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[indent][sub][color=#B9BABC]T H E  F I E L D S[/color] // [color=#ffcc99][i] Graham Tosches[/i][/color] // [color=#B9BABC]Fallen Earth[/color][/sub][/indent][hr]
[indent]For a brief moment he was atop the world clinging to the great beast upon his perch. Than world vanished with a flash of red as something it slammed into the creature’s head a few inches away from his location. The creature let loose a great roar of protest as the Guardians took the final opportunity for once last relentless assault. But the great behemoth could not maintain its vitality from the many blows thrown against it and thus it began to fall. It’s left leg came out from underneath it smashing to the ground sending chunks of earth into the air as its heavy knee slammed into the ground like an anchor. Graham clutched to his daggers still embedded into the creature with a fine tuned resolve as the movement threw him sideways. Here this close to the fallen creature’s head he could hear the breathing slow and deliberate, fading softly. Then as Oliva drove her blade in for the last time  everything stopped and the great beast pitched backwards. Graham pulled the daggers from its hide and dropped to the ground, hitting into the wet mud with a thump. Ignoring the pain he rolled quickly to his left coating himself with a mixture of mud and leaking fluids from the great beast but in doing so he put far away enough as to prevent the giant beast from falling atop of him. Moments later the great creature hit into the ground, the earth jutting up around it from the impact. And then nothing was hard but the soft pattering of rain.

The adrenaline slowly began to filter out of his system as he took one deep breath after another. The battlefield had turned silent with most of the army having completed there push with only the soft rumble of aircraft screeching by on lookout for any that the main forces may had missed.They had made it at least for the moment that was. He turned towards the group and walked back over to them feet heavy in the mud as he walked away from the fallen creature. It had went surprisingly well all things considered. This little team they had seemed to know what they were doing. He give a thumbs up towards where Rogart and Nicholas were standing shaking his head in something akin to amusement as he made a mental note to never get the giant angry enough to swing his hammer at him and Nicholas well he could feel his spirits practically jumping for joy during combat even from his location. They were certainly interesting, Graham could give them that. He was broken from his thoughts when Olivia came over and patted him on his back, making the rounds to make sure that everybody wasn’t dead. He nodded his head in thanks. While the two of them might of disagreed upon certain authorial perspectives, she carried herself well during the fight and showed that all the talk of her being a natural at this wasn’t all just talk.  

He passed Monika next located near the transport that seemed to be serving as their valiant knight in shining armor charging in to save the day. As he did he remembered their conversation from before which at this point seemed to be years ago, a different life and a different time. [i]"We shall see then if there is any truth and weight to your speech then, Graham."[/i] He wondered if he had proven himself in whatever odd twisted hierarchy that the girl seemed to follow in her head. Though as he passed her he couldn't help it as he turned his head back giving her probably the cockiest grin she had seen in her entire life, the clear white of his crooked teeth in harsh contrast to his mordrem blood and mud covered face.

[color=#ffcc99]"I told you they kept me around for a reason Princess." [/color] Graham explained with a wink as he vanished around the corner not sticking around for the inevitable soul crushing remark. There Olivia was helping up the man that had inevitably lead the charge in an attempt to save him looking a little worse for wear. He looked familiar to him for some reason like a face that Graham knew but couldn’t quite but the name too it. None the less Olivia seemed to be talking to the man like she knew and so Graham figured he probably just another one of the gym rats. Nevertheless as he passed the other Guardian he nodded his head in appreciation as he passed giving him a friendly pat on the shoulder.

[color=#ffcc99]"Thanks for stopping and saving our sorry asses. Don’t think any of us really wanted to walk. I'm Graham the dashingly handsome one of the group."[/color] He told the man as he grabbed the handgrip by the door of the transport and pulled himself up and into the vehicle. He sat down heavily in his seat and cocked his head back against the wall of the transport falling asleep quickly as the transport began to move again a few minutes later not deeply caring about the blood and mud that covered his body as his own spirits moved about him in a soft red glow slowly healing any immediate damage.

Eventually he was nudged awake when they arrived at the MOV around thirty minutes later. The inside of the vehicle in direct contrast to the blasted hellscape that it sat in the middle of. Everything was sleek and clean with everything moving with a machine like rhythm. He felt the hair rise on his arms from the cool climate controlled air that pumped through the vehicle. Only half listening as the officer gave them the rundown, he instead look up at the moment around him as  soldiers and engineers of all types moved about in a controlled sort of chaos. What did catch his attention was the fact that they were going to attend a meeting with High Command. It seemed that there little adventure was going to get even more interesting than they thought.

