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05/11/2002 ZeikfriedSama of course he knew of the abandoned castle, which him, Alhazad and several demon units had attacked year ago. of course it was still in existence. yet, it housed mainly unearthly creatures do to the humans having been excavated from there. " You know where is a castle some ways north of this establishment, Im sure the people there would help you." naturally he reframes form laughing Zen_Haisha a man stumbled into the tavern, his legs were shaky beneath him, muscles atrophied from a long period of unused seemed to threaten to give away at any moment... but he was famished, and he needed sustenance. Zen_Haisha for such a cold climate the man's dress was surprising... slacks and shirt, the world seemed to spin a bit before his eyes as eh brought himself further into the room. He wasn't gibbering with cold or exhaustion or hunger, or any of the other myriad of things he could've been gibbering about. Rather he was stumbling further in, his willpower going into keeping each foot going forwards in methodical steps. GuyverUnit3 pauses within step, lifting his gaze to the world about him and around him.. where the fuck did the hyper dimensional rift send him this time.. he had just regained his senses from a rather sudden fall into this realm.. or was this ayenee.. no matters.. the guyver stood up shaking his head and grasping it with a right hand.. "Damn what the fuck was that..." GuyverUnit3 he stared over the land scape for a moment trying to catch his bearings.. "Wait if thats the north star over there.. Then what the fuck is that big star doing over there.." he complexes.. "Fuck Ive gone and fucked things up real good this time.. Shouldnt have tried to kill those Zoanoids.. shit always gets me in trouble.." he shook his head and continued on, through the harsh artic environment.. ZeikfriedSama he shakes his head at cerisse. " No, miss if you go south you'll end up falling into one of the patches of earth, and into a desolate ice cave. The only real way is north. Unless of course you wish to freeze underground." Now he proceeded to slightly laugh, as he looked about his now thriving business. GuyverUnit3 still holding his head within a gentle embrace, the massively overly egotistically, super guyver looks over the lay of the land, spotting a tavern somewhat out of place in the middle of the tundra.... GuyverUnit3 . hyper sensory orbs react as the guyver leaps forward into the air, getting about 150 feet of air before he starts his way down.. and clear about a mile and a half before landing, in which he makes a rather brisk run for the tavern.. say 200 miles per hour over snow.. GuyverUnit3 reaching the tavern he pivots on foot and slides to a halt... his entire form seeming wavering towards the left as he lead with the right foot.. his right hand out stretched as to maintain balance, as the left one counter acts, for that same purpose.. ocular ridges compress as he lifts his head and looks over the Tavern "Wait.. I know this fucking place.. " Zen_Haisha Zen managed to stumble halfway across the room. He refused to give up hsi quest for food. His shirt and his slacks had the look of fashions that were dated by hundreds of years, the date by ayenee standards was several centuries old on all the labels of his clothes, yethtey barely looked older than a few months. Zen_Haisha He came to the bar, finally, the diminutive man collapsing against it, the mass of black hair that anointed his head serving to shroud all the features of his face, he worked to gain enough energy to find food, god only knew how he'd actually manage to eat it. GuyverUnit3 rights himself within stance and casually strolls forward.. must have just been a change in season.. or had he been out that long? who knew, guyvers where pretty fucked up sometimes.. anyways he presses a hand to the tavern door and forces it open, taking a step inside he bows his head and allows the sensory orbs to take a look over things.. "Fuuuuck... What the hell happened here?" he ask.. ZeikfriedSama he would answer the confused golem like creature. but, he is unsure if it is as unstable as Barbados. Remembering how he had to ditch it back in ayenee due to its out of control desire to fire at anything which moved. Looking about the bottles, he took one which seemed to have a high content of human blood from the bin itself. Observing it as if to be similar from the bottle of wine he had consumed the other night Zen_Haisha was too busy being almost passed out from hunger to answer 3, though somewhere in his confused mind it lodged... The man slowly pulled himself onto the bar, and then dropped himself onto the far side, an audible thud as he hit the floor on the other side, having merely toppled off the far side. He