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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/30/2016 4:36:54 AM
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"Tatakai? Impossible. I - we - have been stranded on the surface of Mars for centuries. Such is the history of our people. You mean to tell me I'm on another planet?"
The man considers it for a moment, actually thinking that it could be possible. But then he shakes his head, signifying his thoughts on the matter.
"I care not of whatever dream this is. Your technology, those guns and that energy of yours - did the Iconoclast send you? I wish no further bloodshed, but if you do not give the boy back, [i]unharmed..."[/i]
His words trailed off into a deadly implication. The wild look of a cornered animal flared in the man's hazel eyes as he observed every conceivable part of Xavier and his equipment.
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[i]He looked at him for a second before chuckling.[/i] "Listen... I'm not with whoever those Icono-whatever guys are, just a simple guy like you. And I have nooooo idea what you are blabbering on about, but it seems interesting. What was that about a boy?" [i]His guns had nothing more special, he had already inspected them. But his pistol did seem to have a few modifications, and a few pipes sticking out of it. Plus, the blade had Arc charges on them.[/i]
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"You're not with the Iconoclast? Fine then. Suppose I believe you," the man stated, his voice beginning to falter with self-doubt and believe in Xavier more, "and you haven't seen the boy either. I am content with such. However, the one I am looking for may be behind those gates. If you have no hostile intentions, then you would have no quarrel with allowing me to pass, would you now?" The stranger's hands were still poised over his weapons, his mind never at rest as he stared at Xavier. But other than the steeled look of determination, his eyes yielded nothing. Not fear, anxiety or contentless - just determination. He would get through those gates and find Alister.
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Edited by Tamedfrog: 10/30/2016 5:16:54 AM"Oh, right. We have a small policy for newcomers of The Dojo..." [i]His hands suddenly shifted to the dark purple gun on his back, swiftly unholstering it. The gun's crystals glowed as he shook the gun a bit, seemingly loading it in some way.[/i] "...they have to fight and be tested. If you win, you gain entry. If you lose, you can come back later when you are more powerful." [spoiler]*Just wanting a battle with the oh-so-famous one*[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Lmao Phoenix or the guy behind him? Because you're only getting one... *wink wink* And I wouldn't call myself famous lmao. I just had my humble beginnings here a long time ago.[/spoiler] "I am in no position to agree with you, Xavier. I need to find that boy." Resigned, the man looks back up with a new fire in his eyes. Rekindled from that of his passion, but forged into something more deadly. He would do what he must do to find the boy. "But if it bloodshed you desire... Then I must sate your hunger." The man did not draw any weapons like Xavier. Instead he remained in his stance, apparently awaiting his opponent to make the first move. There was something lethal in the man's simplicity - only a sword and a revolver? Such basic equipment looked laughable in comparison to Xavier's armaments. But regardless of this, he stood stalwart and poised.
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[i]Xavier didn't underestimate everyone; even if they were just carrying a few simple guns. He put his right foot in front of his left, crouching down a bit. He then did a 5-round burst in a 30 degree angle, hopefully forcing him to duck.[/i]
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The man responded with something much more odd. Instead of dodging the bullets, he merely hid behind his coat and shielded his head behind its draping leather. The bullets that didn't ricochet off of his ceramic shoulder pieces became embedded in the coat's thick material. Almost immediately after, a flash of blue radiates from beneath the coat momentarily. The man then takes off his overcoat with a flourish and whips it a few feet in front of him - as if to block any more bullets that would come his way. "Nano-cellulose and Tribal leather. The former of which I had to raid from an Iconoclast compound, but worth every bit." He kept on looking at the coat, seeing if the bullets embedded from the crystal rifle would do anything else like explode.
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"Ohhhh... Interesting." [i]If he was absorbing those, good. He just needed enough crystals to get stuck on him so that it would create a supercombine effect. To his opponent, they were just crystals with the lethal force of bullets. But to Xavier, they were something much more.[/i] [i]Flicking the setting to full-auto, he started to unload on his opponent. It fired slowly at first, but it began to fire more and more faster as he held the trigger down. If they did combine together, it would create a implosion that would create a gravitational pull, lifting his opponent up and flailing him around like a puppet.[/i]
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In the man's hand was now a Chinese sword-breaker - it looked similar to a Japanese straight Ninjato, but its edge was blunt and riddled with catching teeth and its tip was diamond hard. Yet this weapon looked to be comprised of ash, of all things. Little did Xavier know, while he was bombarding the man with needles he created the blade beneath his impromptu cover. The man began strafing as Xavier fired, smashing his sword-breaker into the earth and causing its blade to split into six pieces like some kind of skeletal flower of ash. He picked up his coat and splayed it over his branching weapon, wincing as a needle embedded itself in his unarmored shoulder. He held the makeshift coat-shield outwards in one hand like an umbrella of cover whilst he pulled the needle out of his flesh and threw it to the ground. He began charging at Xavier with his coat-shield in front of him to catch all the needles - needles which would soon reach their supercombine... As they neared Xavier embedded in the man's impromptu catching shield.
