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Post by Kerion on Apr 27, 2009 23:04:46 GMT -5
::Without the added protection of his coat, he staggers back to his feet still reeling from the impact. He dropped his guns during that time, but he doesn't go for them:: "Not bad. I wasn't hoping for a easy mark." ::He runs back at her, but he ducks, sweep kicking her legs out from under her. As she lands, he jumps back up and was about to drive his right fist through her head. He's a second slow from the impact so he misses, but his fist makes a slight impression on the ground where her head would of been::
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Post by Iole on Apr 27, 2009 23:13:49 GMT -5
::Iole rolls her head to the side where his fist is still caught and sinks her teeth into his wrist, breaking the skin. She kicks her leg up into his stomach and sends him rolling over her. She gets back to her feet and wipes his blood off her mouth::
You don't taste half bad. Is this how you protected The Old Crow too?
Something's different. He hesitated last time. Now he's going all out.
How can you willingly fight with these people, killing civilians and calling on demons to do their dirty work? What do they have over you?
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Post by Kerion on Apr 27, 2009 23:25:35 GMT -5
::She saw in his eye, sadness, remorse, guilt, hatred. But that's all they were telling her. He then spoke, it was a whisper, but her hearing picked it up:: "You wouldn't understand." ::The bite wound she caused stopped bleeding, but his hand moved up to his eye patch and removed it, showing her his other eye:: "If I don't, she'll die." ::His eye flashed as Iole began to feel herself slowing down:: "Slow, Haste." ::To her, his speed was increased, his fist cocked back to strike. And knowing with the added steel lining the glove, this was going to be a one-hit kill. But he was stopped mid punch as a small kitten jumped on his face, clawing at him. He back away as he tried to get the animal off his face. The slow spell was still in effect on Iole::
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Post by Iole on Apr 27, 2009 23:36:07 GMT -5
::To Iole, trying to move was like trying to grab a needle off the surface of a mirror while her fingers were numb. But her senses are still as sharp as ever, and she can see the kitten clearly::
Is that... Kyran?
Skin of the Dragon.
::Using her chance, she calls on her draconic ability. The spell around her becomes visible before shattering back to the ground. Kyran leaps off of her just in time to avoid Iole's kick to the side of Kerion's head::
I wouldn't understand? I risked my life three times to save a woman who wanted desperately to kill me. What is so complicated about your actions that I wouldn't understand?
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Post by Kerion on Apr 27, 2009 23:47:42 GMT -5
::He staggers back to his feet:: "This isn't like with Rena Iole!" He shouted. "She went after you with just malice, my reason is because I have to or she'll die!" ::He eyes both Iole and the kitten that was growling, not to mention some of the hidden LPA members who were hiding and watching the fight:: "You're not a parent Iole, that's why I said you wouldn't understand." ::He pulls out a black sphere and tosses it to the ground. As soon as it it, black smoke came pouring out, filling the area:: "All troops head to another part of the Crest and wipe the terrorist out!" She heard his voice faulter during the command and heard movements. When she finally cleared the smoke, they were gone. But she noticed what looked like a PHS on the ground where Kerion once stood::
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Post by Iole on Apr 27, 2009 23:55:50 GMT -5
::She morphs her hands back and picks the PHS up. She looks around before stuffing it into her pocket. She starts to look for Kyran::
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Post by The LPA on Apr 28, 2009 0:00:07 GMT -5
The dark man lowers his binoculars and turns to his guards. "I've seen enough, we carry on."
With one last look to where Iole is, in the distance below them, he turns with his guards and disappears in the smoldering bombed out building.
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Post by Jas on Apr 28, 2009 0:06:22 GMT -5
::Iole doesn't look far before she sees Kyran, still in her kitten form. She knew the cat was smiling warmly at her::
[glow=white,2,300]My my. Little Iole, so good to see you again. Guess I can't call you 'little' anymore huh?[/glow] she joked.
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Post by Iole on Apr 28, 2009 0:19:53 GMT -5
That's rich coming from a kitten. I guess Jas and Galeon are in the area now?
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Post by Jas on Apr 28, 2009 0:24:54 GMT -5
::Nods:: [glow=white,2,300]Don't belittle me Iole. I might look like a cute little kitten now, but I'm still a tigress in soul.[/glow]
::Kyran's tails swishes in her humor before stopping::
[glow=white,2,300]But there's a problem. They're going undercover within the police. And judging what's going on, they'll have to fight to keep their cover up.[/glow]
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Post by Iole on Apr 28, 2009 0:38:19 GMT -5
::She sighs::
They made them double agents? Are you kidding me? Great. I already have to worry about meeting one friend on the battlefield. Now I have to worry about two more. But maybe this is a good thing. Do they know why the Regent suddenly deployed his forces here? There has to be another reason besides retaliation.
