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| Cutting Sin; Zenjirou and Diana Sin | |
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| Topic Started: Thu Nov 10, 2011 3:58 am (196 Views) | |
| Diana Sin | Thu Nov 10, 2011 3:58 am Post #1 |
 
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"Daddy! Daddy!" came the voice of the scared little girl, too young to understand her father would not rise again. In moments her innocent little life was shattered, her dress covered in her father's blood as the murderer stood above her, looking down with the eyes of a predator. The child cried out in fear, shaking her father's body, desperate to see his eyes relight with light and warmth she had known him for. The body bled out, and in what seemed such a short amount of time the warmth would leave his hands. There was very little blood left to spill though, even as his neck was ripped open. The murderer looked at the now lone child. "Hush now, quiet now. It's time to lay, you sleepy head. Hush now, quiet now. It's time to go to bed." The voice was a cold, sing song sort of tone as the woman pounced the small child. She was not hungry, but she could always save a snack for later. Her arms did not seem tight around the girl's throat, but that was only because her muscles were already enhanced with draconic might. She held her grip until the girl passed out from lack of air and then let go. She lifted up the tiny body and walked back to her wagon, putting her inside. The night was still young, and she was lucky to have found a meal in the mists so ready for her. Usually people avoided this place, as it was Graham's territory. Because she was on friendly terms with Graham, she felt safe traveling here, but she was surprised anyone else had been, let alone with their daughter. Hope the Wisp danced around the little unconcious girl, and the large undead monster looked down at her. The imp flew to Diana's shoulder and whispered wicked things in her ear. "Ashlynn, you should eat my leftovers." The warg listened to Diana and then moved slowly to the body, sniffing it before beginning to feast. Diana realised by looking at her pets that she had been growing quite the family. Maybe she could use another pet to amuse her? After all, such a young girl made such a tiny snack it was hardly worth draining her. |
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| Holy Rage | Thu Nov 10, 2011 4:19 am Post #2 |
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Zenjirou walked slowly, his right eye closed to stop himself from bursting into his massive speed boost, he stalked through the night slowly, his demonic horns sapping away the last bit of natural light, making him only a shadow in the night. He did not carry his scythe on his back, he had left it as collateral with some of Lumi's thugs, he doubted they would try and use it lest they awaken the rage of his Shade demon. He sometimes spoke with the Shade, learning of the powers he had gained and what was to come, rituals were needed or souls given or willingly giving his own soul to the Shade, he would probably give souls to the Shade instead using the rituals he described, the last few murders he did he had used the rituals, the demon was pleased with the souls he gained from Zenjirou's work. Zenjirou sighed as he kept on walking, he heard something crying, he moved towards the sound, drawing forth Nameless, his obsidian black blade with orange humanoid veins covering it, pulsing to life as it was drawn from it's sheath. He opened his right eye, he could see a woman he had fought several times... Diana Sin, she had a small group of creatures near her, a worg, a glowing ball of light, and a... an imp...? Odd choice, but he would have to even the ground, the ball of light could be ignored, the imp wasn't fast enough to keep up with him, so the first thing to do was to disable the worg. He rushed across the area, his new demonic power sucked away natural light, making him just a darting shadow in the night, he slashed at the flank of the worg, trying to stop it from being able to move easily, using his speed to his advantage. Once he passed the worg he rushed at Diana Sin, not waiting to talk, he slashed low, spun around her and slashed low again, concentrating his twin attacks on his legs before stopping his dash a few feet away, "Tsk tsk tsk Diana Sin, murder on this kind of night, such a naughty girl... I doubt you want to talk, neither do I. Shall we begin? Cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut CUT!." He began his murder mantra, losing himself to the urge to kill the hated woman. |
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| Diana Sin | Thu Nov 10, 2011 11:56 am Post #3 |