looked about for something to eat, if at all possible without prying himself from his new resting place on the floor. GuyverUnit3 raises his right ocular ridge in a sense of confusion.. this place was weird, all the damn tenders and patrons where mutes.. what a fucked up place this could be.. he walks further forward, stopping within mid step to place both hands upon his waste. that hero shit was kickin in and kicking in fast.. "I said what the fuck happened to this place, you deaf or somethin'?" the Guyver ask, in a rather harsh tone I might add Zen_Haisha the man just lay there, though there was an almost imperceptible attempt to move his jaw after a few moments... He chewed a the jerky, though at this rate it would take him ages to get through it, he was chewing very slowly. ZeikfriedSama of course he didn't notice the woman shifting her form, as he was too involved in choosing an interesting substance to consume. Turning about to the guyver he yelled out. " FILGAIA!" As if he hadnt dealt with enough nutcases which were in the Quarter Knights. Like Alhazad, or belselk, who met his demise not to long ago. GuyverUnit3 shifts his stance lightly to the right as he lowers the quirks right ocular ridge, only to raise the left... that still persistent tone poised within the back of his vocalization orbs.. he wasnt quite sure what the fuck was happening but whatever it was, was strange.. "Filgaia.. that some kind of new dope on the market, you know one of those really good new ones?" sarcasm hinted in the back of his vocal reflex.. ZeikfriedSama He shakes his head, turning about only seeming to point his left index digit out the window. As if to signify that was filgaia. Not even bothering to answer the barbados like creature, since he didn't know what dope was. GuyverUnit3 seeing the man pointing out the window he wondered if the dealer was out side, and if so, if he had anymore of that dope smack.. the guyver puzzled, then turned within stance of thought and questioned again.. "Ah... so youre not deaf, you're not mute, youre just plain dumb.." a mock attitude perhaps.. the egotistical nature flaring forward within step.. Zen_Haisha the man just lay there, he probably looked like someone that had passed out from drinking too much, except eh wasn't snoring, and was in fact chewing slowly on a piece of jerky someone had given him... His form was almost completely motionless however... 5'7, black hair, brown eyes... He was so anonymous in a crowd as to make him effectively invisible. ZeikfriedSama Seeming to tune out the weird golem like creature. As if he had enough probelms on his mind. Picking up the bottle of fine wine, he proceeds to sit atop the far left end of the bar. Placing his drink down on it. before grabbing a cider from the deposit, and sliding it down to xoo, awaiting for some form of currency to be brought back to him Mattaku_Yazama particles of light from around the tavern begin manifesting together, pooling towards a singular point of arrival. The particles expand, condensing, and forming. The light itself takes a humanoid form, light splashing with color, almost like a paint bucket effect but a little more subtle. Graced by the subtle features of his usual form, Mattaku_Yazama his chinese clothes soon take shape. Muscle and bone solidify as an intense dark blue graces his head in the form of hair, the spikes swishing over his eyes, his eyes remaining closed. Over his left cheek a band aid rests there. Mattaku_Yazama Over his forearms halfway up, are bandages which hug his arms neatly, fingerless gloves hanging off his wrists. His head tipped down, the chinese styled, ageless bastard stands. A psychotic, almost sadistic smile crossed across his features Mattaku_Yazama he simply stands motionlessly for now, his typist slightly here but not all here. Not like that's a big surprise for such a flashy entrance. Anyway, opening his eyes, a luminescent blue seems to shine, his hands swinging behind him as he begins walking towards the bar, offering his only contribution of the day, whistling. Zen_Haisha finally a change of motion, small gulps brought pieces of jerky that had finally been broken apart from the rest down to his stomach, or in his case horizontally. He peered at the world in front of him, at ground level, he had no will to get up until the food had started digesting, he felt so tired, had so little energy. GuyverUnit3 shifts his stance, deciding not to talk to the dumb mute fuck, but rather simply make his way to the bar and find out where that dealer was, so he could get some of that dope smack.. the guyver paused and recognized a bio kinetic signature nearby.. sensory orbs flutters within allocated slots as he picked out the black death out of control, chewing on jerky.. strange... GuyverUnit3 ... sonic