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Post by Dota on Jun 11, 2008 14:33:20 GMT -5
Dota watched as Ouji disposed of Oukan for the moment.
“That was helpful. Here...”
She created stabilizing legs of ice to support the Blu's ice stretcher, thus to freeing herself from the concentration that went with the transportation.
“...he's all yours.”
She waved off the immobilized mage.
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Post by Dota on Jun 11, 2008 14:33:28 GMT -5
It was apparent that Trunks' weapon would not easily relinquish her sai. Rather than try to yank it free, she instead threw it towards him as more of a distraction than anything, and if his sword would keep it firmly locked in place, at least she'd have a solid object to push herself off of – she'd also tear the second sai from Trunks' arm as she left. While she was clearing some distance between herself and the saiyan, Blu had managed to retrieve his ofuda. Once the ofuda made contact, the demon girl's vision was abruptly cut. She paused only briefly in her actions, but this was the intended outcome. She swung her remaining weapon through the air blindly in an attempt to keep any advancers at bay while she waited for her returning vision to focus.
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Post by Trunks on Jun 11, 2008 21:35:06 GMT -5
Oukan landed on his feet and slid to a stop. He decided against attacking again and was extremely outnumbered, especially with his Uncles giant friend. For now he was just going to wait.
Ouji jogged over to the group.
“Sorry I’m late.”
He acknowledged both Dota and Mio before he knelt down to talk to his friend.
“I haven’t seen you this badly hurt since that time you pissed off an entire town worth of bachelors.”
He chuckled at the memory then pulled a pouch from his belt. He reached in and when he removed his hand it was smeared with a red paste. Ouji rolled his friend over and wiped the paste on the wounds on his back.
“That should start the heal process sooner.”
Ouji lifted his friend off the ice.
"Now let’s head toward the portals."
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Post by Trunks on Jun 11, 2008 22:05:15 GMT -5
Trunks dodged the thrown sai. It definitely wasn’t what he was expecting. He also didn’t expect her to rip the other sai out of his arm. The saiyan crouched down dropped his sword and held his arm in pain. The sword straightened itself when it hit the ground releasing the demons weapon. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Blu throwing the scroll. When the scroll hit he didn’t know what to expect, but based on the girls reaction he could only assume that he had done something to her vision. This was the moment he needed. Trunks fought past the pain and began to concentrate. Within a matter of seconds the Saiyans body separated into two. The real Trunks, the one that sat crouched next to where he had been, faded away and reappeared behind the flailing girl. With any luck at all she would charge at the image of Trunks tending at his wounded arm.
Trunks only remaining hand glowed with energy as he waited for her to make her move.
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Post by Sakabatou on Jun 12, 2008 9:35:23 GMT -5
“...he's all yours.”
The ice goddess turned, seemingly having forgotten about her son-in-law already. "And for a second there, I thought I had felt some love from you. The pain must've been making me delusional."
Blu turned his attention towards his ever-oversized old friend. "Well, at least I can always count on you. Ready to go, Mio?"
The girl nodded and prepared to follow Ouji out.
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Post by Sakabatou on Jun 12, 2008 9:39:08 GMT -5
Having done his part to help Trunks (lets see that demon girl make snarky comments after that), Blu walked over to where Ayame sat. He reached his hand out, offering to help her to her feet if she wanted, though he indicated that she could remain sitting if that was preferable for the moment.
"Good to see you alive, and relatively undercooked. And please, no comment about the armor. It'd be better if you just didn't bring it up in the future."
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Post by Dota on Jun 12, 2008 13:38:31 GMT -5
”Oh, no. You did feel some love there...for Ayame and Mio, not you. They'd be sad if you'd've died. Consider it indirect love, if that'll make you feel better.”
For the sake of having a barrier between them and Oukan, Dota would leave her ice wall intact. He could easily get around it, but psychologically, it was for the best. To pull it down and expose the defeated child, only to then turn their backs on him would be an inviting opening for him to lash out once more, or so Dota reasoned. She couldn't shake the painfully-familiar feeling the entire scenario had given her, so rather than heading out with the others the ice goddess approached the wall to see if she could make peace with Oukan.
“Oukan...would you like to come back to the portals with me?”
She kept the barrier between them, leaving the choice up to him.
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Post by Dota on Jun 12, 2008 13:59:15 GMT -5
While her vision was out, Trunks had managed to sneak behind the horned girl. She saw the fake in the spot Trunks had been before she lost her sight, and assumed this one to be the same. It might have been suspicious for him to not take the opportunity to strike, but it seemed he was in considerable pain.
She lunged toward the figure of the crouched saiyan, the hand equipped with the sai drawn back in what would become a downward stab. Her next plan was to go after her discarded weapon.
------------------------------------------------------- Ayame laughed a bit.
“You don't think it suits you?”
She declined his helping hand, preferring to stay on the ground for the moment.
“That's okay. I feel kind of...heavy at the moment.”
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Post by Trunks on Jun 13, 2008 9:02:31 GMT -5
Oukan watched as the images behind the glass got smaller and smaller. Were they really leaving?
“Oukan...would you like to come back to the portals with me?”
The young son sent out a scream and smashed the ground with his fists. Suddenly the ground beside him opened up. With surprise he looked from his hand to the opening. Before Oukan realized what was happening a voice boomed from the hole.
"You disappoint me Oukan"
A giant red clawed hand reached out of the abyss and grabbed the young boy dragging him back into the depths of hell.
Ouji walked to the portals with little hesitation stepped through. They were going back home.
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Post by Trunks on Jun 13, 2008 9:06:01 GMT -5
The figure disappeared as the demon plunged her weapon into the fake saiyan, but before she could react the real Trunks was already on top of her sending his clenched fists into her back. If she fell like he hoped then his foot was already set to kick her as much as his body would allow.
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