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[i]Xavier continued to stand still, which seemed a bit stupid. But it was a diversion, which he would use by using one of his abilities, creating a remnant of himself behind and guarantee a dodge from any form of attack. He continued to stand there, a confident smirk on his face.[/i] [i]Suddenly, before the supercombine could complete, he quickly placed his weapon away and pulled out his Psionic Amp. He charged up his energy, then just stood there doing nothing.[/i]
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The man could not account for the diversion, but he knew something was wrong as soon as Xavier stopped moving. He couldn't take chances. So he strafed back and draped his needle-filled coat over his shoulder before quick-drawing his revolver and firing three .454 casull rounds into (what he thought was) Xavier from a decent distance. After that he smashed all the needles in his coat on the ground, shattering them, and put his overcoat back on. He ran his hand along the sword breaker and repaired its hardened point, returning it back to its regular, edgeless form. There was now ample space between him and the actual Xavier.
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[i]As the bullets went through his physical remnant, he suddenly appeared to the side of it, rolling. He released his energy in the form of [u]Soul Fire[/u], a purple beam of Psionics most likely knocking his opponent back a few dozen metres. He then quickly switched to his Mag Rifle, firing a few pot shots before rolling into shadow and becoming one with it as well.[/i] [i]Xavier then started to move around, finding ways to flank his opponent. He had his pistol out, which was currently set to 'cryogenic'.[/i]
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The man was knocked back by the Soul Fire beam but managed to anchor himself to the ground as he was blown two meters back, stabbing the dense sword-breaker into the earth as his hat sailed backwards from the force of the psionic energy. The potshots were swiftly avoided by twisting and allowing them to hit his ceramic guards, but not before leaving a few good bruises due to their velocity. After the blast he gets up and looks around for Xavier. Not knowing that he's in his shadow, he produces a few cylindrical objects from beneath his coat and throw them all around him, creating a perimeter of about 6 objects in total around him and Xavier. He reloads his revolver before fanning the hammer and masterfully hitting each object laying on the ground with a .45 colt. Electromagnetic pulses are released from the EMP grenades destroyed by his bullets, disabling any electronics Xavier might have as he was caught in the radius. He quickly reloads different rounds in the gun and holsters it. The man's attention to detail and quick reaction time to anything proposed to him is what made him noteworthy. Something told Xavier that he wasn't a simple warrior who would ramp up his power until he beat his opponent by sheer strength. No. This was an observer and a thinker. He came prepared. And he would not allow Xavier to do the same trick twice.
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[i]Observer and Thinker, huh? Well, he won't be observing and thinking after this.[/i] [i]Since his Mag Rifle and Arc Sword were out of the count for now, he went to his Psionic Amp, and started charging it up. He then suddenly jumped out of the shadows and released the energy, the Purple tendrils of the energy forcing their way into his opponent's mind. They attempted to [u]Terrorise[/u] him, haunting him with his own fears.[/i] [spoiler]This requires your permission for me to play with his mind.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Go wild man[/spoiler] Just as Xavier emerged and released the energy, he fired three .410 shotgun shells from his revolver at his position before the psionic energy began effecting him. Something was wrong. He could feel it. [i]Believe in monsters, not the fantasies of men. Believe in monsters...[/i] The mantra his mentor gave him grounded him to reality for a short while before Xavier's Terrorise ability took hold.
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[spoiler]Soooo... What does he exactly fear?[/spoiler] [i]In his subconsciousness, he finds himself standing in a dark void, looking at a flower seemingly placed in thin air. It stood at his feet, ready to be picked.[/i]
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[spoiler]The boy he's trying to find dead.[/spoiler] Looking around confused at first, Lucien realizes there is no one there. No stranger to dreams, he picks up the flower and awaits for the vision to progress.
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[i]When he looked back up, a figure was seen standing a kilometre or so away from him. Whoever it was stood there, staring at you.[/i]
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The man immediately took a combat stance, legs spaced apart in a fencer's gait and arms poised above his waist like a gunslinger ready to draw. "Who's there?" he asks.
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[i]The figure continues to just stand there, staring at you. When Lucien looked closer at him, it seemed like someone familiar...[/i]
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"Alister?" The man releases his tenseness for one second before regaining his composure. No. He had to remember who he was - who he was... Who Alister was...
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[i]Alister then began to walk away, slowly going away from him.[/i]
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The man looked around before sprinting after Alister, always looking around for any other threats. "Alister! Look at me. What did they do to you? What did the Icos do to you?"
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[i]He continued to walk away, and somehow, Lucien was moving slower than Alister.[/i]
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Lucien knew there was something wrong. It felt as if Alister was slipping away, ignoring him like some kind of corpse. [i]No... No![/i] "Damn it! Alister! ALISTER!" All Lucien could do was watch as the boy walked away.
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[i]Then the boy faded into the darkness. There was no point in chasing him anymore.[/i]
