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Post by bm on Feb 7, 2008 18:43:04 GMT -5
Peter was fresh from Avalon. Haden's blast had injured him some and so he was sent to rehabilitate. This was hours later, and Peter never liked resting when battles were emerging. He made sure that this time, this time, he put in more contribution than what was required of him. With only slight pains, he channeled them to his powers, making sure that nothing distracted him.
He appeared in the dimness of the night in the LA Library. Only a few people were left as the library was closing. No one saw him arrive, but they were going to see him leave. He waved his hands, knocking over a shelf of books whilst a few of them flew towards a woman who was sitting reading, knocking her so hard in her forehead that she collapsed. He looked around the room at the other people who immediately ran away, leaving their things on the table.
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Post by jamil on Feb 9, 2008 0:09:33 GMT -5
Jamil stood on the table the woman had been sitting on before she'd collapsed his eyes all for the fallen elder but his hand proceeded to move over his head as if guiding something outside above the library. He wore tight leather pants with black converse tennis. His chest was bare, which was odd the Dragon tattoo was no where to be seen on his chest. Suddenly the ceiling vibrated and a loud ripping noise drew the attention of those left to massive talons ripping through the roof and dragging it off of the entire building as if it were nothing. A small empty smile graced his lips as he looked away from Peter to the summoned dragon.
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Post by bm on Feb 11, 2008 14:38:48 GMT -5
Density smiled after seeing the destruction and the other one of his aura, he turned to face the exit which was somewhat being coupled with those that saw the spectacle. He laughed, this was becoming way too easy, much easier than he had thought. Peter, although slightly injured, hadnt been in a good fight in a long time, and these innocents were not proving to be much more than the regular nobodies that he himself vanquished in mere seconds.
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Post by jamil on Feb 11, 2008 15:24:30 GMT -5
Jamil ignored the dragon destroying the building itself to Peter, a woman her body ripped in half managed to crawl to him and grip his shirt begging for help sobbing in to him. He rose an eyebrow at this and moved to slice her head off but stopped, Peter's reaction to such a thing would have proved entertaining if not interesting. He had been an elder, the innocents had been his priority what would he do now faced with this woman begging him for help? Jamil leaned back the noises of the rest of them being demolished by the dragon were nothing to him, this filled his senses, in the back of his mind he knew it was bad to get this distracted but with the dragon guarding his back he didn't mind.
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