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Post by revolutionary on Nov 5, 2007 21:34:44 GMT -5
-AFR is no longer singed by the flames. If anything, they seem to replenish his spirit, his energy. Blood on his fists from Morgan seems to be absorbed... as the life-tap works- ... -Armok shivers as the skeletons converge on Hikari and Morgan-
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Post by afr on Nov 5, 2007 21:39:34 GMT -5
*AFR grabbed Morgan's neck and hoisted him to the air... he panted out of instinct, but no air coursed through his body. He twisted his hand and Morgan was all but gone. He looked to Kari, the rage continued... AFR made his move to rip her to shreds as well.*
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 5, 2007 21:40:20 GMT -5
-Armok blinks... and the skeletons crumble- Something isn't right.
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Post by Karma Kayla!! on Nov 5, 2007 21:41:10 GMT -5
"NO!" Kari reached out towards Morgan, her eyes watering. It was almost sudden before her eyes burned gray. "You'll pay. You'll both pay." Fangs started forming as her skin grew darker.
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 5, 2007 21:41:23 GMT -5
<{ Speak of the jew-I meant devil. I've got to go. Six pages of math homework I forgot. Fuck you Algebra 2 }>
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 6, 2007 17:14:29 GMT -5
-Armok shivers, pulling the sticky bandages off the healed injuries-
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 6, 2007 17:17:27 GMT -5
That bitch was good with those blades. -He looks over at AFR- Want me to fix you up?
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Post by afr on Nov 6, 2007 17:21:13 GMT -5
*AFR sat in the rec room looking on some documentray show about how gum is made... after the action it was pretty boring again. He worried about last night, and how he allowed himself to get so riled up and out of control... but he wouldn't reveal that to easily... He sat in deep thought.*
"For the sake of Hawk who could be running around that probably wouldn't be a bad idea, bro."
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 6, 2007 17:24:34 GMT -5
-Armok nods, then stands, shivering- Hmm. -He cuts his palm, then runs his hand across AFR's chest... and the wounds on his corpse knit themselves back together, and the burned skin looks healthy once more... as healthy as a corpse can look, anyway- Better? Anything feel wrong?
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Post by afr on Nov 6, 2007 17:30:22 GMT -5
Graci... I can be seen again. *AFR blinks...* Wrong?... no... not really. Things just got a little heated last night, that's all. *he tried to joke* How bout that shadow user though... She seems to have an ego bigger then all your ranks combined.
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 6, 2007 17:31:15 GMT -5
-Armok nods, oblivious to the zombie-rage thing- What scares me is that she knows who I am... -He looks over at AFR- And I suppose it is time you did as well.
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Post by afr on Nov 6, 2007 17:42:12 GMT -5
*AFR blinked a few times*... what do you mean, bro?... *It hadn't occurred to AFR anything deeper then what little he had known of Armok was for him to find out. It's been pretty much don't ask don't tell with private lives*
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 6, 2007 17:44:08 GMT -5
I am the Crown-Prince of the country of Darkmoor. Since my mother's assassination, I've been... on a hiatus, so to speak. I dabbled with necromancy and blood magic, which is where you come into play.
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Post by afr on Nov 6, 2007 17:50:01 GMT -5
*AFR nodded, he would finally realize his purpose other then all around facility remodeling and the trimming of the gene pool.* so... what do I call ya now, bro.?
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 6, 2007 17:53:16 GMT -5
-He chuckles- Bro sounds very nice, AFR. -He sets his sword on the table, and all of his other weapons, then begins taking off his armor- I'm tired of running from my past... but how can I go home as I am?
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Post by afr on Nov 6, 2007 17:57:08 GMT -5
*AFR smirked* That is something I am trying to figure out myself... I too run from my past, but you prove stronger then I, Bro. *AFR showed his pain of the circumstances of his presence* I left it all behind, but one... single aspect.
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 6, 2007 17:59:00 GMT -5
-Armok sits on the table next to AFR- You think it's time for us to leave the Order? Go back to Darkmoor, take the country back from those senators?
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Post by afr on Nov 6, 2007 18:04:10 GMT -5
*AFR put a hand to Armok's armed shoulder.* Only say the words and i will follow you to the pit of the abyss and through it. If you had your birthright taken from you, then whatelse can be more worthy to fight for? *AFR put his ax to his shoulder* Maybe with your lead I too can reclaim what was rightfully mine.
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Post by revolutionary on Nov 6, 2007 18:05:53 GMT -5
-Armok nods, staring ahead lost in thought- I never had a friend before you. Not a real one. -He looks over at AFR and grins, sheepishly- I think it's time for us to get to Darkmoor. Which of the fresh meat around here should we bring with us, and before we go, I want to take out that shadowmancer.
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Post by afr on Nov 6, 2007 18:13:27 GMT -5
Aye, you gave me a second chance, that is a debt that can by only repaid with eternal friendship.
*AFR tilted his head...* One like her could be quite the pre-game battle. We may have to tap into a better set of meat sheild... and flash bombs... all around.
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