Closed Rumors

[Ana Sol Starris]

"You and I both know it will never be enough.." Ana murmured quietly to the tensely saturated air, staring intently at the caravan, the monks, and the Akalak. The gleam of the blade in the sunlight shone maligently, so dangerously close to being thrusted and swung at the monks.. The chaos that could have ensued, that could have resulted in bloodshed... Did not. Possibly several muscles in her back, neck, and face tensed up as the Akalak would sheathe his weapon. There was an awful snap, as if Ana's mind had been a strong branch, with too much pressure placed on the furthest area away from the trunk. Echoing inside, the shakes began, and the rage... Rage which began as a light tremble, slowly building up, and finally roaring within her ears as blood rushed to her head. Cheeks flushed themselves crimson with the pooling blood, breathing elevated, holding onto the handle of her sword cane... Hands wobbling too and fro, making a grinding noise of wood against rock, face grim, and strained, she had never felt such an intense anger before. This Akalak had ruined it... and though she had mentioned fate, she had whole heartedly expected there to be bloodshed. When the expectation had not been met, Ana didn't know what to say, what to think, what to do, so she stood there watching frozen in her spot. It was probably for the best. What are you doing.... You should be cutting those monks down, don't play the persuasive negotiater you petching shyke of a fool! The words bombarded her repetitively, eyes dilating, a light headedness acompanying them. She had to breath. Grimacing, she shut her eyes, tilting her head up and breathing deeply, she had to calm down, she had to remain calm or do something stupid. The girls voice prodded at her attempts inwardly. Maliciously, Ana glared down at the girl with eyes narrowed, what right did this girl have to lecture her, she was twice this girls size, and much older. Remain calm. Ana. Stay calm. Do not lose your cool... Do not lose it, you know what happens when you do... The glare seemed to burn, smoldering down slowly until finally she closed her eyes once more and sighed, deeply. Letting the breath exhale itself through her nose, slowly, her shoulders sagged in unvoiced defeat and exhaustion. Again, Ana's eyes found the caravan, and the retreating Akalak with a longing despair, gold orbs would widen, seeing a bright light streak just in time from behind the big guy towards a monk. It was as if everything had become lethargically slower, denizen's heads would turn slowly to lay eyes on the monk which had been struck, the monk whom had been frozen in his spot for a split second, spasming as the bolt would hit him, falling to the ground with an ominous 'thud' filling the air. Everything paused. No one moved, not even Ana with a mouth just barely gaping open in surprise. The other monks only moved when the realization hit them, and everyone else, slowly speeding up as they hurried to their brother. Voices lost in the crowd's crys. Every thing, and person, sped up.... Taking a normal speed once Evalin spoke again. The situation itself broke loose into a stunning mess of chaos. Ana snapped her attention to the girl, staring. "How... What... Did you... do that?" Ana asked, still very much stunned by the current events, as if she had been struck by the bolt herself. It dawned on Ana that perhaps this little girl, was not actually a little girl. "What are you..?" she whispered, half curious, half fearful.

[Imass]

The Knight lead his horse up path. His mind hadn't even time to catch up when suddenly a bolt of lightening flew past him. He was facing forward when it happened and saw where it came from. He did not actually understand it was lightening, but he recognized magic when he saw it. He locked eyes on the little street urchin from whom it originated from.

Garonn turned his shoulder and hesitated for a whole second while his periphal vision captured the imaged of a Monk falling to the magic. Paranoid instinct overtook him and the post traumatic stress disorder kicked in full swing. Fear consumed his body and he hesitated ANOTHER second when the little girl suddenly twisted into the grotesque face of Wrenmae. Just like in Ravok, Garonn was having a flashback of his final duel. Despite his fear of magic, he pounced after two whole seconds of hesitation. The Akalak's instinct knew that if he did not attack with all speed and ferocity then he would die to the magic, "HIYAHH!" Garonn knew the ways of mortal combat. The person who is willing to push themselves past the brink and past total zero will win the conflict if all things are equal. He would fight for every single inch with everything he had in his body and mind.

He bounded two strides to close off distance between himself and 'Murdock'. On the second step he began to draw his blade. He would try to bound close enough to the body to get in an attack. If he got close, he would try to plant his right foot, the take pivoting step forward with his left, stabbing from the hip. He held the sword with two hands at his side pointed thirty-five degrees upward.

Garonn would never stop running, even if magic hit him. The Knight planned to run until he caught up with Murdock and would continue running through him so that any stab he threw would be a successful kill.

