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Post by Becula on Jan 1, 2008 20:23:23 GMT -5
Pechemon then turned, smirking as she say Aros. Before Claudia could ask what or who he was, the Spirit of Sin answered for her. "Ah, Garaumon, the Spirit of Chaos. Don't worry child. He's...not a threat," she said as the digimon walked past him, a bit of a flirty smile on her face.
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Post by Sora Arrows on Jan 1, 2008 20:29:56 GMT -5
Aros smirked, crossing his arms and ignoring the flirtatious smile. “Not a threat, huh?” he said, pulling off his hood and revealing his face. It had a rugged, handsome look to it – spiky black hair adorning his head and sapphire blue eyes that could pierce through ones soul. “You seem to forget who you’re speaking to, Pechemon.”
The spirit stood in her path, even though he didn’t have a corporeal form. “What did you do to the girl, woman? I know your ways, and let me say neither Shidaimon nor I have ever approved of them. And trust me; the two of us agreeing on something is rare indeed.” Hellfire leaked from his armor, schorching the ground benath him.
Above them, Sora glanced down the hatch that led to the tomb, trying to decide whether he should join his spirit or not. “Oh fuck it,” he muttered, leaping down and landing on all fours. He looked up to find his spirit standing before him, and what could only be described as a cross between a female vampire and a gorgon. “This day is getting weirder by the second,” he muttered, not even the least bit fazed by what he had seen.
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Post by Becula on Jan 1, 2008 20:37:22 GMT -5
"As if I need anyone's approval," Pechemon said. "And all I did was fuse with this human. She gets access to my power in exchange for her body for if I need to get out during the day. A fair trade I must say, if not more in her favor if you think about it."
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Post by Sora Arrows on Jan 1, 2008 20:44:59 GMT -5
“Touche,” Aros smirked, backing up next to his own host. “But, you knew of the girls’ lust for power. All I had to do was touch her to feel it –it was almost overwhelming.” He glanced at Sora and nodded his head, watching the boy raising his D-Tector into the air. “Go on, Sora. I want to talk with her face to face.”
“As you wish,” he said sarcastically, smashing the ring of fractal code into his digivice. “Execute, spirit evolution!” he cried out, his body melding with the spirits. In a flash of light, the spirit of Chaos stood where he and the boy were a moment ago.
“Having power is one thing,” the spirit said, his voice slightly melded with Sora’s. “Trust me, I wield the digital hazard, I understand it well. But the question is, does your host?”
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Post by Becula on Jan 1, 2008 21:01:09 GMT -5
Suddenly Claudia's voice was heard. "Ugh, I smell a lecture. Save it, dude, and stay out of my business. What others do don't matter to me, so what I do shouldn't matter to them...wait, when the hell did you touch me?!"
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Post by Sora Arrows on Jan 1, 2008 21:18:49 GMT -5
“Lecture?” Aros chortled, obviously finding the idea amusing. “Please. I’m the spirit of chaos – I represent freedom at its basic level. I was just going to say that if you do go crazy with power, you’ll have to deal with me. One of the first spirits ever created.” He purposely let the touching part slide – he’d let his host take the heat for that.
“What he means is that you’ll have to deal with me,” Sora said, assuming control of the body. “Your spirit may say she gives you power, but don’t think you’re alone.” Dark energies surged around the spirit as he spoke, casting his body in a black glow.
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Post by Becula on Jan 1, 2008 21:29:42 GMT -5
"No, I am not going to deal with you. I don't even know who the fuck you are. What I do is no one's business but my own," Claudia said, reverting to human form. "Neither of you have any control of me. No one does. I'm out of here," she said, before noticing there was no door, and only the hole in the ceiling. "Oh no, I am not going to be stuck in here with them!"
Claudia then tried jumping and grabbing the ledge, but kept missing by mere inches. She then saw a weak point in the wall, giving it a hard kick, watching as it crumbled. She then walked out of it, wanting to be alone.
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Post by Sora Arrows on Jan 1, 2008 21:34:50 GMT -5
Sora smirked, not exactly impress by the little rant the older girl had just gone through. Instead, he darted in front of her, crossing his arms and smirking. “The name’s Sora,” he said in a sadistic tone. “I advise you remember it-“
“Pechemon,” Aors interrupted his host, his voice dead serious. “Just remember, you’re not the only one who’s corrupted around here. Mess with my host, and you’ll see what happens when I fall into darkness.” With those ominous words, he began to walk away, hellfire sprouting up with each footstep.
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Post by Becula on Jan 1, 2008 21:42:22 GMT -5
"I don't care," Claudia said, walking around Sora. "Neither of you matter at all to me or Pechemon, and neither do your little threats. Now leave m...or us...alone."
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Post by Sora Arrows on Jan 1, 2008 21:53:26 GMT -5
“Very well,” Aros said, hellfire circling his body. “It was a pleasure to meet you, Claudia. Something tells me this won’t be the last time you see us.” With that, the hellfire shot upwards, and when it died away, the spirit warrior would be far away, bolting along the train tracks.
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Post by Becula on Jan 1, 2008 21:57:42 GMT -5
"Hmph. It better be," Claudia said to herself as she walked away.
(Oh, .3 to Aros and Pechemon.)
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