Demon Hunter's (Remake) - Page 27

Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 0:40 AM | Message # 651

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Steve considered his words.
"...Yeah, I'd say that." He said. "I think we are. You can make any weapon on earth you know your way around, right?"

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 0:40 AM | Message # 652

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Evelynn was suddenly very scared. This was her safe haven, her safe place, where she had come to die, who was invading it? "W...Who are you?" She forced out.

Nessa sat back, rubbing the scars on her arms as she looked away.

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 0:45 AM | Message # 653

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Gwain:

"It's Gwain, I'm trying to save you from death" I said to her in her mind. "Stay calm"

Walker:

"They knew we were here" I said quietly. "They planned for us coming"

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 0:45 AM | Message # 654

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"I can make anything, as long as I know how to make it. It's much easier with weapons, but like I said before, I can make pretty much anything. Stuff that connects to non-created stuff drains a ton of energy, though. But who cares when you're getting stronger every day, even if you don't use your powers?"

"And you're a genius in the basic magic forms. If it wasn't for your work, plenty of people around here would have no idea how to use the little magic they possess."

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 0:53 AM | Message # 655

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Evelynn pondered the words quietly. "Save me."

Elizabeth nodded. "It was, a horrible one. The walls were soaked with the words 'Down with Demon Hunters.'"

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 0:57 AM | Message # 656

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"Yes, save you, you were very badly poisoned, I'm using my powers to keep the poison still for now, but I need your knowledge for an antidote"

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"We need to get home Nessa" I said to her quietly. "Check on Evelynn, and get an earful from Gwain, though I think I'll get it worse than you"

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 1:00 AM | Message # 657

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Nessa could only laugh. Oh no, she would get it so much worse, almost letting him fully transformed again. No, she would get it oh so much worse.

Evelynn looked at him, messing with her fingers. "What if I didn't want to?"

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 1:05 AM | Message # 658

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Steve looked down. "Well...I suppose I helped, but I couldn't help them fully. It's basic magic for them, but for me... It's a long story, with a lot of different connections, but let's say I'm not exactly good at that basic kind of magic, but I have mastered a sub-branch. Give me a whiteboard, a marker and some time one day and I'll explain it to you."

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 1:09 AM | Message # 659

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"I'd love to hear about it some day. Unfortunately, depending on how long it takes for Gwain to beat us on the nose with newspapers, today might not be that day."

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 1:15 AM | Message # 660

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"Oh no. The sandstorm..." Steve said, realizing it's implications. "That's not going to be on the news, is it?"

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 1:20 AM | Message # 661

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"It was in the middle of nowhere. Who's going to tell a news outlet? The vampires?"

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 1:34 AM | Message # 662

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"Maybe weather satellites picked it up..." Steve said, still concerned.

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 1:54 AM | Message # 663

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"Eh, so it's a sandstorm that might be caught in an actual storm. It's interesting to people who study it, but the public wont give a care in the world, and scientists wont care that much either."

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 10:44 AM | Message # 664

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Gwain :

"Why wouldn't you want to live?"

Walker:

I looked at Nessa and said "Shadow Teleporting or Dragon Ride?"

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 12:51 PM | Message # 665

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Evelynn bit her lips. "It's not that I don't want to live, but that there are others much better than I who could take my place."

Nessa drew in a breath. "I think we should return to HQ separately.

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Date: Mo, 06.October.14, 4:00 PM | Message # 666

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Walker:

"Why?" I asked innocently.

Gwain:

"That's a load...no one can replace anyone "

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Date: Tu, 07.October.14, 0:38 AM | Message # 667

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Evelynn looked at him. "I got hit a lot, and all those kids..."

Nessa sighed. "Because I'm uncomfortable shadow traveling but flying with me would take too long."

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Date: Tu, 07.October.14, 0:41 AM | Message # 668

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Walker:

"Okay...I'll see you at base" I said slinking down in the shadows.

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I appeared next to her in her head. "Let me show you something, please?"

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Date: Tu, 07.October.14, 0:56 AM | Message # 669

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Nessa took off into the sky.

"Show me what?"

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Date: Tu, 07.October.14, 1:26 AM | Message # 670

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Gwain:

I walked her away from the Light, and sat her down. I then moved my hand, and a screen appeared showing 30 corpses in the streets, all of them charred black skeletons. I looked at Evelynn and said "Everyone, screws up...everyone can fail" I said to her. "It's when you give up hope and stop fighting. That you truly lose" I said to her, as the image showed a horrifying nightmarish creature standing, laughing at it's carnage.

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Date: Tu, 07.October.14, 10:27 PM | Message # 671

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Steve had reached the door to gwain's office. He was not looking forward to this meeting.
"Yeah...I guess you have a point." He admitted to Slayzo. "At least we hope nobody will care."

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Date: We, 08.October.14, 0:25 AM | Message # 672

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"If they do, they'll never figure out the cause of it. So no problem."

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Date: We, 08.October.14, 1:10 AM | Message # 673

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"Who...is that?" Evelynn whispered.

Nessa was cutting through the air faster than she had ever traveled before. Sound itself was having a hard time keeping up with her. It had only been two years, he couldn't start having relapses now..

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Date: We, 08.October.14, 1:29 AM | Message # 674

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Steve nodded, playing with the glass cat. He should have probably given it to Evelynn, it might help her get better, and he'd probably end up breaking it anyway. He hated to admit it but it was also rather heavy.

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