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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
10/3/2015 3:42:23 PM
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The short, stocky titan leaned against the railing of the Tower, staring out at the Traveler, his orange gaze falling slowly to the city. The last of his tears fell, trickling down his cheeks and falling into his palms. The Awoken took in a shaky breath, his fists gripping tightly onto the railing, his teeth grinding together, and he let out a frustrated grumble, turning his back to the Traveler and staring at the guardians bustling by to the Vaults, or to the Vanguard, or the Cryptarch.
Two weeks ago, his father left with a small group of his closest friends, people he trained with since becoming a guardian, to defeat Oryx. However, not only had the fireteam failed to defeat the king, only two of them made it out alive. His father was not one of them.
He sought vengeance, not just for one of the people closest to him, but for his fallen brothers and sisters. However, doing so alone would be asking for suicide.
The pale, blue skinned male ran a hand anxiously through his curly locks, biting his lip. He needed a fireteam, but not just any group of ragtag guardians, he needed a skilled group. He considered maybe even training a few guardians himself to prepare for this battle, but how well would that play out?
He paced a bit before making a decision, disappearing from the Tower. Later, neatly hung up on each of the Vaults, read a sign-up sheet. [b]Guardian Training: First Come, First Serve. Directed by Jarah Fakhoury.[/b]
(( Open! ))
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Jarah seemed displeased with Garuud's intentions, however brushed his personal beliefs aside. After all, the fellow titan still was a good man, merely different motives. Yes, that's how he would look at it as. He hadn't planned to actually pay Garuud for his services, but now knowing this, he planned ahead and sincerely hoped he wouldn't be asking for anything outrageous. The leader forced himself up, and swallowed back all of his pains that cried out with every muscle that moved in the slightest. He acted pretty natural, except for his shaky hands that he kept gripped at his hips. "And Warren? Did he come back as well?"
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" He is on his way actually!" Then Garuud looks over at Eclipse. "Is that Red death? Ah, so that's your back story huh?" Garuud looks back at Jarrah " So, whats the plan here? I am excited to get this going. I am in dire need of steam cleaning hahaha"
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"Plan? Well, we have to get into the deepest pits of the Hellmouth. The Vanguard mentioned something powerful is stirring there, waiting to be fully awoken and released. So we move on once Warren gets here, asn take him out." Jarah explained, glancing down at the ghost cupped in his hand. He gently tapped him. "C'mon, little buddy," he murmured, the ghost shaking and returning to life. "And... Don't freak out, what I'm about to do. Just revive me, alright?" The Awoken took in a small breath, and placed the gun to his head, killing himself. Of course, his ghost hovered around, beginning to revive its guardian. "To explain. He was badly injured. He wants to be in upmost condition against this boss man."
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"Well talk about a head opening experience! You okay lil bro?" Garuud said to Jarrah once he was revived. " By the way have you ever fought a taken guardian?"
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Jarah took in a deep, cleansing breath, grinning and exclaiming, "Better than ever!" He seemed jubilant now, to be brought alive once again. "And no, I can't say I have... Why do you ask?"
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" I have, they are not fun. Seeing all of the Taken here reminded me of it and I surely hope that we do not face one again." Garuud said "They can really piss on your parade"
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"I imagine," Jarah agreed, still playing with Quince in his hands cheerily. "Hopefully we won't come along any of them!"
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"Yeah, lets hope we don'.... they smell really really bad." Garuud said then his head snapped to the side as he heard a sound. " Did you hear that? It sounded like a claw scraping across a rock" *Garuud pulled the Fabian strategy from his back and got into a ready stance*
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"No, I didn't, good catch," Jarah replied sternly, as his ghost rose and seemed to disappear, though ready to be there for its guardian in a heartbeat. He aimed his auto rifle suspiciously, slowly moving in closer... "I wonder what it could be," he murmured to himself.
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Just then a hoard of thralls swarmed out screeching and attacking
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Jarah backed up in surprise, before jumping up, hovering in the air for a moment to switch back to his beloved shotgun. He landed, and punched the one closest to him, sending the thrall floating off as its body disintegrated. He shot another one cleanly in the chest, smirking.
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*Garuud joined in the melee punching one into dust, it exploded and created a sunspot in front of the hoard. " burn baby burn " he yelled
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"You just speak in song lyrics, don't you," Jarah chuckled out, punching another one, stunning it as he punched once more. More thrall, and some cursed thrall crawled out, springing at the guardians.
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"They fit my mood! hahaa!" *Garuud throws a thermite grenade into the hoard "Thrall bowling!" He yelled before he started laughing. Thralls and body parts flew in every which direction. But more and more showed up.... then a familiar but unwelcome sound resounded throughout the area. "Oh, looks we have more guests...Taken"
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"Payment, fun,loot. You name it, I want it. Don't misunderstand. It's not as though someone can buy my loyalty from you. Once I take a contract, I fulfill it." Garuud said with a wry smile. " Gotta pay for my food and motor oil! Huzzah!"
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(sorry computer glitched, said it didn't create the message)
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[b]Warren finished taking Korvic to the Vanguard, even though he hated them, it was his best option. He transmatted as soon as he could, and was on his way.[/b]
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"I hope Warren gets here soon! We need some space magic!" Garuud yelled as he grabbed a thrall and broke it in half over his knee
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Edited by Holy FirePriest: 10/7/2015 1:30:35 PMEclipse looked at garuud, "Yeah its my story red death is the reason the vanguard hate my guts".
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"That's fun." [b]Warren was only a coupe feet away, listening.[/b]
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"Hey Warren good timing!" Garuud yelled as he crushed a thrall with a punch. "The Taken are coming, The Taken are coming!' Garuud yelled while firing his Fabian strategy at the black orbs. Whatever is in that building they do not want us near it.
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Edited by SC Rimis: 10/7/2015 8:08:22 PM[b]Warren nods and rapidly fires his Hawkmoon.[/b] "Piece of Cake."
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That is when a fallen champion in the shape of a captain showed up. It moved much faster than normal even to the point of it twitching much faster than normal. "Whoa whoa whoa! Who invited sir twitch a lot!?" Garuud yelled as he was firing at the Champion, it easily dodged all of the bullets.
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[b]Warren flanked from the side, throwing a grenade to cover himself, he got behind the champ and poured Fusion Rifle shots into it's face.[/b]
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The captain took only a few shots before teleporting away and blasting Warren with a darkness blast. Garuud rushed up and shotgunned it from behind several times before it teleported behind him and slammed.