emitters surged with likened bio kinetic feeds, as if to charge, but merely shimmers and acquired the residual effects of speech.. "Yo dude, looks like you've had one to many.. wake up.." he said placing a hand on the shoulder of Kokushibyou.. Zen_Haisha the man blinked, peered at the unit that was shaking his shoulder.. "I haven't had any... thats the problem... You know how hungry you get after centuries?" The words were mumbled quite a bit, but he made the effort to pull himself slowly to a sitting position, back against the bar. Mattaku_Yazama his hand sliding over his left shoulder, he pops it into place, wincing slightly. "So you've learned Great Solar Stance. Now what?" he points this question to himself, of course. I mean who else would understand him? He sits down into a chair, his hair hanging over his eyes as he glances back. "Well you don't see that everyday. A Guyver." he thinks as he rests his elbows on the counter of the bar, massaging his shoulder quietly. ZeikfriedSama watcher the cider he tossed to xoo, begin to go right by her end of the bar. As he observes all the customers, wondering if he could melt down gold into a new sort of armour, or ARMS proto-type. This coming to mind, yet where in filgaia to rob a winery despot to keep this a flowing business active. GuyverUnit3 ocular ridges both compressed in unison as the guyver lifted his hand from the mans shoulders... looking side ways and to the mute fuck he realized that he charged the sonic emitters with some purpose behind it.... GuyverUnit3 . oh yeah that nice selection of whine.. how it would be a waste if it just up and shatters.. sonic vibrations commence from out the same slots as speech, as tiny virbo waves, tuned to the bottles own sonic frequencies, where pressed in its exact direction. . Zen_Haisha says, Hey, there a tender here? ZeikfriedSama Of course he could somewhat sense a build up of soro-kinetic energy. Although acting fast before some freak decides to use the kinetics to turn his lucrative business into a shithole. Amid build up of negative like energy, seeming to transfer form his metallic embodiment, coating the very bottles of wine, as if to cushion from the sound that might befall them ZeikfriedSama says, yeah what you want?!?! Zen_Haisha he spoke as he pulled himself up slowly, he propped himself against he bar, on his elbows... he was very tired, he didn't want to exert himself, so he half lay there. Mattaku_Yazama the use of the sonic buster catches his attention, his ear catching the ultra sonic wave vibration in a low, dull and repetitive hum. He remains sitting there as he glances back, his eyes half open. "Oi can you quit that?" Mattaku_Yazama he props his cheek against his palm, looking a little annoyed. Bringing two fingertips upward, light channels through a manifestation of will, bringing it downward as the light follows. Constructing it into a rod, he coughs. Zen_Haisha says, God... What a fucking headache... GuyverUnit3 okay so the damn glasses of wine were turned metallic and now some weird looking Chinese fuck thinks its a good idea to tell a Guyver what to do.. oh how he already ended his attack, or he sure as hell would have continued the sonic vibrations, GuyverUnit3 which after all is a good idea.. the guyver smiles within his conscious reflections as he leaned back on the bar, pointed his sonic emitters in the direction of Matt, and let em rip on an ultra low frequency, just enough to annoy the hell out of anyone with super sonic hearing. . ZeikfriedSama A low maniacal laughter emitted form his frame. As he watched over what could take place between a barbados clone, and some weird chinese dude, who he thought was a guy named chris rock. Although uncertain about the cultures he looked at moo, expecting payment for the beverage he had given her. Zen_Haisha he blinked, he couldn't pick what was annoying him, he couldn't even hear the noise, just his ears throbbed... He clutched at the bar, whipping annoyed glances around himself. Mattaku_Yazama looking a little annoyed, the sonics begin attempting to tune towards the frequency of his own body chemistry, his eyes looking half open. Bringing his hand over the rod, he snaps it downward, channeling force through it as a large bladed weapon explodes from the depths of dimensional fabric, creating a very plane shattering boom. Of course, only those with very sensitive hearing might hear it. Mattaku_Yazama Summoning the Heaven's wrath, his own weapon known simply as the Heaven Seal rests between tightly closed fingertips. His eyes remain half open as he brings his right hand up, swinging it up to his left shoulder, then almost instantaneously, it's at his right side again. The instant of hypersonic by simply moving himself Mattaku_Yazama at the point before the