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Jun 3, 2017 0:24:55 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 3, 2017 0:24:55 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya didn't bat an eyelash at the appearance of the devil. The red-haired man had a look of discomfort upon realizing that he was a second too early to the finale. Her grip on the man's throat tightened to send Catharsis a clear message: admit that he was wrong. She glared silent daggers at him as he spoke with ease, innocently claiming that he was mistaken. Funny, they both knew the real motives in the man's words and yet, they were on the same page, acting like they didn't know.
Anya huffed, watching the he-demon swagger off to queue the elevator with a press of a button. She followed after him, but not before finishing off the struggling person. All it took was a strong squeeze to disintegrate him. The Slayer rolled her shoulders, cracking a few joints here and there, studying the Empath. She wanted to know what game he was playing at now that she had stupidly dragged herself into it. Asking him would do her no good now that she had seen his colors.
"You're full of shit," Anya spat out. She kept her personal space away from him, standing to the opposite. Her foot tapped impatiently, her arms crossed as she watched the numbers light up at a snail's pace. Ugh, of course they were going to the top floor. The Slayer snuck a look at him, mumbling, "yeah, fucking heal me."
Might as well.
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Jun 3, 2017 18:06:36 GMT -5
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Jun 3, 2017 18:05:28 GMT -5
Post by catharsis on Jun 3, 2017 18:05:28 GMT -5
 GIVE ME ALL YOUR ENERGY
LOVE ME LIKE AN ENEMY Cat made a point of not focusing on the man Anya killed while he walked away, rubbing his neck for a moment as he leaned back in the elevator and kept an eye on her. With most people, he'd respond to her accusation with some dumbfounded response feigning innocence or twisting her words. There was no point with this one; he just smiled in a way that was sharper than his usual. When he spoke, there was a edge that cut into his tone, "I could say worse about you."Just as quickly, his smile softened into its usual and he shrugged. "But there's no reason why we can't work together. At least, not if it's fun and exciting." As he let his hand fall, he spread a burst heal onto Anya. Better to get it done and over with than have her ask him for something better later. With that, he was given a chance to let his eyes stray from the other woman. They were almost there, he was pretty sure. Just as quickly, he looked back at Anya, as if more worried about her than whatever was waiting for them on the top floor. In all honesty, he was. "We should be nearing the really exciting part soon." He said, less bite to his words. Cat was finally starting to come off of his anger, just a smidge, and he was not at all happy with the situation he'd dug himself into. He would have to be quick, or regardless of whether or not they failed the quest, he was going to regret everything. There was a ding, and the elevator doors opened and he waited for Anya to move, motioning and offering a sweet smile and a, "Ladies first." The moment she rushed into the fray of people waiting for them on the high tech floor, if she did, he would dart off and let her take the heat while collecting anything that could resemble the artifact they were looking for. After all, anything that wasn't the object they were looking for, he could just sell. Basically, anything small enough he could pick up that looked like it did something fun, or even just flashy.
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Jun 3, 2017 22:14:09 GMT -5
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Jun 3, 2017 22:12:46 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 3, 2017 22:12:46 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya's eye narrowed at him, recognizing her own words were being thrown back at her. Just fucking classy this one. She bit back her tongue when she felt the heal come through, restoring a bigger chunk of health than she had expected. The Slayer blinked, taking a look at the lit up numbers until it had finally hit the one they were looking for. The door slid open with a ding revealing a small room. A lab facility of some sort with a small glass room right smack dab in the middle. Fancy.
The female strolled in casually to take a look around noticing that the four walls featured bullet proof windows installed for scientists to safely view their experiments from the other side. She quirked an eyebrow at the item encased in a glass dome, protected by a smaller glass box or room. Nothing else. Anya huffed walking down the single walkway towards it. Whatever the fuck that thing was, it was probably what Cat had set his sights on. No harm in walking out with it now that they had landed themselves into deep shit.
Anya raised her gauntlet up at the glass, estimating the amount of force she would need. Anything more would send shards flying left and right. Stepping forward, Anya let her fist smash into the wall separating her from the prize. Letting her arm drop to her side, she watched blankly as the dent began to spread into smaller cracks until it ultimately shattered at her feet. Smirking, Anya went on to break open the dome casing, reaching in for the strange belt.
Alarms blared shortly after and with it, marching of feet that came from one side of the room. Fucking shit. Without a second thought, Anya tossed the advanced techno belt at the Empath, expecting him to catch it with ease. "Alright, now let's fuck them up and go," she shouted out. [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 9/10] ♦ catharsis im tired and shitposting [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 3, 2017 22:56:06 GMT -5
Post by catharsis on Jun 3, 2017 22:56:06 GMT -5
GIVE ME ALL YOUR ENERGY
LOVE ME LIKE AN ENEMY Catharsis had to admit he was deeply disappointed that there wasn't a bunch of excess loot hanging around. A puzzle, though, that was definitely something he could handle- or, you know, not. Before he could even say anything, Seneca had punched right through the glass and left him staring as the alarms began to blare. He was getting ready to have to fight his way out, when Seneca actually tossed him the thing he was after in the first place. He caught it, staring at it for a brief moment while she said something about fighting together. This fucking idiot. He blinked back up at the woman who had nearly strangled him to death just maybe an hour ago, maybe even less than that, and smiled. He even cast a final heal her way, because he was feeling generous, before he bolted. Using his middle finger to tap on the other side of that bullet-proofed glass away from Anya - just in case she might miss him leaving, of course - he ran around towards the other stairwell that brutes hadn't poured out of yet, opening the door only to come face to face with some more of them. Laughing nervously, he raised his hands for a moment before disappearing as the technology in his hand teleported him further down the stairwell and closer to his not-so-clean escape.
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Jun 3, 2017 23:19:26 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 3, 2017 23:19:26 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya felt revitalized after the final heal had her filled up to the brim on health. The Slayer cracked a wide smile, rolling her shoulders in anticipation. "Fuck yeah!" she yelled out. She was eager to start mowing down the minions with Catharsis' help, her eye locked on the stream of black-suited men. She dove right into the middle of the mob as they surrounded her on all sides. Well, it was fine now that she had someone who could heal her. It was cool, she could handle the aggro.
Just a few seconds in, she could feel hands reach out to restrain her while others turned into fists pummeling down on her. Fucking shit. Anya snarled, twisting and turning to break free, swiping at any NPC in range. She pushed herself through the wall after realizing that hey, maybe she needed more than just a fucking heal. Instinctively, she looked up at the window when she heard a tapping sound. Her expression changed immediately into rage upon realizing that she was just conned and left for dead.
"I'll fucking kill you, you little prick!"
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