Zarkun

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime

@FrankenDaughter

Even as Akagalcia's cheerful thoughts reached him, Rave had no time to respond, as he rolled away from another heavy strike from the guy with the great sword before drawing his C-150 and firing three .50 caliber rounds into him. His shield stopped them again, six inches from his body and the Spectre grit his teeth as he deflected another slash into the ground with his katana, rolling away for more space. He didn't have any idea how many hits this shield could take and, if his hunch was correct, he didn't have time, since that runner was probably sent to get help. There was one way he could think of to short it out for sure, but it would be real cold, real fast. "Hope you don't mind a little cold." Within moments of informing Akagalcia what was going on, the area began to grow colder.

The thugs grew confused by the sudden drop in temperature as their breath became more visible with every passing second and a thug with a hunting knife thought himself clever as he called, "He's an ice mage! He's gotta stay focused to cast!" This prompted the remaining two, not counting the shouter, with knives to rush forwards and attack at the same time. The counter was almost imperceptible to anyone unfamiliar with swordsmanship. The katana blade blocked the knife on the right before ramming a fist into his chin, sending him up four feet and back six. The second blade missed it's mark and it's wielder's wrist was caught and broken in one smooth motion, and all this happened as the temperature continued to drop and ice and snow began to appear.

"I'm much more than a mage, and far more deadly. Enjoy the cold embrace of death." Even as the words left Rave's mouth, the three unshielded men found themselves overcome with cold and ice and became statues. Meanwhile, the fourth's shield finally gave out, circuits freezing and overloading. When the energy shimmer faded away, the cold began to warm back up and Rave stood with his katana at the ready, along with a series of ice knives floating around him, tips down. "You still think you can win?"

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime

@FrankenDaughter

The paralysis continued for another thirty seconds, then the large man with the sword recovered and brought it to bear. "You bastards! Get 'em!" The man's shout seemed to rouse his companions from their stupor and had them all charging the pair. Rave could only grin behind his helmet; the game was on. The first one to reach the Spectre was carrying a balisong knife and he thrust at the psion's chest. Rave sidestepped the stab and backflipped away from the greatsword as it came down towards him from the left, and then he was in the fight again, snapping the balisong user's arm and ramming his own knife up through his jaw and into his brain while it was still in his hand.

Kicking the twitching body away, he spun underneath another swing from the man with the sword and summon a trio of knife shaped icicles, with razor sharp tips, and sent them careening towards him, only for them to stop a good six inches from his skin. This brings a sadistic grin to the man's face. "Got this yesterday after getting off work. Seems like it was a good investment." And then he lunged forwards, making a sweeping horizontal slash as one of his buddies, holding a kukri knife of his own, rushing the Spectre from the side.

The exchange was short before Rave used a psionically boosted kick to send the man sailing into a nearby wall, his head hitting it with a sickening crunch. The swordsman had grabbed another one of the group and said something to him before practically tossing him towards an alley that likely lead to the streets. He can wait, gotta deal with these. Standing, the psion sheathed the two sabertooth knives and reached over his shoulder, drawing the katana he'd carried with him throughout the Second Great War and holding it two handed in front of him as he faced off with the man carrying the giant sword.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

So, two things:

1. Has everyone I was waiting on to reply reply?

2. Someone needed a person to interact with; who was it? I have my character Jane Addeson free who's at the Phoenix Wing guild hall right now.

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime

@FrankenDaughter

Rave didn't respond, but it was clear he was there with her, his presence noticeable to her. When the seven caught up, Akagalcia would be glad to see that their opponent's for the night were lacking the presence of the copper-hair she mentioned, but that almost all of them were carrying a knife of their own, easily concealed by their jackets. The one carrying something was carrying a crudely made great sword, but all carried a leering grin as they walked into the clearing. The one in front noted her kukri and motioned they all stay out of reach, even as the faintest shift of a shimmering figure behind them took up a position behind the large sword bearer. "Ah, look at this; poor girl must have still been too sober to trick into her armored friend's bed. Pity, you're so pretty, not to mention rare. What do you think boys, should we offer her our tender services for the time?" This was met with several excited whoops and hell yeahs as they formed a semi-circle in front of Akagalcia, the leader in the middle.

Rave's face became strained with fury as the memory he'd skimmed off the leader's mind suddenly made sense. That girl had been his victim, not his willing partner. As he sheathed the punch knives and drew his sabertooth knives in their place, he moved towards the leader as he spoke. "I think I'll let Ralph here take first turn with you, since the ladies are usually intimi-Hup!" His speech is cut off as the edge of an invisible knife slit his gut open. It's bearer came back into the visible spectrum in a lattice work of blue energy as he spun around the man and grabbed his head, snapping his neck for good measure. When the Spectre spoke, his voice was heavily filtered and full of a cold rage, giving him quite the terrifying sound.

