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Post by jokerforever on Mar 10, 2012 21:10:00 GMT -5
Location: Deep within the jungles of India, headed toward Tibet and Everest.
Scourge huffed at another bug that had decided to taste the flesh of his arm. He slapped at it, irritated, but more insects took its place, persisting that he become their hot, sweaty lunch. The air was moist, thick, and hot, though the shade offered a little comfort.
Scourge had been hiking through the jungle for hours, hoping to come across a settlement of sorts, but India's lands weren't as tame as Scourge had predicted. It was filled with deadly or just plain annoying wildlife and the weather was insane. Almost as much as he was.
Already Scourge had been chased up a tree by a tiger, who he finally noticed wasn't paying a bit of attention to his huddle form in the trees. Apparently, it had been stalking some kind of large pig. Scourge had never seen a boar, but he did hear one. The tiger which had frightened him seemed to be uninterested in his sweaty form and had only approached because it was curious, though it had stayed well enough back, Scourge had still been rather frightened by the large cat's appearance.
He wasn't actuly sure where he was headed or where he was. He simply walked aimlessly, wearing his standard armour, though his robe was nearly folded in the large pack that's was the new addition to his equipment. It held water, iodine, and food, which he had hunted and gathered himself.
Turns out, porcupine wasn't half bad. Just shoot it wih an arrow, pluck out the quills, skin it, and set it over a nice warm fire. Only problem was that the smell of meat liked to attract predators. The iodine would come in handy if he ran out of bottled water.
Getting to India wasn't easy. He couldn't get a passport, so he ended up hijacking a plane. Which wasn't as easy as cake, or cutting one. After that it was all about just slaughtering the passengers and holding the pilot hostage, demanding that he fly the plane oversees to Mombai, which was his original destination anyway, otherwise Scourge wouldn't have hijacked the large plane for fear of running out of fuel.
Once they arrived at Mombai there was the long process of landing, killing the pilot, and playing tag with cops and bullets, which Scourge got to pull from his skin after he had fled into the jungle. Luckily, he had only been shot twice. One on his arm, the other on his hip. He had removed the bullets himself, but the wounds still pained him.
After another half hour of walking, Scourge came across a shack. The only reason a shack would be so far out and secluded was if it belonged to a shamen or something. Scourge really didn't care. He had found shelter, that was all.
An old man was plucking leaves from a small tree, not seeming to notice Scourge's arrival. Sighing, Scourge knocked an arrow and aimed. His bow was already ready to go. Scourge had been sure to put it together as soon as he had managed to escape the authorities. He figured he was about twenty or so miles from Mombai now.
The old man turned just as Scourge released the arrow, and with a surprised expression, fell dead to the ground, the black shafted arrow hurried in his head. Scourge ignored the body and moved into the shack.
As soon as he entered, he seemed to be in a kitchen of sorts. It had a rough table and two chairs. The rest of the furniture was of no importance. The next room had a decently sized bed, a bookshelf, and a grey, wooden nightstand. The third and smallest room was just a tub filled the old fashioned way. With a bucket.
Oh well. It wasn't much, but there was a bed. He would spend the night here before moving on. He had nothing to fear. No one would waste their time tracking him this far into the jungle. Unconcerned, Scourge layed his pack on the nightstand, set his weapons by the bed, undressed and placed his clothes at the end of the bed, then crawled in naked and cool, glad to finally be able to relax.
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 11, 2012 10:27:07 GMT -5
(Will continue to add on until I either reach a specific point or until someone intervines.)
The next morning wasn't much differant from the last. The air was hot, thick, and humid and clouded in the shack enough to make Scourge completely skip a bath in the manually filled bath tub and quickly slip on his cloths and gather his things in a rush to flee the confining little building. He quickly strung his ebony bow and slug it over his shoulder where he could easily retrieve it should the need come. He then gathered whatever clean water he could find in the shack, but didn't burden himself with food. He could hunt and gather. The jungle was flourishing and he doubted there would be a shortage of prey any time soon.
Slipping silently out of the shack, he quickly scanned for intruders before darting back into the insect filled undergrowth and back into the jungle where he would stay for the remainder of the day. He needed to find high ground. If he couldn't see or didn't know where he was going or where he was at, how could he expect to find the mountain range that would lead him to Tibet and Everest?
