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Post by Deon on May 23, 2007 12:56:31 GMT -5
Dementia chuckled slightly as Ryuzaki's offer reached her ears despite the makeshift plugs. She slowly turned around as she pulled the bones out of her ears and tossed one to the side with a flick of her wrist. Her voice was just oozing in sickeningly sweet honey as she smiled. The flash of his eyes corresponded with the action.
"Well, now. If I had asked and you stopped, wouldn't that have defeated the reason to rip out your voicebox?" She fiddled with the remaining "earplug" between her fingers as she spoke, then flicked it towards Ryuzaki's chest with an innocent smile and sinister eyes. "There now. I think you understand."
"However, some people don't seem to be able to grasp fundamental principles," Dementia added as she heard Tiffany's remark about her. She rolled her eyes. "We're in class, aren't we? Isn't it kind of the point to learn as much as we can during the time we're given? Honestly, the workings of the school and classes aren't such a mystery." Her short, pale hair formed a bright kind of halo for an instant as she shook her head in contempt and brushed away a bug that was creeping onto her thigh. She shifted and stretched her long, spindly legs out from the lotus position she had assumed earlier, leaning back on her hands to get more comfortable.
"You see, personally, I don't want to be bothered by this idle chit-chat. In fact, this would have been sooo much more interesting if you all had just let the field go up in flames, you know? Poof!" she smiled and made a gesture with her hands like a swift explosion, still smiling sweetly. The features seemed to melt off her face and harden into the look of pure anger and resentment. "Maybe that way some of you weak, annoying imbeciles would have died." Then it was as if a curtain lifted once more and her expression returned to that of someone who had succeeded in charming a snake and knew that they were not going to be the one who was bitten.
"Don't you agree?"
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Post by Chibi Ryuzaki on May 23, 2007 13:48:02 GMT -5
~Ryuzaki sat there taking in the words that Dementia had said. They entered his mind and pierced through his own mental barriers he had put up to keep Amadeus inside.~ "Mr. Railen, I need to be excused." ~ Ryuzaki used the air around him to push himself up and started to run of with an icy aura starting to form around him and he had started to talk to himself now, leaving the case he had with him.~ "No, no no, we had an argement."---"I don't care, I want out now."---"I can't do that, I like this place, these people."---"Let me out now and I promise I won't hurt them."---"Like I can trust you. Remember the last time I let you out? That town never recovered."---"Say what you want but it has started, I'm taking over." ~Ryuzaki tried his best to suppress Amadeus, but all he could do was stall. He now felt tired, his eyes changing to blue.~ "Yes Ryuzaki, time to sleep." ~Who ever he was now, he just stood there, away from the group, all alone.The area around him grew very, very cold.~
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Post by Nikki[Heartbroken] on May 23, 2007 14:36:51 GMT -5
Keegan watched as the guy named Ryuzaki walked away, and involuntarily shivered, lightly laughing at the other girl's demonstration of the training field going up into flames. Was it getting colder out here? Keegan made a face at the girl when she mentioned being a water elemental. "Well, then we're natural born enemies, aren't we?" He smiled darkly, creating a small flame in the palm of his hand, rolling the flame around his hand. Shivering again, Keegan glanced over at Ryuzaki and noticed him acting... Different. The source of the temperature change was coming from him, no doubt. "Son of a-" Keegan cut off and shivered violently. Making a small flame wall around himself to keep warm, he glared out of the corner of his eye at Ryuzaki. Kyle had long since left, being bored of how slow the class was going, and getting even more ticked off by the second at Keegan.
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Post by Tiffany on May 23, 2007 17:02:38 GMT -5
Tiffany watched as Keegan created the ball of fire and began to mess with it. "No one is born natural enemies. The two can work together or against each other." She stood up slowly and faced him. "It is all up to the two to decide. I decide to work with whoever will work with me. Idle enemies are pointless. She felt a pull toward Ryuzaki. She was aware of a building of...ice. She frowned and turned to him to ask what was wrong when Keegan put up a wall of flames around himself. She flinched and stepped back involuntarily. What Keegan didnt know was that the only reason she was worried about him was for the fact that she had nothing to work with. Now Ryuzaki was creating water and that was helping her out mentally as well as when it came to her power. Now if Keegan tried anything, Tiffany would snuff out his flame.
