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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 22:06:27 GMT -5
Oliver gets an idea, it obviously can can move through stone, but can it move through metal? He looks around quickly, then jumps onto one of the boilers, scurrying like a rat to the sloped dome at its top. The tank burns his hands, if not for his genetics, he would be cooking. He peeks over the edge of the tank, trying to see where the creature may pop up next.
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Post by Nu on Jun 3, 2009 22:11:05 GMT -5
::The golem raises out of the stone, looking to find the bermecian. He could see its confused as it doesn't see him::
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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 22:14:50 GMT -5
Oliver smirks, getting the idea as to how this thing operates. He takes the papers that he brought with him, rolls them, then ties the piece of cloth around it, then tosses it near the door. The rolled papers landing with a thud in front of the door. He waits and watches to see what it does.
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Post by Nu on Jun 3, 2009 22:18:12 GMT -5
::The golem turns to the sound and sinks into the floor. Instead of going after the sound like he thought, the boiler under him starts to shake::
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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 22:25:22 GMT -5
"Ok! Is not t'at dumb!" Oliver yelps, clenching tightly to the rattling tank. He hunches together, then springs across to the other boiler tank, grabbing a protruding pipe and crawls up to the top of that one.
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Post by Nu on Jun 3, 2009 22:32:01 GMT -5
::The rattling stops as the golem rises out from the floor. But then Oliver hears a feminine voice::
[glow=white,2,300]Oliver, its Kyran. The creature your facing is a sorcery creature known as a golem.[/glow]
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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 22:34:53 GMT -5
"Yea... no kidd'in." He mutters, then it hits him, what did he just hear? His ears perk up, trying to find the source of the voice. "'ello?"
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Post by Jas on Jun 3, 2009 22:41:15 GMT -5
[glow=white,2,300]Don't bother looking for me. I'm talking to you by telepathy. Now listen, the only way to destroy a golem is to destroy its core. But its core is protected by its carapace, making it invulnerble to magic and weapons. You can weaken the carapce with water if its a rock or stone golem.[/glow]
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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 22:43:02 GMT -5
"Wou'd steam work?" He asks, taking a peak at the golem below him. "Cause t'ats all I got here, we'l I cou'd piss on it."
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Post by Iole on Jun 3, 2009 22:44:22 GMT -5
::On the roof of the palace, Iole stares back at the girl with a pitying gaze::
So I'm the reason you're like this. Is that why you're trying so hard to kill me?
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Post by Jas on Jun 3, 2009 22:45:57 GMT -5
[glow=white,2,300]Steam might work, but you have to get the chest area and strike quick before it recovers.[/glow]
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Post by Nu on Jun 3, 2009 22:50:59 GMT -5
::Yami::
::She shakes her head:: "Call it an instinct. Something inside me drives me to make sure I'm the only one between us, even if it means killing you. As I stand now, I cannot completely control it and I'm barely restraining myself right now."
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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 22:51:48 GMT -5
"Got it." Oliver slides down to the ground attracting the attention of the golem, then runs to a steam pipe across the room, and jumps onto it. He taps the hot pipe and calls to the golem.
"Hey, see t'e pret'y rat? Ya, come an' pet 'im!"
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Post by Nu on Jun 3, 2009 22:56:17 GMT -5
::The golem matches towards Oliver, unaware that he now knows his weakness. It pulls the pipe off, but is met with a steady stream of steam. It staggers back, away from scalding heat. Oliver could see some of the are around the chest looked runny like mud::
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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 23:00:27 GMT -5
Oliver drops down as the beast is consumed by the scalding steam, looks up to spot the weakening stone, then jumps, his claws out as he blows into the golem's chest. He blows through the weakened structure, landing on the other side, caked in mud and filth. He turns to see what became of the construct.
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Post by Nu on Jun 3, 2009 23:06:01 GMT -5
::With the core destroyed, the golem starts to crumble into dust. It desperately tries to keep itself together, but its futile as it falls into a pile of dust::
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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 23:19:15 GMT -5
Oliver breathes in and falls back onto his behind, flicking the mud away. He scrapes it off his clothes and away from his eyes, then turns around to take a look at the bomb. Somehow it seems to have survived the battle. He then gets back to his feet, walks over to the device, contemplating his next move, then he remembers the papers and Iole's cloth. Now drenched in the golems mud, her scent is gone, he wouldn't die with the earthy scent of that golem on him.
He walks over to the papers and unties the strip of cloth, bringing it to his nose and breaths in deep.
"Oh Iole..."
He turns then, back to the bomb, then sits down in front of it. He runs his hands over his face, then scoots in closer. His eyes drift to the detonator, then to the broken timer. He looks closer to at the broken timer, while the thoughts of what could be dance in his mind.
"No... I won'let t'at night be our last." He insists to himself as he jumps to his feet and runs over to a circuit breaker. He breaks off the front of it, exposing wires and fuses, he takes a hold of some of the wires and rips them out, sparks flying at him. He returns to the bomb and begins to work again on the timer, field rigging it.
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Post by Iole on Jun 3, 2009 23:26:02 GMT -5
::Iole sighs::
So there's no way you'll let me pass? I'm sure you can understand how I feel. There has to be someone you love that you'd give anything for. That's what I'm trying to do... I don't want to kill you. I've avoided killing when I could.
::She bites her lip as the cold dead face of Douglas Fenway fills her memory again::
But I will kill you if I have to.
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Post by Oliver on Jun 3, 2009 23:32:17 GMT -5
Oliver finishes the last of the touches to the timer, then connects two of the wires. A new light turns on, indicating the timer is active, but the light flutters and blinks. The connection isn't stable, but it's the best he can do. There's no saying if the bomb will even go off or worse yet, go off too soon. He turns the timer nob, the numbers worn so he can only assume how much time he may have, then, grabbing Iole's book, he departs the boiler room.
He runs into the utility passageway, retracing his steps back towards the kitchen. Blowing past servants and even Guards, who don't even have time to react. He bursts into the kitchen, knocking over a sous chef and a tray of food.
"Sor'y!" He yelps back as he blows through the door into the elegant hallway, stopping to catch his breath.
((whenever Iole))
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Post by Nu on Jun 3, 2009 23:32:24 GMT -5
"I know..." ::She gets into a fighting stance:: "But I was given an order to stop you by my master, one of the few that actually cared about me." ::Her eyes show she has gone to her emotionless stage:: "I'll try to hold back from killing you, but I can't make promises."
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