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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/10/2016 4:49:49 AM
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[i]"I don't know about the other three. There was one that was the strongest... Called himself the Serpent of the Garden. Never had a physical form. Got the message from radio waves... Long process."[/i]
[b]Damien remarks, handing Vanille a small book and colored pencils, motioning for her to keep herself busy. She was smart enough to figure out what he wanted and quickly found a small stool, getting to work on the first blank piece of paper.[/b]
[i]"What I do know, is that The Malformation is now with Creed. Amaterasu is with Belle. Anthony is in sixteen different dimensions, including the pocket dimension in Lana's brain. And Legion has a chunk of Borealis still inside him."[/i]
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"Wonderful, so Creed has something like that inside of him.." [i] Lance says with a sigh, massaging his temples. This was giving him a headache.[/i]
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[i]"Malform is a pain, but he's got a weakness. Amaterasu had the ridiculous ability to negate other vessels... Unfortunately, Salem now has Belle and therefore has the Big A."[/i] [b]Damien shrugged like there was little that could be done. He wouldn't tell Lance about his plan quite yet. Besides, he didn't need Lance worrying. If anything, a fight between him and Belle would most likely be catastrophic. Damien had no way of knowing what emotions each would bring into a fight.[/b] [i]"Luckily, I have an ace... A dead ace."[/i]
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"Plan on letting me know what Malform's weakness is? That's good Intel that I wouldn't mind having." [i] Lance says with a chuckle.[/i] "But a dead ace?"
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[i]"Malform has a short temper. Anger. And yes... A dead ace. I believe my brother had a vessel... One he died with. I need to find this vessel. I have a feeling it will be... Quite useful."[/i] [b]Damien gave Lance a slight grin, one that showed he was still half asleep. For a tired man, he could still spew a lot of science bullshit...[/b] [i]"Anyways... That leaves me to my final point. What about the girl? The camp is not a good place to raise a girl... Not at her age. And no offense, but tall, dark, and armed doesn't scream good... Guidance material. I'd offer to do it, but I'm sorta one of those 'cool dads' if you catch my drift..."[/i]
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Edited by Will: 11/10/2016 5:16:20 AM"Yeah..I'm aware." [i] Lance said thoughtfully, tapping his fingers on his opposite gauntlet.[/i] "I've got a sister on Earth, Lilah. I'm sure she wouldn't mind, and she's more than capable of defending her and herself." [i] When talking about Lilah.. "capable" was an understatement. [/i] "Trinity Blade, the girl who taught me my three swords style. She owes me a handful of favors, and she's kind of a badass. I'm The Godfather to her son." [i] Lance left the part out where they'd met because Lance tried to kill her.[/i]
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[i]"Hold up. I meant someone who didn't have like two quintillion kills under their belt. Like, a parental figure. You know. Someone not a fūcking army in one."[/i] [b]Damien gave Lance an incredulous look. Damien knew he wouldn't make the best guardian, but he still wanted Vanille to not become a killer. Once he had Belle returned to normal, he could have the mess sorted out.[/b] [i]"And I need a way to keep tabs. All of us do. If anything I have said is actually not bullshit, I need to know."[/i]
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"No..you're right. Strike Trinity from that list." [i] Lance said with a sheepish look. It wasn't that he wanted Vanille to become a killer, it was just that the list of people he trusted was small..really small.[/i] "My sister is still a good choice, I can count the amount of people she's killed one hand, all in self-defense. She doesn't have kids of her own but she's a great person." [i] If Lilah was anything like her brother, she would be an interesting one..but surely good hearted at her core.[/i]
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[i]"If you say so... If that doesn't work, I'll get Lucien... He's probably around. He's good with kids."[/i] [b]It was true. Lucien had mostly raised Nikki during Damien's darker days. She had turned out mostly alright, besides her rebellious nature. She only followed in her father's footsteps because she had been mostly doing good for the outer rim colonies...[/b] [i]"But keep me in touch. She seems like a sweetheart. Might wanna keep this one around..."[/i] [b]Damien remarked, throwing Vanille a distant glance, who had been drawing something far to elaborate for someone of her age.[/b]
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"I'll do you one better." [i] Lance flips a black coin to Damien, no bigger than a half dollar. It had symbols on both sides; one was a traditional Japanese pagoda, on the flip side was a yin-yang symbol over crossed swords..identical to the one on his breastplate.[/i] "It's a locator coin, an idea I came up with after seeing Annibelle's bells she had. After toying with Meta-physics, dimensional travel and a lot of other stuff, I came up with a way to teleport to someone who has another coin." [i]Lance says. As he explains it, Damien could see that Lance was a lot smarter in areas that didn't just involve a blade. Not quite Damien level..but he was knowledgeable.[/i] "It also works in reverse, kinda like a "ring bell for assistance" type system. Lilah has one, you can use it like an inter-dimensional communication system. Just stand near any patch of darkness and you've got an inter-dimensional FaceTime."