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Post by Deon on May 23, 2007 19:52:17 GMT -5
"Can't take the truth, huh?" Dementia yelled at Ryuzaki's back as he walked away. No answer.
"Denial. What a weakling," she scoffed in an undertone, making a face. She called tauntingly to Ryuzaki once more. "Too afraid to tell me I'm wrong, huh? Need to let off some..." she broke off in mid-sentence in surprise as she saw her breath rise in wispy curls, finally dissipating into the cold, clear air that sent shivers up her spine and goosebumps down her bare arms. "...steam?"
The unnatural blast of cold air hit hard, like a face full of icy water. She snarled like an animal as a her body shook with a violent shudder at the sudden cold; her tight, sleeveless tank top and cargo Capri's were no clothes to be wearing in this kind of weather. Dementia rose to her feet, with her eyes narrowed on her target. She had the look of intense hatred and anger, but there was a certain kind of dark light in her eyes: it was the thrill of the hunt. Turns out maybe this Ryuzaki wasn't just some wimp after all. What was that change she had seen earlier? His eyes flashed a different color once, just for an instant, when she accosted him with taunting words. This could get interesting. Might as well provoke it.
Disregarding the presence of their teacher entirely, Dementia rolled her shoulder back with a sickening pop and, with a face twisted in pain, pulled in one swift and bloody motion every single bone out of her right arm. They were fused together, with a pointed edge like a sword, and she brandished it with the touch of an expert.
"Come on, you imbecile! Prove me how right I am!"
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Post by Marr-ee on May 23, 2007 20:04:00 GMT -5
"ENOUGH....!!!!" Mr. Railen half shouted toward the fighting students. He mentally tried to calm himself. First the two students at the leaf burning now these students were getting into it with one pointing her configured bones as a sword toward another. He caught himself slowly shaking his head. Class had better start soon or he wouldn't have any students to teach. He cleared his throat and summoned his voice yet again only softer this time knowing that he got their attention. "Alright, Now that everyone knows each other, lets get down to business shall we. I think that I have made my decision on who to 'test' my powers on first. Dementia, would you please make your way toward me?" He called on her and stood up. He eye'd her closely. Her body was able to configure it that way that she wanted it to. He knew he had a plan for this student.
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Post by Deon on May 23, 2007 20:39:42 GMT -5
((Tee-hee... You called Dementia my name. Then again, I guess they're kinda similar. ^^))
Dementia's eyes flashed to Mr. Railen as he yelled to get their attention, and she stopped with her arm hanging in mid-air, her leg muscles tensed, ready entirely to spring on Ryuzaki. Her stare was dripping in venom as she reluctantly let her arm drop and complied with his demand, walking slowly and steadily to her teacher. She threw back hateful glances to the frozen Ryuaki with every step, still shivering with that unnatural coldness that prevailed through the area. Her mind was playing sick fantasies of dismembering the weakling limb by limb.
First I would tear off his fingernails... She took a step.
One by one, until he screamed for mercy. Another step.
Then I'd tear out his voicebox like I promised so he couldn't scream anymore. Again.
Then I'd rip off the rest of his appendages, until he was just a writhing little bug! Last step.
Dementia stopped in front of Mr. Railen and forced a fake smile that didn't reach her sinister eyes. The bone-sword slipped from her ivory fingers and fell to the grass with a soft thud. Dementia raised her empty hands up to her face in submission to her teacher.
"So, what are you going to do to me, Mr. Railen?" The question was innocent enough, but coming from her throat sounded almost threatening. Sarcasm now entered her voice, mixing with the previous tone. "It's not going to hurt, right?"
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Post by Marr-ee on May 24, 2007 23:06:06 GMT -5
Mr. Railen watched as she approached him and didn't make anymovement to return the smile that was forced upon her face. He raised his eyebrows with a sigh and raised one of his arms. "Tell me Dementia... What exactly is your power?" He asked her remembering the way it looked for her bones to contort out of shape. "No, It won't hurt you a bit, unless you don't cooperate right. Now... I need you to turn around and face your classmates. Do not be alarmed. My powers won't last long..." He said as he waited for her to turn her back on him, and hoping that she wouldn't fight him on this. Her temper needed to be changed one way, and with his power acting upon hers, her power wouldn't even exsist. He kept his raised eyebrow to her.
