Guardians Taking Flight

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 12, 2011 13:09:35 GMT -5

Post by thormundsson on Feb 12, 2011 13:09:35 GMT -5

Thor moved his body slightly to the left as the large blade cut straight through him. The blade parted him with incredible ease as his body dissolved into clouds. He couldn't help a small grin that marred his face as the large pirate fell right into the trap. He had attacked precisely as Thor had predicted and neither of them seemed to have realized the fact that he was a Devil's fruit user.

He kept going, letting the blade cut him and in return sent a powerful blow into the man's chest. The force of the blow was lessened somewhat due to one of his hands having turned into clouds to escape death and the fact that the man seemed totally ignorant of the pain. It was however powered by the weight of the hammer as well as his muscles and so it had to have had some effect. "At least I hope so" Thor thought as he jumped back from the large man.

He looked at them both as his body began to merge back together, the large cut through his upper body nothing but a hazy cloud as it congealed back into his arm and shoulder. "This is why I said the two of you do not stand a chance against me!" his voice thundering from his lungs to emphasize the statement. "But I am done playing games with you two animals" He said as he put his hammer back in it's sheath on his back.

"Cloud Cloud Gungnir!" Thor said as he pointed his fist at the younger pirate, the one who had been so arrogant this entire time. A large white spear blasted out at the kid, aiming straight at his chest. There was no blade on it, his fruit not allowing him to sharped these things but the force would send the kid flying into the nearest building.

"You are both going down, pirate scum" he yelled as the spear reached it's top speed.

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 12, 2011 16:51:28 GMT -5

Post by BEX on Feb 12, 2011 16:51:28 GMT -5

The jarring blow rattled his teeth as a pressure from the cool, gassy substance hovering in front of him sent skidding backwards a few paces before he was able to gather his wits enough to jab the glimmering cutlass into the ground just enough to slow his progress. Sparks flew as the unyielding cobblestone made it impossible to drive the point straight through, but eventually he came to a stop before he dropped to one knee gasping for the air that had been forced out of him. His head dropped down with a wide eyed expression as both the shock and the lack of air made it impossible for him to look up,

“What was that?!” he wondered sharply in his mind; he had never considered that the man could also attack him while using that magic to defend himself and it seemed as if the Captain’s blow had simply passed right through him.

It was all unbelievable. Everything that had happened since the moment that Nathaniel’s blade had pierced the man, yet caused no pain was simply unbelievable. With dark clouds rumbling angrily overhead the usually diligent mercenary wondered what either he or Bardolf could do to harm this man; it seemed that truly the man was a god at least in that he was invulnerable. When he finally stood up holding with a loose grip to his weapon his eyes remained sheltered by the wavy brown hair that matted to his forehead thick with perspiration. After a moment of waver and his chest’s rhythm had returned to normal he raised his head with a callous, impassionate face as he stared in the direction where the Commander and Bardolf were still clashing unperturbed by the developments that the boy had thought about. Even with her comrade fighting against two pirates, the Navy girl remained rooted to the spot she had fallen in which made Nathaniel wonder whether there was any bond between these marines at all. His focus returned to the fight and his eyes lingered, no, simmered as the took in the form of the bulky men fighting,

“I’ll find a way to kill you…just you wait…” he said with seething passion burning in him, but he remained unmoved from his spot as he watched his Captain duel the marine futilely.

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 13, 2011 6:03:05 GMT -5

Post by Tim Curry on Feb 13, 2011 6:03:05 GMT -5

Just as Bardolf entered the state of "Odin's Wrath" he was subjected to a blow from the marine who should have been near dead.
The realities of the man were as clear as day now, he could shif into clouds and be made up from them at any time, giving him near-invulnerability.
The blow itself was weak, especially in comparison to the man's previous blows and in the state that Bardolf was in he needed only one arm to swat it away.
Odin's Wrath was more a biological power than anything else, it was the combination of vast amounts of Cortisol and Adrenaline giving him overflowing energy but at the cost of the man's wellbeing.

