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6/14/2016 3:20:24 PM
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[b]He kept an eye out, his constant ((almost instinctual)) paranoia keeping him alert, and he pulled out ether seeds and the eye of a servitor, and replenished his ether[/b]
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Unbeknownst to the man, he was being stalked... by what? Who knows... but the Daemonic Being closed in, slowly, the ignorance of its prey entertaining to it.
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[b]He turned his head ever so slightly, stopping[/b] [i]"Come out, come out........Graxian knows when he is hunted...."[/i] [spoiler]*insert I am no man*[/spoiler]
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In the darkness of the ship, all Graxian could see were glowing orange eyes in the darkness.
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[i]"One outcast to another, close your eyes..."[/i]
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A flaming sword materialized in the being's hand, lighting up the room... the being was redskinned and horrific to look at, a pure embodiment of rage. It stepped forward, approaching Graxian.
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[b]He fired a burst of five, the flaming scrap shredding the beings insides up as it pierced his skin, and he screeches only in that way fallen could[/b]
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The Skin of the Daemon was much tougher than what the fallen had anticipated. The shrapnel struck against its skin, leaving seared marks, but not piercing through. It seems the pain only made the beast stronger, angrier as it leapt at incredible speeds unto the Fallen, swinging it's flaming sword at him.
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[b]He used his teleporter and drew two shock pistols, firing the pure energy into the back of his neck, the arc crackling as it discharged [/b]
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The lightning stormed around the Daemons body, dancing upon its skin. In a flash movement, it pursued it's swing all the way around, cutting into the fallen. The fiery blade set the Fallen's skin momentarily ablaze, in a flash of incredible pain. Fighting this enemy up close was a dure death.
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[b]He teleporter away, grabbing a Wire Rifle, and firing once before teleporting again, clearly trying to run[/b]
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A wall of flames opened in his path, and a strange magic blocked his teleportation. He was trapped there with the Demon... surely this was the end. Well, for the Daemon, that is. The beast reeled back and screeched, but it was suddenly interrupted. It pushed an inqusitive scream as suddenly, two pairs of three claws bursted through its chest, lifting it in the air then splitting it in two halves. The two halves bled for a moment before catching ablaze, disappearing in a puf of unholy fire.
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[b]He roared and screeched at this, and got ready for another fight as he raised the weapon again with determination[/b]
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Before him stood a woman clad in carapace armour. Her helmet descended steeply down onto her face, covering it. On her arms were ornate, golden power claws, with two stormbolters strapped to them. In her left hand she held a plasma pistol. The Tempestor Prime had come to save this stranger's life. [spoiler]I suggest reading her bio for information.[/spoiler] [i]"Lower your weapons. I am not your enemy on this day."[/i]
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[i]"what of the next day?"[/i]
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[i]"That all depends on your actions. This place... one cannot survive on their own. My base offers safe haven to all those that wish it. As long as you don't attempt anything against us, we will provide refuge for you."[/i]
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[i]"I've met scam artists before, what makes you think I believe you?"[/i]
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[i]"Because I just saved your life when I could have chosen not to."[/i]
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[i]"Fair point, but Graxian watches you"[/i]
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[i]"As do I. Now come with me. This place isn't safe."[/i]
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[b]He reloads the Rifle and trudges onward beside you, but keeping a wary eye on you [/b]
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As did she. She understood why he was weary, but her comprehension stopped where the safety of her men begun. Which was pretty early. If he would try anything to endanger her people, she would kill him, without fail.
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"[i]how much further to this base? I'm much anxious to get in to be safe from those things out there....."[/i]
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[i]"it shouldn't be too long."[/i] She glances back at him. [i]"It's not often I get to see Eliksni 'round this side of the galaxy, you know."[/i]
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"There are others here? Our race fled to the Great Machine centuries ago to survive, I did the last desparate act of one who has nothing to lose....."
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[i]"Not here, as far as I know. There was one, Necron pariah though, but still counts in my book. But other than her, none on this ship. But I've seen a few Eliksni in my days. Good snipers."[/i]
