(EX) Hellfire & Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)
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				Title: <strong>(EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 05:09:18</strong>
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				This is the gathering area for the Brood of the Abyss to formulate their plans of attack on the last resistance of humankind.....The DPDS.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The craters which mar the face of the once beautiful planet Earth are merely the portals to which another dimension far far away has the power to reach through and literally touch someone.&nbsp; The Abyss, a dark, cold, foreboding dimension built on the principles of pain and suffering, is the home to the Army of Abyss, which seeks to enslave or destroy life from other worlds all in the name of their Dark Gods.&nbsp; Within the Army are specially chosen agents of the Abyss that directly serve the needs and wants of the Dark Gods.&nbsp; These chosen few are known as the Brood of the Abyss, and they are above and beyond the normal scourge that comes out of the portals to maim and destroy everything in their paths.&nbsp; You see the Brood are individuals with their own conscious and soul, be that soul to be tainted with evil or not is up to them.&nbsp; They think for themselves and listen to no one individual save for the Dark Gods themselves.&nbsp; They are the right hand of Doom and they are coming to Earth to finish what the fledglings have started so many years ago.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; The Pits is the locate HQ for which the Brood’s operations take form.&nbsp; There they have demonic researchers, and developers augmenting their armaments and weaponry to serve their needs as well as a place to relax and take a breather from the carnage and bloodbaths they ignite on their rounds out into the Outworld. 
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 06:37:54</strong>
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				Elohim’s big blue eyes flicked open as her recharge cycle came to its end.&nbsp; The odd mechanical doll had various wires feeding into various ports within her body, they served the dual purpose of recharging her internal reserves, while making sure the corruption within her programming remained intact.&nbsp; The wires soon withdrew and she leaned forward her arms swinging gently forward momentum.&nbsp; <br><br>“Recharge cycle complete all systems functioning normally...” <br><br>&nbsp;She announced, her voice was soft almost sweet yet disturbingly monotone.&nbsp; With that, she returned to a normal posture, that slight sound of her mechanical parts whirring to life was heard as she righted herself.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her vacant eyes scanned the area.<br><br>“Awaiting orders...”&nbsp; <br><br>Her head cocked slightly to the side, as if she was awaiting an answer...&nbsp; But no response came.&nbsp; <br><br>“Entering idle mode...”<br><br>&nbsp;the hum of various mechanism decreased in volume, leaving only her most basic programming functioning.&nbsp; The mechanical maiden then exited her little corner of the abyss, her body moving with an eery mechanical grace, her entire body moving with clock work perfection, each step perfectly measured and timed
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 15:56:57</strong>
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				In the darkness Corrine sat, the room had no light save for the gentle flicker of a candle at the far end and the snaking energy stream that encircled her arm and created a dance of shadow across her face, her sparkling blue eyes fixed against some distant point as she felt the weight of the planet’s life force wash over her… every moment of every day it’s relentless touch reached through her… the agony of countless billions of dead souls was hers to share.&nbsp; Corrine’s gaze fell to the sparking energy that coiled around her… she needed to ‘speak’ to the ancient.&nbsp; She reached behind her and gripped the hilt of her knife.<br><br>The blade slipped from the sheath at her back… it was carved from pure obsidian and mounted on a hilt that was delicately etched with ancient death symbolism.&nbsp; Her eyes briefly caught their reflection as she raised it slowly to her lips… they parted and she drew the fine edge across her tongue.&nbsp; Her mouth was suddenly filled with the rich taste of blood, its scent redolent and a metallic tang filled her senses and reached deep into her subconscious… her eyes flickered closed and she was cast into a cascading spiral of dark heat as her conscious mind got caught within the eddies of the planet’s energy stream<br><br>The swirling sensation stopped…<br><br><em>… Corrine’s eyes opened and the heated breeze caressed her face, she was stood atop an ancient Mayan pyramid, the shifting skies were on fire and the jungles echoed to the screams of the damned.&nbsp; Corrine was not alone, but then she was never alone… she bought her right arm up and looked… the snaking energy that she was so used to seeing writhe about her was no longer there, she smiled.&nbsp; In this twilight of her deepest subconscious she was able to freely commune with the ancient spirit within her.&nbsp; From behind she felt the coolness of a presence cross her.<br><br>At once she dropped to one knee… her head bowed as the shadow of Itzpaplotl fell across her, a voice like twisting metal echoed through the air around her…. “Child… rise to me…we are one… equals… we bow to no-one.”<br><br>Corrine slowly rose to her feet and turned, her face flickered with a smile as she gazed upon the ancient.&nbsp; Physically the mirror of herself, but for the dark Aztec symbols of death carved across her face and the searing red fire of her eyes, the air behind her shimmered as she walked with a searing grace.&nbsp; <br><br>“Child… it comes… the last war… the world will be bathed in blood and pain shall be their lasting legacy….”<br><br>“…pain…” whispered Corrine.&nbsp; How well she knew pain, how it both crushed and renewed her.<br><br>“Go child… I am with you… always..”<br><br></em><br><br>With a sharp gasp Corrine’s mind was rocked from the stream and returned to the world around her, her eyes flicked open still burning with the dark fire that had been instilled within her.&nbsp; She rose to her feet and slipped her blade behind her back, the taste of her blood still heavy in her mouth and trickled down her pale face and dripped to the floor. <br><br>She turned her gaze to the candle for a moment… narrowed her eyes and snuffed&nbsp; out the light as the air was crushed from around it.&nbsp; <br><br>Her chambers were sealed and slightly out of sync with the rest of the ‘world’ around her… there was no physical way in or out… she needed the solitude, it helped her to balance her mind, to focus and allow her to recuperate.&nbsp; She walked softly towards the wall, her form taking on an almost imperceptible shimmer as she altered her body’s resistance to the stone… the coolness and the history of the rock washed through her before she emerged into familiar surroundings….<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Ace86</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 16:58:52</strong>
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				The giant form of darkness moved through the halls with a thundering impact that came after every step. The noise that he made did not come as a result of his size, a thing he could not change but as a welcomed thing for he chose to be noticed by all that passed him for he loved it when they would move out of the way just to have a safe distance from him. He fed off of their fear and respect, it gave him great joy to watch the look of fright in their eyes as they spot him. They called him "the beast" for his unpredictable attitude, his angered looks, his scars, and most of all, for the way he fought, tearing and slashing his enemies to bits, grabbing them and splitting them into two. <br><br>Today though, Damien walked the halls with a purpose in mind, a purpose of utmost importance. His mind was focused to the point where he didn't even noticed when the lesser demons jumped quickly out of his way, nor did he care. He turned a corner and moved forward, coming to a stop after a short walk ahead. He turned around and stared at the wall, not moving or saying anything at all, he just stood there quietly. hours past and still nothing happened yet the big form of decayed flash still held his ground, refusing to do anything but stand and stare at the wall, or perhaps he was waiting for something to happen.<br><br>Then suddenly something happened. It seemed as though a form of sort was making its way through the wall itself. After a few seconds where once there was nothing now stood Corrine herself, Damien's companion and one of the abyss's elite. The problem was that Damien stood too close to the wall and when Corrine came out she found herself up and personal, as they say, with the undead. As soon as Damien saw her he immediately started to speak, his voice hard and loud.<br><br>"Come Corrine, the elite is to gather at the hall of despair as fast a possible...It is time."<br><br>At that the big guy turned around and started walking off toward the place he spoke of, the hall of despair. He didn't wait for Corrine to fallow him and didn't even check to see if she did or not, he told her of the gathering and if she shows up or not is up to her alone.<br>The rest of the elite should have gotten the massage to come to the hall an hour or two ago, so they are probably still waiting for him. He has sent each one the elite a massager that has already told them of the meeting. The only one that got a personal invention was Corrine, and that was because he couldn't trust a lesser demon to stand out side her "door" and wait the unknown amount of time until she came out, for it could take days until she choose to leave her room.<br><br>Damien continued to walk without slowing down even once, not to talk about stopping to rest, until he reached the big metal doors of the halls of despair. Opening the doors he stepped inside to greet his equals.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 23:49:25</strong>
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				The moment Corrine’s form began to coalesce from her transition through the rock she was faced with yet another wall… A behemoth in whose eyes there sat no place for empathy and compassion, his voice delivered with the same force as his physique suggested, and an understanding smile crossed her lips as he spoke.&nbsp; She stood and watched as he turned and made his way up the passage toward the dark heart of the chambers…<br><br><em>Oh to never ‘feel’ anything but the simplicity gained from the destruction…</em> she mused, a deep part of her envied Damien, for she knew with herself the pleasure was always edged with pain, for each soul she tore from the physical world their soul was dragged into the ethereal and so to the life energy… and so further compound her own pain and sorrow.&nbsp; She waited and watched until the shadows had enveloped him before she set on her way… the crackling arc from her arm ensuring the darkness never quite made it across her… She reached the doors that marked the entrance to the hall, massive and imposing.<br><br>She grinned softly… <em> Doors. </em> her eyes flickered briefly as her molecular structure began to fluctuate, she stepped through and felt the centuries of history that had flowed against them before she emerged in the grand hall…<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>15-05-2008, 01:43:13</strong>
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				The sun slowly set over the horizon, showering the area in a glowing crimson light. Though the red hue of the light did nothing to bring comfort to anyone on this day as it shown over what looked like a large battlefield. Bodies were scattered all across the area, ripped to shreds. Guts, blood and gore showered across the land, turning the grass and dirt an erry red.<br><br>In the center of the field, surrounded by hundreds of scattered limbs and bodies was a large rock, and sitting upon that large rock, possibly the only thing untouched by blood was a young women. Atleast she looked young, no older then 21 years of age.<br><br>She sat upon the top, one knee bent upward so that her arm could lay across it, her chin resting over top of the arm as she stared across the bloody field with emotionless sapphire eyes. Her long ebony hair shown like silk, billowing in gentle waves beside her as the wind traveled through the soft strands. Her face was pale from years of being denied the light of the sun. Her eyes glowing slightly as she stared directly at the setting orb of light. Enjoying the blood red hue it gave off.<br><br>"I don't want to be disturbed..." She muttered, her voice cold as a fledgling suddenly appeared behind her. He looked utterly disgusting, his skin pale and gapping with random wounds and ugly scares. His eyes were like black hole's of nothingness, the only thing that showed within those eyes were obediance.<br><br>"I'm sorry Mistress, but you have been asked to intend a meeting with the Brood as soon as possible." He muttered in his hoarse withered voice.<br><br>Sayuri smirked slightly as she raised her head, glancing back at the scrounge with nothing more then a cool amusement and distaste. "Asked? Interesting way of wording it when we both know that I don't really have a choice...." she chuckled softly in amusement.<br><br>The man bowed slightly, lowering his head so as to not look into her eyes. "Shall I inform them of your arrival?"<br><br>"Yes" She responded simply, turning from him and stepping from the rock and landing upon the muddy grass with nothing more then a small thud. Her hand curling around the hilt of her beloved sword as the man behind her disapeared in a mist of smoke.<br><br>Giving the point in which he disapeared a side long glance to make sure he was gone, she smirked slightly and looked back to the crimson sun. "Goodnight." she whispered to it softly before disapearing in her own flash of dark smoke.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>15-05-2008, 20:14:06</strong>
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				An underling scampered over to the mechanical maiden who examined the ugly imp intently for a moment.&nbsp; She took a step forward, the little creature stumbled back not exactly trusting the programing that kept this destructive machine under the dark God's control.<br><br>“Yes?”&nbsp; Came that monotone voice, her almost doll like visage never turned away from the pathetic little being.&nbsp; “Do you have my orders?”&nbsp; She spoke, a barely recognizable hint of excitement was in her voice.<br><br>“Yes mistress.”&nbsp; The imp weased.&nbsp; “You are to meet the other Elite in the hall of despair, the time is quickly approaching for the invasion.”&nbsp; He sighed and took a few steps backwards, expecting the automation to disappear down one of the winding hallways.<br><br>“I require verification that you speak with my Master's voice.”&nbsp; A mechanical hand twitched ever so slightly, her head cocked to one side.&nbsp; "Do you have today's authorization code?”&nbsp; <br><br>“I do, I do!”&nbsp; He shrieked, suddenly remembering the underling who had forgotten Elohim's password, the wretch had been eviscerated for providing false information.&nbsp; The little imp rattled off the code, nervously hoping it had been the correct one.<br><br>"Orders accepted.”&nbsp; The machine spun around, and soon her metallic footfalls were ringing down the hall.&nbsp; Elohim soon reached the room, and slowly stepped inside, her eyes scanned over the various occupants crossreferencing faces with the data that she possessed on each of the elite.<br><br>"Greetings.”&nbsp; She said matter of factly.
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>15-05-2008, 23:04:01</strong>
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				Sayuri yawned softly, not bothering to cover her mouth. Man she was bored, you'd think that everyone would be here already.<br><br>"Greetings" she heard someone voice, the tone all to familiar. Glancing towards the woman machine, Sayuri grinned almost in a malevolent way.<br><br>"Hello Elohim." the woman purred, her voice almost seductive. "The little cretin got the right code this time, I see." she said, her voice filled with amusement.
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 00:27:17</strong>
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				The mechanical doll nodded her head when Sayuri spoke, her eyes focused on the other woman for a moment.&nbsp; “Yes, and if you are here as well I can only assume that the messenger spoke truthfuly.”&nbsp; She said as she took her place in one of the chairs.&nbsp; <br><br>“Do you know the purpose of this meeting?”
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 00:30:40</strong>
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				She frowned slightly. "The messenger was rather vague, something about plans going into action." she rolled her eyes slightly. "You know, taking over the planet, blah blah blah. God this is so cliche', much like the human movies and literature they seem to find so interesting. Some bad guy comes to take over the world, hero's come and save the world, everyone lives happily ever after."<br><br>Sayuri then grinned to the other woman, if she could be considered a woman that is. "Only this story won't have a happy ending for anyone but us." she snickered.
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 00:52:19</strong>
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				“Yes...&nbsp; One of the members of the team that created me found such films entertaining.&nbsp; I’ve been unable to purge such experiences from my memory bank.”&nbsp; A metallic hand clenched ever so slightly, as her whole body went into a slight spasm as if an unseen puppeteer had manipulated the strings that were attached to her.<br><br>"Perhaps with the elimination of the human rabble I will be free of the nuisance.”&nbsp; She looked to the door for a moment and then back to Sayuri.&nbsp; "I will leave the happy endings to you,&nbsp; I merely with to fulfill my purpose."
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 01:24:20</strong>
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				Sayuri looked highly amused by Elohim's behavior. She chuckled softly at the displeasure that was clearly shown in Elohim for one of her creators and the trash they placed in her mind. Well as she called it, memory banks.<br><br>Shaking her head slightly, Sayuri made her way up to the other woman and patted her back lightly. "Fulfill your purpose, huh? Let me ask you something Elohim, what exactly do you plan to do once you 'fulfill' your purpose?" She asked, a wolfish grin playing across her face.
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 01:37:12</strong>
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				“What will I do?”&nbsp; The machine said as the woman rested a hand upon her ‘skin.’&nbsp; It felt much the same as any human’s, though it seemed a bit lower in temperature.&nbsp; She found physical contact to be an oddity, yet, touching seemed to be ingrained behaviour for most living creatures so she allowed herself to experience the interesting sensation.<br><br>“I suspect I will either be deactivated, or used too quell and possible uprising.&nbsp; I am a weapon, and once a weapon is no longer necessary it is disposed of, is it not?”&nbsp; The look on her face didn't seem to change.&nbsp; <br><br>"Perhaps,&nbsp; I will simply have to find another purpose?"
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 01:47:23</strong>
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				Sayuri frowned. "Dear Elohim, it seems you need a bit more work on your circuits. I'm sure you know what a Pessimist is, you my friend, are one at this moment." She chuckled softly. Clapping the woman's back lightly before turning to walk away from her.<br><br>"Don't worry Elohim, I'll find a purpose for you if you can't find your own." She said, grinning back at her from over her shoulder. "I wouldn't mind having a bodygaurd that I can watch break a man's arm with little to no effort. Should be interesting." she chuckled before sitting at the giant table in the center of the room.<br><br>Closing her eyes, she smirked slightly as she leaned back in the chair, proping her feet up upon the table top with no discretion as bloody mud was smugged across the wood. "Not that I need protection, it would just be very entertaining to see the look in their eyes as you show up and kick there ass before they can so much as lift a finger." She snickered. She seemed very much amused by the prospect.
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 02:01:30</strong>
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				“Perhaps.”&nbsp; The machine maiden said with a nod, she wasn’t sure if pessimist was the optimal term, but it did appear that it could be used a simple surface definition.&nbsp; She listened to the other woman speak, and nodded softly, she could easily act as a body gaurd.&nbsp; She knew she wasn’t overlord material, she was a soldier plain and simple.<br><br>“I believe I could function quite well as your private gaurdian.&nbsp; I find the idea suiting to my programing.”
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 02:27:00</strong>
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				Sayuri grinned to the mechanical woman's reply, giving her a slide long glance from where she sat. "I'm glad to hear that, just think of the fun we would have. You may be robotic Elohim, but with me you'll have a taste of freedom and entertainment. After all, I don't really expect you to stand there and wait for orders. I'm in desperate need of someone to join me in my playtime. The last bastard that came with me didn't exactly like my idea of 'fun'." She said, rolling her eyes. "You'd think that a man could hold his stomach better then I, but no, one disembowlment and he was puking his brains out. Pathetic" she spat the last part.<br><br>"But you can't really throw up, can you Elohim, perhaps this would be perfect for you. After all, my fun isn't exactly just that. It's more or a duty to bring the people that scorn the dark one's a living hell." She purred.
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 02:44:42</strong>
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				“Most are not actually accustom to signs of gore, most people men or woman only see violence through film, or other media and believe that viewing something on a television screen is similiar to the true experince.&nbsp; They don’t truly realize the scent of death, the taste of an innconvient blood splatter, or even the simple sensation of blood stained hands.”&nbsp; She said.&nbsp; <br><br>“So I am not suprised that one who never embraced his killer instinct could tolerate the games that you play Sayuri.” <br><br>&nbsp;A mechanical hand pushed a few golden strands back into place, despite her mechanical nature Elohim seemed to be rather vain, never allowing anything to mar her appearrance if she could have a say in it.<br><br>“You are correct, I do not even posess the organ called a stomach.&nbsp; As for making those who don’t follow the Dark Ones suffer...&nbsp; I am fully capable of doing just that. I have been programmed in the ways of torture, but I’ve heard that it is best too improvise to cause true pain and terror.”
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 02:53:52</strong>
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				Sayuri grinned. God this woman was amusing her. "Well Elohim, oddly, if you display yourself in your usual emotionless way while physically torturing them as they screamed and begged for mercy, it would be all the more horrifying for them. It scares human's when someone can cause another pain with no form of remorse or grief." She muttered.<br><br>" In my case, I find pleasure in their screams and cries. Which really helps them come to a panic, after all, who wants to watch their killer tearing them apart with a pleasant smile on their face?" She said with a smug grin.<br><br>" Personally, I think you will find a perfect career in the art of torture. I'm sure your data banks are well knowledged in many of the different organs in the human body, some of which are not vital but sure as hell are painful to have removed with out the proper medication and procedures." She said, an odd glint flashing through her eyes as she watched Elohim for her response.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 03:03:02</strong>
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				“Interesting, I have never expected a human to be terrified by a lack of feelings.&nbsp; I would have expected them to find it almost comforting.&nbsp; This is something that must be studied...”&nbsp; &nbsp; She made a mental note to herself. <br><br>“I will have to requisition a test subject after the meeting, you are more then welcome to observe.&nbsp; Perhaps you can teach me something that has yet to be stored in my memory bank.”&nbsp; &nbsp; She then only nodded. <br><br>“While I have a firm grasp of anatomy, I wonder which would be more viscerally terrifying simply removing flesh with my bare hands or using some sort of intimidating looking device.”
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 03:30:14</strong>
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				Tilting her head at the other woman, she blinked slightly. "I usually find it hard to remove flesh with my bare hands, it usually requires something sharp. But if you're capible of it, this is something I'd have to see for myself." she said, interest showing in the depths of her sapphire eyes.<br><br>"Though if you want to use some form of instrument, the dirtier and rustier the instrument, the more anxiety it causes. Human's are silly in this way, even though they are being placed through so much pain and will die eventually anyways, the prospect of becoming sick from being tortured&nbsp; or catching someone always enters their minds. Expecially if it's bloody, then they know it's been used on someone else." she said with an almost evil smile at the last statement.<br><br>"I would love to observe your experiment. I have just the person in mind, I'm supposed to track his ass down and gain some information from him. He's a supposed traitor, whether it's true or not is not my problem." She said in a factual way, leaning back in the chair as she closed her eyes. <br><br>"Dammit, when is this blasted meeting going to start!" she cursed, opening her eyes to glare at the door pointedly.
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 03:43:14</strong>
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				“My hands are suitable enough.&nbsp; They are not surgical tools of course...&nbsp; But I doubt precision is necessary.&nbsp; If it is, I believe I have other equipment suited for more delicate operations.”&nbsp; A scalpel like claw flicked from one of her fingertips before receding into it’s housing again.&nbsp; <br><br>“Excellent, I won’t have to deplete the slave population then.”<br><br>“I suspect that they are all waiting to make grand entrances.&nbsp; It is another cliche thing film seems to have captured of true villains.”&nbsp; She said flicking her gaze to the door. 
