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Aug 8, 2004 19:25:45 GMT
Post by Pixie on Aug 8, 2004 19:25:45 GMT
ooc: Ooohhhh, i see...
bic; Ginger rushed to the door and stood under the door frame, her knees felt weak. //Keep it together, come on, he might need your help, damn it.//
She grabbed hold of the wall and leaned against it, watching with wide frightened eyes.
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Aug 9, 2004 2:12:39 GMT
Post by Ebony on Aug 9, 2004 2:12:39 GMT
Landon continued to ignore Ginger, although he could feel her behind him, and that strengthened him somehow. Knowing that killing his uncle would not only be for his own pleasure, but for saving his dearest love.
Audrey glared daggers at his nephew, truly hating him in that moment. "So you wish to fight me to save her?" he asked with a scoff. The boy wasn't even hardly half his age, that was nothing compared to the power that he possessed.
"Naturally," Landon whispered, and let out his power in a blinding wave. He'd been training Ginger, and in that, training himself. He knew he was powerful now, and he also knew that no one could fight that. He watched his uncle's suprised expression for a second, before letting even more of the power out.
It felt lovely, to finally get all of it out. After holding that under wraps, making sure that nothing leaked out. The otherworldly wind that surrounded up seemed to almost destroy their surroundings, at least he could do that now. He smiled cruely at his uncle, who'd falled to his knees sometime during his unleashing of power. "Come on Uncle, let's play," he said, and pulled out his weapons of choice, invisible switchblades.
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Aug 10, 2004 22:23:49 GMT
Post by Pixie on Aug 10, 2004 22:23:49 GMT
Ginger gasped at the feeling of his power set loose. "Oh... gods..." she whispered, tired and frightened.
"Landon..."
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Aug 11, 2004 3:47:14 GMT
Post by Ebony on Aug 11, 2004 3:47:14 GMT
Landon ignored Ginger again, and moved down the stairs, his power followed him like a wall. His uncle ended up being pushed back, and falling down the many spiralling stairs down to the bottom. "Don't worry uncle," he muttered, "I'm coming."
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Aug 12, 2004 2:32:38 GMT
Post by Pixie on Aug 12, 2004 2:32:38 GMT
Ginger rushed to the balcony and looked down at his uncle. The sound of the crashing made her wince just slightly. Not because he was hurt, but because it would cause Landon a lot...
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Aug 12, 2004 18:39:17 GMT
Post by Ebony on Aug 12, 2004 18:39:17 GMT
Landon took the last wall at a run, smashing through it. He landed gracefully at the bottom, a few feet in front of Audrey. He grabbed the back of his uncle's robes, and lifted him off the ground. "Come uncle, to the hall with us," he said, and flew to the hall, his wings finally showing themselves. His wings were of a dark fey's, veined with black, with colours melded in like a stained glass window.
They were faster then a normal fey, that he knew quite well. He sped to the great hall, where the battles took place as well. The only reason he was here, and hadn't just kicked his uncle's ass at his house, was because he wanted his father to see it. To know what he's up against. He didn't look back to see if Ginger was following. If she didn't want to see him spill blood, that was her deal. But he liked her to watch these, to know what they were all about. No one that he ever trained didn't know a little blood in their lives.
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Aug 16, 2004 1:53:13 GMT
Post by Pixie on Aug 16, 2004 1:53:13 GMT
Ginger stood frozen at the balcony still, eyes wide.
//No Landon...please...//
She didn't want to follow him, she didn't want to see what he was about to do. It would cause him so much. All because of her.
She was struggling to breathe, like her thoughts were affecting her body.
She scowled at herself, looking worried and angry, her face a mix of feelings.
With a sigh she ran out the door, checking for her weapons as she ran out.
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Aug 16, 2004 2:03:37 GMT
Post by Ebony on Aug 16, 2004 2:03:37 GMT
Landon threw Audrey down in the hall, and held him there, stradling his legs, holding his arms at his side. He grew a third arm, which held a switchblade to his uncle's neck. His father was there, just like he knew he would be.
His voice rang out, "What is the meaning of this?" Landon laughed. This would be the last time he would explain himself to this man. "My dearest Uncle challenged me, he was attempting to take Ginger away from me. I will not stand by this. I challenge him to a duel." He said the words slowly and carefully.
His father looked down at him with amusement. "Well, fine then, son of mine. But blame me not if you are killed. He is over three times your age." Landon smiled back.
"As this may be true," he let out all his power, even more then he had at the house. "I'm still a pure fey."
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Aug 18, 2004 20:53:30 GMT
Post by Pixie on Aug 18, 2004 20:53:30 GMT
Ginger ran towards the hall and struggled inside, feeling Landon's full power released.
it was almost a physical burst of pain she felt at knowing what he was about to do, and how much he was going to loose...
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Aug 21, 2004 3:41:26 GMT
Post by Ebony on Aug 21, 2004 3:41:26 GMT
Landon let his uncle stand, backing a few feet away. As was considerate. "Pick your weapon, uncle," he said coldly, and picked out his switchblades.
Audrey unsheathed his sword, and stared at his nephew. He'd changed, his eyes were cold, focused. So much unlike his other... nephew that he'd known so well.
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Aug 26, 2004 2:08:26 GMT
Post by Pixie on Aug 26, 2004 2:08:26 GMT
Ginger rushed inside and stared, eyes wide.
"Oh, Landon...please..." she whispered weakly.
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Sept 25, 2004 2:35:56 GMT
Post by Ebony on Sept 25, 2004 2:35:56 GMT
Unlike what he had before, he didn't feel like being slow, or sympathetic. He didn't want to play. His uncle threw a punch at him, and he dodged, pushing his hand behind him, knocking a punch on his uncle's back. He turned and raised his sword, swinging it down in an arc, slicing off Audrey's head.
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