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Post by Jas on Apr 28, 2009 0:52:50 GMT -5
::Kyran shrugs her shoulders::
[glow=white,2,300]They haven't found that out yet. I'm sure they're with the police now as deputies, but when they get more info, you'll know. I'll also serve as liasion between them and you. Who would suspect a cute little kitten? Oh, I almost forgot. They're also in disguise so picking them out will be difficult unless you got a good sense of smell.[/glow]
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Post by Iole on Apr 28, 2009 1:04:22 GMT -5
::Iole points to her nose::
No problem there. For some reason Galeon always smells like tuna fish and chips.
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Post by Jas on Apr 28, 2009 1:07:38 GMT -5
[glow=white,2,300]I agree with you there. Being around him has always made me hungry.[/glow] ::She jumps up onto Iole's shoulder, being careful not to dig her claws into Iole's skin as she does so:: [glow=white,2,300]Lead the way, mi'lady.[/glow]
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Post by Oliver on Apr 29, 2009 3:27:24 GMT -5
-Meanwhile-
The bombings have come to slow as the Regent's army begins to march in on the Crest and out of the bunkers, like rats fleeing a sinking ship, the LPA emerge and engage the troops on the bombed out streets and smoking ruins that is left of the parts of the Crest hit most heavily by the bombs. Fires burn around them and bodies litter the streets. Oddly, the loud-speakers that still stand blare out the voice of the Red Regent who encourages moral for the LPA, telling them to continue on with the fight.
At the LPA bunker where the Dragoons hid, Sid and Oliver emerge to survey the scene. Sid frowns though remains static and distant, silent and steady. Oliver however beats his fist into a sandbag. "T'at bastard! His own peop'e! W'at type of man does t'is?"
Connolly emerges behind them, along with several other Dragoons. "What does it take out of a man to crush a pest? We're no different to them, you should know that. Enough now, we take to the streets and reinforce, radio says we got several Regent divisions moving in from the south and east, we're to move to engage. You and Sid know what to do."
"Right, Captain." Says Sid, hitting Oliver on the shoulder. "Let's go."
Sid and Oliver take off ahead of the main division, while their unit stacks up and marches into the fires of Lindblum.
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Post by Oliver on Apr 30, 2009 23:05:53 GMT -5
(( Since the other thread is packed with stuff, the LPA side of things will continue here))
The fighting on the streets has grown more intense as the LPA and Regent forces confront one another. The street speakers still spew with the words of the Red Regent, giving speeches directly form the Commitsar himself. Gun-fire explodes over the sound of shouts, cheers, and flags. The fires of insurgency have never burned so powerfully since the Crest 33 riot.
Sid and Oliver have managed to set themselves up in a bombed out building over-looking the street of South Wall. Sid snipes from the windows as Oliver prepares some explosives, waiting for the large contingent of Regent Guards that are marching towards their position.
"Going to be ready vith those?"
"Ya, ya, hold ye chocobos will ye?"
*crack* A rifle round flies into the building, striking the brick wall infront of Oliver. "Eeek."
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Post by Kerion on May 1, 2009 9:15:12 GMT -5
::With Connolly:: ::The bang of a gun is the warning he gets before a bullet grazes past him. He looks to where the shot came from. When he sees the shooter, he sees its Kerion with his gun aimed at him, his arm bandaged up from where Iole bit him and his patch back on his eye:: "Been a long time, comrade." ((OOC: Couldn't resist using that line from Resident Evil 4 ))
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Post by Blue on May 1, 2009 15:49:01 GMT -5
Ocious walks slowly down the street, sticking close to the building walls and staying out of everyone's way. Once in a while someone will brush against him, or a stay bullet will richocete close by, but he just shoulders it off. From a few blocks away the sounds of a full scale riot can be heard, and he is more than happy to be in this semi-deserted area. "Looks like I picked the wrong city to come too. Good thing I left my chocobo outside the city." He steps over a body slumped against the wall, looking at it in disgust. "I better get I disagree back out there before i end up like this guy" He takes a side alley and starts heading back to where he thought was the front gates.
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Post by Oliver on May 2, 2009 0:37:45 GMT -5
Connolly stops dead cold, the two LPA guards beside him quickly spin around and raise their rifles towards the new assailant. Connolly raises his hand, ordering them to not fire. Turning around slowly, he addresses the gunman.
"Been too long then, comrade. Who are you?"
--Elsewhere in the city--
Ocious finds his paths blocked by checkpoints and machine gun nests of the LPA, other streets appear to have the same but by Regent troops. The city appears to be on lock down by both sides.
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Post by Kerion on May 2, 2009 0:41:28 GMT -5
"I'm not surprised you don't remember me. It's been awhile since the last time we worked together. But since you don't remember, the names Kerion." ::He lowers his gun:: "Smart making your men stand down, I wouldn't want any interuptions."
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