For hours he walked, seeing nothing but bugs and critters. No tigers disturbed his trek this time. They were probably napping in the shade somewhere. The sun had clawed it's way high into the sky, and Scourge suspected it must be late noon. He needed a rest, so he stopped by a stream and sat on a rock, body distorted by the dappled sunlight and shade. He pulled out a bottle of water and drank it down. It was his third that day. He was sure he had enough water to last, but he filled the empty bottles with strand water and mixed it with iodine just to be safe. He might not find such a clear stream later.
At the stream he dozed, thinking of how far he had come. If he followed the water upstream, he might be able to find a village, but they were likely to be hostile. News would certainly travel faster then he would. He hadn't managed to travel very far from Mombai, after all. But the village might have mules or even cars he could snatch. Walking to Tibet would take weeks. Weeks he didn't have. The Justice League would have taken notice of his actions, he was sure. Luckily, Scourge was ready to face them.
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 11, 2012 10:48:08 GMT -5
After his little break, Scourge regretfully stood and carried on, following the stream. There were some difficult places where Scourge had trouble following. Large tree roots seemed eager to tangle themselves among large rocks and even other roots just to reach the water. Luckily, the stream didn't go anywhere and as soon as he had clambered over or moved around obsticles that blocked his path, it was still there, waiting for him to follow.
Turns out, Scourge had been right. It wasn't long before the stream widened a little and the trees and undergrowth thinned. Scourge found a muddy dirt road and off to his left, a small village. The people there didn't notice him, as many were to busy, so he followed the road until people started taking notice, though they didn't seem to recognize him, they still stared suspiciously. For the next half hour, Scourge scouted the small village, being monitored constantly, it seemed, though he didn't care. The most interesting livestock they had was a scrawny goat. But they had chickens, which was good enough for Scourge.
He snatched one up and got chewed out by some dark skinned woman that was totally not speaking English. Scourge smiled at her and dropped the chicken. She seemed content, but Scourge was not. Still smiling, he pulled his bow free, notched an arrow, drew back the string, and released, all in a matter of seconds. The women didn't even have time to utter a scream before the arrow plunged into her chest.
People screamed and fled, but Scourge took the time to pick off five more people, three men, one woman, and one young boy that was probably around ten. The other villigers quickly dissapeared out of sight, or managed to move out of range. Scourge grabbed the chicken again and sliced it's neck with his dagger, after replacing his bow back on his shoulder. He secured the bird to his belt, where he was sure it would annoy him, but it wouldn't be there for long.
Satisfied, Scourge set fire to the village and watched the thirsty flames spread. The only problem was, the village wasn't the only thing that caught fire. So did the trees and undergrowth. Whoops! That was just one thing Scourge had not thought through. Oh well, not that he meant to set the jungle on fire, but there wasnt much he could do now.
The fire continued to spread, growing into a massive wave. Animals fled the jungle and ran past him. Scourge saw the sense to do the same, he spun around and fled as quickly as he could from the fire that rose into the sky and filled his lungs with smoke. He wasbsure even Mombai would notice the massive growing wildfire.
It wasn't until Scourge reached a rocky outcropping that he stopped, panting. The flames spread around him asbhe scanned for shelter, unable to run any farther. He spotted a small cave in the rocks and dove for it, crawling deeper in and sticking low, covering his nose and mouth with his sweaty damp black shirt, which fitted over his armour. He managed to turn and slither backwards, furthers in, while watching the blaze just outside.
"Shit. What a mess I got myself into." Scourge muttered as the sun dropped from the sky and fled beneath the horizon. The flames brightened as the daylight faded and Scourge had to close his eyes. How long would this continue? Did wildfires eventually burn out on there own? Common sense told him they did, but how long would that take?
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Last Edit: Mar 12, 2012 16:49:11 GMT -5 by jokerforever
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 12, 2012 16:39:13 GMT -5
Scourge waited for what seemed like forever, but the fire still raged. He could hear far off voices, but they were distorted. His mind felt hazy and pounded with pain. His lungs burned and his face was blistered. The one good think that had come from his wait was the realization that the cave was not filling with smoke. That could only mean one thing. There was another opening somewhere. The smoke wasn't filling the cave because it had somewhere else to go. Despite the pain, Scourge smiled, turning to face what's he had thought to be the back of the cave, but what he could now see to be a steep downward leading tunnel.
Scourge crawled his way toward it and looked down. It would he a.tight squeeze and it was terribly dark, but it was certainly better then waiting to be suffocated or cooked, whichever would have come first. With barely any hesitation, Scourge slid into the tunnel and made his way deepering into the darkness, using feeling rather then sight, as he could no longer rely on his eyes to guide him.
