Seeing Kirby in the corner of his eye, Aeviternus caught the man's hand and arm movements that coincided with the assistance just provided to his weapon as it went from a dangerous backlash to deadly rocket.  Things began to click in his mind as the old soul began to understand the gifts his teammates possessed and something he hadn't felt since staring into that bleak void in the sky on the moon crept in...

... hope.

He thought fast, the only thing he might be able to do quicker than Kirby could react.  "Captain!  I'll aim; you fire!" he called out as his fingers bent his hands into claws out in front of his body.  Focusing on the creature's currently metal head, Aeviternus energized the inert ferromagnetism in the alloy to increase the field in which it would draw an equally magnetic metal to it.  Next he charged the handle of Lotus with the opposite pole, paying specific attention to let the end with the blades follow the shaft in a manner of a grappling hook.

With one hand further forward than the other, he made a motion to bring the two claws together, increasing the outcome in his mind to aid the actual result.
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     Orlando had just  reloaded his double barrel 10 gauge, home made hollowed slugs, silver and lead mixture with holy water centers. A mixture to fuck up a hell-bent supernaturals day.  He just needed to get down to his friends, his other talents were just as useful, in the right circumstance and tonight seemed to be that night.  He had to get that skin off that creatures head; he had to make sure no one touched it.  Well, he hoped that was an important truth, he wasn't completely sure.
     Orlando looked over the broken banister. This wasn't going to be easy, he was no batman.  Orlando slung his gun and went to the broken edge of the stairwell, lowering himself from the edge, hanging like a floppy fish trying to do a pull up.  He let go trying to land safely on the broken debris.

"Fuck this could hurt!" he thought as he let go.

Come on mofos lets go!

Max thought for a moment about the elements and how they effected each other. Kirby and John could manipulate the water coming from the hose. Be it in different ways but still they cold use this element as an advantage against this demon dog.

Max moved quickly to the hose manning it and ready to fire on John and Kirby's order.

"Arrowhead, Tsunami I can fire the water towards the demon can you use this to our advantage?"

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When the demon tensed up as if to pull Aeviternus Kirby physically felt the force of the pull half a heartbeat before it came. Kirby could feel the beast about to heave and Kirby knew, instinctually, that Aeviternus, using tactics pulled right out of the tug-o-war handbook, would simply let go. So Kirby extended his hand into the air in front of him and willed to the kinetic energy surrounding the chain to fester and expand to envelop the head of the chain near Ace’s hand. Finally when the inevitable pull came the chain careened toward the monster with a satisfying, and painful, result. “Leg bye on the beast! Good good bowl Ace!”
*** moments later ***

Kirby shifted his feet and brought Ace more fully into his field of vision and smiled and made brief eye contact as got the gist of the man’s idea. “Got you Ace, on my go.”  While he began to focus on working with Aeviternus he called out to the others. “Cool Hand, Tsunami, gets on em with da hose again. Whatever you have. In three…”

Kirby prepared to put more energy behind Ace’s plan as he quickly counted down for the team.

“Two”

“One”

“GO!”

Anticipating Ace’s action Kirby funneled additional umpf into Aeviternus’ Lotus band.
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In reply to Edmund Kirby Smith IV (msg # 135):

Upon hearing the word 'GO' from The Cpt. Max fired water at the demon dog, aiming at his head.

"Tsunami kick the tires and light the fires." Max loved the old 80's movies and often found their laughable quotes gliding tgrough his thoughts.

Meanwhile in the house...


     Cachunk, went the sound of Orlando falling. Dust from the inner-stairwell rose up as Orlando fell with a crash.  Poor old bastard wasn't cut out for this kind of thing anymore....it seemed, that Orlando was not as nimble as he once was.  He fell and went down, his left leg felt wrong and unable to hold his weight currently.  As he grunted in pain, he felt a throb in his left arm and a tightness building in his chest. Was it panic or was it something else?


some hinderances upon creation are a bitch when they affect your character in game....mmmwhahahahaheheh...couch...hwackchchch...eeeewwch....aaahheeehhmm...medic
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Xuan had stood there at the hole he'd made in the house, trying to get a handle on the situation. He wasn't quite sure what the others had said while he was knocked inside, and now they were working toward something.