movement before moving the speed of light, he rebounds the energy, the sound now expanding and simply dissolving into little else but nothingness. The large sword in his hand, now a 5'8 foot blade with a two foot hilt, he places the blade against the ground, his hand resting along the sword breakers. Mattaku_Yazama "You know, it's not nice to use that on someone that knows what you guys can do." he makes a face. After all, he was at one time the Kaiser Guyver. Just because he gave the unit away, didn't mean he didn't know the tricks still. Zen_Haisha he peered about himself, he grabbed a handful of jerky from a bowl on the bar, shoving it in his mouth, and chewing quickly.. He desperately wanted to eat, and he had a feeling that since it was 3 that was standing beside him, things were going to get messy... Which meant he'd have to do his thing on... Just a few more seconds, he promised himself. Mattaku_Yazama leans against the sword, he moves his hand up, weaving energy by expanding light and having it rebound off the expanded force of light. The light itself acts as a buffer zone, dissolving the sound of hyper frequency and dampening it to the point of nothingness. He sighs slightly, thumping his thumb against the hilt. ZeikfriedSama he watches the organic like animal show animosity toward him. not really of course caring. his own mind contemplating the situation. Although it appeared his facial region was that of a void, he could perceive, and see the visuals of what was going on to an extent. Merely turning slightly to avoid the full gaze of the photon light , which mattaku emitted GuyverUnit3 tilted his head oddly to the left and lifted a digit into the air as though to test the wind.. this sonic disruption didnt seem to be effecting the fuck... ah fuck it.. this wasnt worth his time.. but once more that egotistical crap just has to kick in.. and well the guyver goes with the flow, concentrating on the gravitational control orb for a moment.. GuyverUnit3 .. a tiny blink of light emitted from its core as it hides true intents within its visage of "tininess"... pools of graviton particle fields fluctuating within this tiny orb create an event horizon, which is then tuned to hyper space.. once this link is established the guyver begins to siphon energy from this energy rich dimension, GuyverUnit3 and thus power his unit through these means, replacing the nearly used reserves of bio kinetic energy.. "I'll show him.. just wait.." he mutters under his breath through the same sonic emitters.. ZeikfriedSama he watches cerisse, somewhat laughing at her. he yells out obnoxiously to her. " I thought for a beating that i had to pay a woman of your status!" He stayed sitting atop the counter. Waiting to serve people, as he looked from the fight to cerissa. Going back and forth on how entertaining a tavern could actually be Zen_Haisha Zen's form took a s tumbling step backwards from the bar, as he gulped down the food he'd just grabbed... His lips formed words, slight amounts of air being released. "Koku..." was a whisper of a word , and there was more that was so weak that it couldn't be heard at all... He stopped and stood there for a second. ZeikfriedSama Now seeming to test the woman, yelling out from the depths of the tavern he now controlled... " WELLL..." he takes a moment to pause, before his statement. " I Pretty much think your a slut bag whore, who only wore skimpy clothing so you could pick up other men at this establishments, take them home, get your brains." ZeikfriedSama fucked out. Then have a few dollars for something this other guy called dope!" Of course he was making things up as he went along, and used the word barbados had taught him Mattaku_Yazama well that one was easy. Pressure cannon. Skidding his right foot into the ground, his eyes shut, bringing out his smile. Beginning to push his feet against the ground, he moves himself into a secondary state, a being of absolute light. His form seems to glow, his feet beginning to pound against the ground. The movement beginning to speed up as he skids his Mattaku_Yazama right foot into the ground, momentarily stopping. Swinging his sword against his back, he simply states. "Shukuchi." Shukuchi, a style of an assassin, known for moving at speeds no one can catch. It was almost like teleporting, as an assassin would cut the distance instantaneously. But seeing as how he was against a Guyver... he knew limitations to various Mattaku_Yazama units. Like a flash, he's gone, running towards the Guyver, cutting the distance between them before he could possibly react, though the unit was a different matter entirely. The dimensional space where he channels the Pressure Cannon. Hn. Well it was a black hole of sorts so... Mattaku_Yazama Bringing himself into a skid, he momentarily