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Post by Deon on May 24, 2007 23:17:23 GMT -5
"Ah, Mr. Railen. I'm sure you catch the drift of what I can do. As was demonstrated, I am able to manipulate the bones in my body, as well as the organs, and regenerate the parts on the cellular level quickly to create something entirely new." Dementia turned around as she spoke, her hands still up in the air near her face. She gazed at the class with a smirk on her face, as she was the one whom the teacher decided to demonstrate on. It obviously meant that she was much better than they. She was strong enough to resist, but compliant enough to take it. She wasn't exactly sure what he was going to try, but it was better than sitting and listening to the mindless chatter of the weaklings around her in the class.
((Sucky... >>))
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Post by Marr-ee on May 24, 2007 23:26:14 GMT -5
Mr. Railen cringed inside of his mind at how she spoke to him and could only think about what she would do when he released his power upon her. He quickly eye'd the students that were sitting infront of him and his 'guinea pig' and could only mentally hope for the best and that she wouldn't be too made at him. If she did get out of line, she could have a whopping round in the danger room or another demonstration of his powers, if his powers held up that long. He wasn't sure how well she would react to his powers that was now going to somehow act as a vaccum on her and she wouldn't be able to use them. How he could only wish that he didn't have to concentrate so hard on the student's power and see the looks on everyone's faces in the crowd when it happened. "Alright Dementia... Now that you have done what I ask. I only ask you to just stand still... CLASS, please take note, that in my class - I can either help you...." He said and raised his hands close to her back, not touching, and finished. "Or hurt you mentally..." He said and instantly his eye's locked onto his hands and began to feel a sudden burst of energy leave him as he knew his power was being used, If all went well... She wouldn't be able to feel her powers. Wouldn't be able to move like she could, but was now restricted with a normal humans boundaries on movement. He waited to hear any sound from her form.
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Post by Deon on May 25, 2007 22:56:51 GMT -5
Dementia waited.
She counted the seconds as she stared at the expectant faces in class... at least, those who weren't preoccupied with that sulking Ryuzaki in the back. What an idiot. Still in denial about what was going on. And it was still too damn cold! An involuntary shudder ran through her body.
Dementia didn't know what she was expecting as Mr. Railen finished his short speech. Maybe some pain, something like an electric jolt as he exercised his powers on her... In fact, she didn't even know what Mr. Railen was going to do. All she felt was a little... lethargic. Strange. Usually in these conditions she felt intensely alert.
All of a sudden realization blew into her mind like a bullet shot point-blank at the back of her head. Her mouth dropped open as her eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets and her breath caught in the back of her throat, stopped up where her heart had leaped. She whirled around blindly, facing Mr. Railen with a look of more astonishment than anger, and immediately started to withdraw the bone from her right arm to create another sword like a reflex to any kind of danger.
The pointed piece of her ivory skeleton pierced her arm like a needle through a thin piece of cloth, but went up no farther than six centimeters out of her shoulder. A sick lump formed in the middle of her forearm where the all the bones in her hand, unable to be fully detached, had been pulled up through her fingers and wrist into a place where they sure as hell shouldn't be. Her deflated fingers flopped around in an inhuman fashion, regardless to the way they were supposed to move. Blood gushed in streaks down her arm as they escaped through the hole made by her bone that was unable to be closed, those streams of liquid life force fueled by broken and dislocated vessels unable to be repaired.
Dementia stared at her arm in disbelief, unable to feel the pain through the numbness of shock, before reality finally started to hit home. An unbearable pain shot through her arm as if hundreds of knives were flaying off the skin of her arm, and hundreds of people stood by to pour salt into the contracting muscles and pulsating veins. A bloodcurdling scream was halted by the writhing lump that had jumped into her throat and emerged merely as a strangled gasp. Her knees buckled and she fell onto the ground, her left hand clutching her arm with such a force as to cause purple bruises to emerge under her fingertips. Her nails broke the skin and provided another exit for her blood to flow, a stream that wouldn't stop until there was nothing left to drain--so was the nature of her humanity. She looked up at Mr. Railen with eyes of hatred blinded by pain, let go of her injured arm, and grabbed the sharpened set of bones that she had earlier let fall at her feet.
