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kain222

(( Uh... Cyr sorta... made a massive gap in the tornado so he could actually get to the wind barrier. =| Would that cause any problems? ))

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lokuri

((OOC: Niola will just have a severe wound (which I centered around her stomach) when she is freed on her body. :/ ))

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Bloinx

((okay. so in a way I was making a crack in the barrier, ill edit my post to make a little more sence.))

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lokuri

Niola was faltering now, still hearing the activities that occured just a few feet away from her...barely. Time seemed like a distant memory now, and the only thing that let her know she was still to the outside world was the increasing pain all over her body. The arrival of her saviors was not far away now, yet it had to be soon...very soon. Maintaining control of the wind -- even if it was subconsiously -- was tremendously difficult for a rookie such as herself. Had she been trained more in the art of wind manipulation, Niola would not be suffering so much. Never-the-less, Niola was just a novice. Her only talent when she was conscious was flying and managing to enclose herself in a light, if not mild wind. This, however, was far beyond her limit. It was as if the wind itself was sucking Niola's life away a bit at a time. At the same time, it tried to use Niola's body so that it's host would not die right away. In other words, the wind had flipped the table once Niola could no longer contain her emotions, using her instead of her using it!

"Come on, come on, come on! If this continues...I might not be able...to see...their fa...ces......a...gai...nhhh..."

Everything began to fall into silence. The voices...her friends...they all seemed so distant now. Still, the lower the background sounds sunk into the never-ending darkness before Niola, her purely grotesque song continued to fill the air, hiding its ugliness in a soothing lullaby. Such a musical composition containing only the notes of the soul -- the hideous form of hatred and regret performed via the mouth -- would sound pleasing to any ear. And yet, Niola hated every note of it, as though it was secretely the devil music. Soon, though, even this displeasing, wordless chant would escape Niola's deafening ears.

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kain222

Cyr frowned as the wind-child still remaned in place. He was running out of energy, no dbout. Blood was trickling from his mouth and nose, and his body was weak and shaking. He peered at the gap in the whirlwind, pondering to himself. He took a deep breath.

He only had one shot at this...

He lunged forward, soaring through the air as the defences of the whirlwind were open, he reeled back his fist as he neared the wind-child, looking at her with pity as he brung his fist down upon the barrier. Hard, making a desperate attempt to break it. He let out a massive, psychic scream to try and shatter the bloody thing as he punched it, his eyes, however - were now sereneley calm.

((Can I break it? : <.

Gah, I have to go sleep now anyway, see you tomorrow .))

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lokuri

((OOC: Yeah, and you can edit your post (if you want) to mine. ))

The final blow to the barrier landed upon its surface, shattering it like glass, only lighter and in a gaseous form. The wind, now free from its deploring duty against those that were trying to break the chain that was on itself and the one chaining it, calmed and drifted in a light breeze around the academy. Most of the destruction and chaos died down as well. A luminous moon finally revealed itself, and its glow seemed to signal peace, despite the last hardships of war. Any signs of tornados, wind storms, whirlwinds -- all of these upsetting, elemental threats had vanished from the air.

Then, just as the bells of serenity rang out across the academy, passionate red petals swirled around the sky. They had the appearance of a withering rose, yet something seemed...off about them. As they grew closer to the ground, they lost form and become a lighter shade of red. Then, they landed on the ground, splattering and combusting into an unidentifiable shape. The more they fell, the easier it became to figure out what they truly were: droplets -- or rather, hail comprised of blood. Almost a split second later came the body of Niola, which held more blood clinging to her tattered body. Of all the places where the dark crimson liquid seeped from, Niola's stomach seemed to be the most damaged. A large scar ran along it, as well as stitches of cuts trailing all the way to her heart. Parts of her face was butchered, specifically her right cheek, some scratches to the left of her lip, and some injuries to her forehead. Something must have been wrong with her eyes as well, for they released tears of blood, which hovered like tiny rubies in the night sky. Just like Niola's melody, the condition of her body was both grotesque, yet beautiful at the same time.

((OOC: Catch meee -- I mean -- CATCH NIOLA! ))

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Bloinx

Ben ran forward as Niola almost drifted like a feather down from the sky. He caught her in his arms, gently. He set her down and then fell to the ground himself. He was exhausted. This isn't over. He thought to himself. We still need to find out who did this. He was almost happy. He could finally get vengeance for his father. He laid there, on the ground for what seemed like an eternity. Ben rose to his feet, to find Cyr also laying down, looking peaceful. Everything did right now. No more killing. No more death. Everything serene. The school was in ruins, but yet it looked almost perfect. He was obviously tired. He walked into the school, bodies everywhere, found his dorm, and laid down for a nice nap.

((EDIT: Ben's dorm is in the barricade thingy, so I'm kinda safe.))

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kain222

Cyr grunted as he punched the barrier with his last ounce of strength. His trenchcoat and hair billowing behind him as he felt himself engufled by the wind. He was falling, though it was only a few seconds, it seemed like an eternity. He saw Niola, and tried to reach out for her - to protect her from the fall, but to no sucsess as Cyr plummeted much faster. He grunted as he hit the floor, a sickening crack coming from his arm as he let out a cry of pain.

"SHIT!" He cursed, looking at his broken arm and sighing, he decides to pay no attention to it. He lays back, looking up at the sky - too exhausted to do anything else. He closed his eyes, breathing peacefully.

For the first time in years, a real smile was on his lips.

(( Someone carry Cyr to the barricade-like-hall thingy? Where most of the students have gathered? So, he can like... Y'know, not die? ))

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Jackarhius

((That's my que.))

Jack noticed a guy falling from the sky, along with a girl. But the girl was caught, but the guy seemed to break a few bones on his arrival to the ground. He had been patched up and enough power had returned to him to make a safe jump from a balcony. He slowly limped towards him and picked up his broken body. "Youre gonna be okay man..." He managed to whisper to him. Many of the other people from the barricaded room were helping survivors and injured people who had not been infected by whatever this was.
He aimed one hand to the ground and fire helped him to jump over to an empty balcony and lay the guy down. The bed was big enough so he fell onto the other side, as he had lost most of his energy helping him and drifted into sleep.

(I'm not gay btw....lol.....)

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DeathByPumpkins

Siberius walked inside of the school more and looked around. He saw a strange looking kid ((NPC)) cutting up some dead body. "What the..." Siberius said quietly. The kid stopped cutting and turned around. He started biting his own lip and he stood up. "Oh... damn..." said Siberius. The kid charged at him with is knife and Siberius quickly punched him in the face with his rock knuckles. The kid ignored the pain and quickly stabbed Siberius in the arm. "Rrrggghh...." Siberius groaned at the pain and looked up at the kid. He uppercutted him through the roof and Siberius jumped up with him. The other boy morphed into some sort of rabbid beast and scratched Siberius across his chest riping his shirt off. "AAGGHH!!!" Siberius screamed at the poisen seeping in his blood. Siberius quickly morphed his mucsles into pure stone and Siberius tremled as he shot his own ribs through the back of his shoulders. SIberius growled and charged the other beast in mid-air. He punched the beast rapidly and smashed it through another part of the school's roof. Siberius grew large stone pillars out of his wrists and went down with the beast and landed on the beasts throat. He stabbed the beast in it's throat and slowy Siberius started to feel blood dripping from his mouth. He looked downand saw he landed on the beasts spikes coming out of his palms. Siberius looked up and fell down on his stomach, with the spikes still pulunged into him.