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				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 03:55:56</strong>
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				She tilted her head at Elohim's finger tip, noticing the scaple. "Interesting, they do have you prepared. Know I know who to come to when I run out of weapon's again" She shruged. "Or you never know when you need a good can opener." She said with a snicker, looking to Elohim almost playfully.<br><br>Sayuri wasn't the nicest person to be around, though if she found a common interest with someone, then she was usually pleasant.. or atleast agreeable. Other wise you could barely get a reaction from her other than annoyance or indiference.. and a few unlucky one's that sparked her anger.<br><br>"The slaves aren't as fun anyways. They're used to brutality. If you want to get true results, you need someone who's had a considerably sheltered life. Or perhaps a challenge.. I do love a challenge" She purred.<br><br><br>Shaking her head, she scowled at the doorwar as if some unseen person was standing there. "For God's sake, if they put as much effort into getting ready for a meeting as they did on the battle field we would have this damned war over with already!" she huffed, kicking the edge of the large wood table so that her chair spun in a full circle before she placed her feet back upon the ground and stomped across the room.<br><br>Gripping into the door handle, she threw it open, leaning forward and out of the door way just enough for her head to be in the hallway. <strong>"GOD DAMMIT, I DON'T HAVE ALL FUCKING DAY PEOPLE. GET ON WITH IT!"</strong>She yelled down the hall, her voice echoing through the fortress. It was obvious she was not pleased, nor a very patient person at that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 04:10:16</strong>
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				“I don’t posses a can opener, but I could likely improvise something.” She said., running an inventory over her current hardware, she nodded to herself ever so slightly, sure that a vibroblade could easily do the deed.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched the woman throw her tantrum and turned to a nearby mirror, leaning in close to examine her features.&nbsp; “They will be here soon, not even the elite are allowed to be this lax....”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ace86</strong> on <strong>17-05-2008, 16:41:35</strong>
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				&lt;<strong>"GOD DAMMIT, I DON'T HAVE ALL FUCKING DAY PEOPLE. GET ON WITH IT!"</strong>&gt;<br><br>Damien heard the scream as his hands reached out to open the great doors. The great beast didn't even stop for a second, his face didn't change even the slightest. It was as though the sentence didn't interest him at all, or. His hands grabbed the knobs of the door and gave a powerful pull to open them with ease. He walked into the room not even glancing once at the two other beings in the room while they turned to him looking to see who was the one who came in late. <br><br>Damien walked to the back of the room, disappearing behind a few pilers until finally coming back with a big scroll in his right hand. As soon as Damien set down the form of Corrine appeared through the closed door. He signaled her to sit down and then he got up and looked at each one of the group, taking note that someone was missing but for whatever reason it was not bringing it up. <br><br>"For too long this war has ragged on. For too long we have had many minor successes yet failed when it came for the big victories. For too long have we watched as the pathetic humans last stand remains standing over and over and over again. It's time to change all of this. It's time for us to get involved personally and make sure that hellfire falls."<br><br>Damien stopped talking for a few seconds, looking at each one in the eyes to make sure that he still had them with him. He knew for a fact that not all of them had his passion for winning the war...no, he knew for a fact that <strong>NONE</strong> of them had his passion for winning this war. After a very long time of making planes and sending the army, yet staying behind and then watching the planes fail, Damien had enough. He had a new plan in mind, yet for it to work perfectly he needed all of them with him. If Damien was a normal human being he would have taken a deep breath and steadied himself before continuing, but Damien was not nearly a normal human being, so he continued right away, without even flinching.<br><br>"I have a plan that will turn this fight even more to our favor. If we manage to pull this off then not even the hellfire will be able to stop us."<br><br>Damien takes the scroll and spreads it on the table, reviling a map of the human world with a large red skull painted on a seemingly random place. Damien then pointed to the skull.<br><br>"this is the biggest and most important camp that the human have. It took me a long time to find it, but i finally did. This camp is where the brigade gets most of it's resources and supplies from. If we bring it down we will strike a great blow to the brigade and to the rest of the human world. Not only will we greatly hurt the brigade by taking away it's main source of supplies and resources, but we'll also strike great fear into the rest of the human world, showing them that even the brigade can't stop us."<br><br>Damien then set down, waiting for the rest of the group to give their opinion on the matter.&nbsp;<br><br><br>~~~~~~~<br><br>OOC: sorry for the long wait, i just waited for the 5th member to post. But we can continue without him if you want. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>17-05-2008, 20:15:52</strong>
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				Dorian idly tosses a blood red ruby of marble size into the air as he walks down the halls of the underworld. Catching it he slips it into the inner pocket of his jacket and removes the flask he secreted there. Opening it in one quick motion he takes a long drink before entering the doors to the chamber. He smirks as he pushes the doors open, he knew he was late but he was no lap dog. Even if the Dark Ones held the title to his soul.<br><br>Seeing the others seated around the chamber he sighs, "This had better be important. I was at a lovely end of the world bash in Connecticut..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 02:25:18</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden made note of Damian’s entrance, her blue eyes focused on him as he took his seat.&nbsp; Her head tilted to the side, making note of the archaic implement that the man was using.&nbsp; She found that to be the broods main flaw, not the slightly shaky infrastructure but their anachronistic ways they went about bussiness. When most of the members were ancient creatures, what could one expect?<br><br>She soon had her eyes upon the map scanning the terrain, most likely flawed because the image was rendered by hand.&nbsp; She would have to take such flaws into effect as she matched the rendering to the topographical maps in her memory.&nbsp; Her head lurched forward for a moment as she pulled the information to the surface of her memory banks.<br><br>“Your information is good Damian, but, this camp, nor others of its kind are a threat.&nbsp; The supplies they provide are essential to the rank and file humans, not the actual members of the Hell Fire Brigade.”&nbsp; When she spoke the word there was a slight tick at the sides of her mouth.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“Cutting supply lines will barely affect the true defenders of humanity, weakening a populace that is incapable of defending itself is a useless endeavor.&nbsp; So, unless your plan involves the actual destruction of the Elite Members of the DPS, I must say I find this mission to be without point.”<br><br>She didn’t even pay the fop of an immortal any heed,&nbsp; ignoring orders for a revelery was illogical.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ace86</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 04:34:20</strong>
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				Damien listened to the rebuke of his fellow member of the brood. Truth is he knew that they would probably question him at first, not believing that he knew what he was doing. That fact didn't bother him at the least, he knew that if they wanted to succeeded in their quest they need to do what he just told them, and he knew that they would come to see it sooner or later.<br><br>"Let me tell you something, garbage can. If we knew where the Hell Fire's headquarters was we would have eliminated them by now, but that you already know. Secondly, if we attack the camp the brigade will most like come to help them out and we will get to fight the brigade outside their HQ, where they are more vulnerable. And by the way, don't let the words camp fool you, it is a base camp that can guard itself. And the last thing is, don't underestimate the damage that the brigade will receive if the camp will fall. Its a difference maker, thats for sure."<br><br>Damien talked calmly, even the insult was said without much care. He wasn't angry or anything, far from it. Damian was sure that they would agree with him at the end, and he was willing to answer as much of their questions as it took to prove to them that this was the right thing to do.<br><br><br>~~~~~`<br><br><br>OOC: hey Seraph, do you speak Hebrew?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 05:13:50</strong>
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				The blank doll like stare stayed focused on the undead creature.&nbsp; <br><br>“I did not state I wanted to directly assault the brigade’s base camp, I had said I found this plan pointless if it did not involve a conflict with members of the Hell Fire Brigade.&nbsp; If you cannot process the difference with your organic brain, I’m sure one of my technicians would happily upgrade you with a cybernetic replacement.”&nbsp; She did not jest.<br><br>She scanned the map once more, making sure that the location was the same as the information she had stored in her memory banks prior to her defection to the brood.&nbsp; The information seemed sound, of course plans could have been altered thanks to the knowledge that she had brought with her.&nbsp; It was important yes, but supplies were more often used to strengthen mortal troops who stood little chance even against the weakest abyssal invaders.<br><br>“There is the possibility&nbsp; of course that your hypothesis about the Brigade appearing to provide aid to the men and woman who guard the installation will occur.&nbsp; Yet, the possibility is slim particularly if we brought the full strength of our arms against this camp.&nbsp; They will more then likely elect to cut their losses instead of risking more lives in a hopeless struggle.”<br><br>She then returned to eyes to Damian.&nbsp; “Unfortunately, it seems that the entirety of your plan is based on a postulation.&nbsp; You believe that eliminating this base camp will be a thorn in the side of our opponents.&nbsp; &nbsp;I calculate that there is a chance, but, what is the purpose of us getting involved when a troop of underlings would more then likely be able to destroy the facility without revealing our hand to our opponents?”<br><br>(Not very much,&nbsp; but a little)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ace86</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 10:11:39</strong>
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				Damien smiled at the talking machine. As he though, she was the one who would lead the debate in his opposite corner. So he needed to convince her then, that was the true test here.<br><br>"You ask why get involved right?. Well, my answer is this. In the past we didn't get involved and have paid for it. Battles that we fought were on the course of victory until that damned group appeared. If we send a wave of attack and the Brigade do show up we will lose again, and i don't care what the odds are of them arriving, Even if there is only 1% chance of that. I'm tired of letting these puny worms win because were too lazy to come out of this place and fight. Im tired of seeing my force fought back to the abyss while i sit here and hear you say that bullshit about how we may have lost the battle but we will win the war. I WANT TO WIN THE WAR NOW."<br><br>Now Damien was getting angry. He wasn't getting angry at someone in specific, let alone at Elohim. It was more of a rage brought out of remembering unwelcome passed events. Damien's eyes turned red and he hit the table hard, causing the mighty ancient stone to crack, at the word NOW.<br><br><br>~~~~~<br><br>OOC: I asked you because the word Elohim means something in Hebrew and i wondered if you knew that or if thats coincidental,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 14:46:54</strong>
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				Corrine’s gaze met with Damien’s as her form began to solidify within the room, she cast her gaze around at the assembled denizens of this ancient place, each time she passed through these walls she felt the almost overwhelming presence of so many twisted and dark souls… each having their own distinct ‘flavour’, there were times when Corrine could close her eyes and know who was close to her simply by the shape and colour they imprinted in her subconscious… but amidst so many of the Brood they merged into indiscernible darkness, all except for one… Elohim.<br><br>There was something about her… the cold and purely mechanical efficiency of her mind seemed peaceable compared to her own mind, it felt like a small taste of the chamber that she called her own, and she would often seek some small solace from her presence in order push back the morbid torment of the life stream… she shone with a vividly intense dark light in her minds eye.&nbsp; Corrine moved to stand close to her and with Damien at her side as the debate intensified… her eyes flicked to the door as a sudden reddish purple haze appeared in her mind… before merging into the collection darkness…she cast a wry smile to Dorian as he entered…<br><br>It had been so long since she had tasted the blood of battle, at least it felt like it had… <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 21:18:07</strong>
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				Elohim was not put off by the display of anger, it was something she had come to expect when interacting with fleshlings.&nbsp; Their emotions always seemed to run high, and those very same feelings always seemed to cause their thoughts to become muddled. <br><br>&nbsp;The emphasis on the word now only served to further her postulation that Damain was allowing foolish emotion to drive him instead of logic.<br><br>“Now?”&nbsp; She said her head cocking to one side.&nbsp; “What can now mean to someone who has lived as long as you?&nbsp; Have you not yet learned the virtue of patience?&nbsp; Our horde is limitless, what does a single defeat matter in comparison to the losses that our retinue would inflict upon the humans, even if they themselves were wiped out?&nbsp; Can we not simply call fourth another unit of demons and send them fourth again, and again?&nbsp; You do not want victory, you boil for blood nothing more . . .&nbsp; &nbsp; It is apparent by the obvious rage written upon your face.”<br><br>She turned away momentarily to watch Corrine enter, her head lowered slightly almost as if in a bow, causing gold locks with the faintest metallic shimmer to fall in front of her eyes.&nbsp; The artificial strands were soon brushed away by a metallic hand.&nbsp; Her gaze then returned to Damian.&nbsp; <br><br>“I want it understood that I would like nothing more then to enter the fray, particularly against the Brigade’s own automation.&nbsp; I have the urge to take the relic apart to see how it works, but . . .&nbsp; combat for the sake of combat is a useless endeavor.”<br><br>(Yes,&nbsp; I did choose the name on purpose)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ace86</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 23:18:48</strong>
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				"You know as well as i know that our hordes are not endless, not in the way that matters anyway. While it's true that we can never "run out" of soldiers it is still a factor of how much we can send at a single time, and that is limited. If our forces were truly endless then we could just send more and more until every last human perishes and it wouldn't matter how much we lose because we have endless more. The thing is this, every time we lose its a blow that takes time to heal. Every time our forces are destroyed it takes time for them to return here, Time that lets our enemies recuperate."<br><br>Damien has calmed down and was now talking once again as if he was a statue, void of any emotion.<br><br>"I have listened to you criticize my idea enough. Let's hear you idea then. That is, if you have any. Lets hear how you plan on changing the fact that we keep losing to these mortals over and over again. And for your sake, your plan better not have any waiting factor in it unless it will work for sure. I can wait another one thousand years if it meant executing a plan that will work 100%."<br><br>Damien crossed his hands and waited for the metal parts that form what looks like a woman to talk.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>19-05-2008, 01:00:08</strong>
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				“A plan requires time to formulate, perhaps if news of your meeting came to me earlier I would have had the chance to come up with something. Instead I received word just moments before, leaving me little oppurtunity to do anything but process the purpose that I was being called.&nbsp; &nbsp;I must say it was a manuever I should have anticipated.”&nbsp; She said looking at the husk of dead flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>“It is obvious the we won’t be able to sway the other, so I will waste no more time for the rest of you.&nbsp; I oppose Damian’s plan, but, if the rest of you agree with his short sighted urge to jump into the fray, simply for instant gratification.&nbsp; I will fight at your side, I understand my purpose as a weapon and a machine.”&nbsp; <br><br>Her blue eyes looked over each of the faces that had gathered here.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>19-05-2008, 12:39:31</strong>
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				Corrine merely stood and watched, she had seen this before, for herself, she rarely sought to get involved… indeed, these sorts of meetings had rarely seen her in attendance and this one was only by the purest chance as her communion with Itzpaplotl had impressed upon her that the eve of war was at hand, had she not, then Damien could well have stood stoically facing the wall for many more days.<br><br>The glittering blue eyes of the automaton fell upon hers… Elohim, the cold reasoning of her impassioned mind seemed to captivate Corrine as she tried to reach into the darklight that hummed around her, she could taste the empty oblivion and against the maelstrom that took her own mind it was a taste to savour.<br><br>She felt the crackling stream around her arm as it sparked against her body, casting its flickered tendrils of shadow across her face…“I have memories… dark memories of the wars waged before in ‘her’ name in ancient times.&nbsp; Her warriors were fierce and unforgiving; they would carve a path in order to cut the head and the heart from the ‘snake’ of their enemies and that is how we must be, the mortals will melt from us, those that will stand against us will do so foolishly and their souls cast into the life stream…”&nbsp; Corrine shifted softly against the touch of her own thoughts, feeling the coursing stream of the planet as it pulsed through her, the agony and memories of each of those sundered souls clawing at her…<br><br>“I have seen it in my dreams, in the fleeting peace I am afforded in my chambers; the ancient has shown me the end of all things.&nbsp; I see them… each and every one of the Hellfire’s staked and stretched against the sacrificial stone, their still beating hearts torn from within and held up high as an offering to burning skies, whilst the temple steps run with a waterfall of blood.”&nbsp; Her voice was tinged with an almost distant edge as her eyes fixed against the sapphire orbs of the mechanical… she found peace in focusing on her and recognised the worth of her stance… “I seek more worthy souls… my hunger craves it, but… should you wish to follow this endeavor against the weak mortals I shall accompany you…” she glanced across to the rest of the assembled Brood, a flicker of flame surged in her eyes as she drew her mind back…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 00:01:07</strong>
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				Sayuri frowned as she listened to all of them, leaning back in her chair as she folded her arms over her chest. She shook her head and scowled at all of them. "Ok, listen idiots. While you all have points in this matter, our job is not specifically placed to defeat the Brigade. We are here to help fight and win the war as Damien is so eager to achieve. While we are doing this, a great way to help win this little war is to take down the Brigade, they are a rather large obsticle.. BUT they are not top priority. I'd like them dead as much as anyone of us..Well.." she trailed off with a smirk. "I'd most likely enjoy killing them more then the rest of you, but that's not the point. The point of the matter is that this camp is rather large, as he stated it is the largest. If we were to take out that camp, not only would it hurt the Hellfire piss ants, but it will dangerously weaken the entire human populace. So you can pretty much -garentee- that the brigade will show up sooner or later. They can't let their largest collection of human's die off. He's not assuming, if they don't show up, they might aswell just stand back and let us kill every last human. Get it?" She muttered the last part, looking pointedly between both Damien and Elohim.<br><br>"Now can we just get on with the plans?" It wasn't really a request on her part, she rarely asked for anything, she would usually just take it. So this was more of a demand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 03:49:44</strong>
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				The doors that were previously opened to the Hall of Despair would slam shut by some unforeseen force.&nbsp; The torches would flicker out from the breeze created as the visage of a shadowy figure would come forth from the darkness.&nbsp; Illuminated by black tendrils of ebony fires around his form.&nbsp; From within the cloaked figure a pair of dark crimson glowing eyes would peer out towards the group gathered, any who should look into the eyes directly would sense a small flicker of fear twinge their bodies.&nbsp; <br><br>For this figure was the avatar of evil, the Harbinger of the Dark Gods.&nbsp; "Be still thy tongues, my elite group of warriors, My Brood, for your masters have given charge to Damien to deliever thy message.&nbsp; We know of your hunger for blood knows no end, and your intent of malice upon the weak is no greater pleasure, but remember whom you owe your existence to."&nbsp; The creature would say as he narrowed his eyes at them in turn.&nbsp; His voice was like nails scraping against a chalkboard to those that had the nerves to accept the sound.&nbsp; "I expect results from this mission as do my lords the Dark Gods, for it is the reason why we gathered each of you here, Now, Damien I believe you were going to address the situation, and make preparations for battle."&nbsp; <br><br>He said as he turned away, the tattered remains of his shroud over the shadowy form would flutter lightly as the blackish fire danced over the cloth.&nbsp; "And do make it enjoyable for our masters, they do like to hear the screams of mortals," he would quote with a cackle in his voice that would fill the great hall with its dark maniacal joy before the doors of the hall would swing open, relighting the torches and putting everything back to normal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 04:09:13</strong>
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				Sayuri scowled lightly, shaking her head at the Harbringer. "And I always thought that Damien was creepy." she whispered to the others, flashing Damien a smirk. "But he's pale in comparison to that guy..thing..what ever he is." she almost purred, her eyes dancing with amusement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ace86</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 04:35:08</strong>
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				As soon as Damien realized what was going on he lowered his head as a show of respect to his superior. He knew from the beginning that the enlightenment of this mission came from the dark gods themselves. But to have them send their avatar down to their realm to stand by him was an honor he didn't except to receive. What he did expect to receive from the gods was punishment in case he failed to get the brood mind set on the plans. <br><br>With the gods will in his favor, Damien suddenly felt confident and strong, as one would feel when he had an unbreakable shield around him. Damien looked Elohim in the eyes, for she was his main concern. He hoped that now see saw that he was only telling her what the gods themselves have showed him and that now she would gladly help him, for he needed her help. It was time to make peace with the memberers of the elite. <br><br>"The camp is located within a hidden valley deep within these mountains. there is a road that leads into a cave that opens up to the valley and then beyond that to the camp itself. Since the camp is located high above the cave the road itself is steep and goes through many turns before reaching the gates."<br><br>Damien shows them what he means by drawing a line with many zig-zags and placing numbers every once in a while to show the difference in hight.<br><br>"also, the road is flanked by the mountain from both sides and then it gets very narrow by the time the gates to the camp gets insight. In other words, if we attack from there our numbers would mean nothing for the corridor like road will make us have to attack in small waves."<br><br>Damien looks up and looks at each of the other members of the brood and noticed Dorian for the first time. He looked at him for a long while but at the end decided that it wasn't worth his time. Damien then moved his hand and pointed toward another spot close by.<br><br>"The information i needed in order to make a winning battle plan finally came to me from a spy i have in the area. The place i am pointing at is a secret passage way made for them to escape in case of an assault. My spy has given me the location of the entrance, or what is to the humans the exit, to that tunnel. The thing is, the tunnel is small and no great force can make its way through it. The plan is simple, catch them by surprise by striking from the road and then when they have all of their forces attending one end of the camp, a small group of our most powerful monsters along with one or two of us will come out of the tunnel and attack from the rear. Once they are attacked from both fronts another small group will arrive from the tunnel only this group will be of our fire dwellers, and they will hail down fire and death from above. with enemies from the front and from the rear, and fire coming down on then they will fall for sure."<br><br>Damien waited for it to sink in, waited for everyone to get what he just told them. He wondered if anyone else would have an objection on his plan.<br><br>"Now we need to decide who goes where. I, along with another will go along with the main army. I need two if you to go with the first group that emerges from the tunnels and then one to lead the fire dwellers."<br><br>Damien waited from them to take up whatever position they wanted, he wouldn't interfere with their choices. &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 04:45:12</strong>
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				The Harbinger looked towards Sayuri as he narrowed his eyes towards her.&nbsp; In a flash a thousand horrors would erupt within her mind in the shattering sounds of screams and maniacal torture beyond her wildest of imaginations or reality itself.&nbsp; "Child creepy is a far far undertone to what I am, and that is only a sampling of my abilities, if you wish to mock me more I will make an example of you towards the others."&nbsp; The Harbinger seethed as he waited watching Sayuri with his blood red eyes from the depths of a cloak that was wreathed in flames of black fire that danced the dance of the dead.&nbsp; "Then again torments such as that would be more of a pleasure to your kind wouldn't it child, do me proud and you will experience a euphoria of pain and suffering a thousand fold."&nbsp; The demon said towards Sayuri
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 05:49:42</strong>
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				The machine looked on the strange avatar, suppressing a involuntary shudder.&nbsp; Emotion was not something known to the machine, but this creature’s aura of fear seemed to claw at her very circuitry.&nbsp; The sudden onset of fleshly feelings caused Elohim’s body, to tilt forward concealing herself from the cthonic entity.&nbsp; Mechanical limbs twitched, as her programing went into overdrive, dampening the sudden welling up of terror that had shot through her senses.&nbsp; The ‘malfunction’ lasted only an instant but it was an image of true torment to her.<br><br>“If I had known this was my master’s wish, I would not have argued.”&nbsp; She said rather flatly.&nbsp; Her blue eyes once more looked at Damian.&nbsp; “I would request next time that you state upfront that you are carrying the Dark Ones message.”<br><br>Her gaze moved to the Harbinger, though the machine never looked directly upon it not wishing to experience the illogical surge of emotion once more. “Please Forgive my insolence, I am the Dark God’s weapon . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;Nothing more, nothing less.”<br><br>The mechanical maiden then listened to Damian’s plan, her doll like features never changing as she looked upon him.<br><br>“Since this is your plan Damain, what are your thoughts on our deployment?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 20:43:03</strong>
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				In the briefest moment before the dread shade breached the void Corrine was suddenly struck with the tremendous fire that speared through her senses, its very presence influencing the writhing lifestream and the darkest cloud swept across her… her mind which shuddered at the onslaught as her psionic abilities fought to retain control, for one moment she felt that the disturbance would be so intense that the mental shackles that held the ancient in place in her consciousness would buckle and break… she dared not allow them too… not here… not now… the consequences of allowing her through she dared not think about<br><br><em>…the eyes of the ancient Mayan spirit lifted… its gaze like fire as the soft heated breath washed through her… a cruel smile crossed her mouth, her skin steaming from the dark symbols that sliced through her face… a writhing, raging natural turmoil that regarded her from the chains that bound her atop the steps of the giant Ziggurat… she rose and pulled at the chains… the metal bindings bending at her will…</em><br><br>Outwardly she tried to compose herself and to keep those around her from realising the disturbance his presence was creating… her body shivered faintly, and for the briefest moment her hand sought support… Corrine touched upon the arm of the one closest to her… Elohim… Corrine’s eyes flickered for a moment, her naturally sharp blue eyes tinged red as she fought back and drew deeply from her abilities and balanced the tempest with her mind and soul, and she glanced at the lithe figure of the dark mechanical.&nbsp; Corrine’s mind was too absorbed in its own battle to register much of what the Dark god had said… only when he had retreated into the dark fires once more was Corrine able to fully control herself, and she stood.. silently breathless… whilst they made their plans…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 23:41:24</strong>
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				The only showing that the Harbringer had touched her mind was the small wince that came forth upon Sayuri's face, suddenly a tad pale. Shaking her head lightly, she flashed the man a glare. She was not used to taking orders, lest being threatened, by anyone other than the dark one's themselves, more specifically the Dark Master.<br><br>Ripping her sapphire eyes from the man..thing, she stared across the room at a wall, trying not to look as though she was a sulking child that had been slapped on the hand.<br><br>"Damien, what ever requires more combat then opperations, I'll take. I tend to have more fun when ripping things apart." she said, glancing to him. "So place me in what ever area that is best. Perhaps you should take a gander at our profile's, I'm sure that the Dark one's equipted you with them. Go over them and figure out who is best for what." She muttered before closing her eyes and going silent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 00:10:15</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden felt a bit of a weight on her shoulder, her senses read it as something soft, fleshly, and warm.&nbsp; &nbsp;She turned her head to the side, to see Corrine leaning against her body,&nbsp; soon a mechanical arm had wrapped around her waist and she leaned downward allowing the woman to stay supported on her mechanical shoulder.&nbsp; She remained silent, looking into the woman’s pained eyes with her own large vacant blue orbs, no sign at all of emotion.<br><br>The machine’s ‘skin’ was a bit cooler then a humans, and senstive sense of touch would have picked up on the various mechanical parts beneath the soft layer of pseudo- flesh that allowed Elohim to atleast pass for a human. Senstive ears, would pick up the low hum of a barely active generator, and the woman’s&nbsp; smelled faintly of anticeptics and metal.<br><br>Those blue vacant eyes locked onto the smaller woman, when it appearred her fit was at its end.&nbsp; She still held her, gently so, despite the hard machinery that made up her body, “Are you malfunctioning Corrine?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 01:14:45</strong>
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				Corrine felt the touch of Elohim’s arm, its hold cooling but strangely comforting given the tempest that still fettered within her.&nbsp; For a moment… the very briefest of moments… Corrine allowed her mind to reach out, her psionic skill touching upon the cooling resonance of the mechanical doll at her side and finding that particular cooling emptiness, like looking into the heart of a star.<br><br>Corrine couldn’t resist a slight smile at Elohim’s enquiry… Perhaps she was… malfunctioning.&nbsp; There was so little of her memory that she could recall from the time before the dark touch of the ancient Mayan spirit had entwined with her own soul as it was torn through the stream of the planet.&nbsp; She glanced down at the crackling arc of energy that snaked around her arm… “So little memory” she whispered… her words inaudible except perhaps to those whose ears were especially acute.&nbsp; She could explain it… she could tell her that it was like a virus that had integrated itself so closely in her 'system' that she couldn't extract one from the other, that she actually needed this creature inside her and yet the pain it caused her was… she smiled… “I am… I will be fine… thank you…”.<br><br>She straightened herself up, even at full height Elohim still dominated her, and she gave her a smile… not knowing whether it would register with her, but it didn’t matter… her fingers still lingered against her taking comfort from the coolness and using it to bind the Mayan with her psionic embrace…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 06:50:26</strong>
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				When the woman stopped leaning against her mechanical frame she straightened up.&nbsp; Looking down upon her face, regestering the slight curvature of woman’s mouth.&nbsp; The machine analyzed her data banks, putting a word to the gesture.&nbsp; It was a smile, something usually displayed during times of joy.&nbsp; She thought on this for a while, unable to figure out just what had made the woman happy after what appeared to be a serious glitch in her organic operating system.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“It is good that you are functioning optimally once more.”&nbsp; &nbsp; She turned her head to the undead man once more.&nbsp; <br><br>“May I suggest that Dorian act alone.&nbsp; He is the only one among us who is incapable of destruction.&nbsp; It only logical that he act without the back up of another brood member. I would also suggest that since both of us function as heavy hitting units Damian, that we not act together.”&nbsp; She said returning to bussiness.&nbsp; “Do you have any preference about which of the remain two accompany you?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 13:47:26</strong>
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				Corrine shook the last vestiges of the ancients attempt to claw through the psionic screen, slowly her mind reasserted itself and the Mayan once more became entwined in the psionic mesh.&nbsp; For a moment her eyes flickered shut and she saw her seared face in the half-light of her thoughts…<br><br><em>…why resist me child…&nbsp; why push me back when the joy of destruction is something we can both embrace…</em><br><br>Corrine looked around the room and her eyes fell to Damien’s “It does not concern me which task you think I am best suited for, but I would rather do it without the concern of ensuring the one partnered to me could be affected, to my mind there is only one here who would be resistant to the miring,” she cast a flickered glance towards the blue eyed automaton before continuing.&nbsp; “If I am to be required to strip their souls from their flesh and cast them into the abyss, I would rather do it without ensuring I am fifty steps from my partner.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ace86</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 14:04:35</strong>
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				Damien stood silently and thought about his plan again. He was must certain that once he asked where each would like to be he would get his answer immediately, something that apparently didn't happen. They seemed to rely on him more then he thought they would and the bothered a lot. He wasn't a great general leading his team. He was a member of a group, and as a group they shouldn't be leaning on him too much. <br><br>"Fine, but if you don't like your position that your problem, remember..I gave you the option to choose."<br><br>Damien looked around the group and then down to the map. If he wanted this plan to work he needed to place the most physically strong in the front, for there the fight was the hardest. Other then that, it didn't really matter to him.<br><br>"Me and Dorian will take the front. I don't know how long it will take you to reach the camp from the secret tunnel and i need another strong leader to have as minimum a casualties as possible. Corrine and Sayuri, you take the rear, If you don't want to work together then just split the force half way and each of you take command of one unit...I don't care either way as long as you don't get in each other's way.. The most important thing is that you attack them hard and fast before they realize what happened. You have the opportunity to inflict a great amount of damage before they recuperate. Elohim, you take the fire dwellers, our "archers" and once your in the camp find the highest ground you can and have your squad fire at the enemy with no mercy."<br><br>Damien looked around the room making sure everyone understood it's orders. He hopped that this was it, that no one else had anything else to say or anything else to object to. He was getting tired of this meeting and wanted to go back to his chambers. But just so there won't be any fault in the mission, for if the mission failed he would have hell to pay, he asked the question anyway.<br><br>"Any question?" &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 17:08:38</strong>
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				Dorian rubs his temples from the headache that the Dark Ones presence had gave him before sighing, "Well I like that. Stick me in the front, eh?" He smiled at Damien and Elohim. It was rather a cold look. "In my time generals did not lead from the front," he chuckles. "Oh well. I could do with a bit of excitement."<br><br>He cast a wary glance at Corrine. The clockwork toy, the goddess, and the undead demon never fazed him. He could easily run circles around their pedestrian selves. After all they were but monster's no different than him. But the young immortal was of a different sort. 'More power in that one than all the rest of us put together,' he muses. 'And I for one do not want to be around when her fragile mind snaps.'<br><br>Dorian did not know what made the girl's presence scream warnings into his mind, but he understood that she was dangerous. Her little show there, just then, of weakness. He watched like the stratigist he was, pocketing the bits of information he was learning about her just from her mannerisms. In his centuries of life he had seen much and learned even more. He could tell that the girl had just come close to losing herself to her own power. He resolved to learn more of her later. <br><br>"I agree Corrine should be in the rear but with Elohim nearby," he speaks to Damien while never looking away from Corrine. "I have no taste for the puppet but at least if Corrine should... ahem...lose her tightly bound control. The toy," he waves dismissively Elohim, "can silence her before she does any harm to us." His tone is cold like that of one who had just ordered his evening meal, not one who had just contemplated having a new ally killed by another.<br><br>"So that leaves our little goddess in training. Our perfect little escape plan." Dorian turns to the pouting Sayuri. "Her ability to open portals to here will be our exit if things go badly, understand Damien?" He turns to look at the large demon again. "So why would you allow her to go running around by herself, getting into trouble?"<br><br>"Oh and you think you can behave this time?" He smirks at Sayuri before going to flop down in his chair again with a broad smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ace86</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 18:12:24</strong>
