Tales of Ralennia (RP Thread)

Cerberus turned, running down the hillside and toward Farsnek. He had left the wounded soldier back in the cave to rest and heal up, his guns drawn and ready for action, as he knew the Resistance members would be a difficult save all on his lonesome. He wasn't even sure where they were being kept, only that they were in one of the capital's many prison detainment camps. He reached the gates of town and leapt off a tree to the top of one, making his way across the close-built treetops and toward the first one he could find. He knew that this particualr camp, Blackwell, was designated for Resistance members only, so it would be a far cry from the trouble he'd have in the other. Managing his way across the way and over to the prison, he paused on its roof, knowing their sensors would pick him up. He was unsure if this plan was the most effective ever, but he knew it would be somewhat useful, nonetheless...

The garrison Captain of the Blackwell prison camp had been arguing with the city garrison Commander as to why the resistance prisoners had been kept in the capitol buiding, under Commander Versh rather than his camp. It didnt really matter he was just bored and needed some excitement. Which gave him the excuse of looking for it. He stepped outside of the main building and scanned the yard. It had just begun to rain. He noticed the prowler on the roof but was paying more attention to their female prisoner, who was shackled and chained to a wall while the rain made her thin shirt see through. He smiled oafishly and prided himself in shaming.

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Commander Versh, once again met Riddick as he stood three feet from him. "I guess what goes around comes around." He commented slyly. "The medics will be here soom. Our scientologist is interested, very interested in your eye shine. Captain Farcourt. Turn the lights up to maximum level. Then..." He smiled. "Remove his goggles." The newly promoted captain did as ordered.

He shook his head, the man's behaviour atrocious at best. He wondered if he'd been spotted, though for now, there was obviously no time for worrying. He leapt from the roof, swan-diving to the ground and rolling into a kneeling aim as he hit, both guns aimed directly at the bastard. "Didn't your mommy ever tell you to have some manners?" He smirked, his smartass attitude becoming inherently reflected in his face as he tossed his coat over the woman, shooting her chains free from the wall. "Be with yeh in a sec, ma'am. This shouldn't take too awful long." He smirked again, his guns glinting in the rainfall, which grew evermore steady with each passing moment. "C'mon, let's dance."

The Captain saw this happen but did nothing. Several guards surrounded the intruder as alarms went off through-out the camp. "Lets play. You rebel scum!" One senior looking guard said. ((need you in Vp RP))

<<kk, will be there momentarily. once again, i need a catch-up on it...>>

He stood, shaking his head, the grin growing wider as he found himself amused at their futile attempts at subduing him. "Alright. C'mon!" He lowered his guns, turning quickly and firing one at the leg of an approaching guard, taking him out, injured, but not lethally wounded. He leapt up into the air, guns aimed at two others and took out their legs as well. He was holding back, he knew. But if one of them tried to use the girl as a shield, a leg shot wouldn't hurt her as badly if he somehow missed. "Cowards, attacking in groups. And still you're losing. I'm disappointed. Doesn't the Council have something a bit more challenging to fight?"

"How about me!" The Captain removed his duel pistols and poined them at Cerberus. He then pointed one to the girl as other guards carrying rifles set up around them.

"Hummuhmm, damn Rebel."

- Humans, a reckless race. Muscle but no brain, which is rather sad. They are supposed to be other creatures superior, but look at them -

Cawrei thought to herself, with a touch of laughter spreading trough her mind. She was a loner, at least most of the time. Supposivly, she was a member of the council but nowdays she wondered. Trough all the years that she had served them, they seem to become more and more reckless. Less and less confident and more importantly, more relied to their muscles over brain. However, this was a lame generalisation. This was not how the council was, but how the human race was. She did find vague signs of admirable behaviour in the resistance. Outnumbered, outpowered and yet- willing to pick up any fight.

Cawrei took a deep breath. She did not have to make a choice now, but somehow it felt like she was doing it anyway. She had been a servant of the Council, but only because she was nervous to take any new path.
She looked at the comult in the city from behind her darkened hood. The robe covered her body, and more importantly her wings and horns. Her whip was wrapped multiple laps around her torso and shoulder to not be visible on the outside. She had a dagger too, from her previous victim.

