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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 8:14 am
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Gaianame: 0Moon_Maiden0 Name: Xion Race: Low-Level Demon Age (& how old they look): Actually age-? How old he looks-32 Apearance: [picture and/or description]
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Occupation: A blade of hire..... Weapons(?): Thorn Whip, Sword, strange shadow creature that he can summon, and a scarf that can act as a second pair of hands. Skills: Holds power over lightning, agile, quick, strong, and has a lot of endurance. Religion: [their religious beliefs] None-he's a damned soul...he longer cares. Thus his makes give immuned to holy relics....however his shadow creature is terrified of them. Personality: He's lives to fight and is unmoved by pathetic sob stories and tales of redemption. However don't confuse his love of battle with a besereker-Xion will take enough time to calculate his attacks. His cold, and uncaring nature makes him a favored demon among those who have some unfinished business to take care of.....that is if they can find him. Xion does hate taking on jobs that he deems unworthy of his still, but he will do the job if the price is right. Bio: He cares not about his past so why bother remembering it. Other: He has a strange fondness of red roses......perhaps because their thorns are like his whip and that the red reminds him of the blood and rage of battle?
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 8:22 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 11:33 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 1:38 pm
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(ha sorry, Beeio's not very 'hands on'. He prefers to give orders. Currently he's flitting around Hell trying to get another gate open. :pi'll try rp with him more though. I just need to work out a battle plan for teh demons :3)
Natasha sighed and relaxed a little, looking around suspiciously for when Mirza would return. "Mirza attacked again." She said, skowling at the ceiling where Mirza had dissapeared. "It wasn't too bad though ) i thin he knew he was outnumbered." She looekd over at Adam as the demon picked up his severed arm and looked at it blankly. "well, it wasn't good but we're still here. I kne witd be too mcuh to ask for some goddamned rest." she sighed. Adam saw that Natasha was staring at him and smirked. In some black humor he waved his dead-arm at her and laughed. Natasha'a eyeds widened and she looked away. "eugh." she then coudln't help but laugh.
Adam walked past her and rummaged in teh cupboards. he made a noise of approval when he found a sewing set and set about sewing his arm back on.
"Is everyone alright, anyway?" Natasha asked.
Gabriel nodded. "Yes, but we need to get out fo here as fast as we can. We need to search for the relics anyway, and Mirza obviously knows where we live. we might be safer on the move - it'll take him longer to find us."
"he has a point, though I don't know how we're going to get to Jerusalem." Adam said, wincing.
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Meanwhile, in Hell, Beelio was on the hunt. As he flew, darting across the shadows and smoggy clouds of Hell's sky, he mulled over what he was to do. The main gate was closed, but there was still a small army of very low level demonic grunts out on Earth - that was, if they hadn't all been slaughted by the humans by now. Recent information menat that they had retrieved some of the fragments o text that told of the relics. So far he had one, but he was no fool. It was just like God that he would focus at least some of those relics on the 'messiah' of theirs. If they could find some of Jesus' relics they would be one step ahead. He had to communicate with the army and send them off to hunt out Jesus' relics. It woudl keep them occupied. In the meanwhile, he would have to find a way of reopening the gate the damned exorcists sealed.
He heard a crack of what might have been thunder and a flash of 'lightning'. The man he had come to see. he stoppe din teh air, hoveirng above him and watching hsi work. the dmeon was obviously bored. Which was useful. If Mirza was ever going to be successful he would need assistance. "Xion, is it?" he called form above.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 2:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 2:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 3:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 4:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 5:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 5:30 pm
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