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Post by DMis on Aug 14, 2015 19:37:58 GMT -5
Beth was torn- go try to get Patrick back or go aid Jack. She started singing along to the new Panic song echoing through the air. Her voice came off as haunting and sorrowful from the song.
Todd flew off towards Jack. He saw Jack as a potential ally and Ray as a pest.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 14, 2015 21:11:38 GMT -5
From atop their respective buildings, Cat and Mickey danced to the music and observed the battle below, enjoying it much more than they probably should've. Clad in the shadows that surrounded him, Mickey started them off...
"If I retreat
Words, wars, and symphonies
Make room, we're taking over here"
Cat picked up where he left off, Pandemonium energy swirling around her as she twirled like a fire dancer.
"And you're the galantine
Cold and alone, it suits you well
Won't find me perching here again"
The two mirrored each other's dance, right down to the way the black shadows and orange energy ebbed.
"May your feet serve you well
And the rest be sent to Hell
Where they always have belonged
Cold hearts brew colder songs"
"Fate will play us out
With a song of pure romance
Stomp your feet and clap your hands"
With help from the orchestra of monsters, Cat and Mickey stomped and clapped to the beat before boldly proclaiming in unison...
"Let's kill tonight!
Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type!
Let's kill tonight!
Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type!
Let's kill tonight!"
And if their song came true, neither would be all that surprised. Those guys were going all out.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 14, 2015 21:34:24 GMT -5
Jack was the first to sit up, taking a moment to readjust his back and his trilby before springing back onto his feet, almost as if nothing had happened. He didn't speak. He simply raised his hand and ignited flames above his palm.
"Rgh..." Ray forced himself up a bit, finding it much more difficult to mask his achiness. "Well, the prick's no pushover, I'll give him that."
Much pain... Patrick whimpered. Patrick make healing spell now?
"I'll be fine." He worked his way up onto his hands and knees, facing away from his opponent. "Van, I'm game. Know any way to get this guy out of Evan?"
I'd probably have a better idea if I knew just what Jack was, Van replied. Or, you know, if you two would STOP ATTACKING EACH OTHER!
"GYAH...!" Before he could come up with a retort, Ray screamed as a fireball collided with his back, igniting his skin in searing, burning agony. When the flames dissipated, they had eaten away at the back of Ray's shirt and much of his skin, leaving behind painful-looking, red, blistered second degree burns.
As Ray continued to utter guttural noises of pain, Jack slowly, menacingly approached him. Fire surrounded his hand. His face was shadowed by the brim of his hat, save for the cold, vacant glow of his silver eyes. Nowhere in his expression was there the slightest hint of mercy.
Show them all you're not the ordinary type? Oh, he planned to.
"I do not forgive. I do not forget.
I do not hold back."
He slammed his cane down on Ray's exposed, raw back, forcing the screaming mage back down face-first into the pavement.
"And I do not regret."
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Post by DMis on Aug 14, 2015 21:45:57 GMT -5
Beth winced seeing the hit. 'Forgive me for this both of you,' the siren thought as she let her hand get cut on a random piece of glass. "FRAYMOTIF! CREEK MARY'S BLOOD!" Beth shouted as the blood from her hand crystalized and formed projectiles. The projectiles swarmed around her like debris in a hurricane.
Todd blinked. "ARE YOU INSANE?!?!" he called to his counterpart.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 14, 2015 22:22:06 GMT -5
Cat and Mickey, for the most part, paid no mind to what was going on outside of merely observing it. After singing the verses and chorus again and leaving the remaining instrumental portion of the song to the musicians, they leaned in and started to seriously take note of the fight.
"Man..." Mickey whined. "Being a spectator is kinda putting a damper on this whole thing. When are we gonna get to punch stuff again?!"
"I know, right?" Cat agreed, raising her flyswatter. "We either gotta join this fight or find one of our own!"
However, when they noticed Beth taking action, they silently decided that the former option was not the preferable one. Still, Mickey could at least throw in his two cents about the most recent development. "That's hot."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 14, 2015 22:46:29 GMT -5
Ray, seriously, we're all in serious danger here, Van insisted. We're not getting anywhere like this. Stop this senseless violence and give Patrick control so he can heal us!
"Go... screw... yourself..." Ray hissed, just barely audible.
That's it! With his stubborn counterpart refusing to cooperate, Van took the initiative by forcibly seizing control himself. Spasms wracked their shared body as he and Ray struggled for dominance, but ultimately, Ray was suppressed, reduced to little more than a ranting inner monologue. Van subsequently retreated as well, leaving Patrick in charge.
"Ow... Okay..." Patrick sighed, not quite sure what was going on anymore. All he was really aware of was the pain. "Healing spell. Need healing spell now." A purple aura slowly started rising from his burned, beaten and bruised form...
CRACK
...only to be drawn back in when Jack's cane connected with Patrick's head, sending the boy tumbling a few more feet. When he finally stopped rolling, ending up awkwardly flopped on his back, it was clear that Patrick was already out cold, a nasty gash on his forehead spilling blood onto the street.
P... Patrick...
"Mortified" was not a strong enough word to describe how Evan felt seeing his best friend taken down by his own hand.
Jack straightened himself out and subsequently spat on the ground, glaring down at the tripersonalitied mage.
"Well, that certainly killed the fun."
A smirk.
"Not entirely, though. It's only just begun."