"Well then ladies, I hope you made peace with your god." There was no immediate response as the remaining six men stared at the armor clad psion in astonishment. They simply couldn't figure out where he'd come from.

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime

@FrankenDaughter

Rave grinned as he reached down and unhooked his helmet from his waist, placing the credits on the table shortly after the check arrived for their drinks. "They made the mistake of being obvious, so the flow of the upcoming fight is already out of their hands. We'll head out the front, pretend we don't notice them. I'll disappear from sight after we're around a corner. From there, I say we play a game of cat and mouse with them just so this isn't over too quickly." Placing his helmet on his head, the Spectre stands and heads for the door, watching Akagalcia in case she really had drunk too much to walk and maintain her balance.

However, true to his word, as soon as the pair of them were out the door and around the corner from it, the psion was engulfed in a blue lattice work of energy after his visor lowered into place briefly before he vanished from physical sight. His thoughts, however, echoed in Akagalcia's mind as he drew a pair of his punch knives and moved to the corner of a nearby alley way, a thin line of ice guiding her to follow since the shimmer of his cloak was difficult to see even for those experienced in seeing it. "Just follow the ice, and we'll be close. If we get separated, keep your thoughts open so I can find you. Easy enough?"

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime

@FrankenDaughter

Rave frowns at the mention of the doors and raises an eyebrow inquisitively when she mentions opening the doors making her tired. "You do realize they have motion sensors, right? Or a button next to them you push? If it's making you tired, then you're doing something wrong." Calling for the reciept, the Spectre pays for their food and then orders another whiskey as he finishes the first one, the alcohol far from effecting him just yet. If he was honest, this stuff was weaker than he was used to, otherwise he would already be feeling it.

While waiting, he notices a group of thuggish teens over in a corner, watching him and Akagalcia closely as they whispered among themselves, but he gave no indication that he had noticed. "And so the opportunity presents itself. Don't look now, but we're being observed."

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime

@FrankenDaughter

Rave's silence seems to be more potent than the previous ones, even though he's not reaching out with his mind to pry at the unprotected ones around him. He takes another sip of his whiskey and resumes spinning it. When he does reply, it's not with words, but with a memory, from a time before Valerian Mengsk sat on the throne on Korhal. He was teaching a pair of new Spectres, helping them come to terms with their boosted psionic powers through physical combat. The result was a broken arm for the young man with strawberry blonde air and the audio for the memory begins partially through the conversation.

"-ot the first time this arm's been broken, teacher. I'm sure it probably won't be the last in a rebellion against that ass hole Mengsk. Besides, breaking the bone only makes it stronger, right?" Rave, as the memory is given a bird's eye view, shakes his head as he helps the young man to the medical bay aboard the Hyperion, taking care to avoid aggravating the injury.

"I'm sure that's what you've heard and been told. It's not what those who break bones constantly will agree with. We'll see how your arm is in a couple of months." A sort of fast forward seems to happen after that short bit and the same young man is in the middle of a sparring match when he winces in pain from a glancing blow from his partner, a short young brunette girl. Rave grimaces and calls for a halt as he approaches. "It's cracked, isn't it?"

Looking defeated, the red-headed boy nods. "It's been over a year since the break healed. Why does it keep cracking?" The answer was self explanatory as the memory left Akagalcia's mind. When she met Rave's gaze, he was as stoic as before.

"Don't let old idioms and turns of phrase fool you, Akagalcia. You WILL mend, but I'm willing to bet your skill with your abilities will never be the same again. So, with that said, I'm still interested in checking out this other place if you don't mind."

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Rave "The Shadow" Mallard

Frixion Prime

@FrankenDaughter

Rave didn't like the way she basically said that she was going to owe him no matter his feelings on the matter and that she was going to pay him back anyways, but dropped it. It was, however, odd in his mind that she wasn't interested in reclaiming something that was so much a part of her that having lost the ability to use it fully hurt her. "So what you're saying is that you don't want to reclaim a part of yourself? That's...strange..." Silence reigned once more as he finished his second plate and leaned back with his whiskey, rolling the liquid in the clear cup thoughtfully.

No desire to reclaim who she was...no, that couldn't be right. She thought this was some kind of lesson, but if that was the case, then the teacher needed to go back to school and relearn their skills. "Tell me why you think this is a lesson."

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Lunarlors34 Sup buddy! Yeah, and your style changes over time. I think if I were to consider using those characters again, I'd definitely need to completely rehaul them to fit my new 'vision' for them. I'd actually planned to do that to them in preparation for that time skip that was mentioned a while back, if that ever happened.

@Leslie Hall

There was a two month time skip after the end of the Games.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Zarkun Aw thanks. I think Rosalina was my edgiest character but she was still my fave. We as writers really do put a little bit of ourselves into each character we write, so looking back on them is making me feel all nostalgic and stuff.

In a few months once things settle down, I should really consider getting back into roleplaying.

@Leslie Hall

Would be good to see ya come back. You're really a great writer.