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 Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 1:49 pm
 Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Ilyia lurched forward and nearly fell to her knees, indigo bolts flying about her immediately, but she was still quite able. She straightened and looked over to Isobel with a glare. "Well, it's a pity. I don't particularly want to go getting myself killed, Isobel. You've got something that stands in the way of me filling an obligation, and I will have it. There's no real point in depriving yourself of what you already know is coming, so what's keeping you back, your thrall standing there in front of you?" She lifted a hand indicatively toward Kalrael, "Seriously, what is this? You've taken a decent man and stripped him of his own will, after you'd believed you had to me. Believe me, I'm not done here. If hiding Ptolemy here is so worth it to you maybe he'll come out of hiding once you're dead, so..."
She closed her hands, black runes flying in circles up around both herself and Isobel. To both of them, the environment phased into a morbidly dull crimson landscape blended with a pale violet skyline. Ilyia drew her blade, poised at the ready. "Are you ready to die?"
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 1:57 pm
 ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel rolled her eyes and merely sat down, completely relaxed and looking downright bored. She crossed her legs and let shadows dance on her fingertips, becoming completely absorbed with them to the point that cruelty was drained off her face, leaving a perfectly innocent facade as the demon made various shapes with the shadow.
"Oh, you were talking to me? I'm sorry, I wasn't listening. Could you repeat?" Isobel asked, looking up after a long minute with a very easy smile on her face.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 3:02 pm
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
"Oh, cut to the chase." Ilyia shook her head and leaped forward, taking a swing at Isobel's throat but wide enough that in fact her arcing blade halted behind the Creation, already suspecting a rearward strike on the Demon's part. "I'm through with your nonsense."
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 3:11 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel dissipated into shadow and appeared six paces behind Ilyia with a sigh. "It would be reverse you know, you having nonsense, if I acknowledged you as having anything at all." She said, weaving webs of shadow idly between her fingers. Her eyes had the glazed look of boredom and she sighed again. "It isn't fair of you to exclude Madigan and Moriana. They'd liven you up a bit." She said plainly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 3:18 pm
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Ilyia's eyes narrowed, her hatred welling fiercely in every inch of her features. "Sharine, nehiraia hakura!" she shouted, a catastrophic blast of raw power blasting from both her hands and growing at an explosive rate all around her and to a point, through her causing another burst of indigo lightening to erupt from herself, by and large more potent than the subsequent injuries Madigan and Moriana had left her, and going so far as to put a crater into the nullified existence's floor - a feat she had believed impossible.
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 3:28 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel hissed, blood running in a steady stream from her nose, as she had shifted far too late and had suffered significant head injury when she re shifted behind Ilyia, her form flickering with shadow. Still she merely stood, watching the Creation. "Having fun yet darling?" She snarled, phasing forwards and outstretching her hand to Iyia's neck and ran by her, as if to slam her to the ground.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 3:58 pm
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Ilyia moved with the momentum of the sudden grip and flipped herself into a somersault, her entire body fading into indigo as she floated through Isobel's grasp and landed herself in a crouch, rematerializing with a narrow smile. "I'm not even started," she muttered, "and you call this fun?"
She lashed ahead, sword leading the way with a ground-shaking release of darkness from ahead of it, doubling as a physical manifestation of darkness as a literal blade extension. "Just die already."
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:13 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"I could say the same to you, but your words aren't original." Isobel said, raising her hand, shadow heading off the attack while fire fissured from unseen cracks and stretched out to Ilyia, attacking in a circular formation. The demon wiped her nose with her arm, the black blood dripping down her hand.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:18 pm
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Ilyia's scowl only deepened in the flames, but she threw her hands out and brought up an intensive barrier of shadow, eyes not leaving Isobel for a second. "And what will you do if you succeed, what then? What point do you have in living; what is your goal, Isobel?"
She widened the barrier for a moment and snuffed out the nearest flames before lowering her defensive. "What purpose do you have to live?"
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:23 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"Even if I told you you wouldn't believe me." Isobel said with a cruel laugh, waving her hand as if to wave away the question. "I exist, that is enough for you to know. The purpose is immaterial." She said with a smile, the blood from her nose dribbling over her lips, the flow slowly beginning to slow. Even if it had not, blood was merely a luxury for the demon.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:32 pm
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
"I could say the same, but in no way is that the first time I've heard that excuse either." Ilyia said with a smirk, "And let's face it. I at least have an aim, a reason to live on. You, what do you have? You have whichever man you so feel like bedding until he gets himself killed, or whoever your next victim otherwise might be. All one at a time. You call that immaterial?"
She laughed, watching as a streak of indigo snapped across her vision. "I call it a joke, Isobel. Much like yourself."
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:36 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"Please don't hurt her." A calm voice came from a white headed girl, a child really, who tugged at Ilyia's sleeve. She seemed to be near transparent, her eyes the only thing with color, a dark brown their color. A red streak laid on her neck, and she tilted her head, looking up at Ilyia.
Isobel's gaze hardened upon seeing the girl and hearing Ilyia's words.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:43 pm
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Ilyia kept her eyes on Isobel for all but a flickering moment, but all the same her scowl never faded. She raised her blade, despite the distance between herself and Isobel. "Why shouldn't I..." she breathed, addressing the child. "Who are you..."
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:47 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"Please don't hurt her." The child repeated, her eyes empty, but full in the same sense. Innocence was reflected in every aspect of her being and her thin mouth frowned in distraught. "I don't want you to hurt her." She said, tugging Ilyia's sleeve again gently, her white dress fluttering in an unfelt breeze. "Please." The child plead again, growing in distraught, although her eyes were blank as ever, as well as the disconnection to emotion in her voice.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:51 pm
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Empty screams of a mindless thrall, Ilyia's mind taunted her, but she relented and relaxed slightly, blade still raised. Isobel's seeming recognition of the child had struck more a nerve with her than the child's begging itself, but there could be no coincidence in the matter.
"Who is this, Isobel." she said as much as asked, her voice devoid of emotion, of care.
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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