She sighed. Her previous victim. Indeed. Who was the victim in the long run? He got away easy with death. She lost an eye. Now she has to wear this horrible eyepatch.
Nonetheless, she was still among the best. The best at what she did. At least from what she had experienced so far.

- Maybe I should help -

She had a sworn allegiance to the Council, but she had her morals. Even though she had evil blood, the reckless behaviour of the humans sickened her. She had the moment of surprise to her advantage. She put her hands behind her back and grabbed the handle of the whip, seperating it into two. Along with the handle, the string split in two too. Suddenly, her whip had turned into two. She took a deep breath, focused and looked over the situation.

A RAPID SLASH!
"Play we shall" She said quietly as the whips veined trough the air. Quiet enough that probably none heard her, she was located estimated five meters away from the crowd.

She launched her now two whips into the comult with inhuman accuracy. One of the whips, who could easily reach seven meter at full extent grabbed a guard around his torso and wrapped on tight. The man, shocked of the sudden action stood speechless as a quick snatch with the whip had him flying along the ground, hitting another person by the knees and knocking him too to the ground as they piled up. At the very same time, the second whip slashed a guard so hard that it tore trough the armor that covered his back, and he too was knocked on his knees. As she pulled her whips back, in speed they wrapped around the neck of another guard, and with a powerful pull he was almost flying into the arms of Cawrei. This entire event was near impossible for any human mind to pull trough. Calculations had to be done into the very detail and any fault had to be considered and countered. However, this time she did it exceptionally well.

All this occuring in just about ten rapid seconds. The whips had tangled themselves TIGHT around the neck of the guard and any tighter would cut the flow of air trough his throat. From behind her dark hood she grinned, then she spoke.

"Blood of a defenseless girl should not be spilled, nor shall the blood of this brave, although stupid human that defend her be. You have an easy ten to one against him, Captain. And you can sleep at nights? A honorless deed indeed, to take such brute force against a man who obviously is not even trying to kill you lot"

He choked on the whip. "I- I didnt plan- p- plan to kill either. We have orders from lord Sion himself. To capture the Rebels. He has a plan, someth-" The whip tightened. "Something about f- find- finding their leader." He removed a dagger from its sheaf and drooped it as the whip tightened. "Release me 'assassin'!" (You may kill him if you want)

Originally posted by Jedireaper

Commander Versh, once again met Riddick as he stood three feet from him. "I guess what goes around comes around." He commented slyly. "The medics will be here soom. Our scientologist is interested, very interested in your eye shine. Captain Farcourt. Turn the lights up to maximum level. Then..." He smiled. "Remove his goggles." The newly promoted captain did as ordered.

Riddick laughed as loud as he could, just to hurt the man's pride. "Only few men in this world can perform a shine without you going blind. and as for your plan for turning the lights up, I still have eyelids." With a final grin he jumped up on the oncoming Farcourt. With this chance he forced himself up and over the bar that he was bound to but had dislocated his shoulder. He popped his shoulders back into place and stood with his arms before him.

Originally posted by Jedireaper
He choked on the whip. "I- I didnt plan- p- plan to kill either. We have orders from lord Sion himself. To capture the Rebels. He has a plan, someth-" The whip tightened. "Something about f- find- finding their leader." He removed a dagger from its sheaf and drooped it as the whip tightened. "Release me 'assassin'!" (You may kill him if you want)

"He should leave tracking and discovery of leaders to professionals. Not give the assignment out like weekend treat to any daily force. Have he, as well as you considered that spies dwell in all forces, even the strongest ones?"

She loosened the grip of the whip, but held it around his neck still. She could kill him. All it took was one simple tension with her wrist and he would lie there on the ground. However, that would make her become like any others. No, she would win the fight with intellect, rather than her combat abilities.

"Lower your weapons and step away"
Her words were directed to the crowd of guards, where not all had gotten on their feets just yet. She did not have the will to kill an unarmed. The captain did throw his weapon away, which made him unarmed. She may hold demon blood, but even she had morals.

Versh turned then spun back with a quick kick that sent Riddick flying backwards into the oppisite wall. "Now the fight will be fair." He picked up the young captain and placed him on his feet. "Summon Storel, he is to attend to the duties that I hold." The Captain left. The barred prison gate shut, leaving only the two enimies. Versh carried no weapons but a key. He tossed the key to Riddick. "Open you restraints." The key landed beside Jake.

