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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/7/2017 2:16:04 AM
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[i]Skidding back, Olivia slammed her spear into the earth to stabilize and anchor herself into the earth, before she ripped it from the earth and stood tall. Underneath her previously golden helm, a grimace was upon the young woman's face, as she only spoke with a whisper~[/i]
"Then if you will not stop yourself from becoming a vengeful monster-"
[i]A sudden flash of golden electricity struck the figurine of Olivia, as the armor she bore flickered onwards, the hard light shielding gleaming as lightning coursed from the spear she held.[/i]
[i]"-Then I will, Bjorn!"[/i]
[i]Olivia allowed a roar to escape her helm, as she slammed her left foot forwards and aimed her spear at Bjorn. She prepared herself for the worst - whether that be his death, or her own.[/i]
English
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[u]Raising his shield, Bjorn tears his sword out of the ground violently. Taking up a crouching stance, he holds his sword out to the right side of the shield while the rest of his body is safely protected behind. Moving forwards with a crouching motion, he slowly circles around Olivia menacingly.[/u] "[i]If you wish only to prevent my vengeance, then you are no ally of mine, nor anything I stand for. He abandoned me, and never even mentioned to the people here who thought he cared for them that he had a son, nor even a wife. I will find him, and end his fleeting life.[/i]"
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[i]At this point, Olivia didn't bother to respond to the words that had been spoken by Bjorn; there was nothing that she could do that would stop his hatefulness for his father at this point. The only thing that she could do was contain him, at least momentarily.[/i] [i]Joining the circling motion, the dragonslayer grasped her spear tightly as she continued to stare endlessly towards Bjorn, expecting an attack soon from him.[/i]
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[u]Staring at Olivia aggressively, Bjorn speaks quite softly for how full of rage he has become. Electricity begins to funnel into his body, and his armor starts to glow with heat as it works to dissipate the energy faster than it can generate.[/u] "[i]I wish not to hurt those other then the one I hold quarrel with, but my mission shall not be interrupted. I have a duty to myself... and to my mother. If you wish to intervene... I can only pray for your soul.[/i]" [u]This sudden wave of calmness seems to be a warning- no, a plea. His voice shows that he wishes not to hurt Olivia, and that whether or not he has judged her strength fittingly, he has power of which not even he knows it's limits. This is the final offer, the plea for her to turn away and leave the matter behind.[/u]
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[i]Olivia silently stared at Bjorn, before a deep, shaky sigh escaped the depths of her helmet. Her body began to straighten out as her left hand released the shaft of her spear, balancing the very end of the weapon upon the ground as she shook her head in an almost disappointed manner.[/i] "...There's truly nothing that will convince you, then. Fine. Fine...I won't stop you. I won't attempt to cease your endless rage, at least until you start to harm those that are innocent. If you truly wish to defeat - no, slay Balthazar for what he has done...then it is his fight. Not mine, no matter what I believe. All I can do now is wish you luck upon your travels. I doubt that you would require my assistance, but..." [i]Olivia went silent. She didn't know what to say afterwards.[/i] "...You know who to call upon." [i]The young woman turned around and stared down at the trunk of the cherry blossom tree, her body loosening, yet still tense as if she expected something from the warrior that she had spared.[/i]
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[u]Relaxing his guard slightly, Bjorn's shield dissipates before sinking into his gauntlet. His helmet seals around his head with a hiss, it attempting to stop the explosion of energy creating the massive storm. Looking upwards, he flips his massive blade around in his hand by the grip, almost as if he expects something to happen. The storm shows no sign of stopping as rain starts to pour down, lightning illuminating the young giant's figure. A massive bolt suddenly strikes the figure, blinding even Olivia as she turned away. As the blast fades, a large crater is in place of where Bjorn once stood. At the center, Bjorn stands unwavering in stature. His armor pulses with the energy created by the storm, the clouds starting to clear up. The downpour becomes a sprinkle before ceasing to exist. Sheathing his sword, Bjorn walks towards Olivia. Standing behind her, his voice rings out in a harsh metallic tone, distorted by his helmet.[/u] "[i]I have my reasons. My life has no meaning other than this pursuit. I have spent so many years searching for my father, and it's gotten to the point where I sometimes wish I won't find him so I wouldn't lose my reason to continue on. I sometimes wonder what I would do if I found him. Would I kill him out of anger, or would I take the path of redemption and try to find forgiveness? This much is unknown. The only definite thing I know is that I must find him before my power overwhelms me. I have no control over it, and if not for my armor... there's no telling what would happen.[/i]"