appears before disappearing again by leaping upward. Bringing his left hand out, he sprawls his fingertips and begins opening pockets by expanding light around the Guyver. The pockets of light dissolve the atmosphere much in the way Freon does to the ozone, the pockets creating small, mini laser funnels. Mattaku_Yazama Approximately seven, begin opening fire, his control over it only extending the blasts intensely for about three feet, then dissolve almost instantly after that. Such was his control over it and his typist is pissed off because he's in pain, no need for training for four fricken hours. ZeikfriedSama he laughs once more... " of so you use lack of clothing to fuck them....... then after your done you clean up fast, put your skimpy clothing on knife them...." he stops there somewhat caught up in hysterical laughter before he goes back to watching the battle ensue. Although he would have a decent body guard for this tavern, out of the esteemed winner. Zen_Haisha the man stood there expectantly, the air around him started to crackle, literally buzzing with energy as it charged slowly. The energy did serve a purpose, as it came around him, for a few inches around him everything was burnt away, motes of light appeared as dust moved into the space, and Woosh, were obliterated. Zen_Haisha the lights made a dancing pattern, there were always more drafting onto him from all sides, burning off an inch or so out from his skin. He wasn't quite touching the ground any more either, two footprints had burnt into the floorboards. Zen_Haisha Now he stood there on the space he had before, not sinking despite the lack of anything below him for several inches. Tiria_Hascel finds herself somehow back in the tavern she'd just lost to that damn demon knight and leans against a wall watching. How the hell is she going to get it back? She can't fight for it, well, she could but would only end up dead, where's the use in that? Man, but the others are going to kill for this major fuck up anyway, damn it. She just stands there and continues to watch a little longer, trying to think of something ZeikfriedSama he watches cerisse run off into the artic environment. having been positioned on top of the bar sitting there watching the battle. Until he hears the door open again. Seeing tiria...." Welcome to my bar stranger, how may I help you?" of course he was doing this to annoy her. Tiria_Hascel arches a brow at the 'welcome' then pushes herself off from the wall and makes her way over to it, avoiding any of the fighting if she can... "I want my tavern back... that's how you can help." Heh, brave words, but it's all she's got left ZeikfriedSama he remembers a line from this movie alhazad subjected to him once. although replacing the name of Dorothy with the woman who he believed was tiria. " Well your not in Ayenee anymore tiria, so its technically mine hahaha." Of course he didn't want the woman anymore, or at least for now. This tavern was fun, and perhaps a far greater capture then a mere woman would ever be. Tiria_Hascel shrugs, the apparent joke lost on her... "I don't care where we are, I want the tavern back, and it's not technically yours since you stole it." They were never fighting for ownership of the tavern in the first place, as far as she knew ZeikfriedSama He decides to make a deal with her... " if you surrender yourself unconditionally to me, i'll return the tavern to where you like it. Since, I don't know where you or what you think that tavern was at. I'll put it there for you.... it will be depressing to part with this fine establishment though, but hey the price is worth it maybe." More additional lies added to the pot, as he looked from tiria, then new person, and the battle GuyverUnit3 pausing within his own complexities of thought the guyver shoved his mind aside for a moment as a being of light formed before his vary eyes.. how odd that such a form would present itself to a guyver of his type.. his ocular ridges fell within a formation that a moment would bring, as the guyver channeled his own gravitational energies through the gravitational control orb... GuyverUnit3 ... the pokect of spatiotemporal dimensional attributes around his now standing visage seeming to spread forward in an all enveloping blanket of photonic hues mingled with the attributes of his own bio kinetic energy feeds.. the graviton particle field falling into placement as the guyver himself closes his eyes and allows the gravimetric disturbance field to pardon him from normal time space right now.. GuyverUnit3 .. the graviton particles fields about his own hovering guise seeming to press a spatial disturbance forward, that split time space itself within this direct location, submerging him to an alternate sub dimension, still within the prime