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Post by lucio on Jul 3, 2005 20:38:42 GMT
Lucio shakes her head.
"No need. You can fix it."
She puts her unmoving left hand into Cyphers and places his other hand on her shoulder.
"When I say, twist with this hand and push onto my shoulder."
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Post by Cypher on Jul 3, 2005 20:44:31 GMT
The young man's head turned back to the Werewolf's shoulder, looking down at his own hand on her injured shoulder.
"If you say so..." The thief answered, a hint of uncertainty in his voice as he spoke.
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Post by lucio on Jul 3, 2005 20:46:14 GMT
Lucio prepared herself for the pain and shouted
"Now!"
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Post by Cypher on Jul 3, 2005 20:49:53 GMT
At the given command the Daemon followed the young lady's instructions, the reaction causing a sickening cracking noise underneath his hand. Slowly the thief removed his hand from the Werewolf's shoulder, waiting to hear if the relocation was a success.
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Post by lucio on Jul 3, 2005 20:53:54 GMT
Lucio grits her teeth as her shoulder squeaks then pops.
She cries out in pain and releif. She lays panting for a few moments then gets up and starts to gingerly mover her arm.
"Thanks Cypher."
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Post by Cypher on Jul 3, 2005 20:57:27 GMT
"It's alright." The thief replied modestly, waving a hand in dismissal.
"Now, will you be alright?" The halfling asked the young lady, still crouching down on one knee beside her, dark amethyst locks of hair shielding his eyes from view.
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Post by lucio on Jul 3, 2005 20:59:42 GMT
"Yes I'll be fine."
She ponders something for a moment then kisses Cypher on the cheeck.
"Thanks."
She hops down the fire escape and into the night.
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Post by Cypher on Jul 3, 2005 21:25:20 GMT
The dark eyes of the young man widened at the small peck on the cheek he had received from the female Werewolf. As the young lady departed hastily the Daemon stood up, a frown forming on his face as he turned to face the vast sea of stone and concrete giants that stood before him, the tens of thousands of lights bathed the ground below in a sickly orange hue.
Carefully the phantom thief stepped onto the edge of the building, looking straight down at the road below. The frown intensified in thought as he continued to stare down, his eyes narrowing slightly.
*Skawn is not going to like this...*
Slowly shutting his eyes the halfling began to mumble under his breath, his arms traveling in a wide arc as they reached his sides, swinging the limbs back in front, the palms clapping together from the force.
Lifting his head up towards the exposed stars, Cypher held out his arms, waiting tolerantly for his partners to appear. Surely enough the demonic, feathered appendages tore through the numb flesh of the thief's pale back, stretching themselves out as they prepared for the flight ahead.
The halfling began to regain control of his body, and with a strong flap of his majestic, black wings he took off into the air, leaving a weak trail of black feathers after him.
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Post by diablos on Jul 4, 2005 14:06:50 GMT
Tycho looks up and jumps onto one window ledge then on to another until he reached the roof .
He walks towards the edge of the roof and looks into the city.
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Post by diablos on Jul 4, 2005 14:15:03 GMT
*Hmm something isnt right here.*
Tycho jumps from roof to roof following his senses.
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Post by Skawn on Jul 4, 2005 21:19:13 GMT
The side of a sky scraper began to wobble furiously, and two figures were thrown from it's wall, one clutching the other.
The landed with a bump on the roof of Starbucks, and one of the figures stood up, panting heavily.
"Sorry, it's usually a smoother ride, when I'm not in such a rush... You okay? Or do I need to get you to the hospital?"
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Post by Cypher on Jul 4, 2005 21:21:00 GMT
"I'll be fine..." Cypher groaned, a hint of anger in his voice as he fell to his knees clutching at his ribcage, another waterfall of crimson fluid leaving his mouth and pooling on the floor infront of him.
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Post by Skawn on Jul 4, 2005 21:22:00 GMT
"Take this."
Skawn handed the man a small white tablet from his pocket.
"Painkiller." he explained.
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Post by Tanner on Jul 4, 2005 21:23:50 GMT
Tanner climbed up onto a car park and ran into the skyscraper. Once inside he took the lift to the top.
He exited the lift and ran to hide behind a chimeny pot, out of sight
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Post by Cypher on Jul 4, 2005 21:25:45 GMT
At the sound of the word 'painkiller' the young man shoved Skawn's hand away.
"I don't take drugs." Cypher answered sternly, a thin trickle of blood dripping off his tongue and into the pool.
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