling sound, like that of a kettle, but far too loud-
-And then she stabs at her attacker's neck-
edited 20th Aug '15 9:41:03 PM by ThanatoSeraph
-Kihwa's blade strikes through, piercing through the neck of the traitor knight-
-his grip weakens, and he disappears, along with his knife-
-the helmeted knight nods once-
-and brings his blade crashing down to collide with the God Hand-
-sparks fly, the clanging of metal-
-any other blade would have certainly been split in two by the force of Circuit's blow - but this is the legendary sword Durandal, a weapon that cannot so easily be destroyed-
-the phantasmal knight pulls back, lunging forward as he thrusts with his sword for Circuit's chest-
-the other knights are preoccupied handily - one falls to the assault, one bearing a cross in place of a shield-
-Assassin grits his teeth as the invisible enemy bites down hard onto his leg-
-with no way to tell what he's fighting, he makes a quick ploy - stabbing the blade Joyeuse just above his leg, where he thinks the creature biting onto it is-
Is not.
edited 20th Aug '15 9:50:58 PM by thespacephantom
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIOh.
-Starting to realise just how little she understands her BFF-
cuz im the best and reality can either acknowledge that or fuck the fucking fuck off
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...Are you sure?
-He doesn't have time to block or deflect the sword-
-He is run through quite easily-
-Circuit looks down at where the blade stabbed him-
Heh.
-Doesn't seem to really care right now-
-His sword lifts itself out of its scabbard while the knight's arms are preoccupied with shanking him-
-And it flies upwards right towards the soft part under knight-friend's jaw-
edited 20th Aug '15 9:59:54 PM by ramuf
This was before we were in a body like this. I didn't like it, and she didn't either, but she lied to herself that she did for a long time, and then she believed it.
...Yeah. I shouldn't talk about it, though. I think I said too much already...
(The dog bares its many glistening teeth.)
Давай! Сразись со мной. Сделай это!
(Gila winces and cries out in choked pain, blood spurting from his shoulder.)
...Kihwa...!
(Although struck, Kyrie draws back and shoots another laser at Assassin.)
(And while Kyrie does that, Kyrie picks up Kihwa and hurriedly carries her to safety.)
(...wait, WHAT)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Sometimes Morgo and I would make things up. And pretend we were somewhere else. Like we were going to the beach, on a grav-train. And we would tell each other all the things we'd do once we got there. She knew more about that kind of thing than me, but she still listened to everything I said.
still fuckin hungry
edited 20th Aug '15 10:10:25 PM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Thanks... It's for his sake, more than anything...
Ohhhh, that sounds like it's nice. I can't think of too many things like that, though. It's hard to remember...
…?
(The dog stops growling... And starts laughing.)
...Ohhhhhh, ENG-LISH! Ahahahaha, A-mer-i-can! I find you, A-mer-i-can snake!
(wut)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Well, we can pretend in here. We can't see anything, which means we can see anything.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Circuit's sword strikes true, running him clean through-
...
-the knight wrenches Durandal out of Circuit's gut, taking a step back-
-still alive, even after that blow that had to have killed him for sure-
Uh huh.
Ghh-!!
-the laser blasts Assassin, just as he is slashed-
...Hhh... hhh...
-he rises-
-as he stands, it's apparent that a number's been done on him - the left side of his abdomen is almost entirely blown away, and one of his arms is hanging limply, only barely still attached to his shoulder-
-the pain he's in is immediately evident, just on his face - yet, he's sporting a rakish grin despite it all-
I see... yes, why don't we take this somewhere else?
-the air around them throbs-
-hazy, vague silhouettes appear around them, slowly solidifying and gaining mass-
-they are ruins - destroyed pillars, sundered marble temples, the only things that remain of a once-proud kingdom-
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI-Reaches forward and tears his sword out with his left arm-
Out of my way.
-And immediately backhands him with the right the second he finishes saying that-
-Which is-
-Carrying quite a bit of force behind it-
I... I don't think it's a good idea to keep it to yourself. If you're not happy about something.
...Is YOU! You are... arrghhh... A-mer-i-can snake one. They tell me of you, yes!
(Although still angry, the horrid pupper now looks more confused than anything... Also, if Sera's senses are especially keen, she can tell that this dog, while thoroughly unnatural and more than likely sterile, smells distinctly female.)
Ooooh!
…
...What should we pretend?
(Second Kyrie that is somehow still here holds a firm hand to Kihwa's wound, trying to keep the blood from coming out.)
(First Kyrie is still with Gila and is TAKEN FOR A RIDE INTO THE REALITY MAHBLE)
(Gila himself is stunned by both this change of scenery and the pain and just kinda sits there.)
...I'll... I'll think of something to help him see that—... I... I have to.
edited 20th Aug '15 10:20:19 PM by MobileLeprechaun
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Anything you want. What's something you love?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-i am splitting up the Roland fight and the Assassin fight for rapid posts-
Hr—!
-with a speed like lightning, Roland brings down Durandal to clash with Circuit's backhand - stopping it dead in its tracks - the proverbial immovable object-
... Whenever you, like... -sighs-
Whenever that happens, I always feel like I did something wrong.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOINo, it's- that's at me.
...Not you.
No problem. I'm pretty good at playing dumb.
-He holds his hand there, content to let it occupy the sord-
-Matching the strength of Roland's arm evenly-
-Until he drops his arm, hunkers down a little, and twirls around-
-Not caring that his back is probably going to get slashed as he does this-
-And as he finishes the spin-
-His sword arm arcs upwards for the neck-
edited 20th Aug '15 10:30:13 PM by ramuf

...Something's bothering you.
You know why?
-Tree-friend is eviscerated-
-But Circuit doesn't care-
-He leaps back to gain some ground-
-His shoulders catch on fire, though it's a gold, heatless fire-
-He animates a huge swath of incompetent, near-worthless trees to zerg the paladins-
-He goes to draw his sword, but his body is wracked by convulsions-
-The fire spreads to the stump of his right-
-A gold ethereal arm appears there, fist clenched and sparking-
Let's go, then.
-He pushes himself forward with telekinesis and lines up a punch with the sparking fist-
edited 20th Aug '15 9:40:32 PM by ramuf