alternate of ayenee.. the guyver dwells within this gap of space and time for a moment,. as now even light flutters by at speeds far below that of a snails. GuyverUnit3 ... time itself only being relative to how it is perceived, the Guyver now moves, in his own radical formations, pressing his spatiotemporal fields about the conflicting sources of light, as to alternate their own temporal resonation, thus amplifying them from their current states and trans modifying them to a more soluble energy form, which will then be absorbed by the same spatiotemporal field.. Zen_Haisha the man stood there, the air around him continuing to give off sparks, thought they only came a few inches out now The metaburn field burnt off anything that threatened to come in contact with him And then a small black rip opened up behind the man Its gravity sucked everything towards it for a few flickers of a moment. Zen_Haisha the dark rent in the fabric of reality only stayed open for a few moments, disgorging quickly the required thing a maelstrom of blackness flew around him, streaks of bio-organic amour flew out of the rent, circling and coming closer, until they wrapped to the form like tendrils, interconnected they wove a cocoon that fitted skin tight , leaving the man perfectly sheathed in it. Tiria_Hascel had known it would come to that, since fighting wasn't an option, and was prepared for it, but not that easily, she folds her arms across her chest as she seems to think about it... "Unconditionally? At least let me know a little of what I'm in for if I do that." Kokushibyou_Guyver and like that it was all over, the dark rent that had been greedily sucking up the light of the room closed, returning to nothingness. The man was no more there, now a suit stood in his place, the field still burning up anything that tried to penetrate it. ZeikfriedSama He contemplates who would win, mattaku, or the guyver unit. thinking so far it seemed the guyver may have the leader with a time and space field setup. Although mattaku seemed resourceful indeed. Turning his head back to Tiria." Unconditional.... meaning full surrender.... you'd become converted to a metallic demon, brainwashed and remember nothing negative. your pain would be released, hehe." Tiria_Hascel looks down at the violet bracelet on her wrist for a moment, damn it, if it's not one thing, it's another... "That may not work, I'm already bound to another..." ZeikfriedSama he shakes his head at tiria..." your problem... not mine." he then turns his attention to the woman re-questing a green tea. His own metallic like body hopping off the counter, as to head into the back of his tavern setup. Looking about for anything that could indicate herbs, and other possible heating sources. Finding several of these, he proceeds to throw some wood into a fireplace within the back, grabbing a well .... ZeikfriedSama secured cup from the counter. Which he places boiling water and a few herbs into. heating it up for the woman. After a few moments, he removes the cup from the stove, hoping its the right herb for the situation. Coming back to Ayame, he brings her the cup of tea. the metalic demon expecting to be paid something for it, although unsure of a price Tiria_Hascel closes her eyes briefly, but her mind had already been made up before she came to get the place back anyway, so she nods... "Fine, I'll do it, as soon as the tavern is back where it belongs..." The others will have fits over this but, what else can she do? Mattaku_Yazama almost in an instantaneous thought, maybe even precognition, he sees a brief moment before, but not that, just a brief moment of what the move would be. He was focused, and again, in his zone. The spatial disturbance... geezus. Narrowing his eyes slightly, his brings his hand over his watch, lightly flicking the device's network adaptor. Mattaku_Yazama Landing lightly, he turns, eyes half opened. He hated chasing people into other dimensions... but first. He adjusts the watch, momentarily freezing time for the moment by pulling himself outside of the dimensional fabric for what seems like a brief moment. From the little pocket dimension he himself submerged himself in, he looks at the frozen scene, his hand resting behind his head. Mattaku_Yazama "Well that's peachy, the guy's using some weirdo form of dimensional movement but he can't even use it to not cause damage. Though that doesn't seem to be the major concern of any Guyver." He taps his cheek, watching momentarily. Although he was out of phase with time because of his prior experiences and wasn't effected by Chronomancy and all that junk, this dimensional attack was kind of... off. Mattaku_Yazama Properties bend here and there, and if he used light it would more than likely backfire. He could take it, or he could just... oh