Bardolf was born with the strange ability of being able to control his hormone glands but never fully realised this fact.
Any time that he would take use of this anomoly he did so on a subconcious level, closing off or fully opening glands without the slightest intuition as to what was happening inside him.
Earlier when he calmed himself while in a state of sheer rage he had unkowingly closed off his fight or flight glands allowing him to see the situation through level eyes.
The reason that Odin's Wrath causes harm to Bardolf is for the fact that it overuses Cortisol that gives massive energy through upping the blood sugar level and converting of fat, carbohydrate and protein into energy but at the cost of those reserves.
Bardolf crafted a body for himself that is near perfectly trained, while having superflous muscles in many area he has a null level of body fat.
Thus, once the Cortisol eats through Bardolf's reserves it will consume his muscles for protein and carbohydrate.
Needless to say this causes intense agony to him and can also cripple his muscular structure.
Worst case scenario it may end up killing him one day if the rampaging Cortisol decides to take a chunk out of the heart, the most important muscle of all, killing him instantly.

While Bardolf himself neither knows nor understands any of this, his instincts have alerted him to the fact that overuse of Odin's Wrath is both painful and deadly.
His time limit for it when he has normal levels of reserves is about 5 minutes, past that everything goes downhill.

The adrenaline was causing him to inhale and exhale rapidly, getting oxegen to each of his limbs as quickly as possible.
He knew that his opponent was invicible, or at least seemingly so, but he cared no longer, he was operating on pure instinct now.
The instant he saw the marine launch some form of projectile at Nathan he jumped behind him and applied enough force to his neck for a full rotation.

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 13, 2011 20:08:30 GMT -5

Post by thormundsson on Feb 13, 2011 20:08:30 GMT -5

A storm approached Pecos town. All those out in the streets rushed to finish their duties an get home as the winds began to pick up and the sky darkened.

Thor couldn't help but get a sense of vertigo as the man turned his head completely around. Of course there hadn't been any damage as he neck had simply dissolved and was now extended a good 30 cm form his shoulders as to level with the large pirate's eyes.

Thor used this moment to his advantage. Grabbing his hammer with both hands he swung around, using both the momentum of the spin as well as his own strength to send a shattering blow into the pirate's side. The blow should crack ribs and send him to the ground, if here were completely normal. Thor had realized, though, that this man was somewhat of a beast.

The blow did allow him to escape the man's grasp. His body forming back together into his solid form. He took a step back so that he was between the two pirates and Nali, who had been sitting in the ground the entire time. "get up marine, now!" he said with a commanding tone in his voice.

"The two of you should stop wasting time and surrender. Neither one of you has any chance of taking me down, have I not proven it so!" he shouted at the two pirates as he turned around. He stood there for a few moments, the wind blowing his large coat around. "have to finish this before the rain begins" Thor thought to himself, knowing the limit his powers granted him. After a few breaths he lifted both of his hands, aiming one arm at each of the pirates. "Cloud Cloud Mjollnir" he said as his hands formed into two massive hammers that slammed at his two opponents...

Last Edit: Feb 13, 2011 20:56:59 GMT -5 by thormundsson

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 13, 2011 23:15:26 GMT -5

Post by BEX on Feb 13, 2011 23:15:26 GMT -5

(OOC: I’m gonna go for yer idea Thor)

Another lumping mass of amorphous moisture particles came charging at Nathan however this time it seemed to be that the lumps were moving simultaneous with both himself and Captain as the target; something that he couldn’t condone as his eyes quickly morphed to a fiercer light. Lightening flashed once as the dense mass of clouds made their way to Nathan, but this time the young man had already eased his cutlass out of his sheath and now it whirled expertly in his hands just as the cloud came crashing upon him. With fluidity that was almost supernatural his cutlass flickered in several directions as slashing wildly at the ominous gas in front of him with nothing in his heart as he became one with his sword.

Skinning the Frog.
His blade whirled around him in a quickly circular motion while he remained motionless as still as if he hadn’t moved an inch as the cloud seemed to recoil from his attack, but now confidence drove him on and he’d show this Marine that there was no need for them to fear any law official. A spark of light rose from the cobblestone as the tip of the cutlass grazed it surface before Nathan held it horizontally in front of him while posing on the balls of his feet.

Feeding the Heron.
Instantly the blade flashed forward where it then seemed to disappear and the only indication of his weapon existing would come from the faint glimmers that marked the air infrequently in several places while, he, Nathaniel whirled like a dancer smoothly. The spinning shredded through the man’s attack and there was coldness in his movement as he continued to twirl while hacking away at the softness of the mass that hovered around him, yet fearing nothing as his movements drew him closer to the overzealous officer. Finally with a flourish that saw him leap through the air before flipping acrobatically while slashing through his rotation he landed in a curtsy like fashion; the pose was elegant, yet retained a fierce regality,

“Taming The Shrew…” Nathan smiled cruelly as his bowed head slowly erected itself so that Thor would catch the evil light that came from the distant lightening reflecting in the youthful face of the determined boy; he was not only certain that he’d kill this man, but he’d do with style, “…now then Mr. Marine, how shall you admit your defeat?” he asked complete with a sneer,

“…or shall you decide to parlay your way out shame?”

