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I will be making a post hopefully within the next day or so.

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Have we lost everyone?

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Pokes the peoples :)

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Exposed cloth clung to her, stained a darker shade from her time out in the rain. Mud caked her boots and began to soil the hardwood floor the longer she remained stapled to the door. She was dressed quite simply, adorned in dark greens and blues, with a large weapon concealed in thick cloth tethered to her back. Throwing knives lined her right thigh and the hilt of a dagger peaked out from the folds of her left boot.

Isabeau paused a moment, taking in the hulk of a man before her. There were a few options, and accessing what sort of person he was would tell her which would be the better play.

She lowered her hood, glancing him over shamelessly. A grin sparked along her face. "I am sure she told you a good many things about me, all of course to serve her own purpose." She said, avoiding Regina all together.

His was a game of strength ... or chicken. But she had no intention of pecking first. Still, risks had to be taken. She move gracefully through the grand room, lavishly decorated, accented in golds and reds. Even the bath oils he was supplied with had to have cost a fortune, she inhaled deeply as she passed him, taking in the hint of lavender. She crossed over to the table, cluttered with enough food to feed a militia.

"I see she hasn't lost her taste..." She muttered, allowing a finger to trail over the edge of the place setting, decorated with fine dinnerware.

She had already invaded his space, interrupted his bath and meal. She could have played the pompous bitch and pressed against him while passing, picked at his food as she came upon the heaping display. But he wasn't her enemy, at least not yet. And it was as clear as day that she was painted as his.

"The way I see it, you have two options." she turned to face him, the jovial look dissipated as quickly as it had sprung. "We can enjoy each others company a moment, I can tell you my side of the story, if it's even something that interests you, or ... , she reached down and slipped the dagger from her boot, casually rotating it within the palm of her hand. "... we can do this the hard way. While you have no reason to trust me, I will tell you, I am not your enemy here, nor do I have any desire to fight you. But the choice is yours."

Short, simple and sweet... enough, despite the lack of niceties and grandiose. There was no nonsense, no bullshit. She needed to establish her position without awaking the sleeping giant that had rested within each tensed muscle. Her eyes sparkled as the candlelight flickered through the room, not with fear or hesitation, but with that of purpose and determination.

@Zero Hex

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@Belwicket fine by me :)

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Woo hooo... So this weekend is a pretty big weekend for me event wise. I've got a lot going on in terms of my Jedi academy that any down time I have, I probably won't be writing. I will however, be available tomorrow. Though a few people could still post before we completely move on.

@Zero Hex I will make a post, probably sometime after work tomorrow to continue on the conversation with Ajax and Isabeau.

@ArenaSnow you think it's about ready to proceed with certain things, or do you want me to continue on a bit more?

@Jon Y and @Belwicket, you can post when ever you're ready to.

And once all of that is done, I will continue to plunge you all into darkness... Ehem, I mean greatness :p

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Annalynne

Unknown Location - 215 HP 4/8

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The rage erupted from inside her, glossed over her eyes and took possession over each limb and strike. Her temperature climbing even higher as heat emitted from the giant beast of darkness and nearly smothered her. But the adrenaline had blinded her so much so that she wasn’t even aware of the dangers before her until being flung off. Had she sat atop the beast any longer, she just may have burst into flames. Her energy had nearly been depleted within that last attack. She hit the ground near where Ytone stood, force of impact enough to shatter bones. Her body continued to skid, grinding up against the cracked surface just a few paces beyond before finally coming to a halt. Blisters adorned her hands, and beads of sweat poured down her face. Her once immaculate duster now torn and scuffed. She struggled, attempting a return to her feet, but just then, a powerful fist shook the earth violently and forced Annalyne to her hands and knees, bracing onto anything she could.

"You humans... Are tenacious. I grow tired of these games,", “Good … so do I”she retorted quietly, pushing herself up with a grunt.

All of her training, the lectures and lash marks, her outburst went against it all. And it left her with nothing more than pain and exhaustion. Perhaps it was good that she got it out of her system, but not at the expense of her comrades. Her eyes wandered over to each, just for a moment, assessing their status and welfare. They were all spent, and victory was seemingly impossible at this point. Not to mention, she had lost her daggers to the thick gooey beast, as they were still lodged in his neck.