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Diana had not noticed the shadow until it was already upon the worg, hissing as Ash howled in pain and fell to the ground. Before she even knew what had attacked, the shadow was moving at her in a flash, and her blade moved to meet another that she only barely blocked. Diana was used to not being the best with the blade, but she usually had an advantage of speed over her opponents. Here however, it seemed as though she had no great advantage outside of the strength she had summoned before this new enemy to appear. As suddenly as he had come, the shadowy figure backed away a good distance and spoke. Her eyes flinched in understanding of who it was, and it seems Zenjirou had been making more deals with that demon he spoke of last time they met. But Diana had been consorting with dark spirits herself, and had some benefits she was currently hiding under her clothes. Perhaps she would let him see those soon. As Zenjirou began to rave like a mad man, Diana wasted no time in chanting a spell to herself, and as it completed her eyes became enveloped in total blackness. She could not very well fight someone she could hardly see, as it was a misty and dark night, and Zenjirou seemed to even further shroud himself in darkness. Therefore she needed the Ebon Eyes spell to at least be able to tell where his blade would go. The warg had been successfully disabled for the fight, whining in pain as she dragged herself into the mists to get lost, knowing all too well she was useless in the fight. Meanwhile, the wisp and the Imp took to the air where they were best set to be, the imps eyes transmitting the look of the battlefield from above for Diana to see, but neither the imp nor the wisp seemed to want to interfere in the fight without the Mistress' say so. Meanwhile, great footsteps could be heard as the undead golem stood, his glazed over eyes staring at Zenjirou. He moaned loudly as he walked past his master towards the man, the unnaturally tall humanoid walked slowly towards Zenjirou, slow and lumbering and likely not a problem for Zenjirou to dodge around to get to his intended prey, but it was at least one more obstacle to watch out for. "Back just to run off like a coward again, Zenjirou?" called out Diana to keep his crazed attentions. "Then come get me!" |
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| Holy Rage | Mon Nov 14, 2011 3:06 am Post #4 |
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Zenjirou didn't chuckle, his face was blank, free of emotion, this was not a pleasure trip, this was not a job, Diana Sin needed to be put in her place, though his mantra kept on pouring from his mouth, "Cut cut cut cut cut cut!" He started to work his body into a fury, while his mind kept cool, his mind focusing more so on his task. He sent himself forward, letting loose a barrage of slashes, keeping them focused on her chest and neck, this served a three fold purpose, any blow would cause damage to undead, vampires were a type of undead the last time he checked, it would force her to keep a high guard, letting her start to predict the higher strikes, and finally it would force her to focus on dodging and blocking instead of spellcasting like in their battles before hand. Zenjirou still didn't smirk, he simply stared at her eyes as he attacked, he watched her movements closely, waiting for the perfect time to strike low, once she would retreat a single step, he knew what to do, feint high and switch it into an instant to a low thrust, his mission was to kill her movement, once that was done his victory would be secure. |
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| Diana Sin | Mon Nov 14, 2011 4:02 pm Post #5 |
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Diana was forced to play defensive thanks to the speed of Zenjirou's blade, blocking and dodging where she could. She was lucky she was quick on reaction otherwise she would have never been able to keep up. However,one move caught her off guard, a feint that left her open to a sudden thrust. Her eyes widened at the realization of her mistake, twisting her body as much as she could to limit the damage but he still got a good cut to lower body and made her hiss in pain. "Devi!" she cried out as her free hand went out automatically to push him away from her, her hand going to his shoulder with the full force of draconic might, hopefully breaking or dislocating it as well as sending him flying back. Diana's black eyes would follow him no matter what happened. As soon as called for, the Imp flying in the air began to whisper in an abyssal language, summoning a spell. The little imp stared at the man and pointed at him, readying a spell, and then threw it fourth, casting Blackout. One could hardly imagine what Zenjirou would think when the spell washed over him, taking away all his senses, so he would not be able to feel, see, smell or hear anything. Edited by Diana Sin, Mon Nov 14, 2011 4:03 pm.