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				Damien turned around and started walking off toward the door. He had enough and had no more wishes to gaze upon the rest of them until it was time to get on with the attack. Damien reached the door and then stopped, looking back toward the room over his shoulder he add one more comment.<br><br>"Do as you wish, i care little for who does what. I refuse to stand here and listen to your bickering anymore. I'll me at my chamber, summon me when you made up your mind."<br><br>~~~~~<br><br>OOC: ok, unless someone stops me from leaving i'll be off until you call me.. Just make sure to highlight it so i won't miss it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>23-05-2008, 01:33:04</strong>
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				Sayuri glanced to Dorian and scowled at him slightly. "Well excuse you, in training?" she then smirked, a playful tint in her sapphire eyes. "I -am- a goddess." she chuckled before sitting back in her chair and grinning almost seductively towards the other man before glancing to Corrine. "He's got a point, power may be a good thing, but if you have so much power that you can barely control it. Then it does us little good, expecially when the power is basically distructive aganst anyone, encluding us. Elohim doesn't really have a soul to worry about, so she should be pared with her." Sayuri said, flashing the two a smile before looking back to Dorain. <br><br>"And as for me being alone, I could get alot more done alone then you could do in years." she smirked,.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>23-05-2008, 02:58:36</strong>
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				The automation listened to the presented Data, processing it, barely noticing Damian’s sudden exit.&nbsp; His reaction, was odd, yet...&nbsp; She lacked real understanding of anything that possessed a true conciousness.&nbsp; So, she returned her gaze to the remaining group.&nbsp; &nbsp;Listening to their plan, it did make the most sense, her lack of a true life essence did grant her immunity from the woman’s crippling aura.&nbsp; <br><br>“If that is what is desired, I will accompany Corrine.”&nbsp; She took a step closer to the smaller woman.&nbsp; “Is there anything else that needs to be decided, or shall we summon for Damian?”&nbsp; The machine had no more questions, she was now assigned her roll, and as such would act upon it to the greatest extent her programming and equipment would allow.&nbsp; <br><br>For a moment she went through systems and hardware diagnostic, and found everything was functioning properly.&nbsp; As such, she was prepared for the battle at hand
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>23-05-2008, 03:29:46</strong>
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				Nodding slightly, she felt a frown play across her pale pink lips. "Well.. now that that's settled.. that just leaves what I'm doing, aswell as Dorian." she added as she glanced to the said person.<br><br>Looking back to Elohim and Corrine, she tilted her head at the two of them. Vaguely wondering why she found them to be both amusing and adorable. Adorable was not supposed to be in her vocab. It was like she suddenly turned lesbian and hated all men!<br><br>Wait..she did hate men..but she hated women too. She didn't discriminate, she didn't like one species, race, or gender more then the other. She hated every one of them equally and enjoyed taking their lives almost as equally. It was just more fun with men because she got to play cat and mouse with them in a more erotic way.<br><br>She also felt slightly jealous of Elohim and Corrine. Though one was a robot and the other tried to distance herself from people asmuch as she could, she could feel the silent bond sneaking between them. Something that they might not even be aware of yet, she she could tell they would have some form of companionship... Now why did that make her feel so suddenly lonely?<br><br>Shaking her head slightly, she looked away and got to her feet, shoving her hands into the pockets of her black cargo's before moving across the room casually, obviously in no real hurry. <br><br>"What ever, when you people figure out what you're going to do just send a messenger for me, I'm going out to have some fun." she muttered as she opened the door, slamming it behind her almost as if she were angry about something.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>23-05-2008, 04:29:58</strong>
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				Corrine remained silent during the discussion, but her eyes cast towards Dorian, as he spoke, almost dismissively about her… to her he was an enigma, she both understood and yet was often lost in his presence, his perception had often been misunderstood for arrogance she thought but she knew the richness of his soul, but Sayuri was another matter… the light cast by her seemed to be in a state of complete flux, and Corrine couldn’t get a handle on it as she watched her move through the room, a rich swell of darkness following in her wake…<br><br>Their words had rung out against her and judged her, rightly perhaps… but through contempt…concern…fear… she didn’t know, she spent much of her time in her chambers rarely exiting and had kept contact at a minimum, partially to keep her focus as her chambers disjointed existence served to shelter her mind and cleanse it of the incessant torment of the planet.<br><br><em>Power… what is power without control… how can I control you…</em> but no answer came from within the tempest of her thoughts… little of her memories of life remained, but for the sense of being ostracised and cast out… and when she thought she had found people who would embrace her, they only used her for their own curiosity… the result having cast her into the furious tempest of the planet… <br><br>Corrine felt some comfort from the presence of the automaton as she stepped towards her, the soft touch of oblivion flickered across her mind and caressed her senses, an unconscious act but one that she was thankful for… her rich blue eyes flickered across the room and those who had seen to remain… as they watched her, she narrowed her gaze to them… “I believe Elohim’s locality to me will prove beneficial and at the very least i would not have to worry about harming her..."&nbsp; she paused for a moment... <em>harming her? she was a mechanic crafted in the dark laboratories... a device... a weapon... and yet she felt ...</em> she shook her thoughts free.&nbsp; "The time is nearing we should wait no longer."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>25-05-2008, 03:34:39</strong>
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				“Do you need to prepare Corine?”&nbsp; The machine said as she tilted her head downward to face the smaller woman, her optics scanning over the woman made of flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>“If you do, I will accompany you.&nbsp; It is easier to synchronize with an organic organism by observing its behaviour.&nbsp; If I was capable of downloading your data, it wouldn’t be as neccesary for me to be so intrusive.&nbsp; Yet, if I am to fight by your side...&nbsp; I need to try to locate predicatable behaviour , and discover just how your body works when it is not in a state of rest.&nbsp; This way I will know how best to compliment your own tactics.”&nbsp; Those blue unblinking orbs never moved from the eyes of the psychic vampire.<br><br>“Is this a satisfactory arrangement?”&nbsp; The machine said in that sweet yet wholy monotone voice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>25-05-2008, 13:02:27</strong>
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				The flicker of oblivion pervaded her mind as Corrine met with the soft steel gaze of the soulless machine… she ran the cool words of her over in the fires of her mind and smiled a little.&nbsp; The quiet logic made sense to her, she mused that if Elohim ‘understood’ more of her then perhaps her enhanced perception would register any early signs of her ‘control’ failing… a weakness that wasn’t lost on any of the Brood…<br><br>“It is quite satisfactory…” Corrine’s hand fell against her waist and brushed upon the hilt of her knife… “There is one thing I must do before we leave… the ancient in my blood has been stirred and become restless, I need to offer a sacrifice of my blood to her...to sate her a little..” she watched Elohim, there was of course no reaction in her expression, nothing for her to judge from, just the gentle murmur of her systems.&nbsp; Corrine bought her fingers away from the weapon and gently spoke… “This isn’t something I can do any where but the peace of my chamber… please… accompany me…?” Corrine dipped her head and moved from the room, this time she pushed open the door and felt the shadow of Elohim across her as she gracefully followed in her wake.<br><br>They continued down the shadowed corridors until she stood outside the walls of her chamber, Corrine reached out, the energy field around her arm crackling as her fingers brushed delicately upon it as she felt the ancient call of the stone… the seeping memories and the tranquillity that lay within, she glanced across to Elohim... “We are here….” <br><br>The chamber was in a state of cyclic flux… its existence shielded from most… she would normally never do this, no soul but hers would ever break the sacred bond she had with the darkness within… but Elohim, of course, had no soul… nothing but the dispassionate light of nothingness that beat inside her sculptured frame.&nbsp; It was simply a case of reversing the flow of her telekinetic power and projecting it outwards, displacing the molecular structure of the immediate area as apposed to her own...&nbsp; <br><br>Corrine’s eyes flickered closed for a moment as she felt her natural psionic gift feather out through the ancient stone, brushing against the deeper molecular structure and reaching out around the base atoms that made up the rock… her mind began to burn with the exertion as she began to lace each atom with her will… feeling the molecules heat and dance at her command. The rock began to shift and phase out of the physical plane as she drew the chamber into line with her presence, stilling the temporal eddies that cocooned her hidden heart… <br><br>Corrine looked back at her companion with a smile… Elohim’s eyes directed at the wall… “After you…” she gestured<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 01:37:29</strong>
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				The Gynoid watched as the wall itself was reduced to nothing more then simple base particles.&nbsp; It was an interesting feat, those blue orbs gazed vacantly. <br><br>Her psionic capability was impressive, she was obviously above even the highest trained S types...&nbsp; Did such power come naturally to the woman?&nbsp; Or was it a result of some long lost training program, as of yet that data she possessed was useless in forming a hypothesis, but, it was stored as an interesting fact.’&nbsp; It was an avenue that would require exploration.&nbsp; <br><br>Right now, all that mattered was just how destructive that power could be when turned against their enemies.&nbsp; How best could she supplement Corrine’s strength?&nbsp; A shield perhaps...&nbsp; Or as a sledge hammer?&nbsp; The machine had pondered this silently until the entrance&nbsp; to Corrine’s chamber stood open.&nbsp; When she was invited in, her head nodded causing those shimmering gold strands to fall out of place once more, causing an obviously mechanical hand to move upward pushing the delicate strands back into place.<br><br>“Thank you Corrine.”&nbsp; The machine moved forward, to enter this place that seemed to exist outside of reality.&nbsp; Her body moved with feminine grace, hips swaying slightly back and fourth accompanied by swinging of those brillant blond strands.&nbsp; But, the movement was off...&nbsp; Each step too perfect, their was no variance in the pattern of her steps.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 02:22:32</strong>
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				Corrine watched the graceful sway of the mechanic weapon as she made her way through the rift she held open… her gaze fixed for a moment before her thoughts shook her and she stepped through into her chamber, as she did so she drew back her psionic hold on the primordial granite, feeling the resurgence of the molecular pattern reform in her wake as the mineral silicates bound once more in their aged union… neither really needed ‘light’ in order to see the bare rock walls and simple alter that dominated the far end of the room, but the candles sparked into faint life as she entered, casting a languid orange glow across the walls…<br><br>Corrine walked towards the alter, her fingers deftly flicked along the row of leather buckling that secured the leather jacket, as the last one freed the garment hung loosely from her shoulders, and a band of pale skin ran down her body, the faintest rise of her breasts just visible beneath the soft black leather… she shrugged her shoulders free of their covering and the jacket fell into a soft heap on the floor at her ankles.&nbsp; She turned her gaze to the side… her eyes taking in the feminine physique of Elohim… the glimmer of her strikingly blue ‘eyes’ seemed so vibrant… she returned her attention to the alter, her head dipping slightly…<br><br>Her hand dipped to the hilt of the blade nestled within her waistband and she withdrew the purity of the obsidian blade, holding it up for a moment and watching the fired flicker of the candle play across it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her free hand rose up and cupped the soft rise of her left breast… her fingers splayed a little as she moved the blade to her pale skin.<br><br>“A blood sacrifice Elohim…” she spoke by way of explanation, unsure if the ethereal comprehension of it was something that she knew… but it felt like it didn’t matter to her, she felt that she wanted to explain to her, that perhaps, in light of the fact she had offered to go with her, that she owed her the explanation…&nbsp; <br><br>“The ancient within me requires a blood sacrifice…” she continued as she held the blade a fraction from the soft pale flesh of her breast… “It is little different to my own fate; truly… several centuries ago my mortal flesh was consigned to the tempest within this planet.&nbsp; My body and soul caught in the maelstrom eddies of the very spark of life… as a soul is cast to the abyss it brings its pain and suffering with it… and somewhere, anywhere the life force of the planet touches upon a newborn and fills it with soul fire at its core and so the cycle continues… it is this great on going sacrifice that sustains the planet Elohim… and the ancients knew this, only they used blood in its place…”&nbsp; <br><br>She pressed the finely honed edge of the blade against her skin, which immediately parted a little and crimson trickle began to run in rivulets down her fair body, the rich red contrasting sharply against her ashen skin… Corrine’s head lolled backwards as she ran the edge straight across the swell of her breast above her heart… she pulled the blade free and flicked it to her side, sending a smattering of red drops to the floor.<br><br>The blood began to flow from her… her chest heaved breathlessly as she stepped to the alter; the red run from her body trickling into the roughly carved stone channels that drained the blood deep into the ancient monument… “It… is my act of… penitence.” She hissed through gritted teeth… “my offer of truce to her…” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 03:04:40</strong>
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				The machine’s optics scanned the room, she had heard that one could glean much information by examining a person’s place of residence.&nbsp; Yet, what did this chamber say about the female who lived within its walls?&nbsp; She drank in the data, trying to formulate a simple equation to open the doors of reason, yet, no simple answer came to the surface.&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; The answer was obvious to her . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;Elohim was a machine and Corrine was flesh, and flesh couldn’t be easily quantified by simple computations.&nbsp; And Corrine, was more then a simple human . . .&nbsp; &nbsp; None of the brood were, they’re chaotic nature continued to astound the thinking machine.<br><br>When the woman spoke her eyes focused on the ritual, never once, did she make a sound.&nbsp; Here there was no need to play at humanity, she did not breathe, there was no rise and fall of her chest.&nbsp; She was completely immobile. Her body visible only as a shadow against flickering flames, occasionally the light would catch on her eyes, and be reflected eerily as if in a mirror.<br><br>When the rite had taken its course, she moved closer to Corrine.&nbsp; “Repent?”&nbsp; Without a warning, Elohim’s hand moved outward pressing her metallic digits against the wound, unlike the parts of her covered in false flesh the hand was hard, and cold to the touch. She caressed&nbsp; the soft skin of the psychic vampire’s flesh before drawing fourth some of the crimson fluid.&nbsp; <br><br>Did it have special properties?&nbsp; Innitiall scans detected a faint hint of psychic power within the life-sustaining substance.&nbsp; But . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;It was blood, only blood.&nbsp; Yet . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;Freely given it appeased the soul? That is what repenting was correct?&nbsp; &nbsp;It was something that needed to be tested, that mechanical hand moved to the mechanical maiden’s mouth, and her pink tongue snaked outward licking the coppery substance from her digits. <br><br>She ran a systems diagnostic . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;Nothing had changed within her.&nbsp; <br><br>“I do not believe I comprehend this ritual . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet, often the occult baffles my systems.”&nbsp; &nbsp; She said allowing her gaze to linger on her hand for a moment before flicking her eyes back to Corrine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 05:08:32</strong>
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				Corrine rested her hands flat against the ancient stone, the knife discarded upon it, the red tinged edge glistening against the ebb and flow of flickering candlelight.&nbsp; Slowly her breathing began to soften… her eyes closed as she weathered the radiant stream of pain that encircled her body… the crackling arc around her arm appeared to ebb and flow with the seep of her blood, she was consumed by the fire within and was unaware of Elohim suddenly at her side.<br><br>The fervour of her bloodletting was unexpectedly speared with the cooling soft communion of her touch.&nbsp; Corrine gasped and felt a faint shiver run through her as the void of her silent mind sent as great a wave through her as the chill of metal against her heated skin.&nbsp; Her eyes bolted open, her lips dry and breathless as her cold touch softly feathered across her breast before pulling away.<br><br>She regarded her with a faint breathless smile as she ‘tasted’ her blood, a curious flicker of a feeling shivered its way through her body, something wavered within her, something … almost… primal.&nbsp; She shook her head free of the thought, but the faint glimmer of it lingered on.<br><br>Corrine smiled… “What do you know of the soul Elohim?” she allowed the question to hang for a moment… “Itzpaplotl was one of the ancient spirits of the old world… the goddess of fate and death…. When the old ways fell, all that she was, was abandoned in the ‘blood’ of the planet.&nbsp; When I fell, my living soul shone like a fire in the sky and she sought me out and used the life energy to bind with me.&nbsp; She bequeathed me both her gifts and her curse, it is a delicate balance inside me and she is growing restless.&nbsp; With my psychic ability I can bind her deep in my mind… I can sate her thirsts at my blades edge… but…I doubt I can ever absolve my sins” her thoughts drifted away as the faint edge of memory fluttered within.<br><br>Once the calm descended on her she moved to retrieve her garment… “I cannot admit to the others Elohim… I have seen the looks they give me, they see me as a liability perhaps… and, likely they are right.&nbsp; Should she break free...” She sighed and slid her jacket on…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 08:07:57</strong>
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				“The...&nbsp; Soul?”&nbsp; Something seemed slightly odd, their was a hint of feeling laced within that voice.&nbsp; Her&nbsp; metallic hands clenched and unclenched over, and over again.&nbsp; Data streamed through the computer system that made up her mind, filled with flashes of dialogue originating from the lips of an&nbsp; old man, with curly grey hair and a large nose.&nbsp; <br><br>Her body lurched forward.<br><br>“A machine can possess no spirit, if man truly creates a creature capable of possessing a soul, he will find himself an equal to God, thereby earning the divine’s wrath.&nbsp; Since our construct already surpasses humanity in all things...&nbsp; To give it true consciousness would be both a danger and the ultimate sin.” The stranger said.<br><br>Her head ticked to the side before she righted herself.&nbsp; “I am a construct, therefore I have no soul...&nbsp; I am, and will always be incapable of comprehending whatever makes you...&nbsp; Humans what you are.”&nbsp; She was thankful, if a machine could be such...&nbsp; She wasn’t sure she truly wished to understand humanity.<br><br>“Corrine.”&nbsp; She said, once moreher voice was a blank slate.&nbsp; “I do not know if what I say is incorrect as...&nbsp; I do not truly understand what it is that lives within you, but,&nbsp; &nbsp;I’m not sure that this ancient is capable of breaking free.&nbsp; If she truly had such power, it is very likely she would have done so already... Also, it is obvious that she requires you in a manner of speaking, if not the union with your flesh and mind would have never occurred...&nbsp; And she would have appeared long before she bonded with you. Your existence is symbiotic...&nbsp; But, if she does manage to break free, would you want me to... eliminate you?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 12:17:23</strong>
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				Corrine took a sudden step backwards; her expression tensing and her palm outstretched towards the sleek form of the mechanical maiden as she suddenly lurched forwards… she felt a moment of unease, which only slipped away once she began to speak…<br><br>“Then you truly are fortunate Elohim… to know the peace that comes without the pain of having a soul… or more than one…”<br><br>She smiled, much of it she barely understood herself… “You speak the truth… the relationship we have is symbiotic.&nbsp; Without me she could never set foot into the mortal realm, when my soul was drawn into the energy stream it was a still living soul… she found me and bound with me knowing that I would be drawn back into this ‘reality’ and bring her with me… but it wasn’t all she expected… In life I was gifted with a smattering of psychic ability… I could talk to the dead.&nbsp; My gift was exploited and the end result you see before you… but I became imbued with the swirling energy streams and inextricably linked to the source of the planets ‘life’.&nbsp; With it, my psionic abilities accelerated to the point where she is bound within my consciousness, as long as it holds I can contain her…” her voice trailed away.<br><br>Corrine pondered this last question for a moment, phrased so painfully cool and logical, so perfectly precise.&nbsp; She took a step or two closer, her body mere inches from the mechanical weapons own. <br><br>“Should she break free… my dear Elohim… The first thing she will do is slake her thirst for blood, she aches for it and so will likely pay you no heed initially.&nbsp; If you are able to stop her… it is possible I could bind her once more, but that will depend upon the state of my consciousness… but if your are able to eliminate her, then you should.&nbsp; She keeps things hidden from me, but I do not think she shares the same gift of returning from the dead as I.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The back of Corrine’s fingers brushed against her sculptured cheek as she looked deeply against her glittering blue ocular disc’s… she pressed a little closer, her eyes fluttered shut for a moment… her mind whispering the senselessness of her act… but she cast her rationale aside and softly laid her lips upon Elohim’s, the unique sensation spreading through her body as she lingered a moment before pulling away…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 22:04:40</strong>
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				“Then, I will do as you ask...&nbsp; I will restrain her if possible, but, if the necessity arises she will be terminated.”&nbsp; The machine said, looking down on the smaller female, those cold blue eyes scanning her face, for any hint of emotion.&nbsp; “I will make sure it is done quickly, and make a point to be sure your body doesn’t experience any more trauma then is necessary.”&nbsp; It was then the machine noticed something odd about to occur.<br><br>Why had Corrine’s eyes closed?&nbsp; What was the purpose of her leaning forward?&nbsp; What was the point of those soft caressing fingers? <br><br>The fingers caressing her own soft pseudo-skin, felt oddly...&nbsp; Pleasant perhaps?&nbsp; Then, the truly unexpected happen the beautiful woman had pressed her lips to Elohim’s, the machine’s mind raced, trying to catalogue this particular gesture.<br><br>Kiss...&nbsp; A show of affection, passion, lust?&nbsp; Why had she brushed lips with her?&nbsp; She, was a weapon...&nbsp; It didn’t compute.&nbsp; While this string of thought went on in her head, Elohim’s body acted without a direct command from the computer that was her mind.&nbsp; Those cold metal hands lifted, caressing the psychic vampire’s cheeks as her full lips pressed against Corrine’s.<br><br>I have been kissed.<br><br>When it ended, the mechanical maiden brushed a few rogue strands out of her eyes, and gazed down at Corrine.&nbsp; “Corrine...&nbsp; Why did you kiss me?”&nbsp; Was their a hin of emotion in that cold voice?&nbsp; It was hard to tell, yet, there was no changing in the machine’s aura.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>27-05-2008, 00:46:12</strong>
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				Corrine lingered a hairsbreadth from Elohim as her fingers softly fell from her cheek, the cold caress sparkled through the wash of heat that had consumed her body from the sacrificial act she had performed…<br><br>For a moment her question lingered in her mind, the soft mechanical strains of her voice seemed ‘laced’… <em> why did she kiss her…</em> It was an act of pure irrationality, she quietly admitted to herself, she had been prone to acts of irrationality before, Corrine knew this… the torment of her twisted soul and the violent eddies of the life stream had, before now, influenced her actions and thoughts, only….that couldn’t happen here, not in her chambers.&nbsp; Within its heart she was free of its pull and persuasion… within these timeless walls there was only the peace of her own thoughts.&nbsp; <br><br>Her mouth opened wordlessly… Elohim’s question still resonating… Corrine’s mind reached for her and touched upon the silent void within her, it was like looking into the heart of a star… powerful… peaceable… comforting.&nbsp; How she wished she could simply lace Elohim’s mind with her thoughts, but she couldn’t… there was nothing but the beautiful taste of oblivion.<br><br>How could she explain, Elohim would of course be ‘aware’ of emotions and how they acted and reacted and much she would surely have learned by silently observing ‘people’ as she often did… Corrine’s fingers reached up and rested against her cheek, feathering her touch across her unique texture, she brushed away a few stray hairs that had fallen across her glittering eyes… she moved to speak, her voice filled with the softness drawn from the quiet of the chamber…<br><br>“Because…”<br><br><em> every thought that went though her mind sounded confused, she knew her body was often gripped by powerful emotions… but here… she was at peace… here… and only here her own emotions held sway… and for a moment… one single moment she felt the truth buried within her</em><br><br>“Because you are important to me Elohim… I don’t just mean your skills on the field of battle, and not just because of the silent abyss that lays within you and the particular ‘comfort’ it gives me…It has been a long time since I ‘cared’ about anything… but I find myself… caring… about you…” the words ran across her mind, she had no idea how they would sound to the automaton, and a part of her silently wished she hadn’t spoken… but the peace she found within the ‘weapon’ that stood before her had lowered her own defences… and besides, she had no way to retract her words… nor could her abilities ‘wipe’ them from her mind… <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>27-05-2008, 05:18:50</strong>
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				The mechanical woman looked down at Corrine, those blue eyes seemed intently hyper focused on her beautiful form.&nbsp; Truth be told though, the doll was as much focussed inward as she was outward.<br><br>“You care for me?”&nbsp; Once more their was the hint of something, barely perceptible hiding behind that sweet yet monotone voice.&nbsp; Still though, that odd aura of her’s never once flickered or twisted.&nbsp; It remained constant, much like the machine that it was linked to.<br><br>She cares?&nbsp; <br><br>Had anyone ever said those words to her?&nbsp; Elohim looked into Corrine’s eyes, her face completely blank , as the computer system that was her mind quickly scanned through her past looking for an occurrence that was similar to this one.&nbsp; None of her previous encounters were anything like this, she had heard need before, but only in the sense of a human needing an object such as a sword or a gun.&nbsp; Never once, had those ‘ears’ heard I care.<br><br>She took a step forward, the ‘heel’ of her ‘boot’ clicked against the surface of the floor bringing her a step closer to Corrine.&nbsp; Was it possible that this woman, saw her as more then the sum of her parts?&nbsp; An entity perhaps?&nbsp; She couldn’t be sure, but, one did not care for something that was an object...&nbsp; That much she had learned.&nbsp; <br><br>Elohim took another step forward, this time, she was close enough so flesh brushed against her artificial skin.&nbsp; Her metallic golden hair currently hung in front of her face, obscuring that ever present vacant expression.&nbsp; The machine’s full breasts rubbed against the psychic vampires, they felt much the same as any other woman’s though, a bit cool to the touch like the rest of her artificial dermal layer.<br><br>“Corrine.”&nbsp; She said, the machine had no idea how to respond to those strange words.&nbsp; Her logic drives weren’t meant to process such information, yet, her words sparked something within her.&nbsp; A flicker, of something oddly primal, which was held in check by the laws of logic.<br><br>She had to respond!&nbsp; <br><br>A thought pushed its way to the surface, often times when she was in the process of being developed she had seen humans with arms wrapped around each other.&nbsp; It, was called a hug...&nbsp; It was meant to emphasise closeness or that was what her systems had told her.&nbsp; Soon, those steel arms wrapped gently against the psychic vampre.<br><br>“I understand...”&nbsp; She looked downward, those odd eyes never once left Corrine’s.&nbsp; “Thank you Corrine... for caring.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>27-05-2008, 18:33:16</strong>
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				With pre-programmed grace, she watched as Elohim took a step towards her, then another… her body closing against her.&nbsp; Corrine’s eyes flickered closed for a moment as Elohim moved her arms around her, in the cool soft embrace of this weapon and in the silent heart of her chambers… coupled with the close proximity of the silent star field of her thoughts, she felt something she hadn’t for some time… that she wasn’t ‘alone’.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled softly as these curious thoughts pressed upon her, it had only been through having caught the fleeting touch of every soul on the planet and knowing each individual agony, and being unable to escape from them… that she knew the truth of what it was to be alone… but in the cooling ‘embrace’ she had found someone who could take away her ‘pain’.<br><br>Her leather jacket still lay open, her pale breast glistening with the spill of crimson that still trickled from the blood sacrifice she had presented to the ancient and as their bodies touched she felt a shivering arc spear her… lacing the softness of the mechanics outer layer with a thin trail of her own lifeblood…In her mind, she felt perhaps something deeper had been shared… something truly primal, whether Elohim knew or not, and likely she enacted on her own pure logic,&nbsp; but when she drew her finger across her wound and tasted her blood, Corrine felt an ache run through her… <em> insane… illogical…</em>&nbsp; but nonetheless it spoke to her of a bonding of blood…<br><br><em> I understand…</em> …Corrine’s mouth registered a faint smile at her words… there was a dispassion in her voice, as there always was when she spoke… maybe there was something more… maybe she had just hoped there were, she reasoned that either way <br><br>Corrine’s hand lifted towards Elohim’s face, her fingers flicked away the shimmering gold cascade from her stoic expression as the backs of her digits drifted across her cheek. She fixed her piercing blue eyes against the glittering blue disc’s of Elohim’s and gazed with soft intent… feeling the threads of her mind reach forward and embrace her hushed consciousness.<br><br>She knew it wouldn’t be much longer before the swell of carnage… blood… pain… destruction and devastation would be wrought at their hands, and the screams of agony from the lifestream would once more buffet her thoughts… but she held onto the enveloping oblivion for as long as she could…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>27-05-2008, 20:25:24</strong>
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				The machine made no movement when Corrine lifted her hands to softly stroke her cheek, those blue eyes simply gaze downward.&nbsp; She lifted a hand, and slowly as if she was hesitating, she did the same to Corrine’s cheek.&nbsp; She wondered, if she was doing it correctly...&nbsp; The sensation on her own skin was...&nbsp; Intriguing.&nbsp; Perhaps, that sensation was the purpose of the gesture?<br><br>Why was this moment affecting her so?&nbsp; It almost seemed as if her mind was malfunctioning.&nbsp; Yet, all scans showed that both hardware and soft ware, were both running well within their designated parameters.&nbsp; So, what was this strange feeling that was present within her?&nbsp; No matter how hard she tried, she could not define it, nor designate it.&nbsp; Whatever it was, this event was important, she wouldn’t risk losing it if things went badly on the battle field.<br><br>She focussed, uploading these memories into a ‘disk’ as it were, when the machine had made sure that every scrap of detail of the day thus far was represented, she produced a small smooth, black oblong object from a port within her arm.&nbsp; She slowly held it out to the young woman, almost reverently.<br><br>“Corrine...&nbsp; Will you keep this here for me?”&nbsp; She said.&nbsp; “It possesses the events that have just taken place here.&nbsp; I want you to keep them in your care incase my physical body is destroyed during our next mission, I do not want this data wiped from my memory if I am unable to recharge... and download the newly acquired data into the main computer system.&nbsp; Will you do this favor for me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 14:58:06</strong>
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				Her skin softly prickled at the almost unexpectedly delicate touch of her metal fingers as they brushed across the faintly flushed heat of her cheek… she felt a slight tremble take up in her body at being so close to her… and an almost reverent appreciation for the fineness of her caress, she had long stopped thinking of her as a mere weapon of war, to her she seemed to resonate with a purity, a clarity that she knew was forever out of her grasp but took solace by her presence.<br><br>She watched her closely and delicately accepted the storage device and for a moment held it to her eyes and felt a little moistness within them… perhaps she was taken once more with the irrational shadows of a purely rational act.&nbsp; In the vagaries of her life before she had heard the phrase often softly spoken by lovers ensconced… and even within the tempest of the stream, emotions other that pain would filter through…<br><em>…I give you my heart…</em> a phrase that briefly flared across her soothed mind…<br><br>Corrine felt herself wince as she spoke further … <em> destroyed….</em>&nbsp; the thought of it now was unpalatable, in spite of the knowledge that new ‘host’ body could be found easily enough and that everything she was could be downloaded and reintegrated into her, the very thought of Elohim being destroyed was almost too much for her. She silently worded a promise to herself and looked up to her … “You have my promise that I will keep you safe…”<br><br>She turned as she slowly returned to the alter… she reached out and touched her fingers against the silent rock, at peace from the blood sacrifice… her eyes flickered closed as she reached her out with her mind, feeling the age old silicates shift and reform at her will… a portion of the rock phased out of line with the rest and she reached inside the hidden chamber that it had revealed… pulling from it a small sturdy chest.&nbsp; Her fingers embraced the aged wood with a degree of sadness and she felt the pain wash over her as she pulled it free and stood up, placing the box on top of the alter.&nbsp; Corrine’s mind reached out and disengaged the lock… the lid flicked open and her fingers gently brushed the object within… with a flicker of a tear in her eye she placed the storage unit next to it and flipped the lid back down… she turned to Elohim and smiled softly…”Your ‘heart’ with be safe… next to mine…” she returned the box into the hidden recess of the alter and felt the rock reform as she withdrew her fingers…<br><br>She pulled herself to her full height and slipped the dark weapon back into its sheath and fastened the jacket across her bloodied pale breasts before returning to Elohim, her eyes were drawn by the faint smear of her own blood from where there bodies has pressed together, Corrine bought her own finger to the cool refined crafting of her breast and repeated the actions the doll had shortly before… her finger trailed across the line of crimson, pooling a little at her fingertip as she bought if from her soft body and bought it too her lips… Corrine’s eye’s never once left Elohim’s as her tongue glided across her bloodied digit and drew in her own blood, its metallic tang flooding her as its scent had earlier… she smiled as she withdrew her finger from her lips, the soft flicker of the candle light dancing across them both in a mosaic of fire and shadows… “A blood bond before the tides of war…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 19:22:24</strong>
