League Of Shadows

@Kratesis: Now that I have Impero's mask, you're going down for the long nap chere

@Gambler said:

@Kratesis: Now that I have Impero's mask, you're going down for the long nap chere

I don't recall my fathers mask looking like a constipated clown ;-)

@Kratesis said:

@Gambler said:

@Kratesis: Now that I have Impero's mask, you're going down for the long nap chere

I don't recall my fathers mask looking like a constipated clown ;-)

Maybe it was the hood, or maybe you were to obsessed with something else :P

@Kratesis: Drops a grenade down the shaft before fleeing with his son

@Gambler: Blown backwards across the room, the small space amplifying the power of the explosion. Tumbling through several shelves of stored food and water before at last smashing into a large steel beam.

Having already deactivated her primary nervous system to cope with the pure agony of the air bubble attack, she feels no pain, but lies still for a moment to allow her regenerative capabilities to repair the damage dealt by the LeBeau's multitude of attacks throughout their battle, made worse by the close quarters grenade.

@Kratesis: His arrogance compels him to follow up on the surprise attack. Dropping a repelling cable down he prepares to finish it one way or another, when suddenly, the World goes dark and his body hits the ground. An unforeseen blitz of nerve strikes to the back of his neck delivered by his only surviving son had rendered him unconscious, and thus easier to cart away from the League of Shadows.

O_o what?

@Gambler: Laying in the silent darkness regenerating Kratesis briefly contemplates pressing the attack, as she senses the events through her sonar hearing. But she is mindful of her promise to not attack Mercy's lover unless betrayed. And the time is not yet ripe for her final assault upon the King of Kings.

The First Son of Keresh'nava stands alone in the expansive dojo. His mother's assassins asleep at such an hour. He preferred this, the solitude that the empty wood floored room offered. Knowing his traditional energy blades would cause far to much damage to the room he opted for a pair of wooden training blades of similar length. displaying a vast array of inhuman fighting techniques, the faux blades slicing through the air in a dance of death, or at least it would be had the blades been real.

'LEAGUE OF SHADOWS.' Kratesis's voice booms from the intercom system.

'Once ye were feared above all. Once ye were the terror of the world. Once.

In my mothers time the League was an instructor. A teacher. A builder.

We instructed TERROR. We taught FEAR, and we built the NEW WORLD ORDER.

Now? Who fears us now? What order to we create now?

I strike at Nakamura. I strike alone. Kratesis needs no one, and nothing just as the League once needed no one, and feared none.

Would ye take back the reputation that has slipped from your grasp, oh great League? Would men once more fear the shadows?

Come to Nakamura. Build your saga, slay legends, tear down what weak men make.

Or hide.

Choose.'

Ooh, this is gonna make for a freaky love triangle.

And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth beast say, "Come and see". And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.

'League, Kratesis calls unto herself the chosen shadows.'

And she falls silent, static filling the intercom.

[[ Think long and hard about asking to join this sub-team.

Don't ask to join unless you're a fearless badass.

Don't ask to join unless you want to bust into threads and start a brawl, just because.

Don't ask to join unless you want to be famous.

Don't ask to join unless you want to single handedly carve your saga out of the beating heart of the vine, and build your own legacy from the crushed rubble of your foes with nothing but your own RP ability, willingness to sell, and mental toughness to hardship.

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[[ Is one allowed to kill characters in this sub-team? ^__^ ]]

Everybody decides for themselves what happens to their characters, so that's entire up to the person involved.

@Zauberin: I'm a big fan of his too :-)

@Kratesis said:

@Madam_JadeAway elsewhere in the monastery Kratesis simply goes about her customary tasks. She will be available if Jade wishes to speak with her again.

Jade took perch in the rafters high above, looking down on the young woman until she finally spoke, "You win."

@Madam_Jade: Looking up to the serpent of the east Kratesis simply nods in acceptance. 'When should ye be ready to start?'

@614azrael: Coolness! Do you want added on your Azarael account, or another one?

The Saito swordsman stood in the center of his room, naked save for a pair of tight-fitting briefs and an odd-looking gauntlet on his right hand. He turned it over, examining it. Holding his hand out, he flexed his pointer finger to test out the device. A moment later, a blade rapidly materialized out of thin air.

@_Warp_: It that was me, I'da gone full naked.

LoS, get your asses ready! Cuz we're comin'......For yer asses!

@Kratesis: (OK, pretty badass that be).

@614azrael: The heir to the Throne of War stepped out of the shadows. Although he was not known for his stealth, he was experienced in this area. "A very formidable squad, Lady Alezra." He spoke quietly.

@The_Roman:

;-)

@Kratesis: It's Kovak, just in case you didn't know.

@The_Roman: I didn't, thankies! I can't keep track of everyone's alts.

@Kratesis: I only have a few. I'm easier to keep track of than Azzy

@The_Roman: And Zombie lol. Everytime I see a newbie I think.. 'Is it Zombie?'

@614azrael:"I apologise. I sometimes forget some people don't know me as much as I know of them. My name is Proelio. I am the son of Mars." He sighed."Dear father."

@614azrael: He shook her hand "Well met!" He roared in the time honoured fashion. "Aye, I suppose one could say that. I am personally interested in this faction, the 'League of Shadows'. I was considering...a proposition for you.."

@614azrael: "While you no doubt possess the strength of arms to get the job done.....I was perhaps, maybe considering offering you the son of War as a soldier." He raised an eyebrow, and watched for her reaction.

Silently the First Son of Keresh'nava sits on a snow covered roof looking out at the Himalayas. The howling wind and freezing temperatures having little effect on him.

@614azrael: (No worries, I went to bed after that anyway).

"Perfection. I'll just get settled in, then."

(Entrance from: Champions Island)

Proelio landed, and his armour evaporated. He may well have got back first.

@The_Roman: Having taken the time to investigate her new realm Kratesis arrives some time later. Offering a nod of greetings to Roman. 'Good battle?' Folding her hands behind her back, unarmored and unaffected by the freezing temperatures.

@Kratesis:"As good as one can hope. I believe i may have caused one death." He grinned, removing his helmet.

@The_Roman: This Kratesis enjoys hearing, and a flicker of cold pleasure touches her violet eyes. 'Well done.' Snow collects upon her shoulders and hair, but she ignores it for the time being.

@Kratesis: "And, as is always the case, it was very informative. If you don't mind, I think I am going to listen to some music."

@The_Roman: Kratesis achnoligises the words of the old god with a silent inclining of her head, snow falling from her hair and brow at the motion.

@Kratesis: He smiled at her, then made his way to his own room. Harp music could be heard rising from it's confines.

@614azrael:

Fowler approached her quarters to bring about the latest selection of tea plucked from the nearby fields, he also has several whom are home grown at Tritonia plus other GMO types from Iberia. He wanted his ally to have a try, so far the yetis and the assassins have loved it. Yet he wanted his friend to have a taste before he sends the rest down his stomach. "Hey kitty, would you like to try the herbal selection or the flower selection first?"

@614azrael:

He placed the teacup on her desk and he puts the tray on the side, with a selection of scones alongside with a variety of sweets. "so what plans do you have now leader"