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| Holy Rage | Thu Nov 17, 2011 7:12 pm Post #6 |
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Zenjirou grimaced as he heard the loud foot steps stomping behind him, the undead golem was approaching him from behind, the lumbering beast would be nothing to Zenjirou's speed. Though when Diana cried out 'Devi' he was only confused for a moment, his eyes sweeping the surroundings for the imp and wisp that had been with her before, he found the imp flying in the sky, already casting a spell. Zenjirou quickly ran away from Diana and the undead abomination, he began casting his own spell, the only spell he knew that could hit the imp. His magic only took a few words thanks to its simplicity and thanks to his Shade part his magic was darker and stronger, imps were devils and of a nature that the Shade hated, making them even more susceptible to his magic. He began his spell, "Dark power empower my spell and harm my foe." He looked up at the imp, his vision blacking out as the wound ripped open on it's belly, what would have only been a minor inconvenience was now a terrible wound for an imp of it's size. Zenjirou growled, he was blind, he could no longer hear the undead abomination stomping towards him, this was terrible. All he could do was rush around blind and deaf, then another bit of horror swept through his body, he couldn't feel his legs. He put a hand on his leg and moved his leg, taking a step forward, he brought his hand back, it was at a different angle, good, he could still work his feet. He rushed off to the side... ramming his shoulder into something hard, something very solid, something that sent him flying. He landed heavily against something that stopped him in his tracks, he stood up, he couldn't back step anymore, something solid was stopping him from moving, all he could do now was wait, his hands were still on his sword... he hoped, he hadn't let go of it before, so it should still be there. He weaved his sword around himself, trying to keep a barrier of steel between himself and his foes, all he could do was buy time, he called out, "To afraid to fight me one on one eh, Diana Sin? Had to blind me, make me deaf, and get rid of my sense of feeling...? Am I that much of a problem for you?" He waited, hoping she would rush in blindly, or perhaps wait for her large friend to take care of him, either way he had to buy time. |
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| Diana Sin | Fri Nov 18, 2011 6:39 pm Post #7 |
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Diana rushed to the aid of her imp as it fell to the ground. She cut it, but it's belly was cut open and it was gasping in pain and bleeding fast. She rushed to the wagon, and thanks to his yelling she could tell Zenjirou had been hit by Devi's spell She wrapped the imp's wounds as quick as she could, and then turned to the murderous man giving a low growl of hatred. Zenjirou had always been a man who personally annoyed her since the day she met him, but now things were personal. He had hurt not one but two of her pets, and for this he would pay most dearly. She ran at the man hopelessly flailing his blade in the hopes of blocking her and with a swipe of her own to meet it she would thrust it far from his hand, not that he would be able to feel it in his current state. She assumed he would not be able to sense her coming, do to the spell, so it would not have been a problem to simply smack the blade away from him with her draconic strength. With that done she would raise her blade and thrust it downwards upon the helpless man who had dared to annoy Diana Sin. May he suffer in the deepest hells for trifling with her, and if hell was not enough punishment she would just have to whisk him away from the demon who bought his soul and make sure the proper punishments were given for all eternity. Of course, while Diana was busy angrily trying to kill Zenjirou, she would not notice the mob coming out of the mist. Both Zenjirou and Diana had left bodies in their wake, and today the forces of justice just happened to catch up with them when they were together. |
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| Holy Rage | Sat Nov 19, 2011 4:28 am Post #8 |
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The men grimaced at the sight, one of them identified the pair, Cruel Cutter, one of Zenjirou's aliases was fighting Diana Sin, wanted for murder and theft, they had found two very dangerous individuals fighting one another. They waited for the fight to go on, the leader was an ex-mage hunter and knew a thing or two about combat, he began whispering his arcane words, readying himself for the spell, he let it loose when Zenjirou and Diana Sin were just about to clash again while Zenjirou had his back to a large rock. A purple dome appeared centered on Zenjirou and Diana Sin, a twenty foot by twenty foot field, he roared and then ten men charged, the anti-magic field would make this a hard pressed fight for Zenjirou and Diana Sin. Zenjirou felt his sight returning in a flash when the anti-magic field appeared, he looked at the slash, aimed to kill him, he grimaced as he dove to the side, rolling quickly and leaping up, he heard the war cry of several men. He grimaced, he would let Diana Sin take care of this, he set off to run, only to find his speed had diminished, the only knew thing he knew of was the purple field, it must be interfering with his demonic enhancements. He turned back to Diana, he could see the men running towards, "Ah... the interlopers saved my life it seems, anti-magic field took away that blasted spell your imp cast on me but took away my extreme speed. Also ten heavily armored men rushing us with swords and shields... if we want to make it out of here alive we'll have to work together until we kill the man who put up this blasted field, are you in or do I fight you now while they attack us? Your choice Diana, I can do either." He sheathed Nameless, taking out Sangue Lupo, his blade meant for slaying men with a good heart, he chuckled as he waited, he would let his foes come to him, he will fight with skill and speed, not power and numbers. |