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				“I will protect you as well Corrine.&nbsp; It is my purpose, but . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;Perhaps.”&nbsp; She hesitated a bit, those cool blue eyes flicked to the floor, for a moment,&nbsp; &nbsp;a slight twitch moved through her mechanical form.&nbsp; She scanned her mind for the correct words to apply.&nbsp; “But, perhaps . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;It is my desire as well.”&nbsp; There was a hint of softness in that tone, as big blue eyes fell shut for the first time, at least since Corrine had encountered the mechanical maiden. <br><br>Elohim watched the other woman head toward the altar, her eyes never leaving Corrine.&nbsp; She was most interested in what she would do with that tiny bit of her.&nbsp; She watched as a ‘secret compartment’ opened up within the rock, and watched as the other woman removed the chest and stowed that tiny portion of Elohim’s ‘mind’ within it. <br><br>&nbsp;“My heart?”&nbsp; She asked she did a quick scan through her database that was not the object that pumped the life blood of her body.<br><br>There was another definition.<br><br>The seat of affection . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;Could, Corrine be right?&nbsp; That these moments were revealing themselves as the blossom of something that should have been outside of her grasp?&nbsp; How could it be so?&nbsp; It did seem as if she cared for the woman, it shouldn’t have been possible.&nbsp; But, there was affection in her, compared to a human’s it was dull and muted, but to the mechanical maiden, even a spark of human emotion was like a conflagration<br><br>“Thank you Corrine . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;It is an honor that you would keep it so close to you own.”&nbsp; Once more that little flicker of affection was apparent in that soft voice, barely noticeable except by the closely observant, though, her brilliant aura remained constant.&nbsp; Not even a flicker at its edges.&nbsp; She took a step forward as the other woman approached her.<br><br>Elohim watched as the woman drew fourth some of her own blood, licking it from her fingers.&nbsp; She did not understand the purpose of the action until it was spoken, and she gave a bit of a nod.&nbsp; Her eyes reflected the licking flames, and she lifted her hand, a scalpel blade appeared from the tip of her finger.<br><br>“I bleed as well Corrine, but, you should not drink it...”&nbsp; She pressed her index finger to the softness of her flesh, slowly dragging the weapon across her pseudo-flesh, immediately her sensors went dead in the area to numb the hint of pain as the gash appeared in her dermal layering, a shimmering substance almost like quick silver coursed from the wound, dripping down the contours of her orbs, and slowly sliding down the vinyl that encased her body, as clothing.&nbsp; <br><br>The small blade receded back into its housing, she then returned her finger to the wound, running the slender digit over it gathering some of the shimmering quick silver on the mechanical digit.&nbsp; <br><br>“If we are to be bound in blood...&nbsp; I must share as well.”&nbsp; She extended the digit, slowly running it down Corrine’s cheek.&nbsp; The fluid itself was as cold as ice, and did in fact have a similar constancy as blood.&nbsp; She drew a single line downward.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Is this...&nbsp; Adequate?”&nbsp; She whispered, all the while her body stemmed the flow of her ‘blood.’&nbsp; The wound remained though, as a slight fold within her false flesh.<br><br>“We go to war...”&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>29-05-2008, 03:11:01</strong>
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				<em> “But, perhaps . . .&nbsp; &nbsp;It is my desire as well.” </em><br><br>Those words still echoed even now in her head with an almost haunting quality, she was almost sure of a subtle difference in her voice when she spoke them and the sight of her eyes closing had shocked her… it had seemed an almost… ‘emotional’ act…<br><br>Corrine’s eyes drifted with the flow of the dark mechanical angel’s arm as a thin blade slipped silently from within and she pressed it against the soft ‘flesh’ of her breast.&nbsp; The dermal layer parted and her gaze fixed against the thin trickle of shimmering silver that ran along her softly curved feminine design… there was a gentle patter as the fluid dripped onto the stone floor… but all she could focus on was the ‘look’ of her eyes as she bought her finger, laced with her ‘blood’ up to her cheek…<br><br>The chill of the fluid arced through her skin; her mouth fell open at its touch as she felt a cold fire wash across her.&nbsp; The symbolism of her touch powerful enough to evoke ancient buried memories, memories drawn from the Mayan herself…<br><br><em>… memories of the eve of war… of willing sacrifice held taut against the alter as the priest tore their beating heart from their chest and cast it into the sacrificial flame… the victims fresh blood used to paint the faces of the warriors… instilling in them the essence of the gods…</em> <br><br>As her finger laced her cheek with the chilled fluid she felt a peaceful unity with her and smiled softly as she asked her question… her slender fingers rose to rest against Elohim’s for a moment… before moving to touch against the now stilled wound at her breast…<br><br>“It is… beautiful…”<br><br>Corrine’s eyes fixed with the glittering vibrant shimmer of Elohim’s own, the shared gaze marking some deep understanding as she softly repeated her words…<br><br>“We go to war….”<br><br>She retuned to the wall… her fingers outspread against the ancient rock, feeling the cold bitter taste of history.&nbsp; The swirling eddies of the lifestream bent at her will, bringing the ancient chamber back in phase with the arcane reality of the Abyss.&nbsp; Her eyes flickered closed as she felt the strength in her body surge, a result perhaps of the peace found through the bloodletting and the appeasement of the ancient Mayan bound within her… but on the fringes of her conscious thought she knew that it was rare for her to attain such a level of peace from such an act as she was feeling at this moment… she glanced back at Elohim, the shapely feminine grace of her body and the quiet in her ‘eyes’ belied the power and destruction of which she was more than capable...<br><br>Corrine smiled back to her as she held the rift open… <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 10:01:42</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden stared down at Corrine, those blue eyes returned to that unblinking stare.&nbsp; The way the light of the flames danced across the psychic vampire’s&nbsp; face was... aesthetically pleasing.&nbsp; It was an odd thought for the machine to have, but, when Elohim looked down upon that face something stirred within her.&nbsp; Mechanical digits traced a the line of the woman’s jaw, her finger’s found the warmth pleasant beneath her finger tips.&nbsp; <br><br>She wondered idly if her hands felt odd against the cheek’s of Corrine, her finger did not posses human softness, nor warmth.&nbsp; She pushed this too back of her mind, currently, pondering such trivia would only get in the way of her functioning at top capacity when they entered the fray.&nbsp; When the battle was done, touch could be explored further.&nbsp; As could closeness, a part of her...&nbsp; A little hint,&nbsp; &nbsp;for once yearned for the battle’s ends instead of the battle’s beginning.&nbsp; What was happening to her?&nbsp; That was another yarn to investigate when the time comes.<br><br>When Corrine said beautiful, something clicked within her...&nbsp; &nbsp;Corrine was beautiful, not aesthetically pleasing.&nbsp; Such a statement was meant for artwork, things crafted by a artisan’s hand.&nbsp; Like herself, Corrine, though was a rarity a being developed by nature who’s feature’s came together to create an individual of extraordinary appearance.&nbsp; <br><br>“You Are beautiful.”&nbsp; The machine said, such a blunt statement would have probably seemed awkward coming from anyone else, and they would have realized it, but the mechanical maiden was innocent of such things, she had made a discovery and announced it to the world, or in this case the object of her most intense study.<br><br>She stared down into the woman’s orbs until she opened up the rift into the abyss.&nbsp; The machine turned towards it, and walked once more into a reality that seemed slightly more grounded in the physical.&nbsp; As soon as she was in the hall, the ‘mask’ that acted as her sensor array slid down over her face as the crimson orbs suddenly burst to life, as if the very fires of hell were burning behind them.<br><br>“I request a portal to....”&nbsp; She rattled off the coordinates of the base, her voice rang clear even though she spoke behind metal.&nbsp; “It will be necessary that it can handle both Corrine and I, beyond that, you will send a unit of cyberized demons to these very same coordinates.”&nbsp; She made her demands. Almost immediately a portal opened up before the two.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 14:34:11</strong>
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				Corrine’s eyes followed silently in the automatons wake, watching the perfectly synchronised grace of her swaying hips, as she stepped through the rift that pulsed softly around her… feathering her feminine form with a soft green glow as the displaced silicate molecules gently bounced against her until she stepped from the disrupted fissure and into the haze of the shadowed corridor beyond… <br><br>The psychic vampire followed slowly, feeling the wall begin to coalesce around her with each step… her eyes fixed on the graceful machine... but, she had long since stopped thinking of Elohim as a machine, the maiden held within a purity the like of which Corrine had never encountered in any other ‘living’ thing... something she embraced, even… craved.<br><br><em> “You Are beautiful.” </em><br><br>Those words still echoed in her thoughts as each step met the flowing tide of history laced within the stone… she couldn’t wrest the innocence of her soft mechanised voice from her thoughts, but neither did she wish too...&nbsp; She stepped into the corridor and felt the rock pull around her like oil as it slowly regained its structure… there was a faint echo from within as the temporal eddies once more gripped the chamber and pulled it out of alignment with the universe.<br><br>Outside of the sanctuary of her chamber she could feel her blood quicken in her veins, the faint flicker of promise that came with impending taste of war.&nbsp; Corrine drew to her side and watched the sensor array swiftly glide across her face, the tender blue shimmer gone from her eyes and replaced by a crimson inferno that pulsed and flared beneath…Her mind reached out across her, even with Elohim’s shift towards battle, her mind still pulsed with the dark peace of a neutron star.<br><br>The deepening shadows were split by the fracture in the air; it crackled and arced against the walls as a vibrant hum seemed to echo through the halls… Corrine’s eyes closed for a moment, she could feel her skin prickle as the energy build up increased, the energy spiral that arced around her forearm seemed to flare for a moment as it reacted to the presence and cast violent shadows across the wall.&nbsp; The dark angel that laced her soul had sensed the time had come to drink from the well of humanity…<br><br>With a crackling flash the portal opened… the air graced with a effervescent vigour that flared as they both stepped through….<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 18:57:25</strong>
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				She soon saw the young woman approaching her, the image occasionally distorted by static, as her body was demanding an end, a collapse to the earth.&nbsp; The mind though wanted something different, the weak damaged arm lifted, fingers shaking as quick silver ran across them.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her mouth struggled to form the woman’s name, but, the voice that made its way fourth from those full lips, was only punctuated by a gurgling forth of her life essence.&nbsp; She felt the woman’s body close to hers before her remaining eye presented her with a weak static filled image.<br><br>A hint of the terror dissipates as she felt herself pressed against Corrine’s chest, delicate arms holding her close, as the empty socket drenched Corrine in cold metal chill.&nbsp; The machine did her best to drag her weakened body closer,&nbsp; a loud metallic scraping sound was heard as her legs moved over blasted earth.&nbsp; Two weak arms slung themselves across the psychic vampire, as Elohim tried futilely to pull herself up to meet her companions gaze.&nbsp; <br><br>She heard Corrine’s words as if they were spoken from some far away mouth, as she struggled to keep herself conscious.&nbsp; A weak trembling hand, covered in her fleeing life essence lifted and slowly drew a line down the woman’s other cheek, the one she had left untouched, the ray was slightly squiggled, the sureness to complete even such a simple task was lost to this wreck of a body.<br><br>The silence was closing in...&nbsp; If it had to come, at least it could come in these arms,&nbsp; &nbsp;these soft warm arms, their bearer, the one who awakened a hint of a self she didn’t even realize she had.&nbsp; Once more, she slowly tried to push herself upward, she could feel her systems arguing against such an action, but,&nbsp; &nbsp;she pulled herself up,&nbsp; her face level with Corrine’s.&nbsp; The empty leaking socket, and the beautiful blue eye met Corrine’s gaze, and she leaned forward weakly kissing the woman’s lips, leaving a metallic stain upon them&nbsp; before collapsing again, and resting her head on the woman’s breasts.<br><br><em>I hope, she lives...&nbsp; </em> She thought to herself.&nbsp; Her delicate digits gave Corrine’s shoulder a squeeze,&nbsp; it was weak, exceedingly gentle...&nbsp; This would be the end...&nbsp; She took solace knowing that she could have her memories of the day restored.<br><br>Her body was about to give out, when she felt the tingle of a gate move across her skin absorbing the two of them.&nbsp; For a moment, they both resided within the bleak state of limbo...&nbsp; Until, she found them on the floor of the labs.&nbsp; She, may just survive yet...&nbsp; She felt herself lowered gently onto the ground, her golden hair matted by the shimmering fluid her body was bleeding, a fluid that was beginning to run very low.<br><br>The single blue orb followed the woman, seeing a dim outline of her and the black coated demon amidst a sea of dancing static.&nbsp; She heard the words, her lips twitched trying weakly to form a smile.&nbsp; When the woman returned, she lifted a trembling hand, and clumsily wrapped her fingers around the woman’s own, giving them a gentle squeeze.&nbsp; If, she could have spoke...&nbsp; She would have responded with something she had seen on the vid-screen while her developers were on break.&nbsp; <br><br><em>I am not going anywhere,</em> the phrase was apt... or at least she yearned for it to be so.&nbsp; <br><br>When Corrine roused, she would find Elohim’s still looking up at her, with that single big blue orb,&nbsp; &nbsp;various hoses and tubes fed intothe woman's body, restoring the silvery substance to her form.&nbsp; The shattered pieces of armour were being repaired by alchemical ritual, while, a strange orb rested above the mechanical maiden, tendrils seeming to phase directly through flesh, as it went about repairing and recreating the damaged bits of hardware within.<br><br>The look of her face was on of extreme pain...<br><br>She could faintly hear one of the tec’s say.&nbsp; “Just in time too, This body will survive...”
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>02-06-2008, 22:20:05</strong>
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				Corrine stood back, the shadows cloying around her as she rested against the wall of the dark laboratory, her gaze fixed intently ahead at the shattered form of Elohim as the technicians went about their tasks, moving like worker ants, each mindful of their own charge… and each scrutinised by her.&nbsp; The room flared with arcing energy generated by the pulsating orb that hovered above her body… the air crackled at its touch as the energy fed directly through her.<br><br>She couldn’t take her eyes from that of Elohim…. She knew pain, she knew it in all its forms…and although there was no sound coming from the maiden, she ‘recognised’ the ‘look’ of her… she, almost, desperately reached out with her mind, searching out the glittering void that resided within the frame of metal … hoping, unrealistically, to be able to draw her pain and feed it into herself… her eyes pooled with wetness and flickered shut…<br><br><em> She opened her eyes…The vision of the ancient flickered in her minds eye… the shackles that bound her at the top of the Ziggurat hung limply from her wrists… Corrine said nothing for a moment, her eyes fixed against the alter that sat on top of the ziggurat.&nbsp; The skies were wreathed in biblical flame and the world beneath her feet seared and steamed, the air crackled as the ancient walked towards her…<br><br>“She will return… she is too important….”<br><br>The ancient sneered delicately at her… “Important? To the cause of purging the wretched dregs of this world… or to you?” <br><br>Corrine’s eyes flicked toward the Mayan… the answer clear by their look…</em><br><br>Her finger rose to her cheek and softly brushed across the line, tracing the same delicate pattern that Elohim had in those last lingering moments… her finger moved across to her lips, they still tingled from the delicate touch of the mechanical angel’s own.&nbsp; This image kept turning over in her mind; that these could be the last actions that burnt into her mind, the thoughts kept turning over and over… crushing any sense of perspective from her...<br><br>Of course she knew that at the very worst her body could be rebuilt, and that ‘Elohim’ could be restored by use of the gift that she had bestowed on Corrine, and that she kept hidden beyond reach… but… it didn’t make the pain any easier to bear as she stood and watched the black coated technicians hurry about their work.&nbsp; There words having transcended into deep ritual…<br><br><em>“…and if she doesn’t?&nbsp; What then Corrine… what awaits you but the touch of fate.&nbsp; It has already started child… take a look” the ancient motioned with her head to a carved stone trough, it was filled with a thick rich red soup of blood.&nbsp; <br><br>Corrine walked across to it and peered within… at first she was unsure what she was supposed to see, all that lay before her was her reflection, but that was it, her reflection… on each cheek lay the feathered touch of quicksilver, but it was her eyes that drew her gaze… the piercing blue of her eyes had cracked, beneath it lay faint streams of red that pulsed slowly… with a gasp she lifted her gaze to the ancient.</em><br><br>She was shaken from her daze by the resounding voice of the technician as he spoke….“Just in time too, This body will survive...” she was struck with a feeling that lurched her stomach and set her senses blazing.&nbsp; Corrine stepped forward, her arm brushing one of the tec’s from her path, she looked down on the maiden… a soft smile played upon her face as her eyes drew solace from the rich gaze that fell across her… their dark arts had restored the dark angel to her glory...and more.<br><br>Set upon a tray sat the metal slug that they had extracted from her head, she picked it up and held it to her eyes, she felt a flicker run through her, but she was unable to understand or place it, but she silently <em>swore that her act of vengeance against who ever perpetrated this act would become a ‘dark legend’ </em>.&nbsp; Quickly she slipped it into her pocket, that was something for another time, more important matters lay at hand.&nbsp; A smile coursed across her face and she reached out with her fingers and gently brushed a few glittering golden strands from her cheek…<br><br>“Hello…. My love…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-06-2008, 03:34:33</strong>
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				The demonic technicians didnt have the technology that the terrestial scientists that built Elohim had before, but they did have their own devices and techs that could recessitate the body and put new upgrades that could pull the angel of death closer to the darkside.&nbsp; Hooking up IVs of quicksilver to pump into her internal organs as the techs took and removed the damaged appendages from her body replacing them with new ones.&nbsp; The shielding of her mask would fall away as they loosened the screws on it and opened up the visor to see how badly the damage was done from the impact of the bullet to her head.&nbsp; "Hmm structural damage to main ortary circuits, must replace and reinstate basic bio feed back to motor generators," one of them would say as they worked on trying to get the mechanical maidens body to work with her computer like brain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-06-2008, 10:37:33</strong>
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				Laying upon the slab, she knew she would survive the quicksilver infusion was quickening her again, bringing her damaged body to life.&nbsp; It circulated in her form the alchemical mixture cooled the intense heat her generator was causing to well up within her body, allowing her to recuperate without the risk of over heating, while, the liquid metal moved to bond with damaged parts, repairing them with the assistance of the many limbed orb that was currently working to repair the hardware that had been damaged in the tumble with the prototype.<br><br>All the while the mechanics work upon her shattered body, she kept her one good eye focussed upon Corrine, wanting to reach out an arm, to touch her, to comfort perhaps.&nbsp; The lovely psychic vampire seemed to be in turmoil,&nbsp; &nbsp; Still, her body was being reconstructed, and such a gesture was not yet possible.&nbsp; <br><br>After the main repairs to the machine woman’s skull and computer brain had been made, a technician appears bearing a single small orb, she popped it into place, and with a bit of an incantation she repaired the eyelids, and extended a root from the orb into Elohim’s computer brain. When those orbs opened once more.&nbsp; One was a striking blue, pure and innocent, while the other was a deep crimson, the color of flowing blood, the pupil was not round, in fact it was slitted like that of cats. <br><br>&nbsp;“Much better....”&nbsp; Said the black coated female as she stepped away.<br><br>Damaged limbs were mended with alchemical rituals that Elohim had brought with her after her initial rampage, for a moment the runes that rested just beneath the surface of her metallic parts glowed dimly.&nbsp; Inspection showed that the runic phrases along her limbs had healed sped along by the quicksilver infusion and an ancient yet now modernized ritual her technicians were invoking.&nbsp; Her Sensor array was repaired and drilled into place once more, Elohim, would never make the mistake of fighting with it raised ever again, that much was for certain, even the vibro-blade was replaced, but it was a serrated thing, with a profane curse scrawled across the blade.&nbsp; <br><br>She found new programs integrating themselves into her core, combat protocols, as well as a bit of mystic ‘software’ giving her access to a few new tricks, they’d have to be tested later, until then though...&nbsp; She found everything functioning at one hundred percent effeincy.&nbsp; <br><br>When Corrine approached her, she looked up into those cracked blue orbs with her own polychromatic ocular disks.&nbsp; A hand lifted upward, to softly stroke the psychic vampires hair.&nbsp; <br><br>Love...&nbsp; The epitome of human emotional attachment.&nbsp; The machine, pondered for a moment.&nbsp; Would it be appororiate for her to say the same about Corrine, Elohim, did realize she shared a deep bond with Corrine...&nbsp; So, there would be nothing wrong with her saying the same.<br><br>“Thank you for staying with me...”&nbsp; She slowly “My love...”&nbsp; Elohim wondered if she used the word correctly.&nbsp; The prototype was right...&nbsp; She could feel emotion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>03-06-2008, 21:37:26</strong>
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				The rivulets of fire flickered beneath the temperance of the stark blue in her eyes, a smile slowly spread across her soft features as Elohim spoke… at the sound of her voice she had instantly cast her fear from her, and she knew that behind those eyes still flickered the dark divinity which she had forged so close a union with…<br><br>She was instantly drawn to the powerful gaze of the weapon of the Gods, the soft gentle allure still remained in the low pulse of her single blue eye, and she felt herself every bit as drawn to it now as she ever had done… but the replacement that had been installed looked as though it had been torn from the skull of the ‘reaper’ itself, it seemed to flow with a dark purity, and its rich colour didn’t go unheeded by Corrine, her hand softly rose to her breast hidden beneath the leather.&nbsp; She could still taste the blood from it.&nbsp; The delicate touch of the maidens fingers through her hair bought a slight shiver to her breath, her emotive senses sparkled in her wake… she bought her own hand up to gently lay upon hers as her eyes began to crackle and flicker… the red fire coursing underneath her soft eyes like magma beneath cracked rock.<br><br>A soft smile spread on her face… “I could never leave you… I…” her eyes flickered shut, her thoughts were grinding inside her, she knew what she wanted to say and knew that the innocence within Elohim would not think differently of her for it… but, she couldn’t bring it to her lips.&nbsp; <br><br>She sighed softly as she kept her gaze on hers… “I do wish that I had been able to stop it, it was too late to shift the focus of my psychic strength,… I am sorry Elohim.” She felt a welling in her eyes again… and found her thoughts turning to the bullet she had picked from the side… and for a moment another emotion swelled within her, raw and unfettered revenge,&nbsp; “I shall discover who did this…” Her fingers softly brushed against the maidens cheek as her eyes seemed to flare with a greater intensity… “ their suffering will become the stuff of legend..”<br><br><em>…revenge… pure revenge… driven by guilt that she had been unable to alter events, maybe she was losing her focus more than she cared to admit…</em><br><br>Corrine reached out towards her, her mind brushing against the sanctuary found in the heart of oblivion that pulsated deep within the beautiful mechanical female… but it seemed a little different to her, something she couldn’t place… the chilled threads still had that same soothing effect against the wealth of pain that laced her mind, but in addition to this there felt something… else… something she couldn’t place something ‘darker’… but no less pure for it… something powerful…<br><br>The crackling arc that grounded against her arm started to flare softly around her, sparking against the floor, is glow casting a dance of deep shadows across them both “I thought I had lost you… I thought I knew what pain was up until that moment&nbsp; ...” she was suddenly acutely aware that she had been getting some curious looks from the black clad technicians, she flashed them a look that resonated with the darkness inside her and shocked them into melting into the background and resuming their&nbsp; tasks..<br><br>“So…how do you…. Feel?”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 01:02:09</strong>
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				Elohim’s cold metal fingers wrapped softly around Corrine’s hand.&nbsp; She could feel the warmth, it was a gentle pleasant sensation, it, reminded her for a moment of being cradle against the woman’s chest.&nbsp; The warmth of that feminine form holding her close, very well could have been the thing which had allowed her to hold onto her existence.&nbsp; She gave the hand a faint squeeze, it, felt like the right thing for her to do.&nbsp; <br><br>She slowly pulled herself to a sitting position technicians returned to there former duties.&nbsp; Her willowy arm pulled Corrine just a bit closer so the psychic vampire’s body was pressed against the cold table on which she had laid.&nbsp; “Still, I...”&nbsp; She said, pondering what to say next. “It was...&nbsp; Touching to be treated as a comrade and not a piece of equipment.”&nbsp; A hint of feeling laced her words.&nbsp; <br><br>The machine repositioned herself, so she was sitting across from Corrine, her legs resting on either side of her companion’s body.&nbsp; A hand moved to brush a few golden strands away from the blue orb, leaving the crimson one covered in a curtain of soft, yet metallic strands.&nbsp; &nbsp;“There is nothing to apologize for.&nbsp; Injuries happen in times of war, not all of them can be prevented.&nbsp; You should not blame yourself.”<br><br>The machine remained silent for a few moments, allowing herself to grow used to the alterations in her software, and the introduction of the abyssal tec’s installed internal hardware.&nbsp; Nothing seemed to be interfering with her original programming, nor the mystic rituals that were built into her body.&nbsp; <br><br>“I feel...”&nbsp; She cut herself off.&nbsp; &nbsp;“ Parts of me have been replaced with abyssal equivalents.&nbsp; I suspect that my capabilities may be increased by them... Still,&nbsp; &nbsp;I am not so sure about them.”&nbsp; She lifted a hand to rest on the crimson orb, the blue one felt shut.&nbsp; <br><br>Uniformity was beauty, all studies concluded this, humans were attracted to closely symmetrical faces, her’s no longer possessed such a quality.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now more then ever, she was worried that her appearance had been compromised,, thanks to the awakening Corrine was causing within her.&nbsp; <br><br>She then opened her eyes once more, and removed the hand that had been covering the alien looking ocular disk.<br><br>“Corrine.”&nbsp; Once more, there was a pause a hint of hesitation.&nbsp; “I must know the truth...&nbsp; Have I been marred?”&nbsp; &nbsp; She brushed the golden strands away, looking the psychic vampire directly into the eye. “Do not hesitate...&nbsp; I will understand no matter what you say.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 03:47:11</strong>
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				Corrine had little understanding of the technology utilised in the dark laboratories and fashioned through the use of ancient alchemical arts long since forgotten except by those select few… but she felt a tingle at her words.&nbsp; Corrine had witnessed the might of Elohim’s power first hand, to call her the weapon of the Gods was no misapprehension, but the thought of her power now augmented by the dark arts sent a shiver through her… and yet here she sat… still beholden with an innocent air, she smiled softly…<br><br>The cracked broken eyes of Corrine watched her intently as the mechanical female placed her hand across her new eye and seemed to reach within her own thoughts, as though hampered by some troubling ideal, she was about to ask her of her concerns when she dropped her hand and regarded her once more with the soft yielding glow of her blue orb and the newly flowing fire of her replacement eye… the simple question that came from her lips speared through her already fragile emotional state… <br><br>The feelings that had swamped her on the field of battle when she turned to see the sight of Elohim broken at her feet… would forever burn in her memory, but they would be matched alongside the delicate innocence that she could see in her face now as she asked.&nbsp; Corrine said nothing… she said nothing because she felt that if she tried to speak, any words that came from her lips would be cracked and broken… <br><br>The writhing energy arced around her arm as she raised it slowly; she never once took her eyes from the gaze of the woman before her… she tenderly reached around the back of her head, the glittering energy danced across the both, casting across them a writhing mask of shadow and light around their unity…<br><br>Her fingers feathered through the shimmering golden hair that fell from her like the steaming trail of a comet, gently lacing through until she softly cupped the back of her head, she was already close, but now Corrine leaned towards her slowly, her broken cracked eyes fixed softly against her, until the flickered shut…Her lips pressed against Elohim’s, the delicate touch of hers against the coolness of the dark angels ‘skin’, her mouth moved gently against her…<br><br>Kissing her….<br><br>She moved softly against her for a moment more… before pulling away, her eyes opened and she looked into those eyes, each holding its own beauty for her, she smiled… Corrine bore her scars, both physical and emotional as well as those born from sins unrequited.&nbsp; As she kissed her, she had allowed her mind to melt into the cool oblivion within and felt touched by the peace within her.<br><br>“Elohim….” Her voice wavered, the allure of those eye’s hadn’t gone unnoticed by her.. “You are beautiful…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 19:54:32</strong>
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				Elohim detected the pause before the woman began to move, she braced herself for the worst.&nbsp; Perhaps, she could forge her own replacement...&nbsp; It would take time, time better spent on other things, but, to regain her sculpted beauty, she would spend whatever time she needed.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, if she breathed air this might have been where she let out a soft sigh, but there was only silence. <br><br>And then there was a hand moving through her golden hair, it was a luxurious sensation that caused her head to lull forward.&nbsp; How could something so simple, be so pleasurable, the mechanical woman pondered.&nbsp; It was only fingers through hair, and yet, it not only caused an odd sensation within her, but, it also calmed her.&nbsp; She then felt fingers pressed against the back of her head, tilting her head upward where her eyes met with Corrine’s and she slowly leaned forward.&nbsp; <br><br>If she had a heart it would be pounding, but, and odd crimson blush crept across her false flesh.&nbsp; How such a thing could even happen was lost on her, but she did feel a warmth growing on her cheeks.&nbsp; Perhaps, she was programmed to be more then a weapon after all...&nbsp; But, up until recently she never had anything, to bring the hidden self to the surface.&nbsp; Her lower lip fluttered ever so slightly, as she extended a hand and mirrored Corrine’s own action.<br><br>Her cold metal hand moved through silken locks.&nbsp; Enjoying the tactile sensation it caused, and slowly and very gently placed her hand on the back of the woman’s head leading her forward until their lips pressed softly together.&nbsp; Once more, her sensors picked up the taste and smell of the lovely woman, relishing in this simple instant of closeness. <br><br>She closed her eyes, it was the proper thing to do...<br><br>Elohim’s other hand moved as well, snaking along the other woman’s hip.&nbsp; Until it came to rest on the small Corrine’s back as she ushered the smaller woman forward, pressing their bodies gently together, Elohim’s large full breasts pressed against Corrine own straining against their vinyl bounds.&nbsp; They felt much the same as any other woman’s but they were a bit cool to the touch. <br><br>Then, the kiss ended...&nbsp; Elohim’s eyes opened once more and, a hint of a smile played across those full lips.&nbsp; Still, the appearance of a blush was upon the soft milky white flesh of her cheeks.&nbsp; Her slender fingers continued to softly stroke through Elohim’s hair, even winding a few strands around one of her digits.<br><br>“Thank you...&nbsp; Corrine.”&nbsp; Spoke that cool sweet voice, affection just barely lacing the words as they rolled off her tongue, proverbially of course, her tongue wasn’t necessary for speech.&nbsp; &nbsp;Slowly, she stood, so towering over Corrine, she pulled her into a close hug cradling her head against the swell of her chest.&nbsp; “I had been worried that perhaps...&nbsp; My appearance was no longer pleasing to your eye.”<br><br>A warmth was growing within her, and it was not her generator...&nbsp; It was lower.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>05-06-2008, 05:45:15</strong>
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				Those hands, which she had seen tipped with such cruel and perfect weaponry and wielded with such devastating force and accuracy in the barren wastes of the Outworld, were now laced with so much delicacy as her steel fingers slid through her hair and cradled her head so tenderly as they shared a kiss… and that was what it had been… she had felt it.&nbsp; Corrine hadn’t felt it simply a touching of her lips against the soft cool of Elohim’s own, but rather the reciprocation of her actions.&nbsp; She hadn’t even been aware of her other hand snaking around her waist, pulling her closer and holding her tighter against the soft swell of her sculptured chest… it had been such a natural act.<br><br>As their kiss broke, her hand softly fell from her golden cascade of hair and settled low across her back, Corrine felt deeply pulled into her gentle gaze as her perfect touch continued to softly snake through her hair,&nbsp; and felt the delicate heat of a flush pass across her own skin, something she felt mirrored in the delicate covering of the maiden in her arms, something that an onlooker may have found curious… but Corrine had, for a long time regarded Elohim as no different to herself…&nbsp; both of them had been born from unique circumstances… <br><br>She had seen her own gaze; the reflected pool of her eyes had been divulged to her by the ancient Mayan within… something had happened, something she had been unable to pull back from.&nbsp; She shivered softly from the memory of events, She had him… his body aloft and held free of the sustenance he craved, her eyes had flickered into the darkness as they always had as she drew deeply from the stream which augmented her power… she had been aware of the crackle in the air behind her as the decisive strike by Elohim had been initiated, its judgment but moments away… and then, then it all was so cruelly taken.&nbsp; <br><br>Corrine had broken her hold on him instantly with the knowledge that her partner had fallen; the power had arced through her body with the huge tide of emotion that flooded her… she hadn’t realised the extent of the ‘damage’ it had caused her until she had been shown the cracked veneer of her eyes, the storm that writhed below the surface yearned to be free… Elohim had spoken so innocently about having been marred, Corrine knew she hadn’t escaped so freely herself either… she wanted to look into the eyes of the woman in her arms and tell her softly that she was… broken… but she couldn’t.<br><br>Corrine felt the cooling rise of Elohim’s chest against her head and the gentle hidden edge to her words and smiled… her head remained rested against the pleasing softness of her body, her mind drifted for a moment, recalling their ‘hearts’ that even now lay hidden and safe in the darkness, beyond the reach of any… kept safe and secure… <br><br>For now all thoughts of vengeance and even the war had fallen from her mind, all that she cared for right now was the cool calm quiet she found against the tight press of her body with the slender feminine frame of Elohim.&nbsp; She could feel the heat of her through the soft leather she wore… the tender warmth radiated through her body. She didn’t know the source of the heat… but something about its closeness to her own body gave her a deepening warm glow of her own... something she hadn't felt for so long in the harsh light of her existence, she tightened her arms around Elohim a little more... <br><br>“You need never worry my love.” She whispered against the soft swell of her breast… she turned her head upwards; her broken eyes regarding the delicate boon within her gaze; one hand raised and flicked some fallen strands away from the soft light of her remaining blue eye… “In my eyes, your beauty is never in question… and it runs so much deeper than how you look to me.." she felt the creeping flush rise over her face<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>05-06-2008, 19:48:15</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden held Corrine in her arms, her polychromatic orbs glimmer a bit in the light of the lab.&nbsp; Her fingers continued, gliding through the psychic vampires silken locks.&nbsp; Before this, she had never realized just how good...&nbsp; Corrine smelled.&nbsp; She found it to be an odd thing to be pondering, but, the scent that her sensors picked up really was very pleasing.&nbsp; She bent forward a little, to just to get a little closer to that intoxicating aroma.<br><br>Love....&nbsp; What was love?<br><br>She reached into her data banks, a deep romantic or sexual attachment to someone. <br><br>The slight crimson blush upon her cheeks seemed to go a little deeper and get a little darker.&nbsp; Her grip grew tighter around Corrine.&nbsp; She softly stroked the psychic vampire’s spine, her dual colored orbs unable to look away from the woman.<br><br>“Corrine...”&nbsp; She whispered, her voice soft laced with restrained passion.&nbsp; &nbsp;The mechanical maiden soon felt something cold sliding down her cheeks, the shimmering quick silver was falling from her eyes in some odd imitation of tears. “I do not know what to say...”&nbsp; She whispered softly.<br><br>The various demonic technicians were occasionally looking over their shoulder watching the display with cool detachment.&nbsp; Some shook their heads, others grinned, but none did anything to interrupt the moment that the two of them were sharing,<br><br>“I...&nbsp; Have, never truly heard such a word spoken.”&nbsp; The corners of her lips curved into a small smile.&nbsp; She bent forward, softly pressing her lips against the woman’s forehead, lingering for a moment, before slowly breaking away.&nbsp; She couldn’t believe that this was happening to her, she was feeling things, she thought, she was incapable of processing...&nbsp; &nbsp;Odd illogical things that seemed to go against the simple motivation of battle.<br><br>Elohim then allowed the hand to was currently, so lovingly caressing Corrine hair to snake downward, those cool metallic digits once more entangled around the smaller woman, giving them a tender squeeze.&nbsp; “I reciprocate your affection...”&nbsp; She shook her head ever so slightly, causing that golden hair to shift slightly.<br><br>“That, did not sound right did it?”&nbsp; She whispered bringing to woman’s hand to her lips, she kisses this as well, with soft cool lips.&nbsp; “I will try again...&nbsp; The expression of emotions is not my strong suit, please understand if this comes out... strangely.”&nbsp; Those multi-colored ocular disks closed once more.&nbsp; “Corrine.”&nbsp; There was a pause.&nbsp; “I love you...
