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Post by 86 on May 9, 2008 13:45:53 GMT -5
Sinclaire's ship crashed into the ground. The large sphere seemed to warp reality slighty as it shot from the sky. Sinclaire stepped out of it, the metal formed to his arm as he did, taking the ship with him. "So Wutai, you haven't changed much." Sinclaire walked through the main gate to the small village, remembering little details of his past life.
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Post by Mongoose on May 9, 2008 14:25:50 GMT -5
Right after the main gate, Sinclair finds a gaggle of peasants around something just off the side of the main road. A sudden eruption of fire causes the people to gasp and then clap.
"Ladies and gentlemen good evening. You’ve seen that seeing is believing, your ears and your eyes will be bleeding. Please check to see if you’re still breathing." Someone from the center yells out over the crowd with a light but unusual accent, definitely not native to Wutai.
From the top of the crowd, two flaming swords -scimitars- fly into the air, flipping and tumbling back to earth only to reemerge above the crowd.
"Hold tight cause the show is not over, if you will please move in closer. You're about to be bowled over by the wonders you’re about to behold here."
One sword shoots higher into the sky and an arc of lightning rising from the center of the crowd strikes it. It explodes out with flame and electricity above the crowd and a plume of smoke erupts out in the center. There's a gasp from the crowd and as the smoke clears, the group starts to look around, curious to where the performer had gone.
"Welcome to the show, we're glad you came along!"
There, atop a roof, is the source of the flaming swords. A young, slightly dark and exotic male, dressed in desert clothes and inked with several tribal like tattoos. He slides off the roof, flips and lands in the center of the road and performs a bow. The crowd applauds.
"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. That is the show for today, please come by tomorrow for another spectacle of amazement by the one man, one snake show of Adrian "mongoose" Zephyra and his lovely assistant, Ashi." A tiny snake, looks like a Midgar Zolom hisses from around Adrian's neck. "Thank you and good evening."
The crowd disperses and Adrian begins to clean up his swords and the area around where he performed. Paying most attention to a tiny donation box, he shifts through it, counting the gil. The snake around his neck watches intensely as well.
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Post by 86 on May 9, 2008 18:16:12 GMT -5
Sinclaire approaches the man and stands over him, his face looking alot like Sephiroths. "You look like you live in this universe." Sinclaire said in an odd, mystical tone, "I need your help, only if your willing." Sinclaire looked sort of mystical with his black cloak tightly pulled around him, the irises of his eyes seems to shift slowly, the irredesent blue glowing with mako energy.
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Post by Mongoose on May 9, 2008 19:17:21 GMT -5
Adrian replies with a grunt, still caught up in his gil counting, moving away to get back into the light. However, Ashi slithers around to look at Sinclair with a suspicious eye. She hisses at him then jars for Adrian's attention.
"What is it?" He says, still not paying attention. "Stop that Ashi. Hey!" He looks over to her then notices Sinclair.
"Oh... um hello?" He says, looking at the menacing Sinclair. "You want an autograph or something? My next performance is tomorrow, you can see it again then."
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Post by 86 on May 11, 2008 1:06:51 GMT -5
"Your... snake," Sinclaire says oddly, "Looks alot like a Midgar Zollum, I know for I have killed thousands." Sinclaire said that last statement as if it were nothing, "You look like your from around here, could you help me get up to date on things?" the Blue of Sinclaire's eyes seems to shift and chage to different shades.
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Post by Mongoose on May 11, 2008 1:14:52 GMT -5
Ashi hisses in hostility at Sinclair, blaring her fangs at him, it seems to understand what he was saying. It then slithers into Adrian's shirt, disappearing under the loose fitting cloth.
Adrian, fixing his shirt and pouring the lump of gil into a pouch at his waist, looks back to Sinclair. "That so, stranger. Think you're Sephiroth or something?" He turns around and moves the box he was standing on into a little corner beside an alley but continues to talk as he works. "Up to date on things, you say stranger. What you want to know? Lot has happened just in my life. War of the Angels, Elias Sands, demon invasion, the plague... so many things."
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Post by 86 on May 11, 2008 1:40:11 GMT -5
Sinclaire rushes up and pushes Adrian into the wall, "I'm not sephiroth!" he yells into Adrian's face, "I'm not that monster, I may have been in SOLDIER but that doesn't mean I'm like them!" Sinclaire looked positively pissed as he said this, "All I want to know is how long it has been since the gathering of the wanderers, the time which Sephiroth brough Meteor."
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Post by Mongoose on May 11, 2008 1:53:44 GMT -5
Caught off guard, Adrian smacks his chest and chin hard against the stone wall. He mutters a curse in pain and struggles to get free of Sinclair. "Guh! Yebnen kelp! Ebn el metnakah!" He spits out. "That was decades ago. Before I was even born, get with the times."