It wasn't long before the tunnel widened into a large cavern. Scourge stood greatfully and stretched, looking about the cavern that was faintly lit by a crack in the ceiling. It was cool and damp and comfortable on his hot skin. Scourge laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the cavern. It seemed he was safe. Exhausted, Scourge was just about to sit now and rest when something caught his eye.
He straightened his posture and walked over to examine the walls of the cavern curiously. Carvings laced across it's hard, rocky surface and Scourge, fascinated, traced them with a finger. The carving was of a great mountain range, with one mountain, larger and set apart from the others, in the center. Inside of the mountain, or what seemed to be inside the mountain, was a beautiful women with several arms that rose above her head, holding up a large pyrimid. Except, it wasn't just a pyrimid, it was the peak of the mountain.
Scourge was well aware that no mountain peak could be so perfect as the carving depicted, but it was, after all, a carving. But what if what he really was seeking was the peak of a mountain? He had come here seeking Durga's Eye, which was said to offer sight of the future, past, and present of any being on Earth, and was also depicted as a pyrimid. The beautuful lady was obviously Durga, and Scourge had heard the rumors of the pyrimid being near Tibet, which was why he was headed there, obviously.
The large mountain was obviously Everest. But the pyrimid part confused him. Perhaps the pyrimid was located at the peak, rather then being the peak? He frowned. Surely not? There were only a few people to ever conquer Everest's peak, but they had never seen a pyrimid. Perhaps it was located in the mountain? Was there a cave that would take him to the peak? How would he find it? An expression of determination crossed Scourge's face. He had to find a way.
With Durga's Eye, he could not only uncover all the secrets he had saught to know, but he could learn the strengths a.d weaknessess of everyone who ever dared to challenge him. Withe the Eye, he could take over the whole of Gotham and even America itself. Of course, that was his plan. He didn't come to India to watch the elephants. After a few more moments of pondering his next move, Scourge sat on a rock bathed in pale moonlight that trickled down into the cavern from the crack and pulled out a bottle of water and an energy bar from his pack, along with a banana, and relaxed.
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 12, 2012 18:27:00 GMT -5
Scourge grunted and rolled over, but he couldn't seem to get comfortable. No matter where he rolled, something sharp aways stabbed into flesh. Unable to take anymore, he sat up and groaned, looking around at his faintly lit surroundings. Where was he? Confusion swept over him before rememberance of last night stilled his frightful thoughts of death by fire. Scourge hated fire. It terrified him, but for some reason, he never actually realized it until later. Which was good, as he didn't freeze up during action. He supposed he was just to to us to realize his fear until the fire was already gone.
Rubbing his sore neck, Scourge rose and looked around the cavern with a tired expression, then suddenly, let out a giggle, groping at the air with both hands, which were at his side. Then, satisfied by seemingly nothing, Scourge made his way to the only tunnel out of three large enough for him to walk straight up. The tunnel continued for about fifteen minutes, unbeliavable straight as if it had been carved out. It was just the right size. Soon, golden light filled the tunnel and Scourge emerged upon a dirt path that seemed like a hiking trail. Behind him was a large cliff and the cave mouth which he had emerged from. Smoke still rose into the dawn lit sky, but it wasn't as thick and black as last night.
Scourge blinked a few times to get used to the light and followed the trail for a while, coming across several turns he could have taken, but he stubbornly stuck to the one he was already on, continuing straight through the jungle. Soon, the sound of a busy road filled his ears. Scourge smiled and continued on until the trees thinned and he emerged upon a thin strip of grass. Cars zoomed by on a busy road, stirring the air. The vehicles all seemed to be driving on the wrong side of the road, which didn't surprise Scourge.
Any normal person who knew Scourge just a little would be able to tell exactly what he planned to do. Scourge ran out into the road, waving his arms and dodging a small car that had no time to stop. A couple other cars screeched to a stop while some swerved into the grass, honking. Scourge scanned the barrier of stopped cars and spotted a sleek, shiny black one he liked. He sprinter toward it and its driver, which had gotten out, cursing and pointing at Scourge angrilly. He shoved the man aside, who yelped in surprise, and lept into the car, slamming his foot to the gas before the door was even closed, feeling the scene.
He continued on for some time until he reached a small gas station. Scourge stopped and parked the car, stepping inside the store casually. People turned to look at him curiously, marveling at his weapons and clothing. Scourge just smiled at them and scoured the store until he had found a map. He examined it and found he had quite a drive before reaching Tibet. He tucked the map in his boot and was about to walk out when some guy behind the counter yelled at him kn Hindi. Scourge shrugged and sprinted out of the store, leaping into his stolen car and pulling away, speeding down the road.