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>06-06-2008, 00:10:01</strong>
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				A Portal opened with out warning in the hall way of the Brood headquarters, spitting out large rocks and smoke onto the floor. Soon after a young woman tumbled onto the floor as well, sprawling across the dirty ground, littered with the mess of the explosion she had just barely escaped.<br><br>She winced slightly as she slammed her fist against the ground. "FUCK!" She cursed, not moving any more then that. It was obvious she was in some form of pain, one of her opalescent eyes even refusing to open. She had various cuts across her body from random stones, sharp rocks and metal slicing into her one flawless skin. Bruises littered her body, as well as random burns. Her hair was a mess but somehow managed to only get singed, lucky for Frankie.<br><br>Her left eye refused to open, though she didn't even try as her blood dripped from a large cut that ran from her mid eye brow, over her eye and to her mid cheek. Luckily it was not deep enough to have cut into her eye ball itself. She would heal eventually.<br><br>Slowly she sat up, wincing and hissing softly as little tingles of pain ran along her body. "Lucky Elohim doesn't have to feel this..." She muttered, glowering out infront of her. <br><br>"Fuck Dorian.. Frankie's mine..." she growled softly as she attempted to bring herself to a stand.<br><br>She woobled slightly, still feeling dizzy and quiet disoriented, but she made it and started down the hall towards her room, not even caring about the bloody dirty mess she left in the hall way. "I need a vacation..." She grumbled to herself as she walked down the hall.<br><br>She would have gone back to finish off Frankie, she could have probably even done it the way she was now, but now she wanted the bastard to suffer. She would get back at him for this. If she couldn't hurt him in person, then she would go after every fucking person he ever gave a shit about and make them suffer slowly, just how she wanted that man monster thing to suffer.<br><br>"Good dammit! Someone get me some fucking bandages and a first aid kit. I may be immortal, but these things hurt like hell! Get me some god damned pain killers too!" She yelled at one of the fledglings as they began to swarm around her and the mess she brought with her, causing them to jump, yelp and hoble off to find what she requested. They knew not to make her any angrier when she was in a foul mood.<br><br>She was certainly not in a good one...
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>06-06-2008, 00:24:18</strong>
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				The writhing fires beneath the cool cracked blue of her eyes, fixed against the multichromatic ocular pools that drew her in and washed over her with the self same soft caress that she felt from the tender embrace within her arms… her lower lip trembled softly at the delicacy of her words… and she felt her own gaze welling up at the tearing of quicksilver that stained her softly sculptured cheek… <br><br>Her mind flickered at the gentle kiss that laced across her skin and seared through her conscious thoughts, it sparkled through her and she felt a twinge of breathlessness, her lips went dry as her embrace tightened… and her gaze flickered shut for a moment, her mind exploring and embracing the sensation that had been left tingling against her skin…<br><br><em>…somewhere deep within, she felt the gaze of the Mayan fall across her… like a singularity that echoed in the timeless wastes….</em><br><br>The imperfection of her eyes once more took in the soft elegant sweep of the woman who stood over her, the corner of her mouth taken to a small rise as her back arched gently towards her, pushing their breasts closer as her slender metallic digits drew down her back, her restrain fluttered when a soft whimper passed between her lips.<br><br>Her arm crackled with the writhing arc of the dark soul she was eternally twinned with, this arm she wrapped around the waist of the woman, its flickering energy danced&nbsp; with the shadows… whilst her other felt the soft touch of Elohim as she bought it up to taste the soft cool of her lips… Corrine felt a deep stirring within her, something that stood markedly out from the planets tempest that assaulted her continually…<br><br>She felt the flicker of fire in her own gaze, the steady flow of emotion that ached at her twinned souls as the delicate gaze of Elohim flickered shut… her own eyes followed, her mind reaching out with the same aching embrace as her arms now entwined around the warrior felt… she had touched upon it many times, fell the comfort that touching the void had given her, but now she didn’t reach for her for the relief, she reached for it because of her yearning to be close and eternally bound with her… to feel the cooling embrace of oblivion, to taste the truly timeless moment that existed between them…<br><br>She smiled softly… the words had been so eloquently placed, in spite of Elohim’s concerns<br><br>“I love you too…Elohim….” <br><br>Her words a delicate whisper… her soul ached as she spoke… she felt a singular tear fall from her and roll down the curve of her cheek…<br><br>“Elohim… I need you…” There was a flicker in her voice as she spoke, intensity in the fire beneath her eyes that belied the meaning of her words… “There is something I need to share with you…”<br><br>Her fingers drew softly down the swell of her body… her hand resting upon her waist as her eyes drew sustenance from her cooling gaze… “As you shared your heart with me, I need to share mine with you…”<br><br>Corrine felt a flicker from within her consciousness… as though the Mayan had suddenly narrowed her gaze at her.&nbsp; She softly drew her fingers across Elohims hand, a soft beckoning touch…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>06-06-2008, 06:24:09</strong>
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				Corrine/Elohim:<br><br>For the most part the technicians would go about their dastardly work cleaning up the place and ignoring the two companions as they fell into one anothers arms.&nbsp; A few sidelong glances from a few of them before Corrine put the fear of all mighty into them.&nbsp; They would scurry about on their tasks of cleaning up the place before leaving, closing the huge iron wrothed doors with a loud BANG!<br><br>Sayuri:<br><br>The screams and cries and outright frustration from the sword weilding immortal would bring the darkling medical staff out with black gurney.&nbsp; They would gabber in some dark foreign jibberish, as they jammed needles full of pain killers into her arms and legs and sought to bandage her up before throwing her onto the gurney.&nbsp; Wheeling her away down the hallway on towards the medical bay of the Abyss, where the cries and moans of tormented souls reciprocated down the corridors.&nbsp; The Demented Doctor would look over Sayuri as he was dressed in black garbs and cowl a mask hidding his face as he peered to her with yellow cat like eyes.&nbsp; "Hmmmm yess you seemed to have sustained alot of damage, here rest your head and let me get to work."&nbsp; He said as he went to begin patching up her wounds, the most open of cuts were treated first with a hot tempered needle and thread.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>06-06-2008, 14:45:40</strong>
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				Dorian materialized in his private arsenal in the underworld. Row upon row of weapons stood in neat racks from wall to wall. Everything from primitive melee weapons to railguns lined the room. Dorian walked over to a pair of empty holsters and lovingly placed his twin forty fives back into their cradles. Grimacing he made a mental promise to return soon to clean the filth from the silver and gold finish of the pistols.<br><br>Eyeing the rest of the weapons he smiled and began to organize the weapons, one of which he knew would bring that DPDS monster down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>06-06-2008, 19:16:48</strong>
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				As the medical freaks of the place swarmed around her, poking and prodding at her, she grit her teeth to keep her from beheading them on the spot. Didn't they know that shit hurt?! Not to mention she was already feeling pain!<br><br>..Then a tingling sensation spread across her body, quickly dissolving away to leave her pain to be nothing more then a pleasant ache. <br><br>"...Well then...that's better.." she muttered. Contrary to what the doctor said, she did not simply rest. She never was able to rest in the presence of these creepy doctors. She always had to remind herself that they weren't only there to fix the injured, but torture the traitors and P.O.W's for information. Much like she did every once in a while...<br><br>When the doctor finished patching her up, she felt Dorian in the vicinity. She narrowed her eyes slightly and sat up from the stretcher. She would have to pay the bastard a visit, then she would check on Elohim and Corrine.<br><br>As she stood from the stretcher, she wobbled slightly, the bandages wrapped around her body tightened as her muscles stretched with their use. When the doctor began to protest she shot him a withering glare, causing him to shrink back and eep. You couldn't be nice with these freaks or they'd just keep bothering you until you gave in or killed them.<br><br>Walking out of the clinic devision of the Pits, she made her way down the hall towards where she knew Dorian was, stumbling a bit here and there. She looked like some mortal that had just gotten out of a bad car accident. Bandages here and there, wounds sewn shut with random burn marks concealed with ointments. She cursed softly at her appearance, but she knew it would all heal within a matter of days and leave her skin just as flawless as before. She's had much worse wounds in the past after all.<br><br>When she made it to Dorian's room, she didn't even bother to knock as she just opened the door and sauntered in, flashing the man an icy glare. "Well...I see you made it out unscathed. I should blow you up like Elohim had earlier... Only I'd do it over and over again." She hissed softly as she leaned against the wall to keep her from losing her balance, reserving hers strength while looking as casual as she could. She didn't want anyone to know how truly hurt she was at the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>07-06-2008, 03:36:25</strong>
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				Dorian picks up a sleek rifle with a rather large barrel from its cradle. Lost in adjusting the sights magnification, Sayuri appearance surprises him. "I figured you would be laid up for awhile longer and blasting me again and again would just be a waste of energy," he smirks wickedly as he quickly goes back to clicking through the various optical filters on the rifle. "You really are not still going on about that doll are you, goddess?"<br><br>He raises the rifle to his cheek aiming directly at Sayuri with a smile sweet as sin. The 2 inch wide bore barrel is rather imposing. "IT is no different than this," he nods down at the long rifle while pressing his cheek against the ceramic. "I count her as not but a childish toy. Your innocence is usually rather charming, goddess. But your attachment to this doll is unsettling. Oh well." He puts his rifle down again in its cradle. "And my plan would have worked. If I had just gone alone," he grumbles in his best cartoon villain voice rubbing his hands together like a fly.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>07-06-2008, 03:46:14</strong>
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				Her glower intensified. "Yes, it was nice to here you rant about random bullshit, but it's not only about <strong> Elohim</strong>, whom by the way is not just a doll and the money it cost us for them to repair her is going out of <strong>your</strong> pay by the way." She said with a sickly sweet smile. "Lets see a gun cost you 5 years salary just to fix." She snickered.<br><br>Then she pushed from the wall and sauntered her way to him slowly, her hips swaying gently back and forth with an eerie grace. "But that isn't really what I'm here for..." She purred softly as she leaned in close to him, her lips mere centimeters from his.<br><br>"I'm here because you left me.. even after I came back to help you, so thank you very much for leaving me to be pummeled..." She growled softly against his lips.<br><br>Then she leaned back, smiling brightly. "So I'm here to give you fair warning. I will get revenge" She giggled softly before turning to skip out of the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>07-06-2008, 04:03:14</strong>
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				Dorian laughed. Actually he guffawed, doubling over slapping his knees. "You will..bwhahaha...get..hahaha... your revenge? hahaheheh." He wipes the tears from his eyes. "I so sorry, goddess. You must understand? I have heard that line from demons, heroes, demi-gods, angles and more husbands than I care to remember."<br>He smirks at her back. "So forgive me for not quaking at the knees in terror. I was simply returning the gesture you gave me." He raised his middle finger to her back at the word 'gesture.'<br><br>"Now if you'll excuse me, I have a new plan to think up to destroy the DPDS and that cursed creature."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>07-06-2008, 04:07:50</strong>
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				She stopped in her tracks, turning slowly on Dorian as a large grin played across her features. "Dear man, obviously they did not keep on their threat. I however, will. Remember, you may not be able to die and can regenerate at will, but that doesn't mean you're incapable of feeling pain.. and those few fact only grow to my advantage." She purred softly.<br><br>Turning, she raised her middle finger behind her as a waving gesture. "Remember, you're number one." She grinned before walking out of his room and making her way towards Elohim and Corrine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>07-06-2008, 04:44:06</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden actually smiled, a full tooth revealing grin. &nbsp;She had no time to anylze the gesture, nor could she ponder why she was leaking quick silver from her eyes. &nbsp;It didn’t matter currently, for a moment, just this one little moment, she pushed logic down deep into her chest, so she could simply continue this lovely embrace without having to wonder why... &nbsp;It was love... &nbsp;She could feel it, as much as she could feel the pull of her programing. &nbsp;<br><br>“I am glad Corrine...” &nbsp;Those cool metallic digits slowly played across Corrine’s leather incased skin. &nbsp;This, was what humanity strived for was it not? &nbsp;A companion to share in the existence? &nbsp;She had found something, she found it in the arm’s of this beautiful creature, yet, the possibility, the potential might have been revealed to her by the prototype, while they were locked in combat. &nbsp;<br><br>She would thank him, before she destroyed him... &nbsp;<br><br>Her mind returned to the present, to the beautiful tortured soul pressed so firmly against her breasts, Without thinking she pressed the girl forward, the sensation of such closeness was pleasant beyond words, and while it wasn’t necessarily Elohim’s intention Corrine found her face completely enveloped against those large, synthetic orbs... &nbsp;And felt, perhaps to her surprise that the mechanical maiden had nipples hidden beneath her clothing.<br><br>The golden haired machine felt the small hand wrapping around her own metallic one, and her fingers softly wrapped around Corrine’s. &nbsp;She had a fairly good idea where she was going to be taken, that was of course... &nbsp;Her lover’s chamber. &nbsp; She did not truly understand the why of it, it had... &nbsp;Something to do with her heart. &nbsp;Which, at least to Elohim’s knowledge was resting peacefully in a box next to her own data receptacle. &nbsp;Was Corrine planning on showing her?<br><br>Why though? &nbsp;Unless she meant the seat of human affection, but... &nbsp;Wasn’t that revealed by the words that they had just shared. &nbsp;Elohim may have been confused, but, she knew that if it was something Corrine wanted to reveal to her, it was obviously of some great importance, so the machine coiled her arm around the psychic vampire’s shoulder, pulling her close, while softly holding her hand, and headed towards the woman’s sanctuary.<br><br>That lithe mechanical body of her’s was moving hips swaying softly with each step, gently tapping against Corrine. &nbsp;She walked in typical runway style, heel to toe, her heels clicking on the floor as that long shimmering gold hair of her’s flicked this way and that with each stepped the beautiful mechanical angel took. &nbsp;<br><br>“Let us go... &nbsp;My love, I will share with you what I can....” &nbsp;She whispered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>07-06-2008, 05:09:27</strong>
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				When Sayuri made her way out of Dorian's room and into the hall, she wobbled slightly and leaned against a wall. "Dammit.." She muttered softly. <br><br>She didn't think she was this dammaged, it took all her strength to just saunter out of there like she was fine. The pain was already starting to seep back into awareness for her. She needed more pain killers.<br><br>Then she spotted both Elohim and Corrine coming down the hall, they must be headed somewhere, but she was both surprised and oddly happy to see Elohim up and running already. <br><br>She forced a small smile she attempted to stand as straight as she could, still leaning against the wall. She wanted to look as though she were casually standing there, even though her body was littered with blood soaked bandages.<br><br>"Hey you two. I take it the scientists were able to repair you." She said with a small tired smile. "Sorry about today. I should have intervened earlier..."<br><br>Well this was odd, she was actually saying sorry for something...<em>'I need bed and some medication...'</em> she groaned in the back of her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>07-06-2008, 08:31:01</strong>
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				After Sayuri leaves, Dorian looks down at his torn and burnt British S.A.S. uniform. His features twisting in frustration and anger. The pale florescent lights of his armory cast shadows across his sharp features. He rips the remains of the uniform from him. The sound of the tearing fabric and his own breathing was all that could be heard in the room.<br><br>As the last of the ragged uniform hit the cold stone floor, the frustration seemed to flow out of Dorian. He smiled. His face had looked brooding and twisted with anger a moment before is darkly handsome once again, his blue eyes glimmering. <em>'I could not defeat the creature alone,'</em> he smirked. <em>'But neither could any of them.'</em> He walked naked to a row of wooden manikins beyond the rows of weapons.<br><br>The first blank manikin is adorned in an ancient suit of bronze platemail. A great silver etched phoenix spread its wings across the chest. He placed a reverent hand on the cold metal. A gleam of crimson drew his eye to the next suit standing proud. Great silver spikes ran along the heavy collar of the plate mail.&nbsp; No scars blemished the burnished crimson plates. Dorian lowers his head reverently before touching the blood stained metal and ceramic.<br><br>He licks his lips before he lifts a heavy crimson gauntlet from its perch. Slipping his hand inside the ceramic he clenches his fist tightly. Servo-muscles in the armor whining as the gauntlet adjusts to the sudden movement after all these years. <em>'This time abomination I will be ready for you.'</em> His smile was colder than the blank stare of the horned crimson great helm before him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>07-06-2008, 15:21:20</strong>
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				Corrine's eyes flicked closed as the tight loving embrace of Elohim enveloped her, her own grip tightened as she sucumbed to the cooling press of her breasts against her skin, but to her, Elohim never felt cold... the very act of her touch gave her a deep warmth that seemed to fill her.&nbsp; With her face pressed so close, she became a little more aware of the perfection she had already seen within her, she felt a sparkle of heat rise inside... she tried to understand the depths of her feeling for Elohim, and found them to be as deep and passionate as the very life stream that flooded her.<br><br>"I shall share everything with you my love..." her voice soft and and almost a whisper<br><br>She smiled, her eyes seemed to shimmer against the backdrop of fire that funnelled beneath the azure sea... and laced her free arm across the slender waist of the woman at her side, the gentle touch of her fingers laced with her own and the soft comforting weight of her arm drapped across her shoulder... all these things bought her peace, all these things kept the writhing tide of turmoil and tempestuous agony that spiraled within the rift of the planet stream at bay.&nbsp; Against the peace that the embrace of sweet 'oblivion' bought her, there was nothing that could penertrate it... even, it seemed the ancient Mayan had seemed to resist the bindings that laced about her and settled into a more restful phase... with her lover at her side, they made their way through the winding depths towards her chambers.<br><br>Corrine caught the words of Sayuri as she passed them, she said nothing but laced her face with a wry smile... <em>sorry</em>... Corrine was sorry, sorry that she had been unable to spare Elohim the pain she had felt, but, a part of her realised that until that moment she had been hiding her true feelings for her, but no longer, and she swore silently never to allow that to happen again... her mind flicked for a moment to the bullet in her jacket and her mind flared briefly with the manner of her revenge... but quashed them from her thoughts, there were more important things in mind.<br><br>Once they reached the place, Corrine slipped from Elohim's arms... brushing gently past her waist as she did.&nbsp; Her fingers outstretched and she brushed against the cold soulless memories of the rock... her eyes flickered shut as she began to coax the ancient silicates to shift and reform at her will... from within the centre of the rock she could feel the soft writhing as they responded to her touch... she projected her mind beyond the beyond and out into the temporal eddies that lay disjointed to the world of man, softly she called to them... drawing on her unity with the planet to bring her chambers out of phase and into alignment... the planet responded and threaded the realities together as the rock began to dissapate.&nbsp; Corrine turned towards Elohim, she smiled at her with sparkling eyes, it seemed that everytime she gazed upon her she felt a refreshed pang of feelings run through her as she drank in her beauty.<br><br>"There is so much i want to be able to show you..." She smiled and softly beckoned her to enter her sanctuary...<br><br>She watched Elohim enter through to the cool of the chamber, the soft precise sway of her hips as she walked, the gentle movement of her arms and the glittering waterfall of golden hair flowing in her sted.&nbsp; Her fingers brushed across her arm as the faint green slow sparkled about her from the wake her soft movements created in the translucent haze of molecules<br><br>Corrine glanced back into the darkening shadows of the corridor, a flickering green light dancing on the wall from the lighter generated from the dispacement of the rock, she smiled softly and stepped through, instantly releasing her hold on the ancient stone and displacing her own physical form softly as she felt the molecules mix for a moment... giving her a heightening feeling as her very esseence seemed to sparkle and heat at its touch.<br><br>She released the hold on the chamber, once more giving it to the flow of the temporal energy that lace the planet, and with it the chamber slipped once more into the shadowed realms out of phase with existance.&nbsp; The darkness of the chambers was instantly displaced by the wash of flickering candle light that started to dance across the wall and cast then in a shifting orange glow.&nbsp; Corrine walked up to Elohim, she reached up, the backs of her fingers brushing those glittering strands from the vibrant beauty of her gaze and then softly trailing down her cheek and brushing along the lithe sculpture of her neck... her eyes glistened as she gazed upon her... her blood pounding in her veins, unable to take her gaze from her... she reached upwards... and pressed her lips tightly against the warriors own, her arms embracing her as the kiss lingered a moment... softly she whispered against their lips embrace... <em>"I love you..."</em><br><br>Once she pulled away she was almost breathless from its effects... for a moment she was unable to convey her thoughts into words and just remained embraced within her arms. <br><br>"There is somthing i need to ask of you Elohim.... my love..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 05:50:12</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden, found the closeness of Corrine comforting.&nbsp; She was beginning to understand humanities urge to find a compatible personality, linked with a compelling body.&nbsp; The soft warmth she felt emanating from Corrine’s small frame, felt wonderful against her own cool dermal layering.&nbsp; It was an odd sort of feeling, almost as if their flesh was supposed to be this close, that, despite physical data...&nbsp; Essentially, they were capable of acting as one being.&nbsp; She enjoyed this...&nbsp; It would be difficult to even let go of the vampire, the warmth, the softness of her skin, not to mention the very aroma of the tortured soul guiding her through the catacombs was...&nbsp; Perfection. <br><br>Elohim looked to Sayuri as they passed, those dual colored eyes watched the girl, listening to her words.&nbsp; “It is, alright...&nbsp; I still function.”&nbsp; Came the soft monotone voice.&nbsp; She did not stop, allowing her companion, her partner to lead her forward, through the nearly infinite passages of the abyss. <br><br>When they reached the wall, the portal to Corrine’s chamber Elohim once more watched as the beautiful entity, her lovely Corrine, seemed to tear at the fabric of the world’s existence bending and shaping it, at whim.&nbsp; “Such power...”&nbsp; She whispered almost reverently as she watched the wall become reduced to nothingness, and then,&nbsp; &nbsp;suddenly the chamber seemed to come into existence before them.&nbsp; To the machine, such manipulation was almost incomprehensible, science had yet, and she was beginning to doubt, would ever find a way to simulate the power of psionics, and here, was a lovely being who seemed to be a psionic wild fire, in comparison to the rest of humanities candle light.<br><br>Then, she was within Corrine’s sanctum, she scanned the room once more, dedicating the room to her memory.&nbsp; There was something about the seclusion of the room, and the closeness of her companion that allowed the mechanical maiden to shed the mantle of the weapon.&nbsp; There was a subtle shift in posture, the look of programmed alertness seemed to fade from those dual colored orbs.&nbsp; <br><br>Elohim moved to meet Corrine as she drew near, when her fingers moved to brush against her cheek, the mechanical maiden leaned forward ever so slightly, bending at the waist so she was looking down upon the beautiful psionic vampire, once more, the softness of her touch struck her like a thunder bolt leaving her body yearning for more.&nbsp; Her own hand, moved to mirror the woman’s actions,&nbsp; &nbsp;she gently ran her finger tip across the woman’s jaw line, across the subtle curve of her lover’s neck, before resting her hand on the beauty’s shoulder, and then, their lips met...&nbsp; The kiss was soft and lingering, the feeling of those warm damp lips against her own was like heaven, she savoured the sweet taste, before Corrine moved away.<br><br>Something was building within her a warm, almost organic heat within her stomach.&nbsp; The crimson glow of her flesh was creeping down to those full perfectly formed breasts, and that soft kissable lower lip was fluttering.&nbsp; Corrine, would even notice a slight trembling of Elohim’s legs.&nbsp; This, newness was odd to the mechanical maiden, and it was beginning to show, but, she wanted to plow forward.<br><br>“What is your question Corrine?”&nbsp; She whispered, unable to keep her voice from catching in between syllables of the other woman’s name.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>12-06-2008, 07:59:22</strong>