Sinclair suddenly feels a pain, like lightning shoot into his gut. Ashi had made her way to Adrian's waist and weaseled under his shirt and struck Sinclair with her bite, releasing her venom into his system. She quickly retracts and hides on Adrian.
In that moment of surprise, Adrian's body erupts in a puff of choking smoke and vanishes from Sinclair's grip only to reemerge back on the road, with both his scimitars in hand.
"Heh, she doesn't like when people rough me up. Nothing personal stranger. I'm not one to fight on the streets but you're pressing it. I don't know what your problem is but you got a strange way asking for help."
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Post by 86 on May 11, 2008 2:04:17 GMT -5
Sinclaire shudders with delight as the fangs peirce him but soon comes to his senses, "Decades?" he says in disbelief, "Decades, I need to know how long, I'm one of his failed clones, I must know." Sinclaire slowly walks towards Adrian, "You must tell me how long, I've been in the crater ever since then, I just climbed out about a week ago, please tell me how long.
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Post by Mongoose on May 11, 2008 2:17:53 GMT -5
"El Khara Dah? You're kidding right?" He sounds suspicious and rather annoyed. "You really expect me to believe you're one of those bastard mutations or whatever." He laughs to himself. "Wow, you know her venom doesn't normally act this fast."
He puts away one of his swords and starts to pace on the road, playing with the other sword. Tossing it into the air and such as he mumbles something to himself. "Well, maybe 90 years or more I'd say. My grandfather would speak of the time often. Ugly, ugly period." He turns back and looks at Sinclair once more, his scimitar extended out like an accusing finger. "And you say you're one of the remaining soldiers. That's golden, really. Keep walking around saying that, they'll commit you."
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Post by 86 on May 11, 2008 2:26:34 GMT -5
Sinclaire looks at Adrian and cocks his head, "You don't belive me eh," Sinclaire sticks his arms out of his cloak, exposing his bound wrists, and turns his right wrist up, exposing the tattoed #86, "Is that proof enough for ya, or do I have to show you why I am shackled?" Three beams of energy shot out of Sinclaire's mechanized hand, ready for a fight.
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Post by Mongoose on May 11, 2008 2:35:51 GMT -5
Adrian warily steps back. "Whoa stranger, you certainly like to fight."
By now there was a crowd gathering around, watching this unusual pair confront each other. It appears some are actually making bets amongst themselves as to what will happen.
"I come from a rather peaceful people, Bedouins and gypsies. I'm just a performer and Chocobo breeder myself." He makes a grin. "I still don't know what makes you what you claim to be, tattoos and shackles makes me think you escaped from Bellview and I'm sure my friends around us would agree."
He smiles to the crowd and does a small bow. "Maybe it's time for another show... a little bit of humbling experience.' He redraws his other saber and points both of them at Sinclair. "Well stranger, if you insist on this fighting game, you'll find me a match. I may come from a pacifist line but I ain't no push over against brutes. Inta sharmoot!" He says in an obvious insult in his native tongue.
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Post by 86 on May 11, 2008 2:41:41 GMT -5
Sinclaire reaches up and flicks his brooch and his cloak falls down, revealing his scared body. He then pulls his bandanna over his eyes and crouches, "c'mon then, lets see what you got." he says in a cruels voice.
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Post by Mongoose on May 11, 2008 3:42:19 GMT -5
Adrian quickly dons the kaffiya that was tied around the hilt of one of the scimitars, it covers his head and face, leaving only his eyes clear and gives him a somewhat intimidating apparence.
"Blind fighter... means he can sense me. Great, well time to show him what it means to be titled the Mongoose."
Adrian slowly and carefully walks left, maintaining a distance between him and Sinclair.
Ashi slowly slithers her way out of his shirt and wraps herself around his right arm. "Careful girl..." He says softly.
Taking notice of Sinclair's position he sees an oppertunity that presents itself. "Thundra!" A bolt of lightning strikes the tip of a buildings roof and blows off a sizable chunk that that tumbles down atop Sinclair.
The crowd of people roar with awe as the battle begins, some scurrying for cover while others cheer on their bet. It's quite a din of noise around the street.
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Post by 86 on May 11, 2008 16:04:59 GMT -5
Sinclaire felt Adrian's every step through the ground and the blast from above him was like an earthquake to him. Sinclaire drops to the ground and pushes himself into a hand stand, Kicking the chunk into the air. Using the force that he pushed himself up with, he shoots into the air and kicks the debri to adrian. Landing on the ground, Sinclaire rushes at Adrian, brandishing his energy claw.