He didn't get far. Authorities had already been on his tail since Mombai, and the car and map stealing had recently alerted them. Sirens blared as police cars approached at frightening speeds. Scourge frowned and sped up, swerving around surprised drivers of all kinds. Eventually, the cops began to get angry and started trying new tactics in an attempt to stop him. Scourge growled and pulled out a flashbang, throwing it out his window. The diversion worked, many of the cars slammed into each other, piling up in a heaping, smoking mess. Scourge laughed giddily and drove on.
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Post by Kory Anders - Starfire on Mar 17, 2012 20:49:00 GMT -5
It had been sometime since the tamaranean princess was back on Earth. Mostly finding her time spent in Gotham. Patrolling the dark alleys, keeping a closeness to Nightwing. With no titans and no Tamaran. It was something familiar. Someone she had been thinking about more than she should have when she was in Tamaran. Now. Now after that moment. She had felt. She knew his emotions. Yet now, he avoided her. She was confused. What had she done wrong? Donna explained what she could knowing Kory's innocence. There had come news deep from India to reach the wonder girl's ears and put it towards Starfire. So she could pull herself away from Gotham for a little while and give Nightwing a little time. In which Kory could give him that.
Didn't even really told Nightwing just that Donna had buzzed her, to take care of something and needed Starfire's fists. Starfire soon found herself in flight. Across the seas. It was rather nice to see the sun a little brighter. From the chaos that the news had expressed. This was a very important fight. One of which Starfire needed to be on top off. Sure her heart thudded a little harder. To not have the Titans along with her, but felt the swell of her muscles. She knew she was a warrior. Trained by the warlords. She had been trained to kill. On earth she had to hold back, for good reasons. There was only really one that knew how she held back. That knew the full extent of her powers. As her orange bare skin against her purple strapped suit, soaked up the energy of the sun. It fuelled her powers. Made her stronger, but in the end her powers were meant to be there. Many fear them, but she was born this way. Meant to be. As she powered her way over the mighty seas and soon the jungle of India.
Starfire started her tracking of this monster at a burnt down village. There was still smoke smouldering from the trees. The smell encased the area. Starfire took to a room where some were treated from burns, those that had happened to survive the blaze. As it took most of it. As she found herself comforting the small children. As a tear strolled down her cheek. As they cried and screamed. Recalling that very moment when all was lost. She couldn't help to be reminded of Tamaran. As some spoke of a man that started it. The news as to where he had hit next. The direction he had took. Starfire stood strong and proud. Curled her hand into a fist. She wouldn't let another world, die! Starfire had seen enough destruction.
For now Starfire kept her anger on the brewing side as she soon found herself passing through more jungle. Not stopping a great deal to admire the country. There was no question it needed to be protected. Before she reached a small gas station which had seen another sighting of this strange cruel man. No one seemed to know whom or even where he was from. There was really no reasons Starfire would need to hear. She needed to find him and stop him before he set the country on fire. He had also stolen a car and sped off. Starfire spoke with a man at the station and even a cop. Having caused a rather bad accident with the cop cars. To try and get a gist of where she could track the man next to. Having spend a good time flying here and the time at the village. The sun was starting to die down. Upon speaking to a local. Had seen the man speed of into the direction of a large mountain. Everest. With her tamaranean eyes could see the tip fade into clouds. They spoke of warning. To be careful. He was dangerous. In which Starfire smiled.
"Soon it will be I, that he will fear as I bring him to justice."
Starfire spoke with confidence. This was as she felt. A battle soon upon her, luckily for him she was trained for exactly that. Starfire soon left a lengthy contrail from her lengthy red hair. Her eyes glowed a little. Felt the steam and anger brewing. Yet felt strong and brave. She flew upon the path to the cold mountain. Though she was partially immune to the cold, there was a little touch of frost to her arms. Though as what was driving her from within, kept her nicely warmed and ready to let go of her fire. Starfire flew up and around it. Unsure how she was meant to find him. Why was he even here? Not that it mattered. Starfire needed to stop him before anything else was to happen. Finding herself stop and float in one spot. A decent amount so her feet were off the ground. She watched and waited a little. Looking for any movement. Sound. Anything that caught her attention. The attention of the orange alien princess, with the iron fists to match. There her core was shimmering. Her eyes glowed dim as the sky was growing darker and darker. She was almost a burning star in the sky. Waiting to aim and shoot.