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				"Ha Ha...." She laughed feebly as the walked past, then sighed softly and just slid down the wall she had been leaning on. <br><br>Raising one knee, she rested her right arm across it as she gently lowered her head. Long ebony hair cascaded over her shoulders, fanning out in front of her face to hide it from view as she closed her eyes. Keeping her head bowed, she didn't even bother to call for more medication. Even though the pain was starting to return. It was a pleasant feeling to her at the moment. Over shadowing the inner pain.<br><br>She felt so emo at the moment. She litterally wanted to just stab herself in the chest, twist and pop that damn heart of hers right out of her fucking chest. Oh if only...<br><br>Truth was, Sayuri was growing rather tired. Tired of her life, tired of not dying, tired of being the freak outcast. Truth was, people didn't like her. It was funny that she was just figuring this out, but at least she figured it out at all. She was lonely, but she'd never really admit it in person.<br><br>She either needed a way to seal her immortality or find a freaking partner in crime. She desperately needed someone to have fun with. It used to be all fun and games, but now it had just gotten boring.<br><br>Lifting her head slightly, she glared at the wall across from her as one of the fledglings showed up. "Miss, are you alright?" He asked, tilting his head at her as he blinked his pure black eyes.<br><br>"I just want to be left alone..." She growled softly, not bothering to look at him.<br><br>He eeped softly and stepped back. "Yes ma'am, I'm so sorry..." He said before running off.<br><br>"That wasn't very nice of you Yu Yu." A male voice giggled against her neck, causing her to wince softly.<br><br>"Go..away Toyki.." She muttered, her voice showing obvious annoyance.<br><br>"Awww... What's wrong baby sis?" He asked, moving to kneel before her, flashing her a fake pout and concerned look.<br><br>"You're not my brother.." She snarled, glaring at him with an intensity like no other. It made the glares she had flashed Dorian look like mere playful ones.<br><br>"Ah, but I am in his body and he so wanted me to take care of you.." He taunted, tapping at the back of his head. "Sometimes I can still hear him screaming out for you..." He purred.<br><br>"Fuck you!" She hissed, rolling to her feet in an instant before stomping off. She wanted to get away from this man, but he just followed her casually, placing his hands in the pockets of his black jeans.<br><br>"Oh come on, you know I was only playing. You should be nicer to me you know." Toyki said as his dark crimson eyes trailed along her curvy body as she walked, watching the natural sway in her step.<br><br>"Fuck off." She muttered simply, never stopping.<br><br>Toyki chuckled softly as he increased his pace so that he could walk beside her. Tilting his head slightly, his messy black hair fell forward as he looked at her with a sly grin on his face.<br><br>"Aww, come on baby. Can't we let bygones be bygones? It's not like your brother's alive anymore anyways, his consciousness left long ago."<br><br>" I swear to god, I will slit your fucking throat in your sleep if you don't fuck off now." She snarled, flashing him a glare from the corner of her eye.<br><br>"Tsk tsk, can't do that now, what would the Dark one's say?" He grinned, loving how angry he could get her.<br><br>Sayuri suddenly turned on him, curling her fingers around his throat as his eyes widened slightly, slamming him back against the hallway wall. Her opalescent eyes turned cold as she stared at him.<br><br>"I don't give a fuck what they think anymore... I was betrayed.." She hissed softly, causing a slow smirk to fall across his lips as he watched her, not moving at all to fight back.<br><br>"Hah, they didn't betray you."<br><br>"They promised that he would live!"<br><br>Toyki chuckled darkly. "They did keep him alive, they did keep their end of the deal. You just never specified how and how long..."<br><br>Sayuri's grip on his throat tightened as she stared at him unblinkingly.<br><br>"You know... I could help you with that tenseness of yours. You seem really stressed, care to join me in my bed?" He asked with a cheesy grin.<br><br>"....." She growled softly, before grinning to him in almost a demented way causing him to shift uncomfortably.<br><br>"Never.." She replied as the bracelet around her wrist snapped forth, turning twenty times longer as it wrapped around Toyki's throat tightly, strangling him.<br><br>The man's eyes widened as he grasped at the still tightening black beaded bracelet as it began to choke the air out of him. He gasped, his mouth agape as he tried to suck in air, falling to his knee's before her.<br><br>"That's all you'd ever get from me..." She purred softly with a satisfied smirk before turning and walking off, leaving him that way. She knew it wouldn't kill him, he was immortal just like her, but it was still just as fun.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 18:12:05</strong>
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				Corrine's eyes met with the dual multichromatic flicker of those softly sentient orbs that pulsated beneath the delicate glittering cascade of golden hair, that wafted softly, as the gently heated currents of air from the flickering fire of the candles caught against them both within the close confines of the bare rocked walled sanctuary.&nbsp; She felt it, deep within the sanctuary of her chambers, caught within the ebb and flow of the temporal tides of the planets very blood she was safe... hidden... free from all prying eyes, even the dark gods themselves held no sway within the vibrant writhing seas of energy that carried them.&nbsp; Corrine turned her gaze towards the ancient stone alter set against the far wall of the chamber, her fingers softly glided down the sculpted form of feminine grace before her and coming to rest gently against her hip, gently... purposefully, her fingers idly stroked against her.<br><br>"What do you know of Itzpapalotl...?"&nbsp; Corrine knew well that Elohim's knowledge was extensive and likely she knew much of what there was to know about the ancient texts that made reference to the 'Obsidian knife butterfly', but she spoke on..."She was one of the Tzitzimime, the powerful and dangerous star daemons that ruled over the dark paradise of Tamoanchan, a place built from sacrificed blood and bones... she is the last of her kind, her fierce countenance expresses the blackest aspects of nature found in the darkest aspects of man, resulting in death and destruction... she exhaults in transformation and aches to walk the earth once more.&nbsp; She hopes to use me to this end... but..."<br><br>The candles nearest the alter flared as the air shifted about her... "After today she has begun to push against the binding that holds her in place..." for a moment her gaze flickered, painfully aware of the broken shattered eyes that looked upon the beauty of Elohim, and aware that, through the swirling cracks, that the ancient looked on too... Corrine slipped the blade from her waist, the flickering light played over the hilt and the ancient curse it bore etched into it, the deep black of the blade glittered a fiery orange along the edge... Corrine held the blade in her hand, feeling the delicate pinch of its dark edge as she offered it to Elohim hilt first... The blue of her her eyes shivered in the shadows as the rolling stream of fire beneath the cracks in her gaze seemed to ebb and flow... "There is a ritual I need to perform... my love... but I... cannot do it on my own, I need you to wield the blade for me..." Corrine's eyes narrowed, their expression almost pleading, fully aware that she was asking a lot of her but knowing that she could trust no one better to so precisely and perfectly use the knife... especially with the delicacy that would be needed at the cut that needed to be made...<br><br>She pulled softly from her... her fingers gently trailed across her hip before they broke from the soft cooling touch of her body and she took the few steps across to the alter.&nbsp; She turned her gaze to the ancient relief upon it, her words a base whisper as she stood before them, her head dipped a little as her fingers reached out and splayed across the aged rock, it felt warming to the touch and it seemed as though the sparking soul energy of Itzpapalotl flared for a moment, casting deepedning shadows across the rugged walls and highlighting Corrines slender form in a momentary aura of blue light...<br><br>"Ahuia queyamica xinechiuaya, temoquetl aitlatol, aniquiya ilhuiquetl, tetzauhpilla niyayalizqui aya y chocaya."<br><br>The quiet of her broken blue eyes seemed to flicker all the more as the words spoken in ancient tongue reached deep into the ethereal mist that surrounded them... she turned softly to Elohim... "I need you to help me sate her a little more, the life blood is at its richest from the wrist..." she paused... running her thoughts across her mind... "I cannot do this myself, can I ask of you that you perform the ceremony and draw the blood from my body...?"&nbsp; with a slight saddness to her gaze she returned her focus to the alter and spoke softly once more... preparing for what was to come...<br><br>"Itzpapalotl maniyauia, nia nia poliuiz, ni yoatzin achalchiuhtla noyollo, ateucuitlatl nocoyaitaz, noyolceuizqui tlacatl achtoquetl tlaquauaya, otlacatqui yautlatoaquetl ouiya."<br><br>She pulled back from the alter and returned to the soft figure of her Elohim...Her fingers caught aganst the buckles of her jacket, her eyes never left the all encompassing gaze of Elohim as she flicked open each catch, exposing the white pale flesh of her torso, the gentle swell of her breasts for a moment hidden by the black leather as it hung limply from her shoulders... Corrine's eyes never left those of her lovers, she was too enraptured by her quiet gaze.. too absorbed by the peace of the moment within the confines of the hidden chamber... She flexed her shoulders a little and shrugged the jacket from her body, it fell to the floor and exposed the soft blush of her breasts, her nipples appearing a little taut in the orange half light that pulsated around them both, a thin dried crimson line still visible across her breast and above the place where her heart would be.&nbsp; She reached out, her fingers brushing a delicate line down across the lithe maidens cheek as she raised herself on to her toes and placed a kiss against those soft cool lips, the warming flush of her naked breasts pressed for a moment against Elohim's chest... her nipples reacting to the closeness of their delicate embrace... she pulled away, her breathing a little quicker, her pulse a little faster...<br><br>Her hand slipped lower... catching against the belt around her waist, flicking the buckle and feeling the sudden weakening of the grip of her trousers around her hips.&nbsp; She slipped her hand between her skin and the dark leather and shuffled them down, feeling them glide past her legs and to the floor... she stepped from them, her body soft and pale, a cooling orange glow dancing across her naked skin as she stood before the lithe figure of the woman before her, she returned to the alter, her eyes never leaving her lovers as she pulled herself upon it... and rested on her back feeling the silent coolness of the rock press into her, her hand palm facing upwards, her wrist poised gently over the channel that drained deep into the hidden depths of the ancient rock... she smiled softly and spoke...<br><br>Her words a hushed whisper... <br><br>"Ahuia tlacochcalco notequioa ayayui nocaquia tlacatl, ya nechyapinauia, ayaca nomati, nitetzauiztli, auia, ayaca nomati niya, yautla, aquitoloc tlacochcalco notequioa Elohim, iuexcatlatoa ay nopilchan."&nbsp; <br><br>Corrine's shimmering eyes met with Elohim's, her heart aching as she gazed up at her... "I listen to no god, nor can any put me to shame, I know none such, I am the Terror, I know none other, I am where war is, my work is the hall within the arms of my love Elohim, let no curse reach me." she spoke softly in explanation of her silent invocation... <br><br>The candles flickered briefly, the crackle of energy coursed a little deeper along her arm as though expectant, almost as though it had been awoken by the darkened edge to her words...
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 08:37:33</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden reached into her memory banks for a moment, &nbsp;trying to pull information about Itzpapalotl fourth. &nbsp;She had heard the name before, &nbsp;she was programmed with a rather impressive amount of information. &nbsp;Most of it dealt with various evil spirits, demons, &nbsp;and known members of the brood. &nbsp;Most of that data though, &nbsp;was essentially useless now that she was aligned with the very forces she had been created to destroy. &nbsp; "I know but a little Corrine, &nbsp;mostly it is information gathered from myths and hearsay &nbsp;which is not often correct." &nbsp;She stated rather matter of factly.<br><br>Elohim found her hand drifting, &nbsp;those mechanical digits moved forward and and pressed softly against Corrine's cheek, &nbsp;slowly she began to stroke the soft flesh allowing herself to increase the sensitivity of her sensors so she could explore the warmth and softness of the young woman's form with the benefit of greater then human feeling. &nbsp;She reveled in such contact, &nbsp;the skin to steel sensation that until rather recently she found odd... &nbsp;but, &nbsp;now she understood the purpose... &nbsp;sharing touch is suppose to bring comfort to both parties. &nbsp;She had discovered such when she lay on the charred remains of dirt, with her life seeping from her body... &nbsp;when the beautiful psychic vampire held her to her chest. &nbsp;<br><br>Then she was offered the knife, &nbsp;she looked down upon it and back to the beautiful girl. &nbsp;She hesitated for a moment, &nbsp;she did not understand rites, &nbsp;and it felt awkward to her to offer up any form of ritual to any deity, even YAWHEW, &nbsp;she was a being with no real life force, &nbsp;her prayer's were meant to leave the human's souls unfettered, &nbsp;not... in the spirit of the deity. &nbsp;What's more, she didn't know if she could bring herself to harm Corrine... &nbsp;but, &nbsp;she could tell that the smaller woman needed this. &nbsp;That, &nbsp;this ritual was somehow very important even if she could not understand its purpose. &nbsp;So, &nbsp;metal fingers took the hilt of the knife and slid it from Corrine hands.<br><br>For a moment, &nbsp;she lifted the weapon so she could better look upon. &nbsp;She inspected the edge, &nbsp;sensors gauged the weapon's strength and breaking point, &nbsp;balance. &nbsp;She tossed it once into the air, &nbsp;just to measure the arc the weapon would take before she caught it once more. &nbsp;It was a fine weapon... &nbsp;if not primitive she had not heard of obsidian being used as a weapon for quite some time. &nbsp;Perhaps though, &nbsp;that was the point of the ancient tool... &nbsp;a connection to the past, which the creature bound would understand. &nbsp;It was idle speculation, &nbsp;so she put it out of her head. &nbsp;<br><br>"I will assist you, &nbsp;though I do this for you, not the creature within you. &nbsp;I want this to be known before I take part." &nbsp;She said. &nbsp;and watched as the woman stepped away. &nbsp;The machine, &nbsp;found her gaze lingering on the illuminated form of Corrine, gazing at her beauty outlined. &nbsp;Her polychromatic orbs never once looked away.<br><br>Then, &nbsp;she was bared from the waist up. &nbsp;Once more she felt that warm organic heat growing within her. &nbsp;Her cheeks blushed heavily, &nbsp;and it crept down to her own breasts. &nbsp;Those dual colored orbs drank in the sight. &nbsp;She felt... &nbsp;so odd. &nbsp;She wanted to reach out, to caress those perfect breasts. <br><br>Once more they were near each other, &nbsp;Elohim could feel the heat of the other woman's body, &nbsp;she could smell the intoxicating aroma of her flesh. &nbsp;When Corrine moved to kiss her, &nbsp;she moved forward too... &nbsp;she felt the full mounds pressing against her own breasts nipples brushing against the fabric of her garment... &nbsp;and her own started to go hard and visible beneath the tight material. &nbsp;She moaned weakly into the kiss, &nbsp;and then... &nbsp;something rather awkward happened she felt something warm and wet dripping down the pseudoflesh of her thighs. &nbsp;The warm liquid, &nbsp;seemed to shimmer in the light with a silvery sheen, though it was mostly quite clear. &nbsp;She felt so... so odd, &nbsp;she couldn't explain it... &nbsp;she had no reference for this.<br><br>And the feeling only became more intense as the woman removed the last of her clothing revealing milky white flesh, &nbsp;she let out a shivering, &nbsp;unsure where such a reaction came from... &nbsp;she didn't even have to breath. &nbsp;She bit down hard on her lower lip, drawing fourth a flow of silver, &nbsp;she tasted it metallic tang and its frosty cold on her tongue and lips. &nbsp;The hand not brandishing the weapon brushed across her own inner thigh, &nbsp;feeling the odd liquid against her metallic hand. &nbsp;Her own touch made her shiver..<br><br>Elohim seen Corrine lay down upon the altar, &nbsp;and moved towards her. &nbsp;She lifted herelf onto it, &nbsp;straddling her lover's waist and rested herself there, &nbsp;the blazing heat of her body quite apparent, &nbsp;and the dampness of her body was soon apparent as she let her weight rest on the smaller woman. &nbsp;She looked down, &nbsp;her entire body was trembling a faint sheen of what might be considered sweat was covering her fleshy parts. &nbsp;She was... &nbsp;confused... &nbsp;what was this feeling?<br><br>Her normally steady hand held the knife out shaking, &nbsp;and gently pressed it against the skin of Corrine's wrist. &nbsp;She leaned her body forward just looking down with large rather overwhelmed looking eyes, &nbsp;her golden hair formed a curtain around the two of them. &nbsp;"I do this for you..." &nbsp;She whispered, &nbsp;and she focused on steadying her hand, &nbsp;and she slowly drew it over the skin, &nbsp;cutting through flesh and releasing the flow of blood, &nbsp;she held the knife to her own chest, &nbsp;her whole body quaking. &nbsp;She hand not holding the blade, &nbsp;stroked the woman's cheek sliding downward for a moment, to touch her breast... &nbsp;she caught herself before she made contact.<br><br>Was that it? &nbsp;She wondered to herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 20:22:26</strong>
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				Sayuri frowned as she heard a soft ringing in her ears. What did he want now..? <br><br>Sighing softly, she raised her hand in an swoop arch motion, producing a small portal before her. Stepping forward, her body disappeared within it just moments before the portal closed with an odd snap, a large plum of red smoke filling the hall where she left.<br><br>&nbsp;Father wanted her....
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 03:30:23</strong>
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				There had been only one occasion before when Itzpapalotl had succesfully been able to use her as conduit into the world of man, and that had been at the very point of their souls melding within the slipstream of energy.&nbsp; At the point Corrine was phased back by the use of reckless science, her psionic abilities had been woefully inadequate at preventing the dark ancient Mayan from pushing through and taking control... Her eyes flickered at the dark memory... that single event flared like a supernova within her recollection... but as the presence of the Mayan seared her flesh with ancient symbols and twisted the body and souls of those unfortunates around her, Corrine, had gained an insight into the true nature of this beast... a liar, a deciever, the embodiment of death and fate that even Hun ahau, the god of Xibalba, the ancient underworld, felt fear in her wake.<br><br>There was nothing that could save her... nothing that could be done to return her, as the generators failed, the breech into the swirling flux of Ley energy sealed and her soul saturated body was torn from the conscious world and cast adrift in the temporal depths of the planet... soaking up every ounce of energy that washed over her.&nbsp; Within that time her mind was wrought by a tumultuous battle of wills as the Goddess tried to maintain her hold over her physical form, whilst Corrine tried all she could to wrench herself free of it. Through those centuries time beat to a different rhythm, and she was lost sempiternally within the swirling tides... but in that time her mind was laid bare to the wash of souls, her psychic skills drew from them and augmented their gifts to her fledgling psionic power... She couldn't die, no matter what the ancient did to her, the planets beat sought to revive her and with each revivification she bought back with her more pain from the sea of souls... Within the constructs of her increasing psionic power they fought a timeless battle atop Chichen Itza, the greatest of the temples.&nbsp; It was here that Corrine was finally able to bring the full weight of her gifts to bare and, therein, she decieved the deciever and bound her in flesh and chain...<br><br>Then... something happened that bought her back... something unexpected that saw her finally bridge the void and return to the physical realm.&nbsp; The alter... within its ancient rock and carved effigies, whose meaning had long been lost, something had sought to grant her boons, something that now insisted that its own cravings be filled... She had softly smiled at Elohim's gentle insistence that she was only doing it for her, and not for the beast within... Corrine had nodded tenderly, and in the shadows of her own thoughts she hoped that this would work... that the reafirmation to her own heart that beat within the ancient rock and now lay twinned with Elohim's own, would be enough to tighten the binding that kept the Mayan in thrall...<br><br>Corrine's eyes watched intently as with a graceful elegance, the lithe, powerful form of her lover moved across her, lifting herself over her prone body as she lay pressed against the cooling contact of the sacrifical stone.&nbsp; She had no control over her gaze as it flickered along the maidens torso, from her swelling orbs towards her crotch, in the soft glow of candle light that bathed them both, it almost looked like there was a gentle sheen to her shape and as though a distinct hint of wetness laced her body. Whilst, in the moment before her body settled against her, she caught sight of the inside of her thighs... they appeared to be glistening...<br><br>She couldn't help but part her lips with a faintly whispered gasp as Elohim settled astride her, the soft cooling touch of her thighs, that she had expected wasn't there, rather, what glided around her waist was a warmth that seemed to glow softly from her inner thighs... and as she lowered her weight onto the lithe figure of the psychic vampire, she felt, spreading aganist her a soft glowing heat that pressed tightly to her skin, and as it did so, and she tasted the direct contact of her body, she felt her own flesh whimper for her and a moisture other than the faint beading of sweat feather her body...<br><br>Her eyes drew towards the shimmering soft light of her eyes... Corrine felt a quickening of her breath, but it wasn't through the anticipation of her skin being cut and the iminent bloodletting that would ensue, but rather the close touch of their bodies had bought about a feeling of something deeper within her, something even more primal than that of the ancient rites she was about to embark on at Elohim's hand.&nbsp; Something that had stirred her own heat, she shifted softly beneath the presence of the woman astride her... gasping a touch at the draw of their bodies and for a moment she wonder whether the sensitivity of&nbsp; the figure of beauty above her was enough to pick up on her own raising temperature and increasing moisture... likely it was, and this thought alone was enough to bring a faint flush to the pale canvas of her manifest nakedness...<br><br>It was only then, in the orange refulgence of the candlelight, that she caught sight of the slight silver fleck against the soft lips of the gorgeous woman who sat atop her... the faintest traces of her blood, as cooling and uniquely different to her own as it was, sent a deep shiver through her body.&nbsp; Corrine had, in her timeless bound union with the ancient Mayan, taken to her heart a number of passions that had delighted the ancient spirit... and one of these was the primordial effect that the sight and sense of blood had upon her.&nbsp; The crackling arc of energy that feathered across her skin, seemed to flicker and sparkle in&nbsp; anticipation...<br><br>Corrine's eyes caught the gentle waver of her hand as she held the cool edge of the blade out... and she said softly as she fell into her soft gaze... "It is alright my dear Elohim..." her voice barely a notch above a whisper as she embraced her lover with her own warm contemplation. "Huiya tzonimolco notauane ye namech maya pinauhtiz, tetemoca ye namech maya pinauhtiz" she whispered softly as she invoked the initiation of the hall of flame and she asked them for forgiveness.... as though in answer to her the candles around them flickered for a moment as the flames clawed higher... highlighting the sleek shimmer that glisten off of their bodies...<br><br>She felt the soft rise of an aching fire spark through her flesh as Elohim lowered herself so that her multichromatic orbs filled near the entirity of the psychic vampires gaze, she felt her lower lip tremble softly as, embraced by a glistening golden cascade, she felt herself drawn deeply into the unblinking soft light of Elohim's multichromatic pools.&nbsp; She felt a twitch run across her hand as the fine edge of the obsidian blade rested against the heat of her wrist....<br><br>"Ahuia anneuaya niyocoloc, annoteua eztlamiyaual, aylhuiçolla nic yauicaya teutiualcoya." Corrine's gaze embraced the delicate poise and soft beauty of the perfect woman astride her as she softly formed the words invoking the ancient call for a blood sacrifice to the gods... As Elohim's gaze washed over her, she felt a weakness that she couldn't have prepared for and between them there lay a moment that throbbed with a soft intensity... to Elohim's softly spoken, yet, richly felt words, the best she could return in a tender half whisper, was a simple... "Thank you... my love..." at the edges of her broken eyes, a trail of wetness began to form, the culmination of the intensity of emotion that wracked her body.<br><br>Her eyes held sway in this tight hidden union on which they embarked, amidst this Corrine felt the sudden electric arc of pain course around her wrist as Elohim so precisely cleaved a narrow channel around her flesh like a stream of liquid fire that so perfectly split the skin and created a warming wet ache in its wake.&nbsp; As the rich crimson leeched from her and began to course along the ancient rock channels of the alter that fed deep into its core, her lower lip was given to a soft tremble as the psychic vampire watched the soft serentiy of her lover's form bring the knife from her, its edge glistening red as she held it towards her own chest.&nbsp; For a moment a fleeting throught embraced the lucidity of her mind... a certain clouded certainty laced the idea, and she tried to fashion the possibilities within it or even if it were possible... but for a moment these thoughts were pushed from her mind as she lay in the occular rapture of her lover...<br><br>Corrine saw her as she moved to touch her... there was something buried deep within her tortured soul that lept at this sight and the sensual fire of cooling touch that brushed along her cheek, feathering her with waves of desire, her breath faltered upon her lips when she stayed her hand... Corrine's eyes flickered as she tried to understand, what was occuring behind her eyes... as beautiful and alluring as her multihued eyes were, Corrine had no way of reading them to any great depth as they were not home to a soul, at least in the manner she knew, no way of knowing any of the thoughts that graced her lovers mind... all she could feel when her mind reached out was the cooling pulse that lay in the white light void within... something that carried with it its own unique beauty, something Corrine ached to surround her mind with.&nbsp; But somethings didn't need a psychic's gift to determine... somethings were driven from instinct and feeling.... she bought her other hand around and tightly clasped it against the wavering hand of Elohim... her eyes fixed against some deep point within her gaze.&nbsp; Softly Corrine moved her hand down towards her quickly rising chest and placed it there, holding her against the warmth of her breast and never once leaving the gentle wash of her gaze<br><br>Elohim's body seemed laced with a shiver, it was an almost 'human' reaction... involutary and unsure. She lifted her head from the plinth a little.. her lips seeking out the gentle touch of her lover beneath the waterfall of gold that framed them both... As they touched... her senses were suddenly speared by the deep chill of the flecked blood on her soft lower lip, she pressed tighter against her lips... moving softly... her arm still poised over the channel as her vitae trickled from her, her other hand laced through the soft silk of her hair as she idled across her... losing herself in the passionate serenity of a deepening kiss...