His gaze would deepened into dark pools of mocking disdain as he looked up haughtily towards the Commander, he had no doubt that the Captain would defeat the meager technique even given his setback with the uses of Odin’s Wrath. Lightening glimmered in the background as the storm finally fell upon the town around them lifting dust and other debris sending people visibly scurrying for shelter regardless of whether the pirates were still on the loose or not. Only the men and the girl watching remained, but as far as Nathan was concerned it was only him and the burly peasant of a man who had sought to prove himself to superior to him,

“There will be no honor in your defeat Marine” he made that point clear as day before the final clash began.

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 16, 2011 18:14:28 GMT -5

Post by thormundsson on Feb 16, 2011 18:14:28 GMT -5

It was hard not to feel satisfied when the large man slammed into the wall of the nearest building. He had apparently not been fast enough to dodge his blow nor had he gotten the idea to try and slice it, like the kid had. There was no feeling better than to take down pirates, especially so overconfident ones.

The feeling was bittersweet though, as the kid had escaped the blow. Thor knew exactly why it had happened. His mastery over his power was lacking and he couldn't maintain full speed and consistency in his moves if he attacked two targets. He was going to have to train as hard as he could to try and make up for his weakness.

The kid had jumped onto the nearest roof and was watching as Thor assembled himself again. The rain was falling like mad now and the wind had picked up a lot. The increase in the wind meant that one of his moves was possible to achieve and so he was left with only one option.

He took a step forward, gathering his powers as much as he could, clouds flowing from underneath him and out of his body, shrouding him in a thick mist. "Cloud Cloud Jormundgar" he shouted and a massive serpent emerged from the mist, it's body white and foaming. It surged towards the kid, and it looked like he'd be swept aside by the massive sky serpent.

above, the noise of thunder and flash of lighting was drawing ever closer....

(jack, you know the plan, just don't make the fellas get off too easy, otherwise I'll look like a complete pushover

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 17, 2011 12:36:20 GMT -5

Post by BEX on Feb 17, 2011 12:36:20 GMT -5

(OOC:

. Not sure what that was about Calico, but umm...if you like I can do a thread with you bro, but this one's for ppl that are in the Shield division and it's about to end. Sorry

)

Nathan rolled away from the surging mass of dense fluff that erupted from the man; yet another sign of the man’s magic, but there was nothing to be done for the Captain who know laid embedded in a nearby building. The scrawny boy’s face had become gaunt at the sight of his leader’s defeat, but he knew that in using ‘Odin’s Wrath’, Bardolf had been flirting with death since the beginning. With hair now slick with the dewy drops of water he stared thoughtfully in the direction of his fallen boss, remembering the days when the brutish man had trouble doing the simplest of tasks yet smiling even through suffering the ridicule of the other members; it hadn’t taken long at all for that man to take leadership of the band of ruffians,

“Boss…just don’t die…I’ll do it for you” he thought as the soft texture of his eyes faded away leaving only stone as his gaze now set upon the marine, an overwhelming feeling filled him giving him goosebumps, “…I WILL do it for you…” he promised silently as he gripped the now soaking felt-coated hilt of the cutlass.

Taking the man on in a head on fight would simply lead to him eventually making a mistake and losing, no, there had to be another way. His beady eyes blinking through the sheet of rain that obscured both their visions he would circle the man cautiously with muscles tensed to pounce away at a moment’s notice, but his mind lay elsewhere, searching for the key to victory; a victory even his boss hadn’t attained. A crack of lightening would illuminate the immediate area and for a brief instant both partisans would get a clear image of each other in the downpour. If the officer looked closely he would see a horrible leer on the young, smooth face of Nathaniel; he’d figured it out!

Wasting no time to mince words with the Marine he quickly ran towards a few barrels that where leaning against a small house and stepped high onto the top before throwing himself upward trying to get a firm grip of the shingles above, no easy task in the rain. Remembering that the Marine could attack at any time made the lad grind his teeth sound loudly the noise overwhelmed the sound of the torrential down pour around him as he hoisted himself to the slanted roof of the house. Jabbing his blade’s tip into the roof as an anchor he shook his head vigorously throwing his hair every direction in an impressive spray to flash a white toothed smile at the man below; his time had come and Nathaniel would be the one to deliver the killing blow, as it was always meant to be,

“Too bad, Marine!” he shouted with one hand cupping over his mouth in hopes of making the message more effective, “It looks like for all your talk of justice, you nothing, but another Neanderthal!” he continued, but he was already moving towards the tallest building with a flat surface only three houses down; if he made it then the attack to end this entire battle could made.