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| Diana Sin | Sat Nov 19, 2011 4:58 am Post #9 |
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Diana could already feel the draconic strength magic had given her drain away as Zenji found himself able to see and roll away. She growled, but was not deaf to the cries of the men who had come hunting for them. She turned to see them, and then looked back at Zenjirou. To her annoyance he spoke and made her know that continuing their fight would be unwise, as they were outnumbered. She also took notice that she had unfortunately lost most of her allies as Ash and Devi were wounded. All she had was her large undead monster, Solomon. "Fine, we'll kill them and then resume," she growled. "SOLOMON! Attack those men!" She pointed him at the men. The undead moaned groggily and began to stomp his way to them. Diana kept behind the behemoth, and as he met the group of men the behemoth began to sweep his long arms to knock the men down, Diana slashing any who tried to stop her monster from doing his job. She swore if that Zenjirou ran away she would find him and gut him like a fish. She did expect it to happen, but at the moment she had to concentrate on the bigger threat. It was the smart thing to do, and while Zenjirou berated her for taking the smart options they were usually what kept her alive. |
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| Holy Rage | Sun Nov 20, 2011 5:14 am Post #10 |
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Zenjirou let Diana go into the fray first, he waited for the foes to start surrounding them, jumping in with his katana, the black and red blade flashing as he dealt quick and precise blows to the armored men. He grimaced, the men were decent with a blade and while one played defense the others would surround them, they were being slowly caught in their trap, they would need to kill the leader and end this blasted field. He looked among them as he dodged and parried blows, he knew they would over power him, so he made the fight one that would waste their energy, he focused on dodging and swatting away blows, along with the occasional counter attack, his eyes kept on searching, for anything and anyone among the do-gooders that stood out, he could only notice a single man, he wore a purple tabard and full chain mail armor, slashing weapons would be useless, but he could pierce it. He dodged his way towards him, the man was facing the large undead abomination, that was good, he was distracted. He broke free from the circle of men, getting a quick slash across one of their throats, blood gushing forth, more then there should be, one of his blade's enchantments was responsible for this, it was one of the reasons why he called it Sangue Lupo... the Bloody Wolf. He looked at the wolf's head pommel and grinned, thrusting it up at an angle, sliding between the chain shirt and the chain cowl he wore, ripping up a large hole in his upper chest and back. Zenjirou ripped it to the side, now it would only be a matter of time until he bled out... or until Diana or the undead abomination took care of him, either way there were still more fools to kill. He rushed the men that had chased him down, spinning and slashing the jaw clean off of one man, his blade seeming to vibrate as the men of good hearts came closer, they were just fodder before his blade, and now they will no it in their final moments. |
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| Diana Sin | Sun Nov 20, 2011 5:40 pm Post #11 |
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The giant undead Solomon knocked down three men with his sweeping arms. One of the men knocked down by Solomon's initial attack found himself stepped on and crushed by the giant undead. While others rushed him, as it was logical to take down an obvious threat first, Diana's blade met the men. On occasion she found she could not get past the armor they wore, but she did strike a fatal blow to one by giving him a large cut to his neck, and people simply didn't live long from that kind of cut, especially when dealt by the jagged edges of her drow blade. Solomon was cut by many of the men, and it made him roar in anger, grabbing one of the tiny men by the head and crushing his skull with a good grip. He then used the man's body as a flail and smacked the men with his corpse. Diana looked around, trying to figure out who it was that had thrown up the anti-magic field. She jumped onto Solomon's shoulder to get a better angle, and could see Zenjirou was doing quite well in his own fights. Not able to single out just one target, Diana decided it would be better to go for as many as she could, and from under her shirt slithered out three black tendrils. As one man tried to get Solomon from behind he found the tendril around his neck, squeezing the life out of him before twisting to break his neck. Another man found a tendril wrapped around his throat, but he was quick enough to swing his sword and slice the appendage off. At least Diana could not feel that one. |
