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Loki's Lair - Formerly Divine's Lair

No, it doesn't neccesarily make him weak. In fact I admire him for being so utterly loyal to his goals. He is very strong. Of course not strong enough to get all of the artifacts. But strong enough to beat the living hell out of a reaper. But not during teaching. Under real pressure he could easily do some damage he thought to her.
Good.. she thought, pressing her fingers to her hair silently. That's good..
Maveric wrote: "(the task is to put your all into fighting her and she judges how you fight. the task itself about scratching her is irrelevant, just put your all into killing her.)"
(( it's OP, and in order to win I will have to Auto Play and I will not do that because I believe I am an advanced role-player in the right situations.. ))
(( it's OP, and in order to win I will have to Auto Play and I will not do that because I believe I am an advanced role-player in the right situations.. ))
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(( i'm not going to unprofessional to complete a mission. ))
Kiro, launching himself off the ground on all fours, his horns retracted and his teeth sharp, slammed into the wall beside Trula and span around, attempting to push her into the wall. His growl was deep and guttural, his throat hoarse and soar-sounding as he tried to drag her further in.
Kiro, launching himself off the ground on all fours, his horns retracted and his teeth sharp, slammed into the wall beside Trula and span around, attempting to push her into the wall. His growl was deep and guttural, his throat hoarse and soar-sounding as he tried to drag her further in.

AFter a few hours of this sleeping, Akira began to stir, having not moved at all from his spot.
He yawned and sat slowly, disentangling himself from Loki without waking him, getting to his feet and tiptoeing out, beginning to go through his stuff, searching for an inkling of information. He wasn't a spy, he just didn't like to be kept in the dark, and a bribe would most certainly loosen his tongue.

Akira was sitting cross legged, sifting through the trunk in boredom. He looked up and smiled at Cherry "Waiting for Loki to wake up"
Cry chuckled at Akira. Loki was playing him. Though Cry didn't know whether Loki would actually develop feelings for him. Though it would be interesting.
"yup" he murmured, putting everything back and closing the trunk. He was still in just his pants, staring back at cherry. "Why do you care?" he replied, glancing at Cry.


He glared at her. "I say no" he said stubbornly, rising to his feet.

Cry smiled behind his mask, a wide somewhat crazed grin on his face as he watched. He had always loved when people fought.
He yelped, trying to walk past it and growling, pushing against the walls. "Hey!" he yelled.

Akira launched at the wall, slamming into it with a surprising amount of force "Let him go!" he yelled helplessly. "Loki!" If Loki died, he'd have no leverage in here.
He slammed into the wall again, dislocating his shoulder with a grunt, eyes wide open.

Akira groaned, sitting down. Damn him... he hissed in his head, leaning against the wall.

Akira rolled his shoulders, grutning when his shoulder popped back into place.
Cry taps his fingers on the metal he was sitting on lightly. He smirked, knowing that Akira and Loki were using one another. Whether they knew it or not.
He threw a book at Cry's head angrily, stomping off.
Akira stalked back to the bed and flopped into it, pulling the blanket over his head.
Cry caught the book in mid air and opened it with a yawn, "Uhhhh... hm about twenty minutes..." he murmured.
He growled at the mention of Kiro, muttering something foul that was muffled by the sheets, but Loki was near enough to hear, and it certainly wasnt polite.
Akira grumbled more, readying a knife to throw at Cry

Cry tilted his head to the side, "Look dog, I ain't tryin to get all up in yo grill so calm down cause you actin totally wack." he attempted to speak like a normal teenager, "Ok.... that was a failed attempt..." he trailed.
Akira rolled his eyes, sitting up. "Never do that again" he said to Cry. "IT was horrifying"
Cry sighed, "Yea, you're probably right. But Sebastian's friend thinks I should be more of a ... hipster" he replied.
and that makes him weak.. ? she thought.