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[i]"Sounds like a dangerous way to give me an excuse to do experiments on your sister."[/i] [b]He joked, looking the coin over before flashing Vanille another stare.[/b] [i]"Lance... What's gonna happen if you meet Belle in combat...? She won't win..."[/i] [b]Damien knew Lance. He knew the outcome. He hadn't told Lance his plan yet because he was certain what would happen if he came to help with the assault.[/b]
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[i] Lance was silent for a moment, before looking at Damien.[/i] "First, I'm going to kill Creed, Salem, Mourne, and anyone else who had a hand in taking her." [i] He pauses again, his steel blue eyes looking to the sky as he said his next words quietly.[/i] "Then I'll do what needs to be done. From what Reaver told me, she's a weapon to Salem. If it gets to that point.." [i] Lance trailed off. The unnerving thing was..Damien saw Lance meant it. Even though if it meant ripping him psychologically and emotionally to shreds, he'd fight Belle..and win, if it was for the greater good. Then again..he was a great actor. [/i]
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[i]"Heh... Okay, May... I'm sure that trio would love to meet you."[/i] [b]Damien remarked cynically, giving Lance a very solemn stare.[/b] [i]"But I think you ought to know that not all things end happily. But, Belle is a different case. I owe her, and unfortunately, I can't remove my debt unless she is alive. I'll tell you this, May... I have a blurred line, one where I can barely tell the good guys from the bad... You ought to let me handle Belle and Salem..."[/i] [b]Vanille had long since stopped doodling and was staring intently at the duo, Damien throwing her a metal smile.[/b] [i]"Is my mom going to be okay?"[/i] [b]Damien thought for a moment before shaking his head.[/b] [i]"Nope. Never. You'd be wise to remember that. But, that's a good thing. Okay people suck... I think she's gonna be more than just okay."[/i] [b]Vanille nodded somberly, as if trying to convince herself that Damien was right.[/b] [i]"Besides, Lance, I think you owe it to Vanille."[/i] [b]Lance didn't really owe Vanille anything... But Damien wanted Vanille to feel a little more secure between the two.[/b]
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[i] Lance smiled at Vanille, nodding at Damien.[/i] "Belle and Salem are yours. But Mourne..Mourne's mine." [i] It was clear Lance was still angry about Mourne and what he'd done to Belle.[/i] "Pretty sure Ian has a vendetta out for Creed too.. that kid's got spunk if I've ever seen it." [i] Lance said with a chuckle. Ian had heart, and that was the most important thing in a person to Lance, but Ian might just be a bit out of his league, unless he had something Lance didn't know about. Which was more than likely. [/i] "I don't wanna see that kid die." [i] Lance said plainly. Something that would've normally been somber was bland coming from Lance.[/i]
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[i]"I'm sure... But I guess that means I have to tell you now. We are planning an attack on Salem's nuclear complex... Old Russia site. Don't know what's on the other side of the gateways... But there's been inter-dimensional activity for awhile now... Ian suggested you come."[/i] [b]There was a pause, a moment of silence from Damien, who ran his long tongue across his lower jaw, the strange muscle flexing slightly before bending back into his mouth.[/b]
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"He did?" [i] Lance asked, almost surprised. [/i] "If you don't mind, I'd like to. You could at least have someone with some above average competence watching your back." [i] Lance said with a grin.[/i]
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[i]"You are just a nice addition, May. I have family watching my back. We may not be perfect, but Omicron and Ian are family. They are more than competent."[/i] [b]Damien mused, sounding much older than he was. Sometimes, he was like the old version Lance had met long ago... The one with white hair and black tattoos... But Damien had aged quicker than most. His innocence had long been lost to his horrid childhood of slavery and abuse. He had to mature quickly to survive, and even now he still acted like he was a kid with a smartass attitude. But there was something Damien hated... And that was the undermining of his allies, intentional or not. He knew how family didn't always mean blood. Hell, his own twin brother no longer shared the same DNA... Not since the accident... But Ian, Jazz, Gideon... All of them were more than just guns and swords...[/b] [i]"And if you come, you are staying away from the front lines. Salem would love a chance to turn you against us."[/i]
