.::MorTaL iMperFecTioN::.

Zack reloaded his Lambert and pulled his katana out and slid back-to-back with Penoa, "Got any idea's on how defeat these guys quickly?" he asked his new puppet controling friend.

 

OoC: I'll try to pay attention more O-o;;

BIC: Standing under the cover from the snow wasn't helping Echo stay warm. She sighed and walked off, noticing a fight in the town. She watched in what she thought was a safe distance from the fight, but still a good distance away to see what was going on. She sat on her legs in the snow.

 

Fiachra beared her fangs again and hissed again.

 

Penoa detached the strings from Envy then he reattached the same strings to the shirriken that was on his back. The puppeter noticed Zack was covering his back "i got a few thing up my sleeve to keep this show entertaining" Penoa said to the man with an smirk on his face as his puppet stood infront of him. "Envy it would have been nice if you did not get yourself into troubles like this dumb @ss" the puppeter said to his long time friend sure he was nice to the man more then others but he still could be an foul mouth jerk when he wanted to be.

 

Zack smirked "what, its not entertaining now?" he asked as he withdrew his katana in one hand and his Lambert in the other, "It looks pretty fun to me" Zack began slashing and shooting a group of 3 Dark Angels infront of him.

 

Penoa looked at man giving an cold smirk "well i did not say that exactly" he said as he started to controll his puppet again. "now i havnt used both hands in a while but i guess need an work out for once" the puppeter said as the energy strings detached from his big shurriken to his puppet. Penoa had his arms out with his fingurs moving the puppet arm blades folded together then straightend. "now time for the puppet show" Penoa said with an grin as his arms went back then he thrusted his arms foreward. The puppet came charging at the dark angels as the puppeter's fingurs moved the puppet slashed at the dark angels inflecting deep wounds.

 

"Well SORRY. We all screw things up every once in a while..." Envy commented to Penoa as he felt Fiachra hold onto him and he snatched his arm away from her. He had a feeling she wanted to use him as a meal now...And he noticed another guy came to assist with his old friend. Envy's attention quickly went back to the blood that was oozing from the back of his neck. "I need to cover my....wound...neck." So he pressed his hands to his neck and put pressure onto it. The blood slipped through his fingers, it was warm and thick. No longer was the ground a nice white, but there was a splatter of red. It was pretty, so he thought. His body swayed back and forth and soon he was on his knees, too weak to hold himself up. His head fell forward and his body followed along. Envy still gripped the gun that was in one of his hands.

Some of the Dark Angels screeched and got deep wounds from puppet. Some them tried cutting the strings with their fingers and teeth while hissing at Penoa. Loud bangs could be heard from the shooting Zack did and three D.A's were immediately killed and fell to the ground.

 

OOC: Ah! So much posting! I'm not really sure how to make my posts ok, but I think I'm just going to do soemthing random. Maybe in a run-down part of town?
BTWs I found a pic! Thanks to UnIQuE-Not-Weird on DA

Now to get my tattoo lol
Bic:
Ishah Walked down the streets. She didn't know who was who, so she kept to herself for a bit. She had a brown trench coat on and kept it closed. She saw some things happening, which weren't look well upon. She say a man stealing a TV from a store, and she also saw a beggerly woman asking for help on the other side of the street, but no on would give it to her. a Young individual, perhaps around the age of 16 was smoking while leaning against a brick building in an alley. She continued walking and stopped at a crosswalk. She looked left, the right, then left again. In the midst of looking left, she started walking forward and bumped into someone. "Sorry." She said, not really meaning it. She didn't really care. She probably wouldn't have sen that person again anyway.
OOC: There. Someone not in the midst of action could possibly reply to that. If I decide to make a new character now, I could reply to that.

 

Some Dark Angels headed towards Envy who was on the floor and bleeding but Fiachra stepped in the way and killed them all. She knelt down next to Envy and put a hand on his neck. She looked up at the first one again and hissed louder.

 

Ooc: Sorry, the site went stupid on me. D:

He felt the hands of someone as well as hearing more screeches from th D.A.'s dying. His eyes closed and opened every few seconds trying to grasp reality. A growl purred out of his lips as he pushed himself up once more, "I dont need help." He stumbled up and tried to keep focus on the people that seemed to be helping him, but it was all just turning into a blur. Everything happened so fast, he didn't get to thank them. Most of the D.A.'s hissed and backed away, not trying to get killed by Fiachra or anyone else...not today. Everything around Envy was blurry, but he promised himself he would take care of himself. His body still swayed and his right hand still pressured the wound while the gun still held in the other. "I'm fine, thank you...guys." He started to move away from them and the scene.

 

Fiachra frowned and then followed after Envy. "Wait. You're hurt."

 

Lucifer continued whistling as he turned onto another street. he passed Fiachra and Envy, ceasing the whistle for a moment to give them an evil smile. once he passed them, he continued whistling.

 

Fiachra stopped and glared at Lucifer. "Wipe that smirk off your face!"

 

Lucifer stopped whistling as he turned around to face the two. "or what?" he asked in a deep voice as he kept the smirk. "go on... amuse me!" he chuckled darkly.

 

Fiachra brought out her sycfe and swung at him. "You might of trapped my true form in that pathetic human body but that was only out of fear! Face it, you're scared of me so i'm a threat!"

 

Lucifer ducked to dodge. "you? a threat? hardly... i won't even have to use my weapon." he said as he snapped a kick at the girl's head.

 

Fiachra grabbed his foot and bent it backwards. "Oh? If im no threat then why did you lock me away? Gave me a fake human persona to hopefully keep me sealed? Please! Everyone knows about The Blood Raven and how much she was a threat!"

 

"to someone else... maybe..." he kicked again with his other leg, hoping she'd grab this one too... she would then get a very unpleasent surprise.

 

Fiachra dodged the other leg and flew over him, still holding his leg. "Then why did you lock me away if I was no threat to you?"

 

Echo continued to watch the fight, which was now Lucifer vs. the girl she didn't know. She thought it was really entertaining. 'She has no chance against him...' she thought.