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Post by Michael Grants on Dec 21, 2009 15:18:29 GMT -5
Over the sea's a ship was coming into the docks of Grand Chokmah it was the last ship for the morning The ships would not head out again till about noon but that was quiet alright The tree's were chirping it was quiet a good day but the person who was coming from the ship is what would change that as The ship landed the ramp lowered to let the passengers off the person who came off the ship had a Order's Uniform that was supposed to of been disbanded two years ago so why was he wearing one?
The man turned out to be the son of the man who tried to create a replica world Van Grants The Mans Name was Michael Grants but what he was doing in the capital was beyond anyones comprention nor did to anyone want to know for that matter Van Caused alot of trouble while he was alive what his son would cause is something they would rather not find out as Michael Took his last step off the boat and onto the capital the ship turned around and left they would be back at noon Michael looked around and chuckled.
"Grand Chokmah...were Father started the order and where i will revive it" Michael said to himself Michael wondered what father planed on doing with this place once the Replica World would come though only time would tell what would happen what ever it was Michael Planed on geting his revenge and Makeing his father's Vision come true. |
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Post by Jade Curtiss on Dec 21, 2009 15:41:13 GMT -5
Two years seemed like a long time, though in truth felt like not but days ago. Two years aged people, most growing more mature, some not changing at all, new lives gained, and old lives lost. Two years aged Jade, well…two years, he was Thirty-seven now. Though as always Jade hadn’t really changed much from his earlier years. How he Peony, and Dist managed that was unknown.
Jade stood Fairly close toward the Docks, but in the city itself, where he stood in front of a wall leading to the docking area, his new land-ship was being tuned. ‘Tartarus II’ Peony almost begged him to retire, Jade saw no use in that, the world was at peace anyway, no wars, no plague like the score predicted, other then those out there who still wanted a piece of him, like Dist, there was nothing to worry about. People then asked him to consider taking a higher rank, other then ‘3rd Colonel’ all Jade would say is he’d think about it.
Here he remained. Unchanged, same crimson eyes, and glasses in front of them, his hair had grown a little longer. But aside from that nothing changed, nothing happened, almost made the world boreing. Jade chuckled at that thought and pushed up his glasses shimmering in the sun’s light, he turned away and started walking back in toward the city. A breeze swept over the city, blowing his hair about it was however calm, and relaxing. But then the Colonel’s eyes narrowed. This feeling. Jade knew it to well for two reasons, one he himself often had to fight back the feeling, and he could easily feel it on others…. This was ‘blood lust’, none could hide it from his crimson eyes, but with so many people out and around…who was it?
Jade folded his hands behind his back and walked on calm and collectedly, as always none could tell what was on his mind. He glanced back toward the Docks where he stopped walking and spotted a man, he fixed his glasses again, noticing the unique appearance of the male and frowned some, glasses shimmering in the sunlight again made it hard to see Jade’s eyes. However he looked away from the man, and started to casually walk back toward the town again. |
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Post by Michael Grants on Dec 21, 2009 15:52:10 GMT -5
Michael felt a presence behind him but the presence he felt he smirked at as he turned around to see this person who was trying to walk away his revenge would come soon enough as this man he could tell by the discription he got a Van's comming of age or death to make it short ceromoney Michael just chuckled as he went up to the man sure he wanted revenge but first he would need 5 generals to help him with this his Father's Vision would be relised soon enough it was nothing he couldnt handel espicaly the age his dad trusted him with this at.
"so we meet at last Necoromancer" Michael said to the man he had a feeling the group had no idea van had a son to begin with boy were they in for a rude awaking he was more than willing to take someone like the necromancer on one on one any day it would be a pecie of cake he had started training when he was 5 and hadnt let up sense so he was pretty danm skilled when it came to the sword he was pretty good in magic though so he could Handel anything the Necromancor could thought at him. |
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Post by Jade Curtiss on Dec 21, 2009 16:04:26 GMT -5
Jade had planed on going back to his office. Though he would think, rudely, when he was approached from behind, not that Jade had let his guard down. But he wasn’t really worried as always, besides, most pride-filled people would rather be facing an opponent in a real battle or at least with them looking at them as they cowered or begged for mercy. Jade let out a small sigh shaking his head his steps came to a halt as he drew forth a smile and looked over his shoulder.
“ha ha ha…” he chuckled pushing up his glasses. “I don’t really go by that name, it is ‘Jade Curtiss’” he stated with a nod correcting the man. “How can I Help you?” he asked calmly still ender present ‘smile’ on his face. Then smirked and pushed up his glasses again. “At last indeed.” he smiled and chuckled acting dumbly again. “but I have work to do, sir.” he nodded and brushed back his hair, only half way turning toward the male.
