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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 24, 2009 13:25:58 GMT -5
Myzrael laughed.
'For Jace.' He pointed behind Johnny.
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Post by Trist on Feb 24, 2009 13:27:55 GMT -5
"Welcome Johnny, I have no quarrel with you and nor do I wish for one to erupt here." Jace eyed Myzrael. "I only wish to give you both some insight to your fates, for I have the knowledge that lies in the shadows of this city...your shadows, my kindred speak to me."
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 24, 2009 13:33:33 GMT -5
'Fallen have i from the Almighty, yet i stand here unwavering in the face of odds i do not know.. Yet i plan to strive to acquire knowledge about the fates myself, and not from some creature who has not felt the light of the Highfather.' Myzrael said suddenly, eyes ablaze.
'I dont know what you are, Jace, but if in shadows you lay, in my light you will burn should you cross me.' He said with indignation.
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Post by Trist on Feb 24, 2009 13:35:21 GMT -5
Jace just smiled. "If you wish for nothing to be known to you then let it be, what of you Johnny?"
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Post by citizenmike on Feb 24, 2009 13:36:24 GMT -5
Johnny felt the urge coming... An urge he couldn't quite understand...
It was the urge of a villain..
If only could, he'd take his gun out and start blasting away. Shoot them all 'til their good and dead.
What was he thinking?!?
Johnny composed himself.
That is not him... Johnny ain't a "villain"...
Johnny looked up at the shadow and asked, "What do you know?"
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Post by Trist on Feb 24, 2009 13:38:48 GMT -5
Jace gazed down at Johnny and his eyes began to flicker and Johnny's eyes began to mimic Jace's. Jace began to give Johnny a memory from his past, whichever one Johnny brought forth was at his own wanting.
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Post by citizenmike on Feb 24, 2009 13:46:15 GMT -5
Heat...
Moving road....
...He called the bastard out and drew his gun
Johnny screamed a loud. He lay on the floor and convulsed in pain; two different shots, one in his heart and the other right in the head.
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Post by Trist on Feb 24, 2009 13:48:47 GMT -5
[ "Seriously, when can I have my body back...." Trist was docile at this point.
"When I am done with it."]
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 24, 2009 13:58:43 GMT -5
'What a nuisance.' Myzrael thought. Its time to put that shadow where it belonged.
'Parasites are dependent on their hosts to survive..' Myzrael said softly. 'Maybe all i need to do to return you where you belong, JACE, is to introduce a little pain therapy?' And with that, ice needles solidified in the air around Myzraels head, and hung for a moment.
'Pain.. is a necessary pleasure.'
The needles flew towards the floating body of Trist.
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Post by Trist on Feb 24, 2009 15:10:54 GMT -5
Jace then flickered and dissapeared, Trist hit the ground hard, opened his eyes for a moment and then...gone...nothing..black out.
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Post by citizenmike on Feb 24, 2009 23:32:19 GMT -5
Johnny tried to stand, but couldn't muster enough power to stand.
Johnny looked up at Myzrael and asked, "Is he ok?"
Slowly, he crawled his way to Trist.
Johnny looked up at Myzrael and asked, "Is he ok?" . Johnny tried to pull the needles off Trist's chest, but they were too sharp that he pulled back.
"Get these off him!"
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 24, 2009 23:37:25 GMT -5
Myzrael looked at Johnny dully. A tinge of annoyance flit across his face.
The needles pulled out of Trists dormant form, spun, and positioned themselves midair not inches from Johnnys face.
'If you continue to bark orders to me i shall be forced to give you what i see fit for little dictators with no power such as yourself' he said coldly.
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Post by citizenmike on Feb 24, 2009 23:42:36 GMT -5
"If you wanna hit, just do it!"
Johnny took a deep breath as he stared deep at the needles. He turned away for a moment and looked up at Myzrael.
"I'm not a dictator. A dictator is a man who abuses everything around him, including power, for his own benefit. I just simply asked you to help him. If anyone's the dictator here, its you."
Johnny looked back the needles.
"So, if you're going to do it, do it!"
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 24, 2009 23:54:18 GMT -5
'He is brave' Myzrael thought. Now was not the time to test out his developing powers. Already he felt a strain on his energy.
'I dont want to deal with dregs, like you. As for me being a dictator..' Myzrael looked away, as if he was in thought, then looked at Johnny again. 'I only wish i was'. He smiled, a lopsided smile with hidden intentions.
All but one of the ice needles evaporated,and the one that was left entwined itself on Johnnys left wrist, and stayed there, like a bracelet.
'We shall meet again'. With that, Myzrael took one last fleeting look at Johnny, and Trist. He looked up, and a wave of force radiated from him, and blasted a hole in the roof. He crouched a bit, then took flight. He soared out of the hole, and as his wing cleared the theater, the hole closed in on itself, as if there never was one.
Black feathers lazily drifted down.
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Post by citizenmike on Feb 25, 2009 0:07:25 GMT -5
Johnny watched Myzrael fly away.
He left feathers in his trail again. Johnny wondered if Myzrael was molting, the thought actually brought a chuckle to Johnny. Then again, it was probably Myzrael's own way of telling them something and letting his presence felt.
Looking down at the bracelet, he tried to pull it off but couldn't.
"I've gotten stuck with worse before", Johnny said to himself. "Wait, I have?
Johnny rose and pulled Trist up by the arm and helped him off the stage.
Trist was still out of it.
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