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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/10/2016 11:41:07 PM
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[b]The Bar.[/b]
A man chuckled at the sight of the bartender being killed, though he found it sloppy and unclean. His light hair clung to his head in low large spirals, his thick rimmed glasses held his black eyes and his slim figure basically made him look somewhat normal. Fixing his blouse by buttoning to the side the slim man got up. The rest of his style was revealed, he wore band patterned trousers and dress shoes. An almost somewhat normal person. He approached the Asari, smirking.
"Impressive, the way you killed that bartender was...satisfying to say the least."
He said with a surprisingly handsome voice, though something was off with the man. He gave off a chilling presence....as if someone turned down the A/C to the lowest setting.
English
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[i]She shuttered due to the cold for a moment, but soon regained her composure and sat in her normal, seductive pose on her couch.[/i] "Didn't feel like toying with him and I didn't what to waste the bullets."
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"True, no need to waste ammunition on someone not deserving of it. However...I use a different way of disposing of mere annoyances." As the man said the word 'Annoyances' a white arm reached out and merely tapped the glass which held the Asari's liquor. Right before her eyes the alcoholic drink slowly froze until it became a full solid, then it reverted back to it's liquid state. The arm disappeared. "Ice is an interesting concept is it not? The lack of heat...forcing liquids to become solids. There are so many possibilities with such an ability. You could freeze someone's bloodstream...stab an icicle through a carotid...crush someone's head with a large, heavy chunk of ice. Now please do not take this as a mere threat, I am not someone who goes that low. In fact I dare say I hold some respect for one such as yourself."
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"Well, you'd have to be one of the only people I know that respects me for any reason beyond fear."
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"Fear is a useless human emotion. It prevents those from taking threats head on." Ghiaccio said, crossing his arms. "My name is Ghiaccio."
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"Lycoris."
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"Well, Miss Lycoris. I might as well explain what I just did to your liquor in your hand." Ghiaccio said, a snowy white figure forming to his right. It was Ghiaccio's psychological manifestion, White Album. Currently it did not have its skates and instead looked down at the Asari. "I used my stand, a psychological and emotional 'guardian' of sorts to freeze your liquor. It is what my stand does. It will not attack you, merely because I am it and it is me."
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"Got it."
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"Now then, it would only be fair if you explained how you killed that bartender as well? What was it people called..telekinesis I believe? I met someone who used that once, total fücking ass. Ruined my fun should I said, got glass shards in my back."
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"Nope. They're called biotics. Us Asari have the most natural talent with them, but humans and a couple other species can develop them. They range from blasting people and objects with extreme force to suspending people in the air, helpless, so you can blow their heads off. There are also biotic barriers. They form a barrier to protect from damage. Difference is, unlike other biotics, they're innate and don't require any power to maintain. They [i]can[/i] be amplified of course, but that saps energy. As for how powerful they are and how long we can maintain them, that depends on the our natural ability and our amps. I have an amp specifically designed for me. It increases my power tenfold. And I could rival most people that have an amp without my own."
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"Sounds...interesting to say the least. How I obtained my Stand is nothing interesting. I just got hit with the Arrow. The Arrow is...well I can't really explain it but a person made multiple of them, six I think from a mere meteorite. It carried a virus which was intent on killing Humans...however eventually by the power of evolution Humans adapted to this 'virus'. It granted us a great boon, Stands." Ghiaccio explained, now stretching his arms as his Stand disappeared.
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"Ah. I see."
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"Not a pretty story to be honest.."
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"What gave that away?"
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"Well, getting hit with The Arrow hurts like a bitch...and some don't survive it unless they have outside help. But I digress, I don't just walk around begging for attention." Ghiaccio said, now his Stand appeared again and floating towards the bar counter. Then it went behind it, looking around for something. The Stand then returned to hand a bottle of white wine to Ghiaccio and disappeared.
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"Smart."
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Ghiaccio opened the bottle of white wine and took a sip of it. "This was an okay talk."
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"Could've been worse."