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Post by Michael Grants on Dec 21, 2009 16:18:35 GMT -5
Michael chuckled a little as Jade asked what he wanted this was a good time as any sence after hearing his name Michael knew he had the right man. Michael drew his sword as he began to speak to the man known as the necromancer who said he no longer went by that name pft as if he knows what jade or any necromancer for that matter dose with their corpses ite.
was not a pretty site.
"You can help me by....TRYING TO DODGE THIS!" Michael yelled and raised his hand half way to his chest and beams of light came shooting up around him and he spined sword around and planted his sword in the ground. "Imperial Slaughter!" Michael yelled as more light spears surrounded him. |
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Post by Jade Curtiss on Dec 21, 2009 16:28:39 GMT -5
Jade looked at the male, he knew this was the one with the blood lust on him. However he was caught off guard for someone to be so overly bold! His eyes widened a moment he jumped back a few paces and summoned forth his spear, as the light show started a few people in the distance he could hear scream and run away.
He cursed inwardly. Insane little brat…most likely what he was thinking. But he had to think fast before the man could cause some real damage! Jade threw his hand out, as he felt some something hit his shoulder, but not taking the time to actually look he started to cast! "Suffer within this oppressive force! Gravity Well!" he shouted the a glyph appeared around the stranger. Gravity Well (Gravity) (Earth FOF) would cast An enclosed dome traps all inside, whilst extreme pressure crushes! Though Jade didn’t want to kill the man he had to keep everything in at least one place. Though at the same time felt something wet running down part of his arm.
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Post by Michael Grants on Dec 21, 2009 16:39:19 GMT -5
Michael smirked as he didnt even bother geting out of the way for the attack as he had been though worse before Michael was sure now this was the man that had helped Luke and The Others deafeat his father before. As The spell Dissapeared Michael smirked and claped and he was being sarcastic with the clap sence he knew he had the man now it was kinda funny he thought he would be finding luke or his aunt tear but Jade would have to do Michael kept his sword out before speaking to Jade again.
"Bravo Necromancer Bravo seems my Father was right about you so i guess you have earned the right to know who i am...The names Michael Grants im the Son of Vandestelca" Michael stated as he awaited a reply but kept his sword out for defense. |
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Post by Jade Curtiss on Dec 21, 2009 16:49:21 GMT -5
Jade smirked faintly as there arts dissipated. The man clapping. Jade smirked and brought a hand up brushing his hair back behind one ear. As he watched the man plainly. Son of Vandestelca. Jade seemed a little taken back but remained with the same composure he always held so highly. But if the man wasn’t lying he knew why he was here. “hum.” Jade smiled and pushed up his glasses.
“Well then Welcome to the city Son of Vandestelca, Can…I help you with anything?” he relaxed his stance, though knowing Jade he could just be readying another one. “if this is true, you should get going…..live on, or stay here, causing more trouble I may have to kill you.” he stated plainly spear vanishing he folded his arms and looked at the male with no smile this time. Like two wild animals about to fight over a scrap of meat. “here to avenge your father? Well…I owe my life to a few others….get in line and wait patently.” he smirked. then eyes narrowed.
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Post by Michael Grants on Dec 21, 2009 17:03:05 GMT -5
Michael Just chuckled he was half right avengeing his father was half of his plan but not the full plan jade should of know that but guess he didnt eh oh well Michael smirked as he put his sword away he had no problem explaing his plan to jade not like the group was gonna stop him anyways they stopped van but they wouldn't stop him and than his father vision would come true Michael just shook his head and began to speak to jade again.
"Half right Necromancor Im also picking up where dear old dad left off before you and your group interfeared" Michael said with a smirk. it was true the group got in his fathers way witch caused him his life Michael would have his revenge yet. |
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Post by Jade Curtiss on Dec 21, 2009 17:13:58 GMT -5
“Hum.” Jade smirked and gave a shrug. “I…see.” he stated taping his chin once or twice then looked back at him. “I question how well you have planed that out, the world if free from score, now, not the same way dear-old-Daddy wanted to do it, but it is.” he stated then sighed rubbing his temples. “yes you are his son….both manage to give me a migraine.” he smirked.
“Besides what would a new world, be good for now? Unless you wish to enlighten me on something I don’t know.” he stated plainly hands falling back by his sides. He took a deep breath and looked back up at him. “like your father you care about no one but yourself….how selfish they he razed you to be.” he stated plainly again then brushed his hair back. “what is it…you came here for, fight me…?” he said coldly eyes gleaming. “I nor the others will fall to the likes of you, child.” he stated crimson eyes still shimmering, as a blood lust came off Jade himself now. But then in a second, it was gone, Jade was smiling, arms crossed, eyes still crimson but not blood thirsty. “Please go play somewhere….else.” he stated.
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