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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 14, 2012 12:34:47 GMT -5
Angel rolled her head, to see the witch was slowly swaying back and forth. "Are, you alright? You see peakish. "
She pulled out her papers again and hourglass. "But still it saids, you are yet to die, but looking at the state your in, you wishing it.." She giggled, and caught her placing an arm around her shoulder. "..I guess I have to drag you out myself?..."
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 14, 2012 12:54:16 GMT -5
“I’m just very tired…” she said trying to keep her thoughts in line, it was hard to concentrate.
“Yes more then likely… I’m not going to die though… I get this way at the end of every month…” she said leaning on the reaper for support.
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 14, 2012 17:47:05 GMT -5
"Every month?" Angel, grinned. "..Oh yes, I know something that happens Evey month...For us woman..Oh the plight of being a woman?" She give a dirty joke...helping her up long stair stone case, that lend in and out, of this dungeon/labyrinth
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 15, 2012 19:36:55 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes.
“Everyone seems to come to the conclusion… no its has NOTHING to do with THAT! My magic just cant last over 30 days with out being regenerating itself, my magic does not last, its like when I use it I’m using it up,” she answered a bit annoyed.
She stair cases were hard to go up being so dizzy, She had to use her other hand on the wall to keep herself from falling and taking the reaper with her.
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 1:19:41 GMT -5
Angel stared at the Witch, and sighed. "..It, was just joke really...Moody..Miss McSleepy pants come on.."
She pulled the poor girl, by her arm. At point of pretty much drugging the poor, weak and energy drained witch. Unbeknownst to Angel, up the flight of stairs.
..Once reaching the top, with a light pant from Angel's lips. "Dear God in heaven!..You are such dead weight, who knew such a fair little thing could be.." Looking around the hall. "..It seems clear, and free of the Queen's minions, protoling it....And that worries me.."
No sooner said, the sound of foot steps could be heard, heading their way. "Oh..balloxs!" The Princess muttered. Quickly Angel, hassled to a wall and some armor and propped her up.."Hmm just..lay there..or something.."
Her eyes watched the shadow, become bigger and near upon the wall hall.Reaching her for scythe, loosely fastened upon her waist belt, just for this reason. Her fingers, tapped and wiggled upon the handle, like a spider adjusting her legs, laying await.
She had to be careful, Reapers were told to rarely, close to never be seen. If not for a reason, or were contacted, or for more commonly reason. To reap the soul...And that was normally the Reapy, would see you.
She was so breaking so many rules, on this day...Hopefully if she was careful her father would never know..
..She was praying to the gods on high, at this moment. Nothing would happen, she was good with the 'sword' as the saying goes..But she feared the Queen's guards could be fused with her own special magics. That may have aided in in all her terror, thus far in this Kingdom, that lead to many 'clients' as well..
Angel was adopted into this life, but was infused with her Father - Death's Reaper abilities. So she did have some supernatural gained strengths. So a Reaper against a Magic User, or one's familiars, where battles with ever changing averages, of wins and loses on either side.
"..YOU THERE!..." The voice came, as soon as his face. Then on cue, she withdrawal her weapon of choice. The Blade contracted, as did the staff grew longer in size. After all it had be crafted for travel conveniences. It sung, against its own wind it created. Upon the Reaperess' swings against his blade, once he too followed suit.
"...A Child, parading around as Death in the Queen's dungeons?..What kind of fool to you take us for?"
Their blades clashed again.. "..Hmm.. I don't know. A minor one, judging your knowledge of weaponry. " He glowed at her, with a clash sending her sliding..on her booted heels..
"... A Lucky child, who can wield such a weight..Nothing more." Realizing her statement, no mere human could fight with scythe, as common weapon. Especially a woman and in her size, with a heavy and two times bigger her weapon.
No lucky child, she was trained to know her way around a 'sword' and how to counter her weight and control much more. Such as a unexplained weight of certain weapons..and battle, it showed. This scared the guard. A mere a child? A Female, at that!