His hand tightened on his staff as he set himself to jumping in. And then Max yelled out to him, stopping him briefly.

The water.

Three

The Captain was counting down. Xuan reached out a hand toward the water, an extension of himself feeling the water within. But he didn't have that kind of power. Not yet. Not like his father. Whatever Poseidon said, Xuan wasn't ready to command it, and he knew it.

Two

But there was something else there, and not just in the hose. Xuan was wrong to seek the aid of the rain before when so much evil lay within. But where there was evil... There was always a balance. And this storm was not balanced.

One

He closed his eyes and silently opened himself up. His spirit, his mind.

GO

Max was yelling again, but Xuan didn't hear it. He reached out to not just the water in the hose, but to everywhere around him.

There is an imbalance here. I feel it. You feel it. And it is right...there. Please help us to set it right.

Eyes still closed, Xuan pointed his staff at the creature.

Xuan's words echoed in the torrent of the storm, heard by everyone, and were acted upon in unison. It was however not spectacular at all. Water shot from the hose, amplified it didn't seem to even make the creature notice. It roared on it's back, and the members still attempting to hold it down quickly felt the dread of what to do next after witnessing this dud.

The creature rolled to its side, grunting from the current force that held it down and then fell back down. It began to struggle in movement as if tiny imperceptible creature were crawling on it.
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Xuan seemed to stop and focus at nothing.  His pause was noticeable.
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Max watches those in close proximity. He focuses on John. Why is he just standing there? What is he looking at? He wondered...

The creature seemed to be in a bad way, but what was causing this reaction.

Max mind was clicking through the facts of conflict. Tibbs pointed out the creature, a creature of elemental basis, was demon flesh possessed.

Who controlled the demon flesh? Did the demon flesh have separate control of the host? How is demon flesh removed safely and then destroyed. Max hopped Tibbs or Ace had some answers.

Ace wanted the demon flesh to be removed from the creatures face. Max didn't see anything that resembled a mask of demon flesh. It must be invisible to the normal human vision or it blended into the creature natural appearance.

John saw something that stooped him in his tracks. It had to be the demon flesh on the creature. Maybe it was some type of chi based energy he saw.

Was the creatures exhibited pain caused by the demon flesh? Maybe the creature was fighting it's control. Max needed answers and quickly.

Ace also pointed out this creature was a titan. Already experiencing one was enough for a life time. Controlling a titan was obviously no easy feat. Max thought this manipulation was god like in effect. If possible this creature must be saved.

OOC: Can Max communicate with Tibbs? Is he close enough to hear Max?

Max had to know. "Tsunami can you see the demon flesh on the creature? If so where is it located on the creatures body?"
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When Xuan answered, it was possibly not the response that Max was looking for.

"I need the same as you. Balance."

His focus never wavered from the face in his mind, Xuan's apparent vacant gaze fixed somewhere directly in front of him. Voice loud and firm he spoke quickly but steadily, continuing without recognition of what Max was really saying apart from his name. But he couldn't risk deviating and losing this connection now that he had it.

"This storm and this creature are an affront to your very nature. Like you, I seek balance and the restoration of the natural order. I believe that evil creature to be the key. We need your help in destroying it."

It was possible his words were not at all what was heard, but rather his intent. Even if Xuan got his words mixed up, at least his will on the matter was solid and unwavering.

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"I would join with you to help, but I will need your energy and body to stay  in the  waking world. If you allow me in I will help you.." said the unfamiliar voice. The image of the creature seemed very real to Tsunami, yet very alien. Was this what his father saw all around him?

