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Post by Whitakker on Jul 4, 2004 15:49:53 GMT -5
*Disgruntled by the sudden appearance of Electra, which in turn drew his focus off of his attack, Whitakker lands behind Nicholi. Nicholi, meanwhile, went for his food immediately, leaving Whitakker standing alone.*
"Darn it...", *mumbled Whitakker, as he sheathed his sword, and walked toward the two against the wall, munching away.*
"Once you're done eating, Nicholi, I trust we can resume our scrimmage without any further......disturbances?"*flashes withering glance at Electra*
"Of course, Whitakker. Wouldn't have it any other way.", replied Nicholi. "Want some pizza?"*Nicholi extends a small personal pizza to Whitakker*
*sigh*"I suppose."*Whitakker takes pizza, and starts eating it.*
*Turns to Electra*"I see you've brought some food for Skye as well. I'm sure he will enjoy it."*Whitakker gives a sharp whistle, and Skye swoops down from the rafter, landing on Whitakker's shoulder.*
"Stretch out your arm."*says Whitakker. Electra holds out her arm, with a piece of chicken in her other hand. Skye spots a opporotunity for a snack, and slowly hops over to Electra's arm. Electra giggles, as the razor sharp talons are used in a more careful fashion. Electra starts to feed Skye. Hesitant, but seeing that the woman in pink presents no threat, Skye begins to feed.*
"Not nice of you to leave Syrant and Thanatos in that predicament, there. Thanatos will definitely disapprove of you taking his coat, along with his gun, which probably would've ended the entire confrontation in a second. Especially when you put leopard print on it. Commendable for humor, though." *Whitakker grins, imagining the frustration Thanatos is experiencing.* "But I don't doubt that they won't survive. It would be most unfortunate for Electra's sake if harm befell Syrant."
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Post by electra on Jul 4, 2004 19:06:21 GMT -5
*Anger ran through Electra's bones. She forced a smile in Whitakker's direction. With Skye still on her arm, she reaches into her pocket for her controller. She grabs it and then Skye's talons and quickly stores Whitakker's bird into a love bead. She then places a lock on the bead on which ONLY Electra can open. (That means she ONLY has the power to open it when SHE pleases to.) She stores it out of Whitakker's reach.*
"Don't worry, he has plenty of food. And remember...this is only the beginning..."
*She disappears with a puff of pink smoke.*
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Post by Nicholi on Jul 5, 2004 12:33:05 GMT -5
Nicholi still sits enjoying the first decent meal he's had in weeks. Whitakker stands dumbfounded at what just happened. It seems as if he dosen't know whether he should cry or curse Electra's name. Nicholi finishes his meal with a small burp, and pulls out a napkin which he then begins to clear the tomato sause on his mouth with.
"Most unfortunate about Skye. I suspect that Electra has some reason for taking him but rest assured that no harm will come to him. Now, if you're still up to it lets continue that battle."
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Post by Whitakker on Jul 5, 2004 20:00:32 GMT -5
".....Very well." *gives sharp whistle again. Skye descends from the shadows in the rafters, and perches on Whitakker's shoulders.*
"Would've thought she knew better. She had to have known that it was a hologram. Oh well."
*Whitakker walks to the center of the room*
"Seeing as how my primary move has been rendered useless, I'll let you strike first now. I don't care."
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Post by Nicholi on Jul 6, 2004 10:31:54 GMT -5
"Before we start I have a bit of bad news for you. Think for a moment. If the Skye that Electra took was a hologram, then how was it eating chicken?
After thinking on it for a moment, Nicholi looks up into the ceiling. A small pink glimmer can be seen. Nicholi picks up a small stone and tosses it towards the glimmer in the ceiling. A small pink love bead begins its decent to the floor. Upon hitting the ground, Skye begins to to fade out and then fade back in but this time not as Skye but as a smal hologram of Electra. The hologram sits on Whitakker's arm where Skye was once perched repeating the same phrase and expresion, "Loser *sticks out tongue*.
"Whitakker old boy, I'm afraid that Electra has douped you."
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Post by Whitakker on Jul 6, 2004 11:11:44 GMT -5
Whitakker turns to Nicholi. "The hologram was made even more realistic through the use of your lab, Nicholi. I used it in between events. That's how it was able to eat the chicken. Who's side are you on?"
*Whitakker, still standing in the middle, strokes Skye's real, living feathers.*
"In the interest of your safety, Skye, I think it best you stick with me."*Skye gives a clicking sound in agreeance."
"Well, are you going to attack or not?"
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Post by ToP on Jul 6, 2004 14:53:21 GMT -5
Whitakker, you are being cheap. As admin, it is my job to tell you what is going wrong. You have said you can live without your bird, either make a post correcting it or be banned from the site. You will be given back your bird.
Thanks in advance! ToP
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Post by Whitakker on Jul 6, 2004 17:38:26 GMT -5
OFF SUBJECT
To ToP,
I am sorry for any grievances I have caused. I will let you do as you please, though I agree to it quite reluctantly. In the future I hope we can show each other the respect each of us deserves.
Grudgingly I remain, Whitakker
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Post by Whitakker on Jul 6, 2004 17:47:04 GMT -5
*Whitakker still stands in the middle of the room, sans Skye this time. He still awaits Nicholi's attack*
"I'm getting tired of waiting. Since you are clearly on Electra's side, I won't give you time to make your move."