Pride had never been a driving a factor in Nathan’s countenance, but in this battle something inside churned with the desire to prove a point, something that he could touch, but not label and it scared him. Pushing aside these thoughts he poured himself entirely into balancing on the slick surfaces of the various shaped buildings as he leaped onto the roof of the second house, one more and he’d win!

“I WILL win!”

Last Edit: Feb 17, 2011 12:37:07 GMT -5 by BEX

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 19, 2011 18:28:29 GMT -5

Post by Tim Curry on Feb 19, 2011 18:28:29 GMT -5

After attempting to decapitate his opponent Bardolf was blown aside by the force of his hammer's swing.
It did little damage to him but he had not anticipated an attack and as such was sent flying through a nearby wall.
The timber was torn asunder by the motion of Bardolf, but before he could do the same to the proceeding wall he stopped himself by kicking both legs down violently, halting his motion dead.
The incredible energy continued to soar through him, though he only had a couple of minutes left before it posed risk to his life.
He was only out of battle for roughly 15 seconds, yet in that time the fight progressed on rapidly and the storm clouds rocketed closer still.
Gathering all of his available power, Bardolf shot himself out into the street and faced the marine with a look of excitement and sheer anger.

"It's time to end this farce, magic or no magic, I will utterly decimate you."
It seemed that Nathan shared his thoughts as he prepared to unleash his penultimate technique.
He had always kept his final technique as a last resort, it seemed as if he did not feel that it was yet time to stake his life in battle.
What he was about to let loose now would be more than enough however, especially since he seemed to have found the weakness in the man's seemingly impenitrable defence.
Bardolf looked closely at Nathan, he had finally eliminated his greatest failing, his lack of confidence in his own abilities.
A young boy with little battle experience like him was bound to evolve greatly during battle as he refined his skills, Bardolf felt that by the end of this battle he would renew himself completely, and in such power up considerably.
But Bardolf cut sentimentality from his mind then as he focused purely on destroying the opponent in front of him.
But he was interrupted by Nathan's exclamations of will for victory.
Since the beginning this had been his battle after all, plus Bardolf had little interest in the man so he stopped himself.
To add to this he came out of "Odin's Wrath" by returning his glands and hormones to normal working order, though he kept them available in case of any future battling necessary for him to take part in.
For then all he could do was wait and see how the conclusion turned out.

Last Edit: Feb 20, 2011 15:40:25 GMT -5 by Tim Curry

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 19, 2011 22:55:19 GMT -5

Post by thormundsson on Feb 19, 2011 22:55:19 GMT -5

"Have you not figured out that it is pointless to keep fighting me" Thor shouted as the boy rolled away from his attack and leaped from building to building whilst shouting something to his captain. The large man had gotten up, bleeding from a lot of cuts and bruised all over as he emerged from the ruined house.

"I'll deal with you later, you seem to lack the skill of your partner and you have truly become just a beast" Thor said as he turned back towards the kid, now jumping and climbing to get to the highest point in the town, for some unknown reason. "Cloud Cloud Bifrost" the tall marine shouted as a large bridge of clouds began to form ahead of him, heading somewhat above and beyond the kid. He merged himself with the clouds and moved at an alarming speed towards the kid, the bridge blowing away as he went.

"Time for you to face judgment, pirate!" he shouted as he reassembled himself and jumped off the bridge, unsheathing his hammer as he went. The kid was now at the highest building and Thor was above him, raising his hammer as he dropped down. He threw the hammer with all of his might, sending it straight at the kid, there was no way he would miss. But the kid didn't seem to dodge, just raised his sword in a peculiar blocking motion. "damn you" Thor thought to himself as all the pieces puzzled themselves together.

(OOC: I've set the stage, jack, you know the plan

let's end this thread. Oh and monkey, send me a pm on where you want to have your recruitment thread.)

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 20, 2011 7:42:45 GMT -5

Post by Cirrus on Feb 20, 2011 7:42:45 GMT -5

(OOC: RAWR unneeded post >_> I got damn lost thanks to Shadey and Flame so I'm gonna teleport over here....)