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 17, 2012 21:39:27 GMT -5
The next week passed without incident. It seemed the Justice League had much bigger problems then Scourge right now. That was perfectly fine with Scourge, of course, it only meant less interferance. Tibet had been a rather interesting place to visit. No one recognized him, but all were suspicious, watching him intently, their eyes dark. For the most part, they ignored him, but every now and then a few would stop to question him. He simply made up some liebto get them off his back.
The sky was darkening and Scourge was exhausted. He let a yawn slip past his lips and stared up at the great mountain, Everest. Its peak was shrouded by a thick screen of white fog that floated lazily about, obscurring atleast half the mountain. The jagged rocks and cliffs were menacing. Scourge frowned. He had picked up a few rumors and stories about a hidden cave on the north side of Everest, at the snow line. That was where he intended to go.
For a while, he stuck to a narrow, dirt path that only went up a few hundred feet before heading into the wilderness. By the time he reached the snow line, it was dark. Luckily, the glittering, ivory snow brightened the landscape up a bit, so Scourge had no need to make camp. He continued to search, looking for the carving of a tiger on a rock face.
It was another hour before he found it, a roaring tiger carved deeply into rock. Scourge ran his hand over the hard surface before reaching into its wide mouth and grabbing a lever of some type. He pulled it out and the mountain rumbled beneath him. Rocks fell from the cliff above, showering him. Scourge ducked down and waited as the rock fell away to reveal a large, eerily lit cave. He had made it.
Cautiously, Scourge entered, trying not to slip on the slippery floor. The tunnel steadily widened into a massive cavern lit by a strange blue light. A pedestal rose from the ground in the center of the cavern, carved in the shape of Durga, her hands raised above her head and sitting upon them, a golden pyrimid. Scourge gasped and took a hesitant step closer. "Durga's Eye." He murmered in awe, reaching out to touch the priceless artifact.
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Post by Kory Anders - Starfire on Mar 19, 2012 0:51:08 GMT -5
The sky was now quite dark save a couple of stars mingled somewhere up above. Starfire was one of them. Dimly glowing as her eyes looked around Mount Everest. The touch of frost prickled her arms a little, but the need to find this monster. This man. Who ever he was, caused a wave to keep her blood warm. The need for justice. The half moonlight above caused a slight shimmer of the snow peak that almost disappeared into misty clouds. It also shimmered on the snow on the ground and path that led towards the mountain. Vaguely with her green eyes Starfire saw some movement. It wasn't in any hurry to stop. At first she thought it was scufflings from an animal. Then her eyes caught the shape of a man. She knew it was him. It had to be him. Her instinct said to make sure. The last thing she needed to do was strike a man just hiking in the woods. Maybe he was lost, but Starfire's gut said it was him. There was no else that she could see. So she thought to wait it out a little more. To make sure he was who she had come to deal with.
Soon he almost disappeared into the night. The mountain. Starfire flew down a little lower. Keeping herself at a quiet distance as a faint contrail flowed out behind her from her hair. Following him. Then rocks started falling. She heard then tumbling down and something opening. She was out of the way, though half shielded her eyes from the dust it created in her direction. As she kept out of sight. Her eyes peered again to see a lit up cave in the wall. Her eyes caught glimpse of the man, but he was still dark. Why was he here? What was in this cave?
Upon entering the cave shortly after the man. Starfire was greeted with blue light that cascaded n almost bounced around her. There was something kept here. What was it? With that Starfire as she floated in the near distance out of sight, out of mind. She saw out of the ground a pedestal rise with some sort of statue. For a moment Starfire pondered what it was of? She thought she knew most of the galaxies in space. This was something ancient, from earth? She then recalled the history she had learned of the years. Perhaps this was a missing link or some kind. It was quite stunning. As Starfire's eyes then looked to the pyramid, all gold and shining like a beacon. She two almost led out a gasp, but was taken by his. His then motioning towards it. Stealing it? He had come for this? It was clearly not his to simply take. Starfire motioned her bright self a little more closer. Warming up her hands. Her eyes glowed brighter than the cave. Like a green laser seeking to aim. As her hair boiling into hot flames. She curled up her fist.
"Did you ever hear, 'Do not touch'?"
