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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
1/9/2016 10:46:02 PM
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She looked at him for a moment, then pulled it back. She spun it lazily through the air, noting that how the blade itself didn't seem to be even the littlest bit dinted or dented.
The hilt itself was a wreckage, but still quite usable at her swing. Even the crystal at the hilt (though still dull) seemed to be generating a faint bit of light at her touch.
She rests it on her right shoulder and looks at Anaxis.
"Wasn't there meant to be some form of darkness here that Sarkon uses? I mean, this crystal could be it, but if it was, wouldn't you have noticed it sooner?"
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[i]"Not just Darkness, but the Light as well."[/i] A voice echoed throughout the ruined chamber.
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"Light? What do you mean by that Anaxis?" She says still looking at Anaxis.
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/9/2016 11:58:40 PMAnaxis had his auto rifle drawn, scanning the room for anything besides them. "I didn't say that." [i]"I did."[/i] Said the voice from before. Movement caught his eye from above. He snapped his rifle to whatever it was, putting his finger on the trigger, ready to unleash a bullet storm. But he wasn't expecting to see what came floating down from the shadowed ceiling, and the sight unnerved him. Floating down, was the small, white shell of a Ghost, but what unnerved him about it was its eye. Instead of the cool blue diamond eye against a black background like almost all Ghosts, this ones diamond eye was pitch black against a wall of green that shimmered and danced like fire. "You're the disturbance." Anaxis said, keeping the Ghost in his weapon's reticule. [i]"I am. It's good to see you again, Anaxis. Though I know you don't remember me, I never much liked to show myself. My name is Orion. Ghost of the Guardian Magnus. Or was, after that horrid day."[/i]
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Edited by MegaBeast42: 1/10/2016 12:05:51 AM"You're still bound to him, aren't you?" Alice says walking closer to Orion, ignoring Anaxis's displeasure at her being so close to the Ghost.
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Orion looked over at Alice. [i]"I merely say that, due to my Guardian using a different name. But to answer your question; yes, I am. I feel what he feels, much like your unique friend, Emaria. But unlike her, I also see what he sees. And he doesn't even know that I'm still alive."[/i]
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"You still care for him then?"
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/10/2016 12:38:11 AM[i]"How could I not? He may be a dark, tortured soul now, but he's still my Guardian. I still feel every little thing in him. It's very saddening. He used to be the very definition of good, he was so much more happier back then. But now all I ever feel from him is his pain, as he fights against the Light within him, and his anger and hate, for those that turned against him that he trusted with his life."[/i]
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"Anaxis?" She says.
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/10/2016 12:42:18 AM"What?" He practically spat out.
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She doesn't flinch. "What are you thinking?"
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/10/2016 1:13:24 AM"I'm think that this is pure idiocy. Orion, you still care for Magnus, I get that. But he is gone, he died centuries ago, and now Grixis has filled the void." He told Orion icily. [i]"I see you still have the same narrow-minded thought process that the Guardians of old used to have."[/i] He looked at Alice. "[i]What is it you wish to know."[/i]
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"How do we balance out Grixis's light and darkness?" She says, adjusting her grip on Magnus's sword.
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"[i]You say that as if it never was. This entire time it's been balanced, that is what he despises. He wishes to be rid of the Light, to become a being of pure Darkness."[/i] Orion looked away from Alice's gaze, then turned and looked at shattered crystal on the circular podium. "[i]And whatever he's doing on Fundament; he's slowly succeeding."[/i]
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"No, I don't believe he is balanced. I'm balanced but I don't suffer from his symptoms. Reason why is because I'm balanced physically and mentally." She swings the sword down and stabs it lightly into the ground. "I didn't say he wasn't balanced physically. I meant mentally. How do we help him?"
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"[i]Now that is the problem. I honestly have no idea. He's made the Light his greatest enemy, for reasons you already know. But I do know this: if there is anyone that can help him down that path, it is you. But know, he won't be willing to accept the Light so easily."[/i]
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She nods. Then takes a knee in front of the sword in the ground, gripping the orb at the top. She then attempts to fill the sword with her own energy.
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/10/2016 2:25:39 AM"[i]Dawn's Resolve, is it's name. Made by Magnus himself. It could only work for him, but now that it has no link to him anymore, it would seem that you are its next wielder. It's a shame, how low it's brought down. It can never reach the performance it was before in its current state."[/i]
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"You'd be surprised how powerful a name can be." Alice says as she stands up, now with the gem swirling with faint black shadows amongst bright white. She grips it's handle and pulls it up from its position in the ground. "It's not fully bonded yet. It still whispers of Magnus's soul. But luckily, that's what I need." She turns to look at Orion. "We're going after Grixis. I'm going to try and save him, Anaxis will try to kill him. So now it's a race."
