Aroe swore under his breath. "Gharanth, I'll kill you." He hissed as he gave chase, following him as he drew closer to Natalie.
I must taste pretty bad then. Probably all sour. Cause no one has ever eaten me. IM NOT CONPLAINING EITHER! 22408
Aroe saw Natalie's sudden movement below him, saw her face etched with horrer. Horror of him? He felt a twinge of guilt inside him, curseing his own spirit, he frowned apologetically at Natalie but she didn't seem to see it. Maybe it was best she didn't. He swallowed hard, turning his eyes back to Gharanth.
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It took only a second for Aroe to realize Gharanth meant him. 'What a fool.' He thought, but in his heart he knew he was no match for the deamon before him. Better to stay queit, let him find someone else to beat on. Maybe he'd leave and Aroe could go back to watching Natalie below. Maybe...
Well the puppy ate the head off my baby bros favorite toy. My bro seems to like it bettr without the head though. IT"S SOOOOO CUTE THOUGH...my cats hate it and the one that wieghs 20 pounds keeps attacking it.
Aroe jumped into another tree. He had heard something. A sound of soft, gentle breath. A girl. The snow blew a bit harder now and he knew what had caused the weather as he watched Natalie under him, forming something in the ice. This was the seventh time he'd spotted her but instead of attacking, he found he'd just sit and watch for the longest time. Never moving. Just watching. He chewed his lip again, running his frozen hand through him raven black hair and letting his cold grey eyes settle on her. He knew right away that she was a rooky. The way she handled her powers. She needed practice. She was an easy target, but again, he just watched, gaining up courage as he did.
Oh i wish i were a wittle fishy-wishy! Fishy-wishy. Oh I wish i were a wittle fishy-wishy! Fishy-wishy. I'd go swimmy, swimmy, swimmy with my little fishy-finny. Oh I wish I were a little fishy-wishy! FISHY-WISHY!
Aroe breathed in the cold air. It hadn't been snowing a moment ago. Somehow, he didnt mind the weather. It felt beter than his mental pain, that was for sure. He rubbed his pale fingers together, blowing wind out around him to shake off the mounting snow on his body. Cold wouldn't be a problem once he had the other orbs. The fire orb...the ice orb...all of them. 'And the girl will go first.' He thought bitterly as he chewed his lip. 'If she is gone, maybe i will be strong enough to kill the others.' But he could still see her tears when he closed his eyes. He could still hear her...
Aroe watches Natalies face. He doesn't know who she is but he had never been one to see tears. It made him feel....... He took a step back, swallowing hard. He let the wind lift him high into the air and out of sight. 'Im a deamon.' he thought. 'why can't i kill? Why am i so afraid to finish them?' He leaves Natalie and the others behind to sort his thoughts. But he'd be back soon enough. OOC...Srry.Im Leaving too.
Sword catches Aroe's shoulder, tearing the fabric of his shirt but not cutting deep. He skidds on the ground, landing feet from Natalie. Standing slowly, panting, he looks around. Seeing how he would have to kill the girl to get her orb. "I don't want to kill you." Aroe says. And he really doesn't.
Aroe forms an orb of air around him, thrusting his arms out as sharp daggers of air cut through some of the dragons towards Jecht. "You're strong, Hero Boy! " Aroe spots Natalie out of the corner of his eye. "But can you save youself and the girl too?" Rushes around last few dragons at Natalie.
Aroe summons up a twister of wind, forcing it upon Jecht to attempt to stop him. He holds his twin daggers ready just in case. The storm grows.
Aroe moved quickly, seeming to disapear and reapear in a different position, a storm is slowly brewing.
Aroe smiled knowingly, reaching into his bag and pulling out a dark grey orb. "But with me holding the Wind orb, It will be hard. Prepare to die, hero welps."
Stands before both Aldon, Cole and Jecht. "Hmph...Three to one, eh? Perfect. I get three orbs...and the world gets three less heroes. Make your move."
Aroe frowns into the sky. Maybe Gharanth was right. He had to stop fearing the orb holders. if he was to gain all of them, he had to be strong. Maybe he'd start with the earth orb...but how to get it in this world? He needed Aldon here where he was most valnerable. He only had to wait for him to come through a portal. Sees Jecht...or maybe this boy would do.
Aroe is left alone with Jecht, still holding his bladed at the ready. "And you too hold one of the orbs?"
"You heroes are all the same." Aroe watched as Gharanth towered over the boy. Together, it would be easy to take him down. Alone even. Aroe didn't need Gharanth to kill for him. He could do it himself...he just prefered not to. To kill would be an aweful waste of life and despite the fact that he was a deamon, he couldn't bring himself to strike down in cold blood.
Aroe pulls out his twin daggers, glowing with a blue light. Scencing a fight, he watched as Gharanth stood with a gun to his head.