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Post by Mongoose on May 11, 2008 16:13:21 GMT -5
Adrian jumps into the air, flips over the flying debris with the aid of his arm, volts high into the air and comes down with a kick of his heel into the back of Sinclair's head then lands with graceful roll and rises up, facing Sinclair's back.
The crowd cheers the feat of grace and agility. Adrian does a quick bow then back flips onto the cloth awning of a small street stand. "Thundra, thundra, aero!"
Two bolts of lightning strike the ground around Sinclair, knocking up rocks, dirt and dust; while a strong gust of wind throws around pots, the small rocks and dirt, paper and other various objects that weren't strapped down, they whip around the street knocking into walls and other objects in a mild torrent.
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Post by 86 on May 12, 2008 8:35:59 GMT -5
Sinclaire turns and is hit in the shoulder with Adrian's foot instead. He hears the word Thindara and his hands drop. Wind shoots from his hands to the ground and Sinclaire is launched into the air. A high pitched whining sound can be heard all around Adrian as the croud covers their ears in hopes to rid themselves of the sound. Sinclaire shoots from the sky at an unimaginable speed and collides with Adrian. Adrian feels pain shoot through his body as a large spike can be seen protruding from his right shoulder, red hot with fire magic.
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Post by Mongoose on May 12, 2008 14:10:48 GMT -5
Adrian catches Sinclair's hand with the spike, narrowly having it pierce more then a flesh wound into his shoulder. He struggles trying to push Sinclair off him, gritting his teeth and pushing back the hot spike.
Having dropped his swords in the surprise attack, he struggles with his free left arm to grab one of the blades, straining to reach the hilt. Ashi however, has another plan. She slithers up Adrian's straining arm and lashes at Sinclair's face, striking him around the left eye. She retracts quickly and slithers down Adrian's arm once more. In that moment, Adrian grabs the hilt of the sword and slams it into Sinclair's temple then kicks him off with a sandal to the groin as he grabs his other sword.
Adrian rolls away and back onto the ground, he slides back around to face Sinclair. "Float!" He suddenly begins to levitate off the ground several inches. The the next moment, he rummages through the pouches around his waist till he finds an old looking bottle. "Ready Ashi." He uncorks it and pours it on the snake then tosses her to the ground. He jumps back, close to the crowd. "Everyone back!" Almost instantly, Ashi suddenly begins to grow rabidly and within moments is the size of a large adult Midgar Zolom. She rises above the roofs of the nearby buildings and blocks out the sun over Sinclair.
"Ashi! Now!"
Ashi whips her tail end at Sinclair, smashing through the street stall Sinclair was atop, throwing the thing around. Adrian jumps to the edifice of a building, wall walks for a moment, and leaps at Sinclair, swiping both scimitars at Sinclair in a spin. They hit broad side and blade down, hurting but not cutting.
Adrian falls back toward the ground, stopping a close few inches above it thanks to float.
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Post by 86 on May 14, 2008 8:15:13 GMT -5
Sinclaire jumped off Adrian before the blade could come near his temple but was caught off guard by Ashi transforming. SInclaire jumped off the build ing before Ashi destroyed it, and in the air; blocks Adrian's scimitar attacks with his spike and his mechanized hand. "You know, you giving me the time of my life." He says with an evil smile. Sinclaire does some odd movements with his hands, somewhat bluring them, then slams them into the ground. Adrian can feel himself being lifted from the ground, more than a float normally would, then shooting into the air uncontrollably.
Torrents of Cyclones could be seen, tearing the small village apart. Sinclaire was up in the air, ready to meet Adrian, and then performs a flurry of blinding attacks. Adrian can feel the burns from Sincloaire's claw cutting into him and the sting of the spike stabbing. Sinclaire turned upside down in the air and his feet dropped on Adrian, forcing him back to the ground. Sinclaire turned his attention on Ashi, the Cyclone's swarming it, making it unable to really go anywhere.
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Post by Mongoose on May 14, 2008 15:02:32 GMT -5
"Enough!" Adrian yells out as he smacks the ground. He rolls out from under Sinclair and slow gets back to his feet, a bit shaken and burned but not much worse for wear. He downs a potion and throws another one at Ashi, it shatters on her and she returns back to her original size. "I will not fight you here anymore. This has gotten out of hand when you began targeting them." Pointing to the cowering and now frightened townsfolk He undoes the kaffiya, letting it fall to around his neck. He raises his hand and casts several aero's to counter Sinclair's cyclones. They fizzle after a moment and die away. "Ashi, come."
The snake slithers over to Adrian's leg and crawls up it as he turns to leave. He sets a sack from his waist, the one he put the money in earlier, atop a pile of debris of what use to be a roadside stand. He continues walking away, out of the Wutai village, with a air of disgust, anger, and frustration.
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