The chain whipped in tandem with both men's attack, it had started to wrestle and writhe on the ground attempting to get up when the chain had thrashed the creature.  A metalic bull whip cracked in the air, like metal being cut in two. It was the sound barrier breaking as the end of Lotus had  been sped up faster than humanly possible. The creature was flattended again, but erupted in flames changing shape once again.  The creature howled as his air quickly burnt by the fire, the howl was raspy like smoking timbers.

He looked back at Arrow Head, and then quickly to the source of pain, brought on by Cool Hands' water shot, which now created a large plum of smoke.

Cool Hands now saw it, the demon's face, this creature had the demon flesh on his face. It was horrible, like a gnarling tortured wolf. Cool Hands couldn't see how it was fascened through the flames but he saw the wrapping surrounding the head, untouched by the flames.
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Max remembered back to times spent with Lynne and their Friday night fright fests. Something Lynne wasn't particularly found of, but she humored his one vice. Scary 80's and 90's movies.

This creature was something right out of Hellraisers, but in Titanic form.

If only I had some energy left I might be able to rip the mask from the creatures face. he knew that the water was effecting the creature and keeping it distracted.

Max learned earlier in the house that demons don't like holy positive energy. They were creature of negative energy. If Tibbs could bless the water as it left the hose. Maybe this would have a greater effect and help get the mask off.

Max looked to Tibbs. "Old man you better have some new tricks in that magic bag of yours. I see the demon mask on the creatures face. Can you bless this hose water with holy power? If so lets do it and spank this fire monkey!"

Max wondered what the hell John was talking about. Though he knew the importance of balance. Was it time for John to go all Yoda on the group? Was he talking to some type of elemental energy? Max knew the storm JonKae was battling represented a great imbalance in the elements. Good vs Evil in the form of elements.

Max thought most elemental energies are neutral by nature but if some one or thing could manipulate the elements energy and twist it to their will. Then that elemental energy would take the base energy of its master.

Was this what he wanted? His body would be a host if he said yes, and there was the possibility of losing himself. His father would likely be able to control the elementals, but Xuan? If he said no, Xuan and his friends could die to this storm and this demon. The latter seemed to be the worse in this case.

His mind was made up. Lowering his defences and placing himself in a mindset of allowance, Xuan opened his hands and said, "Yes. I allow you in."

With some trepidation, he took a deep breath and hoped for the best.

     ....Muddy fucking ground,  circles won't work...and this one is big, not a titan, just defiled, and this storm isn't helping.  The storm...the storm seems to be powering these things somehow...wolves...these creatures are possessing  local animals and the big guy must be the same....if I could only short circuit the connection for a moment, the others would be able to finish it," Orlando thought in an instant as he ran from the front door stopping at the edge of the steps that lead downward to the front yard.

     "This will need to be pretty strong, i'll need to cut deep...hope it works," Orlando thought as he took out his knife and slit his wrist deeply, dropping the knife he traced a symbol on his palm in his own life's blood. He resumed his charge at the creature.

Everyone is charged with 10 power points
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Despite his wounds from the demon dog having completely healed, Aeviternus could feel Avery's fear about to boil over.

Why are we going toe to toe with it??

The boy was right; there was much more available to use and too much at stake to have a good, old fashioned cage match.  Why was he inclined to in the first place?  Perhaps the power of the young soul was such that mutual influence was happening on some level.  That was worrisome.

Moreover, he had teammates that were clearly better equipped with a face to face confrontation- and that wasn't even his specialty.  Even as Aeviternus thought of a new tactic that was more in line with his specialty, his suit began to shroud him in black once more as he acknowledged that one of the elements his body wasn't naturally resistant to was fire.  Perhaps the second skin had more abilities he wasn't aware of, having already proven a resistance to other elements being one of them.  He thought of a moniker for the suit as well, thinking it would help him practice his mental control of it, inspired by the being who gifted it to him.

Malcover, I don't wish to get burned.