"You're... you're going to kill me!" she was finally able to scream as she pushed off the ground with a single-minded, fear-driven thought: to ram that sword into her teacher's gut.
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Post by Chibi Ryuzaki on May 28, 2007 13:47:21 GMT -5
"No, Dementia I agree with you." ~His voice was different now, the once happy tone was replaced with a cold and sinister one. Another blast of cold air. He then turned around. His once firery red eyes that were filled with life, were now icy blue filled with hatred. He then began to walk back to the group. He saw what had happened with Dementia and Mr. Railen. When he got to where Tiffany was sitting he knelt down and picked up his cylinder case, and opend it up, and procedded to pull out the sword that was encased in it. The sword had a 4 foot blade with a demsques(sp?) design.~ "Ryuzaki has a kind heart, please don't hold that agaisnt him, you all did at one time." ~By this time the air was fridged. Walked up and knelt down beside Dementia, and grabbed her arm.~ "You had best find someone who can heal that before it is to late, or before the cold starts to give you frostbite." He then started to leave the field, giving of a sinister laugh, as he left so did the cold air.~
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Post by jake on May 28, 2007 17:39:01 GMT -5
In the distance, about 100 yards away, one with terrible eyes could see an almost tripping boy run across the field, obviously rushing to get somewhere... apparently where they were. Almost collapsing after, the boy had run all the way to the class area, panting and out of breath. "Sorry I'm late..." He said, getting his breath back. "If you ask why... well, I really couldn't tell you myself. First it was the fact my watch stopped working and I was WAY too far away to know when everyone was coming and... again, I really can't tell you much better than that." Now almost depleted of energy, he fell on his bottom on the graas, which led to the first point of relief in the past few minutes that he had ever felt.
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Post by Deon on May 29, 2007 21:10:52 GMT -5
Dementia was jerked out of her sudden, violent rampage when she felt the icy touch of this Amadeus' fingers on her injured arm. His tight grip jerked her back painfully as she shot off towards her teacher and shifted her bones. She let out a startled cry of pain and shock, and the sword slipped from her hand.
The world swerved and spun beneath her eyes, as if she was seeing through the glass of a funhouse mirror. Her vision went in and out of focus and staggered, blindly, before she fell on the ground with a sickening crack as the dislocated bones in her arm, robbed of their inhuman strength, messily split. A few drops of blood transferred from her arm onto her face, robbed of any emotion but disbelief, so starkly visible against her perfect ivory skin... a blemish that showed her mortality. The pain was becoming unbearable. Her skin burned where Amadeus' icy touch had branded her. Her clear eyes lost their alert look and glazed over as she fought to stay conscious in the tempest seas that the world had become. It pitched and turned and whirled as she floated up into the sky, so lightheaded and detached, held to the ground only by that intense pain that throbbed through her arm in time with her heart. Oh, she could feel her heart pumping in her ears, and every convulsing motion rang with the sound of her life being forced out through her veins. She wanted so badly to let go, and let the ocean drag her under. She couldn't see, she couldn't hear, every sense that she possessed was overwhelmed by those knives that mercilessly carved her arms.
"Stop it, Mr. Railen! Stop it!" she pleaded desperately, barely able to raise the volume of her voice to more than a whisper.
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Post by Nikki[Heartbroken] on May 30, 2007 7:27:34 GMT -5
Keegan watched as the scene unfolded in front of him. The professor used his power on the girl and the guy Ryuzaki walked off, thankfully taking his cold air with him. Lowering his make-shift furnace, Keegan rubbed his hands against his arms and stood. Facing Tiffany, he sighed lightly. "Fine. Would you like to be my enemy or my ally? You can decide." Crossing his arms, Keegan averted his gaze and watched the proffesor and, from what it looked like, dying girl continue on with "class".
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