Starfire's voice came across to him in a deep tone. Feeling the deep course of emotions that was now brewing her anger. As her eyes scanned upon him. He was who they had described. He was who put so many in danger. Even children. That just wasn't right for any reason, even if there wasn't any. Not giving much time, Starfire shot a powerful starbolt in his path. The glow of purple was sharp and on target. As her hands warmed up another. To take him out, put him behind bars and find a safer spot for this pyramid. For now was the start of the battle. Just about ready to heat up.
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 19, 2012 15:30:14 GMT -5
Scourge jerked away when he heard the strange voice. He was to intent on his task to notice or sense Starfire's obvious pressense. He had just enough time to scrambled out of the way of her starbolt, regaining his balance just a few feet away, his white and maroon hair ruffled messily. He sized up his opponent, examining her with a frown. Who was she? He had never seen her before.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you it was rude to interrupt?" He asked angrilly, drawing his bow and knocking an arrow in one, quick, fluid movement that could only be achieved by an expert marksman. He shot two arrows in quick succession, the second leaving the bow just a few seconds after the first. Both were aimed at Starfire's chest.
He wondered if this girl, who looked quite young,was a vigilante. She certainly didn't look like one. In fact, she reminded him more of Superman then Batman. He wanted to ask her, but he came to the cave to take, not talk. He hadn't even expected much opposition. Much less someone who could shoot lasers out of her hands.
Knowing the arrows might not be enough, he quickly swung his bow over his shoulder again and lunged for Starfire, drawing a long dagger from it's sheath at his side and aiming to slam full force right into Starfire, dig in his claws to get a grip, and then plunge the sharp dagger into her chest.
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Post by Kory Anders - Starfire on Mar 20, 2012 9:00:07 GMT -5
There had been every chance the starbolt would have missed, but it didn't go unnoticed. Causing the darkened man to turn on his heels twisting out of the trail of her ball of energy. Instead it crashed into the stone wall behinds. Causing it to slightly crumble and fall in a mess on the floor. Not quite the sound of crushing bones. As Starfire into another position. Her fist still ready to strike. Perhaps this could be avoided of a battle. Get him to surrender the artefact and turn himself in. Even just grabbing him and fly off. That was a possible hope, but she quite knew the fight was bound to occur. Starfire was brought a little more into the light. Her eyes glowed bright. As her hair sizzled out and around her. She knew he was questioning who she was. Unsure why an orange skinned woman floated above with starbolts in hand. No clue that she was royalty of Tamaran.
"As a Titan, I will not let you cause any more destruction nor take what doesn't belong to you. You'll be brought to justice"
Felt the bubbling and roll of her voice. This path ended now. As her hands held open now half beside her as Starfire's eyes looked upon him. Her own anger sizzling. He didn't wait. There was no hesitation as he sprung forth his arrows in her direction. She darted out of the way by flight. Her hand grabbing one mid air and snapping it in two. As she darted around in mid air, Starfire sprung forth another starbolt. Holding back the serious power so to not kill him, but it was seemingly more hard when she was angry. She flew then across over his head to come out from behind. Before doing another time. Where this man then tried to lung at Starfire. Something pulled at her foot. A dagger came her direction. As Kory turned she missed the blow of the dagger. Pushing it to the side with her arm. Raised her knee to the man's torso. Aiming her hands to grab him, pull him forward and aimed to slam her fist along his jaw. The dagger did graze her skin, but it didn't dint. The tiny mark already healed. She motioned to grab him and throw him with firm hands to throw him across the room the direction of the wall.
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 20, 2012 15:48:16 GMT -5
Scourge snarled. He had no time to see if his arrows hit home, but there was not evidence that they had. The glowing female darted to and fro. Was she trying to confuse him or did she dance like a drunk pixie in every fight? What was a pixie anyway? The tips of his mouth twitched with amusement, but Scourge held back the smile. He barely avoided her first attack, leaping back and raising his hand to catch her fist in his claws and staggering from the impact. Then he was airborne. He flicked his bow free before he hit the hard, cold ground, rolling on impact.
Atleast he didn't break his bow. It was a good weapon, one of his favorites. It would be a shame to loose it. Springing nimbly onto his feet, he faced Starfire again, his dagger, which he managed to hang onto without killing himself, in his right hand. Scourge darted toward her and thrust the dagger at her stomach. But it was a feint. He quickly spun at the last second and jerked something from his cloak.
Knowing he was in dangerous range of his own weapon, he pivoted toward the peristaltic just as he dropped the object, ducking behind the stone form of Durga, closing his eyes, and clamping his hands over his ears. A sudden bright light filled the cavern, then a loud, nagging noise that made him want to ball up and hide like an armadillo. Large rocks broke loose from the ceiling, crashing to the ground.