Next, he concentrated on an idea he'd had on the flight to this island concerning Avery's ability to control biological electricity.  Energy was incredibly facile and the pulses put off by a body were able to be manipulated in any number of ways, with knowledge and ability.  Aeviternus focused specifically on the light around him and made to join it just as he'd done with shadows for centuries.

Last, the head of Lotus still charged with a magnetic field, he rolled his forearm and wrist over a couple times, sending the chain into ripples and guiding the end like the floating maw of a prepared cobra to behind the beast as he strafed himself to a flank and out of the creature's direct line of attack.
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Upon the surge Xuan took in a sharp breath he hadn't realized he was holding and glimpsed the world anew. Not quite seeing, more feeling. Even the trickle of water sliding down over the back of his hand had meaning, or purpose rather. He could feel it in a way he never had before. Splaying his fingers, the droplets moved to the tips of his fingers and held, as if refusing to part with him for fear of being absorbed by the earth. They were like an extension of himself.

And with that extension, Xuan wouldn't have to make direct contact with the big bastard again. Hopefully.

Before he took on the spirit, Xuan heard Max yelling about a demon mask. He hoped Max wasn't being metaphorical, because that was exactly where Xuan intended his next attack.

Willing the water around him to obey, Xuan made fluid movements to gather it up in bulk and release it with a thrusting slash of his hand, aiming for the water to fan out like a liquidy blade to split that horrible face wide open. Xuan wasn't entirely sure what he was doing or how it was forming, but before he knew it the water lashing out from his outstretched hand solidified and took the form of a katana. And it carried him thrusting forward towards his enemy's guts, a spray of mist in his wake.


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     Tsunami pulled the surrounding water, creating a scythe of water, it struck the creature while he attempted to get up. He was unaware of the new danger that Tsunami now posed. All saw the sword like shape of the water hit the creature with a thunderous crack. Flames across the creature wicked out, smoke and steam shot out like a sudden volcanic eruption as if water had been poured on hot coals.

     This gave Ace the perfect cover, he and his weapon were perfectly hidden from view moving towards the feet of the creature.  It still lay on its back, now reeling in pain. These moments were fleeting seconds, the creature was already starting to move. It wouldn't want to be caught on its back for another blow.


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     This was not the best time to revel in the now, it was damn scary, yet it held a beautiful scene. Many times conflict was brutal and rudimentary, but this event was like a fluid oil canvas capturing the terror. Kirby focused his power, changing his world to movement. The world as he knew lay there flat in the background, his eyes left the brown and blacks of the night and turned to the flash of movement and energy.  Kirby had been trained to do this when the speed of battle became too fast for the naked eye, it was an instinct now. It had kept him alive up till now.

     Xuan caught Kirby's eye, just the corner of it, but that was all he needed to have his instincts kick in.  Xuan built up energy, an amazing amount of kinetic energy, all of the air and water in the area rushed at Xuan's focus. Kirby could see the water at their feet leaping, coalescing    sheets fuzing together in the shape of a beautiful sword. The water came crashing down in a blade-like arc, Kirby would capitalize on the movement.

    "Cut dis fuck in half," he whispered to himself as his hand moved in a chopping motion locking in rhythm with Xuan's cut.




OOC- Sorry all for the delay.

The fire wicked out in an acrid cry of hissing steam and smoke, instantly blocking the vision of all around. The surrounding water on the ground coalesced into a new being.  The fire demon was no longer, the hulking creature changed form yet again as he stood up in the smoke and steam. The demon spoke in a guttural language,  "Ou goumen nan venn. Peyi sa a se mwen yo ye. Pral nenf dlo Ou dwe subsume!"




OOC-The creature now seems to be made of water.  It is standing facing Xuan, its back is to Ace.  Orlando, Kirby and Max, are in general facing its front.  Remember movement rules, there are bonuses or hinderances for creatures when they are surrounded. The creatures head is whipping around looking and not focusing on anyone in particular.  It seems not to be able to see. Make a perception check, Ace can make one as well but since you are in a poor vantage point, you have a bit of a modifier. He does not really have a helmut on.
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