01-09-2004, 06:54 AM | #81 |
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Dante noted the stares of the N'Revat soldiers and the surviving Rab troops. They seemed to ask who does this guy think he is, walking through the streets like he owned them? Dante didn't care. He was neutral, and he had a pass. He would not be attacked. If he was...
Then things would be pretty much par for the course, no? Shut up. We're not fighting now. No need for senseless, suicidal violence. A young private, his pike trembling in his hands, came up to him. "S..sir, I'll need to see your identification..." Dante looked askance at him and produced the pass. The soldier looked at it and beckoned his sergeant over. The gruff man returned Dante's cool defiance with a scowl. "You sure 'bout this? This pass here is signed by Commander Dezil... and last I heard, he was out attacking the Capitol Building-" I have a bad feeling about this... "Yes. I met him, he gave me this pass and llet me leave." The sergeant laughed, a short, harsh donkey's bray. "Ha! As if! Dezil's as cold a man as his machines. He'd never do this for anyone! Men! Arrest hi-" OOC: :rmage: DUN DUN DUNNN!!! A hand glowing crimson caught the sergeant under his throat. The luckless man could feel his life draining away as the reversed cure spell infused him with baleful negative energy. Around him, Dante sensed a dozen crossbows pointed his way. Par for the course, Dante... His eyes blazed. "I don't need this!" Dante shouted. "There's no bloody point to any of this! Why can't you stupid bastards take yes for an answer and let me go?" Negotiating's a lot harder when you're draining the life out of your hostage, Dante... heh heh heh... Kill them all and save yourself the trouble... He blinked. The red glow faded from his hand and the sergeant managed to gasp a command. "Lower your weapons! Drop them now, you idiots!" The soldiers complied. So did Dante. He lowered the sergeant to his feet, and the soldier immediately fell to his knees, coughing and choking. He was about to say something when he noted Dezil's Magitek charging up behind him. He'll call his men on you! Kill him! Kill him now! I told you to shut up, right? Dante stepped out onto the road, into Dezil's path. Surprisingly, the Magitek actually stopped in front of him. "What do you want now?" "I've been having a few... emigration problems. I doubt you'd want to lose these men if you could help it, and I don't want to make a big fuss out of the matter, so I would appreciate it if you would be so kind as to escort me out of the capital and thus avoid further scenes like... just now." |
01-09-2004, 08:57 AM | #82 |
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[ooc] Finally, I get in on some action...[/ooc]
Blyr had many skills, but apparently Navigation wasn't one of them. Riding Toc through the halls of the airship was chaotic enough, but he made a mistake. It seems his escape path took him to the deck of the ship, where a group of soldiers and a real tough lookin' guy (ooc: Daemon) were surrounding what appeared to be a white mage and a thief. Just my luck. I try to escape and half of the enemy's crew is right here! Oh, well. It looks like those two need help, and I plan to give it! Blyr whispered "Toc, we're gonna pull a fast maneuver, but I need to know: could you carry more than one or two people?" The green chocobo's reply was "Wark." (or whatever sound they make), but Blyr knew it was "Yes." "Good, then." Hiding behind an unoccupied cannon, he stuck out his hand at another cannon across the deck, and concentrated. C'mon...work! The deck below the cannon collapsed, and it fell through. Soldiers began to run about, panicing once more. They ran about, yelling things like "I don't want to die! Ack!" and "Where did the cannon go?" Apperently, they weren't as skilled as Blyr thought they should be. "Okay, let's go!" Mounting Toc, Blyr rode towards the two victims to-be, hoping he could get them to mount the chocobo and off the ship before anyone caught him in the act... |
01-09-2004, 12:43 PM | #83 |
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OOC: Woohoo! Got to love half-days of school! Hmm, it seems Dezil has PR problems, although this won't help...
Dezil looked at the soldier and said, "You did not accept the pass I gave this man, even though it was an official note with the signiture of the commander of the Magitek Armored soldiers on it?" The man turned firey red and started to bumble out an excuse, but Dezil raised one of the Magiteks arms and said, "I won't listen to your excuses, I will only say that General Ciaran may find this act of insubordination interesting..." The man panicked and said, "No sir, last I heard you were in the capital building, and we had no reason to believe you would write up a pass for some strange mage, sir!" "This 'strange mage' single handedly wiped out the all the Rab Grand Generals, chief Mage, and President, so perhaps you should think twice before doubting orders from a superior officer. I will remember this, but I will not report it. Now, perhaps you should be headign to the front lines, and grateful he didn't repeat that battle on you all, hmm?" Dezil said, and the sergeant quickly got his soldiers back in formation and headed off at a run. Dezil shook his head at the incompetence of the soldiers of his nation, but then look at the mage and said, "Well, since it seems that the soldiers in my army are too stupid to read words on paper, I guess I will need to escort you to the nearest city exit to prevent further death among the N'Revat soldiers." Dezil then got his Magitek Armor moving again at a slower pace so the mage could keep up, and started heading to the city limits.
