[02:13] Enryk put on a shit-eating grin, his eyes opening wide toward Oyassa. It was like he wasn't even trying to be nice. "Stick to bein' a mom. You got a family now. So you can't afford to be puttin' yourself in danger. All right?" (Enryk) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:13] Lily Rose whispers something. [02:16] Oyassa for the first (atleast from what Enryk has seen) time stops smiling. She staring down at him from her position on the stares as she fixes her large almost hammer like gloves on her hands. "Y'forgot who y'speakin' too or somen' Runt? Nah, 've been playin' nice with y'for a while because I care about y'well bein'. Bu' if y'gonna go off and become some no-good cunt who can'nae do anythin' f'themselves except take 'et from others i'll put a hole in y'chest. I ain' sayin' this cause I don' care. 'm sayin' it cause I do. Cause one day y'gonna **** with the wrong person and they're gonna take somen' more then blood from ye." (Oyassa Viznaz) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:17] Rainy worry thing will escalate bad (Rainy) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:17] Being someone who barely knows this woman, Lily is no less scared than she was from just being around Oyassa. The pure aura of just raw strength was not lost on her but it was no different seeing them frown versus smile. (Lily Rose) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:23] Enryk takes his eyes off of Oyassa just once, noticing she's frowning. It unsettles him, but something about him...still exudes confidence, whether it's fake or not. He looked over his shoulder at Lily, but didn't say anything to her, at that moment. When he looked back to Oyassa, he slumped onto one foot, casually staring her down. He was frowning, too--though she was used to him scowling whenever things weren't going his way. "I ain't forget. That's why I'm givin' you fair warning not to push me around like we're in school anymore. You forget how our last fight ended? And I'm even stronger now." He gestured toward her. "Might be better ya just mind your own damn business from now on. Best thing I can do for you, as someone who's done nothin' but good things for me since I got here..." Enryk shook his head, making an awkward, grim chuckle. "...is tell ya to leave me alone. 'cuz tryin' to boss me around is gonna end badly for you from now on, 'n it won't be my fault." (Enryk) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:24] Lily Rose whispers something. [02:28] "And? I ain' ever been one t'back down from shit. ain't startin' now Runt. You wanna go down this path and act like some little monster until someone decides they're tired of you and puts your head up on a pretty pike and parade it aroun'? Tha's up t'you. But like y'said. Y're more like an' uncle if anythin' I'd be damned b'for I let some no-good near Roy. So 'm correctin' th' problem. I ain' pushin' you around. I'm tellin' you that either you can give up on that shit or I can break a bone or two and send you on a way like wha' happens to bandits an' outlaws up in th' mountains." Oyassa was unflinching, She knew very well he got stronger and that there's a good chance she'd lose. But she was never one to stop trying atleast and it wouldn't stop here. There was no frown on her face but the smile was still absent. Just a general look of disappointment. (Oyassa Viznaz) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:35] Enryk's arms folded over his chest. Her answer didn't please him, and his brow twitched. Rather than answer her immediately, he peered over his shoulder to Lily. "This don't concern you, kid. It's between me 'n her. I won't tell ya to bugger off, but if you're gonna stay, might wanna make sure ya can watch from somewhere outta the blast zone." When he turned back to face Oyassa, Enryk moved some snowy hairs out of his face, and forced a crude, devilish grin onto his expression. "Heh. Uncle. If it ain't apparent already, I'm not interested in bein' part of someone's family. You're better off that way too." His hand calmly rested on the handle of his blade, and he continued to make a smirk to the large, towering woman threatening him. "But since we're done playin' nice, I'll reiterate." He pointed across from himself, toward Oyassa. Yet again, there was a half-crazed, malicious intent in his wide-eyed gaze as he stared over to her. "If you wanna try 'n tell me how to live my life again, you're gonna need a new arm to cradle your lil' boy in. Now, run along home, Oya. I ain't playin' around." (Enryk) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:37] Lily shrugged and stepped aside. She was always happy to watch some chaos unfold. (Lily Rose) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:39] "Aight kid. Y'ain' gonna listen to words then c'mon then. Le's see abou' knockin' some since into tha' thick skull of ye's." With that she let out a long breath through her nose, Black smoke coming with it but instead of the usual embers sparks of purple electricity ran through the cloud. She wasn't backing down, just continuing to stare at him with a disappointed gaze. (Oyassa Viznaz) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:39] Lily Rose whispers something. [02:41] The young mutant perched herself on a cliffside for a good view, smiling wickedly. Whatever happened someone was gonna be injured after this, possibly dead and she had never made any promises that she wasn't a little bandit herself, or that Enryk even really had her allegiance. (Lily Rose) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:44] Enryk ground his teeth together. He'd tried to look confident in himself as he threatened her, but there was--a flicker, around his expression, as if he had been masking it with illusory magic. Oyassa was likely the only one close enough to see it, but he turned his back on her, and stepped closer to the open field. "You're gonna regret this, meathead." Once he was a safe distance away, the man tossed a throwing knife into the air--and from out of sight, a -second- Enryk dropped from the sky, catching the blade in his hand, and wielding it along with a second knife. The magi himself withdrew the sword from his waist, his stance thuggish and unprofessional. "You wanna teach me a lesson? Better leave a mark." (Enryk) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:46] Enryk exclaims, "C'MON, MEATHEAD! TAKE ME SERIOUSLY! THIS IS GONNA END BADLY FOR YOU!" [02:47] Oyassa just spits blood out of her mouth stands up and continues to stare with the same gaze. (Oyassa Viznaz) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [02:47] Enryk says, "You damn idiot..." [02:48] {Lost Dangerous RPB against Enryk} [02:48] ** Enryk has inflicted an injury upon Oyassa Viznaz. ("Permanent