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>30-06-2008, 03:32:04</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden watched for a moment as blood dripped down Corrine’s delicate wrist, pooling beneath her.&nbsp; Elohim had seen blood often enough, and, now she had tasted it on her lips and tongue.&nbsp; Still, the sight of the oozing crimson both intrigued her and worried her, that thick red substance was the fuel that kept the psychic vampire’s body functioning...&nbsp; If to much of the fluid were to leak free.&nbsp; Well...&nbsp; The beautiful creatures life would end, and in the place of her warm lover, all she would have in her arms was a cooling corpse.&nbsp; She visibly shook her head, the woman must know what she was doing, but...&nbsp; What if she had cut to deep?&nbsp; The cables that carried human life were delicate things, easy to damage and difficult to repair.<br><br>No, she told herself...&nbsp; Corrine would continue to live and function the damage she had inflicted was minimal, and it was at her request.&nbsp; She knew what she was doing, she must...&nbsp; Those multi-hued orbs scanned once over the psychic vampires beautiful form.&nbsp; Following the lovely contours wither her glimmering eyes.&nbsp; She did not appear to be distressed, no...&nbsp; the wound was superficial nothing more. <br><br>The obsidian blade was held close to her chest, and it was shaking slightly.&nbsp; The crimson flow laced against her breasts and a few droplets fell to fleck upon her alabaster thighs.&nbsp; She soon allowed her hand to slide outward, and the placed the obsidian weapon on the altar above Corrine’s head.&nbsp; Obsidian was a brittle stone, sharp yes...&nbsp; But, she did not want to accidentally shatter the weapon, if her shaking hands suddenly released its grip upon the dagger’s hilt.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;The free hand moved to softly stroke the other woman’s beautiful locks, feeling the silken texture against her cool mechanical finger tips.&nbsp; She curled a few of the soft strands around her digits.&nbsp; She pondered what it would feel like against her face, or draped over her shoulders and neck, it almost caused a little shiver of desire to well up within her mechanical frame, but she held it in check.&nbsp; <br><br>These new feelings were beginning to over power her,..&nbsp; An odd emptiness within, coupled with an urge to be filled. And, what was the odd warm fluid that was flowing down her silken thighs, before dripping down her mechanical lower legs?&nbsp; She scanned through her archives of information, but nothing came to her.&nbsp; Her mind wasn’t programmed to handle this sort of information, but...&nbsp; She was experiencing it none the less.&nbsp; She was quivering, and the crimson blush seemed to have consumed most of her pseudo-flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>She shifted slightly, accidentally brushing her growing heat against Corrine’s skin, she moaned again, a soft lusty sound.&nbsp; If she had a heart it would be pounding now, but every part of that mechanical form was trembling like a leaf.&nbsp; It seemed as if all the power and strength within the mechanical maiden was syphoned away from her, leaving her consumed completely and totally by this confusing and unknown emotion.<br><br>When the warmth of Corrine’s hand moved to encircle Elohim’s metal wrist, the mechanical maiden gasped, and more of that confusing liquid seemed to leak from between her thighs coating the psychic vampires skin, in the mechanical maiden’s confused lust.&nbsp; The golden haired beauty, shifted her hips again trying to elevate the odd feelings within her.&nbsp; Eyes closed, and those lips were trembling, the bead of shimmering silver fell from her lips and landed upon the other woman’s cheek.&nbsp; <br><br>Elohim noticed a faint increase in her lovers body temperature, and she could pick up the faint hint of an unidentified smell.&nbsp; Never before had she detected something quite like it, and it was primal, animallike, and for some reason she found it to be utterly feminine.&nbsp; The smell only served to drive her deeper and deeper into her confused lust.&nbsp; Unfortunately the machine did not put two and two together, her lack of sensual understanding was getting the better of the golden haired beauty.<br><br>Then her shaking hand was led to that warm round orb, and she felt the nipple pressing against her steel palm.&nbsp; Her cool digits brushed against Corrine’s warm softness, her hand rather inexpertly gave the large breast a soft squeeze.&nbsp; The soft skin, felt good against her...&nbsp; And that cold metallic layering, was pressing softly against the woman’s pink nipple causing it to go hard and put pressure against her palm.<br><br>Then without warning their lips met and it was like a thunder bolt.&nbsp; Elohim’s body shifted nervously, and she moaned into the warmth of the psychic vampires lips.&nbsp; Then, something entirely unexpected happened, she felt Corrine’s tongue pressing against her own full pouting lips.&nbsp; She, didn’t understand...&nbsp; But the slick warmth felt so good to her, that she opened her mouth and pressed her own pink organ against it, she moved it slowly at first without much grace, much like anyone’s first kiss.<br><br>That freezing shimmering mixture leaked from her still bleeding lip wound filling Corrine’s mouth with a metallic tang, that tasted somewhat similarly to a human’s blood, but it was heavier and the metallic overtones were more emphasized.&nbsp; &nbsp; Elohim’s chest heaved pressing her own large bust against Corrine’s, her own full orbs were straining against their bindings, and the heat of her clothing was beginning to become stifling<br><br>Elohim didn’t know what she was doing anymore, her mechanical effiencies was being replaced by lust, a feeling she had no known reference to.&nbsp; In her confusion of the moment, silvery tears trickled from her multi coloured eyes.&nbsp; Was she malfunctioning?&nbsp; Corrine would not know would she?&nbsp; <br><br>The metal hand that was toying with Corrine’s hair moved to softly slide across the psychic vampires body.&nbsp; Gliding over all those beautiful feminine contours until her hand came to rest at the back of the other woman’s knee and she lifted it upward, forcing the smaller females leg to coil around Elohim’s narrow waist.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>01-07-2008, 20:40:06</strong>
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				A Large portal reopened within the meeting room of the large complex that was the headquaters of the Brood Elite. Soon after Sayuri stepped out and stood before it, waiting for Okami to follow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 01:23:11</strong>
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				Okami would enter the place and look around.&nbsp; His hand was unconsciously resting upon his sword as he sniffed the air and narrowed his eyes some.&nbsp; The unnatural smell of death and decay would assail his nose as he snorted lightly.&nbsp; "So this is hell hmmm, always thought it would be a little more........fiery?" he said as he looked to Sayuri and then tilted his head as he looked around the room. <br><br><br>The Harbringer would eye the young warrior as he stood up looking towards Sayuri as she had done well in recruiting another towards their cause.&nbsp; "Very good Sayuri you do well to recruit the young warrior into our fold." he said in a low hiss as Okami stood there listening to what was said.&nbsp; "For that I shall reward you by healing up the remainder of your wounds and taking away your pains for now," he said as he would wave his hand before Sayuri as it glowed a dark red color within its palm.&nbsp; "Sayuri you will be paired off with Okami on solo missions as well as the group, I sense there is a great deal of competition between the two of you which will work towards our goals to the future," the Harbringer would say as he turned away from them. "Show Okami to his quarters if he wishes to stay and give him anything he wants or needs as you see fit Sayuri."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 06:05:08</strong>
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				Sayuri sighed softly in relief as she felt the wounds of her body melt away, aswell the pain. She couldn't really deal with the idea of having scars, they were usually so unbecoming.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> <br>"Sayuri you will be paired off with Okami on solo missions as well as the group, I sense there is a great deal of competition between the two of you which will work towards our goals to the future," </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Sayuri's mouth fell open before she narrowed her eyes at the Harbringer slightly. "Excuse me sir, but I'm not so sure that would be a good idea. It might be a conflict of interest." She commented before glancing to Okami.<br><br>"I will willing help him find his barrings, but I like my personal hunts..." <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 06:15:52</strong>
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				Okami would shake his head a little bit "I am sure that Sayuri has her own things she wants to deal with and not have to seem like shes babysitting me or vica versa."&nbsp; Okami would say with a smirk as he looked to Sayuri and then to the Harbringer "You two will be placed on missions that are to benefit your talents and thats final. If you want to do a personal hunt thats on your time not mine," the Harbringer would say as he vanished into a thick cloud of black smoke. <br><br>Okami looked to Sayuri as he tilted his head some "So whats there to do here?" he asked her as he didnt like the look of this place already. And he was growing quite bored of being cooped up in a place without any natural habitat around him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 06:30:27</strong>
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				She scowls slightly as the strange man left, shaking her head with a frustrated growl. She then turned to Okami and smirked slightly.<br><br>"There are plenty of things to do, you could stare at a wall, visit the library, order around the grunts and kick them around. I could give you a gay ass tour of the place, show you the torture chambers. Show you your optional living quaters. Mine are off limits by the way, whether you like it or not." She snorted, giving him a challenging grin.<br><br>"I vote you stare at a wall." She snickered before turning and walking down the hall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 06:55:23</strong>
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				Okami looked to Sayuri and smirked back at her as he shook his head lightly"no if Im to stare at anything i think ill stare at you Sayuri," he said as he looked to her and chuckled a little bit as he dark crimson eyes narrowed upon her watching how she moved down the hallway.&nbsp; <br><br>"I do not have a need for the library thou my room might and i say this lightly, might be of interest to me," he chuckled a little bit as he walked along behind her.&nbsp; "Thou i will see your room before this war is over," he said with a sly smirk as he watched her walking down the corridor showing him around.&nbsp; "The big guy did say anything that I want, didnt he?" he played and toyed with her knowing she wouldnt readily give up what she kept dear to herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 07:45:42</strong>
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				As Sayuri walked down the hall, her hips swayed to and frow with a natural grace, giving accent to just how beautifully curvey she was. When he spoke of being in her room, she smirked slightly.<br><br>"Good luck, you'll have to get through me first. And he said that I should tend to your wants and needs as <strong>I</strong> see fit." She snickered softly as she led him down the hall.<br><br>suddenly she stopped before a doorway and pointed to it. "This will be your room." She said, though she didn't not make a move to go in it. It had never been occupied before.<br><br>Each private room in this place had a special spell cast upon it so that the first person to walk into it would cause it to shape into their desired retreat. After all, they wanted those who fought on their side to be comfortable at least.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 07:56:29</strong>
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				Okami would look to her and smirked slightly "you will be mine Sayuri one of these nights i will tempt you to revealing all that you hold dear."&nbsp; He said as he would turn and walk to the room and opened the door as the room would shift and contort turning that which was barren and empty into a room constructed of Japanese calligraphy, rugs, bedding which was able to fit two persons upon, a fireplace with mantle on it where the sheath and sword of his would sit, and the room was in hues of black and red. Okami would turn and look around some as he tilted his head slightly "hmmmm could get used to this I think."&nbsp; <br><br>Okami would turn and look to Sayuri as he walked right up to her and gave her a cold look from his crimson eyes.&nbsp; "And why is your room off limits when i have bested you at your own game Sayuri, do you still believe that I am no match for you on the battlefield?"&nbsp; He asked as he scowled slightly watching her eyes as he leaned in close tilting his head slightly "or are you just that much of a quiet person that you don't want anybody to know about you?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 08:10:38</strong>
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				She glanced within the room and smirked in quiet amusement. Oddly she had expected something a bit more wild for the wolve half breed, but he seemed to have a secret homy part of him aswell.<br><br>When he advanced on her, noting the cold look in his eyes as he spoke to her, she narrowed her eyes at him as she rose her chin slightly as if to asert a certain amount of control and dominance.<br><br>"I do not submit so easily. What is it that you hunger for dear Okami? A fighting partner or a different kind of battle?" She asked with a soft purr.<br><br>"My room is my own, and no one elses. If you have a problem with that..." She smirked slowly. "Tough.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 08:24:23</strong>
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				Okami smiled down to her watching her put up her chin in a show of defiance.&nbsp; "You show your tough side as a means to hide your true weakness."&nbsp; He said to her as he would round about her walking around behind her so she couldn't see him and whispering into her ear "your lonely in that room aren't you Sayuri?"&nbsp; He said as he quickly moved before her staring her down at him "Maybe it is you that hungers for a different type of battle, one that deems more damage to ones emotions then any physical pain could match."&nbsp; <br><br>He would watch her as he smirked lightly "I want a fight and a challenge, and your going to give it to me Sayuri, for I will make you submit to me in the end just like before."&nbsp; He chuckled lightly as he looked to her wondering how she felt about him stating such things.&nbsp; His callous hand would come out and caress against her cheek "I can stare into your eyes and look into a vast emptiness that fills you like a void, and it makes me wonder just what kind of hunger you have yourself that you deny?"&nbsp; He chuckled lightly as he stood before her "Well come on then lets dance and fight and see where it leads."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 18:34:37</strong>
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				She looked hesitant for a moment, before narrowing her eyes as she stepped back from him. "I'm not really in the mood to fight at the moment." She muttered.<br><br>It wasn't really that she wasn't in the mood to fight, it was really that she wasn't in the mood to fight him. She was unsure of herself now, it was a curious feeling after having years of confidence in her own power and strength, but it was all being challenged by this man and the people of the Brigade. She had never felt so insecure before.<br><br>Growling softly, she clenched her fists suddenly. She was not going to let herself back down to this man, she wasn't going to let him think he won. Not yet atleast.<br><br>Stepping up to him, she placed her hand to his chest as she pushed him up against a wall of his room, her eyes narrowing on him. "And what of you Okami..it had to have been boring and incredibly unamusing after a while to hunt such weaklings, especially alone." she said, leaning in to nuzzle her nose against the crook of his neck, glancing up at him.<br><br>"You need a challenge.. you need someone to play with, to hunt with.. you need competition.. or you can't strive to improve and the whole things becomes pointless... You need me.." She purred against his neck almost seductively.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 23:46:23</strong>
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				Okami would allow for her to press him up against the wall as he heard her first words of not in the mood to fight.&nbsp; He smiled knowing that he had gotten to her in the worst way possible.&nbsp; he had damaged her pride and her fighting spirit with his duel with her earlier.&nbsp; "Too bad your not in the mood to fight that tells me that you are afraid of me Sayuri, and you wish not to have a what you call fluke happen again am i right?"&nbsp; He chuckled a little as he looked down to her watching her as she rubbed up against him in an almost seductive way.<br><br>&nbsp; "I mean what are the odds that i am actually your superior but with only half of my ability being a half demon," he said as he narrowed his eyes down to her.&nbsp; "You show weakness in not wanting to face me Sayuri, you have become subservient in what i thought was a strong woman is nothing more then a weakling herself."&nbsp; <br><br>Okami would smirk slightly as he shook his head "I am fine working alone, i don't mind it myself one bit."&nbsp; He chuckled a little watching her as she pressed against him nuzzling his neck and purring softly "I could do with a companion but only someone as strong as i am, and the thrill of the hunt must run through her veins like ice water."&nbsp; <br><br>He said to her narrowing her eyes as he took and lift her chin up to look him in the eyes and waited.&nbsp; "I don't associate with those that refuse to face me on the battlefield,"&nbsp; He said to her as he waited to see what she would say to him as his hand would sneak to her hip and hold her to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 01:21:19</strong>
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				How was it that this man could enrage her so badly? Right then and there she wanted nothing more then to disembowl the bastard. Growling softly, she ran a clawed finger along his throat tauntingly.<br><br>"Dear Okami, might I remind you that I am only human..?" She pointed out with a grin. "I was but a human and still I was able to hold my own against you while wounded, abiet you defeated me, but it was a mere fluke." She taunted.<br><br>Gently she pressed her body against his as she rose her knee against the wall inbetween his legs. It wasn't long before her could feet her thigh pressed up against his man hood as she looked into his eyes mischeviously. <br><br>"Do you think you can handle me Okami...?" She purred seductively against his ear.<br><br>"Or is this just words to make yourself feel better about being a half breed..." She smirked, knowing that would get to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 01:53:22</strong>
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				Okami looked to her and smirked lightly as his hand would come down from her cheek to wrap around her throat slowly "dont toy with me Sayuri you know what rage you invoke by naming me something that i hate."&nbsp; He said to her as he narrowed his eyes and looked to her "handling you will be easy, but can you take what punishement and rewards i dish out Sayuri?"&nbsp; He asked her as he got nose to nose with her.&nbsp; <br><br>"You may have been wounded but now your not and you still refuse to challenge me, that alone tells me that you respect the power i posess even without your upgrade," Okami would look to her pulling her nose to nose with him as his hand gently squeezed against her throat dipping his clawed hands into her skin lightly.&nbsp; "I love a challenge Sayuri, and if you provide me the challenge I will reward you,"&nbsp; Okami would smirk lightly as he looked to her and pulled her close and into a deep kiss as he grabbed the back of her hair by releasing her throat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 05:49:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he grasped her by her neck, her eyes narrowed upon his. She was ready to rip his hand off when she suddenly felt him pull her against him, his lips assaulting her own. She gasped softly and went tense at first, still shocked.<br><br>When his hand grasped at her head, instinctively her head tilted back, causing her lips to press more firmly against his as she closed her eyes. She was enjoying this..?<br><br>She melted against him first, but then reality sunk in once more before she gripped her hands into the front of his shirt and slammed the heal of her foot against the top of his. When he pulled back from the bone breaking pain in his foot, she pushed away from him and landed a few feet back with a smirk playing across her lips, a defiant look in her eyes.<br><br>"Well then, I better give you a good challenge.." She grinned, getting into a defensive position.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 05:56:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami winced in pain as he felt his foot crackle and crunch under her offensive manuver.&nbsp; He would growl slowly and smirked back to her as he stood up shaking his foot a little which had already begun to heal "where to then, we need an arena for the fight im going to give you."&nbsp; Okami would say as he readied himself for her to bring them to a place where the fighting can begin.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 06:08:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"The training court will do." She muttered before turning from him and dashing off. "Try to keep up." She called behind her with a smirk as she sped down the hall.<br><br>She turned this was and that, skiding around corners and past servents as they screamed in shock, dropping random things they were carrying and cursing at her back.<br><br>She didn't stop until she got pretty far from his room probably about a half mile away, though this was like a baby step for her. She skid to a halt before a large wooden door different from the others, pushing it open as it let out a loud creak.<br><br>The door opened to a whole new world completely ,seeming to be a vorex that went back in time. Within was a cliff side that ended about 10 feet from the doorway before dropping down into a large valley filled with large tree's that looked to be thousands of years old. Along the center of the valled ran a small river about 20 feet wide and was about 7 feet deep in it's center. The place looked like the perfect habitate, never would Okami breath or smell such fresh air, no polution in the valley what so ever.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 06:18:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami would follow her lead thou where she bumped into people skidding past them Okami would weave in and around them preventing anything from spilling at all.&nbsp; He would shake his head to how reckless she could be with running around the place.&nbsp; His eyes locked onto her form as she ran and he smiled slightly as they came to a door.&nbsp; <br><br>Okami would shield away his eyes slowly as it was pretty bright within the arena, his nostrils flared with the aroma of wilderness.&nbsp; The sights and smells were out of this world, much like the old country used to be before industrialization set into play.&nbsp; Okami tilted his head looking to Sayuri before flipping through the air and landing within the trees below "well you coming or not slow poke, i haven't got all day to challenge you to a duel, i got souls to harvest!"&nbsp; He called from the trees as he waited for her to come down and join him on level playing field.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 06:24:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned slightly, apparently the man approved. Shutting the large oak door behind her, it disappeared with in moments as she launced from the cliff and onto the tree top near Okami.<br><br>Sayuri flicked on of his fuzzy ears with a smirk before rushing off into the wilderness. "Tag, you're it." She called after her as she disappeared into the tree's. She knew he could find her by scent, but she always did enjoy a good chase.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 06:29:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami looked around him in wonderment giving Sayuri just enough time for her to flick him in the ear and take off running through the trees.&nbsp; Okami smirked a little as he growled slightly his crimson eyes fixed upon Sayuri as he took off after her through the trees.&nbsp; His feet barely making a sound as he rocketed from each branch to propel him forward to the next tree.&nbsp; <br><br>Okami's nostrils flared with the scent of Sayuri as he smirked keeping a good distance to give the illusion that he was trailing her badly and wouldnt catch up.&nbsp; Only to have him split off from behind her and try and flank her from the side as he picked up the pace trying to come in on her hard.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 06:35:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he chased after her, she smirked to herself silently. She knew he was faster then that, how naive did he think she was? When he tried to flank her, she had expected it, touching the tip of her toe to a tree branch and flipping backwards and out of reach of him to touch to the ground gracefully, barely making a sound.<br><br>She stopped for a moment to grin up at him, waggling a brow at him. "slow poke." She taunted before dashing into the brush once more, flipping him the bird over her shoulder with a snicker.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 06:42:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami would tilt his head as he smirked to her and went to dash after her as she flipped him the bird.&nbsp; He would land onto the ground and go into bounding leaps till he had caught up to her and tackled her from behind.&nbsp; <br><br>"Got ya!" he said as he would send them both rolling through the brush and into a small clearing with him on top of her as he smirked now.&nbsp; "Now the fun part begins, you gonna lay there all day or are you going to fight me?" he asked as he would hold her wrists above her head and narrow his eyes to her as he chuckled lightly.<br><br>"I want a strong woman with me but not one that gives up so easy so your going to have to fight me Sayuri or i wont be interested in you no more and think your not worthy," he said down to her as he got nose to nose with her and looked deep within her eyes as he held her down on the ground against her will.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 06:51:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She narrowed her eyes at him with a low growl. "That's pretty presumptous of you <strong>Hanyou</strong>" She hissed softly. "What makes you think I even give a damn about what you want in a woman or whether you're interested in me, Jackass."<br><br>Suddenly she clamped her thighs on either side of Okami's waist and rocked lightly to the side before rocking harshly to the other side, rolling them over so that she was now on top. Stradling his waist, she smirked down at him as she now had his arms pinned above his head instead.<br><br>"I don't go for weak <strong>Half breeds</strong>." she pushed at his buttons with a ever growing need to taunt the bastard for causing her such agrivation. If he was going to call her weak, then she was going to give him no end of hell about his blood.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 06:59:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami would narrow his eyes at her and loosing his cool very very quickly as he would snarl low in his throat.&nbsp; His body would turn into an inky black silhouette as his arms would fight against her bringing them up over her head as he snarled at her his fangs still white as ever as he growled out "don't.....ever.....call....me ......a.....HALF BREEEEEEEEED!" <br><br>&nbsp;He roared into her face as he brought his arms up quickly and went to thrust his palms into her chest to knock her off of him.&nbsp; He snarled low in his throat "I like a woman that's strong, and i want a woman that can almost best me in what i do, but i will be the dominant one, i always am!"&nbsp; He snarled low as he went to pounce upon her his claws outstretched as he growled low in his throat.&nbsp; "And i am not WEAK!" he roared as his claws went to swipe at her clothing thou ironically not through the skin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:04:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As He pushed her back, she hit the ground a bit hard, rolling slightly and sitting up. As he moved to swipe at her, she rolled out of the way once more just in the nick of time before flipping backwards and back to her feet with a smirk.<br><br>"My My, the puppy has such a temper.." She taunted, flashing him a fake pout before snickering.<br><br>Pulling a long blue ribbon from her hair, she twirled it lightly out infront of her as it rippled and changed. The ribbon growed to be 50 times in length, about 40 feet long. She grinded as she wound it back then lashed out with it, watching as the tip curled around his ankle and held tight.<br><br>"You can't be dominant when you allow anger to blind side you.." She purred as she pulled back on the ribbon harshly, causing him to fall back on his ass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:08:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sillouette would fall backwards on his ass as he snarled low and lept into the air at her.&nbsp; He would try taking her own ribbon to wrap around her body and neck.&nbsp; He didnt know if it would allow for such upon its user but right now he was going to try less he be able to free himself of the lash she had around his ankle.&nbsp; "I am not a half breed," he said lowly as he went to try and bind Sayuri with her own ribbon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:13:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Soon as the ribbon was removed from her form and within the grasp of Okami, Sayuri smirked as it detransformed back into a tiny uselss ribbon. "Now now Okami, I'm sure your sword would not work for me, why would my toys work for you? Are you letting your anger over run that little brain of yours?" She snickered.<br><br>Lightly she danced around him on the tips of her toe's, she looked as though she were enjoying herself greatly. Perhaps he should not have gotten over confident because of the last fight, she was after all wounded. Her strength, mobility and stanima was far higher this time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:20:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami would take and put the ribbon down as he looked to her after dancing with her a bit.&nbsp; He would tilt his head a little as his form came back from the shadows of where it originally lay.&nbsp; He would look to her and smirked lightly "well all you like to do and have been doing so far is running, not fighting."&nbsp; He said finally as he stood there waiting for her to come at him as he cleared his mind of all anger and frustrations from earlier and became the void of emotions and intense focus that he had before.&nbsp; "Well if you wont fight and only run then i have no need for there is no challenge,"&nbsp; He said to her as he waited in his defensive pose for her to come at him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:25:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked and came to a stop before him. "When fighting a bull, it is better to dodge and turning his attacks back against him, rather then to meet him head on." She snorted.<br><br>"I fight with not only my strength and speed, but with my mind aswell." She pointed out.<br><br>"but if you insist." she purred before dropping to her hands before him, sweeping her right foot out and across his ankles in order to knock him from his feet once more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:33:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami was ready for her this time, as she swept away his foot to try and send him backwards onto his ass once more, he would come down bending backwards and using his hands to hand stand back into a flip and onto his feet&nbsp; again.&nbsp; "No not a bull anymore, now you fight the wolf," He said as he would attack at her moving straight for her and then almost as if disappearing he would flank her from the opposite side to try and bring a foot right into her stomach.&nbsp; Okami was now focused instead of letting his blind rage get to him which was good in crowded battles, it sucked in one on one fighting.&nbsp; Now thou while he was focused he could attain a greater level of ability to his fighting skills.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:39:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				To bad Sayuri had a keen eye, as he tried to bring his foot to her stomach, she shifted her feet out for better balance and placed her hands before her. Catching his leg easily enough, her fingers curled around his ankle, while the other hand was just above his knee.<br><br>She smirked to him lightly as she summoned a bit of her strength to lift him from his other foot and spin in a 360 to let go and attempt to fling him across the clearing into a group of tree's.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:42:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami would go flying into the trees as he landed back first against one of them.&nbsp; Picking himself up off the tree with a groan he would go and ready himself as he looked at her.&nbsp; Moving quickly across the clearing he would leave his footing taking and coming down at her with his claws.&nbsp; But just before he reached her he would feint the claw attack and seek to swipe her off of her own feet.&nbsp; <br><br>Okami would then once she dodged both of those if it came to that, would try and uppercut her right under her chin if he could connect, he would send her airborne with the no pulled punch shot.&nbsp; "You are much quicker and agile then before, i like it now show me what you can do," he smirked lightly to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:52:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After dodging the first two attacks that were aimed for her, she attempted to catch his fist as he tried to upper cut her but ust barely missed, able to turn her face intime so that he hit the side of her neck instead. She was sent off her feet by the power behind his blow and would have fallen on her ass if she were aas wounded as had been in their previous fight.<br><br>She skid on her heels slightly before stumbling back and catching her balance. Her hand came to her throat as she rubbed it slightly, narrowing her eyes at him. "So am I still a weakling?" She inquired before launching forward.<br><br>When she was just a foot before him, she fiented to the left and aimed a quick sweep of her foot across his ankles, meanwhile pulling the chain necklace from around her neck and lashing out with it as it transformed into a giant chain, though without the blades. She didn't want to kill him, just wound him.<br><br>The chain would wrap around his neck as soon as he dodged her kick as she spread her knee's across the ground for leverage and pulled him forward to face plant into the ground.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 07:57:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami would see her coming towards him "No i dont see you as a weakling, i see you as a challenge and competition."&nbsp; He chuckled a little as he went to watch her movement and felt her take and sweep out his feet from him as he would cartwheel out of the way only to have his neck lashed to the chain.&nbsp; <br><br>"What trickery is this!?" he said as he would go to pull back but not soon enough as he landed face first into the dirt.&nbsp; Groaning lightly Okami would reach up and go to yank the chain towards him to draw her into his grasp.&nbsp; He would launch his knee up towards her chest quickly to try and knock her down with him as he went to try and undo the chain about his neck. <br><br>&nbsp;Grabbing at her wrist if he could reach it he would take and wrap part of the chain around her wrist then around her neck in turn to try and do the same thing she did to him before. "How do you like a taste of your own medicine huh?" he asked as he went to try and plant his knee into the back of her spine to hold her down as he went to pull up on the chain, this is infact true if the tactic works, if not he would become even more bound up in the chains grasp.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adere</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 08:02:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he pulled her to him using her chain, she gasped. Then growled softly as she was hit in the chest by his knee. Once he pulled the chain from around his neck and tried to tie her up, it detransformed once more as she smirked up at him.<br><br>"You never learn, do you?" She snickered before grasping him around the neck and pushing him away from her. When he fell on his as, she crawled ontop of him and stradled his waist with an amused grin. "You're not thinking, Okami." She pointed out.<br><br>&nbsp;"Still the dominant one?" She questioned.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 08:09:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okami would grunt as he was strung around the neck with her hands and forced to the ground.&nbsp; He would go and lay there listening to her smirk and taunt him.&nbsp; His eyes would narrow to her as he would think of a plan to use.&nbsp; <br><br>Okami would take and grab her around the head as he took and brought his feet and knees into her stomach and chest and rocked backwards sending her rolling forward.&nbsp; "Yes, i still believe i am the dominant one," he said as he pulled down on her head with his arms and used his legs to throw her end over end towards the trees. <br><br>No sooner had he executed the move would he kip up to his feet landing upon them and move quicker then her body towards the tree and bounding off them.&nbsp; He would criss cross her body in a series of swipes that would draw some blood due to the nature of his claws.&nbsp; <br><br>Moving faster and faster still he would try and wear her down with kicks and punches that came at her quicker and quicker with each passing blow to her.&nbsp; If she dodged them it didn't matter to Okami as he kept up his relentless assault upon her before trying to sweep out her feet from under her quickly and pounce on top of her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>09-07-2008, 07:41:30</strong>
