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[08:18] Let out a sigh as his right eye opened, his magic's being called forth through it as wisps of shadow's began to swirl around the ranger. His right hand stretched outward as he began to conjure forth his bow of electricity. "Your move."
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[08:22] "Hah, how cliché." A hand gripped at the sword handle, blood seeping out from beneath the robes to spread down the metal, leaving a sickly looking pathway of arteries and veins. The glistened in the light and seemed to undulate. Feelings of a sickly unease began to roll off of their form.

"I wonder how you'll match up to Rae. She surprised me, of course, but at the same time it makes me feel oddly proud for her, that she beat that stink that was surrounding her. Granted I'm still annoyed she won and will be working on correcting that in future." The sword came up to rest on their shoulder.

"Perhaps I'll find out who this 'nicer woman' is, and have a nice little chat with them."
(Eclipse)
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[08:27] Spark's of mana surged forth from his hand, scorching the ground beneath his feet. A melody being formed by the continues discharge of his electrical energy and the torrent of winds around him. His mind racing at the idea of just who could be behind the mask his mind trying to make every possible connection with what Rae told him and what he was hearing first had.


"I will have to tell her that then.."

His mind clicking back now to a random thought in the back of his mind wondering if that who it really was. With that thought lingering he knew there was really only one way to find out and boy would that be a struggle if it were true.

"Aww you jealous?"

Nic said with a grin having a bit of fun with it before he finished readying his magic's. Manifesting an arrow of lightning and condensed sound into his hand and then notching it onto his bow taking aim at the woman's armor.

The design alone giving him flashback's of his fight many year's ago.
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[08:33] {Lost Dangerous RPB against Eclipse}
[08:33] ** Eclipse has inflicted an injury upon Niclous Runeclaw. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (2 days)") **
[08:33] Never Be says, "Tough crowd."
[08:39] The greatsword was gripped in two hands and dragged along behind the floating swordsman. She darted in, the sound magics cascading around her, forcing her to move more tactically. Focusing on parrying what she could and cornering Niclous in for her stronger attacks, they eventually seemed to even out.

There was a grumble beneath the mask, one that perhaps sounded familiar before she dashed in again. At the last moment, she cut out her flight and brought the sword across alongside her. The massive edge was blunt, intending to incapacitate rather than carve and as soon as the wind was knocked out of him, she was upon him.

A hand gripped at his head. "Eius intuitus est in te." A short chant, in the black language that predated even the mythic era and a curse was supplanted within the mind. It brought with it unease and paranoia, playing at the senses and attacking in the quiet moments. Her hand released him, with a short push backwards.

"The Lord shalllook down upon you, he shall judge your actions and test your mind. May you pass his trials and one day may you stand at my side in his presence." She seemed to finish speaking in some kind of mantra before the usual cadence returned to her voice. "I wouldn't say jealous, but I would enjoy ripping you away."
(Eclipse)
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[08:50] The ranger's arrow's battered away by the large weapon, his defenses cut through by the warrior. His fur grabbed hold of as a fatal flaw in his method of attack was extorted. A grumble heard a faint flicker of focus given before his world cast into shadow.

His own voice feeling distant in a way, his concentration faltering and his magic's soon fading. Bow and arrow fading away in the wind. His right eye being forced to watch the memories of his past once more as whisper's of doubt set in. At long last amidst the darkness his voice echoed out, "You sound... Just like Nana did back then."

His hand stretching out before him to the grass, his finger's grasping hold of the blades of leafage underfoot. The whisper's quiet now but still present, himself feeling distant in his own body he would force himself to stand as he would purge the last few traces of mana from his body beneath his feet.

"Piss off... I am not.. Going back there."

His body wavering but still making it to his feet. One last smart ass remark coming to his lips. "On that note, you would have to take off that ugly ass mask first."

A half grin shown before he slammed hand down to the ground once more letting a minor explosion of sound occur and act as a distraction for him to get away. His mind racing wondering just how the woman knew so much of those in his life.
(Niclous Runeclaw)