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01-09-2004, 12:54 PM | #84 |
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OOC: PR problems?
Jogging beside Dezil's Magitek, Dante turned to the engineer. "Thank you. Not many of your countrymen would have done the same, especially given our previous status as enemies. A question, though. Your men seem deathly afraid of your general. I wonder what he does, to inspire such fear?" |
01-09-2004, 02:05 PM | #85 |
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OOC: Public relations, the segeant said, "Dezil's as cold a man as his machines." I was sort of kidding...
"General Ciaran is a master when it comes to battle, but he has a... less then genrous attitude towards the soldiers under his command, and many an officer that has failed him have ended up dead. Like I said however, he is a genius when it come to strategy, and while his tactics are brutal, they most definatly win the battles. I have served under some of the other N'Revat generals, and many are simply old men that like to play war, who are scared of the innovations I brought that have changed the field of battle, and who are afraid of changing battle doctrine under any circumstances, for if it works now no matter how many lives are wasted, why should they change it? General Ciaran however has none of those traits. He drives his troops hard, but he more than willingly accepted many of the weapons I built and tested, and if it had been up to the other generals, my Anti-Magic Generator might not have seen the field of battle since they didn't understand well enough how it worked. If General Ciaran wasn't in charge of the N'Revat army, I am fairly certain we would have lost the war to our other generals..." Dezil explained. "As to escorting you out, honestly I'm still not sure who's side your on. I saw you that day on the battle outside the city, when you massacred all those troops then killed our head Mage. I also saw you today in the throne room, surrounded by a slaughter of the Rab leaders you had killed, with you unharmed. I still don't know whether to call you firend or foe, but I figure your tactics generally leave your opponents dead, and since I want as few dead as possible in this war, preserving some N'Revat and maybe even Rab lives is worth a trip." Dezil said.
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01-09-2004, 02:58 PM | #86 |
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After a brief cup of coffee, Elyse and Luce stood up and went on the move again. They were going to go back to Ciaran to report the death of the president. They stood up and after a few mistakes, found the front door. They exited. A few steps later they made it to the gate. There they showed the man at the gate the pass. The man was almost dead with fright and let them through imediatly. Soon they noticed the mage and mister Dezil.
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01-09-2004, 05:45 PM | #87 |
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"Kyaaa! A chocobo!" Carolina squeeled like a little girl as she saw the man emerge from below deck mounted on the large green bird. This of course illecited (goddamn at teh spelling...) a few strange looks from the soldiers in that area who didn't see him as he had quickly hidden behind one of the large cannons.
"Well.. they're cute..." she said meekly as she soldier holding her began to continue as he said he was and take her towards the General's quarters to be held for questioning. "I'll be glad to have you put away to the General's worry... you're clearly insane or something." He reached the door, opening it with one hand. "So liking something that's cute is a crime now? Oh brother..." Carolina rolled her eyes as she was shoved inside of the General's quarters. What happened from there was beyond her knowledge... All she knew was that there was another crashing noise outside (as the canon fell through the deck) and the sounds of men panicking again. "Shouldn't you go check on them or something?" The soldier that had brought her in stood guard at the door, shaking his head. "And leave you to find a way out before the General arrives? I think not. I'm sure it's something the others can handle."
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Back a bit ago...
"Sorry chicca, they shackled my hands." As he said this, he thought. Yah, with single pin locks. Amateurs. Present... Arc was upside down. He'd picked the lock, and killed the two guards. He was now hanging upside down from a pipe, tossing random knives where they looked like they would make the biggest bang. "Aw screw it." He scampered across various parts of the walls and such, and walked over to where Carolina was held. The lock was simple. Arc tossed the door open, grabbed the man head, and yanked it back as one of his knives came up and snicked across it. With the guard safely dead, Arc made a gesture towards the door. "After you my lady." He had figured out how to escape. With that hole now in the hull, they could drop out, and since the ship was landed, they could just run on their own. Most likely into the sewers. Best escape places eva'.
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As the green Chocobo ran across the deck, a black Chocobo came flying at it, tackling it.
Meanwhile, Deamon had slowly followed the guard that had taken the white mage. Then he heard some killing from inside of a room. Cracking his knuckles one more time, Deamon smirked and pulled his arm back. He was facing the wall outside of the room, right next to the door. Inside of going through the door, Deamon punched the wall. People on the inside would have assumed a cannon had shot the room, and not some guy had punched the wall in, destroying most of it. Deamon smirked, then walked in, looking at the white mage and thief. "Boo."
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"Greetings. Bad time right now." He flipped up one of his knives, and lanced it right into his shoulder, then dropped a second right across a side of his leg, rendering it useless.
Using yet another knife, he stuck it into the elbow, taking the left arm down. "I'm very VERY pissy today, okay?"
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