Post by Neliel on Jan 13, 2013 14:48:08 GMT -5
THE CREST OF THE CHURCH UPON THEIR CHEST
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PROUD NOMAD OF THE PAST
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"Your Pride? That of the Quincy? Boy, such trivialities are a relic of the past. Majority of the Quincy remaining either are residing in Germany or in that academy the humans have created. The Revenant is a technique that would long since be deemed forbidden by the Quincy. But the man must be taken in to atone for his inhumanity, and I'm afraid you have no say in the matter, Ryuunosuke. Same for your comrades."
Creed's cold stare hovered over to the spot where the Fullbringer Shakan had just arrived, then to another spot where Vibora was lurking. His head then turned slightly to Beatrix, who had just resumed her position beside Creed. Motioning for her to perform yet another maneuver, Beatrix' bow aimed upwards, her wrist slowly rotating, as a spiral of nearly a hundred arrows raimed around Creed and the humans. She took extra care not to harm any of them, as the arrows hit nothing but earth, leaving a massive circle around them. As Beatrix' hand reached inside her robes, she pulled out a singular silver tube. Her arm reached out as she undid the lid of the small capsule, letting the blueish liquid pour out, whispering the word, "Umfassen" Upon the utterance of that single word, the circle of arrows soon merged together as a large barrier encompassed them, rapidly coming together to form a massive sphere of blue reishi that encased everyone into a large dome of energy, preventing any escape from the large structure that reached nearly a a half mile into the sky. Creed let a faint smirk form across his face. Beatrix was quite adept when it came to these things. And from her strength, none currently around the area would be able to penetrate the dome, which just left him, Beatrix, his revenant and the three humans. He had no intent of killing any of them, still clinging onto a variation of the Quincy code himself, but he still needed to teach them a lesson. That much he knew, though he wasn't about to lift a finger in dealing with the lesser creations. They were below him. It was the main use for his revenant, which would test them. Two Fullbringers and a Quincy, Creed could tell that much by looking at their soul ribbons hovering behind them, two a dark blue, the third a lighter shade but blue all the same. It was time to figure out what the humans had when compared to his own Order.
Burying his hands into the pockets of his pristine white robes, Creed glanced at the three humans who would now have no choice but to confront him. His emotion remained expressionless, his very posture indicating that he didn't view the humans as a threat, a mockery to whatever prowess they may have obtained. In a unconcerned voice, Creed spoke.
"Now, Shakan, Vibora and you too Ryuunosuke, how much do you value your mortality?"
At his words, Beatrix flashed backwards, distancing herself from Creed and his reanimated corpses. She herself was more of a pacifist then the others, and she preferred not to be directly involved in any form of combat unless she saw no other alternative. After all, Beatrix was more of an adviser to the Order. Her main responsibility was preventing any form of disaster from happening to them and recording any peculiarities along their voyage. Pulling a notepad out of an inner pocket, Beatrix hastily scribbled characters down in it, detailing anything that may have previously been missed of the reports of the human students.
As Beatrix receded, Creed's eyes loomed over to the Quincy, as the flash of blue alerted him to an attack mounted against him and his revenant. Hastiness got some people killed, but it served to teach them a lesson. Raising his hand covered in the white glove, Creed took the blunt force of the first arrow in his open palm, the arrow itself dissipating as it hit Creed's skin. The second arrow was followed through Creed's peripheral vision, its trajectory no doubt heading for Alban. Foolish human... Creed wasn't about to let the boy release a potential criminal. As if through a link, one of the zombies flew in front of the arrow, taking the shot as it ushered a slight groan.
"Boy, you are more idiotic than you appear. Even though I told you the man's dangerous, you seek to release him. And what's more, you raise your hand to a superior Quincy?"
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