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Post by Kory Anders - Starfire on Mar 22, 2012 1:34:51 GMT -5
The flight. The air. It was like home to Starfire. Whether outside where she could best feel the world or deep in a cave with little air supply, not that a tamaranean had much use for air. For Starfire did not breath it. What, was well half a mystery to many. One thing was evident, Starfire was very much alive. Tamaran was lost. Starfire had fought so hard to save it, but her sister banished before she could really aid them. Tamaran crumbled much before her eyes. She wasn't about to let another planet die. Let alone Earth. That meant India. What this evil man was planning was beyond her, but she knew it wasn't for the greater good. This artefact needed to be saved. It needed to be protected. This was maybe what her wonder girl friend had mentioned. It was only a whisper, but this was real. Just as this man was. Flesh and bones. Everything in between. As Starfire's iron fists made contacted with his midsection. Hold back. She had to keep herself somewhat held back, so not to snap him in to, but still win this fight. As her fiery hair sizzled with the movement. Her anger brewed within her orange flesh. The man had bravery to have made an attempt to block her fist with his claws, but instead sailed through the cool air of the cave. Even heard the sound as his body hit the ground rather hard. Not enough. As in seconds he staggered. Finding his weapon. He wasn't going to simply stay down. As Starfire circled around him. An arrow. A dagger. Was less likely going to kill her let alone harm her, but perhaps he wasn't aware she was not of this world. Nor of his.
There came an echo of a slight crumble sound above where the man had fallen. Though Starfire was more focused as she dived into position to grab the man. Slam another fist or maybe a kick. She was met with the man. His dagger running along her midsection. It caused a minimal cut, which as quick as it was made, just as quickly it healed. With just the tiniest ooze of her tamaranean blood not the general red of humans. Her green eyes glowed to where the dagger had run before coming up to meet his gaze with a smirk. As her hand made motion to his wrist with some firm force. Though there was maybe a struggle and he spun. Moved out of the way. Starfire's eyes catching something from his clerk. Unsure what it was. It flashed a light. As she looked the man had hidden and the cave was filled with an even brighter light. Rocks all around. Instinct she covered herself. The explosion didn't harm her, it just grazed her skin, but it gave time for more rocks to crash around. Before trying to escape the falling rocks. She felt them tripping her causing her fall underneath upon the ground. Half knocking her out. As rock after rock. Starfire was then covered underneath the rubble. Her glow from her eyes faded for the moment, but her orange fingers moved showing life. They had brought her down for a moment, but how many more can rocks keep the tamaranean down?
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 22, 2012 6:25:56 GMT -5
Scourge yelped as a large, but moveable rock slammed into his ankle. Ignoring the pain, he wrenched it free and scooted closer to the pedestal. He had noticed how fast this chick healed and it bothered him. It seemed the only way to be safe was to snag the pyrimid, throw a few bomb at the cave walls, and flee. Maybe if she was buried in enough rubble, she'd finally die.
Another rock crashed into the hard ground beside him, and he cringed, jerking away. The rocks were getting smaller, the annoying buzzing from the flashbang fading. The cavern seemed to be calming down for now. No longer worried about being crushed, he peeked around the corner of the pedestal and gasped. Starfire was no where.to be seen,except beneath a pile of rocks.
Scourge wondered how long it would last. Would she break free, or die? He decided he didn't care much and stood, limping badly. His ankle screamed agony and there was no way he could walk on it. He raised it up and bent over to examine it, touching it gingerly. It was deformed and purple, the flesh swollen and agitated. His ankle had been broken upon impact of the rock, probably shattered. Now that he realized what was wrong, the pain seemed to intensify, flashing before his very eyes. He wanted to cry out, but clamped his mouth shut, biting into his tongue until he tasted blood.
Scourge leaned on the pedestal and breathed deeply. He had a job to do. He had to get the pyrimid. He reminded himself of these things constantly and finally found the strength to reach out towards the artifact, then hesitated. Hastilly, he slid off his glove and dropped it at his feet then reached out again.
His fingers brushed the pyrimid. It was cold like ice, and smooth like glass beneath his skin, it's surface flawless gold. Suddenly, there was a bright flash and his eyes glowed as vividly as the sun, adopting a golden hue to replace the blue of his normal eye color. Images flooded his mind. His parents, his school, everything that had happened to him, but at a different perspective. He saw his old, lifeless room with only a bed and window, his foul mother with her gaunt face and cruel blue eyes, the high school erupting into a great ball of fire. And screams. He saw the fear of his victims and felt their pain as if it was his own.