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				Corrine’s wrist hovered a little above the groove at the alters edge, the gentle crimson flow ran its course in an almost sentient manner as it trailed along the alabaster skin of her wrist and gently pattered against the roughly hewn channel, where it pooled before slowly filtering through the course laid deep within the&nbsp; grim stone.&nbsp; Its carved sides were a relief of agony that depicted the countless souls that had suffered in the name of the ancient gods… souls that had paid in blood in the cause of slaking those ancient thirsts, near unquenchable had they been... this alter… this dire construct had once been sat atop the greatest temple hidden deep in the Mayan rainforests. <br><br>Chichen Itza… It had once seen near twenty thousand souls purged on a single day, the steps of the greatest temple had flowed with a river of crimson in the wake of their screams… however, that had been in ages past… the fell soul within it had fallen quiet and the alter now lay free of its dark influence and, hidden within the flowing rivers of the lifestream, it was free of its infernal past… but, the nature of the beast could never be completely tamed.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Deep within the ancient rock, the aged course was once more given to the swell of vitality that had once been its staple, a crimson trickle that snaked through the dark intricate structure, so precise was it as to control the speed of its flow as it trickled deeper into the dark heart within… feeding it… placating it… subduing it.&nbsp; Blood… it was the ancient mortal gift to the spirit world, a world to which Corrine was tightly bound and a burden to which she had spent near an eternity trying to appease.<br>&nbsp;<br>Her wrist ached, her entire arm was taken with a rich throbbing that flowed through her senses in waves, as one would dip another would rise and she would be caught within its swell … but this feeling was lost amidst the deeper feeling stirred&nbsp; within by the closeness of the delicate press of the warrior woman’s body against her own.&nbsp; The rough cool of the stone brushed against her back, she could feel its rough contours against her pale naked skin, with each gentle movement she made, the course surface bit delicately against her…but there was no pain laced within its marking… nothing but the sensual awakening of her body at her lover’s uncertain touch.&nbsp; Thoughts that had been closed from Corrine’s mind and wrapped in the dark touch of a billion screaming souls, now found, that within the quiet breathed with their convergence, that they had been awoken.<br><br>Corrine’s lips bore a gentle whimper as those tender lips of her lover set a soft stirring within her body, her tongue was drawn against the delicate, tentative course of Elohim’s gentle touch, their slick muscles feathering across each other within the delicate lock of their lips as their bodies moved&nbsp; with a graceful passion.&nbsp; &nbsp;The psychic vampire knew the taste of blood, the precious tang of her own vitae had oft flooded her mouth in the occasions of her communion with the ancient soul bound to her own… it seemed to respond well to these ancient rites, but this was something far more intimate, something shared deeply between them…the soft lace of fluid sparked at her, its distinct metallic chill speared her senses as it was passed between them.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>The heat still afflicted her wrist… the heat… the crimson wash of life that seeped from her and drained into the hidden channel deep within the heart of the ancient carved stone of the alter, its flow had yet to cease.&nbsp; The flesh of her wrist had been split so perfectly by Elohim, its edges sharp and clean and the severing of the vessel had been so precise and exacting that the blood flow had continued unhindered and Corrine’s attention so enraptured in the soft light of her lovers caress that she could almost have lost herself to it… <br><br>There was a soft green glow, barely noticeable amongst the dim wash of shadows and candle light, but at an almost subconscious level she localised her ability to alter the flow of her molecules and so the structure around her wrist entered a state of flux as the edges of her blood vessels bound together once more, the flow of crimson vitae suspended as it was redirected through her body, the underlying tissues knitted together and the skin at the surface of her wrist softly flowed together in a gentle green stream.&nbsp; A warming touch enveloped her broken skin, feathering the refit of flesh together and closing the wound until all that remained of it was the soft glistening of crimson life that laced along her wrist and steadily dripped its last into the carved channel beneath…<br><br>The slow tender draw of Elohim’s metallic fingers caught along the soft fire that brushed through her entire body… it was a warming haze that seemed to seep into every part of her, a feeling she felt spark through her slight frame as she felt her slender fingers hook at the back of her knee…&nbsp; It had been so long since Corrine had felt anything so sensual grace her skin and at her touch she whimpered softly against the deep lace of passion that danced within their kiss. <br><br>Her leg hooked across the small of her lovers back, nestling close and as it rested there, she pulled against her a little, serving to draw Elohim’s body tighter against hers… already aware of the heat that rose from deep within her, a heat reflected within her own flesh as her mind reached forward and brushed against the piercing light of oblivion… it washed away the sallow calls of the souls that fingered the edge of her consciousness.&nbsp; She was free… her mind was her own… a place free of the calls of the stream and the malevolent gaze of the ancient, all of it pushed back by the sweet soft touch of oblivion and the awakening passions that began to flood through the slender form of the tormented psychic vampire.&nbsp; Desires that had been sparked from that first moment those cool metal fingers had laced around her arm in a gesture of support when she fell to the turmoil created as the Mayan had pushed against the bindings that held her during that first meeting… it seem so long ago and yet so freshly held were the thoughts in her head, <br><br>Her deep muscles twitched at the gentle feathering of&nbsp; the warrior’s thighs that traced across her own, and with it teasingly trailed along the warm contour of her inner thigh, bringing the warmth of Elohim into a close union to her own that glistened against the intimate heat of her body, a heat that surged deep within her.&nbsp; She tightened her muscles, bringing her hips a little way off the alter for a moment… seeking to gently press her heat against her lover and feeling the warmth spread between them.<br><br>Corrine’s fingers drew from the silken wash of her lovers cascading golden locks… drawing her touch with pronounced delicacy down the flow of her neck across her nape and between her shoulders until her fingertips touched against the wiring that laced along her back and held the bindings tight against her burgeoning breasts as they pressed tightly against her own.&nbsp; She wound her fingers against the tie and pulled, feeling a moment’s resistance before the knotting gave to her insistence and the lacing began to slowly unravel, allowing her fingers to draw along the soft flow of her spine and tease the tight pull of the strapping from her, feeling the bindings loosen against the tight flesh press of their entwining bodies and fall softly against her own body.<br><br>She pulled for a moment from their lips embrace, her eyes sparkled with a fine trace of moisture that glistened against them and ran gently down her cheek…&nbsp; her teeth gently pulled at the lower lip of her lover for a moment before releasing it.&nbsp; Each breath was coming to her a little harder, and each time it pressed their breasts tighter together.&nbsp; She felt an excited tautness take the tan crown of flesh of each soft orb.&nbsp; A soft desirable ache took to her mind as her shattered sapphire orbs embraced the tender tentative glow of Elohim’s polychromatic pools as deeply as the soft Sapphic embrace of their bodies lacing together. <br><br>Her senses were flooded with lightness, a heady intoxication when mixed with the soft sensual arousal caused by the closeness of her body to the tight gentle press of her lover as she wound herself across her, each gentle touch sent a pleasurable shiver through Corrine as it set a delicate prickle through her skin.&nbsp; Her breathing quickened… its feather touch brushing across the softness of Elohim as she held her poise above her.&nbsp; The shattered gaze of the psychic was given to new tenderness as the raging crimson fire that swelled beneath her broken blue eyes seemed to soften as her touch drew soft down her side and her fingers touch tenderly against her hip….<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>19-07-2008, 23:09:54</strong>
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				Elohim’s mind was unable to focus on anything, for a moment she tried to run a simple diagnostics of her functioning systems to see if there was some sort of glitch.&nbsp; For a hint of a second, her diagnostics screen appeared in her minds eye, but, various program files were quickly fluctuating before her eyes, followed by hardware but, the screen faded into the background as she felt Corrine’s tongue dancing over her own warm organ, causing her to once more hyper focus upon the lovely woman beneath her.&nbsp; The golden veil that surrounded them dances across the psychic vampire’s cheek, caressing them with the cool metallic strands of the mechanical maiden.<br><br>The golden haired machine, hadn’t even noticed the odd green glow that had seemed to surround the wound that she had inflicted on the psychic vampire.&nbsp; She only realized that it had faded away, after the smell of fresh blood faded from the air, replaced with the cooling scent of blood beginning to dry on Corrine’s flesh and upon the alter.&nbsp; Realizing that the wound had mended itself, calmed the mechanical maiden.&nbsp; Her thoughts, no longer focussed on the damage that she had caused, instead was allowed to fully experience the moment that the two of them were sharing.&nbsp; The tumultuous moment, that seemed to be stripping the vestiges of her logic, leaving her in the hold of something else, passion perhaps? <br><br>The feel of that smooth leg wrapped around the small of her back caused her to shiver in delight.&nbsp; She could feel a building warmth within Corrine’s own flesh, which seemed to match her own building heat.&nbsp; But, what did it mean?&nbsp; What was this aching, slick, warmth that was filling her body.&nbsp; She shifted a bit, trying to releive the growing sensation, but it seemed that every move she made simply fed the fire that was building within her loins, and the slick metallic nectar that was running down her thighs was only increasing in the amount of the flow.&nbsp; Elohim rubbed her own thighs together, and that only caused her to let out a light airy moan, and caused her to writhe sensually on top of the smaller woman below her.<br><br>The hand that had moved Corrine’s leg into position moved sliding over the warm contours of her lovely flesh, dancing across her calve and thigh with cold steel, the softness of the woman’s lovely form called out to the machine.&nbsp; It beckoned her to give into the demands of what could only be called the flesh.&nbsp; The psychic vampire was so warm, so lovely, and the lingering mixtures of scents that was filling the chamber was growing to overtake her, she needed to feel...&nbsp; But, the mechanical mind within her body, told her that it was an illogical course of action.&nbsp; But, there was such sweetness in the beautiful woman beneath her, the confusion and mixed passion only caused the mechanical maiden’s body to shiver with uncontrolled lust.<br><br>Her mind reeled when the psychic vampire pressed the core of her passion against Elohim’s body.&nbsp; She moaned again against the other woman’s lips, she found her legs shifting once again, as the tingle within her body seemed to dance along the long limbs, all the way to the soles of her mechanical feet.&nbsp; She pressed her own body against Corrine’s heat, feeling the warm dampness against her own soft skin.&nbsp; That very instant she felt her own inner depths seem to convulse slightly, bringing fourth another wave of her synthetic nectar.<br><br>It was then that she felt Corrine’s hand slipping behind her back, and felt her slender digits slowly undoing the bonds that held her clothing in place.&nbsp; What was she doing?&nbsp; But, the way the material surrounding her body, loosened felt heavenly, no longer was the fabric stifling her.&nbsp; In fact, she felt free when it seemed as if the entire article could have been removed with one simple tug freeing her body of its restraints, and leaving her nude for the psychic vampires fingers to explore.&nbsp; <br><br>When the article fell against Corrine’s form, and those long lovely fingers danced over her spinal column, she shift her position ever so slightly, lifting her body off the other woman. The hand that rested on Corrine’s breast tugged the cloth away, and tossed it to the side where it puddled on the floor of the chamber, and it was then when Elohim’s large breasts pressed against Corrine’s her pink taut crowns, rubbed against the psychic vampire’s tanned flesh as she grinded a bit against them, feeling an odd sort pleasure from the gentle friction that caused the entirty of her bodies flesh to go completely red with her building joy.<br><br>Her now free hand moved slowly down the psychic vampires side, mirroring Corrine’s own slow movement teasing her with the tips of her metallic finger tips.&nbsp; Her touch slid across her hips, and then came in contact with the warm swell of Corrine’s rump, shaky hands gave the tender flesh a soft squeeze, and Elohim enjoyed the way it felt beneath her hands, gentle finger tips danced across the round swell, she neared the cleft of the woman’s rear but hesitantly slid her fingers away.&nbsp; <br><br>The mechanical maiden gasped lightly as Corrine’s teeth nipped at her trembling lower lip, the ruby red beauties were now laced with tiny flecks of quick silver.&nbsp; She mewled softly, unable to control the pleasure that was building within her mechanical body, Her multi-hued eyes stared into Corrine’s own shattered orbs.&nbsp; She took notice of the shimmer of crystaline tears and Elohim leaned forward and kissed where they had fell, sampling the salty taste, that made her proverbial heart jump in her chest.<br><br>A sudden jolt of pleasure darted through her body, and caused the machine to arch her back, this very moment caused Elohim’s full breasts to press against Corrine’s face.&nbsp; She gasped softly, for a moment she kept the same pose.&nbsp; “I....”&nbsp; She tried to speak, but, her mind was lost to the growing passion that was filling her body and soul.&nbsp; Long legs continued to softly shake, and Elohim grew more and more nervous with each passing moment.&nbsp; “I...&nbsp; Corrine... I” Never before had she been lost for words.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowz</strong> on <strong>28-07-2008, 07:35:29</strong>
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				Corrine’s heart began a fervent beat that pounded through her like a tribal drum as the gentle gasp braced against Elohim’s lips, it had been so long since she had felt her body and her mind brushed with anything so delicate and tender as the soft vocalisation of passion that now took hold of the lithe slender beauty that lay flush against her warm skin… turning her&nbsp; a delicate crimson at her touch as she fell deeper into the welling stream of desire that washed about her…something&nbsp; that washed about them both.&nbsp; Her skin prickled at every soothing movement from her lover’s body against her own, the soft shiver that graced Elohim’s was mirrored in her own as her mind fell into the luscious embrace of rising sensuality that pushed aside the last fragments of the anguished cries from the living stream that flowed around the chamber, caught in the hidden swell of the planet’s lifeblood….<br>&nbsp;<br>A tender coolness passed across Corrine’s chest as the warrior maiden lifted from her for a moment in order to discard the now shed clothing that had bound her chest and for the briefest time they were caressed by the tender eddies of the candle flames as the warming air passed between them, before the deeper heat of the powerful, yet gentle touch of Elohim pressed against her once more, this time Corrine’s lips were braced against a soft whimper of pleasure as the taut nipples that peaked the warriors perfect body brushed against the warming flesh of her own orbs and with it her own pert tanned nipples washed across the soft heat of her chest, sending a soft tremble that brushed over her and caused her heart to skitter&nbsp; when she caught the gentle glow in Elohim’s luscious gaze as it washed across her, sending slivers of pleasure, like glass shards through the sensual storm of her mind and lacing her&nbsp; inner depths with a wash of silken heat that glistened against her…<br><br>The slender form of the psychic vampire felt the tender waft of her lovers metallic fingers as they traced a delicate path across her skin, their touch was steeped with such sensuality as they flowed around the contours of her hips, before the elegant wash of her fingertips wound across the yielding flesh of her rump, still risen a little from the rough plateau of the alter.&nbsp; She was taken by the joy of&nbsp; her touch flex against the growing warmth of her body and moaned quietly at the pleasurable contact that lingered between them… before Elohim’s hand suddenly drew away from her… a flicker of hesitance within, perhaps, that had pulled at her. .. <br><br>She felt the cooling flicker pierce her full red lips as each delicate fleck of quicksilver adorned her.&nbsp; It felt so fresh against the rising fire that pulsated through her body, already turned by a deepening blush… and despite the stark coolness of its touch against her, it seemed only to drive the heat that circled through her and pressed against the gentle form of her lover within the embrace of the chamber that lay hidden from the touch of time and space… caught in a singular frozen moment, like the timeless embrace that Corrine’s slight body shared with that of the slender Amazonian that threaded across her.<br><br>Every moment that lingered between them felt… natural, it felt to her as though this was what was meant to be… for the first time in her tormented existence, she felt the way she had always ached for… she couldn’t remember a single moment in her life when her skin had been touched so tenderly and her body held with such compassion.&nbsp; &nbsp;Corrine gazed upwards, she couldn’t slow the pooling water along her eyes that spilled down the contour of her cheek and coursed a path over her reddening skin, flushed with the effects of her increasing heat and her deepening desire that was spilling through every fibre of her body.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was sensitive warmth that mingled with the chill of the silver fluid that laced her full lips as she leant forward, her gentle brush traced across her tear stained cheeks, feathering across the salty trail and drawing it from her… <br>&nbsp;<br>Corrine felt the impulsive shiver of pleasure run through Elohim as she pressed tight to her and pressed her soft orbs against her.&nbsp; It was almost like a river of electricity that had arced through her and caused such a stirring reaction…&nbsp; She caught the uncertainty in her tone as she tried to speak, trying to express her thoughts... and for a moment she felt a flicker of concern, painfully aware that she couldn’t reach into Elohim’s thoughts as she could others around her… that she couldn’t perhaps give her the same inner peace that she herself gained from the gentle wash of the light of oblivion that beat with the warrior woman…&nbsp; She couldn’t read her… but she felt it, she felt the wash of hesitancy flow across her, the awakening within, and with it she knew that her own tentativeness paled to that which took her lover as she explored with her in the dawning light of their emotional oneness…<br><br>She picked up too,&nbsp; the soft shake of her legs,&nbsp; as her own tightened around her waist in response, her hips moved in a gentle motion,&nbsp; a&nbsp; softening moan gripped her lips as deep within the increasing heat of her body a sudden wash of nectar graced the silken velvet of her core, feeling the warmth building against the close union of their bodies…pulling her closer as her other leg laced along hers, positioning her body so that the building heat within her now seemed to press with greater intimacy…<br><br>Corrine tried to reply… but she felt her own voice had almost been taken from her, her lips moved… her eyes cracked with emotion as they tried to reach to her… “I…” her mind was a cascade of emotions, each buffeting her thoughts as her body opened up to the wealth of feelings bought out at her touch…. “I… love you….” Her eyes were washed anew with tears… a soft shiver running through her. ..<br><br>But in the end, perhaps she felt that no greater comfort could be sought from her words as could be found in the softness of her touch and so her fingers rose to meet her cheek, before gently brushing against the fullness of her lips… the arcing energy stream that flowed around her forearm had become quieted and no longer did it speak of voracious ferocity but rather it acted like a pale pooling light that cast a faint blue wash across Elohim’s side, the gentle hum of azure energy matching with the tender blue orb, whilst her other side&nbsp; was cast in the flickering shadows created by the orange glow of the candles that danced freely across them both, and followed the soft movement of their bodies as they settled closer in a deepening unity as their bodies glided softly across each other, each bead of sweat glistening with its own gentle fire and reflected an upturned image of the dancing candle flames that played across the chamber.<br><br>Her perfectly sculptured orbs pushed deeply against her face, her nostrils arched a little taking in the subtle scents of her body… it was a scent that was completely unique to her, profoundly alluring in its complexity and as Corrine drew her breath inwards she tasted this slender fragrance, savouring it as it danced subtly across her inflamed passions… gasping softly, her lips pressed against the warming touch of her skin as it pressed against her… all the while, her fingers threaded through the golden fall of her hair and softly brushed their way down the sleek grace of her neck, before drawing down and following the rounded contours of her soft orb, feeling the aching pleasure of her bodies warming perfection as she drew her lips across her breast, cupping the underside softly with her palm as she shifted her position beneath the Amazonian female.&nbsp; Her glittering shattered eyes flicked upwards gazing against the rich canvas of her beauty as she rose above her.<br><br>Her lips parted further and her tongue laid a slender slick trail across the soft touch of her swell, inching closer towards the taut crown of flesh that jutted from it.&nbsp; Corrine’s tongue dance a slender circle around her, each movement of her slick muscle bringing it closer to the hardened nub… with her shattered orbs still gazing upwards and taking in the wealth of tender beauty, she surrounded her with her lips and created a near perfect seal as her blood red lips surrounded her and drew her into the warmth of her maw, her tongue glancing across the tip of her nub, its feather like touch then taking to flicking around it, coating it with a thin sheen of saliva as her lips softly drew back and forth in a tender suckling motion… all the while her fingers gently playing across the perfect curvature of her flowing globe.<br><br>Corrine pulled her head back slightly, drawing her lips along the stiff length, her tongue flicking across the tip as her mouth pulled from her breast and she shifted her position just slightly to take up her other nipple against her lips... repeating her actions and dancing her tongue across the stiff nub, lacing it with the glistening touch of saliva before forming her lips about it and suckling from her... pulling her lips along the draft of flesh and flicking her tongue across her tip before once more sliding her soft sensual lips around her...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (The Pits)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 06:33:24</strong>
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				The construct,&nbsp; a creature normally motivated by pure logic was finding her programming being tossed to the way side, and in these odd moments,&nbsp; something else was taking in place.&nbsp; Instead of programmed rules and regulation that had been left to function as commands for the mechanical maiden,&nbsp; Elohim's mind was flooding with something else,&nbsp; something far more..&nbsp; chaotic perhaps, the word natural would better describe the odd sensations that were dancing from the tips of her toes to the crown of her skull.&nbsp; She couldn't, rewire her brain to function in its normal pattern and truthfully the machine wasn't quite sure that she wanted too.&nbsp; The beautiful woman beneath her had her mesmerized,&nbsp; and enchanted without the aid of magic or spell...&nbsp; but instead through kindness of word and softness of flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>When Corrine spoke,&nbsp; Elohim's lips... parted for the first time into a full fledged smile. Pearly white teeth stood out against blushing pseudoflesh,&nbsp; and those golden locks danced across her cheeks, as well as against the beautiful psychic vampire's.&nbsp; She took a deep breath,&nbsp; it caused her chest to rise gently pressing tighter against Corrine's own and then she spoke.&nbsp; In that instance there was no coldness in that voice,&nbsp; all it possessed was a soft sweetness that could have fell from the lips of any young woman about to give herself to one she loved,&nbsp; there was nervousness and uncertainty yes, but there was also a layer of joy that was impossible to ignore.&nbsp; "I love you too Corrine...."&nbsp; She bent down and&nbsp; kissed the beautiful woman's brow with soft trembling lips.&nbsp; Something about speaking those lovely words sent a shiver of glee through Elohim's spine,&nbsp; the woman beneath her could feel a little tremble that ran through her mechanical spine.<br><br>Cold metal fingers moved to gently dance over the smaller female's jaw bone, the single digit alone was powerful enough to shatter bone, and tear through metal like it was nothing,&nbsp; but...&nbsp; in this instant the touch was soft despite that hardness of her mechanical finger.&nbsp; It was a gentle feather light caress,&nbsp; the soon moved over those perfect ruby lips...&nbsp; the thumb's pad slid over them taking with it the moisture of Corrine's saliva,&nbsp; and then she withdrew her touch dancing along Corrine's cheek.&nbsp; The golden haired maiden was exploring the beautiful form of her lover,&nbsp; memorizing every inch of her being down to the texture of her perfectly soft and smooth flesh.<br><br>Those glimmering quick silver tears fell from Elohim's oculars disks tracing down her prominent cheek bones,&nbsp; and down her chin to fall upon the face and breasts of her love,&nbsp; the shimmering liquid rolled down her flesh pooling in the hallows of the psychic vampires body,&nbsp; a glistening bead rested in the young woman's belly button.&nbsp; One of Elohim's hands lifted, and danced across her own cheek she gathered some of the tears and for a moment she held the hand out in front of herself examining the liquid metal.&nbsp; She was alive...&nbsp; more then a functioning body of circuits, software, and hardware...&nbsp; she realized in this prefect moment that she was infact a living breathing organism,&nbsp; and she realized not only that but she was sharing something...&nbsp; beyond physical with the psychic vampire.&nbsp; The flesh,&nbsp; felt fanstic...&nbsp; she would not deny that...&nbsp; but her spirit was soaring.&nbsp; She was a complete being, whole for the first time thanks to the heart of Corrine.<br><br>It was then, that she felt something that surprised her....&nbsp; she felt those beautiful ruby lips wrapping tightly around her nipple.&nbsp; The hard pink nubs tingled slightly,&nbsp; and her synthesised breathing caught within her chest.&nbsp; She felt a soft ache, deep within her soft orb.&nbsp; She couldn't explain it,&nbsp; nor was she interested in finding the reason behind the lovely sensation...&nbsp; in fact she wanted more.&nbsp; She needed more.&nbsp; Those multitude eyes slowly shut and a high pitch moan forced its way from her pout lips, her hips shifted as the ache within her increased, and she found herself pressing the mound of her sex against the slick lips of&nbsp; Corrine sex.&nbsp; The sensual heat, she found there inspired another mewl of delight as she gently rubbed herself against the other woman, feeling the psychic vampires nectar gathering on her body.<br><br>One of those perfectly sculpted metal hands reached out,&nbsp; the long smooth and shiny fingers wrapped within Corrine's hair.&nbsp; The cool metal pressed against the psychic vampire's scalp ushering her to move just a little closer, and hold her lips in place.&nbsp; "That....&nbsp; that feels...&nbsp; wonderful...."&nbsp; She whispered.&nbsp; "Please...&nbsp; don't stop."&nbsp; The words were shaky, and passion was lacing the gynoid's voice.&nbsp; A glistening layer of sweat,&nbsp; was appearring across her body.&nbsp; The flickering candle light was caught on her flesh.... revealing metallic flecks to glittered across her body,&nbsp; and those same flecks were soon finding their way onto her lover's soft flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>The mechanical&nbsp; maiden. wasn't quite sure why she did what she did next,&nbsp; she rewired the way her body worked.&nbsp; Perhaps it was Corrine's taste for blood that spoke to her,&nbsp; or maybe it was some unspoken need that was brewing within her sensually confused processor.&nbsp; A bead of quick silver seemed to appear on the nipple that was free to the air,&nbsp; but the one within Corrine's mouth rewarded her with a trickle of the metallic substance everytime she sucked upon those hard pink crowns.&nbsp; The beautiful female found her mouth filling with Elohim's life essence,&nbsp; laced with the sweet touch of her psychic aura, though that hadn't been the mechanical maiden's intention.&nbsp; She bent her head forward once more kissing the psychic vampire's brow.<br><br>The hand that wasn't pressed against the back of Corrine's skull once more began to search,&nbsp; it found the warmth of Corrine's own breast.&nbsp; With gentle touches she caressed it, following the curve of the orb with feather light touches while the thumb gently ran over the tan crown,&nbsp; thumbing the stiffening bud.&nbsp; She expirementally gave it a little pinch,&nbsp; slowly drawing it away from the body before releasing the tension behind it.&nbsp; She found her own thighs shaking,&nbsp; and the soft warmth within her body growing more demanding.&nbsp; She had a need,&nbsp; her flesh desired its union...&nbsp; while her spirit called out for the same.&nbsp; The hand then slowly trailed over the softness of Corrine's flesh first over the firmness of her taut stomach....&nbsp; and then downward glancing over those lovely hips.&nbsp; Once more,&nbsp; her touch found its way to the soft flesh of Corrine's rump,&nbsp; she gave it a soft squeeze.&nbsp; This time allowing her touch to linger for a time,&nbsp; one of the cool metallic digits even grazed over the lovely woman's taboo opening.<br><br>The cool hand slid back down the cleft of Corrine's rump, and then found the warmth of the woman's soft folds.&nbsp; She gave them a soft touch,&nbsp; her fingers gently dancing over her delicate folds.&nbsp; Those searching fingers, softly splayed the warm slick lips opening them to the cool air.&nbsp; Then,&nbsp; a single digit dips into that silken cup... she felt the warmth surrounding her mechanical finger. It was a new feeling.&nbsp; Slowly,&nbsp; the long slender digit began to pump slowly into Corrine's heat.&nbsp; the motion was a bit choppy and lacked a natural rhythm...&nbsp; but,&nbsp; the machine was trying her best to find what pleased her lover.<br><br>
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