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Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jul 23, 2009 10:16:49 GMT -4
1..........
The beam was about to be released, but a pressure began to push Elissa down followed by a soft whisper. Glancing back was enough to know that she didn't want to argue or form a conflict with Max, especially not in the position he was in. It seemed he had more to say, since he decided to sit up before Erika could protest.
Her brows were wrinkled not pleased at all that he was moving his body when he should be resting, but they melted away at the new knowledge of an Awakening. Of-course she could see why not many would survive from it. If Max wasn't taking it from behind (XD *made me chuckle), he would've had a full frontal of the ice shards, which could've punctured an artery at his neck. Also he's a hydrokinetic, Erika would rather not know what happened to the pyro, aeros, and etc.
Erika nodded at Max's request and started to dig for her teleporting orb. Her brows furrowed hearing Lyon, "I have a name. Get well acquainted with it, and I promise you nothing, especially if you can't put that thing on a leash."
She actually wanted to go along the lines Call me girl again and niether of your personalities would have to look forward into fighting, and you can tell him to kiss my-- Yes, Erika was quite irrate at the turn of events. Max and her were looking for information not a battle with hordes of heartless, schizo boy without mannerism, and a battle drunken man who was still fumed up and heavily injured. This would go along at how life is hardly planned, but improvised.
"Come on Jawn. You're coming too; you don't look so well, or are you going to be all Mr. Independent?"
Jawn just watched everything unfold and considered actually attacking regular Lyon He had just been completely ignored in a battle he was trying to gain his pride back from. This group all witnessed it too. The humiliation, the anger, the recklessness. He made a fool of himself and lost all pride he had to lose. Not just this group, everyone, this would affect his whole life. If it won't naturally do it, he plans on making it so. He had lost the respect he spent most of his life trying to gain back. He had lost all sense of pride, he even forgot what it was like to have an opponent you can't beat and just ignores you in the middle of a battle...
all of a sudden a loud clang could be heard throughout the hallway. One of the blades that Jawn held so dear was now lying on the floor. Not that it was taken out of his hand or he was collapsing with it, he dropped it. He never purposely dropped that sword, but he did this time. With bloodstains on the worn out lether handle and the long silver blade with a few scratches, it lay there in the water from the big attack. He no longer had the strap anymore so he just stabbed his other one through his belt and holding it on hiis waist in that fassion.
Turning around he looked in a new direction. He wasn't fit to save this castle anymore. He didn't feel a need to. He had lost the respect he had, and in trying to get it, he turned into exactly what he'd been trying to defeat. He couldn't do it anymore. He didn't plan on taking that sword out of his belt unless he was in a life or death situation. This was Jawns last battle and it was a failure. He started to walk off and walked right by his staff without picking it up. Leaving his staff and one of his swords he only had one main weapon. He had finally stopped disrespecting those two weapons and is going to let them find a master worthy of them.
"I'm not fit to go with anyone"
He said stopping in the middle of the hallway. Than he just continued walking away...
Max watched as Jawn dropped his sword snd started walking off, leaving his sword and staff where they were.
Max looked from Jawn to the sword he'd dropped and laboriously got to his feet and walked shakily over to the blade, kneeling down and picking it up in his hands, examining it.
It was a fine weapon, crafted by someone with careful hands. The blade was long and thin, not as wide as a longsword but it was definitely wider than a rapier or cutlass. Max could tell it would take a certain amount of finesse to use this sword well, and although he was used to spears and pikes, he had ample experience with swords from his time in the military academy. Besides, he felt a kind of pull to this sword that he couldn't explain, like he knew he would need it later or something.
So, he picked it up, and, carrying it with him, stood back up and walked back over to Erika, kneeling down next to her with a grunt from the slight shock of pain running through his body. "I'll give it back to him if we ever see him again," he told her with a small smile,"but for now, I might be able to use this thing."
Post by shinjihirako on Jul 23, 2009 14:04:15 GMT -4
"I have a name. Get well acquainted with it, and I promise you nothing, especially if you can't put that thing on a leash."
Lyon chuckled rather darkly "I would if it was within my power but unfortunately for you, it is not. And you never told me it, care to tell me now?"
"I have one last question to you. What is your name? I don't care much for them usually but at some point we'll meet again and I'd like to know it. Other than that, I'll be fine, I still have my goal to attend to so you may leave me here." Lyon ran a hand through his hair, he would be sure to acquire what he came here before leaving.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jul 23, 2009 19:08:57 GMT -4
Hearing his small words, Erika watched Jawn leave. What he said didn't fit the puzzle pieces well together on why. If it was the same reason he gave her that look earlier today; she would definately whack him on the head. There was more to life then winning a battle and pride.
"Wow so noow you want to stick around to find it out. Then again you have two names to remember: Max and Erika, Erika and Max. Also if I remember correctly you have sticky fingers. If you plan on stealing don't be surprised of me whacking you against your head if we see each other again."
Grasping her teleporting orb, the reflect shield fell apart. "Time to go," with a small hold to Max's shoulder, they were gone.
Post by shinjihirako on Jul 23, 2009 19:17:48 GMT -4
[Jawn, Max, And Erika have left so I'm gonna post]
Erika and Max ey, he'd be sure to remember them. Lyon got back into his game, he reached into his jacket to pull out the book cover with the map. Something was wrong, it wasn't there. He searched all his pockets and couldn't find it. Thinking of only one thing to do, he yelled. "AWWWWWWWW" He was blaming him for this. He opened up a portal of shadow ticked off. Hopefully some time at Radiant Garden would calm him down.