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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
10/7/2015 12:18:32 AM
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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"
