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Post by Mordecai L. Halder on Nov 19, 2009 23:00:49 GMT -5
Mordecai waved his hand, and a considerable gust of wind doused the flames upon Aaron's blade, before he swung his into the Collector's sending a cascade of sparks on the man. He pushed forcefully against him.
"Your petty tricks are no match for mine."
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Post by dasuke on Nov 19, 2009 23:14:31 GMT -5
(i think i'm having him respond correctly, though if 1 of Aaron's actions are wrong just let me know.)
Aaron tried to push back against the sparks, though sadly he was losing in the battle of strength.With a slight growl, Aaron added more force to his actions.
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Post by Mordecai L. Halder on Nov 19, 2009 23:25:39 GMT -5
Mordecai's face bore a scornful scowl, tinged with amusement. He applied more force, driving his opponent closer to the ground. He put his left hand behind his back, continueing the action with only his right, so as to mock the collector in what were surely his final moments.
"How unfortunate. Now you see what it is like to have your life suspended by another's will."
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Post by dasuke on Nov 20, 2009 17:29:50 GMT -5
Aaron glared as his mind raced at a thousand miles per hour, trying to figure out how to stop, or delay this.
'You wouldn't dare, I don't think you truly want to end another person's life. I do think you'd be filled with guilt.'
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Post by Mordecai L. Halder on Nov 20, 2009 17:43:21 GMT -5
"Killing is something that gets easier the more often you do it. And It's not a new experience to me. Consider the corpses of your men on the ground. I slayed more of them than storm. Do I look wracked with guilt of grief to you?" Mordecai snarled, bulling Aaron into the ground and kicking his blade away. "Dulchea Somnia." He said, holding his blade to the collector's throat.
(Unless you wanted it to continue lol. And Dulchea Somnia is Latin for Sweet Dreams.)
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Post by dasuke on Nov 20, 2009 17:48:37 GMT -5
Aaron glared, he wouldn't let himself die without a fight.
'I'm unsure, mainly because i don't know you. For all i could care, you could just be good at hiding feelings.'
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Post by Mordecai L. Halder on Nov 20, 2009 17:56:03 GMT -5
"I'll hide your head in the woods after I rend it from your shoulders." Mordecai said, with a sadistic chuckle, as he brought the sword up, ready to make the swing to end it.
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Post by dasuke on Nov 22, 2009 15:38:06 GMT -5
Aaron's eyes widened slightly as he watched the man in front of him get ready to decapitate him. If only he could think of something to say really quick, hopefully he could try and outsmart the man infront of him before he was killed. Though what do you say to a guy like Mordy? Hmm....Hopefully this would work.
"Wait! What if I told you I could help you find another weapon...One with possibly even more power than the one you have right now?"
Aaron hoped to the gods that, that proposal would buy him more time to think up of this 'hunt for a greater weapon'.
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Post by Mordecai L. Halder on Nov 22, 2009 16:10:36 GMT -5
"If I so wished, I would have something other than this blade. I'll comprimise with you, however, since you seem to think you may have something to offer me. I'll make your death painless if you can tell me where I might find a 'better' blade." Mordecai said, still keeping his blade raised.
"It's a fair agreement, don't you think?"
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Post by dasuke on Nov 22, 2009 16:36:41 GMT -5
Aaron sighed in slight relief. He thought for a second about where he could possibly find a blade...that is, before it hit him. He remembered about this other collector's hideout he had found while looking for the damned mare.
"There's a hideout that I came across while traveling around this area. The last I knew, the collector was a real adventure searching type of guy. Always finding the most rare of items. Always looking for a lot of swords. Maybe there'll be one that you'll like. We just have to head North for a few miles and than head west for about another mile or two."
Storm looked skeptically at Aaron, she was never sure of wether or not she could ever trust him.
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Post by Mordecai L. Halder on Nov 22, 2009 16:57:30 GMT -5
Mordecai thought about it for a second. He knew the collector couldn't escape. So, with a shrug at Storm, he sheathed the Claymore, and pulled Aaron to his feet.
"Fine. Make haste, though."
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Post by dasuke on Nov 22, 2009 17:16:12 GMT -5
Aaron nodded as he headed off towards the north. He could remember correctly, the hideout he was taking them too, would not only have guards to fight but a very valuable treasure, a sword, that in the hands of a master could be very deadly and was made of platinum. The sword its self had been extremely hard ot find from what he had last heard. With a sigh Aaron looked over at Mordy.
"Just letting you know, the place will be somewhat heavily guarded, this collector doesn't mess around when it comes to keeping his collections safe. Even if gathering some of his collections was dangerous he said it was well worth it for the pleasure of knowing that no one else had been able to grab the objects."
Storm walked slowly behind the two, making sure that she was closer to Mordy than Aaron, she still had a bad feeling that something bad would happen when they reached the hideout.
"Mordy?" She whispered."Do you get this gut feeling that something bad is about to happen?"
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Post by Mordecai L. Halder on Nov 22, 2009 17:34:27 GMT -5
"I think that I'm going to have to hurt a lot of people, that much is certain. As for any other worries, well, that'll wait until we're there, I suppose. I reccomend, however, that you stay back. I'd rather only I get hurt for a personal gain than both of us." Mordecai said, wondering just what Aaron had in mind for the Blade in question.
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Post by dasuke on Nov 22, 2009 17:45:58 GMT -5
Aaron shrugged, it didn't matter who fought to him...just as long as he got to live longer...but than again he would love to see this Mordy guy steal the platinum sword form this other collector. Though he didn't doubt that he could do it, becasue with this guy's strength he could probably steal other things too.
"Alright, that's fine by me."
He glanced at Storm out of the corner of his eye as he continued walking forward. Though soon he had too look forward to look for the small path that lead westward towards teh hideout.
Once he found it he continued walking, except this time much slower, knowing he couldn't be seen by the guards or else they'd never be able to get close enough to the hideout to break-in.
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Post by Mordecai L. Halder on Nov 22, 2009 18:51:24 GMT -5
Mordecai matched his pace and movements with Aaron's, and looked back to Storm. "Please remain here. If he dies, I don't care, but like I said, I'd feel horrible if you got injured for my gain."
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