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Anders (oftwominds) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-06-05 18:30:00

Entry tags:

anders, glory

Who: Glory and Justice(Anders). Merrill welcome.
What: Justice cannot sit and wait with his commander struck down. So he hunts down Glory.
Where: A street in Colligo.
When: Saturday Evening. After this.
Rating: TBD. But I don't think it'll be very kidlet friendly.
Status: Incomplete

It was a wretched fury and pain that burned within Anders, the sort of feeling that Justice had never felt before in his friend. While it was similar to the rage that sustained him towards templars, towards those who would condemn and torment mages, there was something entirely different now, a desperate sadness that ached in a way he could not describe. Anders seemed to have disappeared within them, allowing Justice to hunt down the demon that had left them with Neria's lifeless body, Anders desperately trying to pour everything he had into her to bring back a small hint of breath. And so Justice had taken control, because it was what his friend needed. They would find this hellwoman together and she would pay for her crimes. She would feel the fire of vengeance within her very blood and it would rain down in payment for Neria's life.

Hunting was not something he was used to, but the woman reeked of the fade, like so many that walked these confusing streets. He had no idea where he was going, recognizing places he passed by as those that were simply part of their life now, where people might have known Anders were his eyes not raging blue energy, the same energy that was pouring through the cracks of his friend's body. It took time, but he found her, that demonic energy that he could not place with a vice, though if he were to hazard in their world this creature would be a demon of pride.

"You will pay for what you have done!" Justice shouted, fresh anger racing through him as he saw whatever this creature truly was.

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tickfrickintock
2011-06-06 12:59 am UTC (link)

Glory had told her minions to let the guy in the second he showed. She didn't know who, or what, he was but she knew that he wasn't a normal mortal. So he intrigued her. And okay, so maybe she was looking forward to something that might pose at least something of a challenge. Not that Glory expected to find anyone or anything here that could really stop her but, well, what could she say? She missed the brawls she used to have with the Slayer back in Sunnydale. At least it had broken up the monotony.

She was perched in a large, comfy chair when he barged in, shouting at the top of his lungs. She arched a brow, raising a hand to give her minions free reign to flee as they saw fit. They'd come back, when the coast was clear. They always did.

"Rude," she intoned as she casually rose to her feet. The dress she wore was a new one, the red really going with the curls on top of her head. Her heels were new too and, so far, one of her favorite pairs. She arched a brow at the intruder, one perfectly manicured hand going to her hip. "You really need to learn some manners, kid," she stated flatly. She thought, briefly, of backhanding him out of her place and into the nearest building but decided against it. If he wanted to destroy her stuff while making an idiot out of him, whatever. She was looking to relocate soon anyway.

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oftwominds
2011-06-06 06:44 pm UTC (link)

Had her minions attacked him, the solution would have been to just kill them. They had allied themselves with a beast and should they interfere they would suffer the same fate as the wicked. That was the only just solution and perhaps they would find peace at the side of Anders' Maker. Their deaths would serve the purpose of their vengeance.

Instead they fled like cowards. They were a reflection on their mistress, weak willed creatures bound only by their own desires. But at least a demon's thrall usually remained. Justice frowned as the hellwoman seemed to have no concern with having fodder for him to busy himself.

Staring down the woman, Justice slammed the end of Anders' staff, their staff, against the ground, spirit energy gathering at its tip. "You will not be allowed to harm another mage!" he snarled, fire burning at his fingertips as he thrust his hand forward sending a fireball flying towards her.

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