The guards dropped or lowered their weapons in turn but the Captains lieutenant raised his sword. "Fight me, you traitor!"

Riddick didn't even bother with the key. He jumped up and wrapped the restrainsts around a small pipe. Wrapping them tightly the jerking in opposite directions, he destroyed what kept his hands together. "I'll get that key after I leave you a corpse."

Originally posted by Jedireaper
The guards dropped or lowered their weapons in turn but the Captains lieutenant raised his sword. "Fight me, you traitor!"

Cawrei frowned, shook her head and droped the grip of the captain. She kicked him in the back, making him roll away from her and the dagger that he had dropped. She extended both her whips along the ground and trough her dark hood, her demonic eyes made a red flash as she was ready for combat. If the girl, or the outnumbered resistance fighter was being touched- a temporarily switch of side would be made.

With intension, she glared into the eyes and almost into the lieutenants very soul. Not litteraly of course.

The Commander smiled, he was going to enjoy this. He jumped the distance between them and slid the feet out from under Jake, he then rolled and came up with one knee on the mans neck and his hands in fists. They were glowing slightly white in colour.

Jacob twisted to the right and avoided the Commander's knee, all the while bringing his foot into the man's face. Jumping back to a safe distance he kept himself on full guard.

Originally posted by Fuddle
Cawrei frowned, shook her head and droped the grip of the captain. She kicked him in the back, making him roll away from her and the dagger that he had dropped. She extended both her whips along the ground and trough her dark hood, her demonic eyes made a red flash as she was ready for combat. If the girl, or the outnumbered resistance fighter was being touched- a temporarily switch of side would be made.

With intension, she glared into the eyes and almost into the lieutenants very soul. Not litteraly of course.

The Lieutenant smiled. "About time someone set that fat bastard rolling." He commented as the Captain ended in a puddle. The lieutenant turned back to his target. The guards backed away, giving the combatents room. He saluted her with his swords hilt before charging her. Her demonic eyes pierced his mind. He changed his weight to his left foot as rain became a torrencial downpour. He pivoted his body around. And with skill, slashed his sword upwards, intending on gashing her mid-torso.

Originally posted by Jedireaper
The Lieutenant smiled. "About time someone set that fat bastard rolling." He commented as the Captain ended in a puddle. The lieutenant turned back to his target. The guards backed away, giving the combatents room. He saluted her with his swords hilt before charging her. Her demonic eyes pierced his mind. He changed his weight to his left foot as rain became a torrencial downpour. He pivoted his body around. And with skill, slashed his sword upwards, intending on gashing her mid-torso.

An agile motion forced Cawrei to a step back, but with that her show of defensive act had been finished. As the blade of the lieutenant veined trough the air, past Cawrei, she again caught eyecontact with him even if it only lasted for half a second or so. Close combat was not her thing, but she seemed to not have any choice. The man was quick, had a good swing and did not seem like a fool.

As his sword had passed, she quickly kneeled him in the crotch. That being instantly followed by a backflip and a kick on his lower chin. Hardly a hard blow, but enough to have him knocked out of balance and her to regain new vision of the fight. Her whips were ineffective, and not being custom with fighting with one eye only hardened things a lot. However, she was not the one to give up.

She put her whip together, and almost like trough magical force was the two whips one again. The single whip she wrapped around her body and had it fastening there. The robe also toughened the fight some, reducing her vision. But removing it and revieling the Succubus body would probably cause more problems than help. Instead, she remained with robe on and pulled the dagger she took from her previous victim. A clumsy sword was no match to a light dagger. She waved with her hand, taunting him to approach her- as she took defensive position.

The Lieutenant was sent backwards but did a flip in the air and landed on his feet rushing in the attack. When he was six feet from her he threw the sword at he, which was alot lighter than someone would expect, with that distraction, he tracked her movements and jumped, spun, kicked and landed all in four hectic seconds. The kick had tremendous power and would have fractured her spine but wasnt really aimed with the intention to paralize. "Thats for insulting me by thinking me easy." He then scrounged his sword.

Jacob knew of a weak point that would help him escape. Running at full speed, he swooped and grabbed the key and while airborn slammed his boot into the hinge of the door, tearing it off. With a second spin he destroyed the second and knocked the door over. Taking his chance he insultingly saluted the Commander with the Rebel salute and ran down the hall way laughing.