The God Eater charged. "If I fail in this, I'll have nothing left. You'll have to finish it."

She hung her head low, the gods had surely damned her. Sauntering over to Ytone, she muttered softly, "We nearly had him before … we have to work together if we are to take this thing down. We cannot let him make a go of it alone." Her voice was strained with exhaustion, but she articulated enough in hopes that her message was clear. With whatever energy she had left in her, she charged the dark thing, pulling a few throwing knives from her thigh. They were small, and most likely useless against the beast, but they would do for what she had intended. Getting close enough to the thing, and somehow managing to stay out of Erikson's way, she swung her arms, slicing at the monster's legs. She rotated around, towards the injuries Erikson had inflicted on it earlier. It was a long shot, but she had to do something. Dipping into a pocket, she pulled out the bit of rope she had and attached one end to a knife she had plunged into the gaping hole that was oozing out into the ground.

"Missy!" she shouted at Ytone, tossing the other end of the rope her way. She only hoped it would be strong enough. If Ytone could lodge the other end in a good enough place, not only would it aid the God Eater in his attack, but any movement of the beast would tear at its already seeping wounds. It had to work, it just had to. Because unfortunately for her, she also had nothing left to give this fight other than her life. And she wasn't ready for that just yet.

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I am working on a post, got a couple of paragraphs out so I should be close to done, hopefully I will have it up today, gotta get to work now :(

Edit - Home, but with a ton of stuff to get done. Either way, I posted. Hope it's ok, let me know if I need to change anything.

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Genevieve had taken every precaution she could think of in the time up to now. It never even dawned on her that one might try to enter her hold without the use of magic. The rogue had been so predictable up until now. And so she continued casting the protective wards over the cottage. She was almost finished when Regina had sent the message that someone was looking to enter, her efforts hastened and were almost even half-assed as she finished the last incantation. But instead of joining her merry band of warriors, she rushed up the stairs that led to the northern towers of the cottage, her gown billowing behind her as she fled. She went straight to her quarters, with only one thing on her mind; her precious stone, the last relic she had called hers. She needed to see it, be sure that it was still where she had left it, that it was still hers. There was no doubt in her mind that whoever the intruder was, they had come to steal her last, precious treasure. They were warriors, the best infact. Which was why she had chosen them. If a threat was to be unveiled, she had no doubt they would protect her.

Isabeau quickly placed her ear on the door, listening as others passed in the hall. The racket that was being made over the intruder nearly made her chuckle. She knew Regina was doing her best to find this intruder by means of her mind powers, and from what Ionathan had said, the rogue had almost dreaded coming face to face with the Halfling. In her time with the magi, she had trained to protect her mind, ideally from threats much greater than the hin had posed. But it seemed to be the perfect chance to see how much she truly learned. Closing her mind off to Regina was the easy part, using her own skill against her though, that took concentration. Isabeau took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. She focused on that prodding energy, forcing her voice back through the void. If it worked, only five words would have went through and hit Regina like a ton of bricks. “I am not your enemy.” Yes, it would’ve given her away, but she had to take the chance. She hoped that it, along with Ionathan’s meeting would smooth things over, if even just a little bit.

As soon as the halls had quieted, Isabeau slowly opened the door and slid out of Ionathan’s quarters. She didn’t have much time, but while she was here, she may have as well at least attempted to acquire the second key. She paused for a moment in front of each door before passing, hoping to get a sense for where everyone was. Something had stirred; a doorknob had turned just as she reached the first room. Panicking wasn’t going to do her any good, but she needed some place to hide, and she couldn’t depend on her magic. Assuming that all others had flocked to Regina when she had beckoned for aid, she figured the room would have been empty, and if it was designed anything like Ionathan’s, there were plenty of hiding spaces within.

Her hand grasped the knob, what luck, it was unlocked! She cracked the door open just enough for her form to fit through and softly closed it behind her. The shadow of the doorway concealed her just enough, however any conscious person that paid attention to their surroundings would have known they weren’t alone. Her back resting up against the hard wood, her eyes scanned the room from under her hood. “Shit” she muttered under her breath …

@Zero Hex

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I needed to sleep, sorry. I will have a little something up after work