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Post by Ze on Jun 12, 2008 16:54:30 GMT -5
She shook her head, "I've seen worse than one dead man I never even knew. Whatever was laughing is real, and besides, I didn't just cut myself on air." she raised an eyebrow at him as she showed him her hand.
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Post by jakejester on Jun 12, 2008 17:01:21 GMT -5
"Oh please, you are making a big deal about that tiny cut," he exclaimed.
The wight was now playing with the back of Lucrimm's hair. He needed to get to his room, before something bad happened.
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Post by Ze on Jun 12, 2008 17:02:54 GMT -5
"I could care less about a tiny cut. I care more about the fact that something I can't see, but can hear and feel decided to cut me."
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Post by jakejester on Jun 12, 2008 17:09:43 GMT -5
"You probably just got it on a rough corner of the table or something, maybe the door"
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Post by Ze on Jun 12, 2008 17:10:49 GMT -5
"Mm-hmm..." she looked at him like he was stupid, "sure, whatever... I'm sure doors are really sharp..."
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Post by jakejester on Jun 12, 2008 17:19:13 GMT -5
"I'm just saying," he mumbled, "I think i'll go to my room. Have fun with your pretend demons"
He started to walk away, slowly, he did not want to seem too eager to get away. He also wanted to glare as much as he could at the wight, and oh did he glare.
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Post by Ze on Jun 12, 2008 17:21:29 GMT -5
Echo relaxed as she felt whatever it was... going away... she also felt the magic from earlier getting a little further and it concerned her as she watched Lucrimm go.
She sighed and shook her head as she sat there trying to think things through.
Echo sat in silence for a long while before getting up and heading to her room, setting her blades on a chair as she sat on her bed, getting ready for bed.
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Post by jakejester on Jun 12, 2008 18:27:21 GMT -5
He finally found his room, nice and away from other occupied rooms. This is good, so no one over hear him. He beconned the wight into the room and closed the door and locked it. He then turned to look upon the room. It consisted of a bed, desk, closet and two chairs. He was mildly satisfied with the accommodations. The then started to walk towards the desk, passing by the wight to get there. The wight took this opportunity to take advantage of Lucrimm being alone with him. It lunged at Lucrimm and pinned him against a wall by his shoulders, growling and hissing in the process. Now Lucrimm was not afraid of demons... or any creature he was bound to. This one was very volatile though. Less submissive than most, he would have to teach it who was in charge. With a single garbled word, the demon feel in a heap, writhing in pain. Lurcimm dropped to his feet and, with dignity, walked over to the desk and started emptying his pockets of it's contents. When he was done with this, he walked over to the bed and pulled back the sheets, making the bed ready to be slept in for whenever he chose. All the while, the wight was still twitching in pain on the floor, hissing and screaming. "Now, devil!" he said pointedly and snapped his fingers, this stopping the pain it was suffering, "if you EVER do that again, I will make sure you suffer much longer than you just did." He reinforced this with letting the wight see into his mind a very passionate thought of torturing him. "You're pathetic if you think i'll listen to you!" It growled, "you cannot bind me forever." "We will just have to see, now SHUT IT!" he commanded. He walked back over to the desk and got some supplies. He walked over to the middle of the room and started making a circle with some candles. The circle consisted of about ten candles. He stepped back and observed his work. "Not very complex but it will do, now light them," he said to the wall, but the wight understood. The fiend clapped it's hands and the candle's burst into flames. The whole candle. "ugh!," he mumbled. This would have the same effect but he would have to act quickly. He had [meant/i] to just light the wick but whatever. You had to be way too specific with fiends.
He started to chant fast for a good minute, no breathing in between. He suddenly stopped and waited... and waited some more...
He began to think he had done something wrong, when there was a huge CRACK! followed by a bunch of smoke.
Lucrimm rushed to open the window to let the smoke out. when he was done, he turned back to the circle.
There stool his childhood companion, Klar.
Klar was a 8 foot tall, 750 pound, hulking demon. Very intimidating, but her and Lucrimm had grow close. So close that they only bound to each other for the mutual close connection.
"Klar! my fondest friend!" he said whilst grinning, "How have you been?"... --- After having a long conversation with Klar, Lucrimm went to bed. He slept well knowing that she was watching over him. He knew that she wouldn't let anything happen to him.
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Post by Ze on Jun 12, 2008 21:46:39 GMT -5
Echo shivered as she felt the energy from down the hall but had to ignore it if she didn't want to get anything worse than the cut she had.
But that didn't stop her from being cautious.
She got out of bed quickly and grabbed one of her blades, putting it under her pillow and resting a hand close by as she laid down, finding it much easier to sleep with a sword close by.
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Post by Saturn on Jun 13, 2008 13:42:58 GMT -5
Lunare had nearly had a fit when he saw that fiendbinder walk in, with one of his litle friends. Lunare looked at the creature hard. In his normal form, maybe an annoyance, but at the moment he knew that demon could be a hand full given the right incentive. What he didn't expect was for the fiendbinder to speak with a woman.
Lunare was a little shocked to see that this man had a companion, and the demon was obviously infatuated in the way that demons are. Torturing and playing with thier victims heads. Lunare stifled his own laughter watching the the fiendbinder and the woman. The woman...something was strange about this one.
At this point Lunare would have tried to leave and put as much distance between him and the fiendbinder, but his companion intrigued him. When they went off too bed, Lunare decided to have a little fun. Fortunately these inns windows didn't have locks on the second floor.
Lunare skullked on the roof that night and climbed down to wha the knew was the woman's room. His claws buried in the side of the building, he pushed open the window and sat on the windowsill for a moment. He sensed the magic of the fiendbinder, he had called for something, but this..woman reminded him of the ancient magic he had sensed. His boneblade slid from his left arm as his eyes turned yellow....
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Post by Ze on Jun 13, 2008 13:49:29 GMT -5
Echo shivered as she laid there and opened her eyes.
She didn't move, feeling nervous, but her hand slowly slid under her pillow and gripped the handle of her blade.
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Post by Saturn on Jun 13, 2008 13:54:53 GMT -5
Bieng a demon, manners were never really his strong point. Attacking someone while they slept was good tactics, or at least to those who fight for survival. He figured that if he wanted to find out who or what she was, he had to confront her. Thus it he smiled a got off the windowsill and brought his boneblade down in an arc.....
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Post by Ze on Jun 13, 2008 13:56:55 GMT -5
Echo jumped out of her bed and got to the chair, grabbing her other blade as soon as the blade came down.
She wasn't going to be stuck there defenseless as she was attacked.
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Post by Saturn on Jun 13, 2008 13:59:15 GMT -5
Lunare's boneblade went through the bed and he blinked. He looked to the otherside of the room. The grin on his face had become malicious.
"WEll now, maybe there is someone who can put up atleast a fight," he said as he charged her, bringing his boneblade up in a vertical arc...
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Post by Ze on Jun 13, 2008 14:00:21 GMT -5
She gasped and jumped back, bringing her own blades up to counter and stop his attack as she tried to get out of the way.
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