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| Holy Rage | Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:23 pm Post #12 |
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Zenjirou chuckled as the giant undead picked up a man and literally used him as a club to beat their leader to death. Zenjirou smirked, he could see the purple field fading away, it would only be a few seconds until his speed returned... while Diana would have to recast her own spell for enhanced strength. He saw the men starting to run away, no leadership, the foes would have their magical prowess back, and they were already flat out underpowered compared to Zenjirou and Diana. Zenjirou let them run, not caring if they talked about him and gathered forces, he would simply kill them all again, but his focus should be Diana Sin. He sheathed Sangue Lupo and took out Nameless once more, the black blade with orange veins was starting to drip an orange goo which now covered the edge of the blade, this goo was what made it so effective against undead. He rushed the undead giant, the field fading away completely, his speed once again returning, he was a black blur in the darkness once more. He brought the blade up slashing at the fronts of it's legs, circling around it quickly and slashing at the back of it's legs. He back stepped and retreated, tapping his blade on his shoulder, "Come on Diana Sin, lets get this fight back into gear, your magical blindness on me is gone, my speed is back, and if you don't have your extreme strength... then you're just fodder now aren't you?" He kept his eyes locked on her lips, if they even moved to cast a spell he would be on her in a flash and attacking her, he was faster, but not stronger. He would have to keep her from casting with a barrage of slashes, to win this fight it would come down to his speed, he had to be fast enough, he had to cut off her words, even a stumble in the arcane casting would help buy him some time. |
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| Diana Sin | Mon Nov 21, 2011 8:14 pm Post #13 |
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Diana had been so pleased to see the pitiful men running in fear, and the sense of magical power returning to her veins, that she did not think to keep her eyes on Zenjirou until it was too late. Her undead monstrosity fell to the ground with a groan as he was rendered useless and Diana was forced to jump from his shoulder and spin as quickly as she could while the giant fell to the ground. Her eyes focused as quickly as they could on Zenjirou, and words to summon strength started to flow from her lips. However, Zenjirou was not having it, and he went for her with all his mystical speed and she had to struggle to block his slashes, stuttering the spell and having to start it over if she wanted that strength that was her only advantage in this fight. Sure, she was pretty strong in her own right, but the monstrous strength would have been able to knock his blade away. Perhaps another spell could do something as well, but he was keeping her busy with blocking too much to wave her hands and casting with all her power. It did not help that he was too fast to dodge, having to put all her focus into blocking a better, faster swordsman. Sooner or later there would be cuts she could not block and was not fast enough to avoid, and she knew it. |
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| Holy Rage | Tue Nov 22, 2011 2:31 am Post #14 |
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Zenjirou kept his slashes quick and short, keeping them short cut their power but made them faster, he would keep on attacking until she couldn't keep track anymore. He kept his slashes low, aiming for her waist and legs, aiming first to cripple her and keep her guard focused on her lower body. He kept the slashes quick and short, he was just trying to draw blood, cause her to panic, making it all the easier to fight. He kept the attack going for a while before switching his targets, he slashed high, meaning to cleave her head off at eye level. Zenjirou smiled wickedly as he thought of all the possible effects of his slash, blindness, death, slashing her brow if she ducked, or he could miss completely, but he kept his arms steady, once the slash was complete he would pull his arms back to his body, ready to resume the assault. (OOC: Sorry it's short, no idea what else to do T__T) |
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| Diana Sin | Tue Nov 22, 2011 3:31 am Post #15 |
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Diana could do little more then block as many slashes as she could, and the first cut to get through gave her a sharp yelp and her leg began to bleed. Despite her yelp of pain she tried to keep focus and found her blade low as his blade when high. Seeing great danger she struggled to lean back to avoid having her head cut in half but was unable to escape the slash entirely. The cut went threw her eyes and the top of her nose, making them bleed out as her world went black. She screamed out and found herself falling backwards onto her backside. Blood dribbled out onto her face, flowing like a waterfall. Much as she struggled to keep control of herself she continued to scream, her blood and tears seeming to be the same thing as she sat there helpless and blind. It did not help that it really hurt when she closed her eyelids, but while open one could almost think her eyeballs were trying to transform into small mouths that just kept bleeding out. |
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