Injury", "Permanent Injury", "Permanent", "Severity: MODERATE (-10 Vit)") ** [02:48] Rainy says, "Uh oh" [02:49] Lily Rose says, "Told yeah that chick could rip apart boulders." [02:57] Enryk's illusory magic, fierce swordsmanship, and deep knowledge of Oyassa's fighting style made the battle like a complete 180 from the fights they'd had before. The young man's figure was scorched with plasma, and he had unseen bruises on his body from her punches. Unfortunately, the ravenousness of the fight was still very much true. No longer was he swinging practice knives at Oyassa like in Starfall's arena. The razor edge of his weapon threatened to cleave her apart with every strike. To top it all off, she was fighting two of them. The clone was showering her in throwing knives and quick strikes, much like she'd been used to fighting before. However, the real threat was the illusionist who was calling the shots. While she was distracted fending off the clone's strikes, Enryk saw a fatal opening. Time dilated. His eyes dilated. In a show of accelerated speed, he swept past Oyassa with a bloodied slash, his Izhuran sword cleaving the muscular woman's arm straight from her body. When he stopped behind her, he swept his sword in an arc, splaying the Drakanite's blood across the sand. He couldn't even bear to look at the state of the woman afterward, but he was wordless in his victory. There was nothing sweet about it. (Enryk) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [03:02] Oyassa paused looking at what used to be her arm. When did that happen? Before a second question could come to her mind the pain invaded every inch of her being. The smile turning up as she gripped onto the fresh wound as her blood spilled on the sand. She didn't scream, she wasn't the type too. But the pain was apparent in every one of her movements as she slowly turned her head to stare at Enryk. Blood had started to **** between her large fingers and teeth as she continued to smile, she stepped closer to him, it was obvious that she was doing her best to stay conscious if anything else. Taking in a deep breath she opened her mouth. "Look at me, Enryk." (Oyassa Viznaz) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [03:03] Lily is more than happy to look at Oyassa's arm. She was fascinated by the entire event and near joyfully stared down the tragedy of her lost limb. The shadowmire was never clearer than with her intense morbid curiosity. (Lily Rose) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [03:10] Enryk needed his illusory magic now more than ever. It was most convenient in the times he didn't want to show how he felt. With the right kind of use, he could make it seem like he wasn't shaking all over. Like he wasn't trying not to cry. IT cold make him look as cold and harsh as he wanted. As Lily hopped down to come inspect what was left of the fight, it seemed Enryk was aware--since the clone of himself finished analyzing the downed Oyassa, and came to stand between the young girl and the Drakanite. Apparently he'd been serious about it being between the two of them, since the clone was not willing to let her have any fun from this... He wanted to be selfish, say something cruel to Oyassa, just then. It'd suit the narrative he wanted to create. But instead, even if he wore the mask of a cold, uncaring individual, he turned to face her. And he looked at Oyassa, just as she'd asked. Her broken, beaten form, of someone who'd just cared about him. And how did he address her? Expressionless. Careless. It's what he wanted her to see on his face. Though, even if she couldn't see what was hiding behind the illusion, his hands were still shaking. It was taking an immense effort for him not to let the act give way. (Enryk) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [03:11] Lily Rose says, "Umm... you think I'm gonna try to get involved? I'm not dumb you two just put a crater in the earth with that fight I just wanna look at her arm. I wasn't gonna get closer." [03:14] Enryk 's clone wagged a finger at poor Lily. It was only an extension of the magi's will, but apparently it had the slightest amount of sass to try and dissuade her from garnering too much entertainment from what was something...tougher for him than originally thought. (Enryk) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [03:15] Oyassa reached out with her remaining blood covered hand and gripped his collar staring him down through the intense pain she was feeling. "Remember this. Remember the pain, Remember how I look, the smell of the blood. This is the path you chose. No one else picked it for you no matter what you might to think.." Oya paused a moment gripping onto him just a bit tighter as she paused a moment to catch her breath blood dropping from the corners of her mouth before she gritted her smile again staring into his eyes. "You'll always be my little brother. And if you ever decide you want to leave this behind, if you decide you want to give up on this path. I'll be there to help you, just a letter away." her bloodied hand moved upward to pat the top of his head getting her blood smeared in it as she stood up at her full height before almost falling over with a grunt she bent her waist to pick up what was left of her arm, her husband had made the gauntlets for her- She blinked once completely forgetting that she was out looking for places for a date. (Oyassa Viznaz) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [03:24] Enryk stood still, looking into the eyes of the woman who gripped his collar. At least, the illusion he'd made seemed to be looking into her eyes...from that close, she'd be able to see he was doing anything but looking at her. He was looking away. Desperately avoiding seeing what he'd done--the consequences of his actions. He didn't want to see her like this anymore. Her blood was on his coat--and now on his hair. The blood of his closest friend, now spilled on himself. Fittingly enough. The young man stood completely still, his weapon still in his hand. The clone still guarded Lily from getting near the arm--even if she did not intend to interfere, he seemed to be taking the issue much more seriously. He knew if he said anything, she'd hear him struggling not to break down. So he remained silent. Whenever she finally let go, and picked up her own severed arm off the ground, Enryk was still standing, frozen in time, as if just waiting for her to leave, or for control to return to his body. (Enryk) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [03:26] patting his shoulder once she placed the arm under her well..what used to be her arm? It was strange to carry one's own limb up under their own missing arm. Moving off behind him to stumble home mumbling something about butterflies. (Oyassa Viznaz)