[Ximal]

Xi watched the events unfolding before him ana had completely lost it her shaking with virile and volatile rage was quite confounding he knew she wanted to hirt the monks but to that extent...It was truly staggering. However her reaction to the sudden flash of lighting was to be expected. He'd had a similar one when it was shot at him and he narrowly avoided it. Xi pulled his head back around to watch the events unfolding, his body had recovered from the sudden djed usage. He could now stand on his won two feet again and this time he was going to need it. He could barely hear ana over the screaming of the citizens. Xi kept watching the events before him. Before almost sarcastically commenting. "I told you she almost cooked me didn't I ?" A sharp grin forming beneath his mask with the words. Xi then watched the knight reel and run towards eva. Gods dammit why does this never go how I want ? Petch! Xi stepped forwards but still to the side of eva's position, keeping well out of the reach of the thrust. Xi watched the akalak close the distance. He could see that the akalak had some skill by the way he was closing the distance but it was coupled with the speed of anger and fury. Xi drew a deep breath as he mirrored the akalaks movements. Stepping forward with his right foot and pressing off of a spring loaded position with his left foot. The coiled power in his left leg spring him forwards with a harsh snap, his left arm in a simultaneous motion came up at the knight from beneath. Xi's steel clad fist's target was the akalak's jaw. If this bow hit it would couple his for wards momentum with the akalak's momentum in the opposite direction Adding onto the power of the spring loaded piston that was Xi's left bicep. Xi gritted his teeth and hoped that the blow would hit. Xi was bringing all of his body weight to counter the motion of his opponent. If the punch hit odds were the akalak was going flying from the duality of the colliding. Failing that the akalak was going on his back. But only if it collided. Either way Xi would shout out and bark loudly in more of an order to ana than anything else. "Ana! Take eva and get the Petch out of here, now! I'll keep him busy, you two go, now!" Either this akalak saw where the bolt came from and knew it was magic or he's gone completely insane. My bet...Is on both.

[Rabbit]

OOCI'm so sorry! I kept postponing this... whoops. Also... sorry for the short post, since all Rabbit is doing atm is... watching Rabbit had watched the scenes unfold with wide eyes. It was all... way too much. Lightning, yelling, a monk dying... Well, that part wasn't too bad. The fewer monks, the better. After more yelling, it turned out that a very creepy little girl had created the lightning, though how... he didn't know. She was strange, and for once he agreed with his attacker. What the petch was that kid?! It scared him, and he decided to keep away from both of them for the time being. Having decided on that, the Pycon turned his attention to the other two. Ximal, and a blue man clashing. Blue like Aren actually. Was he another Akalak? It seemed like it, since he didn't exactly know any other blue races out there. The creepy part, however, was that he seemed to be missing half his face. Well, missing as in it looked... burned. That was just strange. His eyes followed them as they leaped towards each other, actually looking... sort of epic. Considering the two he wanted to avoid were moving away, it would probably be interesting to move closer to the battle, and watch the fight. It was turning out to be a pretty interesting day.

[Evalin]

OOCOK this has been waiting long enough. Lets move forward!

Evalin's smile grew as she looked sideways at Ana, "I am she who decides her own destiny, The Immortal Witch Evalin." She grinned wide, red eyes flashing in carnal lust as she chuckled.

Evalin's attention was quickly returned to the Akalak as he screamed in an insane, maniacal way. He lumbered forward, directly at her, and for the briefest moment Evalin readied herself for the worst, preparing her mind to cast the Serpent Devourer... Yet she paused as she remembered who stood next to her. With a smirk she instead fell to a crouch, sucking in a deep breath as she screamed at the top of her lungs. A long, shrill cry of a child in distress, full of terror and desperation. It was a sound the Immortal knew well, for she had caused such a cry from many lips in her time.

With her lungs empty of air she would roll behind Ximal, crouching low while making sobbing noises as she contorted her features into childish distress and anguish, "Help! Help he is going to eat me!" Was that what children worried about? Well it mattered very little, for the cards were in her favor. She, a mere child, a little girl crouched on the ground sobbing bitter sweet tears before a giant of a man with a half melted face lumbering at her with blood in his eyes. There was little doubt what the monks would see as Ximal came to her aid. The blue man had gone insane, struck down one of their own and now sought to make a child his next victim. The brave man known as Ximal rushing to the child's aid, a hero facing an insane beast while a woman stood by, shock and horror upon her face at the events unfolding.

I wonder if the girl wished for THIS to occur as well... Evalin wondered with amusement as she continued her cries.

[Rabbit]

Rabbit raised an eyebrow at the scene before him, and made a sudden decision. This was getting boring... and dangerous. And oh-so irritating. Really, when he thought about it, the whole scene was just a bunch of humans arguing over nothing. And he really wanted to get away from those to creepy girls.

Deciding it was for the best, the little Pycon hopped away, out into the expanse of the city. He slightly regretted his decision, since it might have turned out interesting, but really? It was unlikely. And the possibility of danger was much higher.

OOCJust an excuse for Rabbit to leave Continue on without me...