Haru punched the wall in frustration. He had followed the marine girl back over here, and she was not easy to follow either, only to see the dying embers of what must have been a spectacular fight. If only he had ignored that kid's advice! He would have been able to help this...cloud person take out these two pirates. Now he was resigned to sitting there, useless, watching. To make matters worse it had started to look like a storm. Sighing, the marine Commander picked up his den den mushi.

"Li. I found one of the missing girls, return here. There's a rather epic fight going on."

There was no reply. This confused Haru, because the Ensign seemed more than capable of looking after himself. Perhaps he had been careless and broken his den den. Haru was not to know that his comrade had in fact been captured and shipped off, no; he was clueless. He punched the wall again. Not only was he being ignored by the mysterious marine known as Li, not only was it going to rain, not only had he missed the fight, but now he was being ripped for it by the only marine participant of the combat!

He looked over to the girl, whose name was apparently Nali, and helped her up. She was pretty, pretty enough for Haru to instinctively flinch. Girls of her calibre had a habit of hugging him with excessive force and smothering his face with smooches. When no such behaviour seemed imminent, the marine Commander loosened up. Introducing himself, Haru broke the ice.

"Commander Haru Kuwa, nice to meet ya."

After a little pause he added,

"And you must be Nali. It's a little odd, girls like you often attack me..."

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 20, 2011 21:33:31 GMT -5

Post by BEX on Feb 20, 2011 21:33:31 GMT -5

(OOC: Meh, Thor ya should have just let the rp roll things out now I’m kinda stuck in a position where I gotta guess what you meant. Oh well…)

Nathan smiled whimsically as lightening crackled angrily and the hairs on that back of his neck prickled with wanton energy that had begun to gather. The eager bulking man had thrown himself into harm’s way and now, Nathan would decide the end of this match as his sword was raised towards the sky as the hammer descended upon his confident figure; there was no room for cowardice now. Gripping the damp felt hilt in his hands he watched as an almighty surge of lightened loosed from the sky towards him…and straight through the marine; no man, not even one with magical powers could survive that!

“HAHAHA! You can’t save yourself now Marine!” he laughed a bit manically as many blocks lit with the bright flash of lightening that struck the tip of the cutlass with a resounding crack sending thousands of volts surging through his body as the man above him would seem to be illuminated by the light like himself.

Everything swirled in a sensation of heat, color, and pain, but the determined youth retained his train of thought as he watched gleefully as the man above seemed to be pierced by the same lightening as himself even as he could hear the audible cracks that came from his body. When silence filled the area again Nathan’s body struck the ground with such force that the house that he had landed nearby shook slightly as wisps of smoke wafted into the air filled with the stench of charred flesh among other things. As he weakly lifted his head, the disfigured boy could not escape the overwhelming scent of seared flesh around him and it was driving him insane, so much so that he attempted to rise to his feet by pushing himself up with his arms. Only the two arms at his side no longer responded to him.

“What…what is this?” he breathed as he willed his arms to move again yet his body remained motionless and it was only after those few moments of clarity that the pain filled his mind, body, and soul.

Disabled by the intense hurt he screamed until he could taste blood in his already injured throat, but even this didn’t stifle his noise as he called for his crewmates, his captain, for anyone to save him from this horrible pain. His dusty brown hair had fallen out of his head leaving scarred flesh that still glowed with the remnants of heated skin and both arms lay uselessly about as his legs thrashed wildly in a futile attempt to escape the pain wreaking havoc on his mind. Biting down on his teeth he felt softness where there should have been hard enamel filling him with fear atop the fresh waves of pain that washed down his what remaining sanity he had left. Looking to where he could dimly make out the figure of his bulking, muscular Captain, he flashed a toothless smile followed by a guttural noise reminiscent of laughter as he rolled onto his pain feeling as the scarred skin there cracked and pussed beneath the shredded remains of his clothing,

“I did it…sir…you see?” his voice sounded warbled and in actuality his words made no sense through his destroyed mouth, but he couldn’t hear for the blast had severely damaged his ear canal leaving him all, but deaf.

All that remained of Nathaniel was a mangled distorted figure that could only grasp at what once been his life, now only a distant memory as drool fell down the side of his smiling face paying no mind to what had happened to the officer he had been clashing with for so long.

(OOC: And Cirrus, lol. You do realize the chances of Nali answering you in this thread are basically nil?)