"..Praise goes to your teacher. Taking a woman, what a crazy endover, noice, but look at you"
She spun, and send her blade against his cheek. Cutting him deep. Giving a red smile, from ear to ear. After long witty, endless batter and cheap swings and shots.
"..I will make sure, to send my dear father your compliments. " His eyes widen, falling to his knees, staring up at her. "...My you have such a lovely smile.." she mocked, pushing the butt of her scythe, to his forehead. Trusted him hard into the stone floor..
"..F-F-F-ather..." He sputtered. Re-contracting her bloody blade, but not before ripping off his clothing to clean it, a tad, before she could return home and get fully clean..
"...It does make sense..After all..." He uttered, as she stepped over him, letting her cloak drag against his face in humiliating, degrading manner. Not to mention also in a defeated matter, to boot.
"..Fear not..I didn't cut so deep, which follows death, from endless bleeding..Well if..tended to..." It was a tad true, when Death took her under his wing, she may had become, lightly corrupted and detached to her once mortal life..But only to true real ass holes. She saw how he treated others..Death was far to good for him..
Angel gestured, without turning around to the witch, stepping around a corner, making her way to main foyer. After that long walk up the stairs,with her caring her all the way..Surely she was able to walk a tad more, and not fall over again...
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 25, 2012 1:49:51 GMT -5
The Witch watch the fight between the reaper and guard, or at least tried too… the witch did try and walk even if she was walking everywhere but in a strait line…. She still had most of the day till she was going to fall asleep, but that didn’t been she was not tired, she just could not wait till she got away from this place.
“We have to be close now… be have been walking for a while now…” she tiredly said.
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 2:01:18 GMT -5
She stopped, and cloth-lined her. "Shhh..Back."
She peeked around, and hall another hall. "..There it is, the doors.." And, judging by this time. The rest are tending to their fallen, buying us time, while he is fanatically relying my handy work..heh"
Taking the witch by hand, pulling her closer. "...We are going make a break for it, and run..Understand?"
Before she could get an answer..Angel just tared-ass across the huge open foyer anyways. Tightly with one hand, holding her's with forced laced fingers. With her free hand, sending a blast allowing the draw bridge to lower and open to them..
Once drawn, a white horse galloped from shadows, upon the bridge. "Do you have a enough wits about you, and conciseness left? To up yourself, upon my darling?" She nicely asked, while Nuzzling his muzzle, with soft hand and fingers..
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 25, 2012 2:17:37 GMT -5
When she was cloth-lined she cursed.
The Witch didn’t say anything when she was told they were going to run for the doors, but she did think a few things… especially since she was not given a really warning about it…
When they got to the beautiful white horse she just stared at it, but did reply soon after. “Yes I think I can mange, for the time being…”
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 19:14:34 GMT -5
"Hold on tight..."
She warned the witch, as she alerted her horse to ride. QUICKLY! It bucked up, and tore off into a unearthly gallop..
"Now tell me, where to?"
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 25, 2012 19:21:51 GMT -5
She did as told and tried to hold on to the Reaper. “Just away from here”
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 19:27:58 GMT -5
"..That makes me no real answer..where is..Away from here axually? Hmm?"
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 25, 2012 19:35:36 GMT -5
“Just ride! I don’t care where we go” she grumble annoyed.
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 19:43:53 GMT -5
"Hmm...Alright..?" Angel looked a tad confused. How can she carry out her, secret unorthodox mission, with a point of drop off?
She shook her rines, harder. "Come on Boy, you heard the witch.."
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 25, 2012 20:31:37 GMT -5
They rode for what seemed like hours through the forest, they didn’t seem to run into any trouble, no one looked they were following them, so that was good.
“Here is fine, I can make it on my own now I think….” The witch said, she was thankful to the Reaper but she didn’t want to have to rely totally on here, she didn’t think she was that far away from her home…
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 20:57:47 GMT -5
"So...Is this where we part ways...Then?"
The Reaper asked, rolling her head to one side as she watch the witch dismount
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