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Post by DMis on Aug 14, 2015 22:52:40 GMT -5
Beth's angered glare turned to Jack in Evan's form. "JACK! YOU HAVE GONE TOO FAR!" she shouted as several volleys of crystalized blood shards went straight for Evan's form. Her face showed no mercy as she kept letting herself bleed and fire.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 14, 2015 22:59:48 GMT -5
"Whoa!" Mickey's shiny-eyed smile was somewhere between a squee and an orgasm. "She's not bleeding on the ballroom floor just for the attention. 'Cause that's just ridiculously odd."
"Well, she sure is gonna get it," Cat continued, clearly betting her chips on the guy in the suit. "Here's the setting: Fashion magazines line the walls now. The walls line the bullet holes."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 14, 2015 23:15:09 GMT -5
Jack looked up at Beth as the latter reached her boiling point. He simply let out a sigh. He knew it would come to this eventually, but honestly, to say he was disappointed would be a lie.
As Beth's blood projectiles approached him, Jack turned Evan's body slightly opaque. Much like how his arm passed through a door earlier, the shards went straight through him as if he was nothing but air. Jack then levitated himself off the street, stopping at her level, appearing completely at ease the entire time.
"As I said, Elizabeth, I do what I must to survive.
But beyond that, I do what I want to thrive.
If that bothers you, frankly, I don't give a damn.
It's nothing personal. It's just who I am."
And then, so quickly that if you'd miss it if you blinked, Jack spun in a circle, spraying a jet of flames from his cane, and almost every building in the Plaza exploded into an enormous haze of white hot fire.
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Post by DMis on Aug 14, 2015 23:27:13 GMT -5
"You harmed my friend. I'm tired of killing. There was the death of a world. The blood of nearly 7 billion people is on my hands. Even my own. Figurative and literal," she stated. The blood shards still flying around her.
Todd sighed as he moved to be under the siren. 'And she'll drop in 3....2...' thought Todd as Beth wavered slightly. '1.' he added as the siren dropped. "I got her," Todd called to Jack. His eyes scanned the area and he pointed to Mickey before signalling for him to come close.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 14, 2015 23:36:39 GMT -5
"WHOA!" Jack's sudden act of extreme arson forced Mickey to fly off the building he was on. Likewise, Cat dove off her building and tumbled into the street; when she got back up, wide-eyed with shock, she violently shook herself off, generating an odd blubbering noise that could only be properly described as a Jim Carrey sound.
Mickey flew down to his teammate, making sure that she was okay. Then he responded to Todd's beckon, misting over to him and Beth. "Yeah, what?"
Cat looked around at the burning buildings, shocked to discover that the act of mass destruction brought her no joy. Only genuine fear. "Wait a minute. Where's...?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 15, 2015 0:01:30 GMT -5
Rio scowled at the raging inferno that surrounded him. The mere feeling of displeasure seemed to extinguish any flames that drew too close to the magic that constantly flowed from his being. All the while, he gently took Patrick into his arms and finished what the boy had started, engulfing him in a purple aura that slowly but surely healed every injury he had acquired.
"I cannot discern in whom my reliance should abide," Rio murmured mostly to himself. "This moon hath bebothered a great many, and virtuousness hath become tocked. ...Perhaps, similarly, myself is not to be relied upon." He sadly noted the purple roses that blossomed around Patrick as the healing process took place.
Jack slowly descended, gracefully touching down in the center of the road. For a while, his eyes remained closed; he held his hand out, summoning a pair of tinted welder's goggles into his grasp, which he promptly slipped over his eyes to shield them from the harsh light of the fire. He then gazed thoughtfully at Todd and Beth, or at least as thoughtfully as he could appear with his eyes now masked.
"It is quite a shame, what has taken place.
I had hoped to approach this with more tact and grace.
Such is life, I suppose. Though it must be declared,
I have quite enjoyed the time that we shared."
Then, with a polite nod, Jack turned and started walking down the street, a silhouette against the orange blaze that was the Void City Plaza.
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Post by DMis on Aug 15, 2015 0:11:27 GMT -5
Todd sighed. His attention turned to Mickey. "Get her to safety, please. And don't fall for her song when she wakes," he offered. Just keep her safe. I'll pay you when this is over."
Beth slightly twitched to show she was alive.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 15, 2015 0:20:19 GMT -5
"You got it, Paganini," Mickey replied as he took Beth into his arms. "Cat, I'll be in the van! Text me!" Then he flew off into the night, carrying the Siren of Blood away.
"'Kay!" With her vampire companion preoccupied, Cat walked over to her mage, trying her best not to snicker as she listened to him speak in his deep-rooted Olde dialect. When she heard him express his feelings of personal mistrust, she smirked and gently kicked him in the hip. "Hey, stop saying stupid stuff. And I'm not just talking about your Olde speak. I trust ya, Rio."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 15, 2015 0:37:00 GMT -5
Rio looked up at the Pandemonium Warrior, unsure how to feel at first, as evidenced by the lack of magical discharge. Then he smiled, and all at once, the fire that surrounded them was extinguished. "Much gratitude, Cat. 'Tis favorable to be conjoint with thou once more."
"Ungh..." Patrick slowly roused, his body restored to full health, but his mind not as quick to recover. "Evan...?"
"Take respite," Rio whispered to him soothingly. "Thou art in a state of solace."
"Wh... Who are you? Where's Evan??"
"I am referred to as Riordan. The overweening bane that thou dueled against hath repaired."
"W-What?"
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