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 23, 2011 16:11:37 GMT -5

Post by Tim Curry on Feb 23, 2011 16:11:37 GMT -5

The final clash was but a blur to Bardolf, the flash of lightning obscured his vision at the last moment.
Looking on again he witnessed a shocking sight, Nathan was lying on the floor, mangled and singed near beyond recognition.
At this Bardolf started to run over, the boy seemed to recognise him and mumbled something at him, though Bardolf hadn't the faintest idea what he was said.
He was right next to him then, he saw his figure in full detail.
Nathan was now a brutal image, especially when contrasted to what he had once been.
Bardolf began to weep silently, Nathan was like a younger brother to him, he had always considered him his only real family.
And yet he had been struck down now, not by the Marine but by the force of nature itself.
The emotions within Bardolf swirled like a great maelstrom, he felt so much anger, pain and regret yet had nothing to strike out against, he felt as helpless as a child.
His crying changed to howls of anguish as he shouted to the very heavens themself in search of a reason behind this plight.
He was moments before going into a full berserker fury but he held himself back, for Nathaniel's sake.
The most important thing right now was that he get him out of here and into care as soon as humanly possible.
All his pride and battle hunger had dissipated, he no longer cared that he was retreating, and in so turning his back on his way of life.
He was now putting Nathan ahead of his own agenda and in such, he had grown as a man.
He was no longer a rampaging beast without purpose, he now had things to protect and in such he felt a power welling up in him far beyond any he had felt before, even beyond odin's wrath.
He gently lifted Nathan into his arms after crying his final tear, swiftly he turned and began walking towards the bay taking no notice of the marines around him past keeping track of their movements should they try to assault Nathan.
(Sorry for making this thread so long but it shall end at the moment of my next post, you have my word ^^")

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 25, 2011 18:38:36 GMT -5

Post by thormundsson on Feb 25, 2011 18:38:36 GMT -5

The pain throughout his body was incredible, he couldn't focus and the kid that had stood before him had vanished, he couldn't see anything but a hazy white mist. The pain throughout his ravaged body was a hundred times worse than any real wound he had suffered, this was what it was like to be struck down by a god.

Onlookers could see the large marine falling through the sky, his body having been struck by a mighty bolt of lightning as he struck out at the kid. Seemed the young pirate had used his sword as a lightning rod, trying to take down the marine by taking the lightning through it. "heh, clever" was the only thing that Thor could manage to say be for he punched through the air and burst through a thatched roof of a building far below.

His devils fruit power saved him from instant death. He had grown so used to them that he didn't have to be fully aware to change, it happened as a reflex. So he was alive but he lay unconscious in the remains of a table and a meal that a family had been enjoying. The last thing that went through his mind before darkness took him was a curse towards the pirate and a prayer that he'd have the chance to annihilate him another time.

(Exit the thread here as it has dragged on long enough. Monkey: send me a pm on where you want me to recruit you.

And Jack: I'll pm you for future threads)

thanks for some great rp, guys

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Guardians Taking Flight Feb 26, 2011 9:08:37 GMT -5

Post by Tim Curry on Feb 26, 2011 9:08:37 GMT -5

Walking on with Nathan in hand, Bardolf made his way through the crowd that had gathered due to all the commotion and noise that the battle had caused.
The civilians parted and left a path for Bardolf to walk through, mostly out of fear.
"Hey, isn't that the guy who has been rampaging through the town?"
"Yeah, I heard his crew have been pillaging and stealing ever since they arrived!"
"Shut up you to, do you have a death wish or something?"

Bardolf had no care for their pointless words, all he cared for now was Nathan's health.
The medical facilities on the island were lack-lustre, to add to that the marines would simply take them down while Nathan recieved treatment, there was no place for them here anymore.
Once he had exited the area of activity Bardolf started to run, he was in some pain from the Backlash of Odin's wrath but it was nothing compared to the pain that Nathan must have been feeling.
As luck would have it, when they arrived at the ship the crew was already on board.
"Ahoy cap'n, hey is that Nathan? What's up with the lad?"
Bardolf walked up the plank connecting the ship to the dock silently.
On board Nathaniel's condition was plain to see.
"Sweet Jesus..."
"We have no time to lose, we disembark immediately."
"But captain, the lad needs attention immediately!"
"That's exactly why we're leaving, set course for strawberry hill, it's Nathan's only hope of being revived!"
There were some murmurs but the crew complied without real question...

[Exit thread and roll on the next one! I shall pm you soon enough Thor, dinnae worry]

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