[color=#ffcc99]"As much as I love prancing about covered in... well whatever I’m covered in at the moment. I’m also going to hit the shower."[/color] Graham told the rest of the group with a nod before breaking away. [/indent]
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[indent][sub][color=#B9BABC]M O U T A I N  P A T H[/color] // [color=ec008c][i] Roxelana ‘Roxie’ Cacciatore[/i][/color] // [color=#B9BABC]The Shadows of Resolve[/color][/sub][/indent]
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Roxelana could only shake her head at the morbidity of Selene's  comment. Needlessly dark comments filled with an air of morbidity did nothing but wasted the very breath required to speak them. She reminded the girl of the priests back home always talking of the coming destruction and death of the world. She had always disliked the priests for that reason alone, speaking of coming death and destruction while doing nothing but letting the death sweep in. Though judging from the others reactions they felt the same as Roxelana did as they approached the entrance to the mine, though she could feel the spirits about them moving in frantic rapid motions  rising and falling live waves crashing against the sea. She nodded as Thael volunteered to take the lead position and she silently slowed down her pace to let the giant take the lead falling back with the others.

It was moments later that they came to the entrance to the mine and met the mysterious woman. Even with the distance between them Roxie could feel the heavy presence of the mysterious woman’s spirits. They seemed to tower above them all threatening to crash down upon them at any minute. They were different though than any other spirits that Roxie had felt before, while they were charged with a sense of stalwart determination part of them seemed old and worn in a strange way. Nevertheless the woman seemed completely at ease despite being outnumbered. Her words came easily and with a sort of calmness about them moving like the whispers on the wind. Roxie’s eyes watched as the shadows in the mouth of the cave seemed to move with the woman lurching forward almost ceaselessly. It seemed that she had no plans on letting the group advance forward . As she let her voice carry away a moment of silence followed as the group of guardians tensed unsure of movement. Roxelana fell naturally to the hilt of her blade watching and waiting.

It was Subria that spoke first seemingly snapping everyone out of it with the strong sense of determination in her voice. The woman though did not seemed as impressed as her eyes of deep endless blue peered upon each of them as distant as a foreign sea. Roxie did not freeze when the eyes fell upon her but only give the woman a small smile. She took a step forward putting her towards the front of the group as she did she turned to Thael and said very calmly given the current situation.  [color=ec008c]"Dropping the shield may be for the best blondie. She seems intent on testing our resolve and hiding behind a shield may not be displaying the best of our character at the moment.”[/color] 

With that she turned her gaze back towards the mysterious woman. Silently she reached deep inside of herself and pulled at the darkness swirling about herself and there was a slight shift in the air as in response to the woman’s own shadows, Roxelana’s own shadow seemed to rise behind her like a silent watchman towering nearly a head taller than Thael. It’s mass was formless moving and shifting as the spirits that vitalized it begged to be released at the moment, parts of it fell off like dark ooze dripping to the ground and vanishing. 

And it was at that exact moment that Selene decided to charge the woman without a care in the world. Roxie fought the urge to yell something rather rude at the girl as her shoulders sagged as the girl rushed towards the mysterious woman but watched intently to see the woman's reaction, hand resting on her blade. If the girl died in this very moment... well there was nothing really lost now was there? Roxelana cared not for her combat skills only for the lack of a brain that she seemed to be displaying and a lack of brain was a dangerous thing indeed for a Guardian. 

[color=ec008c]"[i]Well there goes the diplomatic option...[/i]"[/color] 
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[hider=In Summary]
With the beast dead, Graham follows suit with the others catching his breath and thinking about his new found companions. Eventually after falling asleep in the transport that their new friend stopped for them, he is awoken by one of his companions and finds himself at the MOV. His is curious at what High Command could have to say to little old them but is too tired to really give it any thought. After a few words he departs to use the shower to wash all the blood and mud off of him.

Meanwhile up in the mountains Roxelana is less than impressed with Selene, I'm a morbid depressing person deal. Eventually they find their way to the mouth of the cave where they meet the mysterious woman. Powered on by Subria's own defiance she readies herself but before anything can be done Selene charges forward. Somehow making Roxelana [i]even more[/i] unimpressed for the girl. And so Roxelana watches intently to see the mysterious woman's response to the attack.[/hider]