*Whitakker draws his sword, and rushes Nicholi. Nicholi easily sidesteps the attack, and draws his scythe. He swings at Whitakker. Predicting the movement, Whitakker turns around and catches the joint of the scythe where shaft meets blade, severing it in two. Whitakker then runs to the wall, and kicks off of it, towards Nicholi, blade extended....*
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Post by Nicholi on Jul 6, 2004 19:19:10 GMT -5
Whitakker's blade comes crashing down into the spot where Nicholi had only a split second ago been standing. Whitakker turns to see Nicholi examining his now severed scythe.
"Pity. This was an old scythe. I suppose you destroying it in battle was a fitting end for it. Now I suppose that I will need to get a little serious. Please forgive me for underestimating your talents Sir Whitakker. *Nicholi's expresion changes from sincere to a darkly serious tone* As for being on anyone's side, I take only the sides of of those whom can prove themselves worthy in my eyes. So far only two people have done so and I can say without a doubt in my mind that neither of them is Electra. I fool is blinded by his own rage and self pity. I don't plan on playing the part of the fool in this bout. Beware Whitakker. A slain Phoenix shall soon rise from the ashes once again."
In a flash, Nicholi moves to the oppisite end of the arena. He presses on a panel, apparantly a hidden switch, to reveal a hidden armory in the area wall. Nicholi gazes upon the vast array of weapons. He walks over to a large blade roughly ten feet in length and a foot in width. Nicholi grabs the massive weapon with unfaultering ease. He turns to face his oppenent.
"I can safely say that you will not be breaking this weapon. Despite the massive size and weight I am ver adept with this weapon. Now Whitakker, preapre yourself for this attack. It hasn't failed me yet although the weaker version did give me a slight wound."
Nicholi begins to swing the large weapon around his body. The speed of the blade increases with each passing swing.
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Post by Whitakker on Jul 7, 2004 12:02:37 GMT -5
*Whitakker readies himself for the ensuing onslaught. He removes his coat to allow for more mobility.*
"Bring it on..."
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Post by Whitakker on Jul 30, 2004 22:21:32 GMT -5
*Though unable to predict the forthcoming attack, Whitakker remains undaunted by Nicholi's sugarcoated speech. Deeds not words, Whitakker thinks to himself, assessing the situation. Suddenly, an idea struck him. Gathering his full strength, sword in both hands, Whitakker proceeds to rush Nicholi. Nicholi, seeing Whitakker's charge, grins. Impatient fool, he thinks to himself. Whitakker rushes to within four feet of the swinging doom, and takes a slide feet first under Nicholi. When he is under him, Whitakker thrusts his sword between Nicholi's legs. Nicholi, unable to stop his momentum in time, is tripped up, and falls. Quickly rising to his feet, he assumes a stance. Whitakker gathers his blade to himself, as he lets himself slide up to the wall. He raises his feet, plants them on the wall, letting the momentum of his body lift him up. Fully gathered, and four and a half feet parallel to the floor, Whitakker backflips to his feet, facing Nicholi.*
"A piece of advice. Use quicker attacks. Attacks that have to be built can be easily destroyed before they even begin. Do you feel up for more, Nicholi? Because I do."
*A smile, a true smile, spreads across Whitakker's face, after foiling Nicholi's hyped up attack, as he awaits Nicholi's next response....*
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Post by Nicholi on Aug 4, 2004 9:04:00 GMT -5
"That attacked was just a warmup. As for overhyping an attack, I ment what I said before. But as for now, I will end this battle as I have some other buisness to attend to. A contact in another city wants to meat with me so I'll leave the mansion in your capable hands. Just don't break anything or throw any parties while I'm gone and if you don't mind, please stock up on foodstuffs while I'm gone. You pretty much now my tastes after staying here for the time you have so there you are. See you in about a week or so."
Nicholi walks off tossing a pair of keys behind him. The keys land around the tip of Whitakker's blade.
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Post by Whitakker on Aug 4, 2004 11:32:49 GMT -5
Whitakker removes the house keys from his sword, and sheathes his sword. He puts the keys in his pocket. He then reloads his guns(for no reason at all, just habit), and puts them back. He grabs his trenchcoat, and puts it back on.*
"Seems I have an errand to run. This shouldn't take long."
*Whitakker gets some money, and leaves the manor, locking everything up, and heads for the grocer. After purchasing all that is needed, he proceeds back to the house. Whitakker puts all the food away, then enjoys a light snack of baby carrots, ranch, and Vanilla Coke.*
"I wish Skye was here..."
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Post by Whitakker on Aug 28, 2004 10:25:31 GMT -5
*No sooner than the words had left his mouth, A brown streak zoomed through the open window in the dining room, and rested on Whitakker's shoulder. It was Skye. Whitakker looked up at his companion, very pleased. Whitakker gets up from the table, and finds some roast beef slices for Skye. Skye, thrilled to see food that isn't pink, tears into the meat. Apparently, Skye had found a way to break out of the love bead that had imprisoned him.*
"Good to have you back.".....
And with that, the two friends eat in silence, and then find a couch to doze off on.
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