Ghost-O Posted April 23, 2010 Report Share Posted April 23, 2010 "Charity, as welcomed as ever," Caecus thought to himself. Regnis, however, was getting more anxious and upset by the minute. It appeared as though he was still upset about being attacked so suddenly. He began roaring loudly, spewing ash and fire into the air. "Easy my friend. Seek not revenge, but seek understanding," Caecus said petting Regnis. Slowly the beast calmed itself. He breathed his heavy fog into the air, and immediately got more attention by Caecus. "I never thought of that," he said aloud. "Leo! Charity! Regroup!" Caecus called. Now was the first time he felt he could do battle without doing more damage than he wished. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Quiksilver Posted April 23, 2010 Report Share Posted April 23, 2010 OoC: Yeah, sorry, just a little pissed over how Ice seemed to be invulnerable or untouchable by most things...>_>...though that is how the game is supposed to be played... IC: Archer gasped as Jane hit him in the side. Charging the arrow with that much power had taken a lot out of him, so he was quite weak at this time. "Dammit, Jane, hit the enemy, not me!" He snapped, then turned back to the dragon-mounted man. Damn! He thought once again as he saw Caecus channel the lightning through him scimitars and blast again a mountain. Too bad his lightning wasn't strong enough to break the scimitars. But since he had channeled his lightning to cover a large area, it wasn't the strongest lightning Archer had ever created. "Quite a smart man," Archer said through his teeth, watching Caecus on his dragon. "Knows that my lightning is widespread, but weak..." Archer steamed over this for a second, then put another arrow into his crossbow. I spent up all my lightning on that one arrow, Archer thought, so I'll just have to do with regular arrows now... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Compass Posted April 28, 2010 Report Share Posted April 28, 2010 Cypher sighed as the delta agents left the room. Oh, well. He had bigger fish to fry instead of the kings orders...wait, no, he has to carry them out. Must he? He must. He was a Vendetta. An servant of the king. Sighing, he sent out yet another telepathetic message to the Delta Organization to get to the meeting room. This time, he would be quick and efficient, as the plan had to be carried out quickly and efficiently. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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