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"I wasn't ragging on them Lordan, you know that." [i] Lance says with a shrug, and raises an eyebrow for a moment.[/i] "I'll stay away from the front lines if you tell me what you mean by Salem turning me against you," [i] Lance said, crossing his arms. He wasn't fond of the thought of being controlled and he knew he had to ask otherwise Damien probably would withhold the information.[/i]
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[i]"Salem can make you see things. Things that aren't there... Sometimes, e makes you see an enemy in a friend."[/i] [b]Damien explains, knowing the outcome of a battle with Salem. You never walked away from Darius without some kind of scar, mental or physical.[/b]
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"Ok, so riddle me this. What makes you a better match against him than me? From what I heard, he got you with something like that and you still don't know if you've woken up. Having you turned against us is just as bad, if not worse than me." [i] Lance says bluntly, it wasn't insulting, but he wanted a genuine answer. Just a simple "He'll beat you" wasn't good enough for Lance.[/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 11/11/2016 8:31:34 PM[i]"That's the thing... I have a five minute period when I break my sensor. The swelling in my brain stops all forms of mind control or warping. I die, but it means five minutes to sink my teeth in. If that doesn't work, I'm installing a self auto heart stopper, and resuscitator, and my consciousness will be uploaded into my spinal cord. If I die, I can be remade... But... I'm sure it'll be fine as long as Creed doesn't get my body. I can't defend against Midnight Rain... But you can. You have a form of anti-material. Shadow shit. Don't think the compound will be able to absorb it."[/i] [b]Damien had figured something as dark and inhaling as Midnight Rain would be a good counter. After all, chaos armor seemed to be strong... It was worth a shot.[/b]
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[i] Lance nodded thoughtfully, holding up a hand, where wispy darkness floated and danced across his palm.[/i] "If he can't absorb it, than I've got a couple of tricks that should leave him a pile of ash." [i] Lance said quietly.[/i] "What kind of seals does he have? Because I know he does."
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[i]"I don't personal know. Besides a healing factor, I've only seen stuff with Midnight Rain..."[/i] [b]Creed had hid his powers long ago. The man was clever and perceptive, usually the only one a step ahead of Damien.[/b] [i]"But there is one thing... Creed has an Adaption Protocol. He changes based on what you do and who you are. And the same thing doesn't work on him twice... At least, he finds a counter for it."[/i]
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[i] Lance pondered on that for a moment. He asked because he knew Ian had a copycat seal, being able to use his opponents unique abilities while it was active. There was also his metal seals..he and Ian had spent a good time learning each other's abilities in their spare time, learning how to compliment each other's styles. [/i] "So he imitates who he's fighting. I'd love to see him keep up." [i] Lance said with a smirk. Maybe Creed could, but Lance could get up to a ridiculous speed..[/i] "What exactly is Midnight Rain? How does it factor as a weapon?"
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[i]"Midnight Rain is Creed's personal chemical weapon. It absorbs all matter and DNA replicating it at a massive scale. It copies the abilities... Which means dangerous things happen. It also causes horrid mutation... It's just bad stuff."[/i] [b]Vanille who was still listening piped in, giving Damien a worried glance.[/b] [i]"Is it black... And smell like something burning?"[/i] [i]"Yeah... Just like that... You know it, Missy?"[/i] [b]She nodded, not saying more.[/b]
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"Can you make a weapon out of Midnight Rain? Or imbue one with it?" [i] Lance says, obviously getting at something but whatever it was, it wasn't quite evident. That was Lance for sure..always wondering about something and trying to gather information on it.[/i]