yeah. Taking a deep breath, he hops back up into his previous position, restarting time again and generating an AT field. The energy of the light of soul occurs at a mere thought of focus. Mattaku_Yazama An orange field of light of soul expands just before him, causing him to slam back from the force hit against the field, spreading it across the dimensional expanse, his body lurching back from it, his body hitting the ceiling. He seems to lay there, eyes dilating. Geez the hell? GCO shouldn't be doing that. Guy's dropping himself into a dimensional sub pocket Mattaku_Yazama Turning himself, he stands on the ceiling, thinking. The notion of the GCO able to pull that much gravitational force was insane, if anything, the human body wouldn't be able to stand it as generating that much would crush even a Guyver like a tin can within his own suit. He sits on one knee, thinking again. Then there was the fact the armor did adjust, but adjusting to the extent that quickly... Mattaku_Yazama "Hayai." he says, and of course, no one understands him. Taking a deep breath, he looks up from the ceiling, his hand resting over the hilt of his sword. Kokushibyou_Guyver the metaburn field faded, the sparks of light it had been emitting as dust blew into it disappeared as well. Now they were replaced by frequent flashes from the recently formed unit's Control Medallion, ordering its extremities about. The thing's arms flexed experimentally. Kokushibyou_Guyver internally the changes stopped as well, organs had grown shrunk or been entirely replaced as needed, he wouldn't be recognizable as a human if someone were to get a cross-section of him at that moment It breathed deeply, ((Need help Three?)) Eyes flickered about, sensory orbs weren't yet online, and neither were all the other necessary systems to be functional in a fight, at the moment he was still on a back foot if he were to be attacked. ZeikfriedSama he proceeds to take the coins, pocketing them within a concealed compartment upon the inner fabric of the cape itself. until coming back to reside upon the bar..... " So, now Tiria where was I..... you wish to give up everything for a tavern..... Whats the catch here? Am i going to get jumped by five people? " he of course knew thats how things usually worked, meanwhile all hell was breaking loose Tiria_Hascel shrugs... "More than likely, but you know that from the times before, you want unconditional surrender from, you put up with the consequences of that. You would have had to whether you got me or because of stealing this place anyway. No difference really." ZeikfriedSama he thought over the conditions of this..... Seeing a rather pretty pierce of jewelry to him on tiria. " give me that bracelet also! it looks shiny!" Of course he wanted to melt it down to make ARMS similar to what Rudy roughknight had. Tiria_Hascel looks down at the violet metal bracelet again... "I would if I could, but I can't take it off, and it can't be destroyed. It's what binds me to the other one." ZeikfriedSama he somewhat thinks about this for a minute... " Well then take your arm off, and give it to me!" He of course wanted it, and if he couldn't get it in a meaningful way... there would be an easy procedure to remove it without much effort involved. Tiria_Hascel blinks a couple of times at that... "Take my arm off? I can't do that, I'm not made of metal like you, and besides, it would probably just go back to the owner anyway." Though she's not sure about that last one, it's worth a try at least ZeikfriedSama he knew how easy it was to find a healer, which repaired organic damage. Or to have that of alhazad fix the substantial damage which was done... " Do it..... it will be fixed later.... of course if the bracelet does vanish, it wouldn't be anything new to him. Simply because of the fact that Tiria always managed to teleport every time someone touched her for the most part. ZeikfriedSama he shakes his head at tiria.... " what the second I return the tavern I have about the same amount of people wanting to beat me down as that china-man..... Dont think so hehe I'll return it when the requirements are met. I've got no real reason to keep a tavern if I manage to get one out of two objectives for the day." GuyverUnit3 once more pausing within his state of reflection and anomalies within the temptations of time and space, the guyver raises his hand within the delayed tone of time, watching as event occur before his eyes in time beyond comprehension... his intellect and connection with the main control module of creator conscious aspect, allowing him to mimic such forces of time and space, GuyverUnit3 and in a form quantum compete the possible aspects of the next few moves.. a finger dashes over a watch, creating some form of sub dimensional space, this