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"So it would seem." Anaxis said blatantly. "You said Grixis is on Fundament. What is he doing there?" There was a pause, Orion having that look, weighing which option to go on. But then he finally spoke again. "[i]I think it's best that I show you."[/i]
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"Lead the way then." She holds a hand out in the air, then shadows seem to manipulate themselves in her hand, making a long, black tinted transparent sheath for Dawn's Resolve. She swings it around, then clicks the sword into the sheath. Perfect fit. She looks back at the others around her staring at her. "What? You thought I'd let such a brilliant sword not have a sheath?"
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Orion hovered over by the crystal, then turned to face his audience. "[i]I'm just gonna say it now, things for you may get a bit weird."[/i]When he finished, his shell expanded, revealing a green aura around his core instead of a blue. "Define 'weird.'" But if an answer was coming, it was cut off as Orion erupted in a flash of light, blinding the party. Why did everything lately have to blind them? When his vision cleared, Anaxis looked around- His eyes went wide as they seemed to be standing on an invisible floor, out in the middle of space. "Orion!" [i]"Relax,"[/i] he told them from seemingly no where. [i]"Your merely observing what's happening, you're not actually where you are."[/i] "Well where are..." He trailed off as he observed what was before them. An orange gas giant, so large, it made Jupiter seem like a speck of dust in comparison to its size. [i]"Lady and gentlemen, welcome to Fundament."[/i] He looked about the titanic gas giant. There they were, the fifty-two moons, orbiting the planet. But what caught his attention, was the large battle happening a distance away from them. Hive ships, seemingly by the hundreds, fired upon one another, already a large graveyard forming from the destroyed ships.
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"Sarkon versus other Hive?" Alice says as she attaches her forth sword next to the other three. "Play nice you three." She whispers to her three originals.
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"[i]From what I can gather, Sarkon has claimed himself as the new Osmium King, causing a civil war amongst the Hive. However, because of Grixis, their overall success against the Light, as Crota and Oryx have done nothing in comparison, and their command over the Taken because of their attack on Oryx's Dreadnaught to steal his power. Sarkon has gained the allegiance of most of the Hive.[/i]
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"Then why are these ones being attacked?" She walks up next to Orion, although it's very unnerving to see nothing under her feet, yet feel solid ground. "Can you show us Grixis at some point as well?"
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[i]"Because there are some that still follow the ways of Oryx and his son. They are seen by Sarkon as weak, and to him, such weakness cannot be allowed to flourish. So now, the Hive are at war with each other. As for Grixis, hold on... Found him."[/i] Suddenly, they seemed to move toward Fundament, at super-sonic speeds. A split-second later, they found themselves in a dark room, with only a patch of crystals on the wall to give some light in the room. Nothing decorated the room, except for some kind of stone chair facing the wall opposite of the only entryway. And in said chair, was the Dark Guardian himself, Grixis. His armor seemed to be more detailed than before. The entirety of the armor was now a pitch black color from its former dark color. The bone like plating everywhere seemed to be more defined and sharper looking, as if just touching it could leave sever wounds. The crevices in the armor now pulsed a white color instead of green every few seconds, and the helmet no longer had the two points on either side of the head, it was now replaced by a set of three horns going back and curving up on each side. Grixis was hunched over, back facing the rest of the room. Not long after, the door slid open in multiple direction, parting way for the Deathsinger, Molkir. "[i]My liege."[/i] She spoke, breaking the silence of the silent room. "What is it?" He spoke. His voice seemed, deeper than it usually was. "[i]The resistance is losing their power rapidly. They have no hope of survival, now that The Taken and your Reborn are against them."[/i] "Good." [i]"My liege, are you well?"[/i] He didn't respond immediately, letting the silence take over once more. Then he chuckled. "Am I well?" He then began to rise from his seat, standing to his full height- Anaxis looked at him confused. He was taller than he was before, just what- Grixis then turned around to face Molkir, the light illuminating his front. "I have never felt better." Anaxis was horrified to his very core, he was actually petrified at what he saw. When Grixis spoke, the part of his helmet where his mouth would be, [i]moved[/i] as he spoke, the back of the throat glowed faintly from the light within him! The helmets three white eyes, each had black slit pupils! Grixis' armor, wasn't just armor now, that armor [i]was[/i] him!