Scourge grasped, struggling to pull away from the pyrimid. He didn't want to see or feel these things! If this was the cost to use Durga's Eye, if he had to face his past, then he didn't want it anymore. He couldn't. His past was not something to be relived. He freed himself and stumbled backwards, falling onto his backside with a yelp. Scourge reached forward and cradled his ankle, trying to see past the tears that flowed from his eyes down his cheeks.
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Kory Anders - Starfire
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Post by Kory Anders - Starfire on Mar 24, 2012 0:57:36 GMT -5
All around was darkening. The bright light was dimming. The dust was fuming and filling the air space. As bit by bit, rock by rock. As Starfire was brought to the ground buried in the rubble. For a moment everything went black. Her own mind felt woozy. Knocked out from the world. From the cave for some moments. As her orange body laid trapped by the stones. Her long red hair melt within. They weren't of great size, but there a lot of them. As Starfire was still very much breathing. It didn't take her too long to begin to feel for her eyes. Her head swooned just enough. As in deep in the rocks. Deep in the cave she was a little way from the sun. So though her body was healing, it wasn't healing so quickly. She motioned her fingers. Wiggled within the rocks. As from her lips escaped a deep moan. A faint sound she was alive. As she was slowly coming to. There came sounds a little way off and for a moment, Starfire thought it was more rocks. Though nothing fell. Nothing was falling. As her eyes darted a little. Then could hear him. Faintly. A sound. Movement. She slowly was coming more to. She couldn't let him get away.
Starfire would never give up. Nor would she be trapped. As her mind finally found sense and light. The light that creaked in between the rocks above. Her eyes began to glow a little more. As her hands were out of range. With the energy building up inside. The need for escape. Starfire set her eyes to a starbolt beam. It didn't make much of a great sound save when it hit the rocks covering her face. Causing the rocks to fly in all kinds of directions. Dust finally settling as Starfire fully regained the sight of the cave. Bringing her iron fist then through more rocks. It had brought her down, but Starfire wasn't completely weakened, but was a little bit. As her mind still slightly swirled. With some more rubble being smashed and mis placed. Starfire finally sat up. Her orange hand to her head for a short moment. Dust and faint marks now covered in different parts of her body. Letting out a couple more moans at the bruising pain in different spots, a little by her ribs. She looked yet couldn't spot the man. Before finally her green orbs landed upon him as his fingers motioned for the pyramid. He was going to steal it. Think he could escape why the tamaranean princess was down and out. Starfire quickly rose to the air and flew in his direction. To grab him. To stop him. Yet as the moment she took to the sky of the cave. The man fell backwards. Now Starfire could not see his face. Nor did she see what he saw, but she knew he had seen something. Was it fear? What of?
"You didn't like what you saw?... You'll have to do better to bring down a tamaranean, or will you surrender?"
It wasn't so much Kory caring. She did tell him not to touch it. What ever it was he saw it was something. Seeing him there with his ankle in hand. Was that tears streaming? Starfire wasn't seeing it all that clearly. As she flew almost quietly, but very much alert. Her anger silently brewing inside. No one just bombs Starfire, a tamaranean and simply walks away. Especially if he has more and she wouldn't imagine others would fair better as she had. As expressed that to him. Whilst motioned enough in the space behind. Giving him the chance to sensually put his hands up. Still in position to be ready for an attack.
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Post by jokerforever on Mar 27, 2012 20:45:43 GMT -5
OOC: Guess we'll go on fir a while. >_> Better be sure you grab that pyrimid with gloves. IC: Scourge frowned as Starfire advanced. He saw her moth move, but instead heard the scream of a horrified woman. A sudden pain flared up like a fire, spreading through his entire body. Scourge's vision flashed red, then black. And that's how it stayed. Behind his eyelids flashed more horrifying images. Why weren't they fading? He was no longer touching the pyrimid! How long could this possibly last? Scourge growled and flicked a knife from his other boot, smaller then the last and rather crude in the making. He waved it at Starfire warningly, or where he thought Starfire was. Suddenly, in a flash, his vision cleared, but Starfire wasn't Starfire anymore. Starfire was his mother. All around her spread hot, deadly flames. They surged toward him and Scourge screamed, curling into a ball and pulling the knife up to his own neck.
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