must be taken care of.. the guyver bows his head, closing his ocular slits as the man goes to press the button.. within his state of spatiotemporal diffusion, GuyverUnit3 , the guyver lifts his subtle digits and presses an indentation within his shared state of sub dimensional access to said plane which he now inhabits.. this causes a serge of molecular as well as quantum manipulation within the area's own time space configuration, warping the natural flow of graviton particle emissions within the perimeters of the soon to form time space dilatation attempts... GuyverUnit3 ... this is formed to warp the out come of such sub dimensional shells, and thus cancel them out through constant tampering within these sub dimensional feeds, via control over graviton particles fields in the direct proximity around the poor soul, thusly creating a "spatiotemporal" disturbance to the effect that it shift the natural occurrence GuyverUnit3 of space time within that coordinate, to a point that it would warp one within those confines into a sort of null, lost in the torments of time space without an exact measure to form respectable computation to allow for successful reentry into any prime alternate time line which may exist nearby.. the guyver prods, still not happy with what he has delivers.. GuyverUnit3 .. note even if the at hits, the sub dimensional shell is a dimension onto itself, meaning that it is under the direct control over the former of that shell, its interaction with various planes is also under the direction of that users.. end note.. guyver also is creating a dimensional GuyverUnit3 disturbance to the point that even if said field was attempting to block past action, said gravimetric fields, would continuously warp the time dilation field to the guyver predestined coordinates... GuyverUnit3 says, (( No.. I have this under control as of now.. )) Tiria_Hascel nods and places her left arm on the bar, the bracelet glinting in the tavern's lights... "Fine, then you do it, and I won't disappear on you... the second it's off I want the tavern back where it belongs." Kokushibyou_Guyver the CM flashed, a small orb at the units belt started to pulse in return, energies swirling into it as it opened a portal to another dimension. It retrieved energy from that system, sensors still werent online, the eyes continued to flicker across the scene, he merely stayed back. ZeikfriedSama he seems to signal tiria to follow him, to discuss business sin a more secluded area, while the guyvers, and the Chinese man duel it out in this tavern. Seeing how this definitely goes way above his head. Xzibit_Unit The Xzibit unit shifted within the prime plane of Ayenee, Exhaust vents upon the cheeks of the bio helm exhale the waste of hyper space. Several glimmers of light project within spiraling motions, (c) Xzibit_Unit The tri medallion flickering all components before the green liquid devoured the layers within the matrixs mysteries.. Several waist orbs erect a humming glow the vibe sending sparks through the mind, The Gravity controls looking to be summoned through a merger of dimensions and rifting type techniques. Xzibit_Unit A connection between the Bio Kinetic flow and Hyper space was established, The orbs coming to life as the Guyver felt the aftermath of flooding energy. The waist was annihilated with a glowing aura this aura expelling from the charged waist orbs, (c) Xzibit_Unit The being stood at a mammoth 12 foot tall his structure was composed of several lapped poly morphic plays an alien looking creature of destruction.. Altering the graviton mass within his current material form allowed him to deft the laws of gravity and elevate from the ground, Orbiting only millimeters from the surface he began to attract gravity swells in turn brining him to the door of the establishment. Mattaku_Yazama the watch beginning to beep towards a dimensional distortion aiming to pull back his move and transcend time and hit him when he was back in his own little dimensional pocket. Geezus H-christ. Couldn't anyone fight hand to hand anymore? He lands in a dimensional pocket once more as the attack proceeds to alter the dimensional space around him, and would probably tear him into little itty bitty pieces if not for the watch itself. Mattaku_Yazama Like a save game from some Final Fantasy, it reloads a dimensional consistency repeatedly to balance out the time-stream and create less damaging force against time-space and keep it from a total collapse as everything has an equal and opposite reaction, even in a small little pocket dimension. He sits there, resting his elbow on the thin air, eyes half open as he sighs slightly. "Why'd you pull me back here? Mattaku_